Swans l
Unruffled, they sailed the seas
their wings set proudly back on racks of air
stiffly but fluently, blown by the breeze
quasi-mechanically
showing all the world no care;
or like a canon with twin, similar themes
that ether-tread the air on one another's
scruffled moccasins, like brothers
heel, in file, shore to shore.
Now back and forth, they swing
placid, in my mind, drawing dreams on dream
ribbons and spider-tethers wound in their bills-
sole and only labor due them:
freer than ducks at carnivals
although they never sing
for that would mean that death's come, so they go
drifting mutely, studying their faces in the quick
dipping a dripping head below
in liquid jade.
I recall one sorry soul
council insinserity,
I so young, by riverside: vessels of treachery
that haul unwary children down
to walk the murky bottoming and drown
like Gulliver bound up
in sodden reed to helpless fixity-
yet, of treachery they seemed to me
Guiltless....
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Drifting Too Far
Out on the perilous deep,
Where danger silently creeps,
And storm's so violently sweeping,
You're drifting too far from shore.
Chorus:
Drifting too far from shore,
You're drifting too far from shore,
Come to Jesus today,
Let Him show you the way
You're drifting too far from shore.
Today, the Tempest rose high,
And clouds o'er shadow the sky.
Sure death is hovering neigh,
You're drifting too far from shore.
Drifting too far from shore,
You're drifting too far from shore,
Come to Jesus today,
Let Him show you the way
You're drifting too far from shore.
Why meet a terrible fate?
Mercies abundantly wait.
Turn back before it's too late
You're drifting too far from shore.
Drifting too far from shore
You're drifting too far from shore (peaceful shore)
Come to Jesus today. Let him show you the way
You're drifting too far from shore...
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Drifting Too Far From The Shore
(traditional)
Out on the perilous deep,
Where danger silently creeps,
And storms so violently sweeping,
Youre drifting too far from shore.
Chorus: drifting too far from shore,
Youre drifting too far from shore,
Come to jesus today,
Let him show you the way.
Youre drifting too far from shore,
Today, the tempest rose high,
And clouds oershadow the sky.
Sure death is hovering nigh,
Youre drifting too far from shore.
Drifting too far from shore,
Youre drifting too far from shore,
Come to jesus today,
Let him show you the way.
Youre drifting too far from shore,
Why meet a terrible fate?
Mercies abundantly wait.
Turn back before its too late
Youre drifting too far from shore.
Drifting too far from shore
Youre drifting too far from shore (peaceful shore)
Come to jesus today. let him show you the way
Youre drifting too far from shore.
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Magic Evening
Magic evening
Thru night and waves
Mirror gleam living
In a heart that craves
Yesterday was ambiance
Now is something more
In aquatic acquaintance
To the vast shore
Magic glowing
Dream of red yellow
On heaven showing
Moments saying hello
Sea of exotic song
Dream to set sail
Romantic heart to long
In its sodden trail
Magic of sky
Thru the ember ocean
As its time goes by
With its full emotion
Love of possibilities
Morning that shall bring
Blue drifting seas
As dawn again will sing
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Bottoming Out
Im cruising fast on a motorcycle
Down this winding country road
And I pass the gravel on the foot of the hill
Where last week I fell off
Theres still some oil by the old elm tree
And a dead squirrel that I hit
But if I hadnt left, I would have struck you dead
So I took a ride instead
Bottoming out
Bottoming out
Bottoming out
Bottoming out
My doctor says, she hopes I know
How lucky I can be
After all it wasnt my blood
Mixed in the dirt that night
But this violent rage, turned inward
Can not be helped by drink
And we must really examine this and I say
I need another drink
Bottoming out
Bottoming out
Bottoming out
Bottoming out
Im tearing down route 80 east
The suns on my right side
Im drunk, but my visions good
And I think of my child bride
And on the left in shadows
I see something that makes me laugh
I aim that bike at the fat pothole
Beyond that underpass
Bottoming out
Bottoming out
Bottoming out
Bottoming out
Bottoming out
Bottoming out
Bottoming out
Bottoming out
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Sail On... unsinkable Ofw
@ Dubai - our stop over
like a ship
docking momentarily
in the oil-rich wharf
like an empty vessel
cast-off from the island - lost sea
smashed by the economic - recession tide
we're here reloading
refueling before heading back
towards our hometown sovereign shore
years of labor, backing up with
undying patience against
undeniable discrimination
culture shock, mental torture
emotional stress
nostalgic feelings
however, the dignity of our well- motivated skills
as Filipino workers
anchored in the mind of the foreign lords
the visa endower for our indispensable courage
we're voyagers
in a turbulent seas
colliding even among colleagues
as we propell against the ill-fated
windows of opportunity
and each day
countless ships arriving queuing
here in a wharf of uncertainties
from a countless emptied vessels
ready to depart from our desperate homeland
and bound to the desert shore
as acclaimed by many -
the land of proliferating prosperity
but unknown by them; by their longing kins
some vessels here are unretrievable
sunk yet in the gulf of misfortune
though few could return back at home -
if not veiled with debts;
sealed in the steel coffin of heroism
and for '' the unsinkable OFW''
Sail on..... Sail on............
for our country's economic upliftment
for our love one's unshuttered dreams
von voyage
written at Greece, International City, UAE
06 November 2010
poem by Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan
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Sail On..........Young Overseas Workers
@ Dubai - our stop over
like a ship
docking momentarily
in the oil-rich wharf
like an empty vessel
cast-off from the island - lost sea
smashed by the economic - recession tide
we're here reloading
refueling before heading back
towards our hometown sovereign shore
years of labor, backing up with
undying patience against
undeniable discrimination
culture shock, mental torture
emotional stress
nostalgic feelings
however, the dignity of our well- motivated skills
as Filipino workers
anchored in the mind of the foreign lords
the visa endower for our indispensable courage
we're voyagers
in a turbulent seas
colliding even among colleagues
as we propell against the ill-fated
windows of opportunity
and each day
countless ships arriving queuing
here in a wharf of uncertainties
from a countless emptied vessels
ready to depart from our desperate homeland
and bound to the desert shore
as acclaimed by many -
the land of proliferating prosperity
but unknown by them; by their longing kins
some vessels here are unretrievable
sunk yet in the gulf of misfortune
though few could return back at home -
if not veiled with debts;
sealed in the steel coffin of heroism
and for '' the unsinkable OFW''
Sail on..... Sail on............
for our country's economic upliftment
for our love one's unshuttered dreams
von voyage
written at Greece, International City, UAE
06 November 2010
poem by Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan
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A Child Laborer(2)
122 kinds of goods,
that are produced,
include diamond, jade, teak wood,
soccer ball, glass bangle, leather,
firework, carpet, foot wear,
rubber, gold, silver,
sweet strawberry,
and pornography.
International Labor Organization estimates
that more than 12 million working in forced labor or bondage,
that more than 200 millons of children
working in evironment with danger,
around the world in 58 countries,
where there are widespread poverty.
The big boss exploits the child labor,
Making big money is what he cares.
The products are cheap.
Low labor cost gives him profit...a big heap.
The consumers should think twice before they buy.
What if the child laborers were their daughters and boys?
These children lose their childhood of studying and playing.
Instead they are working, sweating and back-aching.
The River's Arms...
I Rushed Into The River’s Arms
It Carried Me Away
Within Its Strong, Swift Current
Amid Foam and Sunlit Spray
It Wetly Glossed My Skin
Dripping Diamonds … and Dipping Me
Close Down To The Riverbed
Deep and Wild and Murky
At First, Its Cold Nature
Shocked and Intimidated
Until I Learned Its Flow
Sweetly Invigorated …
Every Splash Upon My Flesh
Was Playful and Caressive
Every Plunge and Every Pull
Held Me Curiously and Possessive
My Body Buoyed and Bounced
Floating On Smooth Liquid
Every Sprinkle Was Sparkling
Each Velvet-Lapping, Vivid
Where Dreams Un-Drowned Had Mixed
With Waves Rimming O’er and Spilt …
Rippled and Spinned Around Rocks That Skipped
Were Danced Down Into Silken-Silt
I Kept Rising By Riverside
Thru Every Dunk and Every Dive …
Every Surge Felt So Alive
Every Soak So Synchronized
Like A Saturday Baptism
My Saturated Soul, Glistened
An Enraptured, Reborn Vision
Fresh-Rinsed … and Arisen
I Let The River Steer
So Symbolic and So Sure
It Carries To Something Greater
I’ll Find Out Just What Later …
“ River Long and River Wide
My River Song On Riverside
Traveling On The River Tides
River’s Arms Is One Sweet Ride ”
It Is Not A Pot Of Gold
But A Jade River That Flows
At The End Of A Rainbow
(Every Forest Creature Knows)
Now Sitting On Riverbank
Watching This Swishing Water-Tank
Don’t Know How I Didn’t Sank …
But I Do Know Who To Thank! …
“ River Long, Oh River Ride
My River Song … On Riverside
Traveling On Your River Tides
River’s Arms Was Open Wide
… I Rushed Into The River’s Arms and … “
Written & ©: 7/13/10
By: The MoonBee
poem by MoonBee Canady
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The Ballad of the Calliope
By the far Samoan shore,
Where the league-long rollers pour
All the wash of the Pacific on the coral-guarded bay,
Riding lightly at their ease,
In the calm of tropic seas,
The three great nations' warships at their anchors proudly lay.
Riding lightly, head to wind,
With the coral reefs behind,
Three German and three Yankee ships were mirrored in the blue;
And on one ship unfurled
Was the flag that rules the world --
For on the old Calliope the flag of England flew.
When the gentle off-shore breeze,
That had scarcely stirred the trees,
Dropped down to utter stillness, and the glass began to fall,
Away across the main
Lowered the coming hurricane,
And far away to seaward hung the cloud-wrack like a pall.
If the word had passed around,
"Let us move to safer ground;
Let us steam away to seaward" -- then his tale were not to tell!
But each Captain seemed to say
"If the others stay, I stay!"
And they lingered at their moorings till the shades of evening fell.
Then the cloud-wrack neared them fast,
And there came a sudden blast,
And the hurricane came leaping down a thousand miles of main!
Like a lion on its prey,
Leapt the storm fiend on the bay,
And the vessels shook and shivered as their cables felt the strain.
As the surging seas came by,
That were running mountains high,
The vessels started dragging, drifting slowly to the lee;
And the darkness of the night
Hid the coral reefs from sight,
And the Captains dared not risk the chance to grope their way to sea.
In the dark they dared not shift!
They were forced to wait and drift;
All hands stood by uncertain would the anchors hold or no.
But the men on deck could see,
If a chance for them might be,
There was little chance of safety for the men who were below.
Through that long, long night of dread,
While the storm raged overhead,
They were waiting by their engines, with the furnace fires aroar;
So they waited, staunch and true,
Though they knew, and well they knew,
They must drown like rats imprisoned if the vessel touched the shore.
When the grey dawn broke at last,
And the long, long night was past,
While the hurricane redoubled, lest its prey should steal away,
On the rocks, all smashed and strown,
Were the German vessels thrown,
While the Yankees, swamped and helpless, drifted shorewards down the bay.
Then at last spoke Captain Kane,
"All our anchors are in vain,
And the Germans and the Yankees they have drifted to the lee!
Cut the cables at the bow!
We must trust the engines now!
Give her steam, and let her have it, lads! we'll fight her out to sea!"
And the answer came with cheers
From the stalwart engineers,
From the grim and grimy firemen at the furnaces below;
And above the sullen roar
Of the breakers on the shore
Came the throbbing of the engines as they laboured to and fro.
If the strain should find a flaw,
Should a bolt or rivet draw,
Then -- God help them! for the vessel were a plaything in the tide!
With a face of honest cheer
Quoth an English engineer,
"I will answer for the engiines that were built on old Thames-side!
"For the stays and stanchions taut,
For the rivets truly wrought,
For the valves that fit their faces as a glove should fit the hand.
Give her every ounce of power;
If we make a knot an hour
Then it's way enough to steer her, and we'll drive her from the land."
Life a foam-flake tossed and thrown,
She could barely hold her own,
While the other ships all helplessly were drifting to the lee.
Through the smother and the rout
The Calliope steamed out --
And they cheered her from the Trenton that was foundering in the sea.
Ay! drifting shoreward there,
All helpless as they were,
Their vessel hurled upon the reefs as weed ashore is hurled,
Without a thought of fear
The Yankees raised a cheer --
A cheer that English-speaking folk should echo round the world.
poem by Andrew Barton Paterson
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To Reach a Far Off Shore
I sailed upon the sea of life
In the year Nineteen Hundred and Thirty Four
Bound for places far from home,
And steered a course yet unknown
To reach a far off shore.
My ship was cast on the sea of life
To seek the dreams that all look for.
I sailed a sea of rocking waves and crushing tides,
A sea of calm so vast and wide
To reach that far off shore.
The sea of life has brought me joy,
And sorrows have I felt with pain
Sailed in shadows of the sky,
And the sea of life and I
Have weathered wind and rain.
With crimson skies to the west
I feel the the spray and ocean spill
Guilded by the evening star
Toward a place where all dreams are,
It leads me on my journey still.
By
Richard Netherland Cook
poem by Richard Netherland Cook
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Go Ducks!
Ducks are fast and ducks will win,
Once you're a duck, you're not human again,
You are a football machine,
You learn how to bite back, and get mean!
And once you quack,
You never go back!
poem by Jade Blaydes
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Dreams Of Ordinary Men
There is an essence in the water
There is a spirit in the sky
There is a spider drawing webs
To crucify a fly
The fly is drawing nearer
Just as if he knew
How we all must fit the pattern
How the pattern must fit you
Everybody say amen
These are the dreams of ordinary men
This is the world that well be living in
Out of the dreams of ordinary men
I mistook all your intentions
But you never did deceive
I have a helpless fascination
For the web you wove for me
We had nightly public beatings
But we slept in private hells
And I feel no guilt or vengeance
We just couldnt help ourselves
So whats the answer I have to find
To change my world like I change my mind
And change my life
If I could only change my dreams
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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She Is But A Dream
she walks barefooted
fluttered her soles
on the shellscattered shore
heart from wthin
soul scampering above the clouds
she was lost
in her adulterated dreams
she wander beyond
her wild imaginations
soul within
mind behind
drifting among faded stars
and her palm face down
trying to hold
murky waters from tired eyes
she was never destined
to happiness
she is all alone
hiding on faded jeans
she never existed
from the heart mind and soul
she was just a weird nightmare
of a weird imaginations
of a weird poet trying..
to find a place under
the scorching sun
poem by Villiamor Calventas
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Dream Dreams
10,000 angels
rise and sing,
for every soul
that finds a dream -
Let the children of children dream dreams
from heaven on high,
and receive their sweet visions
that never shall die -
Dream dreams, you dreamers
of peace, and love,
beautiful prayers answered
from up above -
All God's children come together
and dare now rise,
Let all your great dreams
come fully alive!
Listen. You shall hear:
the chorus of unnumbered angels in song drawing near,
praising the Grace of dreams
drempt, without fear -
poem by Smoky Hoss
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I Stand In Total Frustration!
I stand in total frustration
at this shore of this metro's road
in which flows the perennial river
of automobiles in mad frency!
I am unable to cross to the other shore-
I curse as helpless minutes fall dead!
God!
you must have created me
with an owl's head
that can look back and front-
with Lord Indhra's body full of eyes
and with Impala deer's nimble legs
to cross this death trap
in a single fluid jump!
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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All the Placid Places
All the placid places of which we are fond,
From a beach house by the shore or Walden's pond.
From a mountain retreat or near a waterfall we find,
these placid places can even be found in our mind.
From the rockies of Canada to an Island beach;
All these placid places are still in reach.
When life gets chaotic with all the dreams we chase,
Take an occasional journey to visit a placid place.
poem by Saint Eule
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Timeless Visions
Try to rape your mind with your drugs and your guns
And try to change the world, for your time will never let go
Of all of the industries of hate, all of the industries of crime
All of the industries ov time
They leave you once again
They rip apart your mind
They steal up all your time
They never ever let go
We always left, so live it up
All in the back they scrape apart the flesh on your mind
They never believe in treachery
They never opened their mind
They are the ones who steal your life
They are the ones who get out of sight
We are just here to live our lives
They always win the war with their pride
They all live in death
They all shine in it
They are death unleashed to the world
They all breath undone in your head
Tomorrow's time is your past alone in being
And dying is your past, a lie
Feel the pain, the cross on your back
Now, die, we'll feel the pain on your mind
On the edge, on the edge, on the edge
You'll melt away
You'll fade away
Life is a double edged sword for you to choke on
And cry some more
No vision, no light, no nothing, empty inside, no time
Just a void eating up your mind for space and time, no one realign
Your mind is junk but you just eat it up
No feeling no light feel your head after all this time
You run with these ideas to explain your disposition.
song performed by by Velvet Acid Christ
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Memories!
Wherever I throw the boomerang,
It comes back to me as the memory,
In a circle of happy and sad treachery,
The glorious life of joyful moments,
Even at the hands of full and empty,
The torturous episode of gloomy thunder,
That echoed in the barren mind field,
Blooming of each little flower and pollination,
Victorious visuals and displays at the podium,
Sprouting of seedling on the shore of peaceful ocean,
Unforgettable storage of memories,
Come back to me to remind what to do,
What not to do, as you are the ancient teacher,
With the stern stick in hand to beat my heart and head,
Stay with me, how cruel your presence can be,
Stay with me, how sorrowful your stay can be,
When you leave I will not be the person,
Whom I want to be. Let me witness the scars,
Trials, tribulations and the success,
That have molded me..
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Bless The Wings
Like the rose that blooms in the wintertime
As it reaches up through the snow
The more life keeps apart
The more love will grow
Like the seed that grows in the darkness
As it reaches up to the sun
I will always reach out for you
'cos you are the one
I bless the wings that bring you back to me
Back across the shore
If i could touch you now my darling
And love you just once more
If i could hold you, hold you, hold you,
I know you'd understand,
I know you'd understand.
As i cross the bridge by the waterfall
As i make my way by the stars
There's a shadow walking beside me
Here in my heart
Like the restless wind in the tree tops
Like a whispered voice in my ear
I will always be there for you
I'll always be here
I bless the wings that bring you back to me
Back across the shore
If i could touch you now my darling
And love you just once more
If i could hold you, hold you, hold you,
I know you'd understand,
I know you'd understand.
In a far off wonderland
That flashes past my eyes
The kiss of inspiration that was mine
The dust of many centuries
Has blown across this land
But love will not be scattered by the sand
Like the sunrise over the mountainside
Like the bird that has to be free
There's a part of you that will always be
Part of me
Like the seed that grows in the darkness
I will always reach out for you
'cos you are the one
I bless the wings that bring you back to me
Back across the shore
If i could touch you now my darling
And love you just once more
If i could hold you, hold you, hold you,
I know you'd understand,
I know you'd understand,
I know you'd understand,
I know you'd understand.
song performed by by Moody Blues
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Calicoe Pie
Calico Pie,
The little Birds fly
Down to the calico tree,
Their wings were blue,
And they sang 'Tilly-loo!'
Till away they flew,
And they never came back to me!
They never came back!
They never came back!
They never came back to me!
Calico Jam,
The little Fish swam
Over the syllabub sea,
He took off his hat
To the Sole and the Sprat,
And the Willeby-wat,
But he never came back to me!
He never came back!
He never came back!
He never came back to me!
Calico Ban,
The little Mice ran,
To be ready in time for tea,
Flippity-flup,
They drank it all up,
And danced in the cup,
But they never came back to me!
They never came back!
They never came back!
They never came back to me!
Calico Drum,
The Grasshoppers come,
The Butterfly, Beetle, and Bee,
Over the ground,
Around and around,
With a hop and a bound -
But they never came back!
They never came back!
They never came back!
They never came back to me!
poem by Edward Lear
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