Homelessness
There is homelessness
In ungodliness
So much mindlessness
To this kind of indifference
There is no reference
To my homelessness
This restlessness
To nothingness
This unholiness
There is no reference
There is no address
To this kind of unwholesomeness
There is nothing found
Only something lost.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I am tossed into a wretched life
(after John Clare)
I am tossed into a wretched life
where all my friends have forsaken me
and you whom I loved are only found in memory
while senses and sensibility is all at strive
and yet in this nothingness I am still alive,
but from hardship I am never free
and its only darkness that around me I see
but once you were my beloved wife
and now all my aims and esteems
are shattered, broken to pieces,
even our love, our joy and happiness
are swept away like broken dreams
while the darkness, the destruction increases
and people treat me with a kind of aloofness.
[Reference: “I am – yet what I am none cares or knows” by John Clare.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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She Flees From Me (Cavatina Sequence)
(after Sir Thomas Wyatt)
She flees from me in her iniquity,
are very wild
as if I have brought her some kind of harm,
but only mild
I treat this forsaking newfangleness,
still like a child
I do trust that our love will overcome
that I will eventually lead her home.
There was a time of some ultimate joy
when in sweet bliss
her clothes from her entire body did fall,
where a sweet kiss
was an innermost kind of opening,
and now there’s this
sudden kind of strange change in her mind,
to her I have been only very kind.
[Reference: “They Flee from Me” by Sir Thomas Wyatt.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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The day they robbed my car (englyn cyrch) (in answer to Don Mattera)
On high the sun did witness
with a kind of aloofness
how black men robbed my car;
but by far in lawlessness.
[Reference: “The Day they came for our house” by Don Mattera.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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There was reference made to a book written in Greek by a former Rabbi who had been converted to Christianity. There was reference to a publication of a high clergyman of Milan. Not even did Jews raise objections to that book.
quote by Julius Streicher
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Future Hero
Once every hundred years,
A hero appears from nothingness,
I wonder what kind of hero you'll become? ,
A kind that becomes a dreamer,
Trying to create a new world,
Use the tools before you,
And show us a new future!
Walking down this deserted path,
In the middle of a heartless city,
Thinking calmly to myself,
'How did we end up here? ',
Where did we leave it at,
The courage to break through our doubts,
Hope can only guide us now,
But I wonder if that is enough! ,
Once every hundred years,
A hero appears from nothingness,
I wonder what kind of hero you'll become? ,
But whatever kind it may be,
Use the power that is granted to you,
To push us in the right direction,
Before we fall into the darkness.
poem by Alex McCullough
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Let Not Your Ire On My Complexion Fall (Cavatina Sequence)
There are men with some charm, a inner hunger;
a kind of grace
is caught in the very way that they woo,
on every face
they do passion intimately feign,
but in disgrace
there is no kind of true love in their hearts,
their way is strewn with only broken parts.
Let not your ire on my complexion fall,
even mock me;
as I still cherish that which was great and good,
while you are free
from what we both had in sincerity
held as holy;
now that you call someone else as your own,
to me have cruel and most uncaring grown.
[Reference: 'Blame Not My Cheeks' by Thomas Campion.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Stereotype
There is a kind of familiar stereotype
of some people all day following the sun
while their women work, you know the type,
I have seen some people having fun,
believing tomorrow is another day
promoted from tea-lady to director
and to some in the RSA, be that as it may,
but there is another kind of factor.
I have seen a man that breaks the mould
as the best accountant, being totally sharp,
and had to discard all the stories I had been told
as he had wit, was no angel playing a harp,
but he could joke, could deadlines meet;
on the ground had both of his feet.
[Reference: RSA = Republic of South Africa.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Carried On My Back To Master
If tears from my eyes,
Are seen to drip...
As if from a faulty faucet,
Needing to be fixed.
I have just observed and visited,
The sufferings endured...
By my sisters and brothers.
Enduring hunger and homelessness...
In once thriving neighborhoods.
If my tongue seems to be tensed,
And incensed with laments.
I have just observed and visited,
The sufferings endured...
By my sisters and brothers.
Enduring hunger and homelessness...
In once thriving neighborhoods.
If my comments should offend,
Anyone listening...
With pretensions they defend.
I have just observed and visited,
The sufferings endured...
By my sisters and brothers.
Enduring hunger and homelessness...
In once thriving neighborhoods.
And I do the best I can...
To continue my journey,
With a focus at my command.
Trying to comprehend and understand...
Why my tears,
Falling in a silence no one hears...
Can not nourish or flourish those lives I pass,
As I grasp these visions appearing...
On my path.
Knowing my own burdens and tasks,
Are carried on my back to master!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Age Of Consent
Wont you please let me go
These words lie inside they hurt me so
And Im not the kind that likes to tell you
Just what I want to do
Im not the kind that needs to tell you
Just what you want me to
I saw you this morning
I thought that you might like to know
I received your message
And in a few days ago
I understood every word that it said
And now that Ive actually heard it
Youre going to regret
And Im not the kind that likes to tell you
Just what you want me to
Youre not the kind that needs to tell me
About the birds and the bees
Do you find this happens all the time
Crucial point one day becomes a crime
And Im not the kind that likes to tell you
Just what I want to do
Im not the kind that needs to tell you
Ive lost you (x5)
Ive lost you (x5)
Ive lost you (x5)
song performed by by New Order
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Love Of Another Kind
They say love is cruel
They say love is rather fragile
But Ive found in you
A love of another kind.
They say love brings hurt
I say love brings healing
Understanding first
Its a love of another kind.
(bridge)
The love I know
Is a love so few discover
They need to know
Jesus love is like no other.
They save love wont last
I say love is neverending
Cause in you I have
A love of another kind.
They would change their tune
They would add another measure
If they only knew
This love of another kind.
(repeat bridge)
(repeat verses)
Love of another kind
The love of another kind
The love of another kind
The love of another, the love of another kind.
Give me love
This is love (this is love)
Another kind, another kind of love.
This is love (this is love)
You need another kind of love
Another kind, another kind of love.
Another kind of love
This is love
Give me love
Another kind, another kind of love.
song performed by by Amy Grant
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What name shall I leave?
In different times and in different circles,
By different names I had been identified
With reference to my parents and grandparents
Or with reference to my spouse or my children
And in the meantime by pseudonyms and surnames
And sometimes by the posts held, all along my life.
By what name I have been known in a circle
Had become irrelevant to other circles.
What name shall I leave to stay behind when I die?
24.02.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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In A World Of Nothingness You Bring Bliss (Rondel)
In a world of nothingness you bring bliss
and smile with a strange kind of beauty,
with a kind of affection in every kiss
that brightens mere discipline and duty
as life changes, changes in the way it is
while you are more than just my deputy.
In a world of nothingness you bring bliss
and smile with a strange kind of beauty,
while a earthly heaven must be like this,
where affection comes without difficulty
and together there is joy in every activity
while your sweet kindness I cannot dismiss,
in a world of nothingness you bring bliss.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Some Kind Of Friend
Music by Barry Manilow
Lyrics by Adrienne Anderson
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I saw you at the Beechwood Cafe
You looked at me and then you looked away
That was some kind
Some kind of friend you turned out to be
You said you had places that you had to be
Now who is gonna be there for me
That was some kind
Some kind of friend you turned out to be
Lady that was some kind
Some kind of friend you turned out to be
Baby that was some kind
Some kind of friend you turned out to be
They say that women like you can't get enough
Got your Maserati built for two
They say that women like you like to play
with love
Is that true?
When I ran into you the other day
You smiled at me but you had nothing to say
That was some kind
Some kind of friend you turned out to be
Tell me why'd you do what you did to me
Covered up your life so I couldn't see
Now that was some kind
Some kind of friend you turned out to be
Lady that was some kind
Some kind of friend you turned to be
Baby that was some kind
Some kind of friend you turned out to be
I never should have let you get to me
Nevershould have let you bring me down
Didn't know that I was just some fantasy
That you found.
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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The art of poetry (cavatina sequence) (in answer to Archibald Macleish)
A poem should touch, should palpable belong,
it should reach out,
with a kind of eternal caring truth;
it should scream, shout
of each injustice and pain that do remain
and be about
almost anything or each happening,
as something that is truly worth saying.
Not silent or dumb it falls on the ear,
as it's profound,
in a great symphony of the purest
kind of clear sound,
its rhythms do ring with every line
it is not bound
by politics, machinations of men
and can be a blessing or an omen.
[Reference: "Ars poetica" by Archibald Macleish.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Good Love
Everytime I get to see you
I get this feelin
Its so fuzzy inside
And as soon as I walk away from you
Im still tasting your kiss
Saving it in my mind
Its not everyday I find
A guy that makes me smile all the time
Not the way that you do
All the guys I thought I used to love
Compared to you they dont match up
They got nothing on you
I think I found a good good good love
The kind that will put it on you
The kind that you wanna hold on to
I think I found a good good good love
We can be lovers and friends too
And theyll do anything for you
A good love
Baby you got somethin special
That has me thinking of settling down
Youre the one my mama told me
Would sooner or later one day finally come around
I think I found a good good good love
The kind that will put it on you
The kind that you wanna hold on to
I think I found a good good good love
We can be lovers and friends too
And theyll do anything for you
A good love
I think I found a good good good love
The kind that will put it on you
The kind that you wanna hold on to
I think I found a good good good love
We can be lovers and friends too
And theyll do anything for you
A good love
You bring me joy
And you bring me much pleasure
I could never see myself leaving you ever
Your soft touch is good and it cant get no better
You have got my mind so caught up
Im drunk off of your good love
I think I found a good good good love
The kind that will put it on you
The kind that you wanna hold on to
I think I found a good good good love
We can be lovers and friends too
And theyll do anything for you
A good love
I think I found a good good good love
The kind that will put it on you
The kind that you wanna hold on to
I think I found a good good good love
We can be lovers and friends too
And theyll do anything for you
A good love
I think I found a good good good love
The kind that will put it on you
The kind that you wanna hold on to
I think I found a good good good love
We can be lovers and friends too
And theyll do anything for you
A good love
I think I found a good good good love
The kind that will put it on you
The kind that you wanna hold on to
I think I found a good good good love
We can be lovers and friends too
And theyll do anything for you
A good love
I think I found a good good good love
The kind that will put it on you
The kind that you wanna hold on to
I think I found a good good good love
We can be lovers and friends too
And theyll do anything for you
A good love
song performed by by TLC
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To her who once loved me
(after Percy Bysshe Shelley)
Princess, why did you call me
with longing in your voice,
but when you wanted to be free,
did not leave me another choice?
In some of your writings that to me you address
you speak of passed bliss
there are tears and sheer unhappiness
and it’s as if you are yearning for another kiss?
It is now running to years
that I have to live with emptiness
and I am brave beyond any fears
but I am viewing any friendship with a kind of aloofness.
Keep from sending love and promises that have to be made,
if your love like the stars at break of day is soon to fade.
[Reference: “To Emilia Viviani” by Percy Bysshe Shelley.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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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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Eve (original beauty)
She stood naked in the garden
With more beauty
Than the first full bloom rose,
The kind and depth of
Beauty
God in Heaven only knows.
The kind of
Beauty that is deep and wild,
The kind of
Beauty lost like the days of a child,
The kind of
Beauty mankind
Has been trying desperately
(without realization)
Forever to find.
The kind of
Beauty
God has put upon
Every souls mind.
The kind of
Beauty
That forever causes God
To call us:
'Mine! '
The kind of original beauty
God understands,
The kind of beauty awaiting
The return of each woman, and man.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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You're In The Air
You wanted a challenge
That's calling you higher
I landed on my feet crawling
I remember standing alone trying to forget you idling
I hate to admit that that's my reference point
But there it is
You say you want me
I'm what you found
I'm upside down
You're in the air
You're in the air
And I am breathing
Brighten the stars
The weather is lifting
The heavens love
A love like this
It's pulling you higher
Twist it and turn this around
It lights from within
It dribbles your chin
Now brings a smile
I'm lost again
I'm lost again
I'm what you found
I'm upside down
You're in the air
You're in the air
And I am breathing
I want the stars to know they've won
If only to beguile
The sky has opened up again
In heaven reconciled
I want you naked
I want you wild
I want the stars to know they win
Give me that smile
Just give it me
Just turn it on
I'm lost again
I'm what you found
I'm upside down
You're in the air
I'm what you found
I'm upside down
You're in the air
I'm what you found
I'm upside down
You're everywhere
You're in the air
And I am breathing you
song performed by by R.E.M. from Up
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