In The Forest Facing The Lake....
we are singing new songs
you have your own
it is late at night
in a forest, facing the lake
inside this log cabin
we blend
together
we dance around this huge fire
sending thick smoke
to the sky
God sees it
We are His children
so alive.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Like No Other Night
I was feelin like a prisoner inside myself
I saw you
Lookin like you might be
In a mood to try anything that was new
Don't be starved for the love and laughter
Break through total stranger
You only get one life
This night could be like no other night
You and me
Find the fire in our hearts
And dance in the light
Yeah
We'll take our chances
How can we lose
We're making our own rules
This night can be like no other night
There's a child I can see in the back of your eyes
Dyin to be set free
Let the hunger inside you bring it alive
Baby
This night won't last forever
Break loose
Girl remember, you only get one life
This night can be like no other night, you and me
Can find the fire in our hearts
And dance in the light
Yeah
We'll take our chances
How can we lose, we're makin our own rules
This night will be like no other night
Yeah yeah
Time you don't use
You lose it
You grab every moment you can, before it's gone
When you can feel, you really
Know that you're alive
Show that you're alive
For one night and
This night can be like no other night, you and me
Findin the fire in our hearts
And dance in the light
Oh yeah
We'll take our chances
How can we lose, we're makin our own rules
This night will be like, be like no other night
song performed by by 38 Special
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Dancing with Sorrow
Amidst a garden in a twist of fate
I dance with Sorrow in an evening late
We hold our hands and tend our steps in pace
Then glide like silk with songs of Tears in grace
And Sorrow knows just how to blend us fair
Her dance entwines with mine we float in air
While Tears had weaved us songs in hurtful bends
We drift with her and now we're three of friends
With Tears I sing and soothe the night away
And Sorrow lures my eyes to dance and stay
In trance with Sorrow's hand I dance along
And spend the night with Tear's lingering song
So soon we part and each should go his way
with trust in hearts to meet by fate someday
poem by Roland Jr Jamito
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Randolph
That night as Old Man McCoy fled through the woods, the trees in his path refused to budge. Their branches batted him like hands and smacked him in the face and chest and groin. Behind him the screams of his wife slowed his pace, as did the agonized pleas of his sons. Tears streamed down his face. But the gunshots urged him on faster, toward help, justice, he wasn't sure what. Over his shoulder he saw whorls of whitish smoke against the dark, and a corner of the sky lit up orange from the torched cabin. He'd known something awful was going to happen when he woke up, this morning. Lying in bed last night he'd heard two wildcats fighting. All day long it was too quiet. Then, catastrophe-fire and hot lead. After mid-night the trees turned to men and crowded in. As he ran the twigs snapped underfoot and he ran until the lights of the town came in view and he remembered it was New Year's. There would still be a few revellers at the tavern. He would round them up and return to what was left of the cabin. Nothing could persuade him not to. His poor wife! He was so ashamed. But, alive. Alive to make them pay. Alive to get revenge! So he ran on toward the light.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Taw Shi
The desert wind
From the East
Binding us together
Oh...oh...oh...oh...
Dance for me Taw Shi
The day has come to prove
To prove your love
Forever
Oh...oh...oh...oh...
Dance for me Taw Shi
Among the two
I prefer you
I want to see you
Set fire to the night
Among the two
You must come through
Oh let me see you
Set fire to the night
Oh...oh...oh...oh...
Dance for me this dance
Oh...oh...oh...oh...
Chant with me this chant
So follow me
Across the sand
To where the music's playing
Oh...oh...oh...oh...
Dance for me Taw Shi
The sands will blow
A thousand years
The rythm still remains
Oh...oh...oh...oh...
Dance for me Taw Shi
Among the two
I prefer you
I want to see you
Set fire to the night
Among the two
You must come through
Oh let me see you
Set fire to the night
Oh...oh...oh...oh...
Dance for me this dance
Oh...oh...oh...oh...
Chant with me this chant
Oh, oh YAH YAH
TAW SHI WA NADAR
Oh, oh YAH YAH
TAW SHI - YA YA YA
TAW SHI - YA YA YA
I want to see you
Set fire to the night
TAW SHI - YA YA YA
TAW SHI - YA YA YA
Oh let me see you
Set fire to the night
TAW SHI - YA YA YA
TAW SHI - YA YA YA
I want to see you
Set fire to the night
Oh, oh YA YA YA!...
song performed by by Ofra Haza
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Fire By Night, Smoke By Day
It's fire by night and smoke by day
As we lay in our beds just thinking away
We wake in the morning to do what they say
It's fire by night and it's smoke by day
The sun starts to rise and the birds start to sing
We worry about what to do, what to wear and what to bring
We make a to-do list filled with everything
Just like the summer, the winter, the fall and the spring
Fire by night, smoke by day
There's nothing left to blow it away
Our day carries on as we're stuck to the clock
A slave to the ways of the tic and the toc
We carry a key but there isn't a lock
Trying to discover what is already lost
Fire by night, smoke by day
There's nothing left to blow it away
We wait for the water to wash it away
It's fire by night, smoke by day
Our thoughts start to wander as night settles in
Engaged in a fight we're not ready to win
As we wait for a new tomorrow to begin
The fire starts burning all over again
Fire by night, smoke by day
There's nothing left to blow it away
We wait for the water to wash it away
It's fire by night, smoke by day
poem by Navillus Tam
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Raise Thy Voice
shall we dance once more in these hallowed halls of memories
Take back the childhood once lost to us
Reverse a thousand decisions till there is but indecision
Shall we dance slowly this time in the ring of fire careful not to get burnt
Shall we sing once love filled songs with the poison of hate thick in our
hearts
Shall we fall in love once again knowing what we know now
Should our nights blend with our days leaving us in a wild haze
Should we walk under half laden moons or hold each other till first mornings light
Shall we cherish the time we have or despise the time we're apart
Shall we stake our claim on a tree in the woods
Declare our love in the pouring rain
Kiss under the full moons light
Shall we dance once more in these hallowed halls of memories
Shatter the panes of oppression that bounds our speech our expressions
Shall we dance shall we dance shall we dance to the rhythmless sounds of silence
Shall we open thy mouths to let harmonies blend till the end
Raise thy voice and shatter the silence
Of a generation that was to prone to violence
Grew up to quick yes indeed
Raise thy voice raise it now
poem by Patrick Maness
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The Country Wife
She makes her way through the dark trees
Down to the lake to be alone.
Following their voices on the breeze,
She makes her way. Through the dark trees
The distant stars are all she sees.
They cannot light the way she's gone.
She make her way through the dark trees
Down to the lake to be alone.
The night reflected on the lake,
The fire of stars changed into water.
She cannot see the winds that break
The night reflected on the lake
But knows they motion for her sake.
These are the choices they have brought her:
The night reflected on the lake,
The fire of stars changed into water.
poem by Dana Gioia
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Forest Follies
The Green Man
and the gargoyle
sat idly by.
As the forest
caught fire
and the flames
they grew high.
Till mountains of smoke
had covered the sky.
Then down flew the fairies
in fury they came.
And battle they did
with that furious flame.
Sending in torrents
of free falling rain.
Then away
to the mountain
the fairies did fly.
As the souls
of the forest
did softly sigh.
poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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Fire Fighting Days
The sun is blocked out by a heavy smoke haze
Twelve miles south of here a huge bushfire blaze
It's way through the brown paddocks and stands of trees
fanned on by a warm and a freshening breeze,
Where-ever there's smoke there is fire to be found
And smoke travels by air for miles and miles around
The C F A the Country fire fighters are busy today
The destructive fire front they fight to keep it at bay,
Such courageous people one can't help but them admire
They risk their own lives to save homes from the fire
They display their courage in the gap of fear
Great stories of their bravery we so often hear
Through dry scrublands and paddocks the huge fire front blaze
We are in the Season of fire fighting days.
poem by Francis Duggan
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I'll ask a Bluebird…
I'll ask a bluebird
To sing a summer song
Tones so lovely slurred
For life is coming along
Each day and night tender
Of love songs in the air
My thoughts to this surrender
In tunes of moments fair
I'll ask a thrush that plays
Its summer forest songs
Why each of them dallies
To a heart that longs
When breezy are the leaves
Of the wandering hour
With many thoughts of eves
For the meadow flower
Night of late shall come
To every summer singing
Growing on tincturing blossom
An end to their dreams bringing
For love shall fly away
Into another living wave
Where flowers in wind sway
With the new songs to crave
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Michael Jackson Is Great
Michael Jackson accomplished a lot when he was alive,
he started out singing in the Jackson 5.
Michael had the groove and the beat,
he made songs that got you off your feet.
He also made songs that made you think.
Now Michael was a Pisce's moon
he had a great imagination and great heart big heart too.
Thank You Michael Jackson for the happiness you brought
You made the planet happier singing songs to dance to on the spot.
Many great memories for people learning to dance the moon walk.
and my fondest memory dancing at The Cottage
to his song 'Don't Stop ‘til You Get Enough'
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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When The Smoke Is Going Down
Music :rudolf schenker
Lyrics:klaus meine
Just when you make your way back home
I find some time to be alone
I go to see the place once more
Just like a thousand nights before
I climb the stage again this night
cause the place seems still alive
When the smoke is going down
This is the place where I belong
I really love to turn you on
Ive got your sound still in my ear
While your traces disappear
I climb the stage again this night
cause the place seems still alive
When the smoke is going down
I climb the stage again this night
cause the place seems still alive
When the smoke is going down
When the smoke is going down
When the smoke is going down
song performed by by Scorpions
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Of Words And Dance...
Do you dance? Will you dance with me for
the rest of our lives?
I shall dance with you, through trouble times.
I shall dance with you in the dark of night.
We shall dance and skate on a rainy day.
We shall skip and dance our worries away.
We will dance with our children, and our friends,
through life.
Dance, yes we will, in laughter or tears.
Dance, on the stage of life, that we live.
Dance, through the hardships and troubles of life.
And will you dance with me, thou I am sad?
For I know that dance, will make me glad.
And when you weep, fear not my love,
I'll dance you to a happy place.
We'll dance among a field of flowers,
as the stars above, become our shower.
And the moon shall smile as it sees us dance,
two in love...twirling a ballet of life.
And do you say, will we tire of our dance? Na,
for with you as my love...life is a ball. Life is a dance
of love and that shall never end
Dance With Me...
Do you dance? Will you dance with me for
the rest of our lives?
I shall dance with you, through trouble times.
I shall dance with you in the dark of night.
We shall dance and skate on a rainy day.
We shall skip and dance our worries away.
We will dance with our children, and our friends,
through life.
Dance, yes we will, in laughter or tears.
Dance, on the stage of life, that we live.
Dance, through the hardships and troubles of life.
And will you dance with me, thou I am sad?
For I know that dance, will make me glad.
And when you weep, fear not my love,
I'll dance you to a happy place.
We'll dance among a field of flowers,
as the stars above, become our shower.
And the moon shall smile as it sees us dance,
two in love...twirling a ballet of life.
And do you say, will we tire of our dance? Na,
for with you as my love...life is a ball. Life is a dance
of love... that shall never end.
Michael Jackson Is Great
Michael Jackson accomplished a lot when he was alive,
he started out singing in the Jackson 5.
Michael had the groove and the beat,
he made songs that got you off your feet.
He also made songs that made you think.
Now Michael was a Pisce's moon
he had a great imagination and great heart big heart too.
Thank You Michael Jackson for the happiness you brought
You made the planet happier singing songs to dance to on the spot.
Many great memories for people learning to dance the moon walk.
and my fondest memory dancing at The Cottage
to his song "Don't Stop ‘til You Get Enough"
Written by Suzae Chevalier on May 17,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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When the Parents Refuse to Come Home
When the parents refuse to come home
The children sleep beneath the babysitter’s skirt.
She will eat you out of house and home.
When the parents refuse to come home
The children shall set the house on fire,
And the babysitter shall save the family pet
That is content to be hand fed at the breast.
This night the parents are outside the loop,
They are out for a night on the town to renew their bound without the incessant want of children who shall burn the house down for attention.
The babysitter is watching TV under the blaze of the burning house where the family pet snicks beneath the smoke colleted by the ceiling.
When the parents stay out all night the children are discontented with the babysitter who have no time for children, she rather babysat the TV.
The babysitter refuse to pay taxes on her earning, she have parked the children in their beds where they learn the art of conversation from the TV.
The parents are having fun while the children are safe in the dream shatter of the right brain telling midnight stories of the day’s doings and the babysitter has invited her boy friend over for the night and he will eat you out of house and home while in their dream the children are buring the house down.
When the parents dance the night away in the night club the children are dreaming of the violent of the babysitter who eat the last of the pot roast left over from dinner.
When the parents refuse to come home the babysitter is contemplating the meaning of death and dying in the burning house.
The babysitter will grow up to become a parent and she will hire a babysitter when she go out to dance the night away as her children burn the house down.
poem by David E. Patton
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Singing Songs Of Creativity
who will come share
a few of my soul nights
with gift conversations
between soul ritual nights
writing songs of creativity?
thought songs birth born
cycle through mind moments
creep flutter in mind focus
wonder rapture sets traps
throughout soul mind webs
come dance night magic
come dance day magic
come dance night day cycles
come dance day night cycles
come dance image heartbeats
haunting perspective kaleidoscopic
is canvas a mind mist vision sees
swim in illusive thought mind oceans
swim in perception birth river seas
embrace vortex walk through walls
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A View To Kill
Meeting you with a view to a kill
Face to faces, secret places, feel the chill
Night fall covers me
But you know the plans I'm making
Still overseas,
Could it be the whole lot opening wide
A sacred why
A mystery gaping inside
A week is why
Until we dance into the fire
That fatal kiss is all we need
Dance into the fire
To fatal sounds of broken dreams
Dance into the fire
That fatal kiss is all we need
Dance into the fire
The choice for you is the view to a kill
Between the shades assacination standing still
First crystal tears,
Fallen of snowflakes on your body
First time in years
To drench you skin of lover's rosy stain
A chance to find the phoenix for the flame
A chance to die
But can we dance into the fire
That fatal kiss is all we need
Dance into the fire
To fatal sounds of broken dreams
Dance into the fire
That fatal kiss is all we need
Dance into the fire
When all we see is the view to a kill
song performed by by Duran Duran
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It Is Nice To Hear Your Voice Again
now you are here
alone
facing me
singing your own songs
smiling at me
as i clap my hands
you are so beautiful
your voice magical
and it is so nice
of you
to be here again
as i hear
your voice
pure, and diffused
inside
what we call our very own
welcome to originality
to you and nothing
but just you
i am listening
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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now you are here
alone
facing me
singing your own songs
smiling at me
as i clap my hands
you are so beautiful
your voice magical
and it is so nice
of you
to be here again
as i hear
your voice
pure, and diffused
inside
what we call our very own
welcome to originality
to you and nothing
but just you
i am listening
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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