Profound Ideas Are Taught In Simple Things
wasted time
on dry sands slipping from your fingers
love on the petals of the
red rose
precious life
on the air that we cannot see
and yet we breathe daily
unseen
and yet so essential
old age
on the sunset dimming and dimming
until everything is dark
night
death
and then eternity
in the moon and stars and the space endless
our mortality
to these naked eyes seeing only what lies there
and here
and not beyond
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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She Likes A Dimmer
She likes a dimmer
On a yellow chandelier
Dimming
A little bit dimmer
Than yellow sun
Fading to light orange
To darker
Reddish sunset
On a sea horizon
Where everything
Turns to gray
Then dark
To total darkness
Of her night
She is simply
Dramatizing
Her life in
Old age,
Like fading colors
To a fading life
In ages past
Like forgetting something too painful
The yellow lights dimming
On the chandelier on a
Dimmer does the trick for her
I too like it.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Farewell Speech
what i like from you is that
you are no longer talking
beside me,
my bed is my favorite mate
it does not talk
i have told you that many times
the moon is what i miss
it is dimming and cold with its glow
it is very much like me
what i like from you is that you do not weep
i have told you not to cry
and i like it most when you understand
what is a sky
and you see how it opens
and takes
what lies here on earth
tired and hopeless
what i love in you is that you always give
and there is no complaining
when finally
i am taken by the hands of the sky
by the dimming glow of the moon
when this bed
finally surrenders
breaks its legs
asks the blanket and the mattress
and the pillow
to leave
what i cannot forget about you is this
you have followed the ways of
my eyelashes
when i finally
close my eyes
do not weep
for soon we shall all be there
the moon, the bed, and blankets and pillows
and mattresses
the sky and earth
soon.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Guardian and BloodRose
BloodRose,
Rose of my love,
My love for Dark moon,
Dark as my heart,
Black as my soul,
And gave me my rose.
The rose of blood,
With petals soft and black,
Never as a rose so beautiful,
Grown not in light,
But under a dark moon lit sky.
Guardian,
Yes a guardian of BloodRose,
With teeth long and sharp,
Claws hard as diamonds,
Scales as dark as night.
My dear sweet guardian,
Guardian black as my heart,
Fire in your eyes,
Shadows in your soul,
A dragon of the dark moon.
A single rose,
With petals so fare,
As dark as my heart,
I now hold in my hand,
The rose of blood.
You are my darkness,
Fear of this love,
This love for you,
Love for darkness,
The cold shadows in my heart
That makes me yearn for you.
Now as you lay dying,
I hold a single rose,
The rose you gave me,
And as I hold it tight,
The thorns slice my hand,
Covered with blood,
My blood.
I have one fear,
The fear of death,
Symbol of my lost love,
Rose as dark as me,
Laying in a pool of blood,
Blood from me.
As I lay dying,
I remember my name,
BloodRose,
I am the rose of blood,
And I died of my own creation.
A creation of perfect beauty,
Petals dark black,
Thorns like small daggers,
Grown from my love,
My love for a dragon,
A dragon as dark as my heart.
Even in my death,
I think of you,
And the rose you gave me,
The rose that killed me,
The Rose of Blood.
poem by Nicolette Gonzalez
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Precious Time
Precious time is slipping away
But youre only king for a day
It doesnt matter to which God you pray
Precious time is slipping away
It doesnt matter what route you take
Sooner or later the hearts going to break
No rhyme or reason, no master plan
No nirvana, no promised land
Because, precious time is slipping away
Yuu know youre only king for a day
It doesnt matter to which God you pray
Precious time is slipping away
Say que sera, whatever will be
But then I keep on searching for immortality
Shes so beautiful but shes going to die some day
Everything in life just passes away
But, precious time is slipping away
You know shes only queen for a day
It doesnt matter to which God you pray
Precious time is slipping away
Well this world is cruel with its twists and turns
Well the fires still in me and the passion burns
I love a medley til the day I die
til hell freezes over and the rivers run dry
Precious time is slipping away
You know shes only queen for a day
It doesnt matter to which God you pray because
Precious time is slipping away
Precious time is slipping away
You know youre only king for a day
It doesnt matter to which God you pray
Precious time is slipping away
Precious time is slipping away
You know youre only king for a day
It doesnt matter to which God you pray because
Precious time is slipping away
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Insistence...
satyr sits upon a rock
and looks at me, there seems to be a problem
he says, i ask, what?
he says you are not that happy anymore
forgetting our place
and the things that you once teach us to do
now we want to teach you what you have forgotten
i am silent
i am changed i tell him
the sands of time have been slipping
too fast i point to him the horizon dimming like
a torch being put off by cold air
the sound of thunder cuts us
the rain comes and we lose sight of our mutual
insistence.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Slippin' Through My Fingers
Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile
I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness
And I have to sit down for a while
The feeling that I'm losing her forever
And without really entering her world
I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter
That funny little girl
Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what's in her mind
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table
Barely awake, I let precious time go by
Then when she's gone there's that odd melancholy feeling
And a sense of guilt I can't deny
What happened to the wonderful adventures
The places I had planned for us to go
(Slipping through my fingers all the time)
Well, some of that we did but most we didn't
And why I just don't know
Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what's in her mind
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture
And save it from the funny tricks of time
Slipping through my fingers...
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Schoolbag in hand she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile
song performed by by ABBA
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Rose Petals
Rose petals are so soft to touch,
rose petalsfragrance is so divine to smell,
rose petals are like lovely lips which smile,
rose petals are given to lady love,
rose petals are spread on bed of newly bride,
rose petals are life of butterflies,
rose petals are used for beauty baths,
rpse petals are offered on the lotus feet of god,
rose petals are placed on grave of dear ones,
rose petals are offered in river ganga for departed soul,
rose petals are showered on newly weds,
rose petals are decorated on festive days,
roses are given as a promise for everlasting love.
poem by renu Vig sharma sharma
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Slipping Through My Fingers
Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile
I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness
And I have to sit down for a while
The feeling that Im losing her forever
And without really entering her world
Im glad whenever I can share her laughter
That funny little girl
Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see whats in her mind
Each time I think Im close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table
Barely awake, I let precious time go by
Then when shes gone theres that odd melancholy feeling
And a sense of guilt I cant deny
What happened to the wonderful adventures
The places I had planned for us to go
(slipping through my fingers all the time)
Well, some of that we did but most we didnt
And why I just dont know
Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see whats in her mind
Each time I think Im close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture
And save it from the funny tricks of time
Slipping through my fingers...
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Schoolbag in hand she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile...
song performed by by ABBA
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Faster Than The Speed Of The Night
(Jim Steinman)
I don't want to let another minute got by
They're slipping tho ough out finger, but we're ready to fly
The night'll be our cover and we'll huddle below
We got the music in our bodies and the radio
And when the mourning arrives it'll all be gone
Disappearing in (to) the crack of dawn
We better make our move now before the sun is awake
It's time to put up or shut up and to pick up the pace
And I don't want to let another minute go by
Love is going to get us while the moon is in the sky
We may be running out of night, but never running out of steam
We're acting on a hunch, and we'll be acting out a dream
There really isn't any time to lose
They're going to catch us if we wait until it gets too light
You're such a pretty boy
Let me show you what to do, and you'll do it
But you gotta move faster
Faster than the speed of night
Faster than the speed of night
Faster than the speed of night
Faster than the speed of night
It's all we ever wanted
And it's all we'll ever need
And it's slipping through our fingers
Faster than the speed of night
Faster than the speed of night
Faster than the speed of night
It's all we ever wanted
And it's all we'll ever need
And it's slipping through our fingers
Faster than the speed of night
Faster than the speed of night
Faster than the speed of night
Faster than the speed of night
Faster than the speed of night
Let me show you how to drive me crazy
Let me show you how to make me feel so good
Let me show you how to take me to the edgeof the stars and then back again
You've gotta show me how to drive you crazy
You've gotta show me all the things you want to happen to you
We've gotta tell each other everything we always wanted someone to do
I don't want to push you now and I don't want to rush
We're getting closer every second now, but close is not enough
The night'll be our cover and we'll huddle below
We got the musicin our fingers and the radio
There really isn't any time to lose
We're going to lose it if we wait until it gets too light
You're such a pretty boy
Let me show you what to do, and you'll do it
But you gotta move faster
Faster than the speed of night
Faster than the speed of night
Faster than the speed of night
It's all we ever wanted
And it's all we'll ever need
And it's slipping through our fingers
Faster than the speed of night
Faster than the speed of night
Faster than the speed of night
It's all we ever wanted
And it's all we'll ever need
And it's slipping through our fingers
Faster than the speed of night
Faster than the speed of night
Faster than the speed of night
Faster than the speed of night
Faster than the speed of night
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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Where the Sunlight Flirts with Purple Flowers
World of dreams
Where the sunlight flirts
With purple flowers,
I fell in love with you
With your breath of excitement
And possibilities of love.
And I’ll mourn my farewell
When death looks into
My dimming eyes
To close them a final time
To everything I cherished.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Love's Life
The first time
We met
Strangers
no vetting
The second
Time we met.
We talked.
You left.
The third time we met.
Bygone meetings faded
Into blank space
now love lies between heaven
And the earth- beyond consciousness of
Rational thoughts, feelings, and perception:
The sun rises in your eyes.
you gave me the moon
and stars as gifts to the dark
Our love is like the endless sky
Does it matter if a heart fears
Like a caged animal's heart?
Love captures blindly
devouring its prey.
Almedia S Knight
poem by Almedia Knight Oliver
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A Moth Life
What is this moth life?
To sleep all day
to hide from the light
the heat the warmth of the sun...
To awake with night
the night sounds night senses
to see by light of moon tread stellar stars...
To fly with dark air
still air night breezes winds
like dark matter currents of the universe...
To fly with celestial navigation
upon moon beams, or flickering stars these pulsing points,
guide your path, as you dance with radio waves, unseen in human unaided perception...
God created you in dull form
to mask your presence in daylight hiding,
do you see ultra violet, by night shapes humans are unaware of?
Do your eyes senses
detect dimensions of life humanity,
has never beheld, do stars whisper night secrets to you?
What secrets of nature
did God gift bestow upon you,
ultra sound radar, like bats to see with exceptional perception?
Do you perceive human civilization
do you care in your existence realities soaring,
naked bulbs glow like suns, draw you in like moth, to flame embracing?
So you burn fall in a moment
singed falling like meteor demons cast down,
out of heaven, but your innocent dust soul is freed by light?
Sometimes I too align to stars
twinkle atmospheric messages kindle my soul,
glimpse the unseen, contemplate alien consciousness, abundant unseen!
poem by Terence George Craddock
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How Many Nights? ....
IT is the darkness of the enclosure
that is trying to kill me
it is your face that mocks me
it is not time
that befriends me with a basket
of its mellowing
the flowers of youth
its petals falling one by one
to the sands of
of loneliness finally slipping
through my fingers.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Night's Charm
i can think of no other
night's charm
except
you waiting on my bed
after a fresh bath
perfumed neck
powdered back
dimming light
red curtains
burning with desire
and here i am
naked to all your wishes
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Prose to a Rose
Such A flower is the rose
Its colour bursting red
Such a flower if the rose
The flower of passion the poets often said
I could gaze upon its beauty
And not lift thine eyes
And when it closes its petals to go to sleep
A tear of sadness rises in my eyes
Such a flower is the rose
For it reminds me of you my dear
When ever I gaze upon a rose
It makes me wish you were here
Its petals are soft as thy skin
The colour like your lips
Its fragrance is sweet and pure
Like the flavor of your kiss
Such a flower is the rose it beauty
Has been endless through out time
And when ever I see a rose be reassured my love
You are for ever on my mind
poem by John A. Hancock
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On A Cold Night
The night was cold
and the streets rolled out
like endless corridors
stretching onwards
street lights broke shadows
at regular intervals
while the end of the path
remained just beyond sight
the sky clear, star lit
a half moon visible
while the frost took hold
amid the dimming light
and silence made noises
enough to play the mind
to the cold of the night
during a walk home
poem by Matthew Holloway
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What Seems To Be
what seems to be
need not necessarily what it must be
sometimes in too much
anticipation
what happens is an erosion of
the mind
it soon forgets
what it is,
what a thing is
in it-self
unfolds before you like the petals of a rose
so slowly
as though time does not exist
and so
in the middle of your sorrow
you fail to understand
its chili essence
beauty in full bloom
lies wasted unnoticed by the eyes
until death wait not
such is the salt of goodbyes
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Succor....
This is also a reality,
you can't say
it is peculiar
for me, it is
a common occurrence,
A dimming light
from an incandescent bulb
in a room dressed up
in darkness
look closely!
someone is engrossed
with a book
that promises to relinquish
him from the grip
of poverty and anguish
that it will
pull out the nails
driven to the palm
of our daily deaths
Now and again
to appease the pain
he shall place the sun
or
the moon, and the stars
or the blue
crystal ball
on the crimson ceiling
shrouded as he begins
to write his
verses
but when the weary eyes
and wounded heart say
that it is enough
we give up,
soon
the windows will open again
letting in the wind
to sing its songs
again
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Change
Change
Said the sun to the moon,
You cannot stay.
Change
Says the moon to the waters,
All is flowing.
Change
Says the fields to the grass,
Seed-time and harvest,
Chaff and grain.
You must change said,
Said the worm to the bud,
Though not to a rose,
Petals fade
That wings may rise
Borne on the wind.
You are changing
said death to the maiden, your wan face
To memory, to beauty.
Are you ready to change?
Says the thought to the heart, to let her pass
All your life long
For the unknown, the unborn
In the alchemy
Of the world's dream?
You will change,
says the stars to the sun,
Says the night to the stars.
poem by Kathleen Jessie Raine
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Night's Tender Kiss
your northern smile embraces -
shining stars in the dimming sky
sparkles burst and pierce me
such brightness lightens my load
another day closes, sun sleeps
another night begins, stars keep
a hope of us together one day
across an ocean - now divides us
steps hasten screen door bangs
my chin lifts, eyes peering deep
this night is your day my sweet
slumber with fondest thoughts
our souls' yearning tendrils enlace.
poem by Frederick Kesner
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