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The Morning Has Not Yet Come

The morning has not yet come-
The darkness is still here-
And yet there is peace and quiet
And a space for thought -

The middle of the night too has its place-
So too the surrounding darkness
In a well- lit room-

Time and Memory also have their place-
All has its place in its time
And all does not when its time comes-

We live and we die
And we do not know why.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Same Place, Same Time

Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time

The coffee’s hot
And the company is good
Conversation flows, as it should
A joke or two
And when all is said and done
We’re right back to where we begun

Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time

These crowded streets
I balance tight roped on the curb
Car screeches past, a scream is heard
De ja vu
Yes I’ve been here before
Time moves slowly as traffic stalls

Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time

Break

It was good
You were sublime
I’m so glad that we spent the time
Time is short
What we have is rare
Love is oxygen with you there

Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time

poem by Colin Coplin
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A Candlestick

darkness sets in our place
and from time to time
we lurk without having
to do anything about it
we wait to a distress
we live in distress
we embrace the darkness

tonight i have decided
to light a candlestick
there shall be no cursing
of darkness no living in
the hopelessness of
its useless embrace

i sit watching its light
and start to scribble some
lines for my poetry about
the triumph of light over
the harshness of darkness.

somehow in the middle of
darkness that we find so hard
to explain and live with
we still have something to
do, to tell, and make a difference
from among those who simply
sleep and snore and then
let go with their lives dying
without having to know
what and where meaning lies.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Witness

Across the desert of the burning dark, a
Darkness which illuminates you,
Theres a place youve always wanted to be,
Whose pleasures always did escape you,
Its always been so out of reach, nothing, so near
Ever felt so far
And now its here within your grasp, a never
Ending burning says it all.
Chorus:
As you drive into the darkness, in front the future
Behind you history
Caught alone in the dark night, do you think
Thats the way its supposed to be.
You dont believe your eyes, cos all they see is
Lies, oh yeah.
You better run from the holy man, the eyes that
Will are set uppon you,
Listen not to verse and prayer, song that thrill
And voices tempt you
The inner flame has fear of death, never, has
Light ever seemed so dark.
Pilgrims of sabbocracy, hear the hounds of
Heaven, as they bark
Chorus
I witness a time and a place that never dies, still
Frozen in time,
This darkness the only place that I can hide, i
Witness, a dream.
Chorus
I witness a time and a place that never dies, still
Frozen in time,
This darkness the only place that I can hide, i
Witness a dream.
Oh, just a dream.

song performed by by Black Sabbath
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Travel to the place...

Travel to the place
Where mind set to peace,
No one can see,
Feel us free.

Travel to the place
Where we can breathe,
Fill our desire,
We wish; we aspire.

Travel to the place
Where we have silence,
Flower of fragrance,
And nature to admire.

Travel to the place
Where we can write,
Lines of rhyme,
At any time.

Travel to the place
Where we have enough space,
Work without race,
No tension on face.

Travel to the place
Where we can dance,
Sing at glance,
Bit of time to romance.

Travel to the place
Where we spread love,
Freedom to serve
And land to move.

Travel to the place
Where we can live,
Of joy and sprinkle its grace,
And do anything, anywhere.

poem by Divyesh J. Shah
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Somewhere

There's a place for us
Somewhere a place for us
Peace and quiet and open air
Wait for us somewhere
There's a time for us
Someday a time for us
Time together with time to spare
Time to learn, time to care
Someday, somewhere
We'll find a new way of living
We'll find a way of forgiving
Somewhere
There's a place for us
A time and place for us
Hold my hand and we're half way there
Hold my hand and I'll take you there
Somehow, someday
Somewhere
Somewhere
There's a place for us
A time and a place for us
Peace and quiet and open air
Hold my hand and I'll take you there
Somehow, someday
Somewhere
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song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Missing You

It's been a while since I saw your smile,
Never seen your face but I felt your grace,
From a distance your gaze,
Your eyes, they warm my heart,
What a great place to start!

In my heart, always,
Always a place for you,
A quiet space,
What a beautiful place!

Lost in time, no rhythm nor rhyme,
Until at last,
We find the peace we deserve,
To live, breathe and to serve,

So when you think of me,
Remember to feel free,
Live life through freedoms door,
Know that I will love you evermore,

I will see you in a quiet room,
A dark corner where you light the gloom,
In a moment of silence, a quiet breath,
Moves us one step further from death,

Sometimes I feel there can be no end,
As long as our hearts mend,
A soul that is your friend,
Then the light of love will know no end.

26 June 2012

poem by David Andre' Klopper
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When time and space and change converge, we find place. We arrive in Place when we resolve things. Place is peace of mind and understanding. Place is knowledge of self. Place is resolution.

quote by Abdullah Ibrahim
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Forgetting......

the hands of time swindle us
just this morning a tight bud loosens
its collars
that morning upon a glimmer
wink of
a second, night folds unfolds like
disco lights

you dance and you dropp your
body

you cling to uncertainties
the hands of time drops you
in the middle of nowhere

and you ask where is this place?
you are right there

but this time your skin
has only bones

your neighbor who once fished with you
in the river
cannot recognize you

you too forget
what time is it what is this place

who am i?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The West Side

SOMEWHERE - West Side Story
There's a place for us, somewhere a place for us
Peace and quiet and open air wait for us somewhere
There's a time for us,
Someday a time for us
Time together with time to spare
Time to look, time to care
Someday, somewhere,
We'll find a new way of living
We'll find a way of forgiving
Somewhere.
There's a place for us
A time and place for us
Hold my hand and we're halfway there
Hold my hand and I'll take you there
Somehow, someday, somewhere.

song performed by by Phil Collins
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The Darkness Outside Is The Darkness Within

THE DARKNESS OUTSIDE IS THE DARKNESS WITHIN

The darkness outside is the darkness within
Night is the most frightening time
And winter the most difficult season
And old age the coldest and cruelest time of life.

And I now in winter in old age in the middle of the night
Write
A small poem of hope
Against the greater darkness to come
The night which does not end
And the cold which goes on forever.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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“Right Place - Right Time” “Wrong Place – Wrong Time”

“Right Place - Right Time” “Wrong Place – Wrong Time”
We all end up there
We believe it’s the right place
We believe it’s the right time
Why do we want it to be the right place?
Why is it always the wrong place?
Why is it always the wrong time?
“Right Place - Right Time” “Wrong Place – Wrong Time”
We are happy when we are in the right place at the right time
Yet when we are in the wrong place at the wrong time
We are lost
We feel like noting
We are sad
We cry
Our feelings getting hurt
Why can’t we be in the right place all the time?
Why can we be in the right time?
“Right Place - Right Time” “Wrong Place – Wrong Time”

poem by Keith Young
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My First Time

My first time I have my own place, ever.
My first time I live alone, ever.
My first time I don't have to take care of
anyone but me, ever.

My first time I have to learn to shop
all over again, for one, ever.
My first time I bought a half of
a galon of milk, ever.

My first time I have to learn how to
cook all over again, for one, ever.
My first time I have to clean my
place up, for one, ever.

My first time I have to learn how
to live alone, ever.
My first holidays I spend without a
child, ever.

My first time I don't have someone
to tuck in, ever.
My first time I don't have someone to say
'Good Night Son or Love', ever.

My first time.
Ever.

poem by Sarah Stites
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The Gathering

There was a gathering of time
in odd spaces.

There was a gathering of spaces
seeking my time, your time, our time.

There was a gathering of the Saving Graces
which bid us to lie down with peace
to bloom in time and space.

This was a gathering of hopes and dreams
in a space, in a time
with an individualized saving grace.

In gathering it seems-
if we come with only our individual sense
of time, space and grace-
we will have not gathered at all
and will have only succumbed to Sweet Ironic Irony.

'Place then' he said
'your eyes upon the Sun
and know that life is such that
sometimes you must be the moon.

'Place then' he said' your hand
knowing your space
sometimes
in life
must be our space or no space at all.'

'How' we all said
'is this trick to be done? '

He said 'no trick. It is the essence of all things
not only to change
but to be in essence
more than one thing;
even to be more than two
at the same time.'

'That is why' he said
uplifting his arm
'we can think two different,
even contradictory things
at the same time.
This is not artifact
but essence.
This is nature-
not mistake.

Who I am;
Who are we
is the same query
and the answer is for both:
both are we
and each is I
for all is multiples;
and Revelation;
there is no
Universal Rule
of Consistency;
we live in multiple multiplicities.

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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To Quiet... To Hold On

Each life needs
It’s own quiet place
Each life needs
To savor joy’s taste
A place where time stops
But for a moment worry is gone
Each life needs to quiet...
To hold on

Floating with the grace
Of the resting fawn
Each life needs to quiet...
To go on

Each life needs
A quiet place where tears can dropp
Where life’s eddies of trouble
Spinning downward
To be changed into joy
Foaming joy, floats to the top
Expanding like bubbles
Beginning to pop

Each life needs to quiet...
To bring their best to the top

It’s where all thoughts come together
Making the connections
In my heart and mind
I travel to this place by reflection

In this quiet place letting go
Can cause tears quite a bit
But like a river
Joy flows right through it

(Inspired by the memory of a weekend stay at the Cascade River after returning from the service.)

poem by Duane Botzek
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Darkness Of...

Darkness is not the darkness of night
it is the darkness of mind and soul.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of discrimination between poor and rich.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of dishonesty.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of aggravate.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is darkness of corruption.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of indiscipline.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of animosity.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of inveterate.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of perjury.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness that we all brought up inside us,
so, light the lamp of light inside you...

poem by Suniya Garg
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In Every Thought In My Brain

The time has come for me to pack up
this memory and take it to a place
where it can rest peacefully.
I believe it's time to take these moments and
place them somewhere they can't overtake me.
The time has come for this memory to set sail,
for it to flow in a different direction.
The time has come for it to be left alone,
for it to be on its own.

poem by Leyla Marin
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Since The Last Time I Saw You

Since the last time I saw you
God has moved another mountain out of my way
Led me to green pasture turned my midnight into day
Placed my feet up on a rock to stay
Since the last time I saw you
God has calmed another raging storm in my life
Led me into safety turned my darkness into light
Now I stand in the power of his might
You would have thought that God already done enough for me
When he took my place at Calvary
But he done so much more and more
Right before my eye's
And I have no other choice
But to stand and testify, stand and testify
Since the last time I saw you
God has worked another wondrous miracle for me
Led me into triumph
Now my blinded eyes can see that Christ the lord
Performs victoriously
You would have thought that he done enough for me
When he took my place at Calvary
But he's done more and more and more every day
He makes a way and he's made a way
Since the last time I saw you things have changed
I'm not the same since the last time

song performed by by Yolanda Adams
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Since The Last Time I Saw You

song performed by by Yolanda Adams
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Unicorn 1

Those who’ve seen one, all give differing accounts;
that’s how it should be. No in-depth video. No coffee-table book.
But the collected book of sightings –
that’s hairs on the back of the neck stuff.
One detail, though, they all agree– it came at just the right time;
although they did not know it at the time;
but time brought truth; as truth brought time.

The place they saw it– now that was surely a surprise;
and so they wonder
how their own hallowed place can not bring further sightings;
forgetting that unicorns are not bound by the same space and time
as we the spellbound are. Their space and time if we could see them
would be like joy and sadness indistinguishable.

By night, they live as unicorns must live
within this world; so that they may live among us
while living free from us; this the law of magic
which to them is natural; it’s said they live at night
by the light of their own horn, that glows like fireflies glow,
light without fire; except that we cannot see that light.
(Scientists may explain this; EM wavelengths, ultra-infra …;
all they, we, really need is taken care of...)

And then by day, they love the quiet places; for
they do not seek us, or seek to show themselves;
but we are drawn to seek their mystery.
For mysteries are not mysteries unless they hide a truth.
Forest glades; among the hills; white amidst the waves;
wherever we are nearest to one in ourselves.

poem by Michael Shepherd
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In Another Place & Time

I cant lie
I was attracted too
Somehow the feelings
Were so strong inside
But Im not free to be
In love with you maybe
Things would be different
In another place and time
And I cant give you
All you want me to
And I know you deserve
The best from me
But I cant give you more
Of all that you long for
I would have loved you
In another place and time
Dreams arent always bound to come true
But thats no reason you should cry
cos I would have loved you
Really loved you
In another place and time
Im hurting deep inside
Just want you to know
Oh, I would have loved you
Oh yeah, in another place and time
Fate cant always be led by you
The time aint right for you and i
In another place and time
In another place and time...

song performed by by Donna Summer
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The Gathering

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