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To (H) ATOR

She kisses inspiration with the scent of living lotus;
raining resurrection on this body’s light of mind.

Her eyes’ imagination dreams a dance of desert day gods;
orbiting oasis in a triumph tone of one.

She speaks initiation with a word of no beginning;
talking of the Tora in an aur ‘a mouth to ear.

Her heart’s illumination lights a lamp of liberation;
asking ‘nihilation for each lick of elixir.

1995

poem by Randy Resh
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Tora, Tora, Tora (Out With The Boys)

Pay-day Friday and the weekend's here,
I've been workin' all week tryin' to pay for this gear
gonna raise Hell on Union Street,
thirteen guys and a packet of three.
And if I don't get laid I'll sure die tryin',
tonight this city's gonna be all mine.
I wanna talk about motorbikes, cars and things,
no sophistication or designer jeans.
I'm no angel, but I know what I like,
a little rough and tumble on a Friday night.
I'm like a cornered rat, I gotta explode.
Goodbye baby don't know when I'll be home.
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys,
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys,
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys tonight.
By eleven o'clock I'll be flyin' high,
ain't nothing in the world that I won't try.
Jimmy got smashed, took his trousers off,
Barman said, " You boys have had enough.
Join the army, get yourself a decent job."
Indecent exposure in a parking lot.
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys,
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys,
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys tonight.
[instrumental verse]
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys,
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys,
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys tonight.
Bundle on the dance floor, a jaw got bust.
Swear to God that it wasn't one of us.
A seven foot bouncer called the police,
we got pulled in for disturbing the peace.
Well if you can't take a joke
then there ain't no point in living,
Sunday morning I woke up laughin'.
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys,
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys,
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys tonight.
What d' you say?
Tora, Tora, Tora, where's my old man?
Tora, Tora, Tora, where's my old man?
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys.
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys,
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys,
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys tonight.
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys.
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys,
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys,
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys tonight.
playing fast, ain't it

song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Tora, Tora, Tora

(Rod Stewart)
Pay-day Friday and the weekend's here,
I've been workin' all week tryin' to pay for this gear
gonna raise Hell on Union Street,
thirteen guys and a packet of three.
And if I don't get laid I'll sure die tryin',
tonight this city's gonna be all mine.
I wanna talk about motorbikes, cars and things,
no sophistication or designer jeans.
I'm no angel, but I know what I like,
a little rough and tumble on a Friday night.
I'm like a cornered rat, I gotta explode.
Goodbye baby don't know when I'll be home.
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys,
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys,
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys tonight.
By eleven o'clock I'll be flyin' high,
ain't nothing in the world that I won't try.
Jimmy got smashed, took his trousers off,
Barman said, ' You boys have had enough.
Join the army, get yourself a decent job.'
Indecent exposure in a parking lot.
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys,
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys,
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys tonight.
[instrumental verse]
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys,
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys,
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys tonight.
Bundle on the dance floor, a jaw got bust.
Swear to God that it wasn't one of us.
A seven foot bouncer called the police,
we got pulled in for disturbing the peace.
Well if you can't take a joke
then there ain't no point in living,
Sunday morning I woke up laughin'.
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys,
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys,
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys tonight.
What d' you say?
Tora, Tora, Tora, where's my old man?
Tora, Tora, Tora, where's my old man?
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys.
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys,
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys,
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys tonight.
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys.
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys,
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys,
Tora, Tora, Tora, out with the boys tonight.
playing fast, ain't it

song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Her love is my inspiration

Her love is my inspiration

Love is the inspiration for my heart to sing a tune,
love is the inspiration for my ear to hear,
love is the inspiration for my soul to warm,
love is the inspiration for my mouth to smile,
love is the inspiration for my eyes to glisten.

Love is the inspiration to draw my soul near another
love is the inspiration for my mouth to utter sweet words,
love is the inspiration for my eyes to gaze upon her,
love is the inspiration for my heart to speak out.

Love is the inspiration for need, love is the inspiration for my mouth to touch hers,
love is the inspiration for my eyes to close,
love is the inspiration for my heart to race,
love is the inspiration for my tears to burn.

Love is the inspiration for longing,
love is the inspiration for my eyes to see only her,
love is the inspiration for my heart to cry out,
love is the inspiration for my ear to hear her whispers,
love is the inspiration for my soul to join hers forever.

Love is the inspiration for forever,
love is the inspiration for my heart to be whole,
love is the inspiration for my ear to always hear those words,
love is the inspiration for my soul to have hers,
love is the inpiration for my mouth to speak the truth.

Love is the inspiration for my soul to seek life
love is the inspirationfor my ear to hear her words,
love is the inspiration for my soul to reach for her,
love is the inspiration for my mouth to speak her truths,
love is the inspiration for my eyes to always look upon her first,

For she is the inspiration for my Love.

Nathaniel Cole Buddington

poem by Nathan Buddington
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Love is the inspiration

Love is the inspiration for the heart to sing a tune,
For the ear to hear,
For the soul to warm,
For the mouth to smile,
For the eyes to glisten.

Love is the inspiration for want,
For the soul to draw near another,
For the mouth to utter sweet words,
For the eyes to gaze upon,
For the heart to speak out.

Love is the inspiration for need,
For the mouth to touch,
For the eyes to close,
For the heart to race,
For the ear to burn.

Love is the inspiration for longing,
For the eyes to see only the one,
For the heart to cry out,
For the ear to hear whispers,
For the soul to join another forever.

Love is the inspiration for forever,
For the heart to be whole,
For the ear to always hear those words,
For the soul to have another,
For the mouth to speak the truth.

Love is the inspiration for the heart to seek God,
For the ear to hear his word,
For the soul to reach for him,
For the mouth to speak his truth,
For the eyes to always look upon him first,

For God is the inspiration for Love.

poem by Rabecca Welch
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To Know The Word of the Spirit Original 01 16 2011

TO KNOW THE WORD
OF THE SPIRIT:
Original 01 16 2011

To know the word as motive
Know that God speaks the nous
Between his will and knowledge
Prerogatives of vision and reason

To know the word as verbal
Know that God speaks transcendent
Nous -to know the word as noun
Know God speaks the tone of you
To know the word as poem read
To know the word as pronoun
Know that god does not speak
Of you god speaks to you

To know the word as adverb
Know that God does not speak
About you God speaks through you

To know the word as adjective
Know that God speaks by you
To know the word as preposition
Know God speaks from the heart
To know the word as poem write
To know the word is off the table
Know that God knows who sops
And all that was [was] forgiven
To know word as free verse

To know the word as parable
Know that God speaks nous
To know that God has spoken
Know pain and pleasure in spirit.

Lee Mack copyright 2009. ISBN # 0615318347. Do not reproduce without permissions.

poem by Lee B. Mack
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Rose An Inspiration

Rose, the sign of love
Beauty is picturesque
Speaks for itself
An inspiration

Rose, scent is everlasting
Always fresh upon the eyes
Keeping a pose of pure divine
Beauty evokes
An inspiration

Rose, pedals are smooth
With a bounty of great beauty
Shows affectionate feelings
Has a unique power
An inspiration

Rose, sways slowly in a breeze
Perfuming a scent all its own
So, sweet and light
An inspiration

Rose, in full bloom, it is radiant
As it whispers of passion
Breathes of love
An inspiration

Rose, each thorn has a reminder
Rose, is fragile and delicate
Love can hurt
An inspiration

Rose, a token of great love
An inspiration

poem by Elizabeth Grant Price
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I need inspiration

I need inspiration like rolling hills and roaring thunder
I need inspiration like humanity's fatal blunder
I need inspiration of the purest kind
Where both the dark and the light are defined

I need inspiration to spark the flame of imagination
I need inspiration that could rouse an entire nation
I need inspiration like a roaring fire
The kind of inspiration of which I'll never tire

Please love be my inspiration
You love, are the light of my imagination
With those emerald eyes that are so serene
Your tempting words which set the scene
Your candied lips and gentle breath
That soul of yours with its endless depth

Come my love, explore with me
There is so much we've yet to see
On our journey we shall inspire that dullest of imaginations
And your love will be my eternal inspiration

poem by Jade Hymora
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She Mannequin

Pefect girl - visit me in your dreams
Run away with me tonight
This lasts forever all it seems
That your not real to me
I don't care
Chrystal clear - I see your face
And I know you see me too
You look at me
My heart is race
Not even real yet
I fall for you
Do you seem so real to me
Just my dream - my fantasy
Mean nothing it all
A vision in my mind
I don't care
I don't know
I don't care
The lights are off when we're alone
(Yes, we were talking on the phone)
I'm still asleep kickin' in my sheets, yeah.
The lights are off when we're alone
(Yes, we were talking on the phone)
I'm still asleep kickin' in my sheets
For you
Waited for you
You never came
Lying away alone in bed
Yet you have changed
I'm still the same
Your promises were in my head
Do you seem so real to me
I couldn't see
Nothing it all
A vision in my mind
I don't care
I don't know
I don't care
The lights are off when we're alone
(Yes, we were talking on the phone)
I'm still asleep kickin' in my sheets, yeah
The lights are off when we're alone
(Yes, we were talking on the phone)
I'm still asleep kickin' in my sheets
For you
And only you
The lights are off when we're alone
(Wish we were talking on the phone)
The lights are off when we're alone
(Wish we were talking on the phone)
The lights are off
The lights are off
The lights are off when we're alone
(Wish we were talking on the phone)
Please turn the lights on
The lights are off when we're alone
(Wish were talking on the phone)
I'm still asleep kickin' in my sheets, yeah
The lights are off when we're alone
(Yes, we were talking on the phone)
The lights are off
The lights are off
The lights are off when we're alone
(Wish we were talking on the phone)
Please turn the lights on

song performed by by All American Rejects
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A Fantasy

I was an Arab,
I loved my horse;
Swift as an arrow
He swept the course.

Sweet as a lamb
He came to hand;
He was the flower
Of all the land.

Through lonely nights
I rode afar;
God lit His lights--
Star upon star.

God's in the desert;
His breath the air:
Beautiful desert,
Boundless and bare!

Free as the wild wind,
Light as a foal;
Ah, there is room there
To stretch one's soul.

Far reached my thought,
Scant were my needs:
A few bananas
And lotus seeds.

Sparkling as water
Cool in the shade,
Ibrahim's daughter,
Beautiful maid.

Out of thy Kulleh,
Fairest and first,
Give me to drink
Quencher of thirst.

I am athirst, girl;
Parched with desire,
Love in my bosom
Burns as a fire.

Green thy oasis,
Waving with Palms;
Oh, be no niggard,
Maid, with thy alms.

Kiss me with kisses,
Buds of thy mouth,
Sweeter than Cassia
Fresh from the South.

Bind me with tresses,
Clasp with a curl;
And in caresses
Stifle me, girl.

I was an Arab
Ages ago!
Hence this home-sickness
And all my woe.

poem by Mathilde Blind
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Thy Word

Thy word is a lamp unto my feet
And a light unto my path.
Thy word is a lamp unto my feet
And a light unto my path.
When I feel afraid,
And think Ive lost my way.
Still, youre there right beside me.
Nothing will I fear
As long as you are near;
Please be near me to the end.
Thy word is a lamp unto my feet
And a light unto my path.
Thy word is a lamp unto my feet
And a light unto my path.
I will not forget
Your love for me and yet,
My heart forever is wandering.
Jesus by my guide,
And hold me to your side,
And I will love you to the end.
Nothing will I fear
As long as you are near;
Please be near me to the end.
Thy word is a lamp unto my feet
And a light unto my path.
Thy word is a lamp unto my feet
And a light unto my path.
And a light unto my path.
Youre the light unto my path.

song performed by by Amy Grant
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Sexual Category With Taste Of Chocolate

Deep chocolate cover kisses in the shower
Starving heart and mouth set in action again
Soothe food for you, sexual category and chocolate
Script love poetry on your hot glowing skin
Mouth warm chocolate rolls upon the tongue
Songs from my heart written on sandy beach
Unchained to dance, sweep up in a original tidal current

Deep chocolate cover kisses in the shower
He smiles at me, lick me clean and beg for more
Burning bright, he whisper and chant the words
Sweet songs my heart wrote for your ear alone
Starving heart and mouth geared up to begin again
Untied to dance, swept up in a original tidal current
Sexual category and chocolate, soothe food for the essence

poem by Ezna Stephna
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Something Better Beginning

They said this was the last dance
The lights went dim as I looked round the floor
Then I saw you standing there
Then I walked up to you and I asked for this dance
The band had started to play
I held you hand and I sighed
Is this the start of another heart breaker
Or something better beginning
Something better beginning
Something better beginning
I never thought Id love like this until I met you
I found something I thought Id never had
The only time I feel all right is when Im with you
I wonder how long it will last
I walked you home in the night
The moon shone bright as we walked hand in hand
Ive known this joy once before
But it came to an end just as it had began
Each step that I took with you
Brought one thing closer to my mind
Is this the start of another heart breaker
Or something better beginning
Something better beginning
Something better beginning

song performed by by Kinks
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My Beloved In A Mosaic

Sinking into contemplation where soft words
fill body and mind while my love flows in a
turquoise stream as the sun's rays dance
among the dreams which are part of me

Seeing myself in all I love, the light passing
through my crystal lamp, the prism creating
a thousand rainbows like my soul reflecting
my beloved in a mosaic of interacting bits

The lamp symbol of my soul - I also see all
I love within; your eyes holding a thousand
dreams, my eyes replying with a thousand
more; my figurines, fairy and shepherdess

Representing belief in romance, you, my own
chimney sweep - my hand stroking your chin,
following the line of your brow - meeting the
need for a soft satin touch - and your hand

Softly teazing my neck; taking care of all we
love - offering each other the greatest gift:
my trust in your heart as I receive the trust
you have in me - what a wonderful bond

The link you have forged in the fires of your
heart and the throes of your passion - our
delight forevermore…

poem by Margaret Alice Second
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The lotus eye

A lotus is born in muddy water

You cannot grow lotus anywhere else

A sage is born in a decadent world

Jesus never comes during any golden age

He came in an age harrowed by humbugs

A lotus has eyes

They are enamoured of the Sun

Jesus had lotus eyes

They could see the Sun and nothing else

He saw light and nothing else

He was always in light

The lotus is the Sun on earth

Jesus was the Sun on earth

When we pray to Jesus

Our prayer goes to a lotus

When we caress a lotus

We caress God the Son

poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya
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Streets

Let's dance the jig!

Above all else I loved her eyes,
More clear than stars of cloudless skies,
And arch and mischievous and wise.

Let's dance the jig!

So skilfully would she proceed
To make a lover's bare heart bleed,
That it was beautiful indeed!

Let's dance the jig!

But keenlier have I relished
The kisses of her mouth so red
Since to my heart she has been dead.

Let's dance the jig!

The circumstances great and small,-
Words, moments . . . I recall, recall
It is my treasure among all.

Let's dance the jig!

poem by Paul Verlaine
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So what will it be?

So what will it be?
What will it be?
What will it be?

When the sun rises
With life hitches that you try to stitch
In your everyday struggle

So what will it be?
What will it be?
What will it be?

When you try to analyse
Instead of embracing
What’s been thrown before you?

You may think you have the answer
But whatever it is
I get your point
Let me be blunt
Open your mind, open your eyes
Can’t you understand?
For it is not that easy
Life itself is messy and greasy

You are probably wondering
What I am talking about
I am talking about yesterday
I am talking about last month
About last year
I am talking about that time we first met
In this worlds mysterious set
When we both not scared to experiment

I remember the flirty words we first spoke
And how sensual you felt in the morning when we awoke
I remember your hot feverish kisses
Which with your slender tongue you unleashed
I remember your gentle touch
And the feel of your silky skin
Our exchange of hot body fluids
When you delivered your goods

A choice of broken moods
Brought it all to an end my friend

Since then
I have an inclination
A declaration
It is my confession
My virtual animation
Of my vivid imagination
Of what events should take place between me and you

Sometimes people never know
How you feel inside and they go
Leaving you low
As time grows
So I say it out aloud
If you cant hear
It may get to you by word of mouth

Now we meet again
I hope this time not in vain
There is something here I fear
For when I look into your eyes
You body silently trembles
And your fixed smile resembles
That of Miss Queen Latifas
From afar
Your natural spontaneous gaze
Embroids and glitters your face

When I touch you
You shake like a leaf
While I play with your scarf
I want to taste the lily of your valley
And touch your cream coloured honey
I want to feel the skin of your world with my lips
And listen to your moaning sounds on my trip
But for now we can start with a kiss
It’s a bit of a hit and miss

This is my fantasy
A living reality of my needs
So what will be?
What will it be?
What will it be?

My illusion
My final conclusion
Is perpetually simple
You were meant to be
For you and me
Can’t you see?
So what will it be?

© Sylvia Chidi- 17 October 2005

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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In the Spirit of Rumi-39-The Desert

As the cool dawn brings the light
to the desert where the blue-white sky
meets the sand that time and man have brought,
and you wake the camel boy
to lead the camels from the waterside –

before you mount the lurching beast
and sway off into the desert on your path,
the camel-bells tinkling on the harness,

look into the camel’s eyes.
There you will see mingled,
pride in its being; patience in its duty.

The wise men say that God is found
where opposites meet and are resolved.
Proud in its being, patient in its duty –
no great wonder, then, that the camel
has been chosen of God to take you
across the desert of your destiny in faith and trust;

for in the world of metaphor, where man meets God
in the mind’s own language,
the camel is your body; dutiful proud servant
for the journey you must take; your company
for the length of time that journey takes.

So, traveller, when you reach the green and cool oasis
at the ending of the day’s sufficient journey -
first tie your camel by the waters of refreshment
before you kneel; for food; for prayer; then
resting in the bright-eyed company;
the eyes of those who scan the round horizon as they ride
and wonder always, what oasis lies beyond.

poem by Michael Shepherd
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Sweet Inspiration

Lyrics and music by dan penn and spooner oldham
I need your sweet inspiration
I need you here on my mind
Every hour of the day
Without your sweet inspiration
The lonely hours of the night
Just dont go my way
A woman in love
Needs sweet inspiration
Yeah, and honey thats all I ask, thats all I ask from you
Ive gotta have your sweet inspiration
You know there just aint no tellin what a satisfied woman might do
The way you call me baby, baby
Is such a sweet inspiration
The way you call me darlin, darlin
Sets my heart to skating
And if Im out in the rain, baby
And in a bad situation
You know I just reach back in my mind
And there I find your sweet, sweet inspiration
Sweet inspiration
Oh, what a power
And Ive got the power
Every hour of the day
I need your inspiration
To go on, to go on living
To keep on giving this way
I need your sweet inspiration
Sweet inspiration, sweet inspiration, sweet inspiration
Sweet, sweet inspiration
Sweet, sweet inspiration
I need, sweet inspiration

song performed by by Vonda Shepard
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Inspiration and Imagination

Inspiration can be found everywhere
if we open our eyes to see.
It can be found in every living thing
and even amongst the decay.
We have to attune our mind to it,
see the possibilities within there,
then put our pen to paper,
write as our imagination flows.
Once our imagination starts,
the words will come tumbling out
and we will find ourselves
flowing with rhymes and prose.

30 July 2008

poem by David Harris
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The Master Painter

The master painter unfolds his palette
Strokes generously with his brush,
The sky explodes with images of delight,
An inspiration, for the mind, and heart.
Turner would be envious of such a canvas.
But all too soon the inspiration fades
The light extinguishes and darkness comes
For just moments you painted with your mind
Flew with the eagles into the soaring beauty
Escaped the everyday for the world of imagination

poem by James Tipp
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