Sonnet XVI: Mongst All the Creatures
An Allusion to the Phoenix
'Mongst all the creatures in this spacious round
Of the birds' kind, the Phoenix is alone,
Which best by you of living things is known;
None like to that, none like to you is found.
Your beauty is the hot and splend'rous sun,
The precious spices be your chaste desire,
Which being kindled by that heav'nly fire,
Your life so like the Phoenix's begun;
Yourself thus burned in that sacred flame,
With so rare sweetness all the heav'ns perfuming,
Again increasing as you are consuming,
Only by dying born the very same;
And, wing'd by fame, you to the stars ascend,
So you of time shall live beyond the end.
poem by Michael Drayton
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Phoenix Reborn
From the Great Fire’s ash, a new Phoenix shall rise
It’s glory is born from another’s demise
It’s mighty wings spread, as the Fire Bird sings
It’s voice heals the world, as it spreads it’s great wings
It rises above, a new King of the Skies
To the ends of the Earth the great Phoenix flies
Reborn from ashes, the Great Flame of the Sky
But in a burst of flame, this Phoenix shall die
Reduced to but ash, 'til the fire is stoked anew
This is the fate of the Phoenix, King of Skies Blue
From the ashes of death, shall a great flame be born
From the Great Fire’s ash, mighty Phoenix reborn
poem by Tim Vallie
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The Dragon and The Phoenix (version one)
The Dragon and The Phoenix (version one) :
The sleeping Tiger lies in a mist, covered in mystery.
Who is he, what is his purpose?
The sleeping Flame lies in a cloud, shrouded by time.
Who is she, what is her purpose?
As the could falls in the night, and mingles in the mist... the Flame touches the Tiger and both awaken. The Flame brightens and swirls around the Tiger, the Tiger roars as the flames engulf him and he transforms into the wise Dragon. The Flame crackles as the Dragon's roar sounds through the night. The crackle becomes a cry of joy as the Dragon breathes a breath of fire upon the Flame, adding his burning love to hers. The Flame turns into a fiery bird with a great
cry. A Phoenix has been born, and a Dragon has grown in the fires of love. This bond forged is stronger than steel, stronger than the very foundations of the earth.
Nothing and no one can break this love. The love of the Dragon and the Phoenix will live beyond the end of time, their hearts forever entwined. Purpose has been found, the balance formed by the Dragon and Phoenix that awakened them is their purpose. The love they share forever is a shining light for all who despair; the Dragon and Phoenix are smiled upon by the Creator for they are what he intended love between two to be.
poem by Tolly Rebeka Christian BlackWolf Hawk
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Phoenix From the Flames
Silence shields the pain
So you say nothing
Feel they've rigged the game
And you're done with lovin'
Only you can see the darkness in the northern lights
Phoenix from the Flames
We will rise together
They will know our names
Can you feel it
Shelter me from pain
I always wanna feel this way
Oh yeah
Just like a Phoenix from the Flame
Wish they'd take you back
Cos you miss heaven
Too many bags to pack
So leave them where they are
Tonight you're flying on a golden dream
Phoenix from the Flames
We will rise together
They will know our names
Can you feel it
Shelter me from pain
I always wanna feel this way
Everybody's talking
Nobody's listening
Too busy thinking about what you've
Been missing
Everybody said you're gonna take it
Too far baby now
Well come on
When you're done with lovin'
It comes down to nothing
Can you feel it
Can you feel it
Can you feel it
Phoenix from the Flames
We will rise together
They will know our names
Can you feel it
Shelter me from pain
I always wanna feel this way
Oh yeah
Just like a Phoenix from the Flame
Phoenix from the Flames
We will rise together
They will know our names
Can you feel it
Shelter me from pain
I always wanna feel this way
Oh yeah
Just like a Phoenix from the Flame
Why don't you come and deny it
You know you can't deny it
I always wanna feel this way
Just like a Phoenix from the Flames
song performed by by Robbie Williams from I've Been Expecting You
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Phoenix Of My Heart
What goes on in your mind
When you said late at night
Ill shake it all up
Ill shake it all off
Ill shake it all up
Ill shake it all off
You know Ive got this feeling
You have this sense of freedom
There is a slow sensation in hesitating
In your arms, Im losing hold
Phoenix of my heart
Here she comes
Here she goes
Phoenix of my heart
Shes the phoenix of my heart
Here she comes
Here she goes
Phoenix of my heart
She comes in like a river
And leaves like the wind
Shes always in a hurry
She moves like a hurricane
Once again
Shes the phoenix of my heart
Shes the phoenix of my heart
Shes the phoenix of my heart
Here she comes
Here she goes
Here she comes
Here she goes
Listen
Wild thing you make my heart sing
Wild thing you make my heart sing
song performed by by Xymox
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Phoenix Of My Heart
What goes on in your mind
When you said late at night
Ill shake it all up
Ill shake it all off
Ill shake it all up
Ill shake it all off
You know Ive got this feeling
You have this sense of freedom
There is a slow sensation in hesitating
In your arms, Im losing hold
Phoenix of my heart
Here she comes
Here she goes
Phoenix of my heart
Shes the phoenix of my heart
Here she comes
Here she goes
Phoenix of my heart
She comes in like a river
And leaves like the wind
Shes always in a hurry
She moves like a hurricane
Once again
Shes the phoenix of my heart
Shes the phoenix of my heart
Shes the phoenix of my heart
Here she comes
Here she goes
Here she comes
Here she goes
Listen
Wild thing you make my heart sing
Wild thing you make my heart sing
song performed by by Xymox
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0408 The Phoenix Museum
A sightseeing phoenix a sign espied:
'This way to the Phoenix Museum';
A little homesick, went inside;
Looked for friends; but couldn't see 'em.
In hindsight, the title's
Just a little rash;
The Phoenix Museum
Is now a pile of ash...
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Within The Mist Is Fire
Inspired by your inspiration
An inspiration I inspire
Through the ashes,
RISES...
A red phoenix, on fire
A mothers nature, Is to nurture
A poets words, will paint a picture
The path of my people
Diverged while unfostered
Left to the winds to recapture
The ways of my people
I preserve with great care
Like the phoenix
I rise from the ashes
The flame in my heart
The four winds in my hair
Like the phoenix
We will rise from the ashes
poem by Marcus McKinley
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People wonder if I'll always be a part of this family and the answer is yes. My family has a lot of good energy going in one direction and because of it, we get a lot of things done. That's why I'll always spend a lot of time at Camp Phoenix.
quote by River Phoenix
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A silly sylvan, kissing heav'n-born fire
A silly sylvan, kissing heav'n-born fire,
Scorched his lips for his so fond desire:
I, not so fond, but gaz'd whilst such fire burned,
And all my heart straight into flames was turned.
The sylvan justly suffer'd for his kiss,
His fire was stol'n and stol'n things go amiss;
But I, alas! unjstly for to have her,
Her heav'nly fire the gods and graces gave her.
poem by John Wilbye
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Rime 208
Love made me such that I live in fire
like a new salamander on earth
or like that other rare creature, the Phoenix,
who expires and rises at the same time
poem by Gaspara Stampa
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Sonnet XIV: If He From Heav'n
If he from Heav'n that filch'd that living fire
Condemn'd by Jove to endless torment be,
I greatly marvel how you still go free
That far beyond Prometheus did aspire.
The fire he stole, although of heav'nly kind,
Which from above he craftily did take,
Of lifeless clods us living men to make,
He did bestow in temper of the mind;
But you broke into Heav'n's immortal store,
Where Virtue, Honor, Wit, and Beauty lay,
Which taking thence you have escap'd away,
Yet stand as free as e'er you did before;
Yet old Prometheus punish'd for his rape.
Thus poor thieves suffer when the greater 'scape.
poem by Michael Drayton
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Male Phoenix Pleads With Female Phoenix
This male phoenix has returned to his old home,
from roaming the four seas searching for his mate.
Time was not yet ripe, there was no way to meet her;
then what a surprise: this evening I come up to this hall,
and there's a dazzling maiden in the women's quarters.
The room near but she far: this poisons my guts.
How can we entwine our necks like mandarin ducks?
How can we flutter about, and together soar?
Lady phoenix, lady phoenix: come with me and nest,
be supported, breed with me, forever be my wife,
exchange love in the usual way, our hearts harmonious:
at midnight if you follow me who will know?
Our wings together will rise, fluttering as high we fly.
If your are unmoved by my feelings, I will be miserable.
poem by Ssu-mu Hsiang-ju
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The Phoenix
A Female Friend advis'd a Swain
(Whose Heart she wish'd at ease)
Make Love thy Pleasure, not thy Pain,
Nor let it deeply seize.
Beauty, where Vanities abound,
No serious Passion claims;
Then, 'till a Phoenix can be found,
Do not admit the Flames.
But griev'd She finds, that his Replies
(Since prepossess'd when Young)
Take all their Hints from Silvia's Eyes,
None from ARDELIA's Tongue.
Thus, Cupid, of our Aim we miss,
Who wou'd unbend thy Bow;
And each slight Nymph a Phoenix is,
When Love will have it so.
poem by Anne Kingsmill Finch
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A Ridge
Sunlight morning is pink-
Peaceful like a ridge,
Though, eternal fires burned
Of the phoenix wing...
poem by Tsira Gogeshvili
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Sonnet I: Favour'd by Heav'n
Favour'd by Heav'n are those, ordain'd to taste
The bliss supreme that kindles fancy's fire;
Whose magic fingers sweep the muses' lyre,
In varying cadence, eloquently chaste!
Well may the mind, with tuneful numbers grac'd,
To Fame's immortal attributes aspire,
Above the treach'rous spells of low desire,
That wound the sense, by vulgar joys debas'd.
For thou, blest POESY! with godlike pow'rs
To calm the miseries of man wert giv'n;
When passion rends, and hopeless love devours,
By mem'ry goaded, and by frenzy driv'n,
'Tis thine to guide him 'midst Elysian bow'rs,
And shew his fainting soul,--a glimpse of Heav'n.
poem by Mary Darby Robinson
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His Phoenix
THERE is a queen in China, or maybe it's in Spain,
And birthdays and holidays such praises can be heard
Of her unblemished lineaments, a whiteness with no stain,
That she might be that sprightly girl trodden by a bird;
And there's a score of duchesses, surpassing woma-kind,
Or who have found a painter to make them so for pay
And smooth out stain and blemish with the elegance of his mind:
I knew a phoenix in my youth, so let them have their day.
The young men every night applaud their Gaby's laughing eye,
And Ruth St. Denis had more charm although she had poor luck;
From nineteen hundred nine or ten, Pavlova's had the cry
And there's a player in the States who gathers up her cloak
And flings herself out of the room when Juliet would be bride
With all a woman's passion, a child's imperious way,
And there are -- but no matter if there are scores beside:
I knew a phoenix in my youth, so let them have their day.
There's Margaret and Marjorie and Dorothy and Nan,
A Daphne and a Mary who live in privacy;
One's had her fill of lovers, another's had but one,
Another boasts, 'I pick and choose and have but two or three.'
If head and limb have beauty and the instep's high and light
They can spread out what sail they please for all I have to say,
Be but the breakers of men's hearts or engines of delight:
I knew a phoenix in my youth, so let them have their day.
There'll be that crowd, that barbarous crowd, through all the centuries,
And who can say but some young belle may walk and talk men wild
Who is my beauty's equal, though that my heart denies,
But not the exact likeness, the simplicity of a child,
And that proud look as though she had gazed into the burning sun,
And all the shapely body no tittle gone astray.
I mourn for that most lonely thing; and yet God's will be done:
I knew a phoenix in my youth, so let them have their day.
poem by William Butler Yeats
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Phoenix
What does a phoenix do,
that is unlike a bird,
what does it do,
to be different?
A phoenix rises from ashes,
and so have I,
I guess I have a lot in common,
with this bird.
What beautiful creatures,
they truly are,
and in the dark,
they seem so strong.
But they look so shy,
and so meek,
but watch them soar,
high above the rest.
I hope one day,
I'll be like them,
soaring high above,
the weakest below.
I hope one day,
I'll be strong,
and one day,
rise from the ashes.
poem by Katherine Bryce
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Rise Of The Phoenix
A dance of the broken
the depletion of a spiritual spark
a flame of a phoenix once constant
now never to rise
Pride misled, a thirst unable to quench
a hunger unsustained, adopted by greed
just a name, seen, preyed upon for a next meal
raped to civilization standard branch
man, spit on a gift made from a strong rib
that plants a gifted seed
A gifted seed sprouts, strong enough to walk
a connection with the rib which gave life
regained a smile, a tear dropp looking
high in the heavens, a beautiful majestic flame
from the ashes the phoenix rises again
poem by Kelvin Owusu
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Life Of A Conceptual Phoenix
Life Of A Conceptual Phoenix
One: a poor block uneducated but most are honest
read a lot of books
Gorky's university of life
Two: a little bit complex in the life
buying and selling things in the small market
pursuing formal education without future
under socialist party's dictatorial administration
Three: a literary life
freedom, equality and democracy are the norms
Four: Sandwitched by obsessive ego and aggressive ego
in a paranoid and schizophrenic towns
Five: a conceptual phoenix has got back his own nature has lost for a long life
Six: Character killing happened because of
1) Inferiority complex
2) Jealousy
3) born attitude
4) black ambitious mentality cultivated
5) Fame, money and sex
6) possession of high educational pride
7) guns, power, concepts which make a man an animal
*8) lack of contemplated wisdom
9) no community sense for the good of people
10) no loving kindness
Flower Ring
Phoenix stiched on cloth
The wind breeze
Phoenix leaps
Flower floating
Dragon carved on cloak
Marching feet
Dragon flies
Cloud dancing
from The Flower Ring
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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