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Old Memories Came Flooding

old memories came flooding
like overflowing waters from the mountain
rivers came running
wood drifting
some snakes astray
losing direction
leaves too many
for the keeping of the banks
some twigs block
the way of the fish
and the frogs

i am one kind of a very strong damn
i have prepared for these calamities for years
of my silence and storing stones and lime
and steel to make these
uncompromising obstruction

things stop and i am responsible
for anything that destroys and spills
i am this dam and i will stay so calm

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Light Years

You found me
Drifting,
Big motion like a bird,
Strangest song I ever heard.
Now, now that youre here
Stay with me light years,
Light years, light years.
No paper, no ring
In the trees where frogs sing.
I brought lilies for you,
Think of all the things were gonna do.
Now, now that youre here,
Stay with me light years.
I give you a thousand hours,
Making love in the tall sunflowers.
I give you a thousand feet
Down where the waters deep.
Sleepy storm, sleepy head,
Limb for limb on my bed.
Now, now that youre here,
Stay with me light years,
Light years, light years,
Light years, stay with me,
Stay with me, stay.

song performed by by Heather Nova
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Block It Out

All the hurt inside me
I just block it out
All those tears i need to cry
I just block them out

All those memories of past years
That would still make me cry
I never said goodbye
I'm scared that if i let them out
They'll never stop

I've got a reputation of being happy
Always on top
I can't let them down
Let them see me frown

I just block it out
I just block it out

poem by Lucy Vernezze
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Unreal Everything

I dont believe everything I see
God only knows I believe in science
Mr. einstein, help me please
Id like to know whats really real
Keeping up with the times when everyone looks the same
A synthetic paradise takes the kick out of cocaine
It I want I can have a new obsession every day
An escalating addiction and I know I can afford to pay
The first to be and last to know
Like a film or a book or a tv show
These things were seeing constantly
Pass through and out of you
It pours into the ground and makes rivers flow
It spills into the oceans, makes the feeling grow
Becomes a cloud and rains and rains
But it always leaves you needing more
Its strange the way it feels to live this way
Losing touch as all resistance slips away
Theres an eye that lets you see what you want to see
Reach out inside and you cold be what you want to be
It pours into the ground and makes rivers flow
It spills into the oceans, makes the feeling grow
Becomes a cloud and rains and rains
But it always leaves you needing more
Its unreal but its strange the way it feels the way to live this way
Losing sight, lousing touch as all resistance slips away
In your mind theres an eye that lets you see what you want to see
Then you could reach out inside and you could be what you want to be
Keeping up with the times when everybody looks the same
Synthetic paradise takes the kick out of cocaine
If I want I can have a new obsession every day
An escalating addiction and I know I can afford to pay

song performed by by Heaven 17
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Drifting

Drifting, drifting, drifting away.
I got myself a mansion, then I gave it away.
It's not the world that's heavy, just the things that you save.
And I'm drifting, drifting away.
Drifting, drifting, drifting along.
I rid myself of worries, and the worries were gone.
I only run when I want to and I sleep like a dog.
I'm just drifting, drifting along.
The suitcoats say, "There is money to be made."
They get so damn excited, but I guess it's their way.
My road it may be lonely just because it's not paved.
It's good for drifting, drifting away.
The suitcoats say, "There is money to be made."
They get so damn excited, nothing gets in their way
My road it may be lonely just because it's not paved.
It's good for drifting, drifting away.
Drifting, drifting, drifting, uh huh.
I feel like going back there, but never for long.
I sometimes wonder if they know that I'm gone.
I'm just drifting, drifting along.
Drifting, drifting along. Drifting, drifting along.
Merry Christmas...

song performed by by Pearl Jam
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Those Rivers In My Mind...

what we remember
we must too forget

what comes must in any
moment go

what arrives necessarily
must depart

too, too, these are the goings
and goings and comings and
comings

these are the waters flowing
in the rivers of our minds
these are the banks that never
stay stuffed forever...

ebbing and
overflowing

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Big Getaway

I keep running, running
trying to get away
my feet are moving, my heart is pounding
I keep looking back, trying to see if you are behind me
time is an issue here
I'm falling
I'm hurt
but i got to keep on running.
your'e always there,
running behind me
My pace has slowed up
these feet are not sure, if they can make it anymore
running out of reasons to leave
you even memorized them
challenged me, when i named them
sounds kind of cruel now
my energy level has been destroyed
stripped from me
i am not on a high anymore
i'm begining to wonder
if it is me, that is unhappy
Are things all that bad?
bad could be worseconfusion sets in
am i losing my mind?
gotta get out of here
gotta keep up with the pace
pack my things
i must go
loving you shouldn't be painful
I should be running to you, not away from you
don't follow me please
no, not this time
don't ask me any questions
no not this time
i gotta run, keep going
i don't wanna hear the complaints no more
the demands
stay focused!
keep running till i'm safe
strong enough to getaway and stay away
strong enough to free my mind
for 'The Big Getaway'

Adrienne C. Strachn
Dedicated to woman who
wanted to get away but couldn't
4/05

poem by Adrienne Clark Strachn
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Drifting Away

(orbison/dees)
Sadness slips into the room
On silent steps of sorrow
Stealing sleep and all my dreams
Where will we be tomorrow?
Lying with you, crying with you, drifting
Talking till dawn yet we go on, drifting
Dont understand where we began just drifting apart
Drifting apart feeling alone drifting away
We cant seem to work it out
Drifting from day to day
Wasnt it all about, drifting away
Drifting away, drifting away
Losing the feeling
And now the music of the song is almost gone
That we used to play
From sweet surrender from drifting away, drifting
Two lovers lost two rivers crossed, drifting
Two bridges burned, no lesson learned, drifting
Lonely together, hurting each other
Still we cant say that its over
Can we bring back yesterday?
Will we be forever, forever drifting away
Drifting, drifting away

song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Running The Risk

Seeing you, watching you
Watching me
I hold back my emotions
I keep them veiled in secrecy
I cant let go of this thing weve started
Wasnt looking for love
No conspiracy of the broken hearted
I dont know how far to go
Until Im gone, gone, gone
I couldnt see the danger
It was just a little taste of temptation
I could not read the silence
That was written on your face
But here comes that feeling again
And theres nothing more I can do
I keep running the risk of losing you
Theres nothing more I can say
Im still running the risk of you walking away
Im lost drowning in a sea of emotion
Ive got one simple need
I need you to feel my devotion
I dont know how far to go
Until Im gone, yeah gone
Its a complicated picture
Im all tangled up in temptation
I couldnt read the silence
That was written on your face
But here comes that feeling again
And theres nothing more I can do
I keep running the risk of losing you
Theres nothing more I can say
Im still running the risk of you walking away
Im running the risk of losing you
Im walking this tightrope
Youre my only hope
Theres nothing more I can do
I keep running the risk of losing you
Losing you
And theres nothing more I can do
I keep running the risk of losing you
Theres nothing more I can say
Im still running the risk of you walking away
Im running the risk of losing you
Im walking this tightrope
Darling, youre my only hope
Theres nothing more I can do
I keep running the risk of losing you
Im running the risk of losing you
Im telling you honey
This heart of mine cant run the risk
Of losing you again
Everything have made you do
Im still running the risk of losing you

song performed by by Foreigner
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Looking Back To The Mountains Strong

when things go wrong
we struggle with so much
silence

sometimes a whistle can make
a good pretension

a slight tap on the back
a hug can make a good compliment

with us
there must be more to this struggle in silence

the years have been adding up
like layers of soil upon a hill

we dig into all these layers
to find roots

they are not dead yet
the trees may have no leaves and

all the twigs may have dried up
and when you cut it

each shall give up its hollowness
too easily in a snap of your finger

the layers are pictures of what we are
what kindness we extended to our shortcomings

we look back to see mountains still strong with their peaks
we look forward to the endless horizon of the seas

there are two suns now
you and I.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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After The Flood...

i

after the river
pregnant with water
a wood drifting
finds ashore

ii

old man lies on a
tatami
arm on his forehead
thoughts drifting

iii

little boy little boy
playing on the road
there is no fear
about rushing cars

iv

on a calm morning sea
the white seagulls are feasting
on a school of fish

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Beginning Of The End

Time ticks by
Memories come flooding in
Why oh why
Can't she get over him

Its after three
a message from him
She'd get, usually
but still nothing

After five
and silence still
Her minds running wild
there's an emptiness to fill

Soon its dark
Her eyes start to tear
Silently weeping
the end is near

she thought she was strong
What a fool she'd been
He still has her heart
What he does with it remains to be seen

poem by scarlette Phoenix
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You Think That I Am Hurt?

the years solidify pain
they turn into stone they become more silent
unmoved untouched think of them are strong
and self-sufficient,
unaffected, they watch everything pass
time and turbulence
of the seasons
the overflowing of the rivers
they live and survived
stones as they are
they do breathe they do not speak

so you think that i am really hurt?
i am stone. And it is not my new name.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Drifters

there is no motive here
it is just like flying not even for the love of air

i have no wish for wings
neither do i have a feather

i fly on the invisible wings of my thoughts
drifting for the sake of nothing but just drifting

because i am drifting and i do not stop it
it could be that it is locating a drift

a shore of the winds, an island of gusts,
it is following a river of memories

memories are drifters too
and so are all the rest of these hanging wishes

uncertainties like molecules making a room for
their unseen randomness, the chaos that we never see

because we are attuned to order
to the stillness of wood and panel

picture a bowl of fruits
the mind has painted.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Shoebox

At the back of the wardrobe
lies, a shoebox of memories
of years gone by,
letters and photographs
filled with memories
of years before we grew old.
As I opened the lid
the memories came flooding out
and swirled around my head,
memories filled with smiles and laughter
at the things we used to do.

poem by David Harris
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Tequlia Talkin

(bill labounty/chris waters)
I called about that conversation that I had with you last night
It must have been a combination of shooters and neon lights
And I didnt really mean to say
Ive been losing it since you left
Yeah I may have said the words, but they came from somewhere else
It was just the tequila talkin
When I told you Im still not over you
I get a little sentimental when Ive had one or two
And that tear in my eye was the salt and the lime
Not the memory of you walkin
If I said Im still in love with you
It was just the tequila talkin
I dont know what they put in cuervo that got me to say those things
Usually I wouldnt care so much of make such a scene
But seeing you there in that dress you were wearing
Just drove me right out of my head
So dont hold me responsible for anything I mightve said
It was just the tequila talkin
When I told you Im still not over you
I get a little sentimental when Ive had one or two
And that tear in my eye was the salt and the lime
Not the memory of you walkin
If I said Im still in love with you
It was just the tequila talkin
If I said Im still in love with you
It was just the tequila talkin

song performed by by Lonestar
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The Camiguin Escapade....

on those nights in that island i was confronted with
configurations,

curves, strong lines, bold strokes,
opulence, complacency

dark corners, dead ends, walls, twisted paths,
roasted scents, too general for you to really specifically picture,

heat, hot springs, cool nights, bird calls, dewy leaves,
roots of tall ancient trees,

i disregarded memories, i am into creativity, into something new,
what i never had before, falls, ripples, floating drifting wood,
rivers,

i never make a call, and i never receive calls from you,
my mornings are stares, gazes into far seas,

there were some storms that no one ever notice
such is the story behind my escapade.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Political Theory

the way you manage things
pertains to an ordinary garden
weeding out the bad ones
cultivating the ideals
the snakes are caught and
cut to pieces
and the rats poisoned
and the trees pruned
the paths cleaned of rocks
and pebbles
you level mountains
desiring the plains
and the neighborhood claps
their hand and shall make
new monuments for you
there are words of praises
but not from me

for in my garden
the snakes thrive with the rats
the moss grows well with the stone
the grasses and the buffaloes
the rivers and the reeds
the fish and crocodiles
the bees and the flowers
the mountains stay as is
and the plains spread as they wish

i just let themselves be
and they are all very happy.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Just As It Is...

it continues
as a flow of
what you think
you like
as true and
beautiful

you are lost
in the rage of
the waters

you take a hold
of another drifting
wood, very much
like you

letting things go
the rage in charge
and whatever happens
you say it is

just as it is

when the rage stops
when calm reigns again
you get hold of your mind
saying: it is not, it is not

it is perhaps like it
but definitely it is
not, and you

are in your senses again
throwing the one that looks like it
taking hold of what is real

and then denying yourself
of its beauty once again

sorrow plays the flute
in your silence
the hands open
accepts what is there

and letting it go again
it is not meant for you
you have something else

just as it is.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Fish with no tail

as i gaze out of nature... i have seen a fish without a tail
impossible but its true, first things came up to my mind
is, ask whether its worth to give time to remember all
the scene or perhaps, just a memories of a simple
goodbye

as the fish swim, deep beneath the crystal blue water, i
couldn't remember the minutes, the hours past, nay i felt
that i haven't taken my meal, it seems all are just a blink
of a second in my eyes

it keeps on bubbling, even in a thousands seconds it
stay in the water, until i notice that the fish fail to surface
beneath the running water, for the absence of the tail
the body is nothing

all is just a mirror of a fish that, every movement of the
body, the twist of the tail has to follow, its a paradox to
believe that we see the tail of other fish, nay never we
saw that we don't have tail of our own

like the fish it swim, with no direction, only an inspiration
that we can do, yet as it goes there we go, tail that swim
in the water stream with no affection of what to do

now i see, how to swim, in water, lou! where i may go...in
the world of stream when everybody is frame......

poem by Antonio Liao
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Being Gotten In

Harvard was founded in 1636,
And Yale was founded in 1701;
But like the Cherokees of the Americans with the autumn flowers,
My mind is now made up like the Aztecs of Mexico.

Along the shores of Cape Cold Bay in my love,
With wild fruits of nuts like the winter berries;
But to be on board with the May Flower,
And like James Town on the James River.

Give me an axe to chop down a wood in the forest,
For i am now setting my feet on a dry land;
With the hissing of snakes around me,
For the rivers of the flooding waters are now seen ahead of me.

Oh life!
Baldness has come upon Gaza;
And of lives decorated with anutmn flowers,
For i am now being gotten in! !

Hissing, kissing, missing!
I am like one who cuts down a sacred tree;
But in the Fall of 1621,
The earth sook with a great noise for their fall!

No flight for my swift lover,
For you've harnessed your horses for war!
But the sharpness of my spear is like the land of the dead.

A few out of many to sing to my joy,
For there is no escape at the strong holds;
And i am now being gotten in.

Life at the Universities and,
Life to those in pwer! !
But my mind writes like the Aztecs of Mexico,
And like the hissing of the snakes around me!

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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