Of The Paleness Of Altitude
up there
a big pillar ends its life
touching the sky
lengths
of vertical distances
in pale
color
blue
horizontal lines
a horizon
of
sea
man
in a dark shadow
diving
to the sea
a splash
then silence
you
wait if a dot
of a head
pops up
no
nothing comes
up
in his
misery
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Me Telly's On The Blink: : Humour
Hello Bob, it's Archie, me telly's on the blink
Without me telly on it's even hard for me to think
I watch it of an evening snuggled up beneath me doona
Can you come round. Not later, I'd rather it were sooner
'Cos every night I watch it and it helps me cop some Zed's
It calms me down and stops all thoughts from spinnin' in me 'ead
Can you tell me Archie, exactly what's wrong with your television
Describe the symptoms to me with clarity and precision
It's got these annoyin' lines that are runnin' up and down
Are you sure they're vertical replied Bob with a puzzled frown
Your TV as I remember is quite an ancient beast
It's been at least two decades since that model was released
One of that era would surely have lines of a horizontal direction
Are you sure they're vertical, after considered reflection
'Course I know me vertical from me horizontal slant
Get over here now, I can't stand all day and rant
But Archie, your television is resting on its side
So horizontal seems vertical, if logic be applied
'Course I watch it like that, I'm lying in me bed
And it saves me the trouble of havin' ta lift me 'ead
(Sydney, Australia - 2010)
poem by Alessandra Liverani
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how that Sunday ended
the waves are bigger than my dreams
i sit on the sandy shore waiting
you come like a shadow of an afternoon Sunday
broad and firm and strong as you claim yourself
in a name carved in stone
it is late and i am weak
you run to the sea and plunge yourself
you wave your hand before that
i am looking at the horizon
and then the sunset completes itself
with your silence
in that single splash
i think it is horrible but on the other hand
it is divine
i cannot remember how that Sunday ends
i will again say it ends with the splash and then the edifying silence
let me stop and think awhile, a moment of silence
how can i tell you that there is this deleted version of the story
in trembling i arrive home and then i scream
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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how Sunday ended upon its own trembling
the waves are bigger than my dreams
i sit on the sandy shore waiting
you come like a shadow of an afternoon Sunday
broad and firm and strong as you claim yourself
in a name carved in stone
it is late and i am weak
you run to the sea and plunge yourself
you wave your hand before that
i am looking at the horizon
and then the sunset completes itself
with your silence
in that single splash
i think it is horrible but on the other hand
it is divine
i cannot remember how that Sunday ends
i will again say it ends with the splash and then the edifying silence
let me stop and think awhile, a moment of silence
how can i tell you that there is this deleted version of the story
in trembling i arrive home and then i scream
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Stripes
I'm not keen on the horizontal
I'd rather have the V;
The H is unattractive, no
The vertical's for me;
I speak of stripey clothing
In case you hadn't guessed;
And though I must repeat myself
The vertical's the best.
poem by John Carter Brown
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When I came from horizontal vertical straight all old stuff then suddenly I go also again in curved lines. And there I submit to changes in the intensity of my hand leading a tool, you see.
quote by Josef Albers
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The Color of the Moon
The color of the moon
so pale and so blue
makes me wanna cry
when I look at the moon
In black or white
dark or light
the moon cries
with all its might
With the moon cries
life dies
and the earth
breathes a heavy sigh
The color of the moon
so pale and so blue
makes me wanna cry
when I see the color of the moon
poem by Jasmine Thompson
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Blue Me
Blue me, blue me
Blue is the color
That fits best on me
Im blue
Just as blue as can be
Blue me, blue me
I cry
And I die
I lie awake at night
And I question why
Must it be
I can never be free
Blue me, blue me
My heart is heavy
But its empty inside
No one to love me
Or to lay down beside
Im blue
The queen of sorrow
Wears royal blue
My luck aint changin
Is it ever goin to
Im blue, oh Im blue
Why must I wear this robe of blue misery
Blue me, blue me
Ooh
This sad old feeling
Is breakin me down
No satisfaction with these blues hangin round
Lord, Im blue
Oh, Im so blue
Why cant I shake it tell me where will this end
When will I get out of this blue rut Im in
Oh, Im blue
Looks like the blues just took a liking to me
Blue me, blue me
Blue me, blue me
Blue is the color that fits best on me
Ooooh, Im blue
Im just as blue as can be
Blue me,
Blue me
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Map of the World
I dragged the vertical and horizontal lines
Longitude & Latitude,
And where they crossed I found my critical position.
Oh! This peevish aimless boat
Still toss in the dumb Ocean.
Where is my destiny of this illusive voyage?
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Dark Blue By Jack Mannequinn
I have, I have you breathing down my neck, breathing down my neck
I don't, don't know what you could possibly expect under this condition so
I'll wait, I'll wait for the ambulance to come, ambulance to come
Pick us up off the floor what did you possibily expect under this condition so
Slow down, this nights a perfect shade of
Dark blue, dark blue
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room while I'm here with you
I said the world could be burning and burning down
Dark blue, dark blue
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room while I'm here with you
I said the world could be burning 'til there's nothing but dark blue
Just dark blue
And this flood, this flood is slowly rising up, swallowing the ground
Beneath, my feet. Tell me how anybody thinks under this condition so
I'll swim, I'll swim as the water rises up sun is sinking down and now
All I can see are the planets in a row suggesting it's best that I
Slow down this nights a perfect shade of
Dark blue, dark blue
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room while I'm here with you
I said the world could be burning and burning down
Dark blue, dark blue
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room while I'm here with you
I said the world could be burning dark blue
We were boxing, we were boxing the stars
We were boxing (we were boxing) you were swinging from Mars
And then the water reached the west coast
And took the power lines, the power lines
And it was me and you and the whole town underwater
There was nothing we could do
It was dark blue
Dark blue, dark blue
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room while I'm here with you
I said the world could be burning and burning down
Dark blue, dark blue
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room while I'm here with you
I said the world could be burning now there's nothing but dark blue
If you've ever been alone you'll know dark blue
If you've ever been alone you'll know, you'll know
poem by Joshua Burckhard
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That Morning I Remember Rightly
what was visible then
was only the outlines
of the leaves of the coconut tree
hanging like a pair of pants
on the clothesline
and this tiny boat sailing
away towards an island
that looked like
nothing but
just this shadow
of a horizontal line
reminding me
of my father's
death...when his heart
failed,
the line was straight, horizontal on the screen
it was flat
like the shadow of the island fronting
from where i stand
it was flat, i always remember that. and then after the beeping sound
silence came.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Come With Me To The Edge Of The World
Come with me to the edge of the world,
Let's go there where sunset is touching the horizon,
Where is only silence and peace,
There is a place just for us, for you and me.
Far away from people, far away from crowd,
We are running to find a place for our hearts,
Where is only sky above us to share with it our dreams,
Where is only peace and harmony.
The night was coming, such a silent night,
Only your arms and wind were wrapping me,
Only your whispers and seagulls were my music,
Only your heart was belonging to me.
The sea is touching our feet laying on the sand,
Only seagulls are screaming crossing the sky,
Making aware us this is not a dream,
Is reality of our lives, another page in the book of life.
There is a place just for us, for you and me,
Where is only silence and peace,
Let's go there where sunset is touching the horizon,
Come with me to the edge of the world.
poem by Cristina Teodor
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Blue...
Have you ever really notice the color blue?
This color varies in shades, as to change right before you.
There's midnight blue, slate blue, ocean blue and navy blue as
Iam yet to mention there are other shades too.
Then there is the mood blue,
When life seems so gloomy, you know not what to do.
Even as I ponder about the color blue,
I find this matter to be exactly true, that is
still more to discover about this color we all know as blue.
poem by Angel A. Lockwood
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Pale Blue Eyes
Sometimes I feel so happy
Sometimes I feel so sad
Sometimes I feel so happy
But mostly you just make me mad
Baby, you just make me mad
Linger on your pale blue eyes
Linger on your pale blue eyes
Thought of you as my mountain top
Thought of you as my peak
A thought of you as everything
Ive had, but couldnt keep
Ive had, but couldnt keep
Linger on your pale blue eyes
Linger on your pale blue eyes
Skip a life completely
Stuff it in a cup
They said, money is like us in time
It lies, but cant stand up
Down for you is up
Linger on your pale blue eyes
Linger on your pale blue eyes
It was good what we did yesterday
And Id do it once again
The fact that you are married
Only proves youre my best friend
But its truly, truly a sin
Linger on your pale blue eyes
Linger on your pale blue eyes
If I could make the world as pure
And strange as what I see
Id put you in a mirror
Id put in front of me
Id put in front of me
Linger on your pale blue eyes
Linger on your pale blue eyes
Linger on your pale blue eyes
Linger on your pale blue eyes
Linger on your pale blue eyes
Linger on your pale blue eyes
Linger on your pale blue eyes
Linger on your pale blue eyes
Linger on your pale blue eyes
Linger on your pale blue eyes
Linger on your pale blue eyes
Linger on your pale blue eyes
Linger on your pale blue eyes
Linger on your pale blue eyes
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Home Again To The Arms Of Despair
the waves are bigger in the middle of the ocean of my dreams
i sit on the sandy shore waiting
here is distance unfolding
coming and leaving at the same time
the hands are powerless in this
no amount of concerns connects us
once again
even if i surrender to the grips of the night
even if the moon swears
to shine till dawn breaks
you come like a shadow of an afternoon Sunday
broad and firm and strong as you claim yourself
in a name carved in stone
you're marvelous like a comet at noonday
it is late and i am weak
my knees are bent to the ground of worthlessness
you run to the sea and plunge yourself
you wave your hand before that
dissolution or that diffusion into the forgetting
i am looking at the horizon
it is as straight as life wants itself to be
who wants to break the silence of a line falling
out of a page? the smoothness of an edge
finally denying an importance
and then the sunset completes itself
with your silence
in that single splash
as you gasp for the last single breath
of hope
there is no stranger coming as
a survival
there is no new born child to revive
despair
i think it is horrible but on the other hand
it is divine
i remember that stair into heaven
rosary beads they imagine
hurled by our Mother
i cannot remember how that Sunday ends
i will again say it ends with the splash and then the edifying silence
the rising of the clouds
the resurrection of the dimming light
in the middle of grief
when handkerchief begins to show a face
of thorns
let me stop and think awhile, a moment of silence
please, drink this cup of silence with me
this blood of wine
how can i tell you that there is this deleted version of the story
in trembling i arrive home and then i scream
that was at first
and i realize the windows are closed like a man without ears
there is no use for doors and doorsteps
the stairs have long been broken
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Blue is the Color
Blue is the sky
late at night
blue is the sky
early in the morning
blue is the sky
in the midst of day
blue is the sky
blue is the sky
and the rain
and the clouds
that comes falling down
blue is the color
of peace and mellow
blue is the color
of sadness and sorrow
blue is the color
of all
of life
poem by Dezire Diaz
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We Dream In Color
Dream sequence
(wake up, wake up, wake up, time to dream)
(wake up, time to dream)
We dream, we dream, we dream in color
Wake me up in the middle of the night, tell me what youve seen
Ivory clouds in a sea of blue, fields of endless green
But we lie here and we search for stars
Or big bad letters all the way from mars
The sky is black and the moon is pale, and we cry for this world of ours
In the dark we still believe (oh you know that we still believe)
In the dark we see
Chorus:
We dream in color - but we live in black and white
We dream in color - like a rainbow in the night
We dream of peace, we dream of love, but still the dream is not enough
We dream in color
Oh yes we dream
I wake up in the middle of the day, locked within this cell
The sun is weak on the gun gray street, a cold and concrete hell
So I close my eyes and remember the days
Of a blood red sky and a purple haze
The flag was yours and the flag was mine, but we let it fade away
In the dark we still believe (oh you know that we still believe)
In the dark we see
We dream in color - but we live in black and white
We dream in color - like a rainbow in the night
We dream of peace, we dream of love, but still the dream is not enough
We dream in color
(guitar solo)
This is where it all comes down, this is where the truth is found
Someones gotta keep this dream alive
We dream in color - but we live in black and white
We dream in color - like a rainbow in the night
We dream of peace, we dream of love, we dream of life!
We dream in color
We dream in color - we dream, yes we dream
We dream in color - but we live in black and white
We dream in color - and hold on to each other
We dream in color - lover to lover, sister to brother, we hold on
We dream in color
We dream in color - we dream
We dream in color - we dream...
song performed by by Starship
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Ode to the color blue
There’s ever so much more to blue
Than just a color
It’s as much an emotion
As it is a hue
Blue is the tender soul
Of sky, flower and ocean
And the blessing and bane
Of me and you
Dye of desperation
Paint of despair
Wistful wash of wisdom
And the pale shade of prayer
A name for a pet
A descriptor of sea
Four letter word…Tho’
The best one that could be
It is substance, it has meaning
Is nothing, yet so many things…
All the while, tis just a color
Only a color, ...yet a color with wings
poem by David Whalen
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Colors
There was a black man
There was a blue man
They hated each other
For the color of the skin
They both believed the other
To be the offspring of some great sin...
One dark day
They got into a helluva fight
Each believing to be in the right
They beat upon each other
Through and through
They beat each other black and blue,
Until finally
They both did come to see
How much alike
They'd come to be.
Now there is a black man
There is a blue man
Together they stand
Once divided by the color of the skin
Never more shall they
Be blinded that way again...
Black or white
Yellow or red
The color of the skin
Is truly all inside the head,
And the colors in the head
Come out in the words
That are said,
And the words
That are said
Can leave the heart so alive,
Or, utterly dead.
It's a choice to make:
Either for the image of the soul
Or, for the color of the skins sake;
The darkness of night
Or, the beauty from
The colors of the
Light.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Black Crow
Theres a crow flying
Black and ragged
Tree to tree
Hes black as the highway thats leading me
Now hes diving down
To pick up on something shiny
I feel like that black crow
Flying
In a blue sky
I took a ferry to the highway
Then I drove to a pontoon plane
I took a plane to a taxi
And a taxi to a train
Ive been traveling so long
Howm I ever going to know my home
When I see it again
Im like a black crow flying
In a blue, blue sky
In search of love and music
My whole life has been
Illumination
Corruption
And diving, diving, diving, diving.
Diving down to pick up on every shiny thing
Just like that black crow flying
In a blue sky
I looked at the morning
After being up all night
I looked at my haggard face in the bathroom light
I looked out the window
And I saw that ragged soul take flight
I saw a back crow flying
In a blue sky
Oh Im like a black crow flying
In a blue sky
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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What is the color of love?
What is the color of love?
I'll paint it with RED.
Do you ask me why? Because.....
Red roses are the symbol of love,
Red sunrises are the symbol of life.
What is the color of love?
I think I'll paint it with ORANGE.
I'll give it to you by the segments.
It looks so naive but....
You have to believe.
What is the color of love?
And now I'll paint it with YELLOW.
It's the sunshine of the bright day.
It's the color of flowers in spring.
What is the color of love?
I'll better paint it with GREEN.
'Green grass of home...',
Green leaves, green piece...
What is the color of love?
I think I'll paint it with BLUE.
It's the color of the sky,
It's the color of freedom,
It's the color of seas and oceans
It's the color of the devotions.
What is the color of love?
It is sometimes dark blue
When the ocean is angry
When someone's love is not true.
What is the color of love?
May be it is VIOLETTE?
Don't try to guess
As I'd like here to confess:
It's a RAINBOW!
Larisa R(Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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