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On The Shore

One child on the shore
With a stick on his hands
Writes on the sands
Some drawings

Playful
A wave comes and slides
On the shore
The drawings are gone

And a new slate is given
By the water that runs
That advances to him
And later surrenders to itself

Another young man
Draws a heart on the sand
Swearing a love eternal
All encompassing

A wave slides forth
And comes back pulling towards itself
A new slate is made again

The old man comes later
Writing his life story with a cane
The same wave comes again
Slides forth and pulls itself

An empty slate
Sand so smooth and blank and plain
Gleaming anew
To the blue skies

Everything looks playful,
Indeed. The sameness and the
Constant repetition. The cycle.
The monotony of life.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Empty Slate

A simple time,
that I remember,
when life was blank,
And I could write anything,
Become anyone and be anything,
with imagination and tales,
so strange,
life was simple with,
my clear and empty slate,

now my slate,
Cluttered and flaked,
leads my life,
Taking hold,
Instead of me,
choices made,
Stay in my heart,
and scar the future,
with the past.

poem by Rebecca Adams
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Wave Wet Sand

You are as reliable as a painting
In wave wet sand.
Look in your eyes and I cant see a thing,
That usually means attratction to me
Ive read all the books about love I could find,
And Ive found not one, no,
Not one word about mine -
cause you are reliable as a painting
In wave wet sand
Youre coming and youre going:
Like the water you never end.
cause you are reliable as a painting
In wave wet sand
And I am just another piece of an island
In reach for your hands
...feel my doubts when you are in my arms.
Darling: if you know that its love
And not charm
You must tell me so or go elsewhere to hunt.
cause you are...
Your love...
I am just another piece of an island
I cant close my ears when I hear that you call.
I dont want to fear every tear that could fall:
Ill go on my own, and pass people with doubts.
My goal is to find just a piece of your love.
Your love is - your love is like the water
You are like the water.
You are like the water.
You, you are my shore, and you know
You are my shore.
cause you are reliable like a painting...
I am just another piece of an island...

song performed by by Ace Of Base
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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My Car Slides (1)

Version1
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My car slides
My last words are:
'Help. Mother I'm...'
My car slides
I wait for cold
A fear of the dark
My car slides
And I pray to
Things I've not seen
Here am I
Sad and lonely
Here am I
Quite by chance I slide
My car slides
The radio plays
'Heaven...' something
My car slides
This quiet night
Time plays slow tricks
My car slides
My clock runs down
Tick tock tick...
Here am I
Sad and lonely
Here am I
Quite by chance I slide
Version2
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Now there's a girl outside my door
She's raw pink shame
She makes love as the machines play
Sound effects of mayhem
She disconnects my own heart at times
The cure comes next
Here am I
Sad and lonely
Here am I
Quite by chance I slide
She has the problem of need
Not conversation
She can only whisper such things
Like 'I tear inside'
She's like a gangster in drag I knew
Skin like china.
Here am I
Sad and lonely
Here am I
Quite by chance I slide

song performed by by Gary Numan
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Wave Of Mutilation

Cease to resist, giving my goodbye
Drive my car into the ocean
Youll think Im dead, but I sail away
On a wave of mutilation
A wave
Wave
Ive kissed mermaids, rode the el nino
Walked the sand with the crustaceans
Could find my way to mariana
On a wave of mutilation,
Wave of mutilation
Wave of mutilation
Wave
Wave of mutilation
Wave

song performed by by Pixies
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My Car Slides

Version1
-------------------------
My car slides
My last words are:
help. mother im...
My car slides
I wait for cold
A fear of the dark
My car slides
And I pray to
Things Ive not seen
Here am i
Sad and lonely
Here am i
Quite by chance I slide
My car slides
The radio plays
heaven... something
My car slides
This quiet night
Time plays slow tricks
My car slides
My clock runs down
Tick tock tick...
Here am i
Sad and lonely
Here am i
Quite by chance I slide
Version2
-------------------------------
Now theres a girl outside my door
Shes raw pink shame
She makes love as the machines play
Sound effects of mayhem
She disconnects my own heart at times
The cure comes next
Here am i
Sad and lonely
Here am i
Quite by chance I slide
She has the problem of need
Not conversation
She can only whisper such things
Like i tear inside
Shes like a gangster in drag I knew
Skin like china.
Here am i
Sad and lonely
Here am i
Quite by chance I slide

song performed by by Gary Numan
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Like the Sea

wave upon wave
i arrive
at the shore of my
being

unconsumed
unfinished
wave upon wave
i lick the
shore

always arriving
at a home
that is never mine

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Landscape #2

4 o 'clock in the morning
dusk retreating and morning light advancing
a boat floating ashore
the wind is timid and the sand is still a very clean slate
you look behind you
you find your own steps
you think someone is chasing you
and you walk that fast enough
afraid to be finally caught
by your own fears

you stop to find out if the mountain moves with you
the sea taunts you

alone and weary and so poetic at this time of the day
the wind whispers to your devotion: who reads you somehow?
who cares? who loves you?

someday? sometime? the sand is still a clean slate
you are not this kind of man who gets easily intimidated by this void

you sit on the shore and then you begin to write the initials of your name
someone loves you and you know

it begins foremost with you

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Heart... So Blue

Ive got her picture
Its there on the wall
I cant remember why
I keep it at all
The doors are cold and
All the windows seem grey
I write the book
Theres so much more I should say
Wave goodbye
See my heart...so blue
Wave goodbye
See my heart...so blue
And now its over
I write it all down
No one to notice
One less face in the crowd
Our eyes are open
When it suits us to say
Dear God in heaven
Show no mercy to me
Wave (wave) goodbye
See my heart...so blue
Wave (wave) goodbye
Lost for you
I shed no tears
And theres no reason for shame
A small consolation
Hides a stone with her name
Just a victim
Still the light shines all bright
Ive got her picture
Think Ill hold it tonight
Wave goodbye
See my heart...so blue
Wave goodbye
See my heart...so blue
Wave (wave) goodbye
See my heart...so blue
Wave (wave) goodbye
Lost for you

song performed by by Erasure
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Variations On Nothing

That negligible bit of sand which slides
Without a sound and settles in the hourglass,
And the fleeting impressions on the fleshy-pink,
The perishable fleshy-pink, of a cloud...

Then a hand that turns over the hourglass,
The going back for flowing back, of sand,
The quiet silvering of a cloud
In the first few lead-gray seconds of dawn...

The hand in shadow turned the hourglass,
And the negligible bit of sand which slides
And is silent, is the only thing now heard,
And, being heard, doesn't vanish in the dark.

poem by Giuseppe Ungaretti
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You and I, Only in dreams

You and I sail our boats across the sea
As the wind whistled in their soft symphony
Just like love songs that I heard in my dreams
And swaying our body to the tune of wave
You squeeze me tighter closer to you, then
I see your eyes glistened like water from a blue.

Then I remember our first embrace
The smile flickers on a salty water of glee
On where we’re watching the sea birds fly.
And gaze the gloaming day at the shingle.
Those sweet memories reflect on my mind
Painted in my heart, etched in my soul

Even if, it was only seen in my dreams
Like building a castle that made of sand.
As a stroke of wave, our love will vanish along.
Is it a dream of mine that end?
Like missing you in the midst of the shore
Where my heart was left in the tide of solitude

You and I travel on the wings of love
Fly as the bird higher than high
Until we drowned in the ocean of love
Until we found the pearl of affection
That captivates each other senses
That more than our heart could ever say

But then, this love is just an illusion
That you and I is only in dreams
That can be forgotten until the morning dawn
That can be buried in the shadow of water dance.
You, and I, only in my dreams
That can be blown by winds from shore

poem by Cheryl Aldea
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Dead Starfish

washed up

on the beach
high tide’s brief wasting
a minute more, a minute less
the beach holds
sand secrets

to take or to give
back and forth we go

but time does not wait
as the last wave recedes
the next plunges forth
and wipes the slate
pebble and foam completely

clean.

(Previously published in The Oracular Tree, June 2003)

poem by Laurence Overmire
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My Own Emptiness

morning
is an empty slate.

i go outside
this room into an open garden

rays of sun arrive
upon leaves soundlessly

mushrooms grow on the sides
of the old narra tree

i imagine i see some
elves

big biga leaves capture
water and on its edges are dews

i am empty like an empty slate of
morning

sunlight cannot
neither dew
nor nymphs of myth
fill it up.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Daze Of The Moiré Waves

Wave after wave, gust after gust
The phantoms that lurks and haunts
In this sea of treacherous hands
Waving for a slow dance, for riddance
Had their clandestine machinations
That endlessly rubbed sand into sand
Until they are finer than their whistling
And whiter than their demented dreams,
And surged tides after hungry tides
Devouring the clambering suppurations
That rivaled the pitch fathoms to rise
Only to dissipate in the endless toppling
And become tiny bubbles of forgetting

The phosphorescent shore and its descant
That fringes the lonely sea and her haze
Calls gust after gust, wave after wave
And with this drought I held in my heart
Abandoned by the arsenal of flames
The daze of the perfidious sea calls upon
My misbegotten misery, and in her ruse
That will devour my restricted bawl,
My anguished wails, and my groveling hopes
I stared endlessly resisting submission

But in this breadth of irrational obduracy
I have already drowned and the chance
Remained lurking upon the stark shore
Without leaving footprints to show
That the daze of the moiré waves
Had succumbed my stipulations.

poem by Norman Santos
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Empathy

your poem
your pain
becomes
a mirror
of myself

sometimes
it seems
i see you
writing
i watch
how your
pen slides
on paper
and my
mind too
slides with
it like my
muscles
flexing
when the
baseball
player
in the field
swings his
bat and hits
the ball

on a strike....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Being Teenagers Again

The flickering flecks of stardust
dance in your hair
as we run along the beach
being teenagers again
enjoying the freedom of the young.
The ocean waves caress the shore
with each new wave that falls.
The moon and stars shine bright
when night begins to call
and here are we running through
each wave that rushes up the sand.
Enjoying our evening out
being teenagers again.
Tomorrow is another day,
but for now, we’re having fun
enjoying the moon and stars
as we run along the sand
being teenagers again.

8 August 2009

poem by David Harris
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The Witch Of Mull

'Witch of Mull, the strangers here
Come to wreak their vengeance drear:
Call the wind and call the wrack;
Drown them, drive them, beat them back!'