Dust Grafted
Fractious smokescreen
between celestial reflection
and contempt
floats on a shaken rug.
You cannot stand still
incognito.
The indictment stinks
for the impoverished vicitims
who make history through to the bones.
Grappling after theft,
interstitial existence falls like glass pieces
nowhere, black and bleeding.
A robust chorus rises against resistance
of strips. The ocean rides on snails.
Hills threaten to go partisan ways.
The division had started the perennial conflict.
A pebble is thrown in the pond.
A racist moon becomes a living doll.
poem by Satish Verma
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Incognito
(incognito)
The man behind the mask
(incognito)
At the masquerades board?
(incognito)
Can you see through his disguise?
(incognito)
Is he a friend of yours
(incognito)
The man behind the mask
(incognito)
A face you cant conceal?
(incognito)
I can see through your disguise
Standing in the dark
Hidden in the crowd
(incognito)
Trying to see your face
Chasing shadows through
(incognito)
The night
(incognito)
song performed by by Incognito
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Falling
I've got a secret
That I think I'm ready to share
It may bring us closer
It may be a burden to bear
It's precious and it's real
And all that I can feel
Chorus:
Is that I'm falling
As deep as any ocean
In ways that can't be spoken
I am falling
For the millionth and the first time
Ever and eternally for you
You are a beacon
Revealing the places I hide
You've given freedom
To so much that I kept inside
And with one look in my eyes
It can't be a surprise
Chorus:
That I am falling
As deep as any ocean
In ways that can't be spoken
I am falling
For the millionth and the first time
Ever and eternally for you
Now there's no darkness
My truth laid open and bare
It's in my flesh and bones
Yeah it's everywhere
Chorus:
That I am falling
As deep as any ocean
In ways that can't be spoken
I am falling
Like rays that come from heaven
Bathed in your reflection
I am falling
For the millionth and the first time
Ever and eternally for you
song performed by by Richard Marx
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Of Walls And Oceans
Cold winds strip away face, hands, ankles
stand bare foot on the empty shore
staring out at the endless ocean
sea of happiness
ocean of tears
water and horizon are indivisible
like the atoms that make up everything
if they are divided
every one dies
stay close to the wall
hidden, unnoticed, quiet, landlocked
watch them live, love, laugh
stay deep in side the glass shell
I can see out but I cant hear or touch them
wanting it to explode into a thousand tiny shell pieces
glass fragments
tear drops
soul pieces
so i can race over the land to the waters edge
and burst out over the ocean
into living
away from the wall
There are people
There are people
that claims the street as their own
and stand
at parking places on the sidewalk
and do no work
but to look after cars.
If you park there
and ignore them
and do not
want to use their services
you immediately
become a racist in their eyes
and they will make a scene,
threaten to damage your car,
or make sure that it’s stolen
or so they tell you
since they believe
that you owe them something.
Some spray soapy water
without invitation
on the front window
of your car
when you stop
at a traffic light
and wipe it off
demanding a price.
I wonder why the education
is still lacking
since they have already
got their liberation
and just as odd
these people are ignored
by their compatriots in government
as if they do not exist,
while the country
falls slowly
but surely to pieces.
There are people
that claims the possessions
of others as their own
and at night
prowl around in the streets
shooting, stabbing
and robbing
and estranging people
from their cars.
l’Envoi
Still I wonder where
the problem lies
and would really like
both of my cars back
and I do not know
about white people
that sneak around
in black neighbourhoods at night,
hijack cars,
brake windows
and demand possessions
with loaded guns.
All that they do,
is try to make a living
or hurry away in their leaving.
{Reference: “First liberation, then education.” Political slogan of the ruling party.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Illume (9-11)
Illume says the candle that I burn
A reflection in the window
All the way to Point Dune
Illume-like it dances
I am a cliff dweller
From the old school
I like the coastal cities
I like the lights...
I like the way the ocean blends
Into the city at night
Like living on a working river
This coastline is glittering
Like a diamond snake
In a black sky
I'm alone now
With my thoughts
Of how we could make it
Of how we could get out
What we've been through
All of the trauma
The smell of Nag Champra
Shadow of a stranger
I will not take you for granted
I wouldn't trade you for jade
Or for diamonds
Not for one minute
Not for anything
I need you to be there
Just remember when I am haunted
That I was just so scared
I'm alone now
With my thoughts
Of how we could make it
Of how we could get out
What we've been through
All of the trauma
The smell of Nag Champra
Shadows of a stranger
What I saw on this journey
I saw history go down
I cannot pretend
That the heartache falls away
It's just like a river
Ooh, it's never ending
I cannot pretend
That the heartache falls away
Because it's just like a river
It's never ending
It's just like a river
It's never ending
I'm alone now
With my thoughts
Of how we could make it
How we could get out
What we've been through
And all of the trauma
The smell of Nag Champra
Shadow of a stranger
(What I saw on this journey... I saw history go down)
(I cannot pretend...that the heartache falls away)
(It's just like a river...ooh, it's never ending)
(I cannot pretend that the heartache falls away)
I'm alone now
With my thoughts
How we could make it
Of how we could get out
What we've been through
All of the trauma
The smell of Nag Champra
Shadows of the strangers
What I saw on this journey, what legends are made of
I cannot pretend that the heartache falls away
Just like a river, ooh, it's never ending
No, I cannot pretend that the heartache falls away
Because it's just like a river, it's never ending
Falls away...like a river, it's never ending...
La la la la... la la la la...
La la la la... la la la la...
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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Charisma Doll
Artificial charisma
Glass eyeballs with no reflection of living
'She' is like a doll
Charisma the soul of the doll
Enchanted many people in second
The powerful persona, that's charisma
Children are not parents' doll
They just want to be loved as they are
Human without personality
Without confidence
Adore someone!
Everybody must have adoration to their selves
Look at me, everybody!
In whatever appearance I have
No one in this world such as me
My voice, face, hands, feet, heart
No one owes it but me
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Hold Her In Your Hand
You got to walk a little slower when youre with her
Take the time to be tender, thats the plan
You got to stand a little taller while her world falls to pieces
Only then can you hold her in your hand
You got to live for every moment that she gives you
Make the one in a million understand
You got to stand a little taller while her world falls to pieces
Only then can you hold her in your hand
Now too many faces have come down between us
And I was the fool to be
And I cant deny you the wide open spaces
As long as she stops loving me
You got to stand a little closer when you hold her
Make her feel like a woman , understand
You got to stand a little taller while her world falls to pieces
Only then can you hold her in your hand
song performed by by Bee Gees
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Moon Light
Moon Rises High Into The Sky
The Moon Is Gray
The Moon Is Bright
The Moon Is Full
Every Night The Moon Comes Out And Goes Down.
The Moon Shines Onto The Earth.
Brightens My Path.
I Look at The Moon And Say 'Moon Light Moon Light Bright My Path As You Shine My Way'
The moon Looks down And Shines My Path.
I Walk To The Pond And The Reflection of The Moon The Moon Is Beautiful And Bright.
The Moon Will Never Disappear.
The Brightness With Alwayz Shine My Path.
poem by Sonya Wesley
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Modern Love XXXII (Okie the zen golden retreiver)
Evening star gives eternal kisses of fireflies
to the dark face of the moon
the joyful moon cracks an ocher grin
and falls in love with a reflection
on the green river
the red tails of dancing fireflies
escape from the moon's mouth
into the adoration
Racoons take off their masks
preparing for bed
the river politely refuses
to carry the lunar mirror
leaves it at the waterfall's door
who returns it to the evening star
during the moon's void
a mocking bird awakens the meditating trees
the rocks hidden under the falls miss the sun
the sun's lover lives an hour of light years away
the lunar grin, reflection, evening star
seek hiding places from the dawn
the sudden stillness gives birth
to thousand of mohican souls
who dance in concentric circles
while running down whitmore falls
the evening star ashamed of history
fades into the blue
the moon finds great happiness
in disappearing
the unseen ocean opens arms
and awaits the moon's image
arias of water sing
eternal mantras
where mind's heart dances
joyous silence of a single note
a breath whispering by
between the longing of the ocean
and the moon's love of infinite reflections
and the adoring evening star
an open window creates a wall
of antigue white and mauve moths
as a golden retreiver leaps from a black rock
chasing a teasing blue heron who flies
up over black trees into the bend of the river
creating dawn, as the golden bellyflops laughing
poem by Liberatore Suffoletta
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Illume
Illume says the candle that I burn
A reflection in the window
All the way to point dume
Illume-like it dances
I am a cliff dweller
From the old school
I like the coastal cities
I like the lights
I like the way the ocean blends
Into the city at night
Its like living on a working river
This coastline is glittering
Like a diamond snake
In a black sky
I am alone now
With my thoughts
Oh how we could make it
Of how we could get out
What weve been through
All of the trauma
The smell of nag champa
Shadow of a stranger
I will not take you for granted
I wouldnt trade it for jade
Or for diamonds
Not for a minute
Not for anything
I need you to be there
Just remember when I am haunted
That I was just scared
I am alone now...
What I saw on this journey
I saw history go down
I cannot pretend
That the heartache falls away
Its just like a river
Ooh, its never ending
I cannot pretend
That the heartache falls away
Because i
Its just like a river
Its never ending
Its just like a river
Its never ending
I am alone now...
What I saw on this journey...
I am alone now....
What I saw on this journey...
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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The Righteous
They have chosen to elect themselves,
The righteous.
Those who live life correct...
Under the Sun.
And under the Moon and Stars,
They deem themselves...
The Center of the Universe!
The reason why this Earth was created.
And in denial they sit,
Refusing to believe...
Other life forms have arrived,
For many to observe their presence...
As they visit!
Leaving all to wonder 'who' and 'what'
Can declare they are much more...
Intellectually advanced.
And 'who' and 'what' lives an existence,
Far more enhanced.
And 'who' are we on this Earth...
Struggling with issues of conflict and division,
Has the power to convince anyone coming to visit...
We can be hospitable to them,
When we can not appreciate our own home...
To prepare for any guests!
And 'they' who are coming in droves,
Already know we have self contempt!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Kingfisher On A Dead Tree
on a glass pond
a dead tree stands
perched is a kingfisher
on one of its weak twigs
i sit alone on a
rock thinking about nothing
i must have been lost
this day
blue wings and some
white feathers on the neck
black sharp beak
the kingfisher looks at me
a leaf falls on the glass pond
the eyes of the kingfisher
and my eyes ride on the ripple
like small paper boats
going nowhere
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Frozen Ocean
The earth begins to break
Our hearts fall down the hole between us
Standing on opposite sides
We stare at each other as we drift away
We used to laugh and play
But now we drift away
Your reflection has vanished from this frozen ocean
But the sun still shines across it
Until the moon rises, the hope is unsure
We dance in the sky, counting down the days
Waiting for the moon to set and the sun to return
Unfreeze the ocean, or I will risk walking across it for you
As much doubt swims across the ocean as space itself
Your eventual return will make the sun shine again
We used to laugh and play
But now we drift away
poem by Michael Robertson
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Corpse Is Being Sent
In the stand-off
between stolen history
and presiding deity
priest was hanged, while a blue cloud
was shedding the yellow moon.
Who was selling god on the road?
A tall coconut tree was my home;
all but your mouth was shut.
Face to face I am ready to leak
the secret of panic attack in open space,
it rips open the unhealed wounds.
The shot holes on the walls
were still bleeding.
I am getting visions of birds, trees and hills.
A pacific coast was punished
for not joining the conflict.
Corpse is being sent on shores.
poem by Satish Verma
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Australian Spring
The bleak faced Winter, with his braggart winds
(Coiled to his scrawny throat in tattered black),
Posts down the highway of his late domain,
His spurs like leeches in his bleeding hack.
He rides to reach the huge embattled hills
Where all the brooding summer he may lie
Engulfed in Kosciusko’s silent snow,
His shadow waving o’er the lofty sky.
And jolly Spring, with love and laughter gay
Full fountaining, lets loose her tide of bees
Upon the waking ember-flame of bloom
New kindled in the honey-scented trees.
The old, old man forsakes the chimney-hole,
Where erst he warmed his bones and lazy blood,
And, clasping Molly to his wheezing breast,
Triumphant floats, cock-whoop, upon the flood.
poem by Hugh McCrae
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Mistake No. 3
You can't bystand all the people
Stand them on their own
They will fall to pieces
So we watch them grow
Into strange and pretty faces
I don't know
Clutching to my lipstick traces
Watch them go
Chorus:
Make mistake number three
Make mistake number three
Make mistake number three
It's strange how much it changes
How they want to know
How cynical are people
That's where children go
Dragged into a conversation
They can't hold
It's so sad
But it prepares them for the mould
(chorus)
Why is my love like an ocean run dry?
Why is my love
Such a struggle with life?
You can't bystand all the people
Stand them on their own
They will fall into pieces
So we watch them grow
(chorus)
Make mistake number three
song performed by by Culture Club
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The Black Horse Rider
For George Anthell
Between them is the land of broken colors,
the land that makes a mock of him
with miles.
He rides, he rides,
he passes through the flat
chrome wheatfields
cut by the plough of the river makers.
The hills are aslant,
the clay torsos, the hills,
the clay has a red wound,
it gapes.
The white roots cry,
there is a mute susurrus in the dark:
poppies, poppies are you not
their pain?
With hoof on flint and flint
the black horse
rides: black wind, black
against fire.
The black horse crooks his
forelegs, the hills split open,
his nostrils pour flame.
Snort, snort through miles,
O charger, through rock.
He drinks the mezas,
he burns his thin knees over
braziers of grass:
Ride, ride.
Sky is spilt water,
a silver hello is flung
from star to star.
Black horse breaks
fire underfoot and now
his mane is a burnt city,
his mouth churned ocean,
foam on his belly a constellation.
At last he tramples
the sand
behemoth
Asleep before the sea.
poem by Pierre Loving
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Opposing Points of View
We are conditioned to fantasize truths,
And animate hatred as a form of entertainment!
Then we find ways to medicate ourselves...
To flee from realities haunting with nightmares.
Blaming others for not accepting a way of life,
That disturbs those who gather seeking peace.
Creating conflicts to implement this disease...
That creeps from a birth that leads to division,
Without remorse or self reflection!
With fears that 'enemies' threaten this mental illiness!
And peace is marketed to maim and weaken...
Using high tech weapons to kill and eliminate,
Opposing points of view that challenge with alternatives
That seek to please needs...
Without the bleeding of blood tasted,
Fed and addicting to those who are teased...
To cross these borders illegally to feed,
And digest!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Darkness Falls
Darkness falls within my soul.
I no longer can keep control.
I'm going mad with contempt and hate,
All the voices around me grate with no abate.
Darkness falls no where to hide.
Losing hope with no more pride.
I've lost my will.
I've lost my faith.
Jesus how I hate the human race.
Darkness falls it surrounds me now.
I scream and shout to hush the crowd.
In firece rage I threaten now.
To hurt and kill the wretched foul.
They make me sick,
they make me cry.
Why won't God just let me die?
Darkness falls where do I go?
To find a shred of what I once was proud.
A gentleman true,
a nice youngman, but darkness fell,
Now I'm just a freakish lout.
poem by Michael McParland
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And my point was one I think that you'd agree with, which is there's no room in America for a black racist, a Latino racist, or a white racist, or an Asian racist, or a Native American racist. Now, we're either color blind or we're not color blind.
quote by Newt Gingrich
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