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Soliloquy For An Early Morning Sigh

syllables soon
form the word
that you want
to utter this early
morning, they
lurk there for
the whole night
like a cocoon
and then something
like a moth comes
out and so you
open your mouth
something blue and
winged and beautiful
and it flies away
like a pebble that
you thrown away
against the dark

you may pretend
that it does not
know you but hell
sure it knows you
well enough and
it is seeking the
help of the dusk

who can deny it?
not your heart that
stil still beat for love.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Early In The Morning

Early in the morning and I cant get right
Had a little date with my baby last night
Now its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Well its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Now its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Went to all the places where we used to go
Went to your house but you dont live there no more
Now its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Well its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Went to your friends house but she was out
Knock on your fathers door and he began to shout get out there boy
Early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Went to doogie chain to get something to eat
Waiter looked at me and said you sure look beat
Now its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning (early in the morning)
Well its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Well its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Well its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues

song performed by by Van Morrison
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Snorkling At Crocodile Island

you jump into the sea
with a wish
to sea the world of the fish

blue and green
and some bubbles
and slimy and slim
and slippery
to hold

you open your eyes
to the world of seaweeds
and sea urchins

you find something different now
the world where you do not utter a word
to describe
if something is beautiful

you find something's shut
up
your ears and nose and mouth

you open your eyes
to the possibility that in the world so beautiful
as inside the sea

you need not have a nose
a mouth, two ears

because beauty need not be said
they can only be
seen

and contemplated upon.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sonnet 11

is it any wonder i have no words to tell
how my heart yearns in absence of you?
the night revives this constant hell-
no vision replaces dark with bright view,

prefiguring the visitation of your form
in sacred majesty, transfiguring night
in darkened soul to that majesty. in turn,
unformed dark, unchanged by celestial Light

formless dark remains, unilluminated by art.
your timeless form, unsculpted by love's pencil,
lends no body to the unformed in my heart.
no form heart forms new, nor does it chisel.

thus your form, unchiselled in my inner eye,
and your heart, my inner sense can't spy.

poem by Doug Bentley
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I the Lord thy God, mighty deeds …..

did I make the blue sky that holds you to wait
until it goes down

did I blew the wind that leap off, the feather of the
bird that flies up, up in the heaven clouds

did I paddle the wave and push to the seashore for
the fish can play

did I made those beautiful flowers blooms in the
early morning

did I turn, the rock into pieces of pebble for you
to see its beauty

did I guide the amazing stars in the night for you to
be happy

did I mold you so dearly, and everybody will look
at you with dignity and live with identity

did I crown your fingers and hair, making you the
mighty in all creation

did I hold your navel and lead your own way, for
you to choose the will to be free

did I make your dream open and let the paradise stay
in the heaven, a permanent residence for you and me

did I close your eyes and say that I will be your door
in the gate of everlasting life

Says the Lord thy God …… Amen

poem by Antonio Liao
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I love the night passionately. I love it as I love my country, or my mistress, with an instinctive, deep, and unshakeable love. I love it with all my senses: I love to see it, I love to breathe it in, I love to open my ears to its silence, I love my whole body to be caressed by its blackness. Skylarks sing in the sunshine, the blue sky, the warm air, in the fresh morning light. The owl flies by night, a dark shadow passing through the darkness; he hoots his sinister, quivering hoot, as though he delights in the intoxicating black immensity of space.

quote by Guy de Maupassant
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Gimme Some Lovin

Gimme some lovin early in the morning
I just woke up with this appetite
Gimme some love in the morning light
Gimme some lovin early in the morning
I just woke up with this appetite
Gimme some love in the morning light
Some people like it in the afternoon
But I dont think that I can wait that soon
Give me some love in the mornin light
Some people like it late at night
I could wait that long but I dont think I might
Give me some lovin in the mornin light
Im gonna love you soft and love you sweet
I can feel your heart beat
I need your attention to get me started right
Im gonna wake you up with a kiss on the cheek
Come a little closer open up to me
Good morning baby good mornin baby
Open your eyes just a little bit
Good morning sunshine I cant resist
Dreaming about you baby all through the night

song performed by by G. Love & Special Sauce
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One Night She Reads My Poems

one night she reads some of my poems
those that speak about leaving
images of sunset and dusk
a bird flying away from the cage
a stone thrown to space like one tennis ball
at night
something that is gone away
for good

she feels each line and well
every metaphor she understands

and she asks me if i have something to tell her
i smile and like Robert i play nice and then i utter the most
philosophical word in the entire history of humanity:

'nothing'

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Cocoon

I want to hide leaving all the burdens.
Which is penetrates me day & night.
Why this unusual wake up early in the morning?
And I fight with the life for nothing.
Dear Caterpillar, if you like
We can exchange our bodies and souls.
I prefer your cocoon better than this open prison.

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Early Morning Breeze

I open up my door to greet the early morning sun
Closing it behind me and away I do run
To the meadow where the meadow lark is singing in the tree
In the meadow I go walking in the early morning breeze
I cup my hands to catch a multi-colored butterfly
Perched upon the petals of flowers growing wild
Freeing it I watch it as it flies away from me
To visit with the flowers in the early morning breeze
Chorus:
Rainbow colored flowers kissed with early morning sun
The aster and the dahlia and wild geraniums
Drops of morning due still linger on the iris leaves
In the meadow where Im walking in the early morning breeze
Misty-eyed I look about the meadow where I stray
For its there I find the courage to greet the coming day
For there among the flowers I kneel gently to my knees
To have a word with God in the early mornig breeze
2nd chorus:
A rainbow colored meadow kissed with early morning sun
The aster and the dahlia and wild geraniums
Drops of morning due still linger on the iris leaves
In the meadow where Im walking in the early morning breez

song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Sing My Heart

Go on and sing my heart
You know its spring my heart
So why not show it?
Pretend youre glad my heart
Although youre sad my heart
He mustnt know it
Remember, love is not an easy game
No two hearts ever beat quite the same
Go on and dance my heart
Our only chance my heart
Is to forget it
Should you despair my heart
Hell know we care my heart
And well regret it
If its to be, we soon shall see
And if its not to be,
No power on earth can make it so
Pretend its spring my heart
Go on and sing my heart
For if you sing, hell never know
(bridge)
Go on and dance my heart
Our only chance my heart
Is to forget it
Should you despair my heart
Hell know we care my heart
And well regret it
If its to be, we soon shall see
And if its not to be,
No power on earth can make it so
Pretend its spring my heart
Go on and sing my heart
For if you sing, hell never know

song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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How about dawn?

How about dawn?
Do you like dawn descending on Blue Mountains tops?
Or may be a background with another hue
will better fit your view?
Then let us pretend there will be no dawn
No morning no new days
we all in a glorious kingdom of the moon
Where silence and dark mingle so beautifully
The bewitched gloom of the night
be our friends
Where two beings would walk wordless, speechless
with green tuft on their both sides
with the grass blades gilded in the moon sheen
No word exchange between them
without a word they know how much they love each another

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poem by Isaac Ziv
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Love is a beautiful thing

Love is a beautiful thing
O! What gladness it does bring
Love is romance in spring
O! My heart bounces when it sings

Love flies on wings
Seeking for a heart bell to ring
Love is a beautiful thing
Even for the Queens and Kings

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Morning's Early Mist

Is it so hard to believe
A heart that is so real
Love shall take the lead
what more does it not feel
Morning's early mist
Beyond any measure
Must you always persist
Love isn't the only pleasure
Waiting on your word
Another falling dim day
Haven't you not heard
What a heart can try to say
Perhaps you will never know
The heart that loved you so
Morning's Early mist

poem by Suelynn Walters
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When You Exhort On A Certain Reality

it is this early morning
when you begin to recall what you

want to say last night
it was something horrible so you

decided after all
to keep it within yourself as

another secret
but then like a smoke from the chimney

some things simply escape
from their form and shape and show

themselves to the open skies
this very early morning you write

what you refuse to say
and then things reshape themselves in automation

like clouds and then they drift away
floating and there

you let them go
you let them be themselves

and here you are unattached
like a button removed from its cloth.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A view of spring turning into summer (hybridanelle)

From the time that the first sunlight hit me
I was surrounded by heat like a cocoon
and I saw the clear blue sky and felt free

while the early morning breeze
kissed my cheek
with an early morning freeze

and there were clouds escaping from my mouth that I could see
evaporating like steam or gas from a balloon.
From the time that the first sun light hit me

some dust tickling my nose made me sneeze
and glorious bright rays
kissed my cheek,

buds opened on every plant and tree,
ants marched to and fro like in a platoon
and I saw the clear blue sky and felt free

and I was experiencing days
of spring leading into summer
and glorious bright rays

and nature’s decree
summoning new seasons, made me feel like a tycoon
from the time that the first sunlight hit me

and the wind like a drummer
sweeping through sand, leaves and branches whistling its song
of spring leading into summer

and you my love, had to agree
that an awesome summer would be here soon
and I saw the clear blue sky and felt free

as if this freaky wind was blowing me along,
turned part of me into nature and I saw it
sweeping through sand, leaves and branches whistling its song

and even you were in its spell and we
were both smitten with summer and spring that afternoon.
From the time that the first sunlight hit me
and I saw the clear blue sky and felt free

it was like standing on a high summit
while the early morning breeze,
turned part of me into nature and I saw it
with an early morning freeze.

poem by Gert Strydom
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Beautiful Is..

Beautiful is..
The money plant having drops of dew
The stars lit night with moon blue

Beautiful is..
A chubby child's cherubic smile
The rain drops which wet a mile

Beautiful is..
The rainbow in the sky above
The early morning chirping of doves

Beautiful is..
The inimitable serenity of sea
The first kiss under a tree

Beautiful is..
The yellow butterfly on a red rose
And yes may be this little prose.

poem by Neha Dua
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Something Deep Down In My Heart

something deep down in my heart is so beautiful
it is like a blue bird with black shiny bear
one early morning it sings a song

it is lovely
it is sweet
it is gentle

something deep down in my heart is a beautiful poem
that once you have read and shall never forget

it is crisp and fragile
and it is for you and it says deep down from the bottom of my soul

i love you.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Heaven Sent

Today I saw my angel.
Next to me, in my bed.
The one to grow through life with.
The angel that I wed.
She stuck with me, through good and bad.
Her heart is of pure gold.
I love every second with her.
A joy to have and hold.
It's so hard to describe her.
She's like a beautiful sunrise.
And I see one every morning.
When I look at her waking eyes.
Her blue eyes, when they smile at me.
My heart, it skips a beat.
And then I get a good morning kiss.
Her lips they taste so sweet.
I thank God for His blessing.
His angel that He lent.
For anything this beautiful,
I know was heaven sent.

poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Early Morning

(pal waaktaar/ mags)
Early morning
Eight oclock precise
I see the lonely august sun arise
Say you know
You will
Move me like you do
Out on the fields...
Im waiting the whole night through
Early morning, early morning, yeah
Ran the whole way
Down to the tracks
Through the doorway, then a last look back
Say you know
You will
Save me like you do
Out on the fields...
Ive waited the whole night through
Early morning, early morning, yeah
I climbed all the stairways
To find the rooftop clear
Got the shotgun lying with me here
Say you know
You will
Move me like you do
Out on the fields...
You know how it feels, yeah
Early morning, early morning, yeah
Early morning
Eight oclock precise

song performed by by A-Ha
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