Tsunami
Behold the Sea…
magnificent, vast, yet placid
on the surface…
Till from its deeper recess
rises the fury
of suppressed submarine wrath
And the Goliath
comes lashing down
with endless tongues
wiping out the world
in a few flashes.
…………………
With all his resource
Man can’t stop Nature on its course!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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The Pearl Is In Nature's Anger
THE PEARL IS IN NATURE'S ANGER
melvin banggollay
The pearl of the orient seas
Is a den of great catastrophies
as a wel known thyphoons belt
of 25 thyphoons upon its cheast
bringing flooding to the fullest
making live's problem out of rest.
Just recently 2 typhoons came
with hundred lives they claimed
drawning many with ocean of pains
burrying soul with mud of desdain
turning many's fate out of mercy
so blessed with endless agony.
Is this nature's great furious way
of showing its madness and fury
to let us realize our own stupidity
of raping nature's wealth everyday
even destroying its balance ecology
for our endless desire for money?
Phenomena of Global warming
over and accross every land and sea
to show upon us the ozone's warning
that it can't hold on mankind's fury
of raping nature without replacing
every tree we cut and burn everyday,
that it can not bear any longer
the war we waged out of our anger,
the pollution we make with danger
as we desire prosperity even we suffer
the wrath of nature and God's power.
poem by Melvin Banggollay
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It's a Feeling Deeper
There is a certain meaning to it.
For people who are born to do this.
It's not on the surface to depict.
With an easy category to assign to it.
It's a feeling deeper.
There is a certain meaning to it.
For people who are born to do this.
It's just not what it appears to exist.
This 'thing' is deeper.
Below a surface reached for 'it'.
It's a feeling deeper.
That's deep.
Deeper,
And from below a surface that must be exposed.
This 'thing' gets deeper,
And those knowing it want it shown not kept unknown.
It's a feeling deeper that's deep.
Deeper that's deep.
It's a feeling deeper.
It's not on the surface to depict.
With an easy category to assign to it.
It's a feeling deeper that's deep.
Deeper that's deep.
It's just not what it appears to exist.
This 'thing' is deeper.
Below a surface reached for 'it'.
It's a feeling deeper that's deep.
Deeper that's deep.
It's a feeling deeper.
That's deep.
Deeper that's deep.
Deeper.
Deeper.
It's a feeling deeper.
That's deep.
Deeper that's deep.
Much deeper.
How can anyone connect it.
Deeper.
How can anyone connect it.
Deeper!
How can anyone connect it.
Deeper!
Much much deeper!
How can anyone connect it.
Deeper.
How can anyone connect it.
Deeper!
How can anyone connect it.
Deeper!
Much much deeper!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Deeper
She moves with a tender kiss
And I can't stop feeling
She soothes with a tenderness
And I can't stop feeling
Oh I don't even know her name
But I can't stop feeling
She says that she feels the same
But I can't stop feeling
And if you let me try tonight,
You just might see that...
I'm falling deeper and deeper and deeper
In love
And I'm feeling more and more and more
and more and more alone
Oh yeah
She turns her lies into art
And I can't stop feeling
One touch and I fall apart
And I can't stop feeling
It sounded like an old clich
But I can't stop feeling
I love her in a thousand ways
And I can't stop feeling
And if you let me try tonight, well you just might see that...
I'm falling deeper and deeper and deeper
In love
And I'm feeling more and more and more and
more and more alone
Oh yeah
Well every simple notion
Is poetry in motion
Oh can't you see it's pushing me over the edge
This wrecking ball you're holding
Has crushed the hearts you've stolen
I'll give you my devotion all over again
And if you let me try tonight, you just might see that I'm...
That I'm falling deeper and deeper and deeper
In love
And I'm feeling more and more and more and
more and more alone
yeah
And I'm falling deeper and deeper and deeper
In love
And yet I'm feeling more and more and more
and more and more alone
Oh yeah
song performed by by Hanson
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Hymn 42
Divine wrath and mercy.
Nah. 1:1-3; Heb. 12:29.
Adore and tremble, for our God
Is a consuming fire!
His jealous eyes his wrath inflame,
And raise his vengeance higher.
Almighty vengeance, how it burns!
How bright his fury glows!
Vast magazines of plagues and storms
Lie treasured for his foes.
Those heaps of wrath, by slow degrees,
Are forced into a flame;
But kindled, oh! how fierce they blaze!
And rend all nature's frame.
At his approach the mountains flee,
And seek a wat'ry grave;
The frighted sea makes haste away,
And shrinks up every wave.
Through the wide air the weighty rocks
Are swift as hailstones hurled;
Who dares engage his fiery rage
That shakes the solid world?
Yet, mighty God, thy sovereign grace
Sits regent on the throne;
The refuge of thy chosen race
When wrath comes rushing down.
Thy hand shall on rebellious kings
A fiery tempest pour,
While we beneath thy shelt'ring wings
Thy just revenge adore.
poem by Isaac Watts
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The Goal Of Poetry
it is simply to reach
out to people
with our verbal hands
these mental arms
and make them
look
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
d eeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeperdeeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
too, within
themselves
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Yellow Submarine
In the town where I was born
Lived a man who sailed to sea
And he told us of his life
In the land of submarines
So we sailed up to the sun
Till we found the sea of green
And we lived beneath the waves
In our yellow submarine
We all live in a yellow submarine
Yellow submarine
song performed by by Beatles from 1
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David & Goliath
Hebrew Bible (Christian Old Testament)
They described him as a Giant!
But this Goliath is a very skinny person
In his sixties and an orphan.
He seeks a relative in the World
And he met David the gravedigger in an old Bakery.
But not that David The King of future Israel.
They came to know each other
And lived together.
Goliath helps David in his diggings.
And one morning David didn't wake up
And Goliath completed his job.
The story tells that Goliath died in his Centinarian!
*[ My Grandson grumbles to make a story using the name David who brings bread in his bicycle for them.]
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Love Is The Seventh Wave
In the empire of the senses
Youre the queen of all you survey
All the cities all the nations
Everything that falls your way
There is a deeper wave than this
That you dont understand
There is a deeper wave than this
Tugging at your hand
Every ripple on the ocean
Every leaf on every tree
Every sand dune in the desert
Every power we never see
There is a deeper wave than this
Swelling in the world
There is a deeper wave than this
Listen to me girl
Feel it rising in the cities
Feel it sweeping over land
Over borders, over frontiers
Nothing will its power withstand
There is no deeper wave than this
Rising in the world
There is no deeper wave than this
Listen to me girl
All the bloodshed, all the anger
All the weapons, all the greed
All the armies, all the missiles
All the symbols of our fear
There is a deeper wave than this
Rising in the world
There is a deeper wave than this
Listen to me girl
At the still point of destruction
At the centre of the fury
All the angels, all the devils
All around us cant you see
There is a deeper wave than this
Rising in the land
There is a deeper wave than this
Nothing will withstand
I say love is the seventh wave
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The Need For Drama
let us say, Goliath, finally realized that he
really loves Bathsheba who is now in Chicago finally taking care of the old woman.
Bathsheba sent the rumor that she is now living-in with somebody
and that is the end of their marriage.
Goliath isn't huge at the last, and Bathsheba isn' t that pure anyway.
They lead their own lives now.
As true individuals.
The journey of separate souls
is a big drama.
One does not really like it.
But this happens.
Crying, and then of course at the end,
one gets used to it.
Behind two kissing lips,
the sun rises after.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Tiger Fury
The image of the pussycat,
So playful, without care...
Was gone in seconds, just like that,
When fury made him stare...
And all at once, the mood had changed
And tension killed the calm...
The trembling tiger looked deranged,
Intent on deadly harm.
His body language said it all -
You've stepped across the line!
How dare you think that you're so tall
That you can take what's mine!
Your very life hangs by a thread!
For you, there's no escape!
I'll scratch you till your blood has bled,
Then crush you like a grape!
You'll never see the stars again,
Nor silver moon at night...
For I'll teach you a lesson, then
You'll feel one final bite!
My fury takes my fear away...
I'll win with no remorse!
If I were you, I wouldn't stay,
But you must stay, of course!
For fury echoes in your heart
Enough to match my own -
You've too much pride, you won't depart,
Yet soon I'll stand alone...
Yes, one must live and one must die...
The countdown tracks the time!
Two furies fight and fur must fly...
Till one fury lasts sublime...
The poem is based on the magnificent painting
by Stephen Gayford called 'Tiger Fury'.
poem by Denis Martindale
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Alone in the Woods
Alone in the woods I felt
The bitter hostility of the sky and the trees
Nature has taught her creatures to hate
Man that fusses and fumes
Unquiet man
As the sap rises in the trees
As the sap paints the trees a violent green
So rises the wrath of Nature's creatures
At man
So paints the face of Nature a violent green.
Nature is sick at man
Sick at his fuss and fume
Sick at his agonies
Sick at his gaudy mind
That drives his body
Ever more quickly
More and more
In the wrong direction.
poem by Stevie Smith
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Mist Upon the Placid Morn
Bleed out your beauty, Autumn –
Give up a gentle wrist, and smear
Your bloody hues atop the green.
Cast a calming throw of heady peace
Upon the cooling land.
And as you grant the sun a final fling of warmth,
Charge the silent air
(Now lolling on a foliar deathbed)
With earthen whiff to intimate the fungal push.
Soon you’ll send a shiver down the watery spine of
Quivering ponds, punctual brooks, and
Listless lakes, to warn them of the freeze to come.
Behold! your mellow spirit
Hanging as a mist upon the placid morn –
A sight that draws a sneaking tear or two – forlorn
Observers are we all of colder climes to view!
Autumn Lady, must you be the summer waning –?
Our adieu to fairer-weather life?
Ah well, at least you hum a warming tone, ensuring
Nature’s rhythm still abounds.
But now you must prepare the mind for chilly times –
You know the drill –
Guiding us along a sloping path
To ease our psyche in to sleet and snow –
The blue-ice bite of winter.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Equal Ways
So the circle cannot fade
It turns in endless ways
It turns its endless days
So this window offers views
Of endless loves and fears
Of endless moves and stance
We turn in rest and dance
Scoff at our arises and falls
I wont stop wonder
I will never stop wonder
They walk in flowers
They walk in shorts
They win the nothings
They win awards
It makes no sence to me,
I walk the flowers
Win the nothings
So this circle cannot fail
It turns its endless ways
It turns its endless days
Scare the dower,
Rises and falls
I wont stop wonder
I wont ever stop wander
We turn in equal days
So lets live in equal ways
We turn in equal ways
So lets live in equal days
song performed by by Xymox
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Equal Ways
So the circle cannot fade
It turns in endless ways
It turns its endless days
So this window offers views
Of endless loves and fears
Of endless moves and stance
We turn in rest and dance
Scoff at our arises and falls
I wont stop wonder
I will never stop wonder
They walk in flowers
They walk in shorts
They win the nothings
They win awards
It makes no sence to me,
I walk the flowers
Win the nothings
So this circle cannot fail
It turns its endless ways
It turns its endless days
Scare the dower,
Rises and falls
I wont stop wonder
I wont ever stop wander
We turn in equal days
So lets live in equal ways
We turn in equal ways
So lets live in equal days
song performed by by Xymox
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Behold The Sea
Behold the sea, the mighty restless sea!
Behold the strand of battered rock and sand!
The endless fight between the sea and man!
Behold the sea!
Through wind and storm the foaming breakers roar
What of the man who waits upon the shore?
What of the man you hold forevermore?
Behold the sea!
Rolling along in the starlight
Restless, plentiful and strong
Rolling along in the moonlight
Surf and spray shining in the sun
Behold the sea, the mighty restless sea!
Behold the strand of battered rock and sand!
The endless fight between the sea and man!
Behold the sea!
poem by Jerry Caldwell
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You Hear Nature's Voice
You hear Nature's voice in the river that ever flows on towards the sea
A voice destined to live forever that has lived for untold centuries
From the foothills of the high country it babbles downhill night and day
By groves and by ditches and hedgerows to saltwater it winds it's way.
You hear Nature's voice in her birdsong their music carrying in the breeze
The sounds that the freshening winds make rustling in the leaves of the trees
Some of the happier sounds of Nature though to Nature there's another side
When Nature she shouts out her anger all others from her seek a safe place to hide.
When Nature she grows very angry the fear of the World is in her cry
She shakes the Earth flattens great buildings she roars and her lightning flashes in the sky
She crackles when her forests burn leaving blackness and smoke everywhere
With the power of Nature in a fury none other can hope to compare.
You hear Nature's voice in all Seasons Winter, Spring and Summer and Fall
And you hear Nature's voice in the night-time when her nocturnal creatures do call
Nature's voice will live on forever 'tis something not destined to die
As Nature herself does not have a time span as such are for mortals such as I.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Paradise Blessed
Rippling blue, sky's reflection,
Sea and river, winds direction.
Water lapping, briskly flowing,
Twinkling facets, motion growing.
Sunshine glinting, sparkling array,
Shining sunbeams, jewelled ballet.
Waves disturbing, turning grey,
Lightning flashes, sparks ricochet.
Gloom descending, thunder cracks,
Whipping twister, storm attacks.
Lashing downpour, terror felt,
Endless tumult, hailstones pelt.
Calmness gathers, squall complies,
Raindrops ceasing, uproar dies.
Gentle breezes, warming air,
Peaceful nature, silence rare.
Azure welkin, zephyr caressed,
Abundant freshness, paradise blessed.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Magnificent Twelve
the magnificent twelve were there
and their words are spread till this very day.
their words have reached each and every nation
to show the world eternal salvation.
there is nothing that they could not do
for their belief was stronger than me and you.
for they followed the LORD from the very first day
and saw and heard what HE could do and say.
HE healed the deaf and cured the blind
all this done in a very short time.
HE fed the crowd that followed
with just a few fish
and turned water into wine
at a marriage divine.
because of this -fear spread through out the lands
touching kings and people of power
HIS word spreading each and every hour.
the magnificent twelve were there
at HIS betrayal and condemnation.
this is the reason they spread
HIS word to every nation.
for HE offered us eternal salvation.
till this very day HIS words are seen and heard.
and like a good shepard HE watches HIS flock.
this is something that will never stop.
believe in CHRIST for there is no other.
for in HIS world we are sister and brother.
poem by Louis Rams
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My art is an attempt to reach beyond the surface appearance. I want to see growth in wood, time in stone, nature in a city, and I do not mean its parks but a deeper understanding that a city is nature too-the ground upon which it is built, the stone with which it is made.
quote by Andy Goldsworthy
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A Hollow Nothing
While the raging fire burns down the earth
I cocoon myself beside an imaginary hearth
Dreaming of rains to douse the fire
‘It won’t be there’, my hopes aspire!
While the tides sweep lives away
I imagine I can forever stay
Hidden from the tongues in lashing motion
Beneath a placid and protective ocean!
While the storm roars and the gale hisses
I pray for God’s grace and good wishes
To save me come what season
‘I must live whatever the reason’!
Living thus in an imaginary land
Building castle in the drifting sand
I turn a moron selfish and mean
A hollow nothing beyond bone and skin!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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