The One Thousand Herons
you have sent a thousand
herons in the blue skies
they will be landing on
some places you have not
been to, meeting races of
men, at different times
even when you are already
gone. These herons will
always be alive, even
when the blue skies turn
gray, even when the places
become hazy, even when
all the races disappear.
congratulations!
i hear the flaps of their wings
their songs and silence sometimes.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Blue Skies Bring Tears
Unleash the armageddon
So all the children go to heaven
I sit by quiet still
With their pictures on my eyes
You'll draw the guns your given
Write down the words as written
And never disturb the presense
Of resurrection touch
And it's about time
It's about drawing near
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Descend the darkened stairway
Make hate with plastic playmates
And fire out remaining traces
Of your self esteem
Mainline the deepest secrets
Lick clean the dirty fingers
I am a stranger to you
As you are to yourself
And it's about time
It's about fear
Blue skies bring tears
Don't you want me (don't want you)
Cause I await cityside
We'll watch the seas start to die
Blue skies bring tears
Take me inside your body
Blue skies bring tears
Cover me with your soul
Blue skies bring tears
To the darkest reasons
Blue skies bring tears
Is where I wish to go
Blue skies bring tears
You are the sweetest flower
Blue skies bring tears
That I have ever devoured
Blue skies bring tears
I ask for nothing given
Blue skies bring tears
For nothing in return
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins from Machina: The Machines Of God
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When We Make Love (2)
when we make love
i remember a fruit blend
of strawberry
and mango and melon
i like the ground ice
inside my head
when i close my eyes
after we make love
i see blue skies and white herons flying
i hear the songs of angels
i sense the world slowly revolving
and then dissolving
into a very hollow space
in perfect silence.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Blue Skies
I was blue, just as blue as I could be
Evry day was a cloudy day for me
Then good luck came a-knocking at my door
Skies were gray but theyre not gray anymore
Blue skies
Smiling at me
Nothing but blue skies
Do I see
Bluebirds
Singing a song
Nothing but bluebirds
All day long
Never saw the sun shining so bright
Never saw things going so right
Noticing the days hurrying by
When youre in love, my how they fly
Blue days
All of them gone
Nothing but blue skies
From now on
[2]
I should care if the wind blows east or west
I should fret if the worst looks like the best
I should mind if they say it cant be true
I should smile, thats exactly what I do
song performed by by Irving Berlin
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The Herons Of Elmwood. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The Fifth)
Warm and still is the summer night,
As here by the river's brink I wander;
White overhead are the stars, and white
The glimmering lamps on the hillside yonder.
Silent are all the sounds of day;
Nothing I hear but the chirp of crickets,
And the cry of the herons winging their way
O'er the poet's house in the Elmwood thickets.
Call to him, herons, as slowly you pass
To your roosts in the haunts of the exiled thrushes,
Sing him the song of the green morass;
And the tides that water the reeds and rushes.
Sing him the mystical Song of the Hern,
And the secret that baffles our utmost seeking;
For only a sound of lament we discern,
And cannot interpret the words you are speaking.
Sing of the air, and the wild delight
Of wings that uplift and winds that uphold you,
The joy of freedom, the rapture of flight
Through the drift of the floating mists that infold you.
Of the landscape lying so far below,
With its towns and rivers and desert places;
And the splendor of light above, and the glow
Of the limitless, blue, ethereal spaces.
Ask him if songs of the Troubadours,
Or of Minnesingers in old black-letter,
Sound in his ears more sweet than yours,
And if yours are not sweeter and wilder and better.
Sing to him, say to him, here at his gate,
Where the boughs of the stately elms are meeting,
Some one hath lingered to meditate,
And send him unseen this friendly greeting;
That many another hath done the same,
Though not by a sound was the silence broken;
The surest pledge of a deathless name
Is the silent homage of thoughts unspoken.
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Green Ricefields
green ricefields spreading to a distance
some white herons circling and landing finding a hiding place
for a while gone and then the wind comes from the trees swaying
the white herons in a flock of fives fly away again
to another rectangular spread of a green ricefield
a scarecrow stands in the middle of the place
the clouds arrive turning from pale to grey to blue
the sun has come in full grandeur
i am just amazed, sitting on a bench praying
simply watching and wondering
they all say that i am lazy and doing nothing
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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On My Way
tell everybody im on my way
new friends and new places to see
with blue skies ahead yes im on my way
and theres no where else that id rather be
tell everybody im on my way
and im loving every step i take
with the sun beating down yes im on my way
and i cant keep this smile off my face
cause theres nothing like seeing eachother again
no matter what the distance between
and the stories that we tell will make you smile
oh it really lifts my heart
so tell them all that im on my way
new friends and new places to see
and to sleep under the stars who could ask for more
with the moon keeping watch over me
not the snow not the rain can change my mind
the sun will come out wait and see
and the feeling of the wind in your face can lift your heart
no theres no where i would rather be
cuz im on my way now
well and truly
im on my way now
im on my way now
im on my way now
im on my way now
tell every body im on my way
and i just cant wait to be there
with the blue skies ahead yes im on my way
and nothing but good times to share
so tell eveybody im on my way
and i just cant wait to be home
with the sun beating down yes im on my way
and nothing but good times to show
im on my way
song performed by by Phil Collins
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Sometimes The Skies
The skies are blue
Sometimes,
the skies are gray.
Sometimes,
a raindrop
might get in the
way
But remember
as you travel
through
raindrops
dry
the skies return
to blue.
poem by Heather Burns
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Hoar-Frost
In the cloud gray mornings
I heard the herons Flying
And when I came into my garden,
My silken outer-garment
Trailed over withered leaves.
A dried leaf crumbles at a touch,
But I have seen many Autumns
With herons blowing like smoke
Across the sky.
poem by Amy Lowell
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Reality check, welcome partner
Dream! Dream! Dream!
Fly! Fly! Fly! into the blue, blue, blue skies
Then you tire your wings of dreams your wings that fly and fly into the blue skies
Then you rest and pause and fall to this rugged land
It is rough and rocky and graveled and sandy
It is hot and arid hurting your eyes your legs your feet
What you see and feel is reality
And you do not have wings now
All your dreams did not come true
In this reality, I welcome you partner.
we shall live here for a while.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Little lost chidren
Little lost children of the land,
Who will take hold of their hand.
Who will lead them over life's rough places,
Mother's at bingo, dads at the races.
They see the world through lonely eyes,
No one hears their cries.
Social workers face a locked door,
Who can they, their troubles pour.
Little lost children when you have grown,
When you have children of your own.
Will you guide them over lifes rough places,
Or will mum be at bingo, dad at the races
poem by Sheila Stead
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The Men Are Killing The Life Of The Air....
this early morning
i take my walk
on the path leading to the
rice-fields
the men are killing the worms
with Japanese pesticides
the white herons feed on
poison
what else could that be?
the national geographic makes
the news
that eggs of herons easily cracks
and fledgling do not survive
agricultural teachers die
of colon cancer
and the causes remain
undisclosed
there is no cure
for men killing air
for companies making poisons
the herons still fly and catch and
eat the double dead worms
the air is foul and
turn back from the walk
i cannot carry my heart
it is heavier than
steel.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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All The While I Want To See A Brighter Sun
just like any other man
let me put it this way, we all want
to wake up one morning wanting to see
a brighter sun
a warm day, a bright morning
a gentle sunshine landing peacefully on our cheeks
our eyelashes waving a warm welcome too
our eyes glistening with hope
to the wings and songs of birds
perching and then flying away
just like all men we want peace and harmony
of leaves clinging like stalks on a bark
like vines steadily climbing on trunks
we want blue clouds well placed in the skies
and mountains settled in their proper places
and sea as vast and wide as our eyes can reach to see
yet like ordinary happenings these things are not really true
there are driftings, there are inevitable flows
going nowhere, and then gone, and then we sit idly
on the shore now anchored on the truth
we stare to a horizon. we expect nothing.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Blue Skies
Irving berlin
Blue skies smiling at me
Nothing but blue skies do I see
Bluebirds singing the song
Nothing but bluebirds all day long
I never saw the sun shining so bright
Never saw things going so right
Noticing the days hurrying by
When youre in love, my, how they fly
Blue days all of them gone
Nothing but blue skies from now on
song performed by by Nina Simone
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The Machine
The little biplane that has the river-meadow for landing-field
And carries passengers brief rides,
Buzzed overhead on the tender blue above the orange of sundown.
Below it five troubled night-herons
Turned short over the shore from its course, four east, one northward.
Beyond them
Swam the new moon in amber.
I don't know why, but lately the forms of things appear to me with time
One of their visible dimensions.
The thread brightness of the bent moon appeared enormous, unnumbered
Ages of years; the night-herons
Their natural size, they have croaked over the shore in the hush at sundown
Much longer than human language
Has fumbled with the air: but the plane having no past but a certain future,
Insect in size as in form,
Was also accepted, all these forms of power placed without preference
In the grave arrangement of the evening.
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poem by Robinson Jeffers
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Clear Blue Skies
I got you
I got you
I got you
I got you and clear blue skies
Never cold
Never snow
Nobody nobody
Ever knows
I got you
I got you
I got you
I got you and clear blue skies
I see you and
I see you and
I see you and
I see you and clear blue skies
Keep me warm
Summer time
Nobody nobody
Be so kind
I got you
I got you
I got you
I got you and clear blue skies
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Good Weather
people underestimate the value
in blue skies and good weather,
afterall who would waste such
precious time on the silly ol' weather?
you've gotta love a blue sky
after you've spent months within
your blanket of snow
an have gray skies...
poem by David Thomas
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Ocean Blue
Well you took me home
And you took me back
But deep down inside
The feeling just died and i
Couldnt see why
From indigo to royal blue
I travel far but no one will do
Anytime, anyplace
Every shape every face
Brings memories of you
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue - ocean blue
Fair weather friends might drift away
When summer ends and skies burn grey
So I walk to the ocean
Pilot these shores
Just thinking of you
Its time we kissed the clouds goodbye
From now on its strictly blue sky
Come rain and shine
The outlook is still fine
Im thinking of you
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue - ocean blue
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue, ocean blue
Ocean blue, ocean blue
Ocean blue, ocean blue
Ocean blue, ocean ocean
Ocean, ocean
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue - ocean blue
I stand at the head of the queue
Theres mutinys every crew
Wishin and wonderin bout you
Ocean blue
song performed by by Abc
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Ardan Mór
AS I was climbing Ardan Mór
From the shore of Sheelin lake,
I met the herons coming down
Before the water’s wake.
And they were talking in their flight
Of dreamy ways the herons go
When all the hills are withered up
Nor any waters flow.
poem by Francis Ledwidge
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Crybaby
If I could say I still loved you, I would do it.
For you.
And if I could say that Id be true, I would do it.
You know I would do it.
But I cant ignore
The lives Ive lived before.
And you will find
That you cant change my mind.
So cry, baby, cry, I dont care anymore.
Cry, baby, cry, cuz Im out the door.
If I could stop the hands of time, I would do it.
On a dime.
And if I could say that youre still mine, I would do it.
You know I would do it.
But life goes on,
And I am already gone.
What can you say?
Im still running away.
So cry, baby, cry, I dont care anymore.
Cry, baby, cry, cause Im out the door.
Cry, baby, cry, turn your gray skies blue.
Cry, baby, cry, cause Im over you.
So cry, baby, cry, I dont care anymore.
Cry, baby, cry, cause Im out the door.
Cry, baby, cry, turn your gray skies blue.
Cry, baby, cry, cause I cried for you.
For you.
song performed by by Information Society
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Happy
When skies are blue
I'm happy as you
When skies are gray
Talk to me another day.
poem by Marissa Ford
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