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Desperate Flowers

Desperate flowers storm the undergrowth,
Let animals become absent when they grow,
Loath them when they breath and stammer in speech,
Inside is splendour of life, the light is overpowering.
Glow so longer than the moon at night
To achieve a wonderful pleasure of the night.
Open and timely, the clock of the grand type
Spins and shapes like the athletics of the Olympics.
Flow with beauty and let it flow, so long and hard,
Like the paths of joy, and attacks of gold.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Beauty is Truth, Truth Beauty - 1677 - Current Version

The poet's lyre afire responds to braid
heart's comfort to art's artistry at play
Truth Beauty, Beauty Truth John Keats would say -
Endymion - reflection which won't fade.
Beauty through the eye's beholder made
an echo of eternity which may
shine well beyond the veil where night and day
frame shadow-shapes that slip away, afraid.
Beyond time's rhyme shines Beauty as obeyed
are pattern codes diverse as snowflakes fey,
each unique however short their stay,
yet each to each conjoined as love, light weighed
Between life's lines as silk skein all adore,
Beauty's theme whose waves wash timeless shore.

Modest maiden bashful blinks,
blushing beauty cream the rose
regrets for envy's icy snows
cannot compete with light that links
across time lines as life-force flows
to ransom Time while Brahma winks.

Beauty spans life's cycle spinning through
word, deed, and act, both outer, inner, form,
may, drawn though space, enchant, and thus inform
the common mortal magic must ring true.
Beauty spirals through straight lines to cue
into life's circus circle, shine and storm,
night, day, rest play, surpass codes cuniform.
All may show glow's flow, flow's glow, renew
kaleidscope eternal which we knew
we knew before, will after know, as norm
is superceded by sensations warm
that swarm within, outside sin, rise, fall, coup
de grâce as grace folds mantle over all
reflection, echoes soul's perfection call.

(15 November 2008)

poem by Jonathan Robin
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Here Comes The Moon

Everybodys talking up a storm
Act like they dont notice it
But here it is and here it comes . . .
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.
Impulse always quickens when its full
As it turns my head around me
Yes it does and here it comes
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.
Gods gift I see thats moving up there into the night . . .
Though dark the mirror in the sky reflects us our light:
Looks like a little brother to the sun
Or mother to the stars at night
And here it is and here it comes
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.
Breath is always taken when its new
Enhance upon the clouds around it
Yes it is and here it comes
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon.

song performed by by George Harrison
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Woman of God

Deep in the crevices we touch life
Down and down into a sea of gold
Woven in stars from grand eons
We are a dream from the throne

Music plays from mystic trees
Fruit bright with living light
Saturn shines like a lovers caress
Rivers sigh with whispering night

She is a well from a deep river
Streams of peace flow from above
Thirsty hearts drink pure water
Lilies of the field tenderly love

Visions blend with daily eternity
Joy radiates with a pure blue glow
Unity the treasure of redemption
Past the past we struggle and grow

Touch the very hem of beauty
She brings the kiss of temporal time
Price above rubies, virtue and warmth
Light a fire with the torch of moonlight

Groaning deep in agony of soul
Temporary love becomes worldly lust
A kingdom not made by hands of man
Do you reach for love past this dust?

This mortal coil is filled with despair
Thorns and thistle on a bed of time
Hope must be in the permanent realm
Dying flowers lose their summer light

I seek essence in your sky above
Paths born in the eternal spring
Touch me with life that never ends
Let me hear the bright angels sing

A Woman of God shines for evermore

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Watching For Shapes

Written by ricky & marty wilde
Influences now are things that are all around me
Changing shape as they move around in an open mind
Coloured in by the images I find
Im just watching for shapes that grow
Im just watching for shapes that grow
(watching for shapes that grow)
Like electric sparks they danced by an open mirror
Closing doors never looking round but its not goodbye
Theyll be there till Im taken out I know
Im just watching for shapes that grow
Im just watching for shapes that grow
(watching for shapes that grow)
In my mind theres a space thats full of painted pictures
Things I did that I went through, but cant recall
Now and then theres a flash of the unknown
Im just watching for shapes that grow
Im just watching for shapes that grow
(watching for shapes that grow)
(watching for shapes that grow)
(watching for shapes that grow)

song performed by by Kim Wilde
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Night Flower

Night flower oh night flower
What fragrance you now give
All the darkness in coming hour
Where shadows of longings live

And dreams are in their dim
Flowing so carelessly here thru
Full of darkness whimsy whim
With every new flow to renew

Night flower in your dim mood
Where love is making its wing
And passion is the hours elude
As its conduit to frontiers sing

Of passion in its ardor making
Like leaves in its wind caress
So much tender of feeling making
In creation of its love fearless

Night flower in dreams beyond
Here shades of the night and flow
Where only its fruits are found
Those give of a gleam its glow

And the moon is its fallen angel
Thru the fairies of dream’s flight
All the wonderful and devotional
That makes such a passion alright

poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Let Me Inside

Well, hello, whats your name
Can I take you by the hand
Wont you please come with me
To a place of ecstasy
Paradise by the sun
Girl, Im sure well have some fun
By your eyes I can see
That you want to be with me
Ive been waiting for so long
Now that Ive found you
Aint no way Im gonna let you go
Chorus:
Let me inside
Open up your heart
Come on and
Let me inside
Open up your heart
Night is clear, moon is bright
Stars are shining everywhere
In my arms youll be safe
Theres no need to be afraid
Its a warm summer night
And the temperature is right
Let your hair hang low
Girl, I want to feel the flow
Ive been waiting for so long
Now that Ive got you
Aint no way Im gonna let you go
Chorus

song performed by by Santana
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The Last Defeat

Across the field of day
In sudden blazon lay
The pallid bar of gold
Borne on the shield of day.
Night had endured so long,
And now the Day grew strong
With lance of light to hold
The Night at bay.

So on my life's dull night
The splendour of your light
Traversed the dusky shield
And shone forth golden bright.
Your colours I have worn
Through all the fight forlorn,
And these, with life, I yield,
To-night, to Night.

poem by Edith Nesbit
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Her Eyes Is Shining (Terzanelle)

Her eyes is shining as the stars in the night
and with a type of grace
they sparkle bright, with an own true light

displaying character and sweetness in her face
and I wonder how she feels behind her smile's red glow
and with a type of grace

what lurks in her heart, what lurks below
her fiery radiance
and I wonder how she feels behind her smile's red glow

her natural charm and brilliance,
and I wonder what feelings she does really keep behind
her fiery radiance

and she is sweet and sharp of whit and mind
as a girl whose beauty comes from inside
and I wonder what feelings she does really keep behind

and what secrets she does hide?
Her eyes is shining as the stars in the night,
as a girl whose beauty comes from inside
they sparkle bright, with an own true light.

poem by Gert Strydom
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Flow

Gotta find a way to flow
In a host of things that grow
Where babies become old
And love is bought and sold
The mouth of God is wide
So lets just fall inside
And let the whole damned thing go, flow
Everybodys here
Mystery and beer
I have nothing to fear
Cuz I found a way to flow
In a host of things that grow
Where babies become old
And love is bought and sold
The mouth of God is wide
So lets just fall inside
And let every damned thing go
Flow
Flow
Flow
Everybodys here
The mystery is here
I have nothing to fear
Cuz ifound a way to flow
In a host of things that grow
These babies become old
And love is bought and sold
The mouth of God is wide
So Ill just fall inside
And let every damned thing go
Flow
Flow
Flow
Flow
Flow
Flow
Everywhere we go (flow)
Go inside (flow)
Go inside (flow)
Everywhere we go (flow)
I gotta find a way to flow
In a host of things that grow
Where babies become old
And love is bought and sold
And the mouth of God is wide
Ill just fall inside
And let the whole damned thing go
Flow
Flow
Flow
Flow
Flow
Flow
Everywhere we go (flow)
Go inside (flow)
Go inside (flow)
Everywhere we go (flow)

song performed by by Live
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Lines: The cold earth slept below

The cold earth slept below;
Above the cold sky shone;
And all around,
With a chilling sound,
From caves of ice and fields of snow
The breath of night like death did flow
Beneath the sinking moon.

The wintry hedge was black;
The green grass was not seen;
The birds did rest
On the bare thorn's breast,
Whose roots, beside the pathway track,
Had bound their folds o'er many a crack
Which the frost had made between.

Thine eyes glow'd in the glare
Of the moon's dying light;
As a fen-fire's beam
On a sluggish stream
Gleams dimly--so the moon shone there,
And it yellow'd the strings of thy tangled hair,
That shook in the wind of night.

The moon made thy lips pale, belov{`e}d;
The wind made thy bosom chill;
The night did shed
On thy dear head
Its frozen dew, and thou didst lie
Where the bitter breath of the naked sky
Might visit thee at will.

poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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You Got Gold

Is there ever enough space between us
To keep us both honest and true?
Why is it so hard just to sit in the yard
And stare at the sky so blue?
Ive got a new way of walking and a new way of talking
Honey when Im around you,
But it gives me the blues when Ive got some good news
And youre not there to bring it to.
Life is a blessing, its a delicatessen
Of all the little favors you do.
All wrapped up together no matter the weather,
Baby you always come through.
Its a measure of treasure that gives me the pleasure
Of loving you the way I do
And you know I would gladly say I need your love badly
And bring these little things to you.
Cause you got gold
Gold inside of you
You got gold
Gold inside of you
Well I got some
Gold inside me too
Well Im thinking Im knowing that I gotta be going
You know I hate to say so long.
It gives me an ocean of mixed up emotion
Ill have to work it out in a song.
Well Im leaving a lot for the little I got
But you know a lot a little will do
And if you give me your love
Ill let it shine up above
And light my way back home to you.
Cause you got gold
Gold inside of you
Cause you got gold
Gold inside of you
Well I got some
Gold inside me too
You got wheels
Turning inside of you
You got wheels
Turning inside of you
Well I got wheels
Turning inside me too

song performed by by John Prine
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Skin Storm

Delight
See our faces are both shining
And Ive never felt so wanted
Than when you cling with arms and legs
I tremble
You crush my burning lips like ashes
With so much skin to travel over
While my head spins (and you knew it would)
And oh, what a storm !
And oh, what a storm !
We shelter in our skin storm
I feel
Feel your breath burn on my body
You touch my senses, tingling brightly
Slip-and-sliding into heaven
Love could be a wonderful emotion
With such a rush of pleasure motion
When Im dancing on our skin
And oh, what a storm !
And oh, what a storm !
We shelter in our skin storm
And oh, what a storm !
And oh, what a storm !
We shelter in our skin storm

song performed by by Morrissey
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Universe Embraces Written Souls

Turn album of memories
holds time in our hands
heart throbs paint images
we ran our souls in light
as we ran wet flow fingers
through paint breath canvas

deep colours blaze in hues
shape soul gift open flowers
we set flower sails on water
streams sparkle seed shapes
ripples ride diamond light river
celebrations perfume daylight

candles warm birth womb night
our souls hold time in serenity
star smiles illuminate light sky
pulse in glow depths time space
spreads shadows veils shimmer
black lace spreads wind ripples

beautifies bodies breath bright
beauty ripe graces eyes beholders
bliss embrace heaven sung melody
sparkle eyes thrill flash flesh radiant
blows soft whispers into comic seas
angels sing joy celebrate soul maker.

poem by Terence George Craddock
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O Beauty of Night...

As the golden sun goes to rest,
And the sky drape into black blanket,
Now take your turn
O beauty of Night – Moon.

Variety of moods makes me wonder,
Sometimes you look like circular disc,
At times spongy ball of cotton
O beauty of Night – Moon.

Eyes long to catch the glimpse,
Hands reach to hold you,
Lips hum song for you,
O beauty of Night – Moon.

Play not hide & seek,
Cover not behind the dark cloud
Unveil your beauty for me to gaze
O beauty of Night – Moon.

Cool gentle breeze blowing in silent night
Urge my heart to
Bathe in the white beam
O beauty of Night - Moon.

Reflection of my love I see in you
Fall down from the starry sky
To hold you in my arms
O beauty of Night – Moon.

poem by Geeta Nair
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After the Storm.....

oh! my sweet and wonderful dream allow
my childhood wish to come true and cleanse
the teary tore the thorn of the witlessly echo
of my unstoppable wisdom to end naturally

sublime the flowering Daffodils storm,
the oasis of the golden beauty of laurels of
my determine head, flourish in thy most
splendid glow of my destiny and return the
silent night of my soul

forever seen my hope and want the need,
the afterglow of the past witness the bright
light of glance; after the stormy clouds and
hold the rain to flow in the river and stream
where i say to you, release my wonder of
awesome memory

come dear flower of mighty hope blend
the blessed sunny day and breeze; make the
day complete; as the nostril hammock the
breathing soul flourish splendidly to the
horizon of pathways made of you

light always my dreaming night to see
you again.....perfected through out my day,
thank you......

poem by Antonio Liao
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Ars Poetica

Some from within, some from without,
without a doubt set to,
as soul-song spins tale which begins
to flow, grow, glow. Thereto
through weaving in and weeding out
touch base with Nature, cue
time, place, as twins defeat and wins
ignored are through and through.
No need to shout, run roundabout,
use artificial glue,
scribe’s violin tunes, underpins,
technique as heart rings true.
Sensations scout, don’t beat about
the bush, tout false virtue,
The poet’s string must second skin
become, ne’er dumb, askew.

Words work their way by night and day
from phases past, to light
through threads at play that more threads lay,
reeled phrases feed fresh flight.

(30 March 2005 revised 9 June 2007 and 1 February 2012)
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see below for previous version entitled Poetics

Poetics

Some from within some from without
without a doubt flow true
as soul-song spins tale which begins
to grow, and then glows too
through weaving in and weeding out -
touch intuitions know
from phases past so phrases last
through threads which more threads sow...

(30 March 2005)

poem by Jonathan Robin
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Moon Glow

The darkest night, flows with a
wind hush through open blackness.
Ya'ever see the moon glow?
Ya' ever hear the wind whisper?
Rivulets spill with water
across the mountain plains;
as liquid rolls down along the steep slope-
ya'ever see the moon glow?
Ya' ever hear the wind whisper?
Stars glitter through sparkles
of the darkest night.
Wind cold breeze swifts;
swiftly into space.
Laughter engulfs the moon light.
Ya' ever see the moon glow?
Ya' ever hear the wind whisper?
Moon light angles corners,
as sweet melodies swell into air,
of silence.
You ever sight the bird dance,
as shadow flicker
upon the moon?
Ya' ever see the moon glow?
Ya' ever hear the wind whisper?

poem by Celine Berghmans
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Morning Glow

Morning glow morning glow
Starts to glimmer when you know
Winds of change are set to blow
And sweep this whole land through
Morning glow is long past due
Morning glow fill the earth
Come on shine far all youre worth
Well be present at the birth
Of all faith looking new
Morning glow is long past due
Oh oh morning glow
Id like to help you grow
You should have started long ago
Morning glow all days long
For we sing tomorrows song
Never knew we could be so strong
But now its very clear
Morning glow is almost here
Oh oh morning glow
Id like to help you grow
We should have started long ago
Morning glow all your life
We can make the new day right
All the bad songs of the night
Will fade into the past
Morning glow is here at last

song performed by by Michael Jackson
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Old Japan

In old Japan, by creek and bay,
The blue plum-blossoms blow,
Where birds with sea-blue plumage gay
Through sea-blue branches go:
Dragons are coiling down below
Like dragons on a fan;
And pig-tailed sailors lurching slow
Through streets of old Japan.

There, in the dim blue death of day
Where white tea roses grow,
Petals and scents are strewn astray
Till night be sweet enow;
Then lovers wander whispering low
As lovers only can,
Where rosy paper lanterns glow
Through streets of old Japan.

From Wonderland to Yea-or-Nay
The junks with painted prow
Dream on the purple water-way
Nor ever meet a foe;
Though still, with stiff mustachio
And crooked ataghan,
Their pirates guard with pomp and show
The ships of old Japan.

How far beyond the dawning day
The glories ebb and flow,
Where still the wonder-children play,
The witches mop and mow;
How far, how far, no chart may show,
The heart of mortal man,
The light, the splendour, and the glow
That once were old Japan!

That land is very far away
We lost it long ago!
In old Japan the grass is grey,
The trees are white with snow;
The sea-blue bird became a crow,
The lizards leapt and ran,
No dragon mourned that overthrow,
The dream of old Japan.

In old Japan, at windows grey,
Where scents of opium flow,
Strange smiling faces, white as clay,
Nod idly to and fro;
There life and death may come and go,
With blessing or with ban,
And still no better gift bestow
Than this, in old Japan.

And now the wistful years delay
To wonder why and how
The blue fantastic twisted day,
When Emperor Hwang or Chow
Dreamed in the colour and the glow
That light the heart of man,
Could e’er such hours of flowers bestrow
Through streets of old Japan.

In old Japan they used to play
A game forgotten now;
They filled a nacre-coloured tray
With perfumes in a row,
Breathing of all the flowers that blow
Where dark-blue rivers ran,
Like those upon the plates, you know,
Through fields of old Japan;

Then with silver spatula
The mandarins would go
To test the scented dust and say,
With many a hum and ho,
What flower of all the flowers that grow
For joy of maid or man,
Conceived the scents that puzzled so
The brains of old Japan.

In old Japan, where poets pray
With white uplifted brow,
What mystic floating scents delay
Below the purple bough,
O’er plains no scythe of death may mow,
Nor power of reason scan?
What mandarin musicians know
The flower of old Japan?

There, in the dim blue death of day
Where white tea-roses grow,
Petals and scents are strewn astray
Till night be sweet enow,
Then lovers wander, whispering low
As lovers only can,
Where rosy paper lanterns glow
Through streets of old Japan.

poem by Alfred Noyes
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Wave Energy Pebble Peace Ripples Rage Tsunami

Mega earth cities
sleep in weather week
urgent energy circles

timed to clock work
leisure life pleasure
rise fall energy rhythms

beehive energy ant
energy hot
sun slow before rain fast

human industrious ants
also time arrival departure
weekend rhythm blast

city buildings streets
restaurants clubs
work places waiting

waiting for a jolt
at earth dawn jump start
catalyst filming

traffic flow night
glow amber sparse late
night sleek animals gliding

all intent
upon rush or slow time mist
shape wave intensity surviving