Pollution
Befuddled and be gone
In a creation went wrong.
One lonely star in the deepest night
Bedecked in it's twilight,
The masked words of an ancient song-
The shinning sun at noon
Goes dark without a tune.
While the moon still comes around
Hoping to be found,
As the wild wind blows all into dunes-
Birds won't fly
In an empty sky.
For there is no air
Above a land completely bare,
Where all have left to die-
It's the world we've got
Filled with rot.
The way of mortal man
Changes the original plan,
And all that was, is not-
It may, we pray, come clean in the end
With help from a higher friend.
Still the blue sky goes gray
Awaiting that day,
And the poets beg for help, in the messages they send-
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Play Me
Written by: neil diamond
She was morning
And I was night time
I one day woke up
To find her lying
Beside my bed
I softly said
Come take me
For Ive been lonely
In need of someone
As though Id done
Someone wrong somewhere
I dont know where
Come lately
You are the sun
I am the moon
You are the words
I am the tune
Play me
Song she sang to me
Song she brang to me
Words that rang in me
Rhyme that sprang from me
Warmed the night
And what was right
Became me
You are the sun
I am the moon
You are the words
I am the tune
Play me
And so it was
That I came to travel
Upon the road
That was thorned and narrow
Another place
Another grace
Would save me
You are the sun
I am the moon
You are the words
I am the tune
Play me
song performed by by Neil Diamond
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The Maiden Speaks
oh dear knight, cried the maiden
carrying a creamy white dove
take me to my love
to the land of dreams
where i can bathe
in the glow of moon beams
to the land of wishes
to the land of poets
where there is a sea, of colourful fishes
where every man is a king
the birds continuously sing
the sky is always crispy blue
the sun is my love, yes it's true
in this land of perfection
o' the greatest of creation
my heart is filled with anticipation
my soul yearns for this delight, this elation
we will dance all night doing the tango
dear knight with you i wish to go
to the land of the greatest of poets
poem by Rachel Nichols
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Never Ending Blue
I've been up
And I've been down,
I've been here and there
And all around-
I've played harmonica in the band
In the key of R&B,
And through it all
This ol' world looks a bit different to me-
Now, it could just be tainted
In my cloudy colored view,
For it seems I'm forever filled
With a never ending blue...
The world never slows
Everyone on the go,
So fast
To be so low-
But, time she's no friend of mine
She'll rule you and fool you,
Warp your mind, and leave you behind-
For time, it's true, like me (and maybe you)
Is also filled with a never ending blue-
The gray clouds they will come
And try to kill the sun,
but, that old sun she's clever
Ain't no way to keep her dark forever-
The mad moonlight at night
Shines like gold,
Try to pick it up
And it all turns to mold-
Those lies told as if true,
Leaving me filled
With a never ending blue-
During this darkness
Air burns and breathes like fire,
Smokes and smells
Of that ancient stench, sulfur-
Only in the light
Can the air come clean,
And turn away from
All that's low down, dirty and mean-
But, even the daylight
Has it's own hue,
Perhaps at times also bearing just a bit,
Of that same, never ending blue-
For even the sun
Must set,
Giving us to know
There are more dark times coming yet-
Those times will arrive
Right on cue.......
Coming to fill me
With that old never ending blue-
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Feeling So Bitter in My Lonely Bedsitter
It's an ill wind that has blown
And it blows no good to anyone;
A chilling fear has spread to heart and bone,
I can hear the cildren cry, the old men groan,
But in the deep of night
My little cat jumps on my bed
And I am not alone,
I have some solace.
I pray for those other souls,
They're reaping from some evil seed they've sown,
They wander in a barren land,
It's comfortless, they could not understand
My luck, the little furry friend
Who chases empty fears
Away, and drinks my lonely tears.
God send
Relief to those who have no friend
Like I do.
Courage comes in the strangest places.
This is my prayer's end.
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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The Star Of My Night Sky
When I Look Above
A Day Another
The Stars Shinning with a Subtle love
But there is star that shines Brighter than anyother
Kept M Wandering What is This star....
The Night sky is my Life
The Moon Is My Best Friends and My Family
That Cherishes Me Daily
The Stars are My Memories
Dissappearing Day After Day
Forgetting your chidhood
which was filled with play
But Still I think of That one Star At Night
That shines so so Bright
and which I have no clue...
But Then It Struck to me it was....You
This star was the one that changed me
brought my life to a new level completely
Brightened my World Every Day
But this Star
poem by Kavin De Silva
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Ode to a Twilight Sky
Ode to a Twilight Sky
By: Adam M. Snow
To bear witness to the beauty above,
to know it's everything one could love.
With the sights of the twinkling lights,
hiding their days, not their nights.
They dance around the sun and moon,
dances to a glorious Heaven's tune.
They will fly throughout the twilight sky,
we hurry to make a wish as they fly by.
We lie on the grass and connect the dots,
fantasy never ends for we know there's lots.
We could try and count them all one by one,
but there are some things that could never be done.
All stars can be seen at night yet one during the day
how glorious it is to see them riding the Milky Way.
To wish upon the first star we see at night,
and to dance under a glistening moonlight.
Repose, gracefully dreaming to a single star,
beyond this universe to a whole new land afar.
Dreaming of leaving this world and flying to the moon,
and coming home before all clocks strikes noon.
This twilight sky with the moon and star's exquisite,
yet we dream to the stars and moons to visit.
We stare at the stars wondering which is Heaven,
for want of the stars, this world wouldn't be liven.
To sing to a child, 'Twinkle, twinkle little star.'
yet we still wonder, 'What they truly are? '
From the sky, one by one they shine down,
onto us and lighting a darkened town.
Some longing to catch a star once fallen,
to put into a locket so it wouldn't be stolen.
We all try to look beyond them all,
yet some waits for the night to watch them fall.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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A Song For All Day
A rollicking song for the morn, my boy,
A rollicking song for the morn:
It's up and out with a laugh and shout,
While the bright sun circles the world about,
And the dew is on the corn, my boy,
The dew is on the corn.
Barefoot, brown, with trousers torn,
It's up and out with the morn.
A jolly good song for the noon, my boy,
A jolly good song for the noon:
It's out and away where the wild woods sway,
And the wind and the birds have a holiday,
And whistle an oldtime tune, my boy,
And whistle an oldtime tune.
Healthy, happy, a heart of June,
It's out in the woods at noon.
A wonderful song for the eve, my boy,
A wonderful song for the eve:
The sunset's bars and a trail of stars,
And the falls of the creek a mine of spars,
Or a weft of crystal weave, my boy,
A weft of crystal weave.
Hungry, tired, with nothing to grieve,
It's home again at eve.
A lullaby song for the night, my boy,
A lullaby song for the night:
When crickets cry and owlets fly,
And the house-hound bays the moon on high,
And the window-lamp shines bright, my boy,
The window-lamp shines bright.
A drowsy kiss and a bed snow-white,
And a lullaby-song for the night.
poem by Madison Julius Cawein
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Tombestone
The night is dark, the moon is full
Across the blood red plain
Every step and every breath
Brings me nearer home
The spirits watch me on my way
They whisper on the wind
And when the dawn lights up the sky
Ill see my land again
A hot wind blows the scrub and dust
Across the barren land
Trees stand bare like skeletons
The mountains all torn down
The water holes are dry as bones
No birds are singing now
And faraway a city stands
Tombstones against the sky
song performed by by Pogues
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Tombstone
The night is dark, the moon is full
Across the blood red plain
Every step and every breath
Brings me nearer home
The spirits watch me on my way
They whisper on the wind
And when the dawn lights up the sky
I'll see my land again
A hot wind blows the scrub and dust
across the barren land
Trees stand bare like skeletons
The mountains all torn down
The water holes are dry as bones
No birds are singing now
And faraway a city stands
Tombstones against the sky
song performed by by Pogues
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Lonely.
Lonely on the land I walk
Lonely are the nights
Lonely are the days
Lonely and empty.
A lonely star in the night sky
Alone in the walks of life
A lonely day
A lonely tear falls down.
I am lonely and I am scared
Only one star graces the blue sky
As lonely as me.
Hold my hand.
I feel lonely, very lonely.
Marisa Taylor
poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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A Noon Song
There are songs for the morning and songs for the night,
For sunrise and sunset, the stars and the moon;
But who will give praise to the fulness of light,
And sing us a song of the glory of noon?
Oh, the high noon, the clear noon,
The noon with golden crest;
When the blue sky burns, and the great sun turns
With his face to the way of the west!
How swiftly he rose in the dawn of his strength;
How slowly he crept as the morning wore by;
Ah, steep was the climbing that led him at length
To the height of his throne in the wide summer sky.
Oh, the long toil, the slow toil,
The toil that may not rest,
Till the sun looks down from his journey's crown,
To the wonderful way of the west!
Then a quietness falls over meadow and hill,
The wings of the wind in the forest are furled,
The river runs softly, the birds are all still,
The workers are resting all over the world.
Oh, the good hour, the kind hour,
The hour that calms the breast!
Little inn half-way on the road of the day,
Where it follows the turn to the west!
There's a plentiful feast in the maple-tree shade,
The lilt of a song to an old-fashioned tune,
The talk of a friend, or the kiss of a maid,
To sweeten the cup that we drink to the noon.
Oh, the deep noon, the full noon,
Of all the day the best!
When the blue sky burns, and the great sun turns
To his home by the way of the west.
poem by Henry Van Dyke
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Creation’s Witness
Gazing at the sun each day, and the stars in the twilight way,
Followed by the moon each night, giving off its lesser light,
Every one suspended in place, by God’s Power and Grace,
Fixed by God, up in the sky, as God’s witness to every eye.
All this was only a small part, of God’s Creation at the start,
He parted waters by command, creating both seas and land,
Above the land He called sky, filling it with creatures that fly,
And in the seas you will find, fish and creatures of that kind.
With vegetation, the land’s filled, just as The Lord had willed.
The land He put creatures too, far different than me and you,
For the pinnacle of God’s plan, is when He had created man,
And created in the image of, The Creator, who reigns above.
All this is God’s created proof, and reason He alone is Truth,
The Creation that man denies, believing that he alone is wise,
But, this is part of Satan’s plan, to deceive the heart of man,
Having man dismiss the Creator, he’ll then not seek a Savior.
But all will be without excuse, when by God asked to choose,
In regards to their salvation, offered by The God of Creation,
For even the creation moans, waiting for God and God alone,
From the curse to be freed, as He comes with His redeemed.
(Copyright ©02/2008)
Where Are the Birds of Wenzhou, Bei Bei
‘The skies are empty and grey at dawn,
They’re empty and brown at noon,
Where are the birds of Wenzhou, Bei Bei
Deep in the afternoon?
Even at dusk when the air is still
Or the cool breath heaves from the sea,
I wait for the beat of wings then, Bei Bei
Rushing to comfort me.’
‘The birds were once when the paddy fields
Ran down by the river tides,
When the sky was blue and the air was clean
And the trees reached up to the stars.
The birds were here when the skies were clear
No buildings blocked the view...’
‘But where are the birds of Wenzhou, Bei Bei
Why have they gone from you? ’
‘They left when the smog came rolling in
And the insects died on the ground,
When the grass turned white and the acid rain
Caused all the trees to drown.
They left when the river turned yellow mud
And the fields died under the road,
When men built towers of thirty floors,
They left the town in droves.’
The skies are empty and grey at dawn,
They’re empty and brown at noon.
‘The birds of Wenzhou took their nests
And travelled to old Hangzhou.
They went to live by a wondrous lake
That tales will tell, is blue...’
‘Where are the birds of Wenzhou, Bei Bei...
Have they forsaken you? ’
8 November 2005
poem by David Lewis Paget
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Jungle Telegraph
Mama had a epidural
Hoping I would be a girl.
The night was black, the sky was blue
The darker clouds are showing noon
I heard screaming, the doctor shouts,
Didnt give in,
I came out.
And here I am.
I found my way, down the street.
Chicken hawks, filled with meat.
The man was big, the gun was loaded,
She had cash, but never showed it,
I heard screamin, bleeding throat
And baby I got on that boat.
And here I am.
Now Im up here in the trees
Shaking off the bugs and fleas
The days are long, the sun is beatin
He says (it says) I dont die with you
Send me some lovin
Send me some lovin
Send it now
Send it by giraffe, on jungle telegraph
song performed by by Eels
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Mistral
Mistral
Strong wind to end winter
With that I’ll paint city full of color
To spring theme
To the blue sea…to the blue sky…
Further…higher…
I’ll forget the land I trust so far
Because you suddenly come
In front of me that walking plain
When two winds meet
That wind twirl makes my eyes spin
Like merry-go-round on the sky
Mistral
Blue wind spring caller blows to the sea
I can fly to the sky
Because you throw my weakness
After passing this season
Blow again mistral
Further…higher…
To the blue sea…
To the blue sky…
Further…higher…
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Anemos Cries With The Wolf
The lightening clashes in the sky
thunder roars
rain crashes to the ground
dark clouds consume the all
a cursive wind blows
critters take warning
Luna has vanished
midnight is upon us
wind chimes sing
leaves dance in the wind to their tune
the anemoi are displeased
their howls echo
the wind has a mind of it's own
It calls to me
guides me
a wolf crawls from his den
as untamed as anemos
he cries to the moon
Sol soon begins to rise
breathless and tired
the wolf stumbles back to his den
and awaits another moonless night to sing his lonely song
poem by by unknown author
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Sure/go to cali/have fun/bring me back/a silver gun/
let me shoot/a hole in the sky/give the moon/another
eye/so I can see/deep inside/in the place/where all
time hides/where people go/after their gone/and love
without love/still marches on/to the tune of a different song/
to the tune of a different song/miss me when your gone/
to the tune of a different song
you left your heart/in san francisco/getting down at the
disco/when she walked up/too your hand/danced you
down/danced you down/when you land/land on me/you see me/
I'm off the wall/against the wall/I can't call/you can't hear/above the
noise/above the sound/she dances you up/she dances you down/
I grab my coat/and then I'm gone/ to the tune of a different song/
to the tune of a different song/miss me when I'm gone/to the tune
of a different song
the holiday covered in snow/now you're back/where'd you go? /
you got a number/she give you her's/was it hot/ what've you got/
did she take your breath away/what have you got to say/did she take your
breath away/on the beach/in the sun/on the sand/on the run/ in the heat/
in the cold/what have you got left to hold/she took your hand/but now she's gone/
and here I stand/life goes on/to the tune of a different song/to the tune of a different
song/miss me when I'm gone/to the tune of a different song
A New Star
Orbison dees
The evening sun is falling that old blue moon is calling
My guardian angel in the sky came through
To help all my dreams come true theres a new star.
Theres a new star coming tonight, theres a new love burning
So bright for a new star of love is born between the earth and sky
For you and i.
Theres a new star
The moon was dull, the sky was cold and gray
There were no stars to light my lonely way
And then I traced the lovelight in your eyes
To a new star twinkling in the sky burning bright, day and night
Now Im alright, now were together, lovers forever
A new star, a new star to light our way
Theres a new star burning for us, theres a new world turning for us
Theres a new star sparkling in the sky.
Theres a new star shining somewhere and we know the reason why
Theres a new star way up there for a true love
A new star for our love will never die.
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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The Mocking-Bird
In mirth he mocks the other birds at noon,
Catching the lilt of every easy tune;
But when the day departs he sings of love,--
His own wild song beneath the listening moon.
poem by Henry Van Dyke
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Them Cool Green Leaves
Them cool green leaves
That comes around
When spring breezy breeze
Is again here found
And night becomes like day
With its reddish sky
When song birds sing and play
In the twilight high
Them cool green days
When a heart beat's found
With playing soft haze
To the earth all bound
And the dark night's stray
Has said its goodbye
When love is okay
And blue is our time's sky
Refrain
Just listen to the songs
That flow so smoothly on
The many sing-alongs
Those never from life are gone
Every tune that fills the air
With beautiful tender plays
And we together share
In many different ways
Them Cool Green Leaves
That comes around
When spring breezy breeze
Is again here found
And night becomes like day
With its reddish sky
When song birds sing and play
In the twilight high
Refrain
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(There are over 50 different texts written on this poem, this one made now, as I was listening…[will be revised later on, perhaps] I hope you enjoy it; -)
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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