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To Elizabeth Bishop

Although it is a cold evening,
down by one of the fishhouses
an old man sits netting.

If this were a novel
by, say, Jack London,
something would be about to happen:
time would pass, events move on,
dramas unfold; we might see this old man again,
or we might not.

Instead, we share a moment outside time,
share our being – the old man;
Elizabeth, whose grandfather was his friend;
ourselves; knowing that, the more real this moment,
how frail our knowledge: historical, perhaps,
yet sharper, crueller, cold as this evening,
salty sharp as the encrusted herring barrels,
fluid, powered, secret, as this sultry silver water
lapping at the quay;
here, flowing, flown.

poem by Michael Shepherd
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At the Fishhouses

Although it is a cold evening,
down by one of the fishhouses
an old man sits netting,
his net, in the gloaming almost invisible,
a dark purple-brown,
and his shuttle worn and polished.
The air smells so strong of codfish
it makes one's nose run and one's eyes water.
The five fishhouses have steeply peaked roofs
and narrow, cleated gangplanks slant up
to storerooms in the gables
for the wheelbarrows to be pushed up and down on.
All is silver: the heavy surface of the sea,
swelling slowly as if considering spilling over,
is opaque, but the silver of the benches,
the lobster pots, and masts, scattered
among the wild jagged rocks,
is of an apparent translucence
like the small old buildings with an emerald moss
growing on their shoreward walls.
The big fish tubs are completely lined
with layers of beautiful herring scales
and the wheelbarrows are similarly plastered
with creamy iridescent coats of mail,
with small iridescent flies crawling on them.
Up on the little slope behind the houses,
set in the sparse bright sprinkle of grass,
is an ancient wooden capstan,
cracked, with two long bleached handles
and some melancholy stains, like dried blood,
where the ironwork has rusted.
The old man accepts a Lucky Strike.
He was a friend of my grandfather.
We talk of the decline in the population
and of codfish and herring
while he waits for a herring boat to come in.
There are sequins on his vest and on his thumb.
He has scraped the scales, the principal beauty,
from unnumbered fish with that black old knife,
the blade of which is almost worn away.

Down at the water's edge, at the place
where they haul up the boats, up the long ramp
descending into the water, thin silver
tree trunks are laid horizontally
across the gray stones, down and down
at intervals of four or five feet.

Cold dark deep and absolutely clear,
element bearable to no mortal,
to fish and to seals . . . One seal particularly
I have seen here evening after evening.
He was curious about me. He was interested in music;
like me a believer in total immersion,
so I used to sing him Baptist hymns.
I also sang "A Mighty Fortress Is Our God."
He stood up in the water and regarded me
steadily, moving his head a little.
Then he would disappear, then suddenly emerge
almost in the same spot, with a sort of shrug
as if it were against his better judgment.
Cold dark deep and absolutely clear,
the clear gray icy water . . . Back, behind us,
the dignified tall firs begin.
Bluish, associating with their shadows,
a million Christmas trees stand
waiting for Christmas. The water seems suspended
above the rounded gray and blue-gray stones.
I have seen it over and over, the same sea, the same,
slightly, indifferently swinging above the stones,
icily free above the stones,
above the stones and then the world.
If you should dip your hand in,
your wrist would ache immediately,
your bones would begin to ache and your hand would burn
as if the water were a transmutation of fire
that feeds on stones and burns with a dark gray flame.
If you tasted it, it would first taste bitter,
then briny, then surely burn your tongue.
It is like what we imagine knowledge to be:
dark, salt, clear, moving, utterly free,
drawn from the cold hard mouth
of the world, derived from the rocky breasts
forever, flowing and drawn, and since
our knowledge is historical, flowing, and flown.

poem by Elizabeth Bishop
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Carpe Diem

actually my dear, the most that matters is
now. This is the moment. There is no other.

what is inside my palm is not yours to guess
for i may not follow your wish
your dream, what is here inside me is alive

but only for this moment, there is no time to think
or imagine. This is only the moment. The now.

This is the only moment. It is now.
Hold my hand. As we pass the river of our lives.

Do not look back, as the rush of the water may be
too harsh. Look at my eyes. This is the only moment.

Do not look down at your feet. The water is flowing.
And flowing. There is nothing that you can hold

with your fingers and drink. It is and it will be impossible
to grasp, a past reality, a future possibility.

This is the only moment.This is the only truth. Grab it
with both hands and tell me. Now, is the only truth. This

moment of our lives. You hear the sound of a cascade.
That is what we are now.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Adieu...

Adieu...

I remember...

moment it would rain,
we would all come out,
n got wet.

moment its festive time,
we would all come out,
n rejoiced.

moment its beautiful evening,
we would all come out,
n played soccer.

moment anything credible,
we would all come out,
n together rejoiced.

But Alas! ! !
it changed.

moment we got internet,
nobody came out,
to get wet.

moment we joined orkut,
nobody came out,
to get back in time n overlook.

moment we started posting,
mobody came out,
they were all roasting.

Its too much a change,

moment i go back,
i get back my life n fell busy,
so many goals to achieve,
n life so full of things yet to see.

I miss my real world.

Its still not too late,
i just need to be cautious.
Now having realised the importance of time,
I know time is very precious.

Now just wanna take leave,
so long has it been,
since i realised its nothin' but myself.
-Prankul(8th No,2004)

poem by Prankul Agarwal
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No Secret Friend

I have a secret friend
No it's not what you think
My friend's not a secret
Nor is the secrets he keeps
You see he keeps his heart
On the table with me
But the rest of the world
It's secrets they see
My no secret friend
wears a joker's mask
But I can see the truth
the real, the past
My no secret friend says
his intentions are true
My no secret friend says
he has feelings for me
Does my no secret friend
have secret desires
Time will tell but till then
this moment is ours

poem by Patti Wilburn
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Shared Glass Of Wine

December-
nightness and rain-
and cold

but I'm thinking of September
another night many years ago
when it also was rainning

In a moment the feelings pass,
the thought has fled,
the issue dead

we could share a glass of wine
back when...
my friend...tested me
did I pass
did I fail

or did I just sail away
cutting across the waves of care
to where I should've been
all along and long ago

poem by Midnights Voice
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Once In A While

Once in a while I would call asking lonely to find you there
Once in a while I would call asking only to know
And once you were mine long ago when the evening was warm and free
Once you were mine when the evening was full with that glow
And who could have known wed have flown far away from the way we were
Knowing the way we were
Once in a while, once in a while
And who could have known wed have flown far away from the way we were
Knowing the way we were
Once in a while, once in a while
And who would have known, wed have flown like two birds to another place
Only to find our space
Once in a while, once in a while

song performed by by Neil Diamond
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Station Master

In the dawns early light from a long and sleepless night
She returned again this morning from her long and restless flight
And her red hollow eyes did not show her much surprise
As she lay right down beside me like she never said goodbye
Please help me stationmaster, is the evening train on time
The wells run dry up yonder theres another down the line
It was all I could bear just to watch her lying there
Disowned and ragged princess with the sun locked in her hair
So cold, so frail with her mind locked in a jail
A victim of confusion, never knowing she could fail
Please help me stationmaster, is the evening train on time
The wells run dry up yonder theres another down the line
So I rocked her to sleep and I got up on my feet
And the day was filled with sunshine as I gazed across the street
And the door seemed to say over here step this way
The station is for travelers even you must ride someday
Please help me stationmaster, is the evening train on time
The wells run dry up yonder theres another down the line
Please help be stationmaster, can I stay for just awhile
Forgive me if Im weary I aint have much - much time to smile

song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Live Every Moment

Live every moment - love every day
cus before you know it your precious time slips away.
Live every moment - love every day
cause if you dont you might just throw your love away.
I walked for seven miles this mornin. footprints in the sand.
Washed away without a warning when the water hit the land.
But I will walk on til I can no longer stand.
Ill take you by the hand and well...
Live every moment - love every day
cus before you know it your precious time slips away.
Theres water in the wind tonight.
Theres a chill in the air.
Its coolin down my skin tonight
Soakin through your hair.
Theres warmth enough within tonight
For both of us to share.
We can take it anywhere. and well...
Live every moment - love every day
cus before you know it your precious time slips away.
Sometimes I wish we could take a trip far away.
Leave all this trouble and heartache and pain for another day.
I will search for that place but til I find it all I can say is...
Live every moment - and love every day

song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
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At that Moment

At That Moment
When you looked into my eyes
When you held my hand tight
When you smiled so bright
Time seemed to slow down... Time seemed to stop somehow,
At that moment
You moved closer to me, and I moved closer to you
I felt the warmth of your lips, so soft, so beautiful
As they gently touched mine
At that moment in time
I had dreamed and imagined of that moment
Never knowing if it would be, could be, should be
But now I know without fear
That my dreams and my imagination
Were like looking at A waterless tear
like looking at a colorless photo so old
A moonless night so dark and cold...
Compared to the moment
Your lips gently touched mine
That beautiful moment in time,
So amazing, So beautiful, So wonderful.
If you could see a feeling,
Oh the colors, the sounds you would see
Of that very first moment
Of that very first beautiful kiss
What a beautiful gift, That beautiful first
KISS

poem by Daniel lee Davis
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Dont Let The Moment Pass

Lead vocal: marti webb
This golden day will be mine
For every moment in time
If time should lose her way
A symphony in the night
Of stars that dance in the light
And music far away
They say that love is but a dance
Dont let the music fade away
Dont let the moment pass
Without reason or rhyme
The sweet bouquet of the wine
Will vanish in the air
The innocence of the rose
She leaves where she goes
For all the world to share
Some days when clouds are drifting by
I open my eyes and watch them go
And wonder where they fly
Some nights orion runs too fast
I look to the stars as if to say
Dont let the moment pass
But soon a golden age is past
Just when it seemed that miracles
Where not too much to ask
And though the world may turn too fast
If it should seem like paradise
Dont let the moment pass

song performed by by Alan Parsons Project
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Oh My Lady

First they told me
That they loved me
Dressed me up in the light of gold
All they wanted was to know me
Gotta get me on before I get too old
Then they told me I was big time
Lots of favors of limosine
This might be what they told me it would be
But I'm not sure it's what I need
Not what I need
Now, won't you tell me
Oh, my lady
Where's my lady
All this glory
Where's my lady
To share it with me
Oh, to share it with me
First they told me
I could love you
And then they told me never mind
Never mind
Gotta keep those cards and letters flowing in my friend
Gotta try and have a real good
Real good time
Now wouldn't you tell me
Oh my lady
Where's my lady
All this glory
Where's my lady to share it with me
Oh to share it with me
Now woun't you tell me
Oh where's my lady
All this glory
Wherec12

song performed by by Barry Manilow
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JUst Thinking Of You

Just thinking of you as I do everyday and night..

and because of that with my inner-self I fight...

Am... I holding on to you to tight...

Or not enough... with all of my might...

You are always beautiful in my sight...

You are my GLORIOUS LIGHT...

A friend to behold...

And a friend I dream to unfold....

That moment will be like striking (gold)

That moment of my... doing your unfold...

We need what is called prime time...

While we exchange what's yours... is mine...

And vice-versa will do just fine...

Some people may it call it a crime...

But our togetherness cannot be define...

We are a health fact...from the start...

You are meant to be near and rare to my heart...

So my dear friend I need for you to know...

I'll be with you wherever you may go...
Just close your eyes and... never wish...

For...I am always your favorite dish...

There are many factors in the universe...

Which can't and will never be explained...

And our connection is just as...that... the same...

With... you I walk on water...

Your thought... make's me taller...

No needs to want to be a baller...

You are All...and then...SOME...

Be safe my friend...

I am here... to the very end....

Whisperkwane@gmail .com

poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Evening Coconut

The statue of liberty is breathing in the air
Atlantis is waiting down below.
Late at night, flashing lights are sighted in the air.
Its no secret, what everybody knows.
It really dont matter much, which way I go.
But remember to pull over in the storm.
Have you seen the evening coconut
Bobbing on the bay?
Standing on the waters edge of stone
Someone there besides you
To hear the words you say
To show you things your eyes have never known.
Evening coconut, evening coconut
Evening coconut, evening coconut
Evening coconut, evening coconut
Evening coconut, evening coconut
Evening coconut, evening coconut
The statue of liberty is breathing in the air
While atlantis is waiting down below.
Late at night, flashing lights are sighted in the air.
Its no secret, what everybody knows.
Evening coconut, evening coconut
Evening coconut, evening coconut
Evening coconut, evening coconut
Evening coconut, evening coconut

song performed by by Neil Young
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Cold Cold Change

Cold cold change, we were so excited
But you came and went so soon
Cold cold change, we were not invited
We smiled all the while we were taken in
Cold cold change, bringing in the winter
Freezing up the water, closing up the mind
One more danger, gonna have to deal with
One last moment fading all the time
But no lasting change, well we were turned around
We jumped in the air to see over the wall
No master plan, its a bad design
Significant time in spite of us all
Cold cold change, we were so excited
Waiting on the outside, waiting to begin
Left us all angry and bewildered
Laughing at the way we were taken in
You better lock the door, turn it off (the light)
Well leave the nights alone, better keep me hoping
That the change is over, the ice is gone
And when the weathers warmer you can hear me shouting yeah
(hirst/moginie)

song performed by by Midnight Oil
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Beyond Recognition

no my friend
no, you can't recognize me
any more at this moment
burnt in the firmament of
my unadulterated desire for you
i'm now reduced to
a whiff of thin vapour
quickly carried away by the wind
and in no time absorbed by ether

no friend, no
you can't recognize me
any more at this moment
i'm now a tomb with all
love and hurt accrued
buried deep within with
no epitaph inscribed

no my friend
no, you can't recognize me
any more at this moment
as i sit in a corner of a cold bed
drawing my empty limbs closer
as if they're all that's left of me...

no my friend, no
you can't recognize me
any more at this moment
as much as i can't recognize me myself
through this vacant mirror...
wait, there from a corner
i recognize you simply gazing
at nothing in particular...

why, you alone?
i recognize my self
no more...

25dec2009
01.01hrs

poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Can you keep a secret?
I ask you
I will test you
About my loneliness
It is a secret
That I keep
And I want to share
It with you
If you can keep
A secret

You cannot
Keep a secret
Today a friend
Calls
911
For me

And so
my loneliness
Has spread
From one mouth
To another
Throughout the world

And all my friends
And acquaintances
Call today
Telling me

We share the same secrets

But I am lonelier
ever
I have another secret
That I can no longer
Share with you

You cannot keep a secret

You never knew
what delicate means

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Secrets

Can you keep a secret?
I ask you
I will test you
About my loneliness
It is a secret
That I keep
And I want to share
It with you
If you can keep
A secret

You cannot
Keep a secret
Today a friend
Calls
911
For me

And so
my loneliness
Has spread
From one mouth
To another
Throughout the world

And all my friends
And acquaintances
Call today
Telling me

We share the same secrets

But I am lonelier
ever
I have another secret
That I can no longer
Share with you

You cannot keep a secret

You never knew
what delicate means

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In that cold war

The soldiers who live and died for us
Has an anniversary
As we remember their sacrifices
In that cold war

Their life had not gone to waste
Their dreams are dreams we share
And together in life and death
This day we shall bare
Of that cold war

To give a moment of silence
A time of peace
As we remember our loved ones
Who had dismiss
I thought and deed
In that cold war

Oh my friends,
My soldier friends
You remain the same
Though in life or death
You will stay our hero
The hero who gave his life for us
In that cold war

poem by Chengster Chai
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I' m Gonna Be Around

It's been so long since we took the time
To share words
From deep inside us
We're in our own world spinning our wheels
But you know how I feel
Well since the first time I took your hand
My love for you
Has just been growing
You always seem to understand
You know how I am
(chorus)
I'm gonna love you 'til the end
I'm gonna be
Your very true friend
I wanna share your ups and downs
I'm gonna be around
When you're alone 'cos I'm away
Don't be sad
Don't be afraid
I'm gonna turn my thoughts to you
Like I always do
(chorus)
I'm gonna love you 'til the end
I'm gonna be
Your very true friend
I'm gonna share your ups and downs
I'm gonna be around
Catch you when you fall
Hold you when you're down
Sharing every moment
I wanna show you all I do
I believe I've found a miracle
In you
(chorus)
I'm gonna love you 'til the end
I'm gonna be
Your very true friend
I'm gonna share your ups and downs
I'm gonna be around

song performed by by Michael Learns To Rock from Nothing To Lose
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Do Re Mi (Solo Acoustic, 1994)

If I may, and if I might
Lie me down weeping.
And if I say what it's like,
I might be dreaming.
And if I may and what is right,
Summertime this evening.
The years in his bonnet,
The things from his pocket,
The chains from his knowing life long dream.
Do Re Mi
If I may and if I might,
Wake me up and see me.
If I do and if I lie,
Find me how this evening.
And If I may, cold as ice,
I may have deceived me.
The ways in his socket,
The face from this moment.
The chains from his socket,
Bother me
Do Re Mi.
Wish me good and wish me light,
Finding how seeing.
Is in their may, I just may cry,
Follow may completely.
I'm nowhere, and if I sigh,
Save me how teaming.
And if I may and if I might,
Golden gun to bleed.
Rays in his pocket,
Rays from his wallet.
Chains from his armor,
Am I deep?
Do Re Mi

song performed by by Nirvana
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