Someone Greater Than Us
we raise hopes we make dreams we weave stories
we, who were long loveless
we draw fairies, we paint sunrises, we sketch daffodils
in those frosty days, all these warmth sustain us
until this day, we strive to fill this empty cup
when someone greater than us could have filled it with ease.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Colour Of My Love
I'll paint my mood in shades of blue
Paint my soul to be with you
I'll sketch your lips in shaded tones
Draw your mouth to my own
I'll draw your arms around my waist
Then all doubt I shall erase
I'll paint the rain that softly lands on your wind-blown hair
I'll trace a hand to wipe out your tears
A look to calm your fears
A silhouette of dark and light
While we hold each other oh so tight
I'll paint a sun to warm your heart
Swearing that we'll never part
That's the colour of my love
I'll paint the truth
Show how I feel
Try to make you completely real
I'll use a brush so light and fine
To draw you close and make you mine
I'll paint the truth
Show how I feel
Try to make you completely real
I'll use a brush so light and fine
To draw you close and make you mine
I'll paint a sun to warm your heart
Swearing that we'll never part
That's the colour of my love
I'll draw the years all passing by
So much to learn so much to try
And with this ring our lives will start
Swearing that we'll never part
I offer what you cannot buy
Devoted love until we die
song performed by by Celine Dion from The Colour Of My Love
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Frosty the Snow Dog
Frosty the Snow Dog, is a very lucky dog,
From a surprise beginning to a winning rescue on MAESSR's blog.
Frosty the Snow Dog, knew just what she had to do
When her rescue came it wouldn't be the same. she just had to make it thru
There must have been a reason why it happened all that day
Out of five, she made the strive, to make sure it went her way
For Frosty the Snow dog was as glad as she could be
She was on her way, that special day, to make sure I would agree.
Woofity woof woof, woofity woof woof, look at Frosty go
Woofity woof woof, woofity woof woof, as she planned it so!
Frosty the Snow Dog knew the ride would be real long
So she played the part to win my heart, and sang her special song.
Frosty the Snow Dog, thru all the twists and turns
Of the road ahead, she made her bed on my lap to make me learn.
That I came down that special day to pick her up and save
From being in a shelter, to a beloved pet I gave.
For Frosty the Snow Dog, a mission she was on
To get a home & to belong, now won't you sing along!
Merry Christmas! From Frosty, the Snow Dog! !
poem by Candi Lynn
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Come, Let Us Sleep and Dream
Let us sleep and dream
Let us pluck out the stars
From heaven and plant them
in the ocean of mermaids.
Let us explore the castle
of fairies and paint the
stories of their flights
in long and lonely nights.
Let us sleep and dream
Let us sleep and dream
when days leave us scars
that let us cry and scream.
Come, let us sleep and dream
knowing that in our sleep
there we find mermaids
and fairies, tending our scars
by the magic of their sweet voice
and their mystic loving hands.
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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We, How Can We Be Lonely?
We. How can we claim that we are lonely?
We raise their skirts, we grow among the wild flowers
We are taking the climb of mountains and trees
We make windows, and raise brick walls, and
Slide on wooden floors
We are sustained by our laughter and whistling
On those threatening days
Until this day
Not thinking that we end, or that days fold up
And lay hidden in the cabinets of silence
This cup
How can this be empty? How can life diminish?
We fill this up, we make it overflow its brim.
We make life the way we must.
We are strong and determined.
We believe in ourselves.
We believe in the force within us.
With God, who can be against us?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Take This Empty Cup
take this empty paper cup
i have in my hand
it is empty
and you will fill it
i ask of you
you think of the hot water
and coffee
so i may not sleep for days
you change your mind
you take the cup
and fill it with coldness
like chunks of ice
no i will not crack
on this sudden change
like the empty cup
in your hand
i am simply made of paper
throw me crumple me
i am prepared and i really
do not mind at all
i have always felt
the same love for you
even in the midst
of a frosty day
on thick fogs
on cold tin roofs
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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take this empty paper cup
i have in my hand
it is empty
and you will fill it
i ask of you
you think of the hot water
and coffee
so i may not sleep for days
you change your mind
you take the cup
and fill it with coldness
like chunks of ice
no i will not crack
on this sudden change
like the empty cup
in your hand
i am simply made of paper
throw me crumple me
i am prepared and i really
do not mind at all
i have always felt
the same love for you
even in the midst
of a frosty day
on thick fogs
on cold tin roofs
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Life is a painting! !
Coloured hues make up our life,
A role modelling brush shapes up our life,
Pure water mix our sorrows with joys,
A canvas's always there to put on your life,
A stand will always place you high in life,
A person is always beside to guide you in life,
And at last the whole world exists to look at your life....
You first paint your life on a piece of white,
you strive hard to shape your life,
but remember you always enjoy the strife you put in your life,
you first succeed when you sketch your life,
you then succeed when you paint it right,
you last succeed when you frame it bright....
Remenber a small jurk may spoil your thing,
bit of misguidance or excess of showing,
may not seem big when you ae doing,
but finally while looking,
that makes all the spoiling....
Just it is, your mistakes are not big,
when you do it,
but when life gets tougher,
mistakes look as blunders.
so strive as hard as you painted as much in life to succeed...
Good Luck! ! Go paint your life..
poem by Koushik Poolla
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The Recall
I am the land of their fathers,
In me the virtue stays.
I will bring back my children,
After certain days.
Under their feet in the grasses
My clinging magic runs.
They shall return as strangers.
They shall remain as sons.
Over their heads in the branches
Of their new-bought, ancient trees,
I weave an incantation
And draw them to my knees.
Scent of smoke in the evening,
Smell of rain in the night--
The hours, the days and the seasons,
Order their souls aright,
Till I make plain the meaning
Of all my thousand years--
Till I fill their hearts with knowledge,
While I fill their eyes with tears.
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Comes A Time
Comes a time when the blind-man takes your hand, says dont you see?
Gotta make it somehow on the dreams you still believe.
Dont give it up, you got an empty cup only love can fill,
Only love can fill.
Been walking all morning went walking all night
I cant see much difference between the dark and light
And I feel the wind and I taste the rain
Never in my mind to cause so much pain.
Comes a time when the blind-man takes your hand, says dont you see?
Gotta make it somehow on the dreams you still believe.
Dont give it up, you got an empty cup only love can fill,
Only love can fill.
From day to day just letting it ride.
You get so far away from how it feels inside.
You cant let go cause youre afraid to fall,
But the day may come when you cant feel at all.
The words come out like an angry stream.
You hear yourself say things you could never mean.
When you cool down you find your mind.
You got a lot of words youve got to stand behind.
Comes a time when the blind-man takes your hand, says dont you see?
Gotta make it somehow on the dreams you still believe.
Dont give it up, you got an empty cup only love can fill,
Only love can fill, only love can fill, only love can fill.
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Winter Words
She spoke to me
In winter words
Words she had filled
With ice and snow
Her words of summer
Have long since gone
The way of green fields
Covered in bright shining sun
There are days
Long ago
I can still recall
Her weaving a nest
With words of spring
Her love and warmth
Filled our home
With songs of warmth
And summer
But these days
She speaks
In winter words
Words
I should have
Long since seen
Before
Her winter words appeared
Her expressions
Spoke of autumn
poem by Cecil Krieger
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A few solitary thoughts
I sit browsing a world, virtual yet stylish
I have my headset on
A Tamil song played, which I care not
To escape Mamma`s scoldings, only my aim
To the aim my hopes always go
Filled, my mind with hopes and wishes
And eyes still sleepy, I wish 'not again'
An interpretation to dreams, got my mentor to say
Foolish hopes and beliefs with me to act
In real I know not, what does play
To make them all come true.
Dreams do have boundaries
poem by Evangeline Ray
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Looking For a Friend
Days are long and nights are cold, with men seeking one to behold.
One who will fill that longing inside, one whose love won’t be denied.
The Father with that kind of Love, sent His Son from Heaven above.
Christ will not forsake you friend, His Love will carry you to the end.
So when your days are too long, Christ will fill your heart with song.
And on a cold and darkened night, Christ will fill your heart with light.
Friend, in many unexpected ways, you’ll see His Love all your days.
My friend, His Love will be just right, even through the darkest night.
His faithfulness will far outweigh, unknown burdens along your way.
My friend, if your faith should wane, Jesus Christ remains the same.
And even when we are faithless, faithful, Christ remains towards us.
In us, Christ in Spirit lives inside, and Christ Himself can’t be denied.
Christ’s Love for you far exceeds, all your hopes and all your needs.
The Love of Jesus Christ is pure; and it is one Love that will endure.
The Lord is filled with agape love, from The Father in Heaven above.
His Love is not an earthly kind, and so your love will not be declined.
So if you are looking for a friend, then Jesus Christ I do recommend.
His Loving friendship will not waver, but is one you’ll eternally savor.
Others friendships may cease to be, but The Lord’s will last eternally.
There is no greater love in the end, than one who dies for his friend.
(Copyright ©12/2005)
It could draw from a greater reservoir of freedom. The irony could develop an even greater ease.
quote by Elfriede Jelinek
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Houses of Dreams
You took my empty dreams
And filled them every one
With tenderness and nobleness,
April and the sun.
The old empty dreams
Where my thoughts would throng
Are far too full of happiness
To even hold a song.
Oh, the empty dreams were dim
And the empty dreams were wide,
They were sweet and shadowy houses
Where my thoughts could hide.
But you took my dreams away
And you made them all come true --
My thoughts have no place now to play,
And nothing now to do.
poem by Sara Teasdale
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Five Friendly Flitterbye Fairies!
Five friendly fairies were twiddling their thumbs!
Agreeing quite wisely how tedium numbs!
'If only the humans believed we exist,
They'd wish on a star and our aid they'd enlist!
They'd welcome us fairies as five friendly folks!
They'd tell us new stories and jovial jokes!
They'd pour out their sorrows and thank God we cared!
They'd offer us sweeties for wisdom we shared!
They'd bring back the sparkle that once filled our wings!
They'd listen to songs that each flitterbye sings!
Us flitterbyes sit on their rooftops each night!
We know all their dreams while we're hid out of sight!
We used to be famous in forests worldwide!
But Man has sawed trees down, where can we abide?
If only us fairies could help in some way!
We can't keep on twiddling our thumbs night and day!
Let's help their computers! Let's send their emails!
Let's lead them to tutors! Both males and females!
If not, we'll all perish, forgotten, dismissed!
For nobody loves what has ceased to persist! '
So up stood the fairies as friendly could be,
Determined to help with elect trickery!
Bearing new emails they flew across space
Taking each thought to that one special place,
That one special person who loves fairies, too!
God blesses flitterbyes! How about YOU! ?
poem by Denis Martindale
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There Will Never Be Another Tonight
Put on your best dress darling
Can't you see the time is right
There will never be another tonight
If you got your motor runnin'
Then I got my engines on
Say the word and darlin' we'll be gone
Outside the world is waitin'
But we won't lose control
So come on now - let the good times roll
You gotta ride your broom right into my room
Kick off your shoes make yourself at home
Wave your little wand - weave a little spell
Make a little magic - raise some hell
There will never be another tonight
C'mon baby - hold on tight
There will never be another tonight
I don't care if it's wrong or right
We got nothin' to lose just me and you
In your wildest dreams...
There'll never be another tonight
Who cares about tomorrow
Let the wind fill your sails
A runaway train ridin' on the rails
We got the bases loaded
Home run - power play
Tonight's the night we're goin' all the way
You gotta ride your broom right into my room
Kick off your shoes make yourself at home
Wave your little wand - weave a little spell
Make a little magic - raise some hell
There will never be another tonight
C'mon baby - hold on tight
There will never be another tonight
Flash your diamonds shine your lights
There'll never be another tonight
I don't care if it's wrong or right
Cause we got nothin' to lose just me and you
In your wildest dreams...
There'll never be another tonight
Some people they're looking for paradise
Others they're looking for inner light
Me I'm just having the time of my life
I'm headin' out
song performed by by Bryan Adams from Waking Up The Neighbours
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Fragment 8
To you God
I raise my hands in prayer
My work
My ambition
My silence
I raise my hands in prayer
To you God
I bow myself
Like a monk prostrate on the cold floors
Asking for wisdom
Asking for guidance
Asking for mercy
I raise my soul in prayer
I leave my body stripped of desire
I leave everything to you
To you God
Take charge of my life
I am hopeless
I am loveless
I am empty
I am blown away
I am light
I am consumed
I am a well without water
I am nothing
To you God
I give up everything
I am yours.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Spring Flowers ~ Daffodils & Jonquils
Brightest flowers of early spring
Daffodils and Jonquils
Shout seasonal joy aloud
These lovely flowers always bring
Sunshine that never will
Be dimmed by veil of cloud
With trumpets lifted to face the sun
And petals opened wide to drink
Those warming rays
Daffodils and Jonquils imply fun
Encouraging mankind to think
Of brighter days
Daffodils and Jonquils seek the sun
As it travels along
Days that are lengthening
Seeing them proves Spring has begun
And that before long
We will be summering
poem by Mary Havran
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He Giveth His Beloved Sleep
The long day passes with its load of sorrow:
In slumber deep
I lay me down to rest until tomorrow --
Thank God for sleep.
Thank God for all respite from weary toiling,
From cares that creep
Across our lives like evil shadows, spoiling
God's kindly sleep.
We plough and sow, and, as the hours grow later,
We strive to reap,
And build our barns, and hope to build them greater
Before we sleep.
We toil and strain and strive with one another
In hopes to heap
Some greater share of profit than our brother
Before we sleep.
What will it profit that with tears or laughter
Our watch we keep?
Beyond it all there lies the Great Hereafter!
Thank God for sleep!
For, at the last, beseeching Christ to save us
We turn with deep
Heartfelt thanksgiving unto God, who gave us
The Gift of Sleep.
poem by Andrew Barton Paterson
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He Giveth His Beloved Sleep
The long day passes with its load of sorrow:
In slumber deep
I lay me down to rest until tomorrow,
Thank God for sleep.
Thank God for all respite from weary toiling,
From cares that creep
Across our lives like evil shadows, spoiling
God's kindly sleep.
We plough and sow, and, as the hours grow later,
We strive to reap,
And build our barns, and hope to build them greater
Before we sleep.
We toil and strain and strive with one another
In hopes to heap
Some greater share of profit than our brother
Before we sleep.
What will it profit that with tears or laughter
Our watch we keep?
Beyond it all there lies the Great Hereafter!
Thank God for sleep!
For, at the last, beseeching Christ to save us
We turn with deep
Heartfelt thanksgiving unto God, who gave us
The Gift of Sleep.
poem by Andrew Barton Paterson
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