Chandler Park by Talile Ali
it seemed like only yesterday
i would wander thru the tundra
or trample thru the snow
occasionally climbing a tree to take a nap
calling out to a friend
to engage in mind-altering chats
remembering
how it it use to be
for me
in chandler park
with its trees so tall
and its grass so green
where people could always stroll
and embrace a pleasant being
withinn themselves
not on some one else's shelf
remembering
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poem by Talile Ali
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We used to walk hand in hand
I was your friend, your fool, your lover
I was your man
I can see you then
Smiling, looking straight at me
You caught me unawares, I blushed
Lets sit beneath this tree
I cant get over the change in you
I cant get over the change in me
And I keep on remembering the old days
I keep on remembering the old ways
I can recall you running to a sweet shop
You stopped
Bought me something
And you handed it to me
You were my girlfriend then
The first that I ever had
The first that I ever kissed
And the first to make me sad
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I cant get over the change in me
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I keep on remembering the old ways
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I keep on remembering
I keep on remembering
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I keep on remembering
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With the zip up the back
I used to love you like that
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I keep on remembering
I keep on remembering all about you
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Im Still Remembering
Im still remembering the day
I gave my life away
Im still remembering the time
You said youd be mine
Yesterday was cold and bare,
Because you were not there
Yesterday was cold
My story has been told
I need your affection all the way
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Or Ive changed in a way
I try to remain,
Im tyring not to go insane
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Never tainted me
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Just Beyond The Rainbow’s End
There is a green and pleasant land,
where I wish to spend my retiring years.
A land that has tall mountains
that reach up to the sky,
trees tall, green and noble
that stretch across many acres of land,
with cooling streams that flow through the heart
of this green and pleasant land
that lies just beyond the rainbow’s end.
This is where this paradise starts,
a place one day to which I’ll lose my heart.
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and take you in with open arms.
There one day I hope to be
in that green and pleasant land
that lies just beyond the rainbow’s end.
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Not Just Climbing For Me
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The road can get tough and I knew that though
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I climbed for me not telling anyone else why
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Even when the road got tuff and my hands were bleeding
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Then he died and it seemed all was lost
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And it hit me
That I was not just climbing for me but climbing for him and all that he stood for remembering what he told
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And everything we stand for remembering what he climbed for
He climbed for me and God and all of his family
And that's what he told me
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Remembering The First Time
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A seed sprouts and a life is born.
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Stretching your hands to the sky.
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Like you and me, friends.
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and their.
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hardly looses even a last breath of perfume.
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white, ivory white among the rambling greens
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as if, in another moment, she would disappear
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Real Property
Tell me about that harvest field.
Oh! Fifty acres of living bread.
The colour has painted itself in my heart;
The form is patterned in my head.
So now I take it everywhere,
See it whenever I look round;
Hear it growing through every sound,
Know exactly the sound it makes —
Remembering, as one must all day,
Under the pavement the live earth aches.
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Limes all full of the mumbling bee:
So there must be a harvest field
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Hazy and cool, and breathing sweet.
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And all the day, in such a way,
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I've fifty acres in my head.
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Sometimes when I have found a friend
I give a blade of corn away.
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Sycamore Trees....
i don't imagine sycamore trees
we don't have them
i can't imagine the sea-breeze bringing to me
the perfume of your hair
or remembering once that there was spring and that you were with me
not that i do not like spring
but because there is no spring here
and one last thing,
i can't remember you because you are no longer here with me
honestly what for? do i take another dagger and stab my heart again with
it?
how foolish can i be- that is what my friends are telling me.
i don't remember sycamore trees, and i have no plans remembering them.
we don't have it here.
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The Promise (tracy Chapman)
The Promise
If you wait for me then I’ll come for you
Although I’ve traveled far
I always hold a place for you in my heart
If you think of me, if you miss me once in awhile
Then I’ll return to you
I’ll return and fill that space in your heart
Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
I’ll find my way back to you
If you’ll be waiting
If you dream of me like I dream of you
In a place that’s warm and dark
In a place where I can feel the beating of your heart
Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
I’ll find my way back to you
If you’ll be waiting
I’ve longed for you and I have desired
To see your face your smile
To be with you wherever you are
Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
I’ll find my way back to you
If you’ll be waiting
I’ve longed for you and I have desired
To see your face, your smile
To be with you wherever you are
Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
I’ll find my way back to you
Please say you’ll be waiting
Together again
It would feel so good to be
In your arms
Where all my journeys end
If you can make a promise if it’s one that you can keep, I vow to come for you
If you wait for me and say you’ll hold
A place for me in your heart.
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Sunset of Today
He's standing on the shore
Waves lapping at his feet
She's holding his hand
with a gentle squeeze
She's remembering the past
He's thinking of the future
eyes staring, people walking
time slowly drifting, passing
He's asking for forever
She's talking of yesterday
With the waves on their feet
they noticed the sunset of today
Today he said he will change
Today she said will tell him
they won't count tomorrow and yesterday
they will enjoy the sunset of today
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February 24,2009
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The Promise
If you wait for me then Ill come for you
Although Ive traveled far
I always hold a place for you in my heart
If you think of me, if you miss me once in awhile
Then Ill return to you
Ill return and fill that space in your heart
Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
Ill find my way back to you
If youll be waiting
If you dream of me like I dream of you
In a place thats warm and dark
In a place where I can feel the beating of your heart
Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
Ill find my way back to you
If youll be waiting
Ive longed for you and I have desired
To see your face your smile
To be with you wherever you are
Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
Ill find my way back to you
If youll be waiting
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To see your face, your smile
To be with you wherever you are
Remembering
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Your kiss
Your warm embrace
Ill find my way back to you
Please say youll be waiting
Together again
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In your arms
Where all my journeys end
If you can make a promise if its one that you can keep, I vow to come for you
If you wait for me and say youll hold
A place for me in your heart.
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Blessings by Talile Ali
in a fog
for such a long time remembering
how simple the truth is in revealing itself
with out concern for its power or total ownership
the days grow longer with the richness of
time unraveling and conveying
peace of my mind so essential
basking in the light of
reasonable delight is so fulfilling
traveling on what use to be
hurts like hell and yet
so pleasing to be atune
with my sun
in this universe of making
\blessings
for everyone
Copyright © 2009
poem by Talile Ali
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