To a younger poet
Well, thanks for asking - quite a nice surprise...
first off, you have my passionate support -
for how could I believe in any less
of poetry, its value and its power?
And I know well of you, that despite all
your youthful, quick impatience, so sharp shown
to those, the wrinkly; grey; not keen on change -
you'd like to hear our comments on your work;
yes, even to reject them, red of face...
But spare a thought for ageing minds and hearts -
like comfortable kitchen-cupboard store
in that beloved house of realised dreams
where we can now at last just be ourselves,
where favourite brands cram out the sagging shelves
with jars not opened for too many a year -
more for sentiment, than for some new cuisine;
there's not much room for untried brands, alas -
'despite the fervour with which youth may praise
the heart-wrench of those wild love-seeking days,
or praise in detail Her so unique sight
to eyes so red from passionate wild night'...
there's not much room for endless rhymes for love
now, in the store-room of our ageing hearts;
we've been there, got the Tshirt (somewhere there, and
rotting from the dazzling blue sea's salt
of love's abundance, into which we two splash-dived) :
So please excuse us if we don't pour praise -
however fine your wild and winning ways;
we're poetry-besotted; live in thought;
know this: our passionate and full support.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Storeroom
I love you, without caring whom you love.
My hands below the belt, or my hands above
in the arms of other men,
or in my bed again.
It's just a man,
Taking what he needs,
From the store room,
Store room, store room.
I love to see you sitting there upon your throne,
your preachers all around you
being bored, and your prophet straight and tall.
And yet they'll undermine it all.
Just a man, just a man,
taking what he needs,
from the store room,
store room, store room.
Yeah, Shakespeare said it all, then he said no more
and he left me feeling just like a two bit whore.
Well the silence broke my heart, but yes
I spread my legs apart.
It's just a man ...
?????
?????
The hermit in the Wild,
the parent in the child.
Just a man ...
Oh my love, let us unpin you,
???? you done, bringing more:
the mother and the father, the daughter and the son.
But should one refuse to come, it does not subtract the sum
It's just a man ...
It's not a (due?) of burning pounds that ruins your mind
like a spoon that you turn and you turn and you don't unwind,
Though these wars that you did not stop,
they don't tear your sleep apart.
It's just a man ...
???? that keeps you up,
What a (moon?) coming like a headlight through the window
Not the thumbnail of a screen, (?)
No best way to dream (?)
It's just a man ...
Now the woman by your side is she awake?
But there's nothing you want to give her,
and there's nothing that you really want to take.
You don't even try to prove that the noisy neighbor's making love. (?)
It's just a man ...
I love you without caring whom you love ...
song performed by by Leonard Cohen
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A Glory Gone
What is my thought of you, beloved one,
Now you have passed from me and gone your ways?
Glory is gone with you from stars and sun,
And all wise meaning from the nights and days.
There is no colour, no delight, no praise
In the deep forest, where your dear eyes shone,
Nor any dryad face with cheeks ablaze
To paint the glades grown sere as Avalon.
--What is my thought of you? No thought have I
But just to weep the pity of lost things,
Grieve with the wind, and rain tears with the rain.
The sun may smile, who knows, in a blue sky,
To--morrow? But to--day Hope's passionate wings
Are folded and Love waits on only Pain.
poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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Splash
I called you on the phone
You knew it was me all along
You didn't even say hello
Cause you don't need words to let me know
All the things that you do to me
You fulfill my every fantasy
Splash - I'm under your power
Splash - I could go for hours
Splash - You could devour me
And I'd only want you more
Oh, when you make love to me
There's things I never thought I'd see
I cherish [...]
[...] in every sea
Oh, I love when you play with me
Ask your mom if you could stay with me
Splash - I'm under your power
Splash - I could go for hours
Splash - You could devour me
And I'd only want you more
Our love is a rhythm
Together we'll have so much fun
You go from room to room
Leaving traces of your sweet perfume
If I could I'd bottle it
Everybody should know the feelin' I get
When I'm in your cool embrace
Your lips, your arms, your legs, your face
Splash - I'm under your power
Splash - I could go for hours
Splash - You could devour me
And I'd only want you more
I want you more and more and more
Splash
Splash
Splash
Splash
Splash
Splash.
song performed by by Prince
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Wild Is Love
(dorothy wayne, ray rauch)
(chorus sings:)
Wild is love!
Wild is love!
Wild-wild-wild
Is love!
(nats spoken words:)
As a rule, mans a fool.
When its hot, he wants it cool.
When its cool, he wants it hot.
Always wanting
What is not.
(nat sings:)
Wild is love
Whenever two hearts meet,
Wild is love,
Bitter, but oh so sweet.
And I know
I must go
Wherever love takes me,
Whatever love makes me,
I will be!
Like a fire
Burning beyond control,
Wild is love
Deep in my heart and soul
And though wild as the wind
And wild as the rolling sea,
Nothing could ever be
As wild as love.
~interlude~
And I know
I must go
Wherever love takes me,
Whatever love makes me,
I will be!
~interlude~
And though wild is the wind
And wild is the rolling sea,
Nothing could ever be
As wild as love...
As wild as love...
As wild as love...
As wild is love!
song performed by by Nat King Cole
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Wild As The Wind (feat. Trisha Yearwood)
Johnny grew up
On the dark side of the law
Livin' in the shadow
Of the light he never saw
Rosie came 'round
In the way that true love does
Just when you're lookin' elsewhere
For the thing that never was
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
So they team up
And they traveled on thier way
Lookin' for forever
For every yesterday
She brings him hope
In the way that Angels do
Takin' him to heaven
In ways he never knew
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
Wild as the wind
Every so often
He gets a stray look in his eye
She knows how to hold him
Without ever askin' why
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
song performed by by Garth Brooks
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Wild As The Wind
Johnny grew up
On the dark side of the law
Livin in the shadow
Of the light he never saw
Rosie came round
In the way that true love does
Just when youre lookin elsewhere
For the thing that never was
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
So they team up
And they traveled on thier way
Lookin for forever
For every yesterday
She brings him hope
In the way that angels do
Takin him to heaven
In ways he never knew
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
Wild as the wind
Every so often
He gets a stray look in his eye
She knows how to hold him
Without ever askin why
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
song performed by by Garth Brooks
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Wild Hearts Run Out Time
You're gone again this morning.
How long will you keep running on and on.
Can't you see the warning.
I need you more than ever.
Before you're gone forever.
Please don't let your heart run out of time.
Wild hearts run out of time.
When you're up against the night.
Don't stand there all alone.
In the dying of the light.
Wild hearts run out of time.
And you'll need a love like mine.
To show you hope is there.
In the sunshine of your mind.
Wild hearts run out of time.
Don't let this old world turn you.
Dont' let the wild life hurt you anymore.
Don't let the bright lights burn you.
Please don't stand there crying.
Because the time is flying.
I can't let your heart run out of time.
Wild hearts run out of time.
When you're up against the night.
Don't stand there all alone.
In the dying of the light.
Wild hearts run out of time.
And you'll need a love like mine.
To show you hope is there
In the sunshine of your mind.
Wild hearts run of time.
It could be yours or mine.
It happens all the time.
Wild hearts run out of time.
It could be yours or mine.
It happens all the time.
Wild hearts run out of time.
Wild hearts run out of time.
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Shelter From The Rain
When our hearts were young
We put our hands into the flames
Felt the heat from our emotions
We had fire in our veins
All those night wed spend
Alone in your room
Though my silent thoughts
I still remember
We would use the power of love
Free our souls in endless love
We would sacrifice
Our hopes and dreams
Because without love
Our world would surely die
When our hearts were young
We never thought that
Life would change
Now the seasons go on
Oh why do we shelter from the rain
And all those nights wed spend
Alone in your room
Through my silent thoughts
I still remember
When our hearts were young
We had fire in our veins
And each time we touched
Wed melt in the flames
When our hearts were young
We knew pleasure, we knew plain
But each time we kissed
Wed burn in the flames
Feel the fire in our veins
When our hearts were young ...
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Salvation Jane
One chain to the mountain
Two feet in the chain
Three fires approaching
Four hours away
A sol invictus the invicible sun
The night is almost come
Five times the assassin
Six species destroyed
Seven valleys are numbered
Eight years till they're gone
Just when I thought
I'd die on this rock
I see a face I know
Salvation Jane
Wild wild flower of love
Salvation Jane
You've got the power to change
You're such an easy prey
Nine times the protector
Ten years and a day
Eleventh hour we're facing
Twelve o'clock in the sun
Oh mother nature
We're trying to kill you
Such greedy fools
Salvation Jane
Wild wild flower of love
Salvation Jane
Wild wild flower of love
You've got the power to change
You're such an easy prey
Salvation Jane
Wild wild flower of love
Salvation Jane
You've got the power to change
You're such an easy prey
Thirteen grand designs
Fourteen you're walking the wire
Fifteen is when you're lonely
Sixteen is a long way there
Seventeen is a whisper
Eighteen is a whirl
Nineteen is a mother
Twenty minutes ago
Salvation Jane
Wild wild flower of love
Salvation Jane
Wild wild flower of love
Salvation Jane
You've got the power of love
Salvation Jane
You've got the power to change
You're such an easy prey
Salvation
Salvation
Salvation
Submitted by Michael Hack
song performed by by INXS
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Her Eyes
Up from the street and the crowds that went,
Morning and midnight, to and fro,
Still was the room where his days he spent,
And the stars were bleak, and the nights were slow.
Year after year, with his dream shut fast,
He suffered and strove till his eyes were dim,
For the love that his brushes had earned at last, --
And the whole world rang with the praise of him.
But he cloaked his triumph, and searched, instead,
Till his cheeks were sere and his hairs were gray.
"There are women enough, God knows," he said. . . .
"There are stars enough -- when the sun's away."
Then he went back to the same still room
That had held his dream in the long ago,
When he buried his days in a nameless tomb,
And the stars were bleak, and the nights were slow.
And a passionate humor seized him there --
Seized him and held him until there grew
Like life on his canvas, glowing and fair,
A perilous face -- and an angel's, too.
Angel and maiden, and all in one, --
All but the eyes. -- They were there, but yet
They seemed somehow like a soul half done.
What was the matter? Did God forget? . . .
But he wrought them at last with a skill so sure
That her eyes were the eyes of a deathless woman, --
With a gleam of heaven to make them pure,
And a glimmer of hell to make them human.
God never forgets. -- And he worships her
There in that same still room of his,
For his wife, and his constant arbiter
Of the world that was and the world that is.
And he wonders yet what her love could be
To punish him after that strife so grim;
But the longer he lives with her eyes to see,
The plainer it all comes back to him.
poem by Edwin Arlington Robinson
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The praisers
You might not spot them in a crowd –
but for that certain stillness of the self-contained:
in conversation, not until some detail
of an action, person, or a deed
sparks their mind; then from their heart -
not, pours – but rather, in a fine, fine stream
of exquisite precision, flows - their praise:
as if their whole self gives itself to you
in some new form of thought, in which
there is no longer, they and you –
you are united in exalted praise;
and their eye shines – inviting you to join
a world above: perhaps they sum the virtue
of a person, action, deed; and yet,
while they are speaking, praise is seated there
above the virtues; they are prophets, seers,
visionaries of that which in our praise, we are..
and perhaps, you try to join them in your speech –
how awkwardly praise sits upon your tongue!
you, who prided so yourself, a balanced judge
of all your fellow humans…find yourself
now at some sad and puny tongue-tied loss..
so, practise, in ourselves, a year or two –
(there’s silent praise – the eye gives that away…)
and praise the praiseful in their mighty work:
another world awaits: where we become
the prophets of ourselves in timeless life.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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When We Oooo
Can't get enough of you
When we oooo
Hello my love
Wish you were here
So many things in my heart
That I'd like to share
A few warm thoughts
A subtle smile
Our conversation through silence
Could last all night
At ease my mind
To see your face
Those sexy eyes could calm
A heart of rage
You speak my name
I touch your hand
The chemistry only true love could understand
You've opened my soul to happiness
And shown me new ways of love
Smooth is life's travels with you beside me
I'll never walk alone
Can't get enough of you
When we oooo
Can't get enough of you
When we oooo
Can't get enough of you
You give of you
All you can give
You've taught me love laugh
you've taught me to live
At rainbow's end
That pot of gold
Can't hold a lie to you
'cause you're my heart and soul
Such passionate love that we make
In tune our bodies are one
When loving's done the passions still strong
'cause spiritually we are as one
Can't get enough of you
When we oooo
Can't get enough of you
When we oooo
Can't get enough of you
When I oooo
Can't get enough of you
When we oooo
Can't get enough of you
Such passionate love that we make
In tune our bodies are one
When loving's done the passions still strong
'cause spiritually we are as one
Can't get enough of you baby
When we oooo
Can't get enough of you
When we oooo
Can't get enough of you
When I oooo
Can't get enough of you
When we oooo
Can't get enough of you
song performed by by Janet Jackson from All For You
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When We Oooo
Can't get enough of you
When we oooo
Hello my love
Wish you were here
So many things in my heart
That I'd like to share
A few warm thoughts
A subtle smile
Our conversation through silence
Could last all night
At ease my mind
To see your face
Those sexy eyes could calm
A heart of rage
You speak my name
I touch your hand
The chemistry only true love could understand
You've opened my soul to happiness
And shown me new ways of love
Smooth is life's travels with you beside me
I'll never walk alone
Can't get enough of you
When we oooo
Can't get enough of you
When we oooo
Can't get enough of you
You give of you
All you can give
You've taught me love laugh
you've taught me to live
At rainbow's end
That pot of gold
Can't hold a lie to you
'cause you're my heart and soul
Such passionate love that we make
In tune our bodies are one
When loving's done the passions still strong
'cause spiritually we are as one
Can't get enough of you
When we oooo
Can't get enough of you
When we oooo
Can't get enough of you
When I oooo
Can't get enough of you
When we oooo
Can't get enough of you
Such passionate love that we make
In tune our bodies are one
When loving's done the passions still strong
'cause spiritually we are as one
Can't get enough of you baby
When we oooo
Can't get enough of you
When we oooo
Can't get enough of you
When I oooo
Can't get enough of you
When we oooo
Can't get enough of you
song performed by by Janet Jackson
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Poem in Prose
This poem is for my wife.
I have made it plainly and honestly:
The mark is on it
Like the burl on the knife.
I have not made it for praise.
She has no more need for praise
Than summer has
Or the bright days.
In all that becomes a woman
Her words and her ways are beautiful:
Love's lovely duty,
the well-swept room.
Wherever she is there is sun
And time and a sweet air:
Peace is there,
Work done.
There are always curtains and flowers
And candles and baked bread
And a cloth spread
And a clean house.
Her voice when she sings is a voice
At dawn by a freshening spring
Where the wave leaps in the wind
And rejoices.
Wherever she is it is now.
It is here where the apples are:
Here in the stars,
In the quick hour.
The greatest and richest good,
My own life to live in,
This she has given me --
If giver could.
poem by Archibald MacLeish
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Five Years
Pushing thru the market square, so many mothers sighing
News had just come over, we had five years left to cry in
News guy wept and told us, earth was really dying
Cried so much his face was wet, then I knew he was not lying
I heard telephones, opera house, favourite melodies
I saw boys, toys electric irons and t.v.s
My brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare
I had to cram so many things to store everything in there
And all the fat-skinny people, and all the tall-short people
And all the nobody people, and all the somebody people
I never thought Id need so many people
A girl my age went off her head, hit some tiny children
If the black hadnt a-pulled her off, I think she would have killed them
A soldier with a broken arm, fixed his stare to the wheels of a cadillac
A cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest, and a queer threw up at the sight of that
I think I saw you in an ice-cream parlour, drinking milk shakes cold and long
Smiling and waving and looking so fine, dont think
You knew you were in this song
And it was cold and it rained so I felt like an actor
And I thought of ma and I wanted to get back there
Your face, your race, the way that you talk
I kiss you, youre beautiful, I want you to walk
Weve got five years, stuck on my eyes
Five years, what a surprise
Weve got five years, my brain hurts a lot
Five years, thats all weve got
Weve got five years, what a surprise
Five years, stuck on my eyes
Weve got five years, my brain hurts a lot
Five years, thats all weve got
Weve got five years, stuck on my eyes
Five years, what a surprise
Weve got five years, my brain hurts a lot
Five years, thats all weve got
Weve got five years, what a surprise
Weve got five years, stuck on my eyes
Weve got five years, my brain hurts a lot
Five years, thats all weve got
Five years
Five years
Five years
Five years
song performed by by David Bowie
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Of Poetry
Of poetry, beautiful is the name,
For my heart has manufactured its claim
Of words that adjusted it to flame.
Of poetry, wonderful is the power,
For my heart has blossomed like the light flower
With rosiness it arranges in shower.
Of poetry, tremendous is the peak,
For my heart through and through its beat did speak
Of profoundness that boosted it to tweak.
Of poetry, creative is the work
For my heart, in thought imagery did lurk.
Along inspiration, up it did perk.
Of poetry, heavenly is the joy,
For my heart smelt it like a baby boy
Of whiteness who does with glee to employ.
Of poetry, authentic is the life,
For my heart has acquired truth that is rife,
Decent in harmony to free it from strife.
Of poetry, intimate is the food,
For my heart to be lightened with high mood,
Be nutrified in a circumstance good.
Of poetry, radiant is the light,
For my heart got the view of sunshine bright,
It ascended up to the sky in flight.
Of poetry, elating is the drink,
For my heart towards merriment to link
Ever so aeonian to it to think
Of poetry, delightful is the sound,
For my heart to its music rich, is bound.
Bliss of paradise that soared in is found.
Of poetry, passionate is the love,
For my heart comports mildly like the dove
Shining with a lot of warm light above.
poem by Obinna Kenechukwu Eruchie
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Wild Hearts Run Out Of Time
Roy orbison/will jennings
Youre gone again this morning.
How long will you keep running on and on.
Cant you see the warning.
I need you more than ever.
Before youre gone forever.
Please dont let your heart run out of time.
Wild hearts run out of time.
When youre up against the night.
Dont stand there all alone.
In the dying of the light.
Wild hearts run out of time.
And youll need a love like mine.
To show you hope is there.
In the sunshine of your mind.
Wild hearts run out of time.
Dont let this old world turn you.
Dont let the wild life hurt you anymore.
Dont let the bright lights burn you.
Please dont stand there crying.
Because the time is flying.
I cant let your heart run out of time.
Wild hearts run out of time.
When youre up against the night.
Dont stand there all alone.
In the dying of the light.
Wild hearts run out of time.
And youll need a love like mine.
To show you hope is there
In the sunshine of your mind.
Wild hearts run of time.
It could be yours or mine.
It happens all the time.
Wild hearts run out of time.
It could be yours or mine.
It happens all the time.
Wild hearts run out of time.
Wild hearts run out of time.
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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House of Love
Our love is so high as the ceilings.
Your love have me catching so many feelings.
I wash your pain away like a bubble bath.
Every problem you had I always solve the math.
Our love is beautiful colors of crafts.
The hallways I see you walk slowly in your path.
To the room where the moon is shining through the blinds of the window.
Me and you never see a tomorrow.
Because everyday I am your hero.
We might have differences because i am a libra and you a leo.
We make chemisty in the kitchen and your sweet love is like a cool aid to my heart.
A sweet feeling that have my heart healing.
Our hearts is filled in a living room full of space.
We are both comfortable and compatible we tie up together like shoe lace.
Your beautiful face I stay focus without losing a trace.
When I look at you, I never see fate or hate.
We always mate when its late.
Our love is never fake.
I hold the keys to your heart and open the door.
I found a house of love.
Together we like a house of love.
Built with emotions that are bonded and constructed as bricks.
Our complications are always fixed.
poem by Anteaus Berryhill
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Jauch
I am smiling like the ocean that can be viewed from my porch,
And i thank you for such a wonderful kiss;
For you are very creative!
You passionate love has touched my heart,
And i can't really live without you oh Jauch!
Because i do reflect on you day and night,
And i will always prepare my room for you on this love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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See and Share
The gleam of moonlight on the sea.
The sun’s heat haze across the moor,
are both of them a part of me.
Seen through the ever open door
to my own world of fantasy.
Where my wild spirit can explore.
a different reality,
providing memories I store.
Recording them as poetry,
so I can share them with my friends
Who praise my versatility.
Here, inspiration never ends.
I do not write my poetry.
How can I make you understand,
it is my poetry writes me.
Fresh new tales from fairy land
That’s where I always long to be.
But even I obey the rules
Sometimes I do act sensibly
to prove that poets are not fools.
We have the power to break free
From physics rules of gravity
Describe the wonders that we see
with pristine perfect clarity.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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