No Boy Scout.
Dick Morcraft said why
don’t you come to the
boy scouts tonight in the
church hall and learn how
to tie knots with ropes and
light fires with two sticks
and how to raise a tent and
in the summer we get to go
out in the wild countryside
and sleep under the night sky
and stars and canvas and sit
round the blazing campfire
singing songs together? and
you said all right and went
along but you got into a fight
with some fat kid who tried
to push you off the ropes and
so the scoutmaster sent you
off home and Morcraft said
next day you should have and
ignored the kid and stayed but
you couldn’t then and never did.
poem by Terry Collett
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Coming Off The Ropes
I'm coming off the ropes
(he's going down)
He thinks I'm beat
I'm coming off the ropes yea
This ain't no retreat
He thinks I'm going down
For sure my head is spinning round
When I straighten up
But I'm going to knock him off his feet!
(Wow suckerpunch!
I'm coming off the ropes
(he's going down)
Yes I'm coming off the ropes
I'm coming off the ropes
He made me angry now
I only need to straighten up
I'm going to show him how
I can hear someone count to ten
Seems like a lifetime,
But I'll tell you when
I know I'm safe down here
So till then, must have been
a lucky swing
Two years ago,
I would have not let him in
I'm coming off the ropes
(he's going down)
song performed by by Chris Rea
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The Robes Which Bind
the ropes which bind the human soul
to the mortal earth are frayed and old
the are made filthy and washed by rain
the storms of times passing
the knots like fists cling tightly
while cracks and holes do nothing
the ropes which bind the human soul
to the mortal earth are frayed
weathered, worn, abused and cut
still, still they hold on regardless
like an indomitable spirit
those fist knots, those woven strands
anchor the soul to the earth
as though life itself depends
the day, the night the heavens above
names of faultless graces written
upon the fabricated strands
perhaps those of the fates themselves
the ropes which bind the human soul
to the mortal earth are frayed and old
but still, still they hold
poem by Matthew Holloway
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After A Dance At Malaga
In Malaga
at the base camp
you danced at some disco
and drank Bacardi
and coke and it was
well into the early hours
of the morning
when you left
with Mamie
tiptoeing between
tent ropes and the unlit
areas between
and she said
I can't find
where my tent is
and you said
I'd let you share mine
but that young army guy
is in mine
and three in a bed
is a bit cramped
but where is mine?
she said
searching around
touching tent ropes
as she went by
you stood watching
trying to decide
where your tent was
what are we to do?
she asked
let's go back
to the club
until it gets lighter
or we remember
where our tents are
you said
but I'm tired
she said
I want to go to bed
and sleep
you searched around
by the hedge of the field
and then said
wait
I know where
mine is now
and you led her
to the tent
and unzipped it
and there inside
was the army guy
fast asleep
you can come in here
if you like
you said
but she just stood there
in the semi dark
cussing into the night
come on in
and be quiet
you said
I want my tent
she said
I want my own bloody tent
ok go find it then
you said
and began to climb inside
wait
she said
in a hushed voice
and came over
to your tent
and looked in
what about him?
she asked
he's asleep
you replied
what will he say
and finds me here?
you gazed
at the sleeping soldier boy
his mouth open
his eyes closed
a soft snore
filling the air
either come in
or go elsewhere
you whispered
I can't
she said
not with him there
and so she turned
and wandered off
into the semi dark
another chance walking off
into the night
some things you hope for
you murmured
never come right.
poem by Terry Collett
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That one star
Remember that summer, i used to lie down on the grass.
In the countryside, i used to watch the stars every night.
Were always lots of stars in the dark blue sky,
Were always rich lightened in the deep sky.
And there was only one star that i liked.
Was in different places everyday night,
But i would find it every time.
And there was one special star that i wondered.
Was the lightest one in my eyes,
But no one else could find it.
That one star stayed in my memories,
That one star is still in my mind.
Too far to catch it,
Too close to run away from it.
Every night it would appear in the sky.
Every day it would disappear in the light.
Someday i couldn't wait for the night.
Then i used to pray for the night to come quickly.
Still i see that one star,
Even on the another side of the earth.
Still i see that one star,
Even in the middle of my dream.
That one star never left me.
That one star never came close.
Just like in the beginning,
Same in the end.
That one star.
That one star.
poem by Sukhee Bukhbat
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That Blazing Light
I don't know where that blazing
Light is coming from
But all I know is that blazing light is
Keeping me up all night long
Every time whenI try to go back to sleep
That blazing light keeps waking me up
Every second
Believe me right now I am getting frustrated with the blazing light
My sleep is very important for me
Without it I can't function at all.
poem by Aldo Kraas
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You're Not The Only One Feeling Sad Tonight
You're not the only one feeling sad tonight
There are others laying low
keeping out of sight
taking their last breaths
Hanging on to threads for dear life
Dealing with abusiveness
Cutting themselves up with a knife
Your're not the only one feeling sad tonight
someone else just turned off their light
someone somewhere is sobbing and crying
someone else is struggling or dying
someone somewhere just quit trying
Somwhere someone just OD'd in their bed
Someone else just dropped dead
You're not the only one feeling sad tonight
Somewhere someone just slammed a door
Gave up on love, just couldn't take it anymore
Somewhere someone just settled a score
Somewhere someone was punched to the floor
Somewhere someone rotted to the core
You're not the only one feeling sad tonight
Somewhere someone just lost a child
Someone somewhere lost it and went wild
Somewhere someone fought their last fight
Somewhere someone felt the empty cold of night
Somewhere someone ate their last meal
Somewhere someone found out evil is real
You're not the only one feeling sad tonight
Sometimes life is dark instead of bright
Sometimes it's lonlieness instead of being treated right
Sometimes it's time to run or to stand your ground and fight
Life is unfair to some and others celebrate with delight
But no matter how low you feel, whether wrong or right,
You're not the only one feeling sad tonight
It's just one round in a twelve round fight
poem by James T. Adair
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She Don't Want Nobody Near
She don't want nobody near
But you can't get away from that
They appear and disappear
And they all get a string attached
Pretty soon they've got you hanging on the line
Pretty soon they're singing one by one, the same old rhyme
They say, "I'm alright, I just can't get home tonight"
She don't want nobody home
Cause it's a little too crowded then
But she don't want to be alone
So they just keep pouring in
Pretty soon they've got her headed for the door
She comes home to find that they're not hanging 'round no more
She says, "I'm alright, you just can't get home tonight"
Don't you wonder what she looks like in the light?
She says "I'm alright, I just can't get home tonight"
Pretty white-washed lies,
endless alibis
and reasons that need cleaning every night
Half a world away
You can't wash away the stain of the deceiving
And the things that you cannot believe
And well, she don't want no one around
Cause she don't want anybody to see
What she looks like when she's down
Cause that's a really sad place to be
Pretty soon she gets them crawling up the walls
Then she wonders why they beg her please to never call
She says "I'm ok, it's alright, hey look who's on TV tonight"
She says, "I'm alright, I just can't get home tonight"
Don't you wonder why it's dark outside at night?
She says, "I'm alright, I just can't get home tonight
song performed by by Counting Crows
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The Ghost Of Tom Joad
Men walkin long the railroad tracks
Goin someplace theres no goin back
Highway patrol choppers comin up over the bridge
Hot soup on a campfire under the bridge
Shelter line stretchin round the corner
Welcome to the new world order
Families sleepin in their cars in the southwest
No home no job no peace no rest
The highway is alive tonight
But nobodys kiddin nobody about where it goes
Im sittin down here in the campfire light
Searchin for the ghost of tom joad
He pulls a prayer book out of his sleeping bag
Preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag
Waitin for when the last shall be first and the first shall be last
In a cardboard box neath the underpass
Got a one-way ticket to the promised land
You got a hole in your belly and gun in your hand
Sleepin on a pillow of solid rock
Bathin in the city aqueduct
The highway is alive tonight
Where its headed everybody knows
Im sittin down here in the campfire light
Waitin on the ghost of tom joad
Now tom said mom, wherever theres a cop beatin a guy
Wherever a hungry newborn baby cries
Where theres a fight against the blood and hatred in the air
Look for me mom Ill be there
Wherever theres somebody fightin for a place to stand
Or a decent job or a helpin hand
Wherever somebodys strugglin to be free
Look in their eyes mom youll see me.
Well the highway is alive tonight
But nobodys kiddin nobody about where it goes
Im sittin down here in the campfire light
With the ghost of old tom joad
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Tonight Is Our Night
Your tent or mine?
The stars are so bright
Your skin so light
Can I hold you tight?
Tonight is our night
Dont be out of sight,
To make love we might,
You, me, above all heights
Two beautiful love makers
Tonight is our night
Your face is so tender,
Your fingers so slender,
To kiss you I render,
Tonight is our night
Touch me there, touch me here
Kiss me there, kiss me here
Making love without fear
Come close, babe come near
Tonight is our night
Babe no talking, just breathing
Touch me there, babe its itching
I wonder, babe its a good feeling
I wonder, maybe a sexual healing
Tonight is our night
In you I gain might,
Today there is no fight,
Babe stay in sight,
Babe give me more light,
Tonight is our night
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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Ghost Of Tom Joad
Men walkin long the railroad tracks
Goin some place, theres no goin back
Highway patrol choppers comin up over the ridge
Hot soup on a campfire under the bridge
Shelter line stretchin round the corner
Welcome to the new world order
Families sieepin in their cars in the southwest
No home, no job, no peace, no rest
The highway is alive tonight
But nobodys kiddin nobody about where it goes
Im sitting down here in the campfire light
Searchin for the ghost of tom joad
He pulls prayer book out of his sleepin bag
Preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag
Waitin for when the last shall be first and the first shall be last
In a cardboard box neath the underpass
Got a one way ticket to the promised land
You got a hole in your belly and a gun in your hand
Sleeping on a pillow of solid rock
Bathing in the city aqueduct
The highway is alive tonight
But where its headed everybody knows
Im sittin down here in the campfire light
Waitin on the ghost of tom joad
Now tom said, mom, wherever theres a cop beatin a guy
Wherever a hungry new born baby cries
Where theres a fight gainst the blood and hatred in the air
Look for me mom Ill be there
Wherever theres somebody fightin for a piace to stand
Or decent job or a helpin hand
Wherever somebodys strugglin to be free
Look in their eyes mom youll see me.
The highway is alive tonight
But nobodys kiddin nobody about where it goes
Im sitting down here in the campfire light
Searchin for the ghost of tom joad
song performed by by Rage Against The Machine
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The Girls at Home
When the daylight fades on the tented field,
And the campfire cheerfully burns,
Then the Soldier's thought, like a carrier dove,
To his own love home returns;
Like a carrier dove -- a carrier dove,
And gleams beyond the foam,
So a light springs up in the Soldier's heart,
As he thinks of the Girls at Home.
When the shadows dance on the canvas walls,
And the camp with melody rings,
'Tis the good old song of the Stars and Stripes,
That the fireside circle sings;
Of the Stars and Stripes -- the Stars and Stripes --
For love of which they roam;
But the final song and the sweetest one,
Is the song of the Girls at Home.
Now the silver rays of a setting moon,
Thru' the lofty sycamores creep,
And the fires burn low, and the sentries watch
O'er the arm-ed host a-sleep;
And the sentries watch -- the sentries watch --
Till morning gilds the dome;
Till the rattling drum shall the sleepers rouse
From the dream of the Girls at Home.
poem by Henry Clay Work
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Half-closed Lids
This nothingness was overwhelming.
When words fail to tell the facts,
only silence talks.
That brutal interrogation of self
to undo the decline, like a
a viper in your home.
The mortgaged glow of stoned infant
in the exiled land, brings
the exodus of shrunken legs.
A shadow survives on the debris
of frozen voices,
sluicing through the cries.
Open the stitches of night.
Death was skirting the prison.
No ropes. No ropes.
poem by Satish Verma
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The Fans
Submitted by: Ladywiz
Before we ever made the headlines
Or toured the concert halls
We survived our share of bar rooms
Stared at many motel walls
The years in Carolina
And all the one night stands
What kept the fires a burnin'
Back then, was you, the fans.
We two stepped out to Texas
Round and round the dance hall floors
Played the fair in Minnesota
I wish we could've played one more
We hope you remember
We're just the boys in the band
And what keeps the fires a burnin'
Is always, you, the fans.
(la da da, da da, la da)
I wish this night could last forever
Ah, but the show must go on
And we'll take home the memories
And we'll leave you with our songs
It's been good to see ya'll
Can we come back again? and again, and again
What keeps the fires a burnin'
In us, Is you, the fans.
As long as you remember, the boys in the band
We'll keep the fires a burnin'
For all of You, our Fans...
song performed by by Alabama
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The Silken Tent
She is as in a field a silken tent
At midday when the sunny summer breeze
Has dried the dew and all its ropes relent,
So that in guys it gently sways at ease,
And its supporting central cedar pole,
That is its pinnacle to heavenward
And signifies the sureness of the soul,
Seems to owe naught to any single cord,
But strictly held by none, is loosely bound
By countless silken ties of love and thought
To every thing on earth the compass round,
And only by one's going slightly taut
In the capriciousness of summer air
Is of the slightlest bondage made aware.
poem by Robert Frost
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Deathblow
Soon as you came in, all the beast went away
They noticed that you're warm, wait till you leave then come back for more...
The ropes hang to keep us all awake and I should have known
As soon as you came in, the agony went away
I noticed what you wore to everything we spoke and more...
And the ropes hang to keep us all awake and I should have known
It only takes one break of your pose to get off
To save our place... home with you... still the same song...
As soon as you came in is when I believe we both crashed course
And the ropes hang to keep us all awake and I should have known
It only takes one break of your pose to get off
And to save our place home with you all
That's all it takes
Well I should have known it's still the same song
song performed by by Deftones
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Ropes Will Turn To Gold
Oh friend!
Last
night
I
searched
the
canyons
of my
mind.
Once
again
expecting
you to
jump
double
dutch.
As in
the
days of
yore.
Two
small
children
together,
laughing,
holding
hands.
I always
allowed
you
to
jump
first.
I
remained
behind
to
adjust
the
ropes
for
you.
Someday
these
ropes
will
turn
to
gold..
poem by Heather Burns
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Katharina
Your first mother has folded you back into her body.
The wind banging the shore like a wet tent,
ropes ready to fly, canvas heavy.
Rain and seawater one. A green sea, broken.
A slice of disbelief tipping, chalk and wet trees.
Seelenlandschaft.
Do not look into the eyes of the morning, nor provoke,
outstretched hands would be a sort of salvation,
but there is little more than
the last falling and an ending.
You will now be rested.
poem by Leslie Philibert
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Satellite News
Sending it all right back
Waiting for heart attacks
Watching the days collide
Changing with the weather
Trying to keep it clear
Slither on broken tears
Searching for ways to cure
Who can make it better?
'Cause you will never keep me down
You could never keep me down
I wanna lift myself up to the sky
Serenade the stars as I pass by
I wanna leave it all, just for a while
I'll be satellite news
I wanna lift myself above the clouds
Cut the ropes around me, you'll see me shine
Shine like the sun
Conditioned compatible youth
TV and comfort foods
Sending back down the news
They're hoping that it's better
You will never keep me down
You can never keep me down
I wanna lift myself up to the sky
Serenade the stars as I pass by
I wanna leave it all, just for a while
I'll be satellite news
I wanna lift myself above the clouds
Cut the ropes around me, you'll see me shine
Shine, shine like the sun
I'll shine like the sun
Shine like the sun
I'll shine like the sun
I wanna lift myself up to the sky
Serenade the stars as I pass by
I wanna leave it all, just for a while
'Cause you will never keep me down
You could never keep me down
I wanna lift myself up to the sky
Serenade the stars as I pass by
I wanna leave it all, just for a while
I'll be satellite news
I wanna lift myself above the clouds
Cut the ropes around me, you'll see me shine
See me shine
Shine like the sun
I wanna lift myself up to the sky
Serenade the stars as I pass by
I wanna leave it all, just for a while
I'll be satellite news
I wanna lift myself above the clouds
Cut the ropes around me, you'll see me shine
Shine, shine like the sun
I'll shine like the sun
Shine like the sun
song performed by by Feeder
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Home Of The Whale
(owen hand)
Caroline lavelle
Oh my love he works upon the sea
On the waves that blow wild and free
He splices the ropes and he sets the sail
While southwards he roams to the home of the whale
And he neer thinks of me far behind
Or the torments that rage in my mind
He is mine for only part of the year
Then Im left all alone with only my tears
All ye ladies that smell of white rose
Thank ye for your perfume to wear on my gold
Thank ye all the wives and the babies that yearn
For the man neer returns from hunting the sperm [whale]
Oh my love he works upon the sea
On the waves that blow wild and free
He splices the ropes and he sets the sail
While southwards he roams to the home of the whale
song performed by by Massive Attack
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Children Playing
Children playing in the street
Dirty face and dirty feet
Skipping ropes and singing songs
This will last all summer long
Fresh air as there playing out
Keeps them fit as they run about
Games they play I know so well
As my journey back to my childhood dreams
Remembering the days no money about
All us kids just played out
Ancient games our parents would play
I still remember to this day
Skipping ropes tug of war
And playing tag I adored
Playing out from dawn to dusk
Happy were we school was done
Dinner time what did we care
With so many friends out there
Mum calls us in its getting late
And homely food on a plate
Slept like a log without a doubt
My energy all burnt out
Just what will tomorrow bring
Our gang is talking about building a swing
These pleasant days I remember well
Because many times in my childhood dwell
To see a smile on a Childs face
The world is a happier place
07 09 2010
Chellaston
poem by Jim O'Donnell
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