Fluorescent Musing (Sonnet)
I seek for the temporal gush of the wind
And vie to ferry the holocaust in a dream
Beneath the summer's palm I gleaned
For the wisps of the hottest stream
To fill these disembogued vessels
And exonerate the concealed streets
To the grandiosity of buried castles
And let the fluorescent sun seethe
Into the iron cellars of the eye
To blind the heavily stained vision
With mouth full of blood I shall cry
Until I bleed out this lingering derision
As I lay beneath the scorches of the weather
And as it muse back past the shudders.
poem by Norman Santos
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In The Garden I: The Garden
PAST the town's clamour is a garden full
Of loneness and old greenery; at noon
When birds are hush'd, save one dim cushat's croon,
A ripen'd silence hangs beneath the cool
Great branches; basking roses dream and drop
A petal, and dream still; and summer's boon
Of mellow grasses, to be levell'd soon
By a dew-drenched scythe, will hardly stop
At the uprunning mounds of chestnut trees.
Still let me muse in this rich haunt by day,
And know all night in dusky placidness
It lies beneath the summer, while great ease
Broods in the leaves, and every light wind's stress
Lifts a faint odour down the verdurous way.
poem by Edward Dowden
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Blood Stained
Atrocities
Made every day
Religiously
Their sins
They hide
Can never disguise
Blood stained hands
Blood stained times
Blood stained deeds
Blood stained lies
They wage their wars
Such profiteers
Will nail us all
Their crimes
Concealed
Despicably reveal
Blood stained hands
Blood stained times
Blood stained weapons
Blood stained lies
They fire at will
Intent to kill
They have no conscience
They have no conscience
Ethnic cleansing nothing more!
Blood of nations blood of war
Turn blind eyes
From all your crimes
You bare our souls
Show no remorse
You cannot wash
The bloodstains off
They turn their backs
While others
Commit grisly acts
Were scared
For life
By politicians greedy
Blood stained hands
Blood stained times
Blood stained weapons
Blood stained crimes
Blood stained lands
Blood stained minds
Blood stained deeds
Blood stained lies
And while such predators
Stalk this earth
Disguised as saints
They kill our faith
Obsessed by greed
Lying through their teeth
They cannot wash
The blood stains off
song performed by by Judas Priest
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Carthage Destroyed
My horse shudders beneath me,
The fighting is over,
All is quiet now,
Save for the trickling of
your blood through the streets.
poem by Alexander Reda
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What happens is that the system builds many inferior blood vessels in the eye to take the place of the vessels that are dying. And those blood vessels are not up to the task. And they bleed. They hemorrhage and they cover the eye inside with blood.
quote by Mary Tyler Moore
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter XLII: What Lies Beneath
beauty lies beneath
sense lies beneath
secret lies beneath
character lies beneath
rule lies beneath
mind lies beneath
past lies beneath
foundation lies beneath
root lies beneath
dark hole lies beneath
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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American Storm
Words and music by bob seger
Headin out on some uncharted path
You soon turn back
It happens time and time again
You never seem to reach the end
Someones out there on the street tonight
When things go wrong
Hell guarantee to make them right
If the price is right
Every time I look youre fallin fallin
Beaten by the wind
Every time I turn around hes there again
Its like a full force gale
An american storm
Youre buried far beneath a mountain of cold
And you never get warm
Its like a wall of mirrors
You charge 'em at full speed
You cover up - you hear the shattering glass
But you never bleed
You never feel the need
Everybody casts a certain light
A special gift
Its theirs to use for wrong or right
When you face the night
More and more we choose the easy way
We take no risks
We figure out which games to play
And how to make em pay
Suddenly the pressures fallin fallin
Skies have all turned grey
Suddenly the storm is heading straight your way
Its like a full force gale
Atop a mountain of cold
You tell your story again and again
And it never gets old
Its like a wall of mirrors
You charge em at full speed
You cover up - you hear the shattering glass
But you never bleed
You face a full force gale
An american storm
Youre buried beneath a mountain of cold
And you never get warm - no you never get warm
You face a wall of mirrors
You charge em at full speed
You cover up - you hear the shattering glass
But you never bleed
You never feel the need
song performed by by Bob Seger
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Anything But Mine
Walking alone beneath the lights of that miracle mile, me and Mary making our way into the
night, you can hear the cries from the carnival rides, the pin ball bells, and the ski ball slides,
watching the summer sun fall out of sight, theres a warm wind coming in from off of the ocean
making its way past the hotel wall to fill the streets Mary is holding both of her shoes in
her hands said she likes to feel the sand beneath her feet
And in the morning Im leaving n making my way back to Cleveland so tonight I hope I would do
just fine, and I dont see how you could ever be anything but mine
Theres a local band playing at the sea side pavilion and I got just enough cash to get us in
and as we are dancing Marys wrapping her arms around me and I cant feel the sting of summer
on my skin in the mist of the music I tell her I love her, we both laugh cause we know it isnt true
but Mary there is a summer drawing to tonight theres so much that i long to do to you
but in the morning Im leaving n making my way back to Cleveland so tonight I hope I would
do just fine n I dont see how you could ever be anything but mine
Ooooooooo..
And in the morning Im leaving n making my way back to Cleveland so tonight I hope I will
do just fine n I dont see how you could ever be anything but mine
Mary I dont see how you could ever be anything but mine
Ooooooooooo...ooooooooooooooo...
...And in the morning Im leaving n making my way back to Cleveland so tonight I hope I would
do just fine n I dont see how you could ever be anything but mine
song performed by by Kenny Chesney
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Peace Frog
Theres blood in the streets, its up to my ankles
She came
Theres blood on the streets, its up to my knee
She came
Blood on the streets in the town of chicago
She came
Blood on the rise, its following me
Think about the break of day
She came and then she drove away
Sunlight in her hair
She came
Blood in the streets runs a river of sadness
She came
Blood in the streets its up to my thigh
She came
Yeah the river runs down the legs of the city
She came
The women are crying red rivers of weepin
She came into town and then she drove away
Sunlight in her hair
Indians scattered on dawns highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young childs fragile eggshell mind
Blood in the streets in the town of new haven
Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of venice
Blood in my love in the terrible summer
Bloody red sun of phantastic l.a.
Blood streams her brain as they chop off her fingers
Blood will be born in the birth of a nation
Blood is the rose of mysterious union
Theres blood in the streets, its up to my ankles
Blood in the streets, its up to my knee
Blood in the streets in the town of chicago
Blood on the rise, its following me
song performed by by Doors
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Summer Wind
The summer wind, came blowin' in
From across the sea
It lingered there, to touch you hair
And walk with me
All summer long, we sang a song
And strolled the golden sand
Two sweethearts, and the summer wind
Like painted kites, the days and nights went flyin' by
The world was new, beneath a blue umbrella sky
Then softer than, a piper man one day it called to you
And I lost you, to the summer wind
The autumn wind, and the winter winds have come and gone
And still the days, the lonely days go on and on
And guess who sighs his lullabies through nights that never end
Well my fickle friend, the summer wind
That old summer wind
Talkin' 'bout the summer wind
The summer wind
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Back To The Cul-De-Sac
Incessantly deteriorating
In a reckless capitulate
But never coming to the final grains
As I lay half-awake in my funeral
In the assuage of my nighttime bed
My room is the tourniquet
Of this woebegone torment,
My feet combed the mistral
Breaths of the yawning death
As I stared in the fluorescent light
Impenitently shoving me into the blight
And its phosphorescence unfurled
The lifeless mint of the green walls
And the cold wavering tiles beneath
With abstract patterns that resembles
The slumbering sea, is taking me away
Far from the garish hands
Of the firmament's beam
Raise it higher and ferry me back,
I plead, fetch me back
Into the dying memories.
The boring light punctured a stigma
Blinding from the vague darkness
Basking yonder the threshold of the door
An albino danseuse conquered my vision
And the stark pallor corrodes into the hue
Of the omnipresent phantoms of rue
I am going back, I am going back
Back into the cul-de-sac.
poem by Norman Santos
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Deviance
I embrace the darkness within
Forever serve beneath its hand
Horrid thoughts that surface to me
Ceremony bloods command
I will live through this forever
I have done the things you grieve
As you kneel before its evil
Death is here deep inside your
Skinned alive now naked
Terrorized no humanity
Seek salvation from an mia god
Empty vessels chanting for your death
Walk the streets beneath the shadows
Searching for a cryptic bride
Eat alive the conscience I hate
Without pain I watch you die
I will live through this forever
I have done the things you grieve
As you kneel before its evil
My face is the last you'll see
Soaked in blood the mask you wear
Haunting cries the dead scream for me
Staring eyes invoke no guilt
I can taste your mind your lifeless
Face the dead and dying
Feel your life drain
Through your soul
Seek salvation from an mia god
Empty vessels chanting for the dead
Death is yours
Your veins have dried
Staring eyes of glass now empty
Still you speak with lips so cold
In my head I hear you cry
God is dead can't save me
Taking lives with impunity
Resurrection of a deviant Christ
Feeding hate to capacity - deviance
song performed by by Slayer from God Hates Us All
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Wonderful Bologna
Wonderful Bologna
In your summer wishing
Like bouquets corona
With no color missing
Love songs for flowers
In the breezy wind blow
Your nearness empowers
On city streets glow
All people walking by
In gladness’s mood
Opening up sunshine sky
With their laugh attitude
Softness of shading
Beneath every footstep
All enjoyment abounding
For fresh summer prep
Wonderful spring city
Every aspect there found
Only joy that’s pretty
When gladness comes around
With crocuses growing
In tomorrow’s full blossom
When to summer we’re going
Full of hue that’s awesome
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Leah
They defied the gods and earned their wrath.
Waters washed over their land
sinking it miles beneath the sea
to languish for centuries in myth and mystery.
Then emerged a mysterious woman
I found floundering near the shore.
She said her name was Leah
and claimed she was from a land
that sunk centuries ago
by the gods deep beneath the sea.
As the days progressed from the time,
I found her
this is the story she related to me.
My city is one of many
and my people are very old.
We learnt a long time ago
the key to immortality.
Ours is but a simple life
farming fish and seaweed
for our daily feed.
Over the centuries we learnt the secrets
all here seek to learn,
how to breath underwater
and above on this land.
It was while I was exploring
you found me near the shore.
We go out quite often
just to explore this world
to see if you have learnt
from the mistakes we made
when we defied the gods.
Sadly, from what we have seen
you make more than we,
but I fear that unlike us
you will never sink beneath the sea.
Instead, your cities will crumble
and you will be buried
beneath your city’s waste
when the buildings crumble to the ground
She then rose up and moved
away from my house back to the sea,
as I called out her name Leah
a wind came up from nowhere
carrying her name away from me.
Leah vanished back into the sea
leaving me with only mystery.
Was she from the fabled Atlantis?
Was she as old as she had implied.
What about the prediction for us,
did I dream it all
or was it an alternate reality?
These questions I cannot answer,
but each night I wander
alone along the beach
and shout her name Leah
only to have the wind
carry it away from me
to somewhere far out to sea.
7 September 2011
poem by David Harris
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A Dialogue to Immanuel Kants
We prefer,
Beauty to the duty,
Cruelty to mercy,
Luxury to morality,
We are brought up
On the swings of ambitions,
And have remained astray
In the forest of lust.
We have trampled,
Gems of inner-self with the steeds
Of our own passions.
Our appetite has devoured us all,
And high castles of thoughts,
Buried beneath the debris
Of worthless infertile words.
O! Strange philosopher,
Out of reach lie our own skills,
Concealed from ourselves,
Yes the same all skills which make
Us gods but remain possessed
By the brute of our own inner-self.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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The girl with the sun in her hair...
The westerly wind blows gentle across the meadow,
Thoughts of her stampede throughout my mind,
Memories imagined of a dream living within a dream,
We frolicked careless beneath the summer sky,
Sunlit buttercups held beneath her chin all aglow,
The aroma of summer permeates the very heart of me,
Strawberry fields of memories warming my soul,
That moment when hearts touched etched into infinity,
Reminding me of sunlit days and careless abandonment,
We were the sun and the wind taunting one another,
The pure beauty of that moment shall live evermore,
When I held the girl with the sun in her hair...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
Dedicated to a friend...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Under the weather...
Under the weather
Down low
Beneath the ground
Water, mud, rain…
Soon I'll be gone
With the sand
In the wind
Sunny side up
Not so sunny
So I walk
Or is it mope?
I mope around
Away from the day
Escaping the sun's ray
Rainbow
Or is it a dark cloud?
I don't know
I can't see
I simply breathe
The dirty smoke
Under the weather
There I go
I just lost myself
Oops, clumsy me
I am but a simple waste of skin
That roams unnoticed
Undefined
Tragic Empty Space
Under the weather
Just a little raindrop
Leaking from tube to tube
Leaf to leaf
The bud of my light,
Now,
Turned back into a seed
Back to square one
Under the weather
Away from the sun
Under the weather
Under the mud
Purple, violet
I'm color blind
Corrupted
Interrupted
Blissfully unaware of my bind
Winter, fall
I don't matter
Silently, calmly, I crawl
Carrying my broken shell
Heavy weight
Fragile neck, my fragile back
Unseen snail
Under the weather
Under the rain…
poem by Lynn El Amine
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Spirit In Black
Welcome to my world
Involve yourself within my dream
Experience a life
Just like your mind thought not to be
Take a look through time
As past or present words to be
I rule this inferno
Enthroned for eternity
Coils of the serpent unwind
Buried beneath you will find
Deep in the halls of the damned
Spirit in black till the journey's end
Spirits damned to rot
Amidst the brimstone fireballs
Eyes of the dead
Watching from their living walls
Broken glass reflections
Show your flesh eaten away
Beyond the gates I'll take you
Where the blood forever rains
Coils of the serpent unwind
Buried beneath you will find
Deep in the halls of the damned
Spirit in black till the journey's end
Afterlife confessions
Tell me who you used to be
Looking on in wonder
As I show you it was me
Burning from within
You know one spark is all it takes
Hear the piercing cries of all
Who found that hell awaits
Living nightmare can't you see
You really have no choice
Faded memories haunt you
Listen clearly to my voice
Feed me all your hatred
Empty all your thoughts to me
I can fill your emptiness
With immortality
Welcome to my world
Involve yourself within my dream
Experience a life just like your mind thought not to be
Take a look through time
As past or present words to be
I rule this inferno
Enthroned for eternity
song performed by by Slayer from Seasons In The Abyss
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Unfettered Kite
Permit the effervescence of the wind
To don on your dishabille glacial shoulders
And take you in a sailing apt for your besieging
To an island heaving of palm trees
Swaying and combing of forking possibilities
Chances are, well, ineffable they are
And I cannot paint it with words
Because my palette is dull and eroded
But I know and I submit to believing
That chance will guide you in, by your elbow
To a promenade, a cavalcade, or a castle
Where no eyes had ever been to musing
Not even conception can even pry in
So leave this undulant slumber
And sear past the poignant clouds
Because you cannot be tethered in a ground
In the semblance of an effulgent specter
Invisible, lingering and malingering
To twine and string your unfathomable fate
And as you submit and remit
The jewels that shall permit
A key towards emanation
Of greater chances, in greater grounds
I shall heave you back difficultly
When I stare back at your backward glances
Yet I will endure and pull your emollient string
So you would only set off farther
Yonder the aptitude of your strings
Past the inclement horizon
Floundering past my aqueous vision
And I shall unstring you willingly,
My unfettered kite
And sedate myself with vicarious oblivion
As I muse upon the turgid azure skies
That you dominated like an adroit bird
With the aroma of yuletide breeze
And pantomimic carols tinkering
On the rustling and toppling leaves
Of the gyratory December, the last 31st
Of the first last year, and I will be,
Myself, an unfettered kite
As I lay in solitude and jealousy
Unfettered from the very start
And when the wind blows upon my spine
With no hands to pull back my strings,
No one to point the nonexistent escape door,
Fended by blithe despondent fingers
Of another egotistic specter in a ballet
Beneath the melody of her own canopy
I am left with no other submission
But be taken to my bereavement
And not to the island of chances
For I am a hapless, flightless,
Unfettered kite.
poem by Norman Santos
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Poet's Conference
Take away the quill pen,
Or the clacking of the keys
Of the hostile kissing
Of the keyboard
And there will be the manifests
Of the tremors and stammers
Of dysgraphic woes.
Take away the paper
Unsullied and immaculate
Without the stains of denouement
And there will be blood
And tears spilled
In an aposiopesis
Like the ink on every
Ethereal page.
Take away the guise
Of a poet or a writer,
Manqué or laureate,
The paradoxes, the metaphors,
The lyric lines that metamorphose
The fiendish solace beneath
The tombstones of the tacit
Written words
And there will rise
Fulminating the sunrise:
Agony,
Anguish,
Despair,
Desolate,
Morose,
Remorse,
Defeat,
Blackly,
Heavily,
Desperately,
Disembogued rivers.
poem by Norman Santos
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Hot Streets
Hot streets down below me
All the people moving slowly
As they search each others faces
For a trace of hope
Concealed beneath their laughter
And its only love theyre after
Mountains lie before me
Skies ahead are looking stormy
As the highway driver braces
For a race with time
To reach a destination
Of his own imagination
A child of the sky
A rider on the wind
I can fly
A prisoner of time
A dimensional crime
Lost am i
Winter stars above me
With a woman who can love me
And moonlight swept embraces
Fill my space with joy and peace
The sweet vibrations
Of a lovers celebration
song performed by by Chicago
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