Haze Machine
Like glycerine and water
becoming the haunting, gray
wisps of ephemera—
in the shadows
that the air has
recklessly clasped—
in the piceous sea
that curbs
the ruching horizon—
we are coetaneously
drifting where
the wind remains.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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An Actress laments
An Actress laments,
Everybody knows
that I shed tears in movie
with glycerine;
But, alas!
Who knows
my heart weeps and shed tears
without glycerine!
I get fame,
but not a happy family.
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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Shadows
The rising of the moon wakes up the shadows
and commands them to emerge from the dark.
The daylight shadows are disappearing fast
with the sparrows the dove and the lark.
As always the light makes way for darkness
as it’s chased from night’s time and space.
The dark shapes seek out those of the light,
at this hour there’s no hiding place.
The shadows of the darkness will not submit,
away from the light they’re there.
Instinctively they wait until it’s eerie
then venture where nothing else dare.
After a night of changing shape and haunting
the shadows themselves feel fear.
The daylight is coming up on the horizon
and the night shadows flee and disappear.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Haunting
(carly simon)
Theres always someone haunting someone - haunting someone
Like an echo in the wind leaves, unreconciled -
Waiting to be picked up and bounced down again on
Listeners ears
Theres always someone haunting someone - haunting someone
And you know who I am
Though I never leave my name or number
Im locked inside of you so it doesnt matter
Theres always someone haunting someone - haunting someone
And you know who I am
Though I never leave my name or number
Im locked inside of you so it doesnt matter
Theres always someone haunting someone - haunting someone
And I cant sleep easy
cause Im afraid of dreaming
And then the memory of the dream
Theres always someone haunting someone
Haunting someone
Haunting someone
song performed by by Carly Simon
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Every Need In Me
I've got to move...
From memories,
Haunting...
Every need in me!
I've got to move.
I've got to move...
From shadows,
And dark places.
I've got to move...
From despairing melodies,
That keep me in such solitude...
And,
Deep dark gloomy moods!
I've got to move.
I've got to move...
To open all closed windows.
And,
I've got to move...
More than two steps away from doors.
Closed within I've been.
And I've got to...
Leave behind memories,
Haunting...
Every need in me!
I've got to move.
I've got to move...
From memories,
Haunting...
Every need in me!
I've got to move.
I've got to move...
From memories,
Haunting...
Every need in me!
I've got to move.
I've got to move...
From memories,
Haunting...
Every need in me.
I've got to move.
I've got to move.
I've got to move...
From memories,
Haunting...
Every need in me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sea Slant
On up the sea slant,
On up the horizon,
The ship limps.
The bone of her nose fog-gray,
The heart of her sea-strong,
She came a long way,
She goes a long way.
On up the sea slant,
On up the horizon,
She limps sea-strong, fog-gray
She is a green-lit night gray.
She comes and goes in sea-fog.
Up the horizon slant she limps.
poem by Carl Sandburg
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The Copenhagen Fiasco
Carbon emissions and hence climate change
Is caused by every nation, developing or developed;
Why developed nations have one target for themselves
And another for the rest of the nations?
Why this discrimination?
Pollution is the result of industrial revolution
Which is started in the west because of which
They became 'developed' and rich;
Now when every nation wants to be hub of industrialization
And part of economy and enjoy fruits of liberalization
Why all these controls and fiasco;
Let subsidies to farmers in some grand unions of nations
And protective measures against free trade amongst nations
By 'rich' nations are withdrawn;
No curbs or controls have been in implementation
All these years and recklessly nature is looted and polluted;
Now wisdom dawns
And curbs only to 'developing and poor' nations;
Is globe the exclusive property of the developed nations
About which they can do according to their whims and fancies
And only the rest of nations must bear the burden;
The highest polluting and carbon-emissions-causing 'rich' nations
Want to dictate the draft for controls
They never feeling part of the controls or curbs
And exclude themselves selectively;
Such uneven world order
Is interesting, amusing, disenchanting and irritating;
Let every one bear the responsibility
Or let the globe warm disastrously;
Selective impositions
Are not implementable
Or welcome
Let the fiasco continue
poem by Varanasi Ramabrahmam
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A Metaphor For Myself.....
early afternoon
i undress and walk towards the water
it is a gray moment
i wade into the water
it is clear
and i can see some fish and
sand at the bottom
i am alone
it is too peaceful away
from everyone
the water is lukewarm
derived from noon
and the shore is too private
to myself
the trees are still and the cottage
has an eye
staring at me from afar
i swim farther, into the depths
floating
there are no seagulls
a ship with a smoke shears the
far horizon
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Leaving You With That to Ponder
You STILL wouldn't 'get it'.
Even IF the directions,
Were drawn using neon crayons
Pointing to the exit...
From a darkened cavern.
To lift you into heights,
Where fresh air aids the thought process.
You still wouldn't get it.
You would wonder 'why' I chose the color 'yellow'.
And you prefer a 'forest green' with a hint of 'blue'.
With wisps of gray to give the image of mist!
And giving that an appearance of dew drifting away,
As the morning Sun rises to sparkle upon the horizon!
And that is why you have been left,
To ponder that decision made.
As the light dims upon your comprehension.
If that is noticed at all!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Heaven's New Day
Cotten candy vanilla fluff
Intermixed with a slate gray
Motion capture ethereal delight
Are the heavens upon this
Easter Day
Wistful breaks of baby blue
Mix and mingle intertwined
Cascading feathery downy wisps
Move gently in breeze motion time
And in the distant horizon
The mauve and pale pink display
Shows a full tapestry of
God's Most Ethereal Eastertide day!
The Clouds Easter Morn In Louisianna
poem by Theodora Onken
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Ocean Canvas
gray shoreline
light blue sea
at the end dark blue
horizon
shadows of trees
on the other side
farther a hazy dot
the island of Apo
a seagull flies
dissolves to the hazards
of distance
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Waterfront
Leave me alone, get out, out of my face
Leave me alone, get out, out of this place
Stop haunting me! stop haunting me!
Stay in the shade, keep out of my way
What do you want of me? how low can you be?
Stop haunting me! stop haunting me!
Just go anywhere the wind blows
Just go anywhere at all
Leave me at the waterfront
Your mouth big as the moon
Youre like a hole for two
You know what I mean when I say
Strange beasts live in you
Stop haunting me! stop haunting me!
Just go anywhere the wind blows
Just go anywhere at all
Leave me at the waterfront
Theres so much dirt you spread
How low can you get, I am so sick of you
You keep coming back
Stop haunting me! stop haunting me!
On the waterfront, on the waterfront,
On the waterfront, on the waterfront
song performed by by Xymox
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Waterfront
Leave me alone, get out, out of my face
Leave me alone, get out, out of this place
Stop haunting me! stop haunting me!
Stay in the shade, keep out of my way
What do you want of me? how low can you be?
Stop haunting me! stop haunting me!
Just go anywhere the wind blows
Just go anywhere at all
Leave me at the waterfront
Your mouth big as the moon
Youre like a hole for two
You know what I mean when I say
Strange beasts live in you
Stop haunting me! stop haunting me!
Just go anywhere the wind blows
Just go anywhere at all
Leave me at the waterfront
Theres so much dirt you spread
How low can you get, I am so sick of you
You keep coming back
Stop haunting me! stop haunting me!
On the waterfront, on the waterfront,
On the waterfront, on the waterfront
song performed by by Xymox
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Morning Walks
morning walks you spend alone
time squandered
without the sun fully shining
you see a gray horizon
feeling the limitless stretch
out there
shadows of trees
foggy mountains and
this sad bird still sleepy
on a branch of a tree
underneath the grasses wilt
and some unknown footsteps
you stop for a while to think
and then you keep on walking
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In Memory...
No one told me the way I should feel
You left an aching heart
Lost and lonely, the feeling goes on
You were the one friend I had
You gave me so much love
Now the tears remind me youre gone
It still haunts me theres a silence
Where you used to be
It still haunts me
Just an empty space in history
It still haunts me
But life must go on, on and on
Its still haunting me
Its still haunting me
Haunting me
Haunting me
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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Mischief Night
Ally Walker, Erica Leerhsen, Daniel Hugh Kelly, Richard Riehle, Charlie O'Connell, Stephanie Erb, Noell Coet, Adam C. Edwards
from Mischief Night (2013)
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Come Dance With Me
Come! Take my hand… and dance with me…..
On terra firma, on a solar breeze brought here by a celestial wind….
In the gentle breeze blowing off the sea-, and the mountains in the eve….
Come dance with me in the Allegro, the Barock and Minuet….
….on intergalactic music eons old, arriving only now, in our quantum space
….on sounds of ancient water streams and waterfalls echoing continuously
….on sounds of oceans and it’s surf of this planet that’s been reverberating for ever
….as if part of our destiny we only now-, somehow mysteriously as if by magic
….we sense, feel and hear it, synchronous with this between us
……this music of terra firma, the cosmos and galaxies,
…and the mystique of eons pasts’ voices of lovers’ gentle whispers floating out there
T’is always been there to enchant travelers and those meandering recklessly
And people like us fools! Adventurous in Love…. And loving
Come! Take my hand…. And dance with me
…and to dance for ever more and always
Please, will you take my hand, my Love…..
Well dance in the shadow of the Namib dunes….
Well dance in the shadow of a huge rock in Orions’ belt….
Well dance in the misty wisps of water under Mount Auxes fall in the gorge below
Come! Let us dance… dance with me ……naked in mind and body
poem by Johan Fourie
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Another bookworm
can you fly
a paper predator
perching from a page
of a book that sells
not even for a dollar
asked the editor addict
armchained armchaired
smoking a Che heroic cigar
its wings them wisps
them wisps of deadly steam
rising up
striking down
to eat up another bookworm
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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For Once, Then, Something
Others taught me with having knelt at well-curbs
Always wrong to the light, so never seeing
Deeper down in the well than where the water
Gives me back in a shining surface picture
Me myself in the summer heaven godlike
Looking out of a wreath of fern and cloud puffs.
Once, when trying with chin against a well-curb,
I discerned, as I thought, beyond the picture,
Through the picture, a something white, uncertain,
Something more of the depths--and then I lost it.
Water came to rebuke the too clear water.
One drop fell from a fern, and lo, a ripple
Shook whatever it was lay there at bottom,
Blurred it, blotted it out. What was that whiteness?
Truth? A pebble of quartz? For once, then, something.
poem by Robert Frost
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Thaw
The rain falls, washing
The soft, downy snow away.
The white ground covers
In gray and swampy puddles.
A chill of an air
Wisps across the thawing land,
Blowing the silence
To the wayside. My window
Soaks, flushed by a tapping stream.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Haunting Forevermore
How should I know?
I am not the one to try for treason!
Hide behind lies and distorted histories.
Create your own symbolic dieties.
And still gluttony and your greed,
Will not set you free.
I am not the one to try for treason!
Live high and mighty on the hog of resources,
You have come to hoard.
But those objects and things you have come to adore,
Will become worthless when they rust.
Dripping like a fine slime to ooze on your front door.
I am not the one to try for treason!
And your own thoughts can no longer be trusted.
With those endless hours and days,
You believed would never betray...
To repay,
Those of you who have 'preyed'.
With a knock you can choose to ignore.
If you wish.
Haunting. Haunting. Haunting forevermore.
Inside your mind and this can not be dismissed.
Never again with an assistance like before.
Haunting.
Haunting.
Haunting,
Forevermore!
I am not the one to try for treason!
'Grandpa? Snap out of it!
Are there anymore 'Gummy Bears' left?
Or not?
That's all I asked! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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