Kyoto old-town
lunch in the Old-Town
flown in six thousand miles
to see through a half-open door
him sullen
peeling potatoes
crouched on the red-tiled floor
he sees the bulge of my wings
beneath my coat
and sighs
Kyoto Spring is chilling
as the egg-yolk breaks and fries
poem by STEPHEN BRIAN Brady
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Spring Sunshine
After all the chills and winter blues,
The staying warm and staying in,
Meetings indoors for outside is cold,
Then comes the spring sunshine,
The sun breaks in like a door open wide,
With the burst of sunlight,
That lasting and warm,
Bringing smiles back on peoples faces,
While in the chilling season it brings,
Us all to hibernate and stay in,
Not getting out much as weather is cold,
Until the spring sunshine brings us back outdoors,
It is the time for new growth,
It is the time for new beginnings,
It is the time for buds to bloom,
It is the time for nature to sound its sounds of nature again,
For all the while when we shelter from the chills,
Winter is chilling,
And springs getting ready,
For all the new beginnings,
Brought forth from the old,
Of last seasons blossoms,
Spring will bring new growth from its roots,
And bloom again with spring sunshine rays,
Spring will start again,
And a new year to begin it with,
That starts with first,
The spring sunshine,
Of first days of spring,
That brings the smile back,
To all our faces,
With warm sun rays,
Of spring sunshine.
poem by Ellen Ni Bheachain
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Zen does not confuse spirituality with thinking about God while one is peeling potatoes. Zen spirituality is just to peel the potatoes.
quote by Alan Watts
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Things We Said
By the town where you said you'd still love me
By an ocean just seven miles wide
We could walk across that bridge
Watch the water flow under
Leave all our troubles behind
Well maybe you don't quite remember
Lying there on your living room floor
With your parents over head we went to sneak up into your bed
In the mornings I'd be sneaking out your door
I'd do anything at all to make you happy
Anything at all to see you smile
Well lord knows I tried
But didn't always do right
Take back every tear I made you cry
By the town where you said you'd still love me
By an ocean just seven miles wide
We could walk across that bridge
Watch the water flow under
Leave all our troubles behind
Ah yeah
Five years ago I was much older
Time comes and takes it all away
To have and to hold to death do us part
Leaves me with a thousand things to say
I said sometimes I don't quite remember
What I did to make you leave
With the moon up over head
I lie awake alone in my bed
Without you it's so hard to be me
By the town where you said you'd still love me
By an ocean just seven miles wide
We could walk across that bridge
Watch the water flow under
Leave all our troubles behind
By the town where you said you'd still love me
By an ocean just seven miles wide
We could walk across that bridge
Watch the water flow under
Leave all our troubles behind
song performed by by Nine Days
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Butterfly
You could flap your wings a thousand miles away
Butterfly
A laughing salesman sings
His world so far away
Butterfly
Butterfly
Butterfly
You could take the storm away forever every day
Cause you're mine
And i don't know what to say
You could let my smile disappear for a year
Cause you're mine
That's the only way i like it to be
Butterfly
Butterfly
Butterfly
Butterfly
You could flap your wings a thousand miles away
I'd still feel the pain
I'd still feel the pain
You could flap those eyes a thousand miles away
I'd still feel the way
I'd still feel the way
Butterfly
Butterfly
Here she comes now
Here she comes now
Here it comes now
Here she comes now
Here it comes now...
When we get to the best part
It happens all the time
You tell me all your lies
You tell me all your lies
You get your kicks from seeing me on the floor
Tied to your bed
Tied to the things you said
Butterfly is coming back
Butterfly is coming back
Butterfly is coming back
Butterfly is coming back
Butterfly
Butterfly
Butterfly
Butterfly...
song performed by by Verve
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Thousand Miles of Water
Thousand miles, miles of water,
running down beneath the running sea,
for when the time comes,
for when the time comes,
we will live freely beneath the shy.
an-na-na-na-na-na wowowo
for when i think of you think of you,
you will see what i what i see, and
be with me.
an-an-na-na-na-na wowowo
kiss me now kiss me now,
you will see what i feel..., so
kiss me now kiss me know,
let the fire burn wild and... free, so
run away with me and see what i see.
an-an-na-na-na-na wowowo
Thousand miles, miles of water,
running down beneath the running sea,
poem by Sergio rodz
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The Way I Feel
The way i feel is like a robin
Whose babes have flown to come no more
A tall oak tree alone and cryin'
When her birds have flown and the nest is bare
Now a woman lord is like a young bird
And the tall oak tree is like a young man's heart
Among his boughs you will find her nesting
When the nights are cool she's warm and dry
Your coat of green will protect her
Her wings will grow your love will too
But all too soon your mighty branches
Will cease to hold her she'll fly from you
If i'd wings to fly
I'd follow you
If you'd wait for me
I'd fly away
I'd fly away
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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The Sloth
Her back is an ecosystem,
algaeic and wrapped
beneath a canopy’s sun.
Arms forever up and out
above her head—she is
this tall. No height,
no dangers below,
will blanch the beast;
she sees no fear.
A fall will seldom kill her.
Nun ordained to pliancy,
she’s slowness made devotion.
The monkeys run
right by her, skitter-shows
their onus; harpy hawks
with sudden plucks
plunge, their hunger flown.
It is true she cannot walk
—when basic need or poor luck
grounds her, she’ll have to
pull herself along the muck
of forest floor. So she hangs,
even after life, from branches,
fool-like, face to sky,
her backward-growing
coat a woolish habit.
Even at the tops
of trees, she blends in.
She is cool, and shy seeming;
Her cry’s a sure ai, ai.
The Giant Spider
In the bathroom this evening I saw the largest spider I’d ever seen,
it was the size of a saucer and it must’ve been a king or queen.
Menacingly it stood in front of me and looked me in the eye,
I think it was considering whether I should live or die.
It began tapping one of its front feet against the tiled floor,
I didn’t know what to do, I became anxious and unsure.
The spider licked its lips, as though it had decided what to do,
so I took one step backwards and then quickly another two.
I’m sure I felt the floor vibrate, as it tapped its foot once more,
it then stood in the doorway so I couldn’t get out the door
I considered jumping over it, but remembered that they also leap,
but then my brother walked in, and crushed it beneath his feet.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Red-Tiled Roof
Poets may praise a wattle thatch
Doubtfully waterproof;
Let me uplift my lowly latch
Beneath a rose-tiled roof.
Let it be gay and rich in hue,
Soft bleached by burning days,
Where skies ineffably are blue,
And seas a golden glaze.
But set me in the surly North
Beneath a roof of slate,
And as I sourly sally forth
My heart will hum with hate;
And I will brood beneath a pine
Where Nature seldom smiles,
Heart-longing for a starry vine
And roof of ruddy tiles.
For oh the South's a bonny clime
And sunshine is its life;
So there I'll finish up my time
A stranger unto strife.
And smoke my pipe and sit aloof
From care by miles and miles,
Sagaciously beneath a roof,
Geranium-gay and panic proof,
Of ruby tinted tiles.
poem by Robert William Service
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A glimpse
a glimpse
the half opened door
some would say
a half closed door
it all depends on the
state of mind you are in
well half closed for pessismist
and half opened for optimist
half opened or half closed door
so long as it is open
and not close
a good exercise for the mind
of a story teller, novelist, a film maker
a glimpse at the half closed door
the mind is thrown open
like the kick you would give
a half opened door
so that you and pet cat could
glide through easily
the stories that start coming out
from a glimpse at the half opened door
agatha's murdered corpse lying behind
a stalker, a ghost in the corridor of the mind
from the glimpse of the half closed door
a million possibilities, ideas pouring forth
half closed door, half opened door
whichever way you may say
it is an opened door
a million stories, ideas, possibilities
knock at the door of my mind
a glimpse of the half closed, half opened door
my half closed half opened eyes
open themselves to my ever curious mind
boundless as the universe
inspired by
A Glimpse
A GLIMPSE, through an interstice caught,
Of a crowd of workmen and drivers in a bar-room, around the stove,
late of a winter night-And I unremark'd seated in a corner;
Of a youth who loves me, and whom I love, silently approaching, and
seating himself near, that he may hold me by the hand;
A long while, amid the noises of coming and going-of drinking and
oath and smutty jest,
There we two, content, happy in being together, speaking little,
perhaps not a word.
Walt Whitman
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Escape Of The Worm
when there are no words
from the window
escape through
the door or
make a hole
on the floor
and slip your tiny
self in there
and you crawl out like a worm
into the open
you open your hidden wings and then you fly away where they cannot find you anymore.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Are Friends Electric?
It's cold outside
And the paint's peeling off my walls
There's a man outside
In a long coat gray hair smoking a cigarette
Now the light fades out
And I wonder what I'm doing in a room like this
There's a knock on the door
And just for a second I thought I remembered you
So now I'm alone
And I can think for myself
About little deals and s.u.'s
And things I just don't understand
Like a white lie that night
Or a sly touch at times
I don't think it meant anything to you
So I open the door
It's the friend that I'd left in the hallway
Please sit down
A candle-lit shadow on the wall near the bed
You know I hate to ask
But are friends electric?
Only
Mine's broken down
And now I've no one to love
So I found out your reasons
For the phone calls and smiles
And it hurts and I'm lonely
And I should never have tried
And I missed you tonight
So it's time to leave
You see this meant everything to me
song performed by by Information Society
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White Hat White Coat
To the late doug whalan.... from your daughter.....
White hat white coat and greying in hair
he would dance around the dance floor with plenty of flair
White hat white coat black pants to boot
the men would all say 'silly old coot'
Whitehat white coat and a big friendly smile
when he went to a dance he'd dress in style
White hat white coat and a beat in his feet
it's of to the dance and people to meet
White hat white coat and a scotch on the rocks he'd love to dance
and the men would all mock
White hat white coat asleep at the wheel
he's danced all night 'boy i know how he feels'
White hat white coat have been put to the test
it's time to go home for a well earned rest
White hat white coat clean shirt and socks too
he's all geard up and ready for round two
White hat white coat so tired and run down
close your eyes and dream of your nights on the town
White hat white coat you've seen better days
your torn around the edges and your starting to fray
White hat white coat the time's come for us to part
but always remember ' i love you with all my heart '
poem by Debbie Gregory
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Someday I May Leave You
there will be a time of reckoning
and someday i will have the will to leave
everything like the leaves heaping at the side
of my door, and i will slowly take my
sighs away from the wind beside my window.
do not leave the door half open
for some changes my senses will have no time
for doubts. When i leave, i leave and even if
the monsters and storms in my open sea
shall become unbeatable,
i shall prefer my own sinking
to the deepest part of the ocean
my decent burial grounds.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Woman
If I'd be so inclined to climb up beside you.
Would you tell me that the time just isn't right?
And if I ever find the key you hide so well
Will you tell me that I can spend the night?
Leaving your smell on my coat.
Leaving your taste on my shoulder.
I still fail to understand,
What it is about this woman.
If I could bottle up the chills you give me.
I would keep them in a jar next to my bed.
And if I should ever draw a picture of a woman,
It is you that would come flowing from my pen.
Leaving your clothes on the floor.
Making me walk out the door
And I still fail to understand
What it is about this woman.
Hopelessly melting as I stand next to the sun.
As she burns me, I am screaming out for more.
Drink every drop of liquid heat that I have become,
Pop me open, spill me out onto the floor.
Leaving your smell on my coat.
Leaving your taste on my shoulder.
I still fail to understand,
What it is about this woman.
Leaving your smell on my coat.
Leaving your taste on my shoulder.
I still fail to understand,
What it is about this woman.
song performed by by Maroon 5
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Are friends Electric? 2. 0
Its cold outside
And the paints peeling off my walls
Theres a man outside
In a long coat gray hair smoking a cigarette
Now the light fades out
And I wonder what Im doing in a room like this
Theres a knock on the door
And just for a second I thought I remembered you
So now Im alone
And I can think for myself
About little deals and s.u.s
And things I just dont understand
Like a white lie that night
Or a sly touch at times
I dont think it meant anything to you
So I open the door
Its the friend that Id left in the hallway
Please sit down
A candle-lit shadow on the wall near the bed
You know I hate to ask
But are friends electric?
Only
Mines broken down
And now Ive no one to love
So I found out your reasons
For the phone calls and smiles
And it hurts and Im lonely
And I should never have tried
And I missed you tonight
So its time to leave
You see this meant everything to me
song performed by by Information Society
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Are friends Electric?
Its cold outside
And the paints peeling off of my walls
Theres a man outside
In a long coat, grey hat, smoking a cigarette
Now the light fades out
And Im wondering what Im doing in a room like this
Theres a knock on the door
And just for a second I thought I remembered you
So now Im alone
Now I can think for myself
About little deals
And *issues*
And things that I just dont understand
Like a white lie that night
Or a slight touch at times
I dont think it meant anything to you
So I open the door
Its the 'friend that Id left in the hallway
Please sit down
A candle lit a shadow on a wall near the bed
You know I hate to ask
But, are 'friends electric?
Mines broke down
And now Ive no one to love
So I find out your reason
For the phone calls and smiles
And it hurts
And Im lonely
And I should never have tried
And I missed you tonight
So its time to leave
You see this means everything to me
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Your Smile... Ill Walk A Thousand Miles...
If only you would smile for a little while…
I’ll walk a thousand miles..
Just to see your smile…
I’ll do anything to make you smile just for a while…
Will you smile? ? ?
When your feeling blue…
Give me a clue…
When I see your smile… it reaches inside me for a thousand miles…
When I feel like there’s a thousand knifes inside…
I just remember your smile…
It can mend a thousand times…
Walking a thousand miles just to see you smile
Is soo worth my wild…
Your smile is not wild…
It’s so mild…
Your smile is soo free…
Its easy to see…
Makes my day worthwhile…
Smile for a while…
Hearts will get near…
Words will be dear…
Your smile melts an angry heart…
Such a gentle smile…
Soo just remember to smile…
And ill come from a thousand miles…
By: Tou Yang
Elegy
The page opens to snow on a field: boot-holed month, black hour
the bottle in your coat half voda half winter light.
To what and to whom does one say yes?
If God were the uncertain, would you cling to him?
Beneath a tattoo of stars the gate open, so silent so like a tomb.
This is the city you most loved, an empty stairwell
where the next rain lifts invisibly from the Seine.
With solitude, your coat open, you walk
steadily as if the railings were there and your hands weren't passing
through them.
"When things were ready, they poured on fuel and touched off the fire.
They waited for a high wind. It was very fine, that powdered bone.
It was put into sacks, and when there was enough we went to a bridge
on the Narew River."
And even less explicit phrases survived:
"To make charcoal.
For laundry irons."
And so we revolt against silence with a bit of speaking.
The page is a charred field where the dead would have written
We went on. And it was like living through something again one
could not live through again.
The soul behind you no longer inhabits your life: the unlit house
with its breathless windows and a chimney of ruined wings
where wind becomes an aria, your name, voices from a field,
And you, smoke, dissonance, a psalm, a stairwell.
Anonymous submission.
poem by Carolyn Forché
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Shackled
For so long my lifes been sewn up tight inside your hold
And it leaves me there without a place to call my own
I know now what shadows can see
Theres no point in running less you run with me
Its half the distance through the open door
Before you cut me down
Again
Let me introduce you to the end
And I feel the cold wind blowing beneath my wings
It always leads me back to suffering
But I will soar until the wind whips me down
Leaves me beaten on unholy ground again
So tired now of paying my dues
I start out strong but then I always lose
Its half the distance before you leave me behind
Its such a waste of time
Chorus
cause my shackles
You wont be
And my rapture
You wont believe
And deep inside you will bleed for me
So here I slave inside of a broken dream
Forever holding on to splitting seams
So take your piece and leave me alone to die
I dont need you to keep my faith alive
I know now what trouble can be
And why it follows me so easily
Its half the distance through the open door
Before you shut me down
Again
Let me introduce you to the end
Chorus
Though you know you care
Chorus
And my laughter
You wont hear
The faster
I disappear
And time will burn your eyes to tears
song performed by by Vertical Horizon
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