Without You Tonight
all i need
is a pebble inside
the cup
of my palms
there is no need
for words even
not a syllable
or a vowel
in my tongue
i need the full moon
above my head
pleasing to
my eyes, this time
my heart sings
alone
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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About You Then
YOU WERE a pebble
on the road
it was muddy
and it rained, and
i picked you from
that unspeakable
mess, and
i kept you warm in
my hand
even talked to you
and i polished you
and people
adored you until
you transformed into
a star
and you acquired
light
and speed and you
found your place in the
skies
at night you shine
like any other
star
you are so distant
and
untouchable
my palms miss you
my eyes can
only have the look
my heart
can only have
that lightness
when you were once
a pebble
inside my
hold.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In Memoriam Paul Celan
Lay these words into the dead man's grave
next to the almonds and black cherries---
tiny skulls and flowering blood-drops, eyes,
and Thou, O bitterness that pillows his head.
Lay these words on the dead man's eyelids
like eyebrights, like medieval trumpet flowers
that will flourish, this time, in the shade.
Let the beheaded tulips glisten with rain.
Lay these words on his drowned eyelids
like coins or stars, ancillary eyes.
Canopy the swollen sky with sunspots
while thunder addresses the ground.
Syllable by syllable, clawed and handled,
the words have united in grief.
It is the ghostly hour of lamentation,
the void's turn, mournful and absolute.
Lay these words on the dead man's lips
like burning tongs, a tongue of flame.
A scouring eagle wheels and shrieks.
Let God pray to us for this man.
poem by Edward Hirsch
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I Never Had Time To Explain Myself
there were stones thrown
on the water and so there were ripples
like the pain
the pain goes on and on
like circles spreading beyond a certain point
of my tolerance
my tongue forms some words like hammers
to hit the nails right on their faces
to break the monotony of destruction
without rivets no dovetails but
the story has become like a code of the samurai
to you, and you swing your head like arms
in disbelief how can all these be true he is not like this
and you become like a bone in my throat and i like
to remove every obstruction one by one
but i do not have the pleasure of keeping you
my hands inside my pocket are mine alone
the pebble inside it is warm and smooth
my treasure and like my conscience i keep it
inside my heart. I keep seeing ripples and then
i do not mind how many stones how far they spread.
i owe no one and no one owes me
i am an island and i wish there are no boats docked on my shore
any time, somewhere, any more.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Ambition
what i hold inside my pocket is just a pebble.
it is all that i have now.
i take it again put it on the table and look at its face closely
you know that it has no eyes
or hands or feet, i let it stay there as though there is only one pebble
in this universe of sands, i listen.
i let time stop for a while.
i look at the sky tonight and there are so many stars.
they are so distant you know that and you feel that
i take the pebble back in my pocket,
there will be no exchange, it is enough for my anchor
it is now my own rock.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Mr.Vowel the Judge
The articulatory features that distinguish different vowel sounds are said to determine the vowel's quality. Daniel Jones developed the cardinal vowel system to describe vowels in terms of the common features height (vertical dimension) , Backness (horizontal dimension) and Roundedness (lip position) . These three parameters are indicated in the schematic IPA vowel diagram on the right. There are however still more possible features of vowel quality, such as the velum position (nasality) , type of vocal fold vibration, and tongue root position
Sent him to life imprisonment
for violating the talking manner,
And the innocent found at last
That he's dumb and deaf?
* In matters of style, swim with the current; in matters of principle, stand like a rock.
-Thomas Jeffersn
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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My Heart Sings
My heart sings.
My heart sings the songs of happiness.
My heart sings the songs of joy.
My heart sings the songs of peace.
My heart sings the songs of the Blues.
My heart sings the songs of the Gospel.
My heart sings the songs of good news.
My heart cries a melody for all to hear.
My heart sings the harmonies of love.
My heart sings a song of beauty
that comes from the Thorne Birds
just before they die.
My heart sings songs to keep me alive.
My heart sings songs for as long as it beats.
My heart sings forever.
My heart sings haluwasa.
My heart sings.
poem by Jennifer Burns
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Tongues
the tongue
of my body
is in the nerves
the tongue
of my soul
in the heart
the tongue of
my mind
in the head
the tongue
of truth and deceits
in the mouth
the tongue of
the World (Creation)
in the words
of God
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The Blackbird
the black bird knows
places
it has flown all these years
but it is not
telling stories
what is in there?
what is the reason
for coming back?
the black stone
is its king and comes back
again
to worship it
until it takes it
pebble by pebble
inside its beak
inside its heart
and then the blackbird flies again
not coming back
it has taken what it loves
inside its heart.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Confessions Before the 'I DO
So many words i wanna say
Yet only few find its way out
Oh God its hard. Funny huh?
No, don't stop, keep smiling
I am gonna say it now, infront of God, the priest, and everyone
And just one look in your eyes
Its all the strength Imma need to tell you this
In my head, I have seen myself scoring goals in a cup final
And imagined playing golf on the moon
But, never in my wildest dream did i ever think
I had the guts to tell you this, right here, right now
But this has been burried in my heart for too long
And it is time it came out, and you heard it as an individual
For after this, we are no longer different people, but one person
I know I don't have the fancy lines of a poet
Or the creativity of an artist
To deeply express the joy my heart feels
But what I do have are eyes that worship every part of your being
And hands that are blessed to touch you
And i know right here, right now
That you are my better half
You are way better than playing golf on the moon
Or scoring an injury time goal
I know these words are not lines you dream of
Or might probably be the corniest you ever heard
But anytime i try to describe the way i feel
My mind and heart never seem to agree
For what my heart feels, the mind only understands
But cannot find the words for the tongue to express
All I wanna say now is I do
I do want you to make me whole
I do want to see that lips smile each day
I do want to smell the scent of your hair
I do want your face to be the first thing I see each morning
I do respect you
I do appreciate you
I do love you
I truely do
poem by Ronald Doku
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The Moon And The Sun
the moon and the sun looked at each other's eyes
oh.what a surprise! ! they have already met at sunset! !
oh, my, at night they got separed!
their heart was unprepared...
tHE PAIN WAS UNBEARBLE, for they are unseparable
the moon got carried away, the moon had nothing to say...
will they ever see each other?
for they love so one another
their hearts were full of despair
for again they will see each other they declair
the moon's heart was full of passion
the sun's heart was full of compassion
the sun, from the moon he cannot be away
look at the price the moon had to pay...
she preferes to die instead, her consience told her to go ahead
the sun was ever so sad, oh! what a poor young lad
look at how the sun loves the moon
after this cure he will join her soon
now the sun will slowly die
and now in peace may he lie
sincerley: kuji soliman
poem by Kuji soliman
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Everyone's Gone To The Moon
Everyone's Gone To the Moon
by Pee Wee King, Chilton Price and Redd Stewart
sung in the special "Art or Bust"
Streets full of people all alone.
Rows full of houses never home.
Church full of singing but it's out of tune.
Everyone's gone to the moon.
Eyes full of sorrow never wet.
Hands full of money all in debt.
Sun disappears in the middle of June.
Everyone's gone to the moon.
Long time ago life had begun
and everyone went to the sun.
Hearts full of motors painted green.
Mouths full of chocolate-covered dreams.
Mobs that can only lift a spoon.
Everyone's gone to the moon.
Everyone's gone to the moon.
Everyone's gone to the moon.
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Random Senrys
Dreams
Dreams fade at day light
Residue of dreams leaves dreamer
Unsettled!
Wave of Time
Interval between
Two waves in the time we have
Let’s make most of it!
Moon
Sandalwood moon
Lies cuddled in my palms
You’re perfumed
Love
Disappointment or
Fulfillment in or of love
What one is!
Defenseless Heart
Into your palms flows
My vulnerability
Heart defenseless!
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Forever More
Baby, Ive just been sitting here thinking, how blessed I am to have someone
Like you in my life and Im so excited so so excited about being with you for
The rest of my life listen
Looking at all theses hand, damn I use to be alonely man, could never
Understand, why I had no one to take my hand but then the weather changed
Mother-nature brought the sun my way, now girl your who I am and I have you for
The rest of my days.....
How the sun comes up in the early morning time, girl I vowel to be forever
Loving you rain or shine, how the moon takes us on this romantic globe Ill be
Lovin you forever more... oooh oh yeah
Now I used to think that I would never, have a serious relationship, always
Praying for that one to come along and give me what I miss, but now those
Thoughts are no more, every since you came into my life, its like heaven
Opened up its doors, showered down on me the perfect wife....oooh ohhh
How the sun comes up in the early morning time girl, I vowel to be forever
Loving you rain or shine, how the moon takes us on this romantic globe Ill be
Lovin you forever more... oooh oh yeah oh yeah
Baby, now our house, our house, is a home, the car, we own, whats mine is
Yours, the keys to the doors, my family, my family, my friend, my friends, the
Church, we belong together, heaven drum say, our house is a home the car, we
Own, whats mine is yours the keys to the doors, my family, my family, my
Friend, my friends the church we belong together and its on...
How the sun comes up in the early morning time girl I vowel to be forever
Loving you rain or shine, how the moon takes us on this romantic globe Ill be
Lovin you forever more...
How the sun comes up in the early morning time girl I vowel to be forever
Loving you rain or shine, how the moon takes us on this romantic globe Ill be
Lovin you forever more...
How the sun comes up in the early morning time girl I vowel to be forever
Loving you rain or shine, how the moon takes us on this romantic globe Ill be
Lovin you forever more...
How the sun comes up in the early morning time girl I vowel to be forever
Loving you rain or shine, how the moon takes us on this romantic globe Ill be
Lovin you forever more...
How the sun comes up in the early morning time girl I vowel to be forever
Loving you rain or shine, how the moon takes us on this romantic globe Ill be
Lovin you forever more...
song performed by by R. Kelly
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Pebbles
pillow of comfort and ease
like pebbles over the waving stream
soothing, authentic and pebbling
my eyes see each pebble
as it glitters beyond the still water(s)
and smiles back at me in awe
each pebble utters a thousand words
with one but different meanings
for one word
a diverse attitude of meaning,
i rise to my body and pebbled
by the waves on the banks of the river
footing towards, to pick a pebble
as i close(d) my eyes to rest
on my pillow...
poem by Onalethuso Petruss Ntema
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Today to me, tomorrow to you [Azi mie, mâine ţie]
In me
And in you,
And in him
The heart sings the same
And weeps and it's grim.
It sings and it cries
Stuck deep in our chest.
It sings in the moment we open our eyes
And cries when our soul goes to rest.
When it sings and wind raves
We shut our sad graves.
When sings full of gloom
We shut our small room.
There is just one whim
In me
And in you
And in him.
poem by Ion Minulescu, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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O' Dear Pebble
the elephants cannot walk over you
the birds and the worth of words over you
but in case they do, careful they ought to be
for yours is the flower that blossom
that which no man can see that either
can them that otherwise not known to you
for you is the strength of mine hands
and so it goes the pebble on my palm
that my eyes caught by the pebbles
and caught by the words
you uttered o' dear pebble
the words you made me walk in thought
the answers some i did not
have until on my hand i picked you
the dances on my palm caught me
dancing to the music
i barely could hear
not that i could not
but the rhythm i tell you
was the soul to my heart in talk
and so were that man that walked their path
that man that looks their path
to see where next to foot step
and endorse my foot print
on the yards of the pebbles
as i lifted my head too
in talk to mine with you
but was in thought of memory
since i had long taken you back home
to see you next in the next day
of existence
as i hope to not to die tonight
rather see you before if i do
for i so in dire need to see you
o' dear pebble of my hand
opn12092012/2154
poem: o' dear pebble
poet: onalethuso petruss ntema
book title: the pebbles
© september 2012
book no.10 of 2012
ntema's unique poetry (nup)
email: opncompanies.bw2gmail.com
poem by Onalethuso Petruss Ntema
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Dance And Sing
It irks me terribly when someone upsets the natural rhythm
of my sentences when I write a translation, it is a given that
one should say ‘aesthetically pleasing’ as the rhythm is just
right; then grammar-conscious pedantic translators change
it to ‘pleasing aesthetically’
Their insistence on messing up the rhythm so the tongue
falters as lines run on drives me wild with frustration, then
they insist I should reread the unmusical text lacking all
beauty as jargon and grammar rules preclude all use of
galloping rhythm and metre
It feels like they are plunging a knife in my heart when they
destroy the music in words and lines; no need for rhymes
which are infantile, my only dream is speed - cascading
breathlessly until reaching a marvellous end, an
unexpected conclusion
Why do we have to live life in an assembly line of dead
words without the sound of music filling the ears; I accept
being Not Fully Functional if meeting that requirement
means dying inside – I am still too passionate, words
always dance and sing in my heart!
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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A Pebble In My Shoe
a pebble in my shoe
i want it removed
a pebble in my shoe
a disturbance
in my mind
a pebble in my shoe
an enemy
in my feet
yet wait
let me recall
a grain of sand
inside the clam
a pearl
in my hand
once a pebble
in my shoe
let me walk again
let me remember
the pearl
in the clam
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Matters Of The Heart
I lose my head
From time to time
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
We should have been holding each other
Instead we talked
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
But I asked before
Your reply was kind and polite
One wants more
When ones denied
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
I wont call it love
But it feels good to have passion in my life
If theres a battle
I hope my head always defers to my heart
In matters of the heart
I guess Im crazy to think
I can give you what you dont want
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
I wish that I had the power
To make these feelings stop
I lose all self control
In matters of the heart
I cant believe
Its so hard to find someone
To give affection to
And from whom you can receive
I guess its just the draw of the cards
In matters of the heart
You caught me off guard
Somehow you reached me
Where I thought I had nothing left inside
Ive learned my lesson Ive been edified
In matters of the heart
Ive spent my nights
Where the sleeping dogs lie
Not by your side
It feels so lonely
Once again Ive left to much to chance
In matters of the heart
Here I sit
Im feeling sorry for myself
Its quite a sight
But I have you to thank
For reminding me
Were all alone in this world
And in matters of the heart
Im already missing you
Although we wont say good byes
Until tomorrow afternoon
Maybe when and if I see you again
Well see eye to eye
In matters of the heart
I have no harsh words for you
I have no tears to cry
If the moon were full
Id be howling inside
It only hurts
In matters of the heart
If today were my birthday
Id be reborn
As brontes bird a bird that could fly
And all accounts would be settled
In matters of the heart
Matters of the heart
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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Open Palms
morning demands
the laying of open palms
on the table
and the palms agree
and then the wind comes
and took all the lines away
the hands do not mind
this is the last day of the body
the heart is full of joy
the mind has no word
the eyes close
and the lips finally sealed
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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