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Looking Up....

now i know why
everything seems to be
going to the sky: the trees
are arms raised
the rooftops are not
mere blockers
of the rain
the floors catch us
the stairs always
wind
the air rises
eyes that do not look
down for sand
and pebbles
they too, search for the
Almighty
they too, look forward
for what is not
yet here on the muddy
paths of the earth
not just stars
not just stars....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Let All Those Foolish Ones Rise And Become Stars

let all those foolish ones
rise from this muddy earth
to become stars in the heavens

the stars have fallen
for they are tired shining through all the centuries
fame has become such a meaningless thing
now they stay on ocean floors
as fish
in their magnificent silence

i ask them if they shall rise again
they say they won't
for only the foolish ones still want to be stars

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Stars have eyes! !

Stars have eyes

Did anyone ever see the eyes on stars?
The eyes on stars full of soul
Look any longer they take control

Did anyone ever see the eyes on stars?
The eyes on stars behold the sight
Look any longer and glide free like a kite

Did anyone see the eyes on stars?
The eyes on stars oh what a smile
Look any longer they’ll lite your darkness for a mile

Did anyone see the eyes on stars?
The eyes on stars share the love
Look any longer you know it comes from above

Well now you’ve seen the eyes on stars
Shared the beautiful soul amazed by their wonder
Enchanted by the smile
And overwhelmed by the love

But look any longer you will see the pain
The pain on the eyes of stars
Never to be concealed by the rain

The eyes on stars cry
Never to be wiped dry
The eyes on stars cry
The eyes on stars cry blood tears
Permanently there reminding of fears

The eyes on stars cry
The eyes on stars cry

Stars eyes cry
Stars eyes cry
Stars eyes cry
They cry blood
Stars eyes cry

Stars eyes smile
Stars have eyes
Stars eyes.

Lerato Ladyfair Shuping

poem by Lerato Shuping
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Of Gods Amongst Men.....

man is always
a crowd and gods
mix,

in the confusion
of sorts,
the become one and
the same

all pebbles and sands
and wind
and night

except perhaps
some flickers
could be fireflies
and

zephyrs
stars

diamonds or
mere
grains of sand
reflecting
a late
afternoon sun.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Why East Wind Chills

Why east wind chills and south wind cools
Shall not be known till windwell dries
And west's no longer drowned
In winds that bring the fruit and rind
Of many a hundred falls;
Why silk is soft and the stone wounds
The child shall question all his days,
Why night-time rain and the breast's blood
Both quench his thirst he'll have a black reply.

When cometh Jack Frost? the children ask.
Shall they clasp a comet in their fists?
Not till, from high and low, their dust
Sprinkles in children's eyes a long-last sleep
And dusk is crowded with the children's ghosts,
Shall a white answer echo from the rooftops.

All things are known: the stars' advice
Calls some content to travel with the winds,
Though what the stars ask as they round
Time upon time the towers of the skies
Is heard but little till the stars go out.
I hear content, and 'Be Content'
Ring like a handbell through the corridors,
And 'Know no answer,' and I know
No answer to the children's cry
Of echo's answer and the man of frost
And ghostly comets over the raised fists.

poem by Dylan Thomas
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The Rain Is Like A Man

the rain this early morning
has an accompanying wind

i look at them by the window
my inner world divided by a thick glass

the trees are swaying and some leaves
begin to fall like some kind of a dance

the rain like a man carries the wind
on his arms and the wind leans down

i catch a glimpse of how they passionately kiss
it is sad and lonely and then the rain stops

the morning sun comes and the leaves
are at the feet of the trees kind of wet with tears.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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We Are But Mere Paths

we are but mere paths
where their shoes tread upon us
their umbrella tips their staff
they all touch our surfaces

during the rain
the waters run the drain
and we become not just the paths
of their stamping and running feet
we become their canals

we move through histories of men
we are their paths and their canals
we let their blood flow through us

we remain faithful to this tasks
taking glimpses of the face of God
we face the heavens
we believe in the falling of the stars

we are but paths
all histories of men's feet walk upon us
we are but the grasses
we bury their carcasses

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Pebbles And Marbles

She started a blaze from one tiny spark
I didn't even detect
She loved the light, was dismayed by the dark
The stars, though, she seemed to respect
The faint light that flutters at night to the Earth
Would land in her eyes and collect
Luminous creatures she'd find in the surf
I never thought to inspect
Pebbles and marbles, like things on my mind
Seem to get lost and harder to find
When I am alone, I am inclined
If I find a pebble in the sand
To think that it fell from my hand
She gave me ideas, planted the seed
But she never stopped to reflect
The course that she's on, wherever it leads
I never would redirect
Pebbles and marbles, like words from a friend
Make us hold tight, but are lost in the end
When we're alone, we all seem to tend
If we find a marble in the dust
To wish someone left it for us
Pebbles and marbles, like things on my mind
Seem to get lost and harder to find
When I am alone, I am inclined
If I find a pebble in the sand
To wish that it fell from my hand
Pebbles and marbles, like things on my mind...

song performed by by Phish
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Rising So Low As If Falling From The Sky

Rising so low as if falling from the sky
the light of the silver moon is so bright
that it blots out stars, it looks as if
it is part of the high hill

gleams upon the snow capped peaks,
leaving them sparkling,
creates another kind of world
and your eyes catch me.

Sometimes there are sparkling stars
in your glance that turns my heart
crazily like a Ferris wheel
making it spin almost out of control

as if there are elemental forces
that are at you disposal
with the power of wind,
of rain, thunder and furious cyclone

or at other times the sieving tranquil rain
that brings refreshment and joy to the heart,
your eyes become the only stars shining
at me in this dark night with a own sheer light

and you really know me, know the road
that for years I have been travelling on
which always returns back to you,
even if it leads away from everything.

poem by Gert Strydom
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Lost In The Stars

(kurt weill/maxwell anderson)
Before lord God made the sea and the land
He held all the stars in the palm of his hand
And they ran through his fingers like grains of sand
And one little star fall alone
Then the lord God hunted through the wild night air
For the little dark star in the wind down there
And he stated and promised hed take special care
So it wouldnt get lost again
Now, man dont mind if the stars grow dim
And the clouds blow over and darken him
So long as the lord gods watching over him
Keeping track how it all goes on
But Ive been walking through the night and the day
Till my eyes get weary and my hair turns grey
And sometimes it seems maybe gods gone away
Forgetting the promise that we heard him say
And were lost out here in the stars
Little stars, big stars
Blowing through the night
And were lost out here in the stars
Little stars, big stars
Blowing through the night
And were lost out here in the stars

song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Dance The Slow Music, The Sandstorm Swirls

The sandstorm swirls, pebbles and sand
Hitting dour walls
Dance, dance the slow music
Elements appeasing music
Music appeasing elements

Pulse and body and sand
The music is one with the sand that whirls
Hide, hide the face that burns
Close, close the eyes that burn
Because of the storm in the city
No more passion, no more pity
There were mirages with shimmering paths
There were trodden truths and treacherous theories
And home's horizons far, far away.

Dance the slow music
Cease the howling wind, the phantoms
Of the sand that can speak with strange gifts
The old man on his rope-bed with bleary eyes
Remembers and speaks

Of old forgotten things; some people listen
Waiting for the wind to fall

Sand will, leaves will fall, trees that bend
Life stands still, dance the slow music, the sandstorm swirls
Wait and heed nature's call.

Copyright: Rani Turton

poem by Rani Turton
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Stars

Maybe Ive been the problem
Maybe Im the one to blame
But even when I turn it off and play myself
The outcome feels the same
Ive been thinking maybe Ive been partly cloudy
Maybe Im the chance of rain
And maybe Im overcast
And maybe all my lucks washed down the drain
Ive been thinking about everyone,
Everyone who looks so lonely
But when I look at the stars
When I look at the stars
When I look at the stars, I see someone else
When I look at the stars
The stars, I feel like myself
Stars looking at a planet
Watching agony and pain
And maybe to start to wonder
How the chaos in our lives could
Pass as sane
Ive been thinking about the meaning of resistance
Of a road beyond our own
And suddenly the infinite and repentant
Begin to look like home
Ive been thinking about everyone
Everyone who looks so empty
But when I look at the stars
When I look at the stars
When I look at the stars, I see someone else
When I look at the stars
The stars, I feel like myself.
Yeah!
The stars
Stars
Everyone, Everyone feels so lonely
Everyone, yeah everyone feels so empty
When I look at the stars
When I look at the stars
When I look at the stars, I feel like myself
When I look at the stars
The stars, I see someone

song performed by by Switchfoot
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When Mere Moments Are Holy

When mere moments are holy,
when in prayer I go to You
I am surrounded by Your presence
then I see in every flower, in each small thing
even in the stars, sun and moon
that there is of You a kind of witness,

thunderbolts falling blue-white,
the wild untamed stormy wind,
trees that flower in spring,
tells me that You care about my destiny
and that You choose me out as a child
of the almighty Lord of the universe.

poem by Gert Strydom
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About Us Who Remained Here....

when first thrown away
they call it
seed,

there are rocky fields
where most of the seeds
struggle for soil
& water
to grow
buds and mature as
branches

or be successful trees
into forests,

so many have found themselves
as utter failures
in the form of sand

so many are dead, wilting even
before
leafing

there are others who evolve well
despite the harsh conditions

lucky for those who imagine wings
and turn into birds
of freedom

but others do not have that fate
the stars are against them

you have seen now
so many pebbles scattered on those
twisted paths

others of course have turned themselves
into stones
the mostly preferred state of being
strong
or mistaken to be stoic

into rocky formations ready to be
fields of cradles again for
those that come recently and
baptized with the same name
seed.

we who remain here
have learned to write about all these
sad phenomena

we have fortified ourselves as slates of rocks
with rain as pens.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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sKy n sTaRs! !

Our attachment is like
How the sky needs stars
The sky is wonderous and strong
But the stars complete it
This relationship is beautiful
But sometimes the sky
Rejects the stars
And the stars rain down their tears
When they collide
It initiates a night full of life
The sky flourishes the stars
But the stars shine so bright
These aquaintances
The sky and the stars
You and me
Morphing into life......

poem by Emily Sleator
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She Sleeps

Let the rain fall
And the noise of it on the rooftops be heard
Let it come with the wind, let the wind blow swiftly
And let the trees cry ‘cos they're grieved by it
Let the breeze fill the chambers
And the cold embrace me; let it dry away my tears
Let me quake and not sleep
Let the mighty dark clouds assemble
And let fear fill the earth
Let the moon be darkened
And the stars be hidden; let them not shine
Let the sea be filled and let it run over its walls
Let the mighty waves roar as the waters be glad
Let the dreadful thunders be heard
And the lightening be heard from the east
Let the owls not fly
And the lionesses sleep by their cubes
Let them be still, for a mighty star is fallen
Fallen to rise no more
I see her, yet she sees me not
Quiet and dreamless; till the sun shall rise no more!

To Grandma, always with love!

poem by Nicholas Boateng
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Mad Man Moon

Was it summer when the river ran dry,
Or was it just another dam.
When the evil of a snowflake in june
Could still be a source of relief.
O how I love you, I once cried long ago,
But I was the one who decided to go.
To search beyond the final crest,
Though Id heard it said just birds could dwell so high.
So I pretended to have wings for my arms
And took off in the air.
I flew to places which the clouds never see,
Too close to the deserts of sand,
Where a thousand mirages, the shepherds of lies
Forced me to land and take a disguise.
I would welcome a horses kick to send me back
If I could find a horse not made of sand.
If this deserts all therell ever be
Then tell me what becomes of me.
A fall of rain?
That must have been another of your dreams,
A dream of mad man moon.
Hey man,
Im the sand man.
And boy have I news for you;
Theyre gonna throw you in gaol
And you know they cant fail
cos sand is thicker than blood.
But a prison in sand
Is a haven in hell,
For a gaol can give you a goal
[and a] goal can find you a role
On a muddy pitch in newcastle,
Where it rains so much
You cant wait for a touch
Of sun and sand, sun and sand...
Within the valley of shadowless death
They pray for thunderclouds and rain,
But to the multitude who stand in the rain
Heaven is where the sun shines.
The grass will be greener till the stems turn to brown
And thoughts will fly higher till the earth brings them down.
Forever caught in desert lands one has to learn
To disbelieve the sea.
If this deserts all therell ever be
Then tell me what becomes of me.
A fall of rain?
That must have been another of your dreams,
A dream of mad man moon.

song performed by by Genesis
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Saddest Poem

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.

Write, for instance: "The night is full of stars,
and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance."

The night wind whirls in the sky and sings.

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

On nights like this, I held her in my arms.
I kissed her so many times under the infinite sky.

She loved me, sometimes I loved her.
How could I not have loved her large, still eyes?

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
To think I don't have her. To feel that I've lost her.

To hear the immense night, more immense without her.
And the poem falls to the soul as dew to grass.

What does it matter that my love couldn't keep her.
The night is full of stars and she is not with me.

That's all. Far away, someone sings. Far away.
My soul is lost without her.

As if to bring her near, my eyes search for her.
My heart searches for her and she is not with me.

The same night that whitens the same trees.
We, we who were, we are the same no longer.

I no longer love her, true, but how much I loved her.
My voice searched the wind to touch her ear.

Someone else's. She will be someone else's. As she once
belonged to my kisses.
Her voice, her light body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, true, but perhaps I love her.
Love is so short and oblivion so long.

Because on nights like this I held her in my arms,
my soul is lost without her.

Although this may be the last pain she causes me,
and this may be the last poem I write for her.

poem by Pablo Neruda
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Mother Universe

IT took so many million years
before men finally realized
that this universe is
a female

feminine so feminine with
stars as accent for his black hair
moon as brooch
sun as golden gown
with all flare ascending the
stairs of heaven
the earth as her soft bed
at night laden with trees and flowers
and soft grass too

she got this black hole
sucking everything masculine
inside her radioactive womb
and with a bang
she gives birth to another set
of stars

another family
in the line of galaxies
heavenly family trees

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Tomorrow Shine

Wishing for a summer without rain
Seeing is believing for ourselves
Breathing as we're sinking to the sand
But I will wait for her arms
Then I can reach for the stars
I will wait for her love
Tomorrow shine
Wishing for a lover, not just a friend
Reaching for a hand to pull me in
But I will wait for her arms
Then I can reach for the stars
I will wait for her love
Tomorrow shine
Shine on, shine on
Waiting for a summer without rain
Reaching for the starlet in the sky, again
But I will wait for her arms
Then I can reach for the stars
I will wait for her love
Tomorrow shine
But I will wait for her arms
Then I can reach for the stars
I will wait for her love
Tomorrow shine, tomorrow shine
Tomorrow shine, tomorrow shine
Tomorrow shine, tomorrow shine

song performed by by Feeder
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Still Im Sad

Version 1 (from stranger in us all)
See the stars come fallin down the sky
Gently passing, they kiss your tear drops dry
See the wind come, softly blow
Your hair from your face
And the rain comes falling down
In its crazy way
Still Im sad
For myself my tears just fall in the dust
As I search in the night and find theyre lost
See the wind come gently blow
Time into my heart
And the rain comes falling down
While were apart
Still Im sad
Version 2 (yardbirds version? )
See the stars come joining down from the skies
Gently passing they kiss your tears when you cry
See the wind of summer blow your hair upon your head
See the rain, the falling rain, its rain
Still Im sad
Oh my flowers, my tears are falling two days
They are driving the night profound, they are lost
Flower, flower the wind is blowing
Time into my heart
When the wind blows hard, we are apart
Still Im sad
Oh, oh, oh, oh, still Im sad
Oh, oh, oh, oh, how Im sad

song performed by by Rainbow
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