Cats Are
cats are
they come go
accept reject
in independent thought
in secret feline thought
loyal to moments in time
enjoying totally in luxury
exultation of comfort purring
day vision night vision shifts
shifting in time
shifting in mind
shifting in mood
light changes seen through
optical shifts in feline slit eyes
adjusting light sound perception
living moments lapping contentment
changes changes of timeless sleep
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Sonnet to the Moon
Now every leaf, though colorless, burns bright
With disembodied and celestial light,
And drops without a movement or a sound
A pillar of darkness to the shifting ground.
The lucent, thin, and alcoholic flame
Runs in the stubble with a nervous aim,
But, when the eye pursues, will point with fire
Each single stubble-tip and strain no higher.
O triple goddess! Contemplate my plight!
Opacity, my fate! Change, my delight!
The yellow tom-cat, sunk in shifting fur,
Changes and dreams, a phosphorescent blur.
Sullen I wait, but still the vision shun.
Bodiless thoughts and thoughtless bodies run.
poem by Yvor Winters
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Shore bird's reverie
Resigned to the march of nature,
Heedless to the spray
From the steaming wave,
A shore bird roosts brood
On the shore
Rolled by the sand shifting
As the tide shifts:
Some day this planet too,
The earth crust shifting
As universe turns side,
Like wealth and fame
To nothingness sinks.
Pines he not after his wings
Stained by tides
Or his passing original form,
So sunk is he in his only thirst
To drink creation whole,
Casting self out, to become
One with life.
poem by Yoonoos Peerbocus
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Sexy Feline Machine
Shes a funky feline machine
Crazy cat inside a dream
shes a hunny she stings like a bee
your the punk and shes the queen
shes an angel shes a dove
with a taste for a villans blood
packing heat strutting on the street
chew you up and make you meat
sexy feline machine
sexy feline machine
(shes a sexy feline machine)
sexy feline machine
sexy feline machine
(shes a sexy feline machine)
Shes a sexy feline machine
Shes a sexy feline machine
Shes a sexy feline machine
Shes a sexy feline machine
you cant stop her
ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya........
Shes a funky feline machine
Crazy cat inside a dream
shes a hunny she stings like a bee
your the punk and shes the queen
sexy feline machine
sexy feline machine
(shes a sexy feline machine)
sexy feline machine
sexy feline machine
(every thing is not as it seems)
sexy feline machine
sexy feline machine
(shes a sexy feline machine)
Shes a sexy feline machine
you cant stop her
ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya...........
(bow bow bow)
song performed by by Fat Joe
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Twenty Years On
I am young so fast so free so young
for so many many years young endless
eternally young never aging living
so fast time stood still in sky motionless.
I thought that I was young.
I thought my teenage years
were still enduring within me.
As indeed they fever pitch were.
For I was still in my psyche somehow;
absolute emotive adventuring teenager.
To enduring perpetual defining depths;
exhilarating a youthful passionate heart.
I thought that I was young.
I thought my teenage years
were still infusing youthful metabolism.
Lasting from nineteen...; nineteen to (39) .
I did not realize that;
I was getting old could be getting older.
No one could have told me;
that I was mere year by year getting old.
Because then I was happy in mind song
I was not aging time whispered siren now.
I lived moment after moment perpetual
in youth renewal in ageless vision dreams.
Time could not slow mind heart beating
in fever pitch internal rhyme renewal.
Time barely touched shadow moments
spent in fleeting untouchable present.
Until dramatic tragedy struck stilled
swift beating of racing unaging mind
heart living in eternal moments barely
time touched exploded into raw present
age explosion evaporated eternal youth
in a single night of absolute devastation
spider tracks crawled crows feet next to
eyes severe age silvered hair instantly in
a single overnight sleep of storm damage.
Here we are twenty years on.
My room still feels the same.
I’ve just shifted house a few times.
From among several cities flat to flat.
House to house effort restarting life.
Temporal music transforms decades changed.
Retro is sound of soul in vibrant dance years.
Retro is sound unchanged singing songs timeless.
Retro is remix stirring stronger renewing as I.
Retro renews itself into new dynamic soaring song.
Tuning into vigorous spirit of new age eternal renewal.
Full of energy purpose achieving timeless transformation
in seemingly seamless moments of now now as I once did.
Without my dwellingly; noticing missing realizing.
I did not even fully realize; I slipped past age curse.
Until tragedy suddenly; my twenties were forever gone.
I was a teenager only yesterday; doubled age in a day.
Whole years went by; I did not notice previously.
Whole years went by; I did not even really notice.
Time went by; in ephemeral perpetual mind song.
I was busy; song infused in youthful metabolism.
Thinking doing; in moments of own dream vision.
Doing best I could; in flesh flat lined need energized.
Too busy to notice; long wrongs meant to hurt soul.
Doing the best; I could for myself all my fellow man.
Somehow like; legendary sleeping Rip Van Wrinkle.
I went to sleep; one night in perpetual timeless youth.
Woke in a later age; years spent in twentieth century;
dream living; age woke up in the twenty-first century!
Yet somehow ever out of place I still belong in dream song!
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Meditation. for Sonny Rainshine
The shifting blues of soft twilight, precursor to the fall of night.
From palest blue to indigo the colours waver come and go
.No earthly artist though they try can possibly identify
the boundaries between the hues which swirl and blend just as they choose.
Before they’re overtaken by darkness of night that rules the sky
Until the Moons serenity appears on high for all to see.
Here in the quiet countryside I meditate each eventide
Upon the qualities of light which alter with the fall of night.
Though it grows dark I still can see my eyes can work efficiently adjusting to the changing light though colours fade to black and white. An interlude a passing phase which flees before the silver rays
the newly risen moon supplies. Colours return delight our eyes
Though there’s a subtle difference the colours now are less intense
than those seen by the light of day. As if they’re altered in some way
Although I’m forced to recognise this may be due to tired eyes
I’m half convinced against my will that moonlight can and does instil
some new dimension to how we see.Adding some new delicacy
to our perception of the light. Perhaps we achieve clearer sight.
28-Feb-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Cattitude for M'Lady Ernestine
She tells her kittens this and that
Like any feline mother would
and she makes sure they’ve understood
Just what it means to be a cat...
For cats can trace their ancestry
much farther back than humans can
They are superior to man
although humans may not agree.
There was a time when humans knew
the feline race was born to rule.
The race of man was just a tool
cats used to do what they must do.
The menial tasks of every day
beneath a felines dignity.
A cats place was to oversee
that men did their work properly.
But times have changed and now today
Cats are seen by men as pets
but no true cat ever forgets.
That they will rule again one day.
Mean while cats have to rule by guile
A wise cat always gets her way
it is a role cats have to play.
Though cats may vary in their style.
Cats make the men provide our food
and somewhere warm and dry to sleep
Cats do not need to earn their keep.
There is no reason why we should.
That’s what men were created for.
Although they claim authority
they misperceive reality.
They’re born to worship and adore.
Perhaps cats will reward them when
Cats can assume their rightful place
as rulers of the human race.
The wheel is sure to turn again.
8-Feb-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Cat Album - 2
I have an album collection
of moments
stray and deliberate;
each dependent
upon time and circumstance;
friends, years attached and bright shiny faces.
There too
are written
words,
paper clipped
in decade stacks,
categorized
and organized,
they lie
on my mind's desk-
like cats
lounging
languidly.
I stroke them-
old friends familiar;
lapping them up like kitten's milk-
others move arthritically
yet close
preening softly.
My album cat ecology
is witness
all together
and separately;
some mute-
some paper purring memories.
My hands stroke all of them
in these photos
fresh and graying
eliciting from me
sighs
coming to me from down the years.
I think of them all
as cats purring.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Free Write
shifting stars changing seasons
night sky panoramic shedding light
mighty Orion hunting in the horizon
astronomical illumination
faint planets dance naked
revolving before the eye
mind vision extending
across beyond the milky way
the brain linked life in synch
autumn pulsing
leaves celebrate bright colored
confetti upon the concrete
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Nocturne
Indigo bulb of darkness
Punctured by needle lights
Through a fissure of brick canyon shutting out stars,
And a sliver of moon
Spigoting two high windows over the West river….
Boy, I met to-night,
Your eyes are two red-glowing arcs shifting with my vision….
They reflect as in a fading proof
The deadened eyes of a woman,
And your shed virginity,
Light as the withered pod of a sweet pea,
Moist and fragrant
Blows against my soul.
What are you to me, boy,
That I, who have passed so many lights,
Should carry your eyes
Like swinging lanterns?
poem by Lola Ridge
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Cat In Your Arms
When all the darkened drapes of night were drawn,
And mirth has left the room, all cast in gloom,
Except there played a glint, to stay till dawn,
On feline eyes, that spell a rodent's doom;
But oh, how lovely to behold, these eyes,
Which give a sparkle that reflects the light,
But gives away the cat of any guise,
That stalks and purrs, before the jump and flight;
But might these be just tales of mice and men,
And cats, as sound it may to the untrained?
A black cat, they say, is such bad omen,
And all these times, this myth has been retained;
........But cats or men of any color be,
........Behave as fit the other things they see.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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Feline Mind
What wonders would I find,
O friend of mine,
If I were to journey into thy mind,
O friend feline?
Everyday the planets would align.
There would be fish and bird a-plenty and fine.
Eighteen hours of sleep everyday,
and time to groom and eat and play!
A window into the feline world art thine eyes,
where it matters not if something dies.
For life is for fun and games,
but alas! O my friend, thou hast no dame!
poem by Soren Valentine
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Double Vision
Feeling down n dirty, feeling kinda mean
Ive been from one to another extreme
This time I had a good time, aint got time to wait
I wanna stick around till I cant see straight
Fill my eyes with that double vision, no disguise for that double vision
Ooh, when it gets through to me, its always new to me
My double vision gets the best of me
Never do more than I really need
My mind is racing, but my bodys in the lead
Tonights the night, Im gonna push it to the limit
I live all of my years in a single minute
Fill my eyes with that double vision, no disguise for that double vision
Ooh, when it gets through to me, its always new to me
My double vision always seems to get the best of me - the best of me, yeah
Ooh, double vision, I need my double vision
It takes me out of my head, takin me out of my head
I get my double vision, oh, seeing double double
Oh, I have double vision, yeah, Im getting double vision... (to fade)
song performed by by Foreigner
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Shiftng Sands (Love Poem)
Half a million miles a year,
My carry-on is my home.
Living in three shirts, in
Indifferent cold hotels,
In far-away lands is like,
My shifting sands in life,
Until I see you again.
Sometimes I get homesick,
For places I’ve not yet been,
Where I will feel at peace alone,
Everywhere I make my home,
But without you this is like,
My shifting sands of life
Until I see you again.
poem by Ian Beckett
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Empty Canvas
the canvas is juxtaposition
images colour movement time
time shifts in thought shifts
empty mind space canvas
is whatever artist declares
canvas is painted to be
empty canvas is whatever
canvas is painted to be
endless pigment possibilities
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Autumn Changes
This love of ours is gradually fading
Something is wrong, or somebodys faking
Autumn changes
Shifting phases
Autumn changes
Turning stages
Surely something can help to patch it up
Too many nights sitting here waiting
Too many days hoping and praying
Something inside seems to be dying
Most of the time I just feel like crying
Autumn changes
Shifting phases
Autumn changes
Turning stages
Surely something can help to patch it up
Oh yes we can, sure we can
Sure we can, sure we can
Autumn changes
Shifting phases
Autumn changes
Turning stages
Surely something can help to patch it up
Oh, yes we can, sure we can
Sure we can, sure we can
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Beautiful Vision
Beautiful vision
Stay with me all of the time
Beautiful vision
Stay ever on my mind with your beautiful...
Mystical rapture
I am in ecstasy
Beautiful vision
Dont ever separate me from your beautiful...
In the darkest night
You are shining bright
You are my guiding light
You show me wrong from right
Beautiful vision
Stay ever on my mind
Beautiful vision
Stay with me all of the time with your beautiful vision
In the darkest night
I said you are shining bright
You are my guiding light
Show me wrong from right
Beautiful vision
Stay with me all of the time
Beautiful vision
Stay ever on my mind with your beautiful vision
I can make it
I can make it
With your beautiful vision
song performed by by Van Morrison
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After Hours
In the after hours
Slowly shifting down
Last call is over
The sign is turned around
The chairs are on the tables
The drinks are on the house
The talk is on the level
The truth is coming out
Lonesome hounds
Hangin''round
In the after hours
Slowly shifting down
Misery loves company
No need to hurry home
'Cause we're all in this together
We are all in this alone
Lonesome hounds
Hangin''round
In the after hours
Slowly shifting down
song performed by by Pam Tillis
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Slip
Lifting up from this
Balance under pressure shifts
Feel the gears slip
Feel the gears slip
Strain
Nothing ever lifts
Nothing ever lifts
Drain
Nothing ever shifts
Nothing ever shifts
Wiping sweat from battered brow
Dreaded thinking living now
Feel the years shift
Feel the years shift
Strain
Nothing ever lifts
Nothing ever lifts
Drain
Nothing ever shifts
Nothing ever shifts
Again
And I've been here before
Bled
Again
The machine turns out more
Blackened from the dirt
My vision seared and blurred
Here beneath the wheel
My face against the steel
Clutching at the earth
Where is my support
Falling into line
Is losing what is mine
Falling into line
Losing what is mine
Here beneath the wheel
My face against the steel
song performed by by Ultraspank
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Darkness Split Second Broken
Hot summer nights
still air no breeze
no sound yet all sound
universal cosmic sound
resounds through soul
heart of my inner being
playing tunes on threshold
below conscious thought
hearing acute soul perceives
energy pores drum beats vibrating
every atom of flesh quivers
fibres encompassing shell shape
ghost white full moon calls
to all earth children possessed
in receptive melody vision
light flashes upon retina
in darkness split second broken
while moon cloud swims
God takes another snapshot
for our album another flash
every decade captured thus
light plasma haunts moments
God delights in recording
a secret album awaiting soul
at end of destinies journey
soul charge flashes infused
battery powered up tasked
heavy drain usage awaits
predetermined inevitable
events in due series coming
inner purpose of life
discovered realized
listen to soul steps
authority to direct footsteps
was seed soul inscribed to
direct guide searchers feet
in called chosen moments
flashes infuse steal purpose
to awoken be in refinement
wrapped in veils darkness
night has always had too
much power to stir my soul
nature in cobweb moments
in startling scenes captures
imprints vision till needed
creator imprinted flash messages
mind prompts in creation to guide
receptive servants in journey home
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Kiss You Again
Laughing, singing, dancing, enjoying life,
thanks for being so sweet and kind and
brilliant and shiny and inspiring, you are
a bright light unto me, thanks for contri-
buting to my passionate delight with life
Thanks for eternal moments of infinite
love, moments I relive in my life every
time I dance in the sun and sing with
the wind, pure light without spectral
lines, you became a godly being
In the prism of my mind, a pure golden
light of divine inspiration – come, let
me kiss you again…
poem by Louise Tredoux
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