0082 The Myself Place
When you were a child, where was it? For there's always
some place: somewhere you go, when all you want
is just to be yourself - because
it's all too much, or not enough;
you've lost what matters most, or
not sure just what you're really looking for;
and so there's nothing else to do but go
to that friendliest place on earth, that's all your very own;
the myself place.
Street cafes, bars, can sometimes be that place:
the sun shines; relaxed, you watch the passing scene
with an assumed slight superiority
that goes with the seat price;
or alcohol soothes all in friendly gaze:
they're just the actors, extras in your play; so sit; enjoy;
smile at the world with goodwill, even love;
a few more visits, it can soon become
the myself place.
Porches, stoops, verandahs -
what a brilliant idea:
put it all aside; you've fed well, so now watch the play
from the best seat in the house:
you're there in lordly public stage box, if they want to stop and talk; and
backstage there's love enough to script your every dream: meanwhile,
the myself place.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Between our dreams and then our lives.
There's a little place that lies
Between our dreams and then our lives
Its a place where we should always spend some time.
Its the place where lovers meet
Its the place that on the street
Separates me from simply what is mine.
Its the place where bank accounts
And concerns about amounts
Take second place to what it is that matters.
Its sometimes hidden in the mind
But its there for us to find
If we will only just stop idle chatter.
It's a place that is our own
It's been with us while we've grown
It's the inner peace within the outer wrapping.
It's not taught to you at school
And doesn't follow any rules
It's the soul we have and without which we're lacking.
poem by David Keig
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Definition of happiness
ITS A place we have all been to:
a place were difficulties are forgotten
were only joyful events are certain
its a place you cant go to everyday
when you get there not long enough you can stay
a place safe and secure
a shield that deflects any bad thing that could accrue
a place were poise and pride are not neglected
a place were negative thoughts, ideas are not selected
a place far away from here
a place that does not recognize fear
a place that needs along time to get to
yet you arrive and forget any negative thing you have been through
a place that effects so deep
a place were you cant fall asleep
a place that does not exist
yet we have all been there I still insist
a place that’s not defined as a dream or a fantasy
a place that is only called happiness and ecstasy
Yet it is the most beautiful place
where sound of laughter and shape of smile race
on ones face like it would be in grace
poem by Ayesha Sartawi
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What Is A Barn?
A barn is many things-
A barn is a fun place
To run, romp, and play.
It is also a place of refuge,
On hot or stormy days.
A barn is a storage place
For all your tools, grain, and hay.
It is also a place to unwind,
When you have had a tough day.
A barn becomes God's sanctuary,
When you begin to pray
It is also a place of work,
When work is needing done.
A barn is a place
Where freindships can be made
It is also a place
Where new life is born.
A barn is a place
To try with all your might
And finally when its doors are closed,
'Tis safety from the night.
A barn is a place for horses,
And it is a place for cows
A barn is also a hayloft,
Full of little meows
A barn is the Inn
Where our Savior was born
God, our Savior,
Christ, our Lord.
A barn is a work place,
A barn is a play place
A barn is a great place
A barn is a training ring...
A barn is..
Well, when it comes right
Down to it,
A barn is everything!
poem by Macy Dvirnak
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It's Not My Place
my mom and dad are always fighting and it's
Getting very un-exciting to get a good job
You need the proper schooling now who the
Hell do ya think you're fooling
But it's not my place oh-no no it's not my
Place no no no it's my-not my-not my place
In the 9 to 5 world and it's not my place
In the 9 to 5 world
And it's not my place with 9 to 5 girl
It's not my place in the 9 to 5 world
Hangin' out with lester bangs you all and
Phil spector really has it all uncle floyd
Shows on the t.v. jack nicholson, clint eastwood, 10cc
But it's not my place but it's not my place
Don't wanna be a working stiff lose my identify
'cause when it comes to working 9 to 5 there
Ain't no place for me ain't my reality, to me
Vin scelsa's on the radio ramones are hangin'
Out in kokomo roger corman's on a talk show
With allan arkush and stephen king you know
But it's not my place but it's not my place
song performed by by Ramones
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Same Place, Same Time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
The coffee’s hot
And the company is good
Conversation flows, as it should
A joke or two
And when all is said and done
We’re right back to where we begun
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
These crowded streets
I balance tight roped on the curb
Car screeches past, a scream is heard
De ja vu
Yes I’ve been here before
Time moves slowly as traffic stalls
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Break
It was good
You were sublime
I’m so glad that we spent the time
Time is short
What we have is rare
Love is oxygen with you there
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Copyright 2006 (updated 2010)
poem by Colin Coplin
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Ride My See-saw
Ride, ride my see-saw,
Take this place
On this trip
Just for me.
Ride, take a free ride,
Take my place
Have my seat
Its for free.
I worked like a slave for years,
Sweat so hard just to end my fears.
Not to end my life a poor man,
But by now, I know I should have run.
Run, run my last race,
Take my place
Have this number
Of mine.
Run, run like a fire,
Dont you run in
In the lanes
Run for time.
Left school with a first class pass,
Started work but as second class.
School taught one and one is two.
But right now, that answer just aint true.
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah ah
My world is spinning around,
Everything is lost that I found.
People run, come ride with me,
Lets find another place thats free.
Ride, ride my see-saw,
Take this place
On this trip
Just for me.
Ride, take a free ride,
Take my place
Have my seat
Its for free.
Ride, my see-saw.
Ride, ride, ride, my see-saw.
Ride, my see-saw...
song performed by by Moody Blues
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The Place
There is a place
In my heart that still dances
A place in my soul that sings
- And sings, and dances and dances -
A place so deep, so set
A place that even the mundane drudgery
The routine day-to-day
Can not kill
A place so close, so distant
A place that was, and is yet to come
A place where belief originates and lives
The birth place of
The most human humanity
The most divine divinity
A place where
Majesty, mystery and magic still speak
A place of all origins.
Some will not hear it any longer.
But, I still listen...
Waiting... hoping... trusting...believing...
The Place... is real.
It's way out there - it's everywhere...
It is ever within.
This Place... is my place.
It has called to me by name
Since the day of birth,
It's name is simple and profound;
I call him
Jesus.
He calls me
'My child.'
It's to him we go.
It's for us he came.
He is where I belong.
I am always on the Way
To the Place
Where he is.
The Place... home.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Heavan Is A Place On Earth (live)
When the night falls down
I wait for you
And you come around
And the world's alive
With the sound of kids
On the street outside
When you walk into the room
You pull me close and we start to move
And we're spinning with the stars above
And you lift me up in a wave of love...
Ooh, baby, do you know what that's worth ?
Ooh heaven is a place on earth
They say in heaven love comes first
We'll make heaven a place on earth
Ooh heaven is a place on earth
When I feel alone
I reach for you
And you bring me home
When I'm lost at sea
I hear your voice
And it carries me
In this world we're just beginning
To understand the miracle of living
Baby I was afraid before
But I'm not afraid anymore
Ooh, baby, do you know what that's worth ?
Ooh heaven is a place on earth
They say in heaven love comes first
We'll make heaven a place on earth
Ooh heaven is a place on earth
song performed by by Belinda Carlisle
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The Earth
A pale blue dot caught in a beam of light
A palace of ravishing greenery
A harmonious symphony of life
A perpetual puzzle of land and sea
A place where volcanoes vomit lava
A place where hurricanes swarm
A place where tornadoes gyrate
And yet creates itself again
The Earth
A place of ambitions
A place of emotions
A place of cruelty
A place of poverty
This is the Earth
GOD's little stage of mortality
A gateway to utopia
A gateway to immortality
poem by Shanthosh Suganthan
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I Dream of a Place Beyond
I dream of a place beyond,
Beyond the bounds of this crumbling world.
A place where the sound of laughter lightens up the day
And the sound of falling tears lingers no more.
I dream of a place beyond,
Beyond the shattering blast of lost hope
And the renewed spirit of life
Of peace and of restored trust.
I dream of a place beyond,
Beyond the decaying stench of lost life
Beyond the destruction of optimism.
I dream of a place beyond
I dream of home.
poem by Tiffny Rhodius
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Smile
Ill smile for you
Just because you'll smile for me too
They say that there is a gift to a smile
But it seems that I'm not going to smile again for a while
I'm going away to a far off place
They say I'll need my space
But I'm worried that I'll lose my way
Because of the games they play
I'm all one for games, they help keep people near
But it seems the place I'm going is one of my fears
It's not a prison of any kind
That's what they say but it plays on my mind
If it's not a cage then why the locks and bars
Where are the windows, the gardens, the stars?
It's white and clean, they say it helps but I disagree
How am I meant to smile if I can't just be me?
So I ask you this one favour only a small request
Will you come and play my games after I rest
If I'm left alone in this place I might go insane
I might lose my smile if there's only the pain and the rain
poem by Rebecca Pepper
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Colored Masks
You the people with million character and face
Absolutely in every story you find for yourself a place
Your colored characters even the best actors may find it hard to play
You're the best one in every situation and place
Your selfishness kept your soul slave
To win the glory of being the most appreciative you can make any mistake
The world is suffering but there absolutely you can't find for yourself a place
Only the world's bright side and its shining colors attracts your imagination for whom is your hard race
Hard to control your ego to convice you that all the people at this world are and deserve the same
But your selfishness has made you the hero for your cheep rat race
And every while you put on a different mask to play your new piece
And at every new script you choose a new role and face
But everywhere and always you take the best characters and place
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Saved For Someone Else
[Babyface and Keth Andes]
This was the place of our first date
It was a place we loved
That was the place we laughed
Where we had so much fun
There was the place I met her
That's where we fell in love
And it was the place where she broke my heart
So how do I tell this story
Or someone I love so much
When she lost her feelings for me
Oh how I miss her touch
Have you ever loved someone so much
It hurts like hell
To see the love that she once gave to you
She gives to someone else
Have you ever
song performed by by Az Yet from Az Yet
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Northumberland Strait
Thursday, May 15,2008
Northumberland Strait
So emperors hear that glory fleets
In no way do memories sleep
Without my stream of youth, my smile, its play
Can I now find complete
No man would stay alone with sleep
Then dreamy vision will still creep
No place, no river, no bounds will say
That ever could ours have been a better play
Without our smiles our love our place
That moons moments less our embrace
Without that turn, that look of grace
Our lives, without goal stand in place
So its said that travel must abide
To, beyond new places, to find astride boundless skies
So no place, no newness will be new
Without that love, that travel, that you
Can not we be in a pleasant place?
Embrace, so herons and waves complain to me
That sea! Its place so stricken by a shore, a boundary,
So my passion must endure
Without that smile about without
That gloss of past glory be
But no is the word so says the tune
A place under the seaside moon
Eternal lends but a moment too-
So must I say, I truly love you
All our eternities are the present
The moment is all true eternity
poem by Joseph Manduke
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1133 Heaven On Earth
Where is Heaven is there such a place?
A place where God is real and Angels dwell
Can we find Heaven - while we're here on earth
Or does your life on Earth resemble Hell?
Heaven is all around in Nature shown
The 'Gift of God' to all who are His own.
Heaven is a clearing in the woods
A place were bluebells in profusion grow
A place of solitude qnd quietness
A place where only rabbits and the badgers go.
The Angels gather there but are unseen
Except by those who have departed from this scene.
Heaven is a stretch of sandy coast
The place where Baby Angels love to play
The murmer of the sea the gentle wind
The changing panorama of each day.
And those who have departed from this life
Can live contented there as Man & Wife.
Heaven is a mountain-side retreat
A place with lovely vistas near and far
A pace that's shaped by God's almighty hand
Which urban noise and crime can never mar.
A place for our beloved who've gone before
Where Angels hover close to Heaven's Door.
Heaven's set beside a placid lake
In which are mirrored trees and clouds above
A place of peace - serenity and joy
A place of holiness - a place of love.
Martyrs and Saints sing out to God in Praise
And with the Angels serve Him all their days.
God's gift to us - right from our day of birth
The 'Joys of Heaven' - right where we are on EARTH! ! !
(John Knight - Colchester - December 2009)
poem by John Knight
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The Rape Of The World
Mother of us all
Place of our birth
How can we stand aside
And watch the rape of the wold
This the beginning of the end
This the most heinous of crimes
This the deadliest of sins
The greatest violation of all time
Mother of us all
Place of our birth
We all are witness
To the rape of the world
Youve seen her stripped mined
Youve heard of bombs exploded underground
You know the sun shines
Hotter than ever before
Mother of us all
Place of our birth
We all are witness
To the rape of the world
Some claim to have crowned her
A queen
With cities of concrete and steel
But there is no glory no honor
In what results
From the rape of the world
Mother of us all
Place of our birth
We all are witness
To the rape of the world
She has been clear-cut
She has been dumped on
She has been poisoned and beaten up
And we have been witness
To the rape of the world
Mother of us all
Place of our birth
How can we stand aside
And watch the rape of the world
If you look youll see it with your own eyes
If you listen you will hear her cries
If you care you will stand and testify
And stop the rape of the world
Stop the rape of the world
Mother of us all
Mother of us all
Mother of us all
Mother of us all
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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It's Not My Place (In The 9 To 5 World)
My mom and dad are always fighting
and it's getting very un-exciting
to get a good job
You need the proper schooling
now who the hell
do ya' think you're fooling
but it's not my place oh-no
no it's not my place no no
no it's not my -not my-not my place
in the 9 to 5 world
and it's not my place
in the 9 to 5 world
and it's not my place
with 9 to 5 girl
it's not my place
in the 9 to 5 world
hangin' out with Lester Bangs you all
and Phil Spector really has it all
Uncle Floyd shows on the t.v.
Jack Nicholson
song performed by by Ramones from Pleasant Dreams
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Home Sweet Home
I need a home
A place that I can breathe away
No need too big, no need too small
Home that's not just a house
A place where I can live peacefully
Away from the storm, away from the rain
Home that warm without lighting the fire
A place where I don't feel lonely
The greatest place, the highest place
That could be in my dream
Please God help to find
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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In the shadow of Your wing
There's a place where safety resides,
Where I can hide from all my enemies,
There's a place where The Father gracefully provides,
Where I can hear Victor's melody.
There's a place where any scar is healed,
And all my tears are wiped away,
There's a place where my soul with peace is filled,
A place where I would always happily stay.
To that place, I often run,
I lay down my fears and woes,
I enjoy the rising sun,
And my new white as snow clothes.
In the shadow of Your wings,
The safest place I have known,
Beside the still waters and the cooling springs,
In the shadow of Your wings, never alone.
When the storms of life are coming,
When the winds so angry roar,
When I feel my world is crashing,
I dream of that Golden Shore.
poem by Marius Alexandru (21 February 2021)
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Low-Tide
These wet rocks where the tide has been,
Barnacled white and weeded brown
And slimed beneath to a beautiful green,
These wet rocks where the tide went down
Will show again when the tide is high
Faint and perilous, far from shore,
No place to dream, but a place to die,—
The bottom of the sea once more.
There was a child that wandered through
A giant's empty house all day,—
House full of wonderful things and new,
But no fit place for a child to play.
poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay
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