A Place Quite Like This
the breeze is gentle it feels like heaven
the trees along the street the heighs are even
and dusts give way for dew well before it's seven
i've never seen anything quite like this
the glorious sun is swallowed opposite the east
when we called it a day both men and beast
for the needs of tommorrow we worried the least
i've never been to anywhere quite like this
here lies the blessings of nature's element
all the sunshine that enriches the farmament
truely no other place can boast of such endowment
i've never seen anyone quit to like this
poem by Ray Anyasi
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Nature's blessings Spring
Nature's blessings called Spring
Nature's blessings
Cherry trees in bloom
Cascades of colours
Floating into my room
Nature's blessings
Eruption of new life
Everywhere around
It's the eternal bound
Nature's blessings
Spring's awakening
Fills one with new hopes
Melting away sorrow slopes
Nature's blessings
Shy scarce sunbeams
Sense of survival
Swallow's arrival
Nature's blessings
Flowers popping up
It's time to hold on
For young and old
Nature's blessings
Cycle of every year
Winter months we bear
Now earthly warming
Nature's blessings
Worth all the gold
Nature's natural gift
To life we all hold
Nature's blessings called Spring
poem by Morhardt Carmen Mencita Monoi Angel
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Nature Of The Beast
It is the key to all the doors,
It is the crashing on the shores.
It lives in your steering wheel.
It hides in the wind and rain,
With voices as cold as steel
Its calling your name
It is the smile upon his face
It is the winning of the race.
It lives in the red-alert.
It lives in the power game
Its easy to take to heart
But harder to tame
This is the nature of the beast
(this is the nature)
This is the nature of the beast
(this is the nature)
Without all this heat
Theyll be dancing west to east
This is the nature of the beast
It is the glowing in his eyes
It is the reason for his lies
How many know youre there
How many play your game
Hes always the man to dare
Youre always to blame
It is the need to understand
It is the trigger in his hand
It lives in the uniform
It grows from the need to gain
With faces so old and torn
Its calling your name
This is the nature of the beast
(this is the nature)
This is the nature of the beast
(this is the nature)
Without all this heat
Theyll be dancing west to east
This is the nature of the beast.
song performed by by Spandau Ballet
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Only Heaven knows
Only heaven knows the truth
only heaven knows the answers
that we need to know.
Standing and starring at my window deep down in my heart
and thoughts, l only see these visions l dont understand about
what's lies ahead of me in the game, only heaven knows
l dont know how certain is tommorrow going to be, as l dont have an clue who holds the future
but only heaven has all the possible answers, only heaven knows..
Do l still have time to grow?
Because things they always say
keep me wondering, do you know
what tommorrow hold for us all?
Only heaven knows..
Let us be always at the correct
place and be alert at regular intervals, and talking to them ALMIGHTY to find clue, answers to solve mystries that lies ahead our our lives and to surrender our HEARTS, TRUST AND FAITH TO HIM
for he is our legacy of life...
Only heaven can heal sorrows which earth can not heal, we might be have troubles and many,
questions we cant answer, but only heaven knows
poem by Donald Kuutsi
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It Will Be a Glorious Day
When we reach Heaven's shore-We will leave our troubles behind-There will be no tears in Heaven-We will have no worried mind-It will be a Glorious day-It will be a glorious day-When we arrive in heaven-It will be a glorious day-When we hear the trumpet sound-We will sail up in the air-We'll leave behind our burdens-There's only joy and peace up there-We'll be welcomed in by Jesus-When we enter heaven's door-Once again we'll see our loved ones-That have gone on before.
poem by Joy Thacker
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Longtime Sunshine
Sometimes I want to pack it all up
Get on a bus and move to Vermont
Or Maine or any of those states back east
That I remember...
Sometimes I wanna go back to school
An east coast college with some history
I'd be satisfied I know in the simple things
Longtime sunshine
Longtime sunshine upon me
Sometimes I want to build a house
With a wood stove or a fire place
In the middle of the livingroom
An old piano...
Sometimes it don't seem so bad
To settle down with a good woman
Leave this lonely life behind
Forever and ever
Longtime sunshine
Longtime sunshine upon me
Longtime sunshine
Longtime sunshine upon me
Sometimes I wanna get in a car
Close my eyes and drive real fast
Keep on going 'till I get someplace
Where I can truly rest
Longtime sunshine
Longtime sunshine upon me
Longtime sunshine
Longtime sunshine upon me
song performed by by Weezer
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Being everything else than me
it seems like family don't know who i am,
it's like they see that i changed,
they just don't like where i'm headed,
to me it feels normal,
almost like a little too normal,
a part of me feels like i'm heading down,
a simlar past that i don't like where it ended,
but totally different situation,
it feels like i'm not being truely who i am,
when i'm with a guy,
i put that mask on,
and i seem to be the girl,
they want me to be,
either way i still do my things,
to push people away,
i say things i know they don't like to hear,
i do things i know i don't like,
my actions are only based off of,
what i know that person would like,
i'm not doing anything that makes me truely happy,
i'm still doing what makes other people happy,
and i'm the one suffering from it,
no matter how i say my abuse didn't hurt me much,
the more it shows in everything i do,
i just been in denial to see it,
it's a believe that,
if you not numbing your body in an unhealthy way,
it not really called 'numbing'
if you can't recall what you doing,
until somebody points it out,
it only shows,
how deep in your denial,
you really was.
poem by Mona Martinez
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Power Of Nature
Let the sunshine fall on you
Let the breeze flow through you
The sound of rain penetrates within you
And the birds sing with you.
The hot sun
The cool breeze
The wet rain
The melodious chirping.
Let the sunshine lead you
Let the breeze make your way
The sound of rain is your voice
The song of birds is your choice.
It’s the magic of nature
That is your signature
Throw away all your fear
You have the power of nature.
poem by Prachi Agrawal
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Individuals
In the west we look to the east.
In the east we look to the west.
In the south we look to the north
and in the north we look to the south.
Wherever we are we look to the opposite
for the mystical sunshine
we see in others eyes.
That promise of plenty
everyone seems to have.
Each life is individual
to be lived the same way.
Each will have separate roads
along which to travel.
Each will find something
in what others have declined.
Each will find a path
to the heaven that they seek
as the individuals we are.
20 September 2010
poem by David Harris
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A Pleasant Autumn Day
A pleasant Autumn day of wind and sunshine
And yellow leaves depart their trees and fall
To Mother Earth who silently receives them
And wattlebirds on flowering gum trees call.
On this quiet side street of inner suburbia
The leaves are dying on the deciduous tree
But were i a poet I'd put my pen to paper
And write of the great beauty that i see.
For Nature's beauty can be found in strangest places
Far from the countryside it can be seen
Deciduous trees are golden brown in Autumn
And gums and wattles rich and evergreen.
And many urban people too love Mother Nature
And of workings of Nature there is much to know
They love to hear the birds sing in their gardens
And take pride in plants and trees they helped to grow
I respect those who respect Mother Nature
The damage done to her they try to mend
For Nature brings her beauty to all Seasons
And to every Nature lover I'm a friend.
In quiet side street in inner suburbia
Deciduous leaves to Mother Earth drift down
And wattlebirds are calling on the gum trees
And Mother Nature too lives in the town.
poem by Francis Duggan
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What I Sow
What I sow, was the moon pale smile of the dark sky face.
The breeze stream, on my sweat hot skin
Refurbishing the trees along the hollow street
Everything is swallowed, by snatching shadows
suspiciously hiding, where they didn't fit.
poem by Luca Menin
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Ah The Trees
Ah the trees soothe the mind
Take time to breathe the air
With the breeze the puppeteer with touch so fair
- They duet, with delicate wave and muted joy
A minuet for bygone kings or tinker boy.
Ah the trees, I leave my madness
As I run through crowded street
Diesel perfume will never smell as sweet
-As the meadow kissed by the breeze
Conducted by the trees.
Finding childhood summers I had lost.
Or winter wood with decor frost.
Ah the trees, where we rest our eyes in shades of green
And butterflies now seldom seen
Flicker in the sun.
When your lips touched mine and we were one
Lost in the rat- race we would run.
Beauty now we find in books
Yet Mother Nature has kept her looks.
Ah the trees, charcoal black as tempests
Like to scatter fear with lightning strike
But you stand strong against the sky
Like troops you watch the bullets fly
Swaying until the storms respite
Laying still in the morning light
Revived as hoar frost does yield to sun
Miracles for everyone.
And as birdsong imparts a healing trill
Trees dance, we embrace
And stand so still.
poem by Kevin East
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1133 Heaven On Earth
Where is Heaven is there such a place?
A place where God is real and Angels dwell
Can we find Heaven - while we're here on earth
Or does your life on Earth resemble Hell?
Heaven is all around in Nature shown
The 'Gift of God' to all who are His own.
Heaven is a clearing in the woods
A place were bluebells in profusion grow
A place of solitude qnd quietness
A place where only rabbits and the badgers go.
The Angels gather there but are unseen
Except by those who have departed from this scene.
Heaven is a stretch of sandy coast
The place where Baby Angels love to play
The murmer of the sea the gentle wind
The changing panorama of each day.
And those who have departed from this life
Can live contented there as Man & Wife.
Heaven is a mountain-side retreat
A place with lovely vistas near and far
A pace that's shaped by God's almighty hand
Which urban noise and crime can never mar.
A place for our beloved who've gone before
Where Angels hover close to Heaven's Door.
Heaven's set beside a placid lake
In which are mirrored trees and clouds above
A place of peace - serenity and joy
A place of holiness - a place of love.
Martyrs and Saints sing out to God in Praise
And with the Angels serve Him all their days.
God's gift to us - right from our day of birth
The 'Joys of Heaven' - right where we are on EARTH! ! !
(John Knight - Colchester - December 2009)
poem by John Knight
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A Man Who Knows Much About Nature
He has not been to college or uni and for so called success in life he does not have much to show
But about flora and fauna and Nature there is so much he seems to know
He knows all of the trees in the Parkland by the bark or the leaves that they wear
A man who knows much about Nature and for the health of Nature he care.
A man who knows much about nature by their songs the birds he recognize
He like the quiet place in the country far removed from human made noise
In the shadow of a tree by the river the sun shining bright in the sky
Listening to birds singing around him such moments of peace he enjoy.
He like places without man's buildings away from the noise of the street
A quiet place in Nature's own kingdom where the creek and the river meet
Where lark he is soaring and singing as upward and upwards he fly
He has been a student of Nature ever since he was a young school going boy.
A man who knows much about Nature and to Nature he remains true
And Nature needs all of her good friends for Nature's good friends are too few
The weekend finds him in a quiet place on a sunny day sitting by a tree
Near where the creek flows into the river the river that flows to the sea.
poem by Francis Duggan
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There is a Little Peice of Heaven
there is a little peice of heaven,
a peice for everyone,
a peice that is safe,
a place that is yours,
a place that brings you peace,
a place that gives you happiness,
a little peice of heaven.
there is a little peice of heaven,
on earth,
on the seas,
in tears,
in eyes,
in loneliness,
in love,
in hatred,
in death,
in life,
in everything,
is that little peice of heaven.
there is a little peice of heaven,
in a soul,
for so many people,
a spot that everyone deserves,
a spot that everyone on earth needs,
a spot where hunger vanishes,
a little peice of heaven.
there is a little peice of heaven,
over roads,
through trees,
in forests,
in the seas,
under waterfalls,
on rooves,
between rocks,
between booz,
a little peice of heaven.
there is a little peice of heaven,
in towns,
in cities,
on isleands,
on boats,
in boxes,
in cars,
in vans,
in trucks,
there is this little peice of heaven.
there is this little peice of heaven,
we all know well.
this little peice of heaven,
is actually...
this little place called...HOME.
poem by Sindal Benson
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Lockerbie Street
Such a dear little street it is, nestled away
From the noise of the city and heat of the day,
In cool shady coverts of whispering trees,
With their leaves lifted up to shake hands with the breeze
Which in all its wide wanderings never may meet
With a resting-place fairer than Lockerbie street!
There is such a relief, from the clangor and din
Of the heart of the town, to go loitering in
Through the dim, narrow walks, with the sheltering shade
Of the trees waving over the long promenade,
And littering lightly the ways of our feet
With the gold of the sunshine of Lockerbie street.
And the nights that come down the dark pathways of dusk,
With the stars in their tresses, and odors of musk
In their moon-woven raiments, bespangled with dews,
And looped up with lilies for lovers to use
In the songs that they sing to the tinkle and beat
Of their sweet serenadings through Lockerbie street.
O my Lockerbie street! You are fair to be seen--
Be it noon of the day, or the rare and serene
Afternoon of the night-- you are one to my heart,
And I love you above all the phrases of art,
For no language could frame and no lips could repeat
My rhyme-haunted raptures of Lockerbie street.
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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Caressed
to the soulful feeling of being owned
Caressed between
The memory of yesterday's sorrow
And the fragrance of today's joy
I give in to the soulful wonderment
Of tommorrow's beckoning delight
That promises of haloed blessings
Those that fill me with the light
Of memory of bygone yesterdays
Fragrant in their caress
Of hope that daunts unmistaken
In today's unfolding joyous repeals
Seeking bewildered wonderment
In knowing of tommorrow's pleasures
Filling the heart with its hues
Only to be caressed once more
poem by Aryaindia India
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I Like Girls
I bought a Porsche
And I'm leavin' Grand Rapids
Quit my job, quit my school,
Quit this place
My mother cried
My father was fried
Hey, I've got no time, man
I wanna say goodbye to my babes
I like girls
I dumped Sheila on Thursday
I'll drop Melissa today
I'll kiss some tears off of Donna
Ask if she'll call on Shauna
Amanda, and Sandra and Kay
I like girls, I love 'em to death
Hey Valentino! You goin' somewhere?
You wouldn't sneak out on me, would you?
What's that a blond hair?
He must visualize himself an Errol Flynn
I see myself a suave sophisticated lover
I'll meet a rich hot old Hollywood dame
You see, my ultimate goal
Will be my life bein' told
In a penthouse letter that I can frame
And keep at home.
I like girls, I love 'em, oh yeah
New luggage? Did you say you were going
Somewhere? Oh, just out for some fresh air.
Does she have a nice pair?
He was swallowed alive by the freeway
Turned into an ant on parade
He bravely drove off that beast
Aimed his car back to the east
Why be a snack at home?
I'm a feast, for the girls
I like girls, I really like 'em
Well, well, well. Look who's back. Run out of gas?
Patty, I was just gonna call you. Look...
I left Donna and Shauna
And Katy and Carrie
Melissa and Dena
I just didn't have any use for 'em
I just want you
Really, no really, honest!
Oink off
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Maestro of Main Street
Maestro of Main Street
Died and went to heaven
He finally found his
Final resting place
It is so good that he is in a safe place called heaven
poem by Aldo Kraas
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How I Picture Heaven
How I Picture Heaven by Kenny Davis
How do I picture Heaven?
The great kingdom among clouds
His children, His saints
His angels, rejoicing loud
How do I picture Heaven?
This astonishing, glorious place
Where I pray to have the honor
To gaze upon his majestic face
How do I picture Heaven?
The street paved in gold
Worth more than the richest treasure
Even grander than I was told
How do I picture Heaven?
Beyond light-years away from earth
Beyond mere galaxies away from pain
Even much further away all of the hurt
How do I picture Heaven?
Many mansions made of pearl
Luster brighter than the stars
One that shines across the world
How do I picture Heaven?
Free of worry and strife
No more heartbreak and heart ache
Looking forward to this eternal life
How do I picture Heaven?
On every face, there is a smile
The joy amongst his followers
Can be seen for many miles
How do I picture Heaven?
Land of milk and honey
Sweeter than grain of a sugar cane
And every day is sunny
How do I picture Heaven?
Or should I say, “The land of honey and milk”
With everyone in their marvelous robes
Softer than Egyptian silk
How do I picture Heaven?
Land of joy and bliss
If you are to miss the train
Oh! What a party you would miss!
How do I picture Heaven?
With much dancing around the throne
No ailment, No sickness
No illness or broken bones
How do I picture Heaven?
I was told of a great feast
Food stretching beyond North and South
Further beyond West and East
How do I picture Heaven?
Christ went to prepare a place for me
More glorious than I have heard
I can’t wait to see
How do I picture Heaven?
As the angels spread their wings
Harps and trumpets are to sound
As his many children are drawn to sing
How do I picture Heaven?
Everyone stands in celebration
Forever shielded from the troubles
Forever shielded from the tribulation
How do I picture Heaven?
With amazing sights yet to be seen
More glorious wonders left to witness
For many, will be far beyond belief
How do I picture Heaven?
As the angels’ robes glisten
They shall sing many songs of Zion
All who have ears shall listen
How do I picture Heaven?
The legendary kingdom of glory
The masses, gathered in fellowship
And every day is Sunday morning
How do I picture Heaven?
The mere thought of a world without sin?
Sure hope I don’t end up
Left on the outside, looking in
How do I picture Heaven?
When we are called up into the air
I am doing all I can to go
I hope to see you there!
© November 2010 k.davis
poem by Kenneth Davis
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The Country
i let you drive
as i sit calmly on the rear side of the car,
i do not wish to speak to you
as i watch the countryside
on a very hot summer
rice fields newly harvested
cracking chunks of soil, brown grass, stacks of hay,
trees with yellow leaves, smoke from the house chimneys,
patches of fog hanging on mountains
behind us on this road towards home
dusts, dusts, dusts.....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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