Dragonfly and The Child Inside
Jumping into my kidney
Shaped swimming Pool,
In my girlish pink suit,
I let free the child inside,
In my fifties I was happy
With bubbles and waves
I created with my playful
Feet and kittenish hand,
Amidst my trying hard
To forget pain of betrayal
Of closest relative and friend,
A red dragonfly passed by,
And thought I,
of The Creative Creator,
Of His countless
Blessings and gifts,
One of which is appreciating
Beauty in all things around
Small and grand;
Stars, oceans, singing
Birds, roses and butterflies.
I began to pray,
Tears filled my eye,
All of a sudden,
As if the dragonfly
Understood what I said,
As if she felt the awe
She fetched many red dragonflies,
And after a while other dragonflies
With different colours and sizes
Were flying up and down,
Some plunged in a fearless manner
Into the warm water,
Some drowned while trying,
They came to share my prayers,
To be part of Nature's symphony
That praises Almighty,
What a symphony!
I felt the harmony between all
Creatures except Man,
Flowers insects, singing
Birds, and plants,
The symphony and their jocund
Company erased my
Many disappointments,
Sadness and pain.
7/13/2012
poem by Nadia Abduljabbar
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The Dragonflies Poem
The Dragonflies Poem
I saw the Dragonfly.
He was flying way up high.
I saw the Dragonfly.
Early in the morning,
early without warning.
Down by the water,
early without warning.
I saw the pretty dragonfly;
he was flying way up high.
I suppose they eat all day:
what do you think they eat.
I suppose they eat all day:
is it bread or is it meat.
I suppose they eat all day.?
No, not like ewe and eye.
We are the dragonflies.
poem by Charles Hice
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The New Symphony Sid
Symphony sid is grooving
Man this whole house is moving
Symphony sid is grooving
Symphony sid
Symphony sid is swinging
That radio is ringing
Symphony sid is swinging
Symphony sid
Bing-bang bing-bang bing-bang ...
Bing-bing-bing-bang ...
Symphony sid is jumping
Man this whole house is romping
Symphony sid is jumping
Symphony sid
Tune in and listen
Check out what youre missin
Youre finally close to eighty
On the dot
Some say hes the greatest
One thing is assured
When youre the latest
Youre gonna be hoppin and boppin round the future
All your friends will be knockin on your door
When sidney plays his swingin music, catch it you should take up the
Season you feel the temperature risin
Yeah man the radio is hot, youd never want to stop
Spinning like a little red top, all over town
Now, sisters and brothers, fathers and mothers dig in
Watch this, put em down
Bing-bang bing-bang bing-bang ...
Bing-bing-bing-bang ...
Symphony sid is jumping
Man this whole house is romping
Symphony sid is jumping
Symphony sid
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Something About The Girl Called Spring (Sonnet Corona)
I
Just after winter you are back enchanting
with unfolding blossoms on hot sunny days
playing your roles in all your beautiful ways
as if every day is a grand setting
with colours and smells alluring, inviting
man, animals and insects to stray
in orchards, gardens and in the veldt to play
wherever you may be wandering
while insects and birds sing sweet melodies,
even the breeze is charming
in the season that you bequeath
that becomes a time of sweet memories
while everywhere life is swarming;
flowers are as fragrant as your breath.
II
Flowers are as fragrant as your breath
and outside the sun does shine
where flowers and insects ephemeral awaits death
living just as small specs of the will divine.
There are tales about flowers and butterflies that you tell,
about all the minute things, before the first shadows fall
but you have to mention the Creator as well
who fathered everything, created all.
His gardens fill the earth in sheer exuberance
while in summer and spring, in daylight hours
bees, butterflies and birds dance
around the fragrant flowers
in their winged flight,
from early twilight.
III
From early twilight
you are everywhere sent
until the dark night
for the whole world’s enjoyment
and flowering fair
you dance along
without a moment to spare
singing a cheerful song
as a seasonal creature being sweet,
dressed very serene
dancing with fairly like feet
as the essence of the productive machine
and nature everywhere tells,
spring is awaking in smells.
IV
Spring is awaking in smells
with birds singing
rising from the valleys and dells,
sounding in joy about the beauty she is bringing
even every bird, deer and bee,
as the blessings have come
as a time of tranquillity to some
until all of nature is happy and free
when love is finally finding its home
and spring is especially dear to me,
in the air above there’s a vibrant hue
as if it’s a living kind of blue
specked with flocks of birds in their flight;
spring is dressed in white.
V
Spring is dressed in white,
dressed for her wedding day,
when she blesses wherever her flowers stray
in celebration in every day and night
while she dances from early morning light
inviting all her guests, the birds and bees to play,
while she lingers everything is gay
in colours jubilant and bright
with butterflies filling the air,
humming yellow and black bees,
even joined by flying birds that in joy sing
roaming among the almond, peach and pear,
flying to and fro from the blue gum trees
in the unfolding of spring.
VI
In the unfolding of spring
it came to my mind
the words, the deeds and every thing,
of the troublesome kind
that man does to his fellow human beings
as if he is inclined
to act only to his own interest without any feelings,
as if so designed
but around me the new awakenings
are totally unrestrained
in days and evenings
with beauty that is gained
while everywhere flowers are rising,
I long for an eternal spring’s blessing.
VII
I long for an eternal spring’s blessing
as if the Godly plan
in a place where everything is living,
is still in effect for man,
where the songs of birds through the hubbub ring
as if the singing birds are right here
bringing pleasure to everything
making existing so sweet and sincere,
as if from the very beginning
the Lord God was near,
even before human beings were sinning
when these joyous songs fall on the ear:
.
with all of the love that God is granting,
just after winter you are back enchanting.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Suddenly It's Magic
As butterflies open their wings
To fly and scattered their beauty at the skies
And flowers then, start dancing
As they heard the morning lullabies
Like a love song that plays in our heart
Suddenly its magic that filled in the air
And when the clouds have passed by under the sun
Were the rainbow appears over the horizon
Suddenly its magic that shimmers at the sky
Suddenly, its magic that brings sunshine in my days
As an emotion deeply grows every now and then,
That love never old, but it always grows
My heart is filled with so much love I feel for you,
And it gets stronger as tomorrow comes
With you, I always want to be
I see the world when I am with you,
There was music all around that I am singing.
Suddenly its magic that sounds everywhere.
There are sounds and symphony
I can feel in the air.
It’s magic that softly singing in my heart.
I can feel the rhythm that makes my spirits rise
Suddenly I felt good inside
And yes its magic running deep into my soul.
poem by Cheryl Aldea
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The Dragonflies That Cynthia Sings From Afar
cynthia from far sings about the flutteing wings of
some dragonflies
those that i see in my dreams:
blue elongated bodies,
red gossamer wings of dragonflies
flying on the yellow green and baby pink winds
floating sofly in my dreams
from a faraway place my dear cynthia sings
her dragonfly songs
those that ease my pains
all about love and its truth
that the hands of the past can no longer ever hold
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Winter Symphony
Autumn colors have gone
Birds fled south with their song
Snowflakes cover the earth quietly
Night extends through the hours
Coolly lit by the stars
The pulse of life slows silently
Cuddle up in a cozy nook
With a warm drink and a book
Within a winter symphony
Somewhere children outside
Screamin down a daredevil slide
Rosy-cheeked bundles of cold-weather clothes
Hear the winter winds howl
Pierced by the hoot of an owl
Fingers of frost take a nip at my nose
Cuddle up in a cozy nook
With a warm drink and a book
Within a winter symphony
Winter symphony
Snowflake fantasy
Warms my heart like a tropic sea
There the sun always shines
There youll always be mine
All in a winter symphony
Winter symphony
Snowflake fantasy
Warms my heart like a tropic sea
There the sun always shines
There youll always be mine
All in a winter symphony
song performed by by Beach Boys
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The Ways Of Nature
Never seen a musk duck or little grebe on land in water they seem happy to stay
They are water birds in the true sense since that seems their natural way
Can't even say I have seen them flying though 'tis said they do fly by those in the know
I have so much to learn about Nature and my wonder of her only grow
One could live for hundreds of centuries and of Nature not know everything
She is amazing our Earth Mother and her praises one cannot help but sing
I've never witnessed foxes mating though like all canines they do mate
Perhaps at night under the cloak of darkness in heavy cover they copulate
Their cubs the proof of their secret meetings whilst the Human world is asleep
The Wildborn creatures of Nature their secrets from us they do keep
The unrivalled beauty of Nature we see around us everywhere
But she guards her secrets with secrecy and with us them never will share
And so much to love about in Nature the artists and writers she inspire
And of singing the Earth Goddess praises I do feel one never could tire.
poem by Francis Duggan
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A World Without Birds
In years from now will the children of the future on warm evenings in the prime of Spring
On trees and bushes in groves, woods and parklands when flowers are blooming hear the wild birds sing
For a World without birds would be sad to live in and sad to learn that they are becoming rare
These are sad times for people who love Nature and who for Nature's creatures genuinely do care,
A World without birds to think of even painful something that one would not rather contemplate
For birds seem an integral part of Nature the poets and painters them do celebrate
They have been in the World for perhaps longer than humans they have evolved from the dinosaur age
Humans even use them for their entertainment they keep them in an aviary or a cage
But birds should never be held in captivity as Nature's creatures meant to live naturally
They are not meant to be captives of humans in Nature's World they should live wild and free
For bird lovers it must be disappointing to know their numbers are on the decline
So nice to hear them singing in the gardens when flowers are blooming in the Spring sunshine
The demise of birds the thought even unpleasant a sadder World without them it would be
They are so much an integral part of Nature at least that is how it does seem to me.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Let Your Spirit Fly
(9/3/12)
Let us take our spirits that we have inside
And join with others so that they may fly
Let us become united as one and accept
Our GODS son.
You do not have to be Christian to accept
What I say.
But looking to GOD is what I pray.
We all know GOD in our hearts
For he is life, so let's not tear ourselves apart.
We have all seen or felt that spirit rise
It is something we can't deny.
He is with us where ever we go
And this much we all know.
He is the giver of life
The redeemer of death as we lie
In our bed.
Everything that we have
Everything that we've become
If not controlled by another one
Was given to us from the LORD
Above, because of his everlasting love.
Let your spirit fly high above yourself
And look to see what he has given,
Isn't this life really worth living?
The sun, the moon, the stars above
All part of his love.
The trees, the breeze, the gentleness of the grass
These are things that will last
The oceans, the rivers, the brooks and streams
And the mountains that stand in between.
All the creatures that walk and crawl
And swim this earth
From GOD they was given birth.
The birds that fly in the air
And the beauties that they share
The butterflies and the bees
All live in harmony.
As your spirit is seeing all this
And all of his creations
Why would you doubt that he
Is our salvation.
Let your spirit fly and join all the others
For we was created as sisters and brothers.
LET YOUR SPIRIT FLY
© L.RAMS
poem by Louis Rams
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The Symphony Of Music
music has away of projecting
your every-emotion that you
have to give, the art of music
lives inside every-one that wants
to follow it.
the sorrow that it has
gives a symphony of words,
to express the inner-emotions
that music has to expose to
us as we listen to it.
the symphony of music
impacts us as we listen
and compassionately take
it to heart, as we start
becoming involved with
the symphony of music that
is being produced to us.
some-how the art of
music takes us by the
hand and moves us in so
many different ways that we
can't even explain to any-one
that is around us.
we take the symphony of
music as it moves through
us, as we listen with an open
heart and an open mind, and find
the boundaries that combines our
very emotions, thoughts, and feelings,
with the symphony of music that reveals
to us a whole new world of music to
us and being the people of the world.
but what people don't
understand and realise is
that the symphony of music,
goes deeper than what they
had imagined it to go, and
some-how not to show this
bittersweet side of me and
what the symphony of music
does to me and my feelings.
and to have it some-how
over-flowing inside my
veins is some-thing that
i will never-ever talk about
with any-one who knows and
loves me.
poem by Erie Diane
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Grand Illusion
Oh grand illusion, like the fade away
Take me and go out and play, oh yeah
Its no intrusion, its like a rainy day
That can wash the clouds away of this pain inside
Harmony, we need harmony
Find the melody that puts our hearts in tune
Harmony, we need harmony
Simple symphony that makes us feel brand new
Oh grand illusion, like to fade away
Take me and go out and play, oh yeah
Its no intrusion, its like a rainy day
That can wash the clouds away of this pain inside
Harmony, we need harmony
Find the melody that puts our hearts in tune
Harmony, we need harmony
Simple symphony that makes us feel brand new
Harmony, harmony
Oh grand illusion, like to fade away
Take me and go out and play, oh yeah
Its no intrusion, its like a rainy day
That can wash the clouds away of this pain inside
Come on now, boy, put it on the line
Take some space just to ease your mind
And to think it through
song performed by by Donna Summer
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In The Vastness Of Nature
One never is short of things on which to write
Like butterflies flitting in the bright sunlight
Or the pleasant aroma of the blossoming trees
That wafts in the air of the freshening breeze.
In the vastness of Nature i do seem quite small
Like a wee grain of sand to a massive football
And the wonders of Nature are a magical thing
And the praises of Nature i feel happy to sing.
Us humans are part of Nature that's how it seems to me
And though many with what i have said may well not agree
On our very existence Nature has the say
And our remains in her bosom are destined to lay.
The one true immortal she lives on in time
So often has Nature inspired me to rhyme
To her vast distant oceans her great rivers flow
Yet so little of her ways i do seem to know.
I do my best to describe the great beauty i see
The wonders of Nature that are all around me
And the beauty of Nature never ceases to inspire
And of singing her praises could one ever tire?
poem by Francis Duggan
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I Hear A Symphony
Your givin me true love
And everyday I thank the lord
For a feeling thats so new
So inviting so exciting
Whenever your near
I hear a symphony
A tender melody
Pulling me closer, closer to your arms
Then suddenly your lips are touching mine
A feeling so divine, still I need a path because
Im lost in a world
Made for you and me
Oooh...
Baby, baby
I hear a symphony
Ooooh... baby
Whenever your near
I hear a symphony
Played sweet and tenderly
Everytime your lips meet mine, my baby
Baby, baby
I feel the joy begin
Dont let this feeling end
Let it go on and on and on now baby
Baby, baby
Those tears that filled my eyes
I cried not for myself
But for those who have never felt the joy of love
Baby, baby
Whenever your near
I hear a symphony
Each time you speak of me
I hear a tender note so sweet of love
Baby, baby
As you stand there holding me
Whispering how much you care
A thousand violins fill the air, now
Baby, baby
Dont let this moment end
Keep standing close to me
So close to me my baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby
I hear a symphony
A tender melody
I hear a symphony
song performed by by Michael Jackson
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I am just a Child of Beloved nature!
I am not that,
I am not this,
I am that words can't say,
Just like unpredictable,
I Live like child of the nature,
Having sunshine in my mind,
Having cloudy sky too,
Just like a child playing with mother,
I see stars in her sky reflect in my eyes,
Those stars also brighten my dreams!
My need she fulfills,
For my questions she responds with great answers,
I am loving my mother,
I dance with her jumping with frogs and flying with butterflies,
Singing with birds,
mew with kittens, playing with puppy,
Seeing all of them as my own,
I am the child and never like to live more than that!
Life is not real for me,
Just flow of time make me sleep, dream and awake,
Work is my play, problems are quiz,
Whole life is not a puzzle,
Only wonderful play of rainbow of colourful light,
Pain or happiness are momentary,
I feel everything temporary,
Self is that playing with self alone,
Self is that ever like to live like a kid,
neither born nor die,
Never aging truth beyond time is me!
I am a part of its play,
I have to play a role,
I learn to act and play my role,
years after years roll,
I too roll life after life,
Yet remain as kid for ever!
I complain about my pain,
She has that ever soft hands to wipe tears!
When I am sad, she sends birds to sing for me,
when I am mad, she has that teacher to correct me,
She is my beloved mother, I am her loving kid!
I am learning what I am,
She teach me well with all love!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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The Earth Awakes
Now that the snow has melted,
The rivers flow wildly and sing,
The birds chirp in melody,
And the birth of spring begins.
Flowers slowly waken,
Stretching towards the sun,
Baby Dragonflies, bees and butterflies,
Oh yes! Spring has begun.
Tree's swaying back and forth with life,
Birds singing, playing a flirty game of tag,
Mating season's soon approaching,
Ah! Spring is here at last.
poem by Annalee Hopkins
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Little Lamb Dragonfly
I have no answer for you little lamb
I can help you out / but I cannot help you in
Sometimes you think that life is hard
And this is only one of them
My heart is breaking for you little lamb
I can help you out / but we may never meet again
La la la la la la la la ... etc.
Dragonfly fly by my window
You and I still have a way to go
Dont know why you hang around my door
I dont live here any more
Since you ve gone I never know
I go on, but I miss you so
Dragonfly dont keep me waiting
Im waiting cant you see me Im waiting
When we try well have a way to go
Dragonfly youve been away too long
How did two rights make a wrong
Since youve gone I never know I go on
But I miss you so in my heart
I feel the pain
Keeps coming back again
Dragonfly fly by my window
Im flying cant you see me Im flying
You and I can find a way to see
Dragonfly the years ahead will show
How little we really know
Since youve gone its never right they go on
The lonely nights, come on home
And make it right
My heart is aching for you little lamb
I can help you out / but I cannot help you in
La la la la la la la la ... etc.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Valentine Tweets
Hi, are you my valentine?
If not, why I hear this symphony of silence—
Playing secretly drums in my heart:
Playing the piano strings over my emotions?
2
Hey, are you my valentine?
If not, why am I lost in your eyes
Swimming deep into your mind lake
Searching for my lost other half?
3
Oh, are you my Valentine?
If not, why this effervescence of excitement
Lights array of lamps in our eyes
Linking us in a luminescent loop?
4
Oh, Ho, are you my valentine?
If not, why emotions liquefy into tears
Why the rays of light draw rainbows in them
Why am I humming rhyme-less rhymes?
And singing lyric-less lyrics to please you?
5
Hey, hi, are you my valentine?
If not, why am I painting this silent symphony?
Composing music for the throbbing emotions?
Why am I finding harmony in the fusion of minds?
6
Hi, hey, are you my valentine
If not, why I miss you more than my I-phone
Why missing you more than my Facebook and tweets?
7
In the fusion of music
Being played out of the cacophony of feelings
Why are we feeling the fusion of love
Why are we enjoying the symphony of love
Why are we in bliss
You must be truly my valentine!
*******
poem by Kp. Shashidharan
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Until It Finds A Tree
A bird flies round until it finds a tree;
its spirit doesn’t tell it one is better,
and even when it lands it feels it’s free
to try another, avian jet-setter.
Inspired by Ricardo Muti who told Daniel J. Wakin (“And the Brass Ring Goes to the Chicago Symphony: Riccardo Muti Says Yes, ” NYT, May 6,2008) :
Mr. Muti called the Chicago Symphony “a perfect machine, ” with the versatility to play huge works like Prokofiev’s Symphony No.3 and Scriabin’s “Poem of Ecstasy” or to display the refined delicacy needed for small-scale Schubert.He remained steadfastly unattached after resigning as music director of the Teatro Alla Scala in Milan in 2005 in an operatic kerfuffle. Orchestra musicians and other workers at the theater had turned against him in an internal political wrangle. “I thought it was time for me to be absolutely free, like the birds in the air, ” he said. “Birds go around and they enjoy their happiness, their freedom. But sometimes it can happen they find a tree, and they like to stop on a tree, and they didn’t know about the tree before. It doesn’t mean one tree is better than another tree. It just happens at the right moment in life.”
5/6/08
poem by Gershon Hepner
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I Hear A Symphony
(brian holland/lamont dozier/edward holland, jr.)
Youve given me a true love
And every day I thank you love
For a feeling thats so new
So inviting, so exciting
Whenever youre near
I hear a symphony
A tender melody
Pulling me closer
Closer to your arms
Then suddenly, I hear a symphony
Ooh, your lips are touching mine
A feeling so divine
till I leave the past behind
Im lost in a world
Made for you and me
Whenever youre near
I hear a symphony
Play sweet and tenderly
Every time your lips meet mine now baby
Baby, baby
You bring much joy within
Dont let this feeling end
Let it go on and on and on
Now baby, baby
Those tears that seem my eyes
I cry not for myself
But for those who never felt the joy we felt
Whenever youre near
I hear a symphony
Each time you speak to me
I hear a tender rap so dy of love now
Baby, baby
As you stand holding me
Whispering how much you care
A thousand violins fill the air
Now baby, baby
Dont let this moment end
Keep standing close to me
Ooh, so close to me, baby, baby
Baby, baby
I hear a symphony
A tender melody
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Gifts should be kept safely...
Someone in the family got a puppy as a gift,
For the celebration of the father's day, the best,
It was entrusted with me for its upkeep,
Though upset, remembered the fable,
Once grandfather told, when young,
Walked on the sand that was new,
feeling of running river water, tickle,
Looked at the sky that was fresh and blue,
Trekking in the forest for the waterfalls,
Listening to the singing birds and insects,
Running after butterflies with laughter,
Swimming in the sea before sunset,
Loitering aimlessly in the paddy fields
Scared of coconuts that were dropped,
Bouquet of flowers that we smelled,
Everything was new, when we have, at first,
Everything Mother Nature has, is new to a child,
Such gift of nature was given as a present,
To our generation to enjoy and upkeep,
Take care of the gift to pass on to,
Many generations that will arrive.
I take that puppy in my hands and
hope to have the great grand puppies, vigilant.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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