Early Winter Time Begging For Answers
the frost cannot wait
the fire place is not ready
the wood are still wet
and the match does not
light yet
an early winter time
how cruel shall early death be
nature sabotaged
our sanity made hostage
something's wrong
something really is going wrong
what is it? can anyone tell me please?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Autobiography
My father made the walls resound,
He wore his collar the wrong way round.
When I was five the black dreamscame;
Nothing after was quite the same.
When I woke they did not care;
Nobody, nobody was there.
In my childhood trees were green
And there was plenty to be seen.
When my silent terror cried,
Nobody, nobody replied.
I got up; the chilly sun
Saw me walk away alone.
My mother wore a yellow dress;
Gentle, gently, gentleness.
The dark was talking to the dead;
The lamp was dark beside my bed.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
poem by Louis Macneice
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First frost
A creeping cold we're to behold,
Coaxes kingdoms into its fold,
A cruel crusader from the north,
Seems ever to make its way forth,
While Jack Frost's coming is fabled,
One woes over what it'll herald,
Early is already too late,
The warmth of day is made to wait,
Bitter from loss seasons before,
Now readying to wage a war,
With the change brought by the first frost,
The charms of autumn soon are lost,
It seems winter's march shall not cease,
The chill in the air shan't decrease,
Ground is covered with crystal dew,
That's lost when the day's sunlight grew.
poem by Christian Lacdael
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A monologue on 'nothing in particular
Well you know,
It always begins like this
'The day starts'
Half an hour early for me
Clocks set hour an hour early
The day begins
Well morning starts
With a break of sunlight
Flooding through the cracks
In the blinds
In summer it is always much earlier
Than the pre set time on the alarm clock
Which is primed to go off
Half an hour earlier
Inevitably
The light wakes me at sunrise
Which often occurs around five o'clock
Like some cruel trick
I am woken exactly an hour or is it half an hour
Before my alarm clock goes off, half an hour earlier?
Which is set to go off half an hour early
But that never happens in the summer
The lie in ends up a sleep over
In winter this is a different matter again
With no light
So there I am at five in the morning
exactly or, approximately the time
The sun is meant to set
[bar a second or to or maybe a minute
behind or ahead of prediction]
There I am WIDE AWAKE
No lie in
No chance of sleeping
Again
Exept at the WRONG TIME!
Then I recover
Five minutes behind schedule
pull the blind
make a cup of tea
giving myself exactly
thirty minutes
Before drinking it
to get ready for work
Flossing does not happen until
A much later time
There is a ten minute interval
For toast and tea
And tidying away
My watch is set five minutes ahead
Or maybe three minutes
I leave on time
In time for the bus that leaves
Two minutes early
The next one arrives ten minutes late
The driver
Has donated his brain to medical science
Thirty years prior to his death
Give or take a couple of hours or minutes
He slips into a slow coma behind the steering wheel
The world is in slow motion
Catatonia eclipses the traffic
I am now on time
To be late
despite all my carefully timed efforts
Now that was just the beginning of the morning
yvette smith
poem by Yvette Smith
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“Right Place - Right Time” “Wrong Place – Wrong Time”
“Right Place - Right Time” “Wrong Place – Wrong Time”
We all end up there
We believe it’s the right place
We believe it’s the right time
Why do we want it to be the right place?
Why is it always the wrong place?
Why is it always the wrong time?
“Right Place - Right Time” “Wrong Place – Wrong Time”
We are happy when we are in the right place at the right time
Yet when we are in the wrong place at the wrong time
We are lost
We feel like noting
We are sad
We cry
Our feelings getting hurt
Why can’t we be in the right place all the time?
Why can we be in the right time?
“Right Place - Right Time” “Wrong Place – Wrong Time”
poem by Keith Young
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it happens all the time
when the right man feels
that he has wed the wrong woman
when the wrong woman too
feels that he has
wed the wrong man,
mutuality of affections
on errors
i sometimes feel that too
and i ask again
have i married the wrong woman?
have i been the right man
claiming all along that i am
the right man?
why? did the trials not work
for both of us?
twelve years
the feeling about right and wrong is over now
i wake up early dawn
still sleeping beside her
at least in the silent lonely hours of my life
i have this companion
and she is warm beside me
and then i think again
she can be right
and i can be wrong
who knows?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Wrong Woman For The Man Who Feels He Is The Right Man
it happens all the time
when the right man feels
that he has wed the wrong woman
when the wrong woman too
feels that he has
wed the wrong man,
mutuality of affections
on errors
i sometimes feel that too
and i ask again
have i married the wrong woman?
have i been the right man
claiming all along that i am
the right man?
why? did the trials not work
for both of us?
twelve years
the feeling about right and wrong is over now
i wake up early dawn
still sleeping beside her
at least in the silent lonely hours of my life
i have this companion
and she is warm beside me
and then i think again
she can be right
and i can be wrong
who knows?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Early In The Morning
Early in the morning and I cant get right
Had a little date with my baby last night
Now its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Well its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Now its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Went to all the places where we used to go
Went to your house but you dont live there no more
Now its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Well its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Went to your friends house but she was out
Knock on your fathers door and he began to shout get out there boy
Early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Went to doogie chain to get something to eat
Waiter looked at me and said you sure look beat
Now its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning (early in the morning)
Well its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Well its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Well its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Wait Till Summer Comes Along
I've been cryin' all the Winter.
I've been waiting for some good to come my way,
But I'll wait till the Summer comes along.
Dear Lord, have I done so much wrong.
How can I go on,
Wondering what I did wrong,
Can it be too much to ask?
Please, oh please, let it be.
If the Summer'll come my way,
Will I find someone to take the place of [?]?
But I'll wait till the Summer comes along.
Dear Lord, tell me what could I've done wrong.
Can it be that she,
Never wanted to,
Break some poor mother's heart?
Please, oh please, let it be.
I know my Summer'll never come.
I know I'll cry until my dying day has come.
Let the Winter roll along.
I've got nothing left but song.
Oh, oh, what's happened?
Oh, oh, what's happened?
song performed by by Kinks
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Wrong Side Of Love
She said that shes got something else on her mind
Im spending my money, but Im wasting time
It looks to me like the end of the line
Well, she plays both sides and shes making me choose
Its heads, she wins, and tails I lose
Each time I call, its another excuse
I thought I was finally doin everything right
Now it looks like Im the one left lonely tonight
I picked the wrong side of love
And I wound up on the losin end
The wrong side of love
Now Im starting all over again
She makes me feel like Im out of control
She comes on hot but she turns ice cold
Her light says stop when Im ready to go
She set me up, now shes puttin me down
Sometimes I feel like a face in the crowd
One day Im in, the next day Im out
I picked the wrong side of love
Right place, wrong time
The wrong side of love
Well honey, point me in the right direction
I picked the wrong side of love
Is there a bad side to love?
I picked the wrong side of love
The wrong side of love
I picked the wrong side of love
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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Early Winter In Christmas
How beautiful is an early winter!
Filled with shimmers and colds all seasons
Snowflakes falling all night
How beautiful is an early winter!
Filled with children playing in the snow
And a bright moon positioned in the night sky
How beautiful is an early winter
One with thoughts of families and friends
The early winter of Christmas
By Mugarura Jedidiah
Uganda
poem by Mugarura Jedidiah
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It was a winter bringing despair
It was a winter bringing despair
when the black frost kills wherever it falls
with a killing coldness in the air
and even the doves stop their intimate calls,
where water in streams freeze into ice,
the grass of the veldt rather turn brown than yellow
and old men live out their last fantasies of vice
before the winds of death starts to blow
A time when people put their children early to bed,
where even the chimney fire doesn’t bring heat
while few words among people are said
and coldness creeps up through icy feet.
Yet it was a time of love and making love
while couples did fit into each other like a well made glove.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Wait Till The Summer Comes Along
Ive been cryin all the winter.
Ive been waiting for some good to come my way,
But Ill wait till the summer comes along.
Dear lord, have I done so much wrong.
How can I go on,
Wondering what I did wrong,
Can it be too much to ask?
Please, oh please, let it be.
If the summerll come my way,
Will I find someone to take the place of [? ]?
But Ill wait till the summer comes along.
Dear lord, tell me what could Ive done wrong.
Can it be that she,
Never wanted to,
Break some poor mothers heart?
Please, oh please, let it be.
I know my summerll never come.
I know Ill cry until my dying day has come.
Let the winter roll along.
Ive got nothing left but song.
Oh, oh, whats happened?
Oh, oh, whats happened?
song performed by by Kinks
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Whats Really Goin Wrong
Hahahah, (here it goes)
Good evening ladies and gentlemen,
Welcome to tonights presentation,
Its brought to you by us,
And its non-fiction
Everybody saw
The last movie we made,
And this one called whats really goin wrong
What is really, what is really goin wrong
Well what is really, what is really goin wrong
Sublime in the place livin up chickens creation
In 1996 to make you buy this cinematation,
This is what they, agree to show to you
Its not really the truth
But youll believe it through and through
What is really, what is really goin wrong
What is really, what is really goin wrong
(space aliens sounds)
What is really, what is really goin wrong
What is really goin wrong
(speed it up)
What is really, what is really goin wrong
What is really, (what is really), what is really, what is really goin wrong
(guitar solo)
What is really goin wrong
What is really, what is really goin wrong
song performed by by Sublime
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Outside The August Wind is Playing
Outside the August wind is playing
swinging branches up and down,
grabbing on flowers that are still standing
with fingers which are desiring
and I wait upon birds to appear again
after their around-the-world journey
while knobs are on the branches of fruit trees,
ready to unfold in blossoms
in early spring
but the cold is making its presence known
with ripe lying spread out in the early morning
while the winter season
is still doing its icy thing.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Wrong Again
Wrong again
(tommy lee james/cynthia weil)
From the day we met
You made me forget
All my fears
Knew just what to say
And you kissed away
All my tears
I knew this time I had finally found
Someone to build my life around
Be a lover and a friend
After all my heart had put me through
I knew that it was safe with you
And what we had would never end
Wrong again
Everybody swore
Theyd seen this before
Wed be fine
And youd come to see that you still loved me
In good time
And they said theres nothing you can do
Its something that hes going through
It happens to a lot of men
And I told myself that they were right
That youd wake up and see the light
And I just had to wait til then
Wrong again
And it seemed to me the pain would last
My chance for happiness had passed
And nothing waited round the bend
I was sure Id never find someone
To heal the damage you had done
And my poor heart would never mend
Wrong again
Wrong again
song performed by by Martina Mcbride
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November
November month of fog and mists.
The early mornings have a bite
the silver grass by Jack Frost kissed
in the dark hours of the night.
The sun reluctant slow to rise
His winter rays no longer warm
that frost persists is no surprise.
This is the calm before the storm.
Winter advances openly
no power can withstand its might
What has to be will come to be
A winter world of black and white.
Though advent justifies a feast
the winter cares not in the least.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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You wake me up early in the morning to tell me I am right? Please wait until I am wrong.
quote by Johann Von Neumann
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You wake me up early in the morning to tell me I am right Please wait until I am wrong.
quote by Johann von Neumann
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Too Early Her Sunset
Oh, so much of drowning regrets!
When faced with too early a sunset
Time seems to have been cheating
And the Future is just disappearing.
Life becomes fast drifting sands
We fail to hold in our weakened hands
Dreams and plans like mists are set
To fade like fog in too early a sunset.
Too early to think of sleep and rest
Too early for having Death as guest
Why does it seem that Fate forgets
Not to come early, too early for sunset?
It pains and grieves my frail heart so
Words to comfort, how? I don't know.
She hangs on there till the End is met
No choice but to go, too early her sunset.
For Eden, my friend. (Brain cancer victim at 38.)
Cynthia Buhain-Baello
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Winter is coming............
Children awaken me in the early light;
'Winter is coming' they shout in unison
'The leaves have danced off the limbs and the the trees are going to sleep, Mama.' says one.
'Winter is coming' claps two and three as they parade around on my bed
'Hot chocolate' screamed one
'with marshmallows' yelled two
'I will pop the popcorn' states three
'Winter is coming, Mama, we had our first frost. I thought it was dew, but it crunched under my feet.' says one with bright open eyes and cold feet on my toasty legs.
'Winter is coming, Mama, no more mosquitoes to bite us when we play.' cried two in excitement
'Winter is coming, Mom, I better go out and chop some wood for the family.' states nostalgic three
Yawn
Stretch
pull the covers closer
Sleepy answers
'Oh good, Winter is coming. I can crochet you a new scarf.' pointing to one
'I can make you a new doll' pointing to two
'And for you' beaming at three, 'I will bake some fresh bread for you my darling'
Hugs all around
Wiggle
Jump
Skip
'Winter is coming! '
'Winter is coming! '
Hooray! ! Winter is coming! '
poem by Shala Drake
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