Arch
one longs
to be at the middle of
the arch
door,
arch hands falling
on the side of the
hips,
gaze maps out
the other leg of the
arch
door, and finds ultimately
the source
of restlessness
the air is the
suspect
why the room is
confused
it thinks that it is
a boat at sea and there is
a storm
that causes its
vertigo
the nauseous philosophy
of the lost
existentialist
embracing pain hoping to
find the window
a frame of reference
a space between
where the jump has to
be made
at last...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Episcopal Harvest Home
To dinner table all do march
Through evergreen triumphal arch ;
On top the Union Jack it floats
On each side sheaves of wheat and oats.
Great pumpkins and big ears of corn
They do this rural arch adorn ;
We are reminded now 'tis fall,
And boys enjoy game of foot-ball.
With joy at night each one did gaze At the mighty bonfires blaze ;
The tree leaves shone like silver bright,
The lanterns, too, were pleasing sight.
poem by James McIntyre
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Taking On The Arch Angel, Dark Angel, The Exiled Angel(Orginal Now Viewable)
I say to the arch angel,
I say to dark angel,
I say to the exiled angel,
I falter not, you can try all you want.
Still I shall sing my silhouette.
Of that which makes me love, me care,
I will never fall into despair.
No matter the poison in the air.
Use the confused as weapons to
attack my unwillingness to surrender.
I defy you in every way.
Even when I worn out my stay.
I will not lash out, I will sit back and take it.
For my sins can be forgiven.
My prejudice can not.
So I will not say what could be said with no regret.
So I say arch angel, I say dark angel,
I say exiled angel I falter not, no matter
what you got hanging over my head,
my soul is not dead,
my ultimate pledge has not been broken.
So come on hit me from every direction.
Its only my life at risk.
No one else, shall be punished for my mistakes.
Yes they have caused great heart break.
But in the end its for the better.
I shall do this alone in the cold and dark.
Still my insides burn.
On fire till the day I die.
So i say to the arch angel,
i say to the dark angel,
i say to the exiled angel.
I falter not, never ask why,
and look to the sky.
For my purpose is unknown
till he decides it should be shown.
Blind faith, is something you cant touch or taste.
Its deep with in under the skin.
Locked within, waiting to be released like a genetic disease.
It doesn't try to please.
It has but only one need, to believe, in that which cant be seen.
So I say to the arch angel,
i say to the dark angel,
i say to the exiled angel,
i falter not, not matter the cost.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Chocolate and Wine
The arch of greed
Casts a shadow over my gentle mind
That transpires my drift full need
Into an uncontrollable find
The persuasion of the heretic
Shapes your decisive pleasure
That product, that thing you will find
You will happily find in your leisure
But the arch of greed
Casts a shadow over my indecisive mind
That transpires my begging need
Into an indescribable find
This is my cherished addiction of chocolate and wine...
From this I never wish to decline!
Copyright of Sara Tehrani
poem by Sara Tehrani
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Prism of Winter
The sun begins to slowly rise
Into the soft pastel colors of morning
A beautiful sunrise starts a story of winter
Beginning with the sun spreading it's rays of light
The snow is starting to fall in the light of the sun
Falling as light as soft white feathers
Spreading through the bright glow from the sun
An enormous arch spreads through the sky with many colors
This colorful arch adds a beautiful scene to the sky
A rainbow called the Prism of Winter
poem by Sarah Bruun
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One Jump Ahead Of The Storm
Lightnings flashing all around me,
Thunders rolling up behind.
Big blue clouds are going to roll in
Full of tears and make me blind.
I cant let her man recatch me.
I cant stop to cry no more.
Im just running down the highway,
One jump ahead of the storm.
One jump ahead of her crying,
One jump ahead of her cold cheating arm.
One jump ahead of her lying,
One jump ahead of the storm.
One day I looked on the horizon,
Saw her love just couldnt last.
Oh, my mind was torn to pieces.
I had to leave and get out fast.
And so I slipped out of her power.
I saw my chance and I was gone
Before the rain could start to falling.
One jump ahead of the storm.
Chorus
I was one jump ahead of the storm.
Just one jump ahead of the storm.
I was one jump ahead of the storm.
Just one jump ahead of the storm.
I was one jump ahead of the storm.
Just one jump ahead of the storm.
I was one jump ahead of the storm.
Just one jump ahead of the storm.
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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Architecture
Over a delicate arch--
an eyebrow of stone--
on the unruffled forehead
of a wall
in joyful and open windows
where there are faces instead of geraniums
where rigorous rectangles
border a dreaming perspective
where a stream awakened by an ornament
flows on a quiet field of surfaces
movement meets stillness a line meets a shout
trembling uncertainty simple clarity
you are there
architecture
art of fantasy and stone
there you reside beauty
over an arch
light as a sigh
on a wall
pale from altitude
and a window
tearful with a pane of glass
a fugitive from apparent forms
I proclaim your motionless dance
poem by Zbigniew Herbert
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Nurachukuro
Nurachukuro, Chuku, Nora, Noah, arch, an, ark, oak, ran, oar, run!
As real as it gets;
Arch, ark! !
I am,
You are,
They are!
But, paint it all over again.
Move on! !
Drove, rove, cove, clove, glove, grove, prove, stove, strove, move;
But, i have no choive!
For, the last time i saw you was in the land of your muse.
Make my day with your love!
Because, i want to live my life with the muse of your love;
And like a roller coaster! !
But, born and raised in the jungle of Africa.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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BREAKING THE DOOR OPEN (revised)
on that day when i lost the key
to the room
i waited for some solutions
perhaps i shall break the lock
or smash the door or remove the door jams
or climb on the other side of the house
and enter through the window
but my arms for breaking
are weaker now
my hands tremble at the thought
that once in my childhood
i did climb a wall and break open
the window
and was so badly beaten
that i could hardly stand and walk
back home
i keep on waiting for some solutions
until i realized that anyway
this is not my room of destiny
and there is nothing
in there that is worth my trouble
and so
not being that foolish enough
(or hopeless to say the least)
i simply walked away
with nothing on my shoulder to carry
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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7 Plus 1
The Arch of Noah saved only sven people plus himself,
So do take up the census to understand this poem;
For many are called but few are chosen!
Think about the flood,
'7 plus 1' people were saved after the heavy rainfall!
And Noah came out plus the seven others;
But i am a refugee today escaping from the stray bullets of life.
Mind over matter in the bed room of love,
And completely out of the ordinary with motivations;
But my imaginations can move mountains!
And, like the love of the muse of the flood!
'7 plus 1' quals to '8',
And eight people were saved from the Arch!
But let us try to understand the ways of the Creator;
For many are called and few are chosen!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Knock On Any Door
Knock on any door
Look through any window
Baby knock on any door
Knock on any door
Is there any place you want to go
Baby who you lookin for
Yeah, yeah, baby now you know
Its a cold world like they told you so
Knock on any door
Save your tears for some occasion
Keep your heartache to yourself
Knock on any door
Its a simple operation
Just trade your memory for your health
Knock on any door
Look through any window
Walk on
Knock on any door
Look through any window
Walk on
Its insane girl, you cant run away
Its the same world it was yesterday
Knock on any door
Look through any window
Walk on
Knock on any door
Look through any window
Walk on
Now, now, now how do you survive
With a pain so real, in a world so jive
Knock on any door
Look through any window
Peek through any shade
Knock on any door
Look through any window
Walk on
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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In my house
You enter a room to see a park
You close a door only to be led to another stairway
Leading you to another room with nothing but windows
You close a window the rest remains open
You close the windows and another door
In that park in the room where you just entered
Opens
Then you are confused about the roof that opens
To a river to the rocks where another door opens
To a wall with trees and birds and butterflies
This is weird you say, this is really weird
Then from the garage comes a wind that blows
Its horn like a car
I have just arrived offering you an explanation
For all these mess, these uncertainties, these self-made
confusions.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Another Learning
there is a door
between us as though
we are just
two adjacent rooms
to enter into your door
i need to have that key
you keep on telling me
the key was lost and you
do not know
where to find it anymore
there is another door
and you are allowing someone else to come in
at first i say 'This is unfair! ' and
I thought of forcing
that door open
on the other hand
i have my own door too
and the lock is broken
a long time ago i have
thrown out the key
for what use is a door with
a broken lock?
and for what use is your door
to my prayer?
i do not know what force is &
i already stopped begging
i change the frames of my window
i have some other plans in mind
there are nine planets in our
galaxy
there are many galaxies
in unlimited space
and like all those who still hope
they always know
that someone somewhere keeps
on waiting
in a world where doors welcome me
like arms in half-embrace
and so i go to places where
my feet are welcome
& i have learned the happiness
of forgetting.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Stone Birdbath!
A stone birdbath overflowing with snow,
Under an arch of ivy vine
Bright green leaves are long gone
A stone birdbath overflowing with snow!
A bemused bird hovering over–not know
It used to take its fill – devine
A stone birdbath overflowing with snow
Under an arch of ivy branches!
poem by Deva De Silva
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It's the Attention Given That Sells
A showstopping mocker,
Here to dropp impressions?
No.
I'm not into recreations.
They bore!
My direction has my pace on it.
Comparisons made to others,
Is an honor that flatters.
But I've never been able,
To do impressions well.
And if my toes are stepped on,
I will yell.
With a broadcasting done,
Screaming from the painful agony inflicted.
I can not escape the flair for dramatics.
It's the attention given,
That sells a unique performance.
'Work that pout.'
It's here.
'Work that stare.'
It's here.
'Now work that brow over the eye.
Arch it up real high! '
'Work that pout.'
It's here.
'Work that stare.'
It's here.
'Now work that brow over the eye.
Arch it up real high! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Am I In Or Am I Out?
beyond all your hands
i shall be another dove
when you try to enclose me
i coo,
begging, i come with a song
mistaken as pleasure
it is a philosophy of
freedom,
an entreaty that you
shall never
fully understand
for i myself is that
stranger
between a door
confused whether he is
in or
out,
when i fly away
i shall carry only my own wings
i leave my claws
and beak
and some feathers
so i may be as light
as a sigh
i need to see a door
and feel it with my hands
when i open it
how can i? my hands
have been bartered for
wings
that i always dream of.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Closed Door
on that day i lost the key
to the room
i waited for some solutions
breaking the locks
and open the door
or climbing on the other side
and entering through the window
but my arms for intrusion
are weaker now
my hands tremble at the thought
that once in my childhood
i did climb walls and break open
the window
and was so badly beaten
i keep on waiting for some solutions
until i realized that anyway
this is not my room and there is nothing
in there and so
not being that foolish
i simply walked away
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Move Somethin
[Verse 1]
Push it out girl, arch your back
Them 17s is fittin like bubblewrap
Uhh, plus they low on your hips
You there. let me grab
That thing you do keep me brick
50 told you bout the "Magic Stick'
Cmon, lean on me
Im in love with this scenery
Poke it out
Pon de river, pon de bank baby stroke it out
Sweat for your man
Both hands on your hips for your man
Me and the boys is your biggest fans
Everytime we see you we be like DAAAAAAAMN!
Work it girl
Move somethin, hurt me girl - oh!
[Chorus 2x]
Cmon, cmon, move somethin
Cmon, cmon, move somethin
Cmon, cmon, move somethin
Cmon, cmon, move somethin
[Verse 2]
Such pimply aura
Way way hotter that I was before-a
She wanna sit courtside next to a baller
Where the paper's longer and cats are taller
Woo! Im off on my own
Do the math mami, Ls on the throne
Now take it to the floor
Do a split if you really hardcore
Man listen here
Im hot today, aint concerned with last year
I see you lil' shorty ride shotgun
But I done left spotlights with a hot one
Made her hop out, and move somethin
Jump in my joint, and prove somethin
He-he, I laugh at yall
Dont worry bout the check, already cashed it yall
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 3]
Uhh, pull it to the side
Shake it for daddy, its time to ride
Make it sweat til it slide
Do your thing like its justified
Tease me a little
Its my turn to take it to the middle
Let me palm that thing
You got the bomb, I disarm that thing
Turn it around girl, I want that thing
You had to know the way you flaunt that thing
Your bodys jumpin
Aint no frontin when you prove somethin
Made i contact with me
Now bring that thing back to me
You do your thing so naturally
I think Im in love, actually
[Chorus 2x]
LL
N.O. Joe, hit me baby!
Hot one boy, "Definition
song performed by by LL Cool J
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Cyclic dance of the entrance (Nafaka)
a silk made fabric beyond the arch
like a scarf made of stars
the smell of the snow through October and the wind
the street I live in smells of bad perfume
the house I live carries a damp smell
the treetops my birds live in
shoke all of their nests
will there remain any trace
the graves will sing the way the cradles can?
a silk made fabric beyond the arch
like a scarf made of stars
will be torn by night?
the moon will start dancing beyond the arch
the dance of love and hate
pain and bliss
cyclic dance of the entrance
nad svodom tkanina svilena
ko marama satkana od zvijezda
brise pred sobom
miris snijega kroz oktobar i vjetar
brise pred sobom
ulicu u kojoj zivim mirise na lose parfeme
brise pred sobom
kucu u kojoj stanujem mirise na memle
krosnje u kojima stanuju moje ptice
stresle su sva gnijezda
dali ce ostati tragovi
dali ce propjevati grobovi
kao sto placu kolijevke
nad svodom tkanina svilena
ko marama satkana od zvijezda
pocijepace je noc
nad svodom vec zaigra Mjesec
vjecnu igru ljubavi i mrznje
radosti i bola
ciklicni ples ulaska
vjecnu dramu ulaska
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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The Rainbow
Triumphal arch, that fills the sky
When storms prepare to part,
I ask not proud Philosophy
To teach me what thou art.
Still seem, as to my childhood's sight,
A midway station given,
For happy spirits to alight,
Betwixt the earth and heaven.
poem by Thomas Campbell
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Beyond The Rainbow
On the dark side of the canyon
the rain is falling down
the beam of light gliding from it
shines beyond the rainbow
the beautiful colors arch over the mountain
that gives the valley a peaceful glow
I know I could be happy beyond the rainbow
Ugly clouds form and start to thunder
lightning lights up the desert plain
you can see beyond the rainbow
as it mirrors in your window pane
I can see inside the raindrops
I can feel it's gentle glow
I know there must be someone who loves me
just beyond the rainbow
what causes a heart to love
where is there enough magic to let someone know
I believe thats where God put Heaven
Just beyond the rainbow
poem by Widmarc Clark
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