Dust to Dust
The sky is parched.
The landscape is scorched.
Brown and gray hang in the air
suspended on shimmering wire.
At night the coyotes lament its passing.
At daybreak life melts into what remains of shadow.
Cool slips from memory
water abandons the mirage
green is consigned to myth.
Soon memory, mirage, myth
will lie face down in the streambed
swallowing the dust where it all began.
That night the coyotes shall remain silent.
The Earth will breathe relief,
and wait for the return of morning rain.
poem by Ronald Shields
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Mirage
Mirage
I am just a mirage
Oh - I am just a mirage
When you look at me
Thru your crystal glass you will see
That I am now your past
But you give your love to me
In your life I wasnt meant to be.
Oh I am just a mirage
Oh I am just a mirage
Just a mirage fading away like water
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I am just a mirage
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I am just a mirage
I am just a mirage
But until that day has come
When you say Ill be your only one
I will live the way its meant for me
With ups and downs and mystery.
song performed by by Santana
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Hang Wire
Theyre going higher
Wind is whistling on the barbs
Your heads a hammer
Hang wire, hang wire
Hang wire
(meet you at the) hang wire
That man is a liar
The day is like a warm night
Salt rusts the cold line
Hang wire, hang wire
Hang wire
(meet you at the) hang wire
Every morning and every day
Ill bossanova with ya
If there were a fire
Can we scratch beneath this
Hang wire, hang wire
Hang wire
(meet you at the) hang wire?
song performed by by Pixies
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Coyotes
Triplet coyotes
From the day of their birth
Desired the moon
And all it was worth
Providing them light
So at night they could see
Any dangers ahead
And be able to flee
All three loved the moon
And each soon decided
Too precious to share
Was the light it provided
The coyote first born
Snuck into night
And sang to the moon
With all of his might
Assured by the usual
Glimmer it gave
He felt quite accomplished
And returned to the cave
The youngest coyote
The next night awoke
And danced for the moon
As he quietly spoke
His sweet words of love
Were followed by light
The moon clearly pleased
So he called it a night
The last coyote
Woke up from a dream
Of the peaceful moon
And its wonderful gleam
He walked outside
And sat on the ground
Gazed up at the moon
Its beauty profound
All three coyotes
Thought it had ended
They'd won the battle
Performances splendid
That next night they waited
The moon did not show
They stayed there for hours
Then decided to go
All day they bonded
Coyotes of three
And again that night
The moon, they could see
Each one pondered
Where it had been
But it didn't matter
They would not fight again
They learned to appreciate
More things in life
Than a brilliant moon
That would just cause them strife
So together they sat
Those brothers of three
Under an Oak Tree
Bonded and free
poem by Brandon McConnell
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Mirage
(words & music by giant - baum - kaye)
Is your love darling just a mirage?
From the distance, you call to me like an oasis
Though your kisses, keep drawing me near
Is your love a mirage that will disappear?
Like a man in the desert, Im lost
Is this dream just a trick of my imagination
Though I thirst for your lips, night and day
Is your love a mirage that will fade away?
How I pray, heaven answered my prayer
When I reach out for you, youll be there
In the search for my love will be through
Like a dream a mirage, will come true
How I pray, heaven answered my prayer
When I reach out for you, youll be there
In the search for my love will be through
Like a dream a mirage, will come true
A mirage, a mirage, a mirage
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Gentle Morning Rain
You are as the gentle morning rain
Giving life to all that here below remain
Your scope unlimited across this earth’s terrain
Each speckled spot of moistness
Alights on my face with a gentle wakefulness
Awakening me to your love and gracefulness
In the gentle morning rain.
Your mid day sunlight melts the gentle rain
Your warmth over all of us does reign
The light by which we see and then attain
Each blessed ray of light illuminating
And revealing all that needs our understanding
Even in the dark your eternal light reflecting
You melt the gentle morning rain.
Your afternoon wind carries the gentle rain
Your breath gives us all our life to sustain
Our minds are cleared as you breathe again
Each gasp of breath breathed with life’s zest
How many breaths are measured for this chest
Before all my worldly goods I must bequest
You carry the gentle morning rain.
And when the evening comes that gentle rain
Is still present here, as love it does remain
In the twilight of this day it never goes away
Your love that is the gentle morning rain.
poem by David Taylor
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El Coyote
They call him a bandit
And you know the notches
That he ought to wear on his gun
He sees you through eyes
Hes partially blinded
>from staring to long at the sun
But hes true to his school
And hes nobodys fool
And hes lucky to still be alive
The wolf pack will die
When its scattered by man
Lonesome coyotes survive.
He burried his feelings
And life was a mountain
That he was determined to climb
Then he caught the scent
Of a sister in spirit
Who taught him to love her in time
Somehow or other
She gathered together
The cubs that he sired on the way
And they run by his side
Through the chill hungry night
And they sleep to his sweet serenade
Theres a part of his heart up in heaven
And a part that will always be wild
And all he can leave them is love and a reason
To run for the rest of their lifves
Lonesome coyotes survive.
Theres a part of his heart up in heaven
And a part that will always be wild
And all he can leave them is love and a reason
To run for the rest of their lifves
Lonesome coyotes survive.
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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The Funeral Song
Beneath this sky the clouds travel still
And as the night falls on this hill,
They fall with darkness together;
Thunder grumbles in anger this night
With menacing flashes of lightening all night,
They send tremors to the earth together;
This morning the sun refuses to smile
And the sky squeezes its ugly face awhile,
They speak of impending storm together;
Now the orange drops of rain heavy over here,
And the wind direct its lashing canes here and there,
They mock the terrified creatures together;
My land is a mirage sketched on a paper
By that imperial will claiming to be better,
That will that never consult has failed all together;
The conspiracy in my land today:
Rulers and subjects share the code of shame all day
And dwell in woes of self-destruction ever together.
Greedy stomachs in the state house remain unbending,
The masses wait for God's intervention unending,
They all sing the funeral song together.
poem by Igbinedion Obaretin
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A Desperate Letter
It was that time when you abandoned me,
the twilight had bid farewell to the long sad day;
So that it could be lost among the silence and the darkness of night.
That night moon was seen transparently among the few lit stars.
It was that time when I bade farewell to the past,
I had to cut my roots with the venomous dagger of reason.
That was the last evening in which the child of me had to grow.
It had to migrate from the deserted mirage of my memory.
The little poet kept calling for you; giving out signals of
"SOS" in smoke; while you were lost among deafening laughters
It was that afternoon which burned the feathers of my love of a swan.
That night even the moon of my hope remained faded;
When I was pecked by distances,
A poet's only inheritance is memory;
And because of you I had to cast away even "memory".
poem by Sarang Mangi
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Waking beauty
Waking beauty
~
She lays awake counting time
Thoughts soar like birds in the sky
She is free and she is beauty
The fallen rain saves her thirst
Brings to earth a rising bud
The flowers of something sewn
Begin to flower once more
A new beginning arises
She lays awake counting time
Her brown eyes flicker
Wide open to the world
The light breaks through window
Cast across her face
She lays awake counting time
As beautiful as the night
Those tender lips silent
She is as consigned to memory
A waking beauty
poem by Matthew Holloway
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how do you know that God is a myth?
a myth
like the sphinx
and the phoenix
as the story goes
on and on
somehow
there was this death
at the end
and then immortality
in the same way
that my God
died and lived
forever
killing a myth
can be another myth
like asking how do you kill a myth
that does not exist?
when you finally give the correct answer
about our humanity
the sphinx gets killed.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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S1
the myth of sisyphus
somehow after 50 years
is no longer a myth.
the rock is as true as the
inclined uphill
climb
i breathe
and take some air
for i shall climb again
and put this rock
and roll it down again
and put it up again
i breathe
more life
and haven't mentioned yet
that death
is a reasonable option.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Myth Of Plato's Cave
Benighted in the secret haunt of night - myth
The deluge inherent in your mystic mirage
To demythologise us
Our dessicated hearts will absorb the flares.
In the cave of darkness - confined
Etched conciousness battered
Repining in the cryptic pearls of illusion
While there is surfeit
Of brightness outside.
There will not be a dearth of wariness
The riddle would not be approached
By waht they have promulgated.
One would be disentangled
From the entangling cave
Of night and will howl against the injustice
Of the darkness - blight.
poem by Kojo Owusu
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Does Not Own
the garden does not own the crop,
nor does the tree own the leaf.
the night sky doesnt own the dawn,
clouds do not own the rain.
coyotes do not own the desert,
fishes dont own the seas...
only man is so foolish to think he owns,
what a sad state we're in!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Memory
Moonlight,
In the middle of a cold night,
All alone in silence,
Brings back memory,
Of the happy days with you.
Starlight,
seemed so distant in the night sky,
But each one of them,
are my many happy memory of you,
That warms up my cold heart.
Twilight,
It appeared after a dark night,
And so is the bright sunlight and busy day,
No matter how hard I try to run away,
When silent nights returned,
Memory will visit again and again.
poem by Desert Life
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On The Verge Of
Though alchemists in every continent worked hard,
to change the cheap metals into the precious gold,
they had never succeeded as it was not the truth,
hidden in the electronic configuration and a myth,
myth of mummy's resurrection from the pyramids and a cave,
myth of witch's spell and poor women's haunted look,
myth of piped piper and the following of the rats loot,
myth of the split ocean that paved the way for the joy walk,
myth of human intelligence and its relation to the races,
myth of ether that found in the space,
myth of flat earth, myth of spirit,
all are not lies, but steps taken to find the truth,
truth hidden in nature, that has hundred more elements,
everything derived from these, even the love and lust,
even the diseases and wellness,
concept and convenience of communication,
We have found something to explore other things,
we cloned the new things to produce substitute organs,
We are one step backward to find that God,
Who controls us to be happy and sad,
Creation of life in a cell, then,
Man will be the creator, until then,
Would we be alive or would we be destroyed,
if Gods of religions like to keep the secret or,
the intelligence of human dig its own grave.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Whisper Me Goodbye..... As I Return
let the music softly wind my shooting face up in
the sky i wait, as the night goes bye in the night
of nothingness beautifully shine
carry me in as you wish to fly, thundering those
little clouds surfing the swollen tears i seduces
for the joy i desire witness the falling night in the
eyes i give the laughter now I remember
show me your voice of a waiting dew, the
fogged doodle my whisper of your passing scene,
say that much is not to give for what is brings
return no fear, a passion of servings the last blink
of each eye of your loving heart
make the best than nothing, to remember the real
day of today, to stay with my memory until the
dawn lost the morning sky for another day
may the harvest of tears rejoice the grain of joy in
every return of that day, where every yesterday
comes with a mourning happiness to picture the
beginning of what was the day for today
let the beginning be the point to sharpen the end,
and show the staring pad with the eyes to guide in
the darkest night of the moment......as i return my
dear
poem by Antonio Liao
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A much awaited relief
Finally it has rained with much relief
We has strong conviction and belief
We knew it can’t leave us in pain
We had prayed for lots of rain
Out patience had run out
We were not sure where to go out
What was about to happen in course?
We were duly worried of course
We were coming across unusual deaths
We considered it as nature’s wrath
We have done enough damage to environment
It is no use now to curse and lament
Can we create artificial cooling on large scale?
Can little pond make it easy swim for whale?
Can whole universe breathe and inhale?
Certainly not as it remains only tale
Nature is supreme and remains so
We have no where to go
If we fail to preserve the sanctity
We may certainly loose our entity
Let us enjoy the cool breeze
Good bye to ill feelings and freeze
We shall again pray for your arrival
We shall celebrate it as big carnival
Come dropp by drop
Rain endlessly and don’t stop
I shall watch it from roof top
Fields may look green with crops
You have brought enough of respite
We were so unconsiderate despite
We had only dust to bite
You arrived with thunder and light
Children and old ran in street
With so much happiness and joy to greet
Rainbow has appeared in sky to meet
The earth soil is happy and ready to treat
We may never dare to neglect
Earth is geared to collect
the sacred down pour with enough care
It is blessing in disguise from somewhere
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Train Journey
We left old Melbourne City in the darkness
And the northbound train stopped at each rural town
And a gray dawn broke as we neared outer Sydney
This Land now green has often been so brown.
Beyond Gosford the scenery was changing
We passed by coastal paddocks wide and green
This Land can be compared to a chameleon
It changes it's colours where the rains have been.
Through Wauchope and Nambucca Heads places of beauty
And as we neared Grafton it commenced to rain
To New South Wales on the first of September
The spring has brought it's greenery again.
Before we reached Casino night had fallen
It was a long day's journey into night
On through Lismore, Mullumbimby and through the cane country
Of Murwillumbah in the faint moonlight.
On to the last stop Murwillumbah station
And the memory with me will long remain
Of that train journey on the first of September
Through New South Wales made green by recent rain.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Daybreak
daybreak, still limbs lace
to gray sky, wait for the next
storm to shake open
morning, still sleeping
shuttered windows conceal the
cold face of daybreak.
poem by Steven Federle
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Caught In The Rain
In the eye of the storm you found me
I was caught in the rain like you
And it pulled us down together
And it tangled us in blue
Oh, all of my life
I wanted that night
Together and still it remains
I still hear the rain
I can't get it out of my heart
And I will wait for you forever
No matter what you do or say
I'll wait for you forever
'Cause I'm still caught in the rain
They say the eye of the storm is quiet
And that's where I'll wait for you
They say dreams can show us answers
Oh, baby, I hope that's true
'Cause night after night
I dream of a light
That shows me, back through the rain
I find you again
I can't get it out of my heart
And I will wait for you forever
No matter what you do or say
I'll wait for you forever
'Cause I'm still caught in the rain
Oh, all of my life
I wanted that night
Together and still it remains
I still hear the rain
I can't get it out of my heart
And I will wait for you forever
No matter what you do or say
I'll wait for you forever
'Cause I'm still caught in the rain
song performed by by Quarterflash
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