A Pair Of Earings 1
The jewel of stone cut lights
A knife blade shaped an exquisite beauty
Quivering on my ears
I like their sound
I think it’s the way the lady bird walks
I think it’s the way the sparrow
Moves its little wings
I think it’s the light whispering into my ears
The dark wounds of a carved jewel
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Jewel
Say a big thanks to thy jewel
For your today's handsome
Thanks her for bye-gone days rebuke
For you are not the glory call short
Say a big thanks to thy jewel
For making your shoulders wings
That now in the sky like birds
Say a big thanks to thy jewel
For being a witch to make you rein
Say a big thanks to thy jewel
For being unkind for your kindness
Say a big thanks to thy jewel
..hawking locust'eans for you not to...
Say a big thanks to thy jewel
For burning extra woods
Say a big thanks to thy jewel
For being blind for your goodness
Say a big thanks to thy jewel
For ashes for your existence
Say a big thanks to thy jewel
Children with a piece of brain
Say a big thanks to thy jewel
All ye children!
That's of an ovule conceived
Always thanks your jewel
Whenever comes that memoir
That can't be erased in life dairy
In it death life call on her to dine
Say a big thanks to thy jewel
Ne'er speaks of her a broken lips
Say a big thanks to thy jewel
Always let her know, she's worth living
For all her yesteryear year fire bath
Are thy today's concrete
Say a big thanks to thy jewel
Wherever she is
poem by sanusi samuel Akanni
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Romea and Jewel
on this darkest night I find my lightest light
An uncertainty to purity, but faithful always
Forever in the shadows we must remain
My treasure, my jewel and I
Once angels, now devils advocates at play
Paris do not weep at my victory
Weep knowing that your jewel is lost in my hands
Willingly
Star crossed paths; by heavens faith we were bound
A rose aged is still a rose beautiful none the less
A rose dead is a beauty gone too soon
Oh jewel, oh suns twin, my rose, my reason for being
No matter if you here or there I shall follow
Worlds poison take me to my jewel
Take me to my last breathe
poem by Olivia Helmes
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Jewel Eyed Judy
Written by danny kirwan, mick fleetwood, and john mcvie.
Moonshine time
Thoughts of you
Spinning round
As thoughts do
I just wondered if
Your eyes still shine
As they did
When you were mine
I can see
In a dream
Thougts so clear
And jewels that gleam
Would your eyes
Still sparkle then
If we were, once again
Jewel eyed judy please come home
Jewel eyed judy dont leave me alone
Jewel eyed judy please come home
Jewel eyed judy dont leave me alone
Lovely judy
Can you see
Where it is
Youre meant to be
Where you lay
Your head tonight
May the stars
Find your light
So am i
Sitting here
Moonlight glistens
On my tears
Is this all
That we could find
Chains of memories
Left behind
Jewel eyed judy please come home
Jewel eyed judy dont leave me alone
Jewel eyed judy please come home
Jewel eyed judy dont leave me alone
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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The Green Eyed Lady
the green eyed lady
as you see
is such a grand beauty
gentle, loving eyes
seductive, when they blink
they are like
love calls
sweet to the ears
of hungry men
when she walks
(oh, she walks in beauty
and i am not original on this)
when she passes at you
she makes you grow
your jeans getting tighter
and tighter
they may tear apart
between the legs
the lady with green eyes
is asking for you
your love and nothing else
so love her
like she is the only princess
in the castles of the blooming springs
but beware, be so aware
you pain her
you betray her
the lady with green eyes
knows her ways
fed up, she returns
and be the green eyed dragon
spitting fire
burning everything
and then she flies away with her hurting wings
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Tale of a lass
Excuse me,
Excuse me people,
The lady wearing the beauty of the night upon her shoulder,
I see a glossary of flowers in your eyes,
I see your heart wearing the theme of the night,
I see the morning light glowing from contours of your anthurium lips,
Flooded with smiles as bright as Amaryllis.
Hey! excuse me lady,
This place smells of Casablanca Lilly,
You taste of cherry blossom,
Let our souls and all be inebriated,
To steep an applaud to your stylish beauty,
As I sing a song about a lady of smoking beauty,
To muck ears of boozing crowd,
Please your highness,
Let your megawatts smile tremble at the feet of my eyes.
To your daffodil jewel embellished gown,
Giving a gorgeous look and glamorous style,
To your sleeveless shoulder,
Highlighting surreptitiously,
The curvaceousness of your wholesome body,
I shall tell a tale and hail a lady of elegance,
You, my lady, I mean you.
With a smile like the breath of spring,
The flaming locks of auburn hair,
Your eyes of winkling daisies,
Let me speak onto your emerald skin.
The wonderment's of the night,
And to your ears, the gossips of the wind,
And maybe tomorrow,
If this night last our pretty follies;
what saith the cackling sunshine,
If you would let me a little closer,
I shall not hesitate to floor this tavern,
With glossary of flowers.
And then tomorrow,
You shall inscribe in the heart of many my name,
How sweetly I am,
And then till we meet again,
Shall you tell a tale about this night,
When a troubadour you met
A night of blushes and flowers.
poem by Folayemi Akande
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Six Blade Knife
Your six blade knife can do anything for you
Anything you want it to
One blade for breaking my heart
One blade for tearing me apart
Your six blade knife-do anything for you
You can take away my mind like you take away the top of a tin
When you come up from behind and lay it down cold on my skin
Took a stone from my soul when I was lame
Just so you could make me tame
You take away my mind like you take away the top of a tin
Id like to be free of it now - I dont want it no more
Id like to be free of it now - you know I dont want it no more
Everybody got a knife it can be just what they want it to be
A needle a wife or something that you just cant see
You know it keeps you strong
Yes and itll do me wrong
Your six blade knife - do anything for you
song performed by by Dire Straits
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The Elfin Artist
In a glade of an elfin forest
When Sussex was Eden-new,
I came on an elvish painter
And watched as his picture grew,
A harebell nodded beside him.
He dipt his brush in the dew.
And it might be the wild thyme round him
That shone in the dark strange ring;
But his brushes were bees' antennae,
His knife was a wasp's blue sting;
And his gorgeous exquisite palette
Was a butterfly's fan-shaped wing.
And he mingled its powdery colours,
And painted the lights that pass,
On a delicate cobweb canvas
That gleamed like a magic glass,
And bloomed like a banner of elf-land,
Between two stalks of grass;
Till it shone like an angel's feather
With sky-born opal and rose,
And gold from the foot of the rainbow,
And colours that no man knows;
And I laughed in the sweet May weather,
Because of the themes he chose.
For he painted the things that matter,
The tints that we all pass by,
Like the little blue wreaths of incense
That the wild thyme breathes to the sky;
Or the first white bud of the hawthorn,
And the light in a blackbird's eye;
And the shadows on soft white cloud-peaks
That carolling skylarks throw,--
Dark dots on the slumbering splendours
That under the wild wings flow,
Wee shadows like violets trembling
On the unseen breasts of snow;
With petals too lovely for colour
That shake to the rapturous wings,
And grow as the bird draws near them,
And die as he mounts and sings,--
Ah, only those exquisite brushes
Could paint these marvellous things.
poem by Alfred Noyes
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Sunprincess
Sunprincess
the sparkling
beauty
Born on a
blue jewel
In the vastness
of infinity
Daughter of the famous
King of Dreams
Owner of the golden
jewel
Set high
in the
heavens
Loves her father
and all things
sunny and bright
especially her unicorn
Stardust-
poem by Rachel Nichols
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For love I, too, could die (she said) nor fear it,
Such love as some of the dead queens have had
Whose sorrow matched their beauty. I could bear it,
And I think die too, to have been so glad.
With the sweet wonder in a great light lying
I would not e'en upbraid the deadly dart,
But gazing in the eyes of my Love, dying,
Passion my beauty in his aching heart.
Beyond the shadow of my own renewal
So to have set my beauty like a flame,
Quivering as Helen's — ah! that Trojan jewel,
Where all love's pride and sorrow has a name —
I, too, would take time's grandeur to the dust,
And haply in Hades smile as lovers must.
poem by Robert Crawford
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Valentine Comp Poem 2
The heart shaped card with pretty words
Be my Valentine, my dear
Is there because the poor old man
Knows if the old lady doesn’t get one
She’ll box his blinkin’ ears
9 February 1992
Author’s Note:
This little poem was read out on radio between 10 February and 13 February and won a box of heart shaped chocolates for my lady fair.
poem by David Harris
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I'm Watching You (A Mutant Romance)
Well it's ten o'clock
Jewel Jewel, and it's time to see you
Scan around the block
Oh, you Jewel in the monitor screen
I can usually find you near 42nd and 8th
A whore in a doorway (yeah)
I think I've found you Jewel, wit my T.V. beam
You know it's funny, the light in the night,
does something to your face
And the way you look, reminds me of a girl I used to want
in Junior High
The smile on your lips, and the shape of your hips,
excites me, and it makes me want to touch you
You're a whore for sure, but that's O.K.
Because I'm nothing, just another dirty spy with a T.V. eye
I can't stand it when you find a man, I wonder what he's sayin'
Does he tell you about his wife and kids at home?
Is he like me?
The one whose watching you in the night, in the night
Watching you in the night, in the night, in the night
Well you're back on the street, and I can love you
As a man can love a woman
and you know I'm here, but you think of me as a steel
machine
But, I'm watching you, all night
And, I'm watching you, all night long
I'm watching you, all night
I'm watching you, all night long
I'm watching you, all night ........
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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I'm Watching You
Well it's ten o'clock
Jewel jewel, and it's time to see you
Scan around the block
Oh, you jewel in the monitor screen
I can usually find you near 42nd and 8th
A whore in a doorway (yeah)
I think i've found you jewel, wit my t.v. beam
You know it's funny, the light in the night,
Does something to your face
And the way you look, reminds me of a girl i used to want
In junior high
The smile on your lips, and the shape of your hips,
Excites me, and it makes me want to touch you
You're a whore for sure, but that's o.k.
Because i'm nothing, just another dirty spy with a t.v. eye
I can't stand it when you find a man, i wonder what he's sayin'
Does he tell you about his wife and kids at home?
Is he like me?
The one whose watching you in the night, in the night
Watching you in the night, in the night, in the night
Well you're back on the street, and i can love you
As a man can love a woman
And you know i'm here, but you think of me as a steel
Machine
But, i'm watching you, all night
And, i'm watching you, all night long
I'm watching you, all night
I'm watching you, all night long
I'm watching you, all night ........
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Birthplace Revisited
I stand in the dark light in the dark
street
and look up at my window, I was
born there.
The lights are on; other people are
moving about.
I am with raincoat; cigarette in
mouth,
hat over eye, hand on gat.
I cross the street and enter the
building.
The garbage cans haven't stopped
smelling.
I walk up the first flight; Dirty Ears
aims a knife at me…
I pump him full of lost watches.
poem by Gregory Corso
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All About Two Friends
Two true friends they were.
A kite and a sparrow living in a tree.
They chit-chatted all day long
And forgot the rest of the world.
None an nothing could separate them
There came a dark and short man once
Who smiled and smiled at the sparrow and
Said aloud, 'It can`t be, how is it that you are here now?
The sparrow turned pale and looked at his friend, the kite.
The little man was looking into a foliage now.
Two true friends they were.
The kite murmered into the ears of his friend,
'Fear not my friend, I shall take you to another tree high and tall
And save you from this dark and short brute..come with me'.
As they flew off unto a far away tree, the'brute'down still smiled.
Two true friends they were.
The kite made the pal sit on a tall branch and said,
'It`s safe here, let me go back and ask that brute who he is? '
The bigger winged beauty flew back to old tree and the'dark brute'
And he hovered around both for some time.
The dark and the short man heard the kite speak,
'Who are you to speak to my friend and why did you speak such words? '
The smiling 'brute'said, 'Oh bird, I am the god of death and as per my book
Thy friend, the sparrow should be on the top of a far off tree
And should have been eaten by a huge snake by now, and therefore alone
I spoke to your friend words'.
Shocked, the flew back to the tree high and tall,
His friend the sparrow was not there on any branch!
Down across the shrubs was moving a big python after feasting on the prey.
The kite flew off unto the skies infinite next.
He and his late friends were two true friends.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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Piazza Piece
-- I am a gentleman in a dustcoat trying
To make you hear. Your ears are soft and small
And listen to an old man not at all,
They want the young men's whispering and sighing.
But see the roses on your trellis dying
And hear the spectral singing of the moon;
For I must have my lovely lady soon,
I am a gentleman in a dustcoat trying.
-- I am a lady young in beauty waiting
Until my truelove comes, and then we kiss.
But what grey man among the vines is this
Whose words are dry and faint as in a dream?
Back from my trellis, Sir, before I scream !
I am a lady young in beauty waiting.
poem by John Crowe Ransom
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Lesbia’s Sparrow
All you Loves and Cupids cry
and all you men of feeling
my girl’s sparrow is dead,
my girl’s beloved sparrow.
She loved him more than herself.
He was sweeter than honey, and he
knew her, as she knows her mother.
He never flew out of her lap,
but, hopping about here and there,
just chirped to his lady, alone.
Now he is flying the dark
no one ever returns from.
Evil to you, evil Shades
of Orcus, destroyers of beauty.
You have stolen the beautiful sparrow from me.
Oh sad day! Oh poor little sparrow!
Because of you my sweet girl’s eyes
are red with weeping, and swollen.
poem by Gaius Valerius Catullus
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The jewel of the air is the sun; the jewel of the house is the child.
Satans Jewel Crown
(edgar l. eden)
Now if I were a queen and a ruler of nations,
With diamonds and jewels profound
Well, Id rather know that I had salvation
Than to know my reward
Would be satans jewel crown
Ive worm it so long but God for my
Soul has reached down
His love set me free
He made me his own, and helped me cast off
Satans jewel crown
Oh, the life that I live so sinful and needless,
Drinkin and runnin around
All the things that I do for the love of the devil
I know my reward
Will be satans jewel crown
Satans jewel crown
Ive worn it so long
But God for my soul has reached down
His love set me free
He made me his own, and helped me cast off
Satans jewel crown
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Satan's Jewel Crown
Now if I were a queen and a ruler of nations,
With diamonds and jewels profound
Well, I'd rather know that I had salvation
Than to know my reward
Would be Satan's jewel crown
I've worm it so long but God for my
Soul has reached down
His love set me free
He made me His own, and helped me cast off
Satan's jewel crown
Oh, the life that I live so sinful and needless,
Drinkin' and runnin' around
All the things that I do for the love of the devil
I know my reward
Will be Satan's jewel crown
Satan's jewel crown
I've worn it so long
But God for my soul has reached down
His love set me free
He made me His own, and helped me cast off
Satan's jewel crown
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Jewels of the night
jewels of the night
you have to shine bright
to cut across the razor the dark
this night.
The pendent earrings you have
Shine in the growing dark:
The flames are leaping
And shadows flickering
This night.
And you
And you
Sweet jewel of the night
Sweet dark jewel
Whenever you smile
Your teeth shine in the night
So bright
So bright.
poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
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