Interrupted
Like a pause in pain
I ring the bell
of homecoming. I was ready
to meet the hurricane.
The alien neighbor of white fires.
After the rains
the slush will overwhelm the abducted
silence.
The celestial peace will
be shattered. Something will remain
unexplained, between the kisses of doors.
Go soflty into the dark
I know myself.
From your eyes the stained thoughts
will read the winter of leaves laden
with crisp snowflakes.
poem by Satish Verma
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Glorious Winter
Come, oh most glorious Winter
Be quick to lay your silence down
Blanket us with your white coverlet
And i will wear my Green Christmas gown...
We will revel in your snowflakes-
Delight in a skate upon your iced over pond
Build forts and ramparts with much glee
Form a White Winter Bond...;
Come, oh most glorious Winter
We welcome your haunting White Noise...
All your white lanes all aglitter
Trees branches weighted-with White Winter Poise;
All agleaming and crisp making...
Comes thru the Decembers quick air
Completely dressed up in your Winter White
Oh, most Glorious White Winter, so fair!
poem by Theodora Onken
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Snowflakes Falling
Snowflakes, falling, from miraculous heights.
Snowflakes, falling, on a cold winter's night.
Snowflakes, falling, airy and light.
Snowflakes, falling, on a cold winter's night.
Snowflakes, falling, a blanket of white.
Snowflakes, falling, on a cold winter's night.
Snowflakes, falling, crystalline delight.
Snowflakes, falling, on a cold winter's night.
poem by Ben Payton
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Can't Change the Weather
Crisp and white and cold
It was a beautiful snowy day
Life seemed devoid of turmoil
As I watched the ducks at play
Trees covered in their lacy winter white
The sky was gray with threatening snow
And yet a bit of white peaked through
It was the best kind’a day I know
And as I drove across a bridge
Slush was forming and the snow rearranged
It seemed as though there was a pause
I knew something was about to change
I love the changing of the weather
A cold and blowing storm
And then as quick as fingers snap
It would be sunny and sweet and warm
I guess whatever the season
Or whatever the weather right now
We might as well just settle in
Can’t change the weather anyhow!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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Yes, I Am
You never asked me to love you
I did it all by myself
You didnt make me no promises
You read my feelings so well
Chorus
Oh wow wow what youve done for me
Oh wow wow even a fool could see
Oh wow wow what you mean to me
You didnt ask no questions
I wouldnt tell you no lies
I didnt need any answers
They were there in your eyes
Dont stop me from falling
I cant get enough
You took the pain from my body
Now Im ready for love
Yes I am
Ive been alone in the shadows
Too many nights by myself
So many dreams have been shattered
You know the story so well
Chorus
I didnt see no fireworks
And the earth never moved
But when were lying together
Ive got nothing to prove
You gave me your kisses I cant get enough
You put the fire in my heart
And Im ready for love
Yes I am
People try to analyse
They worry is it right
But it really doesnt matter to me
Theres no reason when you really fall in love
'cause you cant stop it
Wont drop it
Dont even think about it
Hold on tight and never let it go
Chorus
You took the pain from my body
And Im ready for love
You took the pain from my body
And Im ready for love
Yes I am ready for love
Yes I am ready for love
Yes I am ready for love
Yes I am
song performed by by 10 Cc
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But When The Flames Of Fires Touch Your Eyes
The leaves are gone; the world’s gone to sleep
The grass is brown the earth is dark and bare
And if you look beyond that silent peak
Silence is there
Then in the morning when the world’s young
When all the children still sigh in their sleep
Before the fog is lifted from the ground
Silence creeps
But when the flames of fires touch your eyes
When everything you’ve loved leaves you alone
When even moons refuse to wax and wane
Silence moans
So I will walk upon this sidewalk loud
And sing old songs that have no melody
In hopes that with this lonely clamoring
Silence leaves
poem by Ben Paynter
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The Spring Equinox
Now is the pause between asleep and awake:
Two seasons take
A colour and quality each from each as yet.
The new stage-set
Spandril, column and fan of spring is raised against the
winter backdrop
Murrey and soft;
Now aloft
The sun swings on the equinoctial line.
Few flowers yet shine:
The hellebore hangs a clear green bell and opulent leaves
above dark mould;
The light is cold
In arum leaves, and a primrose flickers
Here and there; the first cool bird-song flickers in the thicket.
Clouds arc pale as the pollen from sallows;
March fallows are white with lime like frost.
This is the pause between asleep and awake:
The pause of contemplation and of peice,
Before the earth must teem and the heart ache.
This is the child's pause, before it sees
That the choice of one way has denied the other ;
Must choose the either, or both, of to care and not to care;
Before the light or darkness shall discover
Irreparable loss; before it must take
Blame for the creature caught in the necessary snare:
Receiving a profit, before it holds a snare.
poem by Anne Barbara Ridler
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Or Is It Just Me?
The peal of a bell
Has a different peal
When heard in the crisp air
Of a sunny Winter morn.
Whether it be the carrilon
Of St Josephs Cathedral
In Northside Cincinnati (my boyhood home)
To the singular bell of Capistrano
Where the Swallows no longer dwell…
From the smallest of chimes
Adorning the traces of sleighs
To the greatest of gongs
Or the tinkle of kitty cats collars…
The sound of a bell (even in a cemetery)
by some sort of strange alchemy
does indeed become changed…
More clarion, more crystalline
More heartfelt, more lovely indeed
When heard in the crisp air
Of a cold Winter morn
poem by David Whalen
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Maybe I Am Already Somewhat Half-Forgotten (Roundel)
As the leaves, their smell, their scent half-rotten
are with the homecoming wishing me well
maybe I am already somewhat half-forgotten.
As the leaves, their smell,
does remind me, does a thousand stories tell,
of days that will always be unforgotten
of when I was under your charming spell
of the kisses that at a time were gotten
when we did meet deep in the dell
but unforgettable, life now is rotten,
as the leaves, their smell…
poem by Gert Strydom
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Daydream Believer
Oh, I could hide neath the wings
Of the bluebird as she sings.
The six oclock alarm would never ring.
Whoops its ringing and I rise,
Wipe the sleep out of my eyes.
My shavin razors cold and it stings.
Cheer up, sleepy jean.
Oh, what can it mean.
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen.
You once thought of me
As a white knight on a steed.
Now you know how happy I can be.
Oh, and our good times starts and end
Without dollar one to spend.
But how much, baby, do we really need.
Cheer up, sleepy jean.
Oh, what can it mean.
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen.
Cheer up, sleepy jean.
Oh, what can it mean.
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen.
[instrumental interlude]
Cheer up, sleepy jean.
Oh, what can it mean.
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen.
[repeat and fade]
song performed by by Monkees
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Ring My Bell
Artist: dj jazzy jeff and the fresh prince
Intro
Yo yo yo yo
Yo yo yo yo
(ring my bell, ring my bell)
Yo yo yo yo
Yo yo yo yo
(ring my bell, ring my bell)
Verse 1
Im just a telephone call away
You can pick it up and call me any day
And ima listen to all you got to say
Cause Im the type of man that never turn a woman away
Think of this as an invitation
Your heart to mine in a conversation
So when things get to much to bare like the jackson 5
Ill be there
Just call me up on the telephone
Call me up when youre all alone
And Ill give you a verbal massage
Until your man gets home
Or if you want to you know what you could do, well
You could always hop in your car and you could come and ring my bell
Chorus
Ring my bell, ring my bell
(ring my bell, ring my bell)
Ring my bell, ring my bell
(ring my bell)
Ri-i-ing!!!
Verse 2
I hate to see you cry, tear after tear while this guy
Plays you like your life is a game
Ive seen his type and there all the same
Breaking your heart without a care
Girl if I was in you shoes hed be outta there
Your man is wak good for nothin but flack
Id tell him to pack and hit the road jack
Who loves ya baby I do you know
He doesnt care about you let him go
Where he at now? you dont know
Layin up under some whole double waste
Just let me chill, no need for me to get ill
Cause yo Im the best and yo time will tell
But Ill be here so ring my bell
Chorus
Verse 3
Now I know this sounds like a fairy tale
But this aint no childrens book
Im here, for you to take me dear
Just open your eyes and look at what the future holds for you
And if you lunch then you might ruin
Something great dont make a big mistake
Pay attention to what youre doing
Life is full of pitfalls, ups and downs
Its sort of a mission
Now youre on a rocky road
But you could get up just make that decision
That you want the one to love adore you and hold you and treat you well
So when youre ready to be treated that way
Baby you can ring my bell
Chorus
(repeat till fade)
song performed by by Will Smith
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Tears of Blood...
Lost and alone I wander barefoot through a realm of shattered dreams,
Each tiny shard of hope laughing at me as they pierce into my flesh,
I contemplate my pain and why it should amuse them so,
For now they have tasted my agony and I too have become broken,
Tears of blood I cry as I pluck each shattered dream from my soul,
Yet why do I mourn the fact that they are no longer part of me?
Must I crave the sweet sting of pain to feel truly alive?
My humanity imprisoned by the walls of my own self doubt,
When you read my thoughts, smile... For my pain has ears...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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A Winter Pond
Sting-chill of winter matt –
Her frozen hand caressed us all;
And calming bleach of silence
Pressed upon the rustic scape
To leave an ashen underbelly –
Once raging summer chroma.
Even Winter’s gelid lungs laboured
Under heavy drag of flakes –
Their pilgrimage: to stay a deadened floor
In crunch-white peace.
And round about, the weight of time
– Collapsing under Winter’s drag –
Transmutes to grey: it’s three o’clock –
No lights pricking black out here! –
Even the night globe,
The Great Reflector – stonewalled;
Camouflaged by lead-laden cloud
Lolling in the claustrophobic noon.
At ground, a farm pond –
Seized in a dark hiatus –
Offered up repentance –
Why, it dared to harbour life!
I forgave it in my desperate gaze
Upon the crazy-paving surface,
That sealed in the black-chill temperature,
Where at bottom, something nithered
Still survived.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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winter winter winter
winter winter winter winter winter
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Thoughts
Thoughts
Sounds of raindrops
In the stillness of a winter night
How does anyone have foresight
Tired swollen eyes
In complete emptiness a body lies
Creating a wilderness of thoughts
Occasional sounds of a car passing by
Interrupt the flow of the nights dream
Innocent thoughts
Spurn from the womb
To mould a man from a woman
Mystified power
Unexplained energy
Unconventional thinking
Giving birth to what is called instinct
A change of destiny
Chanced by thoughts
When at the break of dawn
The minds meet and comprehend unspoken words
Silent thoughts
No one can hear
Your mysterious moment
Only you can bear
It’s your need to be free
To be at peace with oneself
Silent thoughts
A secret moment
To indulge into wishful thinking
Then champion the process into creative thinking
To see how events can be influenced
© Sylvia Chidi- 17 October 2005
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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November
Remember November
its leaves are
orange, red and gold
a melody of colour
just before the chill.
Sometimes its warmth
is like a crisp spring day
or the last of September
and yet winter is close
like a dark shadow.
Winter, lit with a medley
of scents, of mulled wine,
hot toddies, Xmas puddings
to light the days
and dark evenings
It brings pictures
of childhood memories
of cold mists, coal fires,
Bonfire nights
mistletoe and Christmas trees,
Teenage parties
are long gone now
new beaux, new dresses,
expectations of love,
a kiss at a cold doorway.
What are your dreams
my little ones,
where will November
lead you to?
Take a leap of faith.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Worn Out
You bid me hold my peace
And dry my fruitless tears,
Forgetting that I bear
A pain beyond my years.
You say that I should smile
And drive the gloom away;
I would, but sun and smiles
Have left my life's dark day.
All time seems cold and void,
And naught but tears remain;
Life's music beats for me
A melancholy strain.
I used at first to hope,
But hope is past and, gone;
And now without a ray
My cheerless life drags on.
Like to an ash-stained hearth
When all its fires are spent;
Like to an autumn wood
By storm winds rudely shent,--
So sadly goes my heart,
Unclothed of hope and peace;
It asks not joy again,
But only seeks release.
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Jacky Frost
When Summers blue sky fades to grey
And swiftly ends the shortening day,
When coldness takes the flowers away
Ill dance the dance of winter!
Over hedges see me trip
To frost the leaf and haw and hip,
To petrify each sparkling drip
And dance the dance of winter.
Ill fade the roses red to white,
Redress the landscape in one night!
Make the cobwebs crisp and white
And herald in the winter.
I’ll tiptoe over lawns and trees
The water pipe I soon shall freeze,
Ill bring transport to its knees!
And turn all things to winter
In leafy Hollows, see me hide,
I herald in the Christmas tide
Where man keeps snug by fires inside
While outside, I am winter.
poem by Lucy Burrow
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Alien
Alien to love
Alien to hate
Alien to knowledge
Alien to fate
Alien to sanity
Alien insane
Alien to caring
Alien in pain
poem by Poet Dragon
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Rosary
Ring a Ring no Rosary
Standing in a row
Waiting for the hand to fall
God's children take a bow.
Ring a Ring no rosary
Shadow at the door
Sweat around his puffed up neck
Pain upon the floor.
Ring a Ring no Rosary
A whispered word to God
Judies, where's your mercy
From the stripping and the rod.
Ring a Ring no Rosary
Wipe away the tear.
Stained and dirty fingers
Garbing at my years.
Ring a Ring no Rosary
Now the pain is done
Christ upon his alter
Disciples in my Tomb.
poem by Alan Halford
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Train thoughts
You see the train fires our thoughts-
We find a white metallic sky up there,
As though the train itself were the earth
Spinning like a top in cosmic space.
The train’s hoot pierces our awareness.
We then come down from the upper berth
To mundane matters of trivial concern-
Thoughts which are not train thoughts
But home kitchen and patio thoughts
Waiting for inquisitive neighbours to talk
So that we could pick large comic holes.
In the train, between our finiteness and sky
There is another white sky, train sky
Under which several celestial thoughts
Take place in our upturned sleeping faces
It is as though the metal sky does not exist
And we are faced with the Big sky itself.
poem by Jagannath rao Adukuri
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Drunken Wedding
Ring the bell, ring the bell
Don’t forget your diamond ring
Cover the bride, tight the groom
It is spring times calling
Hey, just ring the bell please!
If only love can make you drunk
Then drunk with wine and kisses
No wedding without a bit late of madness
You can sing badly in front your guest
You can dance hot in front your family
And nobody care because they busy with the meal
Hold your hand for the night
Enjoy the flower and perfume
Don’t let your smile freeze
And change my honey lips
Let’s done and over it
Cheers!
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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