To Enhance The Vast Spaces
TO ENHANCE THE VAST SPACES
To enhance the vast spaces,
Dark matter and energy
With human dreaming-
Mind and Memory.
From our little planet,
We will try to reach so far-
Our voices will be heard
As every dimming star.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Vast Times And Vast Spaces
VAST TIMES AND VAST SPACES
Vast times and vast spaces
Preceded our being here
Vast times and vast spaces
Will be should we disappear-
Yet our hearts tell us
A revelation from God we be-
And wherever the Universe takes us
We’ll go on for Infinity.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Minimalist Death Cyphers, A Meditation In Nine Rounds
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for Mooky,
not even two hearts
could contain your
great spirit
1
Blue cornflowers
lean forward
Reach again
One hand
What cannot be seen
in spaces between
matters
Sky has no memory
2
Lean forward
One hand
in spaces between
Sky has no memory
3
Reach again
What cannot be seen
matters
4
O ne hand
in spaces between
Sky has no memory
5
What cannot be seen
matters
Blue Cornflowers
reach again
6
In spaces between
Sky has no memory
Lean forward
One hand
7
Sky has no memory
lean forward
One hand
in spaces between
8
Matters
Blue cornflowers
Reach again
What cannot be seen
9
Blue cornflowers
Reach again
What cannot be seen
matters
poem by Warren Falcon
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Enhance Me
Enhance me,
With understanding.
Let 'that' which I know,
Lift me up above restricting shadows.
There to entrap my contentment!
So that I may remain attached to resentment.
And I must not stop,
My growth to contemplate doubt!
I want 'that' out of my mind.
I have come to single it out...
Too much of 'that' has been experienced!
With those indifferent,
And still tossing about!
In anguish.
I wish to dismiss this and let it drift away!
Today.
Enhance me...
To allow acts of comprehension,
Give no immediate attention...
To the intentions I make clear,
And desire to be understood!
Enhance my steps with a calmness of breath.
Enhance me...
Like I can be!
And should.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Yes or No
Hey, is there anybody out there?
Watching from a vast planet or two.
Peering silently from afar,
Inside a tiny twinkling star,
With a giant telescope, to see us through.
Hey, is there anybody out there?
Would they be a friend or a foe.
Finding it difficult to convey,
What they really want to say,
Do you think they'd recognise the word, 'Hello'!
Hey, is there anybody out there?
In that huge colossal universe of blue.
Can they reach here in a day,
From so many light years away,
Could they, creep up slow and then jump out on you.
Hey, is there anybody out there?
Ready to touchdown upon our earth.
Do we welcome them right in,
With a big smile and a grin,
Or scarper quick, for all that we are worth.
Hey, is there anybody out there?
'Yes or No' it could be either one.
It would really then tick off,
The many doubters who all scoff,
If the answer turned out 'Yes' that would be fun.
Hey, is there anybody out there?
Of course it's speculation and surmise.
But out there are boundless spaces,
Quite enough for different races.
And we humans will always be keen to analogize.
Hey, is there anybody out there?
Look my way, please, I'm waving at you!
poem by Ernestine Northover
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A Fact Of My Life
I am always rewinding things
To hear what was missed between
The spaces between the spaces...
Words that were not spoken
Wonderful things never said
But were going through my mind
Like a hard rubber ball
Bouncing between the walls
Of the spaces between the walls....
Echoes reverberate
With incessant sound
Of inarticulate voices...
Incomprehensible
Maddening hollow sounds
Crash against walls of hollow sounds...
Which drive me to madness
Trying to coexist
In a world outside me...
In which hollow sounds
Resound against crashed walls
Of rewinding empty spaces....
That is my life
What else can I say....
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Skyfaring
Drifting through vacant spaces vast of sleep,
One overtook me like a flying star
And whirled me onward in his glistering car.
From shade to shade the wingèd steeds did leap,
And clomb the midnight like a mountain-steep;
Till that vague world where men and women are,
Ev'n as a rushlight down the gulfs afar,
Paled and went out, upswallowed of the deep.
Then I to that ethereal charioteer:
'O whither through the vastness are we bound?
O bear me back to yonder blinded sphere!'
Therewith I heard the ends of night resound;
And, wakened by ten thousand echoes, found
That far-off planet lying all-too near.
poem by William Watson
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Enhanced Awareness
I confess...
I am guilty!
I do exercise,
To enhance my stamina.
I watch my diet,
To enhance health.
I meditate,
To enhance my peace of mind.
And I do the best I can...
To ignore the ignorance
Coming from people like you,
Who seem to enjoy
Seeing my fingers ball into a fist,
Resisting it from splitting your lip!
So yes,
I confess!
I am guilty as charged,
For using enhanced awareness...
To keep me from behind jail cell bars.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We are star stuff, which has taken its destiny into its own hands. The loom of time and space works the most astonishing transformations of matter. Our own planet is only a tiny part of the vast cosmic tapestry, a starry fabric of worlds yet untold. Those worlds in space are as countless as all the grains of sand on all the beaches of the earth. Each of those worlds is as real as ours. In every one of them there’s a succession of incidents, events, occurrences, which influence its future. Countless worlds, numberless moments, an immensity of space and time, and our small planet at this moment — here we face a critical branch point in history. What we do with our world, right now will propagate down through the centuries and powerfully affect the destiny of our descendants. It is well within our power to destroy our civilization and perhaps our species as well. If we capitulate a superstition or greed or stupidity, we can plunge our world into a darkness deeper than the time between the collapse of classical civilization and the Italian Renaissance. But we are also capable of using our compassion and our intelligence, our technology and our wealth, to make an abundant and meaningful life for every inhabitant of this planet, to enhance enormously our understanding of the universe and to carry us to the stars.
quote by Carl Sagan
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My Soul Came Back To Me/Hard Tough Young As I Once Was
MY SOUL CAME BACK TO ME/HARD TOUGH YOUNG AS I ONCE WAS
My soul came back to me
Hard tough young as I once was
A fighting soul
A soul that would never give in
No matter how they tried to torment it into surrender-
My soul back came to me
And once again I thought I could stand against the world
And by being brave
And going out there alone
On my own adventure
Find the Truth as no one else had
And know what no others had known=
But in my soul I know I am pretending
I have seen and known too much
Also of myself-
I am a minor mote of dust in the vast spaces
And with all the pain and power
However hard I press against the distance
I will not touch the other greater worlds-
No, no,
However my mood and my mind
The temper of my soul
The universe will lay me low
And my toughness become only
Someone else who loves me, sad memory.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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But now in this day and age, people are more prone to go out to try new things to enhance their performance on the field - to enhance their physical appearance.
quote by Bo Jackson
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The Empty Spaces Of The Dark Sky
to what shall i compare
my life in this world?
it is my way of saying hello to you
resounding to your door
and rebounding to your windows
passing through your kitchen backdoor
and off into the empty spaces of the vast sky.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Curiosity Spaces Deeply Sought
human
nature
investigates
all
beckoning
spaces
outer space
inner space
time spaces
searching
seeking
reasons
staring
back
in the mirror
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Alas! how little does the memory of these human inhabitants enhance the beauty of the landscape!
quote by Henry David Thoreau
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Empty Spaces
Once there were times love
When we could touch the air between
And out acroos this room
Wed just touch hands life would shine
With electric dreams.
No matter how many miles
Nothing hurt long-distance-hearts
And there was always something there
That space could never keep apart
But now I know inside that something is died
When were apart
All we have are
Empty spaces.
Its not like were building walls
Too hard to climb to make us blind
Its just so much numbing space
To hollow out the heart and mind
And I can hear echoes of ghosts of love
We left behind.
Ill always love april
We fell in love and we planted seeds
But now we walk through fallen trees
And leaves are crushed beneath
And I will always live in autumn
Now were agreed
All we have are
Empty spaces.
Ithought this was meant to be
Our love had an energy
But only as time evolved
And all of our strength dissolved
And well never feel the flame that burned so naked
Again.
I walk through kentish town
And all the rain rain pouring down
So many people here
But space like this Ive never found
And as I get back home and step inside
I realise all I have
All I have are
Empty spaces.
song performed by by Spandau Ballet
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Fresh Voices Heard
Do the fresh voices heard,
Enhance to inspire...
The encouragement of higher consciousness?
Deceit can not seem to smother.
Or have they too been sold,
To silence the old insights.
The ones that frighten sweetened appetites.
With beliefs a release from the past,
Will undo delusions praised to last.
And a comforting with a replacement of truth,
Those with old insights,
Were too quick to strip away...
The selling of misconceptions fresh voices heard,
Will keep pursued.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Love Energy...
I don't believe in distances
I don't believe in spaces
I don't believe in time
I don't believe in borders
cause All I believe
Is in the energy
The energy that transforms
The energy that creates
The energy that projects
The energy that rises
And bring us togather
Cause since I meet you
I become into the Love Energy
fluiding on my veins
giving a reason to my existence
Turning my monotomy
into the Illusion of be loved
And getting us closer
to posses you
from my soul,
from my body,
from my heart...
cause everything I just can say
is that I Love You!
poem by Vilma Xelin
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Why A World
WHY A WORLD
Why a world
So vast so violent so dark so empty
Why all this distance
With so little life?
Why we
In this narrow space of time
On this frail membrane of earth and air?
Why so much else?
And we
We alone
Dreaming of You
Praying to You
Loving You
Fearing You
Not really knowing You.
Why and why again
In this vast seemingly indifferent universe
Are we here?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Road and Hills
I shall go away
To the brown hills, the quiet ones,
The vast, the mountainous, the rolling,
Sun-fired and drowsy!
My horse snuffs delicately
At the strange wind;
He settles to a swinging trot; his hoofs tramp the dust.
The road winds, straightens,
Slashes a marsh,
Shoulders out a bridge,
Then --
Again the hills.
Unchanged, innumerable,
Bowing huge, round backs;
Holding secret, immense converse:
In gusty voices,
Fruitful, fecund, toiling
Like yoked black oxen.
The clouds pass like great, slow thoughts
And vanish
In the intense blue.
My horse lopes; the saddle creaks and sways.
A thousand glittering spears of sun slant from on high.
The immensity, the spaces,
Are like the spaces
Between star and star.
The hills sleep.
If I put my hand on one,
I would feel the vast heave of its breath.
I would start away before it awakened
And shook the world from its shoulders.
A cicada's cry deepens the hot silence.
The hills open
To show a slope of poppies,
Ardent, noble, heroic,
A flare, a great flame of orange;
Giving sleepy, brittle scent
That stings the lungs.
A creeping wind slips through them like a ferret; they bow and dance,
answering Beauty's voice . . .
The horse whinnies. I dismount
And tie him to the grey worn fence.
I set myself against the javelins of grass and sun;
And climb the rounded breast,
That flows like a sea-wave.
The summit crackles with heat, there is no shelter, no hollow from
the flagellating glare.
I lie down and look at the sky, shading my eyes.
My body becomes strange, the sun takes it and changes it, it does not feel,
it is like the body of another.
The air blazes. The air is diamond.
Small noises move among the grass . . .
Blackly,
A hawk mounts, mounts in the inane
Seeking the star-road,
Seeking the end . . .
But there is no end.
Here, in this light, there is no end. . .
poem by Stephen Vincent Benet
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Spaces in spaces,
A ball with compartments,
Disappeared worlds.
haiku by Marieta Maglas
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Implications Of Empty Spaces
some poems
use spaces
of implied emptiness
between the lines
during the reading emptiness
may tug at the subconscious
begging reason intellect rationalists
understanding
to comprehend
messages
in empty spaces
the mind heart soul turns
poem by Terence George Craddock
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