Unicorn 9
For most of those who are graced to see it, the vision’s enough –
they bring humility, are still, drink in
this creature, which for a space of time
is in this world, and yet not of this world,
who shows them who they are, and always were –
so what is known, is known; they leave its presence
as themselves.
but some find it’s quite natural to speak,
as one might bear a sacrifice in outstretched arms
of all that is and is not of themselves.
That glorious creature does not speak; but listens:
listens with, as if, the one point of its horn which brings
its ears to its eyes; gazes as it listens; a gentle, mild, sweet gaze;
listens, gazes, with its whole wise, understanding presence;
and having spoken, or not spoken, all leave
as themselves; knowing themselves to have
the whole universe as their measure.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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She Talks About Love
Once in a lifetime....
Down at the end, the end of the line
There's a girl who waits for love
She is the one he's hoping for
But there's another one she's thinking of
She doesn't know his name, doesn't know his face
She'll recognize the feeling in any case
She'll be swept away by the flies inside
Make her beautiful, make her come alive
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, nobody cares
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, she believes in love
She falls and she falls but never laughs
In the arms of the one she wants
Fights for a dream she's never seen
In a world of rocks and stones
Ands she knows it's there, knows it does exist
A feeling oh so real, almost divine bliss
Takes her breath away, a gem beyond compare
Makes her weak in the knees, she knows that love is rare
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, nobody cares
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, she believes in love
The measure of time
Will prevent what's mine
She believes in once upon a time
Once in a lifetime
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, nobody cares
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, she believes in love
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, nobody cares
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, she believes in love
song performed by by Vitamin C
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Lifeboy
Swinging on the lifeline
Fraying bits of twine
Entangled in the remnants of the
Knot I left behind
And asking you to help me make it
Finally unwind
But God never listens to what I say
God never listens to what I say
And you dont get a refund
If you overpray
And when the line is breaking
And when Im near the end
When all the time spent leading
Ive been following instead
When all my thoughts and memories are
Left hanging by a thread
God never listens...
Stranded on this slender string
The minutes seem to last a lifetime
Dangling here between the light above
And blue below that drags me down
But God never listens to what I say
God never listens to what I say
And you dont get a refund
If you overpray
song performed by by Phish
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It's Not So Funny
Walking 'round the town with nothing to do
Rock-n-roll ringin' in my ears
Why ajust my mind, just singin' the blues
Got to find a way out of here
It's not so funny
Just a kid, nobody listens to me
Ain't got no money to do what I want
Somethin's got to set me free
You say when you grow up you'll have what you want
And everything that you need
What is the use of having it all
If you listen and never be seen
It's not so funny
Just a kid, nobody listens to me
Ain't got the money to do what I want
Somethin's got to set me free
If I could suddenly be older
I'd show them all and bring them down to my size
My parents tell me you're not the only one
There's a lot of kids around like you
If all of us kids got together for fun
We'd show you a thing or two
No no no
It's not so funny
Just a kid, nobody listens to me
Ain't got no money to do what I want
Somethin's got to set me free
It's not so funny
Just a kid, nobody listens to me
Ain't got no money to do what I want
Somethin's got to set me free
It's not so funny
I ain't got no money
It's not so funny
I ain't got no money
It's not so funny
song performed by by Quiet Riot
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Her Best Friend
He left a message on her voicemail
She saved it and she listens
She listens and burns.
She is a fool
Such a fool!
An innocent knee
Pressed against hers
Sets her alight where they touch
She is a fool
Such a fool
She listens to his beautiful words,
And lets them flow to the middle of her heart,
As she stares at the base of his throat.
She is a fool,
Such a fool
As soon as he leaves her
She feels a universe of hidden sentiments
Descend upon her tongue
She is a fool,
Because...because....
She shares him with so many just like her,
And she's the easy target amongst them all.
Alas...he'll have her gentle heart forever,
Because she is a fool
Only a fool.
© 2012
poem by Ruby Honeytip
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And The Walls Fell Down
When morning time breaks
My lonely heart aches, yeah
But no one I touch
Can tell me how much
A lonely heart takes
Cause the walls fell down
And the seas will drown
But nobody listens to my song
And the storm just broke
And the rain came down
But nobody listens to a clown
I look for your light
By day and by night
Im wasting my time
Just trying to find
Your face in my life
Cause the walls fell down
And the seas will drown
But nobody listens to my song
And the storm just broke
And the rain came down
But nobody listens to a clown
Cause the walls fell down
And the seas will drown
But nobody listens to my song
And the storm just broke
And the rain came down
But nobody listens to a clown (fade out)
song performed by by Bee Gees
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A Concerning Queen
Upon this world…From heaven she came…
As a pearl…
Lightening the hearts…
Of mankind…like a messenger…
In the medical field…
From within…Souls…
She heal…
Her inner appeal is so real…
She has that God…seal…
Not all (Doctors) carry such care…
They treat only the person who is there…
Her kindness, gut feeling and understanding…
Has brought many troops…from a circle loop…
By giving of herself….
She has shown (my kind) …
How to leave (Vietnam) …behind…
She listens…really listens…to the vet…
And with that…
Troop are beginning to see a different key…
So I thank her…
Lady of concern…
A concerning queen…
Within my heart…
Dr. Cheryl Gaines…name rings…
God has blessed this woman…
With much wisdom…
And respect…
She shows her (patients) that…
Not only a Doctor but a human being…
A woman well rounded…well grounded…
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Speak To Me
Speak to me when you're feeling alone
Hurt or lost you're thrown
Speak to me when all else fails
And nobody seem to listen
Speak to me when I'm the one you trust
Speak to me I'm all ears
Have no fears
I'm listens
Don't hold back
I won't attack
poem by Raesheka Antwine
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Unicorn 7
This forest glade, mossy, silent underfoot,
shaft of sunlight catching the quivering flight of woodland moths,
tempts even the shyest, slender deer
whose slightest nostril twitch, reveals a whole forest’s map;
the crackle of a single twig, a disappearing, graceful leap;
yet even the deer graze undisturbed
when in a thought’s space, that creature’s there;
for not proximity but presence, is what they share;
each, in peace, moves in the other’s presence;
this we know as peace.
and on the high hills where the air is ever on the move,
the eagle, circling like the first navigator
of the globe – yet seeing so much more –
glances undisturbed; with knowledge, and love, too, that’s beyond
family, or prey, when that strange, familiar white creature
with flowing mane, prances, canters, into sight; their presence shared
so far apart; so near.
and in the foamy waves, the dolphins leap and sport
around it, as that creature, open-mouthed as if in joy,
shakes from its wet and glorious mane
the salty drops of water, while the dolphins
speak to it in a language beyond beauty’s sound –
so this noble creature in its turn
undisturbed by those to whom it shows itself
beyond all perturbations of the world;
detached, yet gives itself to all;
Orpheus, or unicorn, or Muse –
to be led by such a creature, joyously,
knowing nothing of the where or here or there
but trust – this the poetry of the world.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Well I am grooming him, he has a boxing trainer that knows what he is talking about, and once he has that he is able to put everything together and he listens, and when somebody listens they are able to accomplish anything.
quote by Michael Moorer
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Mystic Sorrow
Mystic Sorrow listens for laughter
To know when it stops
So she may come after
And leave a scar in laughter's place
And listens for tears
And makes no haste
To smile and party
With the laughter she stole
And pray her days
With her problematic soul
Will forever be gone
And do her no wrong
And she may live on
Happy and whole
poem by Plague Rose
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Jerome
Each day brings its toad, each night its dragon.
Der heilige Hieronymus--his lion is at the zoo--
Listens, listens. All the long, soft, summer day
Dreams affright his couch, the deep boils like a pot.
As the sun sets, the last patient rises,
Says to him, Father, trembles, turns away.
Often, to the lion, the saint said, Son.
To the man the saint says--but the man is gone.
Under a plaque of Gradiva, at gloaming.
The old man boils an egg. When he has eaten
He listens a while. The patients have not stopped.
At midnight, he lies down where his patients lay.
All night the old man whispers to the night.
It listens evenly. The great armored paws
Of its forelegs put together in reflection.
It thinks: Where Ego was, there Id shall be.
The world wrestles with it and is changed into it
And after a long time changes it. The dragon
Listens as the old man says, at dawn: I see
--There is an old man, naked in a desert, by a cliff.
He has set out his books, his hat, his ink, his shears
Among scorpions, toads, the wild beasts of the desert.
I lie beside him--I am a lion.
He kneels listening. He holds in his left hand
The stone with which he beats his breat, and holds
In his right hand, the pen with which he puts
Into his book, the words of the angel:
The angel up into whose face he looks.
But the angel does not speak. He looks into the face
Of the night, and the night says--but the night is gone.
He has slept. . . . At morning, when man's flesh is young
And man's soul thankful for it knows not what,
The air is washed, and smells of boiling coffee,
And the sun lights it. The old man walks placidly
To the grocer's; walks on, under leaves, in light,
To a lynx, a leopard--he has come;
The man holds out a lump of liver to the lion,
And the lion licks the man's hand with his tongue.
poem by Randall Jarrell
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My Visitors This Morning
she comes early this morning
blue all over
and i give her tea and let her speak what is in her mind.
like she is a storm today,
she has given me turbulence, speaking about how abuse
can be inflicted, verbal physical emotional, against her
a woman of virtue
and intellect, she sips the tea and breaks some cookies
her breakfast today, and she continues about
what he did to her
i am listening then the door bell rings
it is him, and he gets another tea
for sympathy and he listens to her outpouring too,
these kinds of abuse
inflicted by one to another
getting to be
so normal an occurrence, that everyone seems to accept
without question,
she is his wife
the man has white hair, and balding, and his shirt
is not well ironed, his face still unwashed,
wrinkles on his face,
she is complaining about his abuses on her person
and he merely listens
and he wants to explain how these matters started
and how they may not be true
how violent can she become
when provoked by her
mood swings
her face changes from calm to something
you will not like
and she does what you may now believe
because she kicks him
she slaps him
and he merely listens
i guess, that explains the mess, that this couple
now intruding my privacy, has found themselves into,
i tell them i have other things to do today,
and since their tea is consumed, then they must now take
their leave
my morning is not that great, actually, i do not like it
and them too.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Tell You Now I'm Not The One Who You Think I Am
Being of the top I never wanted
Take it, and be gone satans son
For I am not who you want.
Of great intellects I'm not
I see my self as a hack
Because someone says your good
This is not what I do
Only as a hobby I keep telling you
But know one listens.
No one ever listens.
In time it is something I shall not be missing
Let them be the poe's
Let them be the blake's
Let them be the shakespear's and frost's
For I am not them and care nothing for the fame
I hate it, as Bob Dylan hates his fans
I tell you now I'm not the one who you think I am
I most of all hate the censorship that comes with it.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Bible in Poetry: 1 John 4
Do not believe in all spirits;
Find out if they have come from God;
False prophets have come to the world;
But how can you ascertain them?
A spirit that acknowledges
That Jesus came in flesh from God,
Is from God, Almighty Father;
And that which says that Christ isn’t Lord,
Is spirit of the antichrist,
Which you have heard is coming now,
And has already entered world.
You are from God too, dear children;
You’ve overcome the bad spirits;
The one in you is greater than
The one found in the world by man;
They’re from the world and speak like-wise;
The world listens as they entice;
Whoev’r knows God, listens to us,
As we are also from same God;
Whoever isn’t from God does not,
Then listen to us anytime.
This is the way to recognize,
The true spirit from that, that’s false!
God’s Love and Ours:
Dear friends, lets love one another,
As love comes from God the Father;
The ones who love are born of God,
For God is love and love knows God.
God showed His love for all of us,
By sending His one Son Jesus,
Into the world, die for our sins,
Like Lamb of God for sacrifice;
So that, we may then live through Him.
God’s love is not because we loved
Him, but He loved man as beloved;
We ought to love one another,
As God loved us like our Father;
No one has ev’r seen God as yet,
But if we love one another,
God will reside in us forev’r!
We live in Him and He in us,
As He has given His spirit;
We testify we’ve seen the Son,
Whom Father sent as world’s Savior;
If you acknowledge Son Of God,
God lives in him and he in God;
Therefore we know God’s love for us.
As God is love, whoever loves,
Then lives in God and God in Him;
Thus, love is made wholesome in us;
We’ll stand in confidence ‘fore God,
On Judgment-Day as we’re like Him.
There is no need for fear in love,
For, perfect love drives out all fear;
Fear comes when we await God’s rod;
Imperfect is the love with fear.
God loved us first and then we love;
The one who says, ‘I love God but
Hate my brother is a liar! ’
He who does not love his brother,
Although he has seen him so well,
Cannot love God, the unseen one;
God has given this commandment:
‘Whoev’r loves God, loves his brethren.’
poem by John Celes
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All of her days have gone soft and cloudy
All of her dreams have gone dry
All of her nights have gone sad and shady
She’s getting ready to fly
Fly away, fly away, fly away
Life in the city can make you crazy
For sounds of the sand and the sea
Life in a high-rise can make you hungry
For things that you can’t even see
Fly away, fly away, fly away
In this whole world there’s nobody as lonely as she
There’s nowhere to go and there’s nowhere that she’d rather be
She’s looking for lovers and children playing
She’s looking for signs of the spring
She listens for laughter and sounds of dancing
She listens for any old thing
Fly away, fly away, fly away
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I See You
I see you la la la la la la la la la la la la I see you
I see you la la la la la la la la la la la la I see you
I see you la la la la la la la la la la la la I see you
Sun smiling sun through the cave of your hair
Wind washing tulips out of space sitting there
I love you
At your door second floor first world war
I love you
Who listens
Tell your friend Im aware that she care
Who listens
Green specks bright spiraling out in the sky
Catch my eye turn my head have to look dont know why
I see you
Everywhere behind your hair over there
I see you
I see you though your eyes can tell lies I sympathize,
I see you
Sun smiling sun through the cave of your hair
Wind washing tulips out of space sitting there
I love you
[guitar solo]
I see you
Everywhere behind your hair over there
I see you
I love you at your door second floor first world war
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
song performed by by Yes
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I See You
I see you la la la la la la la la la la la la I see you
I see you la la la la la la la la la la la la I see you
I see you la la la la la la la la la la la la I see you
Sun smiling sun through the cave of your hair
Wind washing tulips out of space sitting there
I love you
At your door second floor first world war
I love you
Who listens
Tell your friend Im aware that she care
Who listens
Green specks bright spiraling out in the sky
Catch my eye turn my head have to look dont know why
I see you
Everywhere behind your hair over there
I see you
I see you though your eyes can tell lies I sympathize,
I see you
Sun smiling sun through the cave of your hair
Wind washing tulips out of space sitting there
I love you
[guitar solo]
I see you
Everywhere behind your hair over there
I see you
I love you at your door second floor first world war
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
song performed by by Yes
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Blister
Lately I cant breathe
Waiting theyre chasing me
No one listens but Im ok with it
Only I wonder why
If only my hands werent tied
The worlds a blister
But Im ok with it
What if I was there
What if I was scared
Im waiting for...
Theyre at my door
But Ill be back again
Lonely, Im wandering
Patrolling for enemies
No one listens but Im ok with it
song performed by by Our Lady Peace
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Mind has no logic
I am averse to my son-in-law.
He never listens to my daughter.
I am averse to my daughter-in- law.
My son listens more to her.
Mind is idiotic, no use of logic.
30.11.2001, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Falling To Pieces
Back and forth, I sway with the wind
Resolution slips away again
Right through my fingers, back into my heart
Where its out of reach and its in the dark
Sometimes I think Im blind
Or I may be just paralyzed
Because the plot thickens every day
And the pieces of my puzzle keep crumblin away
But I know, theres a picture beneath
Indecision clouds my vision
No one listens...
Because Im somewhere in between
My love and my agony
You see, Im somewhere in between
My life is falling to pieces
Somebody put me together
Layin face down on the ground
My fingers in my ears to block the sound
My eyes shut tight to avoid the sight
Anticipating the end, losing the will to fight
Droplets of yes and no
In an ocean of maybe
From the bottom, it looks like a steep incline
From the top, another downhill slope of mine
But I know, the equilibriums there
Indecision clouds my vision
No one listens
Because Im somewhere in between
My love and my agony
You see, Im somewhere in between
My life is falling to pieces
Somebody put me together
song performed by by Faith No More
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