Sponges Of The Heart....
faces do not matter now
a long time ago
a mole cannot escape
the mention
of an island
that lonely thing that
keeps us agape
about why
faces come like waves
of people that we do not
really care to know
who they are
and what they are apt to
they pass us by
and we pass them too
in that mutuality
of indifference
we are like saturated sponges
all wanting heat
to be empty again
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Raise A Smile
Once in a while we sit on a bench
and watch the people pass by.
We gaze at their faces,
raise a smile to them,
cheering up their lives we hope
as they pass on their way.
One day one of these faces
may recognise us an old friend.
They may even stop
and chat to us for a while
before they again carry on their way.
It is always nice to smile at people
for you never know,
one of them may be an old friend
you have not seen in a long while.
19 January 2009
poem by David Harris
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Man Of 1,000 Faces
I walk the streets by day, I never know quite what to say
It doesnt matter anyway
Man of a 1000 faces, man of a 1000 faces, man of a 1000 faces, whos the man
For years Ive lived inside my dreams
Somehow Ive made them real, it seems
I made my own rules, because I am a
Man of a 1000 faces, man of a 1000 faces, man of a 1000 faces, whos the man
I can put on any face, you all know me, but its no disgrace
The king of night, he understands
Man of a 1000 faces, man of a 1000 faces, man of a 1000 faces, whos the man
Whos the man of a 1000 faces, whos the man of a 1000 faces
Whos the man of a 1000 faces, whos the man
Im the man, Im the man, Im the man, Im the man
Im the man of a 1000 faces, Im the man of a 1000 faces
Im the man of a 1000 faces, Im the man
Im the man, Im the man, Im the man, Im the man (to fade)
song performed by by Kiss
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Did She Mention My Name
Its so nice to meet an old friend and pass the time of day
And talk about the home town a million miles away
Is the ice still on the river, are the old folks still the same
And by the way, did she mention my name
Did she mention my name just in passing
And when the morning came, do you remember if she dropped a name or two
Is the home team still on fire, do they still win all the games
And by the way, did she mention my name
Is the landlord still a loser, do his signs hang in the hall
Are the young girls still as pretty in the city in the fall
Does the laughter on their faces still put the sun to shame
And by the way, did she mention my name
Did she mention my name just in passing
And when the talk ran high, did the look in her eye seem far away
Is the old roof still leaking when the late snow turns to rain
And by the way, did she mention my name
Did she mention my name just in passing
And looking at the rain, do you remember if she dropped a name or two
Wont you say hello from someone, theyll be no need to explain
And by the way, did she mention my name
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Faces
Key:-a - anita r - ray
A: look around you
What do those faces tell you?
R: faces, joy and pain
A: faces
All around different faces I see
Some are happy, some in misery
They express joy and pain
No two faces are the same.
R: people, people all over town
Some of them are poor and others wear a crown
Ive seen alot of many faces
Joy and pain in different places
Open your mind, set yourself free
Figure it out, what could it be?
Sympathise, understand
Give love and peace to the other fellow man
A: faces
R: faces, joy and pain
A: look around you
Do you see those faces
What do those faces tell you
A: everywhere I go, different faces I see
A: faces
All around different faces I see
Some are happy, some in misery
They express joy and pain
No two faces are the same.
R: playing with your life, playing with your soul
You all scream out Im the one in control
Killing of the colours, silly stupid games
You know who you are without no names
Dont mess the world cause that the sequal
Open your mind cause we talking about the people
In the world, all kind of places
Different races, different faces
A: different faces
Everywhere
song performed by by 2 Unlimited
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See All Her Faces
(jim stratton / alexander ryan)
Here she comes
Here she comes
Ribbons flying from her half-forgotten hair
Look at her run
See what the world and love have done
See all her faces
See all her faces
Look in my eyes
That she is me
I cant disguise
See all her faces
Ah, ha, see all her faces
Im looking for someone
Of the gentle kind
Knowing that looks can lie
Looking for someone
Is he there to find?
Or should I run on by, ah, ha
Here she comes
Here she comes
Shadows sadly chasing
Every step she takes
Look at her now
She needs love so much more somehow
See all her faces
See all her faces
Look at my life
The wasted years
Each a knife
See all her faces, ah-ha
See all her faces
Waiting for someone
Who will set me free
Passing the time too fast
Waiting for someone
Is that where hell be?
Or should I run right past? , hmm
There she goes
There she goes
Somehow making me and all her faces sad, oh, oh
Ba, da, ba, da, ba, da, ba, da......
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Sonnet: Human Love’s a Mirror
O, human love is brittle as a glass!
And breaks into pieces, you cannot glue,
Enticing people’s hearts, until they pass;
Succeeding in the hands of just a few!
You ought to handle it with supreme care,
Lest accidentally it falls and breaks;
Most times, it shows that life is still unfair,
Or mountains out of mole-hills, surely makes.
Sometimes, the silvering may much peel off,
Reflecting faces as weird as can be;
Sometimes, it makes you laugh or cry or scoff,
And shows that life can turn at times nasty.
Lucky are some to witness love life-long!
For most others, ’tis just a dainty song.
6-8-2001
poem by John Celes
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Take It While You Can..
LONG and empty faces keep their
eyes on the television screen,
FIRE flies jockeying for
position, on a cold and quiet
dream,
A murmer of sounds coming from
your head, or is it the rain,
wind, or a song from, i loved
you once, but now i must pack
up and leave.
LONG and empty faces......
poem by David Gerardino
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Lonely As Hell
I am no man's burden
I can take care of myself
but it's lonely out in space
I've come to know the area well.
I salute shooting stars as they pass on by
a comet, a galaxy, but never a sigh,
lonely as hell out here, i say
lonely as hell
lonely as hell.
I put on a smiling face
and greet those who may pass by
but it's a different story if they could see
behind these emerald eyes
straight into this heart of mine
searching for love, running out of time,
it's lonely as hell in here, I say,
lonely as hell
lonely as hell.
Down memory lane I walk sometimes
out in the pouring rain
just to relive moments gone by
that will never sparkle with life again.
I's lonely as hell on memory lane
lonely as hell
lonely as hell.
poem by Beyond Repair
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On The Road To Gethsemane
on the road to Gethsemane...
i pass burned out buildings,
farm lands scorched by the bombing.
i pass the skeleton bodies
of young children who starved.
i pass the unmarked graves,
of young boys sent to war.
i pass the flag of the liars,
and the tents of mourning.
i pass vacant factories,
and houses left empty.
i pass through cocaine streets,
where all flesh is for sale.
i pass the unemployed masses,
and their desperate eyes.
i pass the baby born unwanted,
and the prison's stink.
i pass empty churches,
and hollow ringing bells.
i pass families broken,
and peoples enslaved.
i pass the moral guns of prejudice,
rank with immorality!
i pass the crippled, the sick,
and those desperately alone...
these tears of blood
are human tears,
this cross we all bear!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Faces
People that I meet and pass
In the city's broken roar,
Faces that I lose so soon
And have never found before,
Do you know how much you tell
In the meeting of our eyes,
How ashamed I am, and sad
To have pierced your poor disguise?
Secrets rushing without sound
Crying from your hiding places --
Let me go, I cannot bear
The sorrow of the passing faces.
-- People in the restless street,
Can it be, oh can it be
In the meeting of our eyes
That you know as much of me?
poem by Sara Teasdale
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People Are Lonely Like You!
People are lonely
So how do they look, the lonely?
Where do they go?
What do they do?
So many too many lonely people
Our they the 'face in the crowd? '
Or are they the crowd of faces
Looking out
Sheep in a pen
Walking the streets and back again
People are lonely
Do they sit 'alone in a bar'
Or linger under trees with their dreams
And flask of tea for one
Is lonely being lonely, not much fun?
Or do the lonely hide under smiles in the throng
Laughing the loudest trying to fit to belong
To a band of misfits on the run
From their own loneliness
Is 'being lonely' a cry of distress?
Or the only true road that leads to happiness?
I don't know about you, who may or may not be lonely,
But I hate crowds, all those annoying lonely faces pushing in,
Can't you hear the din of their thoughts out loud?
So many masks too much fakery
Too much nervous eating of cakes 'hot from the bakery'
Rather spend time alone than hang out with a 'phone'
Who is lonelier than me?
Give me a room with a view, the fresh air and the sea
And I savour the bliss of being set free from the madness if crowds
This 'fake harmony'
by eva tidwells anthology 'A hysterectomy of delerium on the underground at rush hour'
poem by Yvette Smith
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Time
Written by ricki & kim wilde
They say that love is a dangerous thing
And hits your heart like a revolution
And all the pain it can bring
Will only lead to confusion
But now that love has come into my life
Well Ive discovered a different meaning
And theres no danger at all
Its just a beautiful feeling
I konw its wrong to keep it inside for so long
When we both could see it coming
It was just a matter of time
Time
Falling in love with you was just a matter of time
Falling in love with you
It seems so long ago we were just friends
Different people with different faces
Just getting on with our lives
Isnt it funny how fate is
But I know its right the way that were feeling tonight
Cos we both could feel it coming
It was just a matter of time
Time
Falling in love with you was just a matter of time
Baby, I knew with you it was just a matter of time
Something so good was worth waiting for
Now its easy to say that I love you
When youre feeling it too
Cos we knew in our hearts
That is was just a matter of time
Falling in love with you
song performed by by Kim Wilde
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Interlude
Makin' my way downtown
Walking fast
Faces pass
And I'm home bound
Staring blankly ahead
Just making my way
Making a way
Through the crowd
And I'll need you
And I'll miss you
And now I wonder...
If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could just see you
Tonight
It's always times like these
When I think of you
And I wonder
If you ever
Think of me
'Cause everything's so wrong
And I don't belong
Living in your
Precious memory
'Cause I need you
And I'll miss you
And now I wonder...
If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could just see you
Tonight
And I, I
Wish I could let you know
I, I
Drown in your memory
I, I
Don't want to let this go
I, I
Don't know...
Just making my way downtown
Walking fast
Faces pass
And I'm home bound
Staring blankly ahead
Just making my way
Making a way
Through this crowd
And I'll still need you
And I'll still miss you
And now I wonder....
If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass us by
If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you...
If I could
Just hold you
Tonight
song performed by by Vanessa Carlton
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Halsted Street Car
Come you, cartoonists,
Hang on a strap with me here
At seven o’clock in the morning
On a Halsted street car.
Take your pencils
And draw these faces.
Try with your pencils for these crooked faces,
That pig-sticker in one corner—his mouth—
That overall factory girl—her loose cheeks.
Find for your pencils
A way to mark your memory
Of tired empty faces.
After their night’s sleep,
In the moist dawn
And cool daybreak,
Faces
Tired of wishes,
Empty of dreams.
poem by Carl Sandburg
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Still Feelin' Blue
Time can pass and time can heal
But it don't ever pass the way I feel
You went away a long time ago
And why you left I never knew
The lonely days and lonely nights
I guess the world knows I aint feeling
right
And when your gone the hours pass so
slow
And now I'm still feeling blue
And baby since you walked out of my life
I never felt so low
Can't help but wonder why you had to go
There are many girls but I can't say
They come and go but still I feel this
way
And ever since the day you said goodbye
No one treats me like you used to do
I hope your out and happy now
And doing up the town 'cos you know how
Everytime I hear your name I want to die
And now I'm still feeling blue
song performed by by Kasey Chambers from Barricades & Brickwalls
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Their Eyes
We look into a sea of faces
looking for some we knew
thirty or forty years before.
We look for them
as they looked then,
not as they might look now.
Their faces may have gone gaunt
and some maybe crossed with lines.
Some may have put on weight
and have bulges where they shouldn’t be,
but the one thing we should look for,
the one thing that never changes
no matter how old you grow.
We should look for their eyes,
as they never change at all.
22 July 2008
poem by David Harris
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Hell Is Other People
what is hell?
Sartre says, hell is other people.
I think, i agree.
Some people simply make our lives
Live in hell,
If you feel this hell
the rumors, and betrayal,
the stabbing at the back,
the unpaid debts,
ingratitude, the prison of
dictatorships,
the irreconcilable differences,
hate and indifference,
on the other hand, there is also
the mutuality of affections,
love meeting love,
ecstasy moaning with ecstasy
pure love, agape, empathy,
faith, trust, symbiosis,
dependence and interdependence,
there is also sympathy
and unconditional love
of parents, and care of
siblings, the humanity of concerns,
and compassion, feeding the poor
and the hungry, satisfying the thirsts
of those who still desire
to live,
on the other hand, depending
on how you look at it,
on this same place
either you look at the stars above
or the mud below,
heaven could also be
other people.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The lonesome walls
The lonesome walls
~
It shows me no mercy
No care or thought given
Just the empty walls about me
And the silence which fills them
All thoughts are a dream
A prelude to some fantasy
That may never come to pass
How alone I feel this night
My heart beats heavy
Although there is no care
I have seen from this world
Just the lonely, the empty nights
And passions burn to excite
Each fanciful dream
In the quiet and empty hour
There is no mercy shown
No care or thought given
Just the empty wall about me
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Truth Everlasting
ocean waves beating up against the beach
the cool water against my feet
faces in the rocks looking up to the sky
the ocean waves reaching forever high.
the seagulls flying in to land on the sand
as i reached over with my hand.
gently touching his soft white back
my mind racing faster-never letting up the slack
the reflections of times gone by
when life was young and not full of lies.
the only thing that ever seemed the same
was some faces and some names.
faces and names of a past gone by
as i looked up towards the sky.
trying to figure why the rock faces looked up
and what they could possibly see
as it all seemed very naked to me
when a thought came into my mind
as the ocean reflected off the sky.
the faces were looking up to see
god looking down unhappily.
of him seeing all of his creations
being all torn down.
of human life laying on the ground.
unhappiness all around and not one voice to be found
to tell the world of its mistakes and the lies we live are all fakes.
and now i see what is to be-his truth everlasting.
poem by Louis Rams
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Gethsemane
1914-18
The Garden called Gethsemane
In Picardy it was,
And there the people came to see
The English soldiers pass.
We used to pass -- we used to pass
Or halt, as it might be,
And ship our masks in case of gas
Beyond Gethsemane.
The Garden called Gethsemane,
It held a pretty lass,
But all the time she talked to me
I prayed my cup might pass.
The officer sat on the chair,
The men lay on the grass,
And all the time we halted there
I prayed my cup might pass.
It didn't pass -- it didn't pass --
It didn't pass from me.
I drank it when we met the gas
Beyond Gethsemane.
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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