Caught in the Web
Caught in the web
I cannot move.
Memory
strains for depleted days
like thunder raging
in distant valleys.
I recall the squalls
that shattered my sky,
the rain that poured spite
and held me in its
violent thrall.
Yet
I may not flee
to what still may be
though intently I peer into
fading western air
to find some sign
of tomorrow’s beauty
or fear.
Thus Hope
wavers and fails
like a pithy stalk
in a ceaseless gale.
poem by Steven Federle
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Tip of My Memory
On the tip of my memory
of a time so distant
sitting at kitchen table
watching my mother.
She was cooking one of her
fine means, as she always did,
remembering how young
she was.
Miss those days of old
when we would just talk
of her telling me of her youth,
now I'm older than she was then.
All of this just on tip of
my memory, so long ago
as days go by, memory fading
away to days so distant.
(4-21-07)
Fading Lights
Another time it might have been so different
Oh if only we could do it all again
But now its just another fading memory
Out of focus, though the outline still remains
Far away, away, fading distant lights
Leaving us all behind, lost in a changing world
And you know that these are the days of our lives
Remember
Like the story that we wish was never ending
We know sometime we must reach the final page
Still we carry on just pretending
That therell always be one more day to go
Far away, away, fading distant lights
Leaving us all behind, lost in a changing world
And you know that these are the days of our lives
So remember...
Another chance hello, another goodbye
And so many things well never see again
Days of life that seemed so unimportant
They seem to matter but to count much later on
Far away, away, fading distant lights
Leaving us all behind, lost in a changing world
And you know that these are the days of our lives
Remember
song performed by by Genesis
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A Black Rose
A Black Rose,
Glistening in the rain,
A sign, a symbol,
An insignia of loss,
It’s the Flower of Darkness,
Lying in wait on this cold winter night,
It represents the beauty of despair,
The grace of defeat,
The feelings we all find hard to bear,
The millions of people that have all loved and lost,
All behind this flower that holds us aloft,
Within its petals we drown our grief,
With its stem we clutch to what’s left of life,
Within its thorns we spite those who have set us so
And within this dark flower we find our peace,
The power to let go and leave the loved lie,
So with this flower we sign our hearts,
We accept our everlasting love,
And move on,
A Black Rose,
Glistening in the rain,
Ill forever love you,
Ill never lose hope,
But until you come back,
Here’s a Black Rose,
For my love…
- The Black Rose
poem by Andrew Rose
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Let It Rain!
Rain! Rain!
Let it rain!
Let the rain wash away the pain.
Furious thunder,
Roaring across the sky.
Releasing her anger,
That was kept inside.
Rain! Rain!
Let it rain!
Let the rain wash off the stain.
Heavy raindrops,
Pouring down to the ground.
Expressing her sorrows,
That was held inside
Rain! Rain!
Let it rain!
Let the nature heal the pain.
Violent wind,
Blowing out of control.
Exerting her power,
That was once withheld.
Rain! Rain!
Let it rain!
Soon there will be no more pain.
Fading Light
Another time it might have been so different
Oh, if only we could do it all again
But now it's just another fading memory
Out of focus, though the out line still remains
Far away, away, fading distant lights
Leaving us all behind, lost in a changing world
And you know that these are the days of our lives, remember
Like the story that we wish was never ending
We know some time we must reach the final page
Still we carry on just pretending
That there'll always be one more day to go
Far away, away, fading distant lights
Leaving us all behind, lost in a changing world
And you know that these are the days of our lives, remember
Another chance hello, another goodbye
And so many things we'll never see again
Days of lives that seem so unimportant
They seem to matter and to count much later on
Far away, away, fading distant lights
Leaving us all behind, lost in a changing world
And you know that these are the days of our lives, remember
song performed by by Genesis
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Day's
Yesterday It has came and gone
Once again secretly it has left us behind
Now all we have is regrets and past wishes
And the many dreams we never did find.
Those days are now part of our memory
While we might think back to why didn't I
But then remorse we will always remember
While we always question ourselves just why.
Tomorrow it will never be here
As tomorrow will always be tomorrow
That is were we put our dreams and our hopes
And where we escape from our sadness and sorrow.
It is the days that we do dread
And the days that we hope and pray to arrive
Where love is held and deadlines our met
But some how they never do survive.
Today is all that we are guaranteed
As we are promised no future or even past
We are here now so we much cherish that
As in the end that is all that might ever last.
We must live and learn by the day
So we must enjoy every second that we live
Never to put off till tomorrow do it today
As today is the only day that we hold captive.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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After The Rain
I try to write a song
But I don't find any word to chant
It's been a long night
And the cold starts to numb my heart
You hold me like shadow
Clouding my mind in silence
And no one there's to help
In the dark I slowly fall
After the rain
What's left remain
For me to care
After the storm
Showed its anger
Will you still stay?
After the rain
Can I see the sun
Tomorrow
After the tears
Of sorrow
Will I grow stronger?
Tell me not to fear thunder
That roars loud shaking the soul
And I will fight it till the end
Though frail hope I've only got
After the rain
Can I stop
This agony pain
After the flood
Will mud restrain
Me to move on
After the rain
Will something be
Finally changed
After the game
Was played
Will we learn to love again?
I want to give you smile
Before it's hidden by another rain
Together we'll stand close
Or is it time for us to say goodbye?
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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I Dont Remember
I got no means to show identification
I got no papers show you what I am
Youll have to take me just the way that you find me
Whats gone is gone and I do not give a damn
Empty stomach, empty head
I got empty heart and empty bed
I dont remember
I dont remember
I dont remember, I dont recall
I got no memory of anything at all
I dont remember, I dont recall
I got no memory of anything
-anything at all
Strange is your language and I have no decoder
Why dont you make your intentions clear
With eyes to the sun and your mouth to the soda
Saying, tell me the truth, you got nothing to fear
Stop staring at me like a bird of prey
Im all mixed up, I got nothing to say
I dont remember
I dont remember
I dont remember, I dont recall
I got no memory of anything at all
I dont remember, I dont recall
I got no memory of anything
Anything at all
I dont remember, I dont recall
I got no memory of anything at all
I dont remember, I dont recall
I got no memory of anything
Absolutely anything at all
I dont remember
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Harlem Rain
R.sambora
The old man down on the corner
Is downing in his pain
I can see the sorrow in his eyes
His tears, the leave a stain
The streets have left him broken
Hes in the final phase
Its been a long hard road
From his glory days.
Theres a tatoo of his sweetheart
Fading on his arm
He talks of painful tragedy
How he lost his lucky charm
His memory is clouded
From the thunder in this vein
Hes vanishing, vanishing gone
In the harlem rain.
Harlem rain coming down
Another shattered soul
In the lost and found
One more night
On the street of pain
Getting washed away by the harlem rain.
On desperation avenue
The devil takes his toll
Where the pushers and the poverty
Slowly claim your soul
When you reached the realization
That you just cant break the chain, no
Youre vanishing, vanishing gone
In the harlem rain.
Harlem rain coming down
Another shattered soul
In the lost and found
One more night
On the street of pain
Getting washed away by the harlem rain (harlem rain).
In your seach for tender mercy
No one seemed to care
The faith that used to be your crutch
Is now your cross to bear
You last yourself so long ago
You dont know who to blame
Youre vanishing, vanishing gone
Vanishing, vanishing gone
Vanishing, vanishing gone
In the harlem rain.
song performed by by Bon Jovi
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Midnight Wolf
Tell me what the rain knows
A distant shadow flickering along a white wall
No one there to make it
Where I go the rain does follow
Midnight wolf of fading shadows
For whom which do you cry?
Why do you follow me?
Why? Please tell me why!
Someday tomorrow the rain will cease to follow
I am the only one that dares to believe
I can only see what other's don't see
Oh midnight wolf of sorrow
You still will always follow
Why are you the only one who believe's in me?
Oh come time tomorrow
The rain again will follow
And I will be the only to see
Oh midnight wolf of sorrow
Come please, please do follow
For we are the only one's who see
That the rain is the knowledge of past and future profits
The profits that only we can see
Midnight wolf that follows
The rain the cries in sorrow
I hope you both will never leave me
So dear midnight wolf of flickering shade
Do tell me what the rain does say
poem by Janelle Morehart
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The Corn-Stalk Fiddle
WHEN the corn's all cut and the bright stalks shine
Like the burnished spears of a field of gold;
When the field-mice rich on the nubbins dine,
And the frost comes white and the wind blows cold;
Then it's heigh-ho! fellows and hi-diddle-diddle,
For the time is ripe for the corn-stalk fiddle.
And when you take a stalk that is straight and long,
With an expert eye to its worthy points,
And you think of the bubbling strains of song
That are bound between its pithy joints —
Then you cut out strings, with a bridge in the middle,
With a corn-stalk bow for a corn-stalk fiddle.
Then the strains that grow as you draw the bow
O'er the yielding strings with a practiced hand!
And the music's flow never loud but low
Is the concert note of a fairy band.
Oh, your dainty songs are a misty riddle
To the simple sweets of a corn-stalk fiddle.
When the eve comes on, and our work is done,
And the sun drops down with a tender glance,
With their hearts all prime for the harmless fun,
Come the neighbor girls for the evening's dance,
And they wait for the well-known twist and twiddle —
More time than tune — from the corn-stalk fiddle.
Then brother Jabez takes the bow,
While Ned stands off with Susan Bland,
Then Henry stops by Milly Snow,
And John takes Nellie Jones's hand,
While I pair off with Mandy Biddle,
And scrape, scrape, scrape goes the corn-stalk fiddle.
'Salute your partners,' comes the call,
'All join hands and circle round,'
'Grand train back,' and 'Balance all,'
Footsteps lightly spurn the ground.
'Take your lady and balance down the middle'
To the merry strains of the corn-stalk fiddle.
So the night goes on and the dance is o'er,
And the merry girls are homeward gone,
But I see it all in my sleep once more,
And I dream till the very break of dawn
Of an impish dance on a red-hot griddle
To the screech and scrape of a corn-stalk fiddle.
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Unleashed Forces
Mad waves crash with vengeance against the harbour walls,
Thrashing, lashing, driven onwards by fearsome squalls.
Frail boats glimpsed at anchor, tethered out on the sea,
Pitching and tossing savagely, close to the quay.
Their sails sorely battered by the constant wind and rain,
Each of them held firmly by a strong iron chain.
Fastened so securely to the deep ocean bed,
Until the violent mighty raging storm has fled.
Natures unleashed forces will go to any lengths,
Striking with powerful and unabated strengths,
Out of control they start to forge their way ahead,
Propelled with robust vigour causing fear and dread.
Leaving devastation behind them in their wake,
Giving such great heartache, when viewed at quiet daybreak.
Mad waves crash with vengeance against the harbour walls,
Making their own landfalls.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Move Along
Go ahead as you waste your days with thinking
When you fall everyone sins
Another day and you've had your fill of sinking
With the life held in your
Hands are shaking cold
These hands are meant to hold
Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
Move along
So a day when you've lost yourself completely
Could be a night when your life ends
Such a heart that will lead you to deceiving
All the pain held in your
Hands are shaking cold
Your hands are mine to hold
Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
When everything is wrong we move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
When everything is wrong, we move along
Along, along, along
When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
[x3]
(Move along)
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
Right back what is wrong
We move along
song performed by by All American Rejects
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Water Music for M lady Chitra
I hear the music of the waterfall.
I am held fast entranced against my will.
It’s ceaseless flowing fluid melody
more potent than the fabled sirens call.
I cannot think nor can I move at all.
Completely absorbed by the symphony
it is as if that time is standing still.
Nothing seems to matter, nothing at all.
I am enraptured by the waterfall
Quite unaware that I’ve duties to fulfil
I think it may be true quite possibly
I’m not averse to being held in thrall.
There is no where I’d rather be
than where I am just listening quietly.
24/06/2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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The Faithful Believers
They want a sign
Any sign
That god exist.
The mother of Christ cries.
False magic.
Their faith depends on it.
Thunder today,
Tomorrow rain
Soon it will be spring.
Yet they go on looking
For a symbol
Blinded by the external
Like god should be
An entertainer.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Sticky Summer Weather
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the take me to tomorrow album, and has also been released on the country roads collection album.
Sticky summer weather always pains me
Its like living beneath a blanket I cant breathe
The days are like an oven the nights forever
Nothing to do not much else to see
Then again, I cant stand the thought of winter
Aint got a fire theres nobody to keep me warm
The night is grey and my coffee tastes so bitter
My memoreis go raging back to storm
Seems like twenty years ago in the springtime
The rain was sweet the wind was cool and clean
I had a girl she was a lady I could talk to
Now its almost like shes never been
Ive been a long time looking for rainbows
Trying to find a way to believe tomorrow
There was a time I think when I remember dreaming
There was a reason I cant find it now
As I recall it almost made my life worth living
It must be hiding like the sun behind a cloud
Ive been a long time looking for rainbows
Trying to find a way to believe tomorrow
Sticky summer weather always pains me
Its like living beneath a blanket I cant breathe
The days are like an oven the nights forever
Nothing to do not much else to see
Like spending a long time looking for rainbows
Words and music by john denver
song performed by by John Denver
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Song Of The Chattahoochee
Out of the hills of Habersham,
Down the valleys of Hall,
I hurry amain to reach the plain,
Run the rapid and leap the fall,
Split at the rock and together again,
Accept my bed, or narrow or wide,
And flee from folly on every side
With a lover's pain to attain the plain
Far from the hills of Habersham,
Far from the valleys of Hall.
All down the hills of Habersham,
All through the valleys of Hall,
The rushes cried `Abide, abide,'
The willful waterweeds held me thrall,
The laving laurel turned my tide,
The ferns and the fondling grass said `Stay,'
The dewberry dipped for to work delay,
And the little reeds sighed `Abide, abide,
Here in the hills of Habersham,
Here in the valleys of Hall.'
High o'er the hills of Habersham,
Veiling the valleys of Hall,
The hickory told me manifold
Fair tales of shade, the poplar tall
Wrought me her shadowy self to hold,
The chestnut, the oak, the walnut, the pine,
Overleaning, with flickering meaning and sign,
Said, `Pass not, so cold, these manifold
Deep shades of the hills of Habersham,
These glades in the valleys of Hall.'
And oft in the hills of Habersham,
And oft in the valleys of Hall,
The white quartz shone, and the smooth brook-stone
Did bar me of passage with friendly brawl,
And many a luminous jewel lone
- Crystals clear or a-cloud with mist,
Ruby, garnet and amethyst -
Made lures with the lights of streaming stone
In the clefts of the hills of Habersham,
In the beds of the valleys of Hall.
But oh, not the hills of Habersham,
And oh, not the valleys of Hall
Avail: I am fain for to water the plain.
Downward the voices of Duty call -
Downward, to toil and be mixed with the main,
The dry fields burn, and the mills are to turn,
And a myriad flowers mortally yearn,
And the lordly main from beyond the plain
Calls o'er the hills of Habersham,
Calls through the valleys of Hall.
poem by Sidney Lanier
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The Song Of The Chattahoochee
Out of the hills of Habersham,
Down the valleys of Hall,
I hurry amain to reach the plain,
Run the rapid and leap the fall,
Split at the rock and together again,
Accept my bed, or narrow or wide,
And flee from folly on every side
With a lover's pain to attain the plain
Far from the hills of Habersham,
Far from the valleys of Hall.
All down the hills of Habersham,
All through the valleys of Hall,
The rushes cried `Abide, abide,'
The willful waterweeds held me thrall,
The laving laurel turned my tide,
The ferns and the fondling grass said `Stay,'
The dewberry dipped for to work delay,
And the little reeds sighed `Abide, abide,
Here in the hills of Habersham,
Here in the valleys of Hall.'
High o'er the hills of Habersham,
Veiling the valleys of Hall,
The hickory told me manifold
Fair tales of shade, the poplar tall
Wrought me her shadowy self to hold,
The chestnut, the oak, the walnut, the pine,
Overleaning, with flickering meaning and sign,
Said, `Pass not, so cold, these manifold
Deep shades of the hills of Habersham,
These glades in the valleys of Hall.'
And oft in the hills of Habersham,
And oft in the valleys of Hall,
The white quartz shone, and the smooth brook-stone
Did bar me of passage with friendly brawl,
And many a luminous jewel lone
-- Crystals clear or a-cloud with mist,
Ruby, garnet and amethyst --
Made lures with the lights of streaming stone
In the clefts of the hills of Habersham,
In the beds of the valleys of Hall.
But oh, not the hills of Habersham,
And oh, not the valleys of Hall
Avail: I am fain for to water the plain.
Downward the voices of Duty call --
Downward, to toil and be mixed with the main,
The dry fields burn, and the mills are to turn,
And a myriad flowers mortally yearn,
And the lordly main from beyond the plain
Calls o'er the hills of Habersham,
Calls through the valleys of Hall.
poem by Sidney Lanier
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Time Decides
an acorn contains the universe,
a moth contains the night.
the flicker and flame
of small twigs burning
returns light to the stars.
the rumble of distant thunder
in every leaf that falls.
a prayer held in every
dropp of rain... a baby
born in the face of
every mountain's movement...
the depth of love raging
beneath the snows of winter....
death, or spring..... time decides....
each has it's own cup!
each has it's own flame!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Hide & Seek
There was a time when there was nothing at al
Nothing at all, just a distant hum
There was a being and he lived on his own
He had no one to talk to, and nothing to do
He drew up the plans, learnt to work with his hands
A million years passed by and his work was done
And his words were these...
Hope you find it in everything, everything that you see
Hope you find it in everything, everything that you see
Hope you find it, hope you find it
Hope you find me in you
So she had built her elaborate home
With its ups and its downs, its rains and its sun
She decided that her work was done, time to have fun
And she found a game to play
Then as part of the game
She completely forgot where shed hidden herself
And she spent the rest of her time
Trying to find the parts
Hope you find it in everything, everything that you see
Hope you find it in everything, everything that you see
Hope you find it, hope you find it
Hope you find me in you
There was a time when there was nothing at all, nothing at all
Just a distant hum
song performed by by Howard Jones
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