I Am Happy To See You Flying
i am happy to see you flying
freely in the skies
like you are making a painting
with the wind
go, take time with the friendly clouds
go, be aware of the colors and scents of the winds
wait, in a moment, watch the bursting of the sun
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sympathy
i am happy to see you flying
freely in the skies
like you are making a painting
with the wind
go, take time with the friendly pluffy
clouds
go, be aware of the colors and scent
of the waft- winds
wait, in a moment,
watch the bursting of the sun
the birth
of a star- it is you
now
the center of this
universe
the apple
of my eyes
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Coming Of Happy Tomorrows
COMING OF HAPPY TOMORRWS
Dark clouds decorated by silver lining
Floating across gray skies promising
For all those struggling in shadows
About the coming of happy tomorrows
Colors of the splayed sunlight
In the pouring rain shining bright
For all those wondering at the rainbow
About the comings of happy tomorrows
Barks of the bare oak tree
Showing signs of spirit in free
In the wings of flying sparrows
About the comings of happy tomorrows
Smiles of the blooming flowers of spring
Stirring up emotions making bees sing
For all those hiding in burrows
About the comings of happy tomorrows
Gurgles of the streams in flow
Keeping its ripples as wind blows
Calling out for those in bellows
About the comings of happy tomorrows
Glow of sparks underneath the ashes
Shining like stars making a wish
For those deep in the wallow
About the comings of happy tomorrows
poem by Mittur Ramprasad
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Scents And Subtle Sounds
If you would only start to live one moment at a time,
You would, I think, be startled by the things that you would find.
Like scents you never noticed, and many subtle sounds
Like colors in the landscape and textures on the town
Then the winds would lift you up into the sky above.
Where you'd be treated to a view of everything you love.
(Everything you love. Everything you love.)
And if the moment passes, you should try it once again
For if you do it right you'll find the moment never ends.
If you would stop and notice that we number every day
But allow the many moments left uncounted slip away
You dont have to count them, just enjoy them one by one
And things would take a different hue and sparkle in the sun
The winds would lift you up into the sky.
The winds would lift you up into the sky above
Where you would see a trail of treasure, memories you love
A rainbow record of the thoughts and moments you've enjoyed
Arcs behind the Earth as spectral colors in the void.
song performed by by Phish
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Clouds Of My Life
There moves the cloud
with the wind that blows
So bright and white
like the pages of my life…
I sit near the window
and watch those clouds
That shows me the way
my life is being shaped…
Never was I able to
see the clouds
Have the same shape
in every minute of my life…
Why does this happen
is what I think
But everyday is not the same
is what it says to me…
I see the winds
blow off the clouds
Which makes me think
when will my life be blown off? ...
It's hard to see
black clouds coming in between
Making my worst fears
strike into my mind…
It rains day and night
making me feel happy and sad
Happy to see the black clouds fading
but sad about losing the clouds…
Dreams of mine takes
shape in the clouds
Always showing me the face
of the person I like…
It always reminds me
my life is in world's hands
No matter how hard I try
can't change the fate of my life…
It's nice to see the clouds
every morning I wake up
This reminds me there is still a day
because I see the "Clouds of my Life"…
poem by Sowkoor Nischal Shetty
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Rainbow of my Life
You put rainbow into my life
Different colors, so bright
Rainbows that full of life
That gives colors to the lonely skies
Rainbows end is a pot of gold they say
A treasure to keep as long you stay
Rainbow is like a man or a woman in our lives
It shines, gives us colors, gives us life
That would shine through the rest of our lives
But sometimes rainbows are gone
Not shining nor not giving colors in the clouds
Nor not giving life to the lonely skies
When its so hot and dry
Rainbows is like a life
Giving us water when everything is drought
Giving us colors when everything turns out dark
Making us smile for the different colors they had
You are like my rainbow
You give colors to my life
You give meaning to my lonely nights
But as like rainbows
Sometimes they are gone
Sometimes they don't show
Sometimes not giving us life
You are my rainbow
For a moment in my life
But now, my rainbow is gone
The shines, the colors, the bright
For my rainbow will never shine again
To my lonely life
(09/05/09)
poem by Gil Caguiat
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On The Wings Of An Eagle
Oh, my home is in the mountains, I am free, I am free.
I am one with wind and eagles, I am free. Given wings to sail in gracefulness, the sky, the sky.
Given a voice to sing in breathlessness, I find that I can fly, fly away.
I've been a long time on the highway, I've been a long time on the run.
And it gets to be like chaos when I'm so long away from home.
And sometimes it's just to much to bare and I hide behind my eyes.
I can picture friendly faces and I can dream of friendly skies.
And I guess that I'm a lucky one for the truth of what I know.
For my heart had not denied me and I have somewhere to go.
I shall never be a prisoner of steel and glass and stone.
If I leave, I will return again to my Rocky Mountain home.
Oh, my home is in the mountains, I am free, I am free.
I am one with wind and eagles, I am free. Given wings to sail in gracefulness, the sky, the sky.
Given a voice to sing in breathlessness, I find that I can fly, fly away.
In the hands of my father, in the light of the sunshine. On the wings of an eagle, I'm flying again.
I'm flying again, I'm flying again, I'm flying again, I'm flying again.
song performed by by John Denver
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The Winds Blow For You
Angel…angel
Look at my face
Look at mine
Angel look at mine
My heart is for you
You know it’s true
Angel to see my love
Angel……..
I see you in my skies, an angel
You flying with your wings in the winds of the love
I insufflate to the skies for deluge winds for your fly in the sky
You can fly in the skies without fear
I’m be with you, my angel
the winds below for you
in order that you be happy my angel
I hope you find your love
or me or your hidden lover
my winds below for you
fly...fly...fly
my angel
poem by Aidin Azarkerdar
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Lazy Train
I wish I could go so far away
Where time moves too slow day after day
Ill wait and Ill sit and watch the clouds
As they go by.
I have a sensation where lazyness,
Procrastination is what I do best
Ill wait and Ill sit and watch the clouds
As they go by.
Where has my ambition gone
I havent seen it for so long
Am I a burden to someone?
I am so tired of everything
All my desire is vanishing.
song performed by by NOFX
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When I'm painting, I'm not aware of what I'm doing. It's only after a get acquainted period that I see what I've been about. I've no fears about making changes for the painting has a life of its own.
quote by Jackson Pollock
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Lazy
I wish i could go
so far away
where time moves too slow
day after day
ill wait and ill sit and watch
the clouds as they go by
ill wait and ill sit and watch
the cloud as they go by
i have a sensation with laziness
procrastination is what i do best
ill wait
where has my ambition gone
i havent seen it for so long
am i a burden to someone
life,i am so tired
of everything
all my desire
is vanishing
ill wait..
song performed by by NOFX
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Painting
The world you painted was new
The colors were so alive
Took a lie and made it true
A final touch and then right into the painting you dive
It's ok if you break
You'll see colors again
This is more than you can take
You'll see colors again
It's your life that's at stake
You'll see colors again
Don't you think it's my time
song performed by by Blindside from Silence
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September Morn
I watch the World around me
As again I hear nature call
For it is the end of summertime
And the awakening of a beautiful fall.
The leaves have changed their colors
The skies became icy white
My heart becomes exceedingly joyful
At Septembers, beautiful sight.
The rustling wind has turned to cold
The leaves have changed to brown
This moment, I pray to hold
As the leaves fall onto the ground.
The squirrels scurry from their trees
The birds have all flown away
It is another September morning
I feel it with each step that I take.
With a cold wind against my back
I journey to a great tree
To pick up the jewels that she left there
An acorn, and a lonely leaf.
I shiver as I walk
With a leaf and acorn in hand
I watch fall as it arrives around me,
So happy is this man.
I then walk up unto my wife
I present her with the leaf and acorn
So happy I am with this fall,
That I give Her my September morn.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Winds that Whisper Hello
The clouds are high above,
Floating freely this way and that.
The wind is whispering through the trees,
Rustling the leaves to sing to me.
I feel the wind upon my face,
The voices landing upon my ears.
The gentle winds warm me
And suddenly changes to cool breezes.
Temperatures changes suddenly,
When the wind shifts unexpectedly.
To hear the wind is to know
That somehow, someway it is saying hello.
poem by Carolyn Marie Taylor
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Happy Dog 2
I’m a happy dog in a car
Hope we’re not going far
I walk up and down the back seat
At each corner I’m rocked off my feet
I’m a happy dog in a car
I’m a happy dog in a car
Zooming down miles of tar
Sniffing around everywhere
I know where we are by scents in the air
I’m a happy dog in a car
I’m a happy dog in a car
I’m feeling well above par
On the window I’m sniffing near
My nose leaves a slimy wet smear
I’m a happy dog in a car
I’m a happy dog in a car
We’re on our way, hurrah
Happy thoughts run through my mind
As I stare and wag at the car behind
I’m a happy dog in a car
I’m a happy dog in a car
And going slightly gaga
Too excited to lay down and nap
I’ll look out the window and let my ears flap
I’m a happy dog in a car
poem by Flying Lemming
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The 'Poem A Day' Project ~ Day 234
I’m a happy dog in a car
Hope we’re not going far
I walk up and down the back seat
At each corner I’m rocked off my feet
I’m a happy dog in a car
I’m a happy dog in a car
Zooming down miles of tar
Sniffing around everywhere
I know where we are by scents in the air
I’m a happy dog in a car
I’m a happy dog in a car
I’m feeling well above par
On the window I’m sniffing near
My nose leaves a slimy wet smear
I’m a happy dog in a car
I’m a happy dog in a car
We’re on our way, hurrah
Happy thoughts run through my mind
As I stare and wag at the car behind
I’m a happy dog in a car
I’m a happy dog in a car
And going slightly gaga
Too excited to lay down and nap
I’ll look out the window and let my ears flap
I’m a happy dog in a car
poem by Flying Lemming
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And Suddenly I'll Go
watch the tree branches
that falling down
to the stream, where a happy faces
of the fish patiently
wait to ride; as the tail jerk the
moving current
of the turmoil sight drags the body
to swim, and felt in the hey
oh! Water Lilies, sweet as you say
look upon your beautiful flower that bloom
like wind-dropp moist in the sky
hurdle into my heart the
serenade of sweet memoirs
of today
whisper little angel,
my dream is coming, wait not
until the night suddenly flew all that come
into my wish
then I will pass my whole self
to lay down my time
steadily blow down the
Eastern wind, letting go
where it end, as the moment lap the reel
of time to ponder, then I shall
pass this way again...
poem by Antonio Liao
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On Hearing A White Backed Magpie Singing In The Rain
The white backed magpie singing and skies so gloomy gray
And magpie does sound happy on such a gloomy day
But why is magpie happy what reason for his joy
All in the depths of Winter this morning in July? .
The rain come down in torrents and dark clouds o'er the hill
And freshening winds blow colder the breath of winter chill
The raindrops freely running adown the window pane
And still the magpie singing and whistling in the rain.
Why is the magpie singing what reason for his cheer
On this cold day in winter the wettest of the year?
The wettest day of Winter the wind blow cold and strong
And merry magpie singing his distinct happy song.
The white backed magpie piping his happy melody
On wettest day in Winter on rain soaked blackwood tree
And I ponder the question the simple question why?
The magpie feel so happy on wet day in July.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Mosaic, We Abide
weird-weeds & beetles-bad
unkempt, black fouls
time snobs
fingers-a-pointing
darkness-a-reigning
sweet flower blooms
of summer
butterfly lightness
a flutter
sunshine color rainbows
flumes of clouds
flutes of wind
nature strums
such beauty music
heart bleeds for beetles-bad
and weeds a weirding
rejoice for clouds and flumes
of colors and flute winds
we abide by nature
in perfect goodness
excludes none
punishes no one
weeds a tumble
to flutes singing
and clouds drift
to rainbow colors
rains still showering
earth’s thirst
quenched
everything still
colors mix
sounds blend
bad, good, weeds
flowers, beetles
butterflies
all a flutter a chew
all beautiful
whole and always
a beautiful mosaic
we abide.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Make The Most Of Midlife
if you wait about what midlife
has to offer
you become a loser
because you expect an offering of such age
midlife is an age of giving
of making other people's dreams come true
make the most of it
let others grow let others have their own way
watch them
bloom
watch them
find their destinies
watch them
laugh
and then you are
what you want to be
a kingmaker
a dream weaver
a happy person
simply watching time go by.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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September afternoon for M lady Ernestine.
September sun spasmodically
breaks through the clouds which threaten rain.
Sometimes the clouds triumphantly
block out the sunshine once again.
I watch and wait expectantly
to see the sun come smiling through
A little optimistically
I hope to see the sky turn blue.
The storm clouds try but can’t resist
a brisk wind blowing from the sea
They have no choice the wind persists
Although they move reluctantly.
The clouds are gone the sun shines on
and will do ‘til the day is done.
Wednesday,08 September 2010
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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