Sacred Ghost of My Soul
Piano sunset
And September dreams
Of your yellow dress.
My heart is rolling
Like a runaway wheel
To your heart.
I wish we were climbing
A green country hill
Soft October breeze of childhood
Against my skin.
There was an English rock band
We would get drunk to
And dance beneath the approving moon.
I was always in love
With you pale white face,
Sacred ghost of my soul.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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English Sunset
I want to ride the range
Across those skies of black
I want to see for myself
And see me coming back
And when Ive gone the distance
Ill be making tracks
For an english sunset.
Were on a runaway train
Rolling down the track
And where its taking us to
Who knows where its at
But if we hold together
We can make it back
For an english sunset
We want an english sunset.
I feel the rhythm of the earth
In my soul tonight
May it never fade away
And Ive decided I can live
With humility
And the sad decay
cos thats the english way.
We keep the faith alive
In everything we do
And at the end of the road
We still keep coming through
And though its sad and sorry
What else can we do
Its an english sunset
An english sunset.
I feel the rhythm of the earth
In my soul tonight
May it never fade away
And Ive decided they can wait
For the requiem
We take it day by day
cos thats the english way
I saw the english sunset.
song performed by by Moody Blues
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What Is This Love?
What Is This Love?
What can it mean?
Every time I meet her
I take her by the hand.
In my arms in my thoughts
I hold her, comfort her,
a million times a day.
The words ‘I love you’ are words
that to her I repeatedly must say.
When I am with her I am swallowed
within the haunting, sea green depths,
of her bewitching heart devouring eyes.
My heart my soul within me, my God
above me, tell me our lives, eternally are tied.
The sun shinning upon her golden hair,
the wind softly caressing, the features of her face;
the loving touch of her gentle fingers,
the feel of her lips, her skin, all cause my heart to race.
My soul soars exalted, far above enraptured me,
I dream yet breathe, the surging river of her love;
With her breath, her unspoken words, she guides me,
time mystical electrical, I breathe yet breathe not, the opium of her love.
My heart is sealed like a scented letter
with the magic of a blood red melted wax;
within sacred words are nobly scripted
with my inherent honour code, I attest to every martyred fact;
within my heart, without you, I cannot lie,
I but die, the cruel death of abandonment, a million gutted times a day.
One day carved in stone, upon my tombstone;
these words in gold leaf; you could truly say.
To Louise with love.
Like countless lifetimes
spent I looking for thee.
Coming to you was like
climbing. To the sun.
Your soul has walked with me,
in the best, in all my ways.
Alone I was lost.... (22-37) 1
And of all women
I do confess
Of them all
I love... thee best. (45-48) 2
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
1 Quoted from “In Search Of Starlit love” by Terence George Craddock, written in October 1987.
2 Quoted from “Look Across Time” by Terence George Craddock, written in September 1983 and September 1984.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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White Skin Black Heart
Yeah, whatcha gonna do now, now that you started?
Whatcha gonna do now, now that its done?
The words got out there, they float around and are coming right back down.
You gonna leave us lying here
Dealing with the consequences of a bad sound
Of a bad sound.
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
Whatcha gonna do now, that its spoken?
These words of a habit, have not faded away.
.................... it clear, conscious gets opened like a wound.
If you cant concieve a better line and better times,
Then let silence bury you, in the end.
When you feel it, when you feel it
Youre condemned.
You see, youve lost your strangle on the freedom road! you
Think ........................of something a long time ago! you
[spewed it out you were so] insecure! it was like ............. on
The toilet floor! youre a [nine seat] drunk, ............... and
You say you want something, .......... you heard the rednecks
Roaring for blood and then they wanted more! life was so small, you
Couldnt get enough. you made a start.
White skin black heart
Dripping,
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
Drag your eyes from [aurora] black heart!
White skin black heart
Drag your leg, get outta here [my sight]!
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
You didnt have to start
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
song performed by by Midnight Oil
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Fragment
Moon of leaves,
Moon of the falling leaves,
To you I bring the slippers
of the sun.
That you may dance upon the
floor of sun,
My lady carries sun within her eyes.
Moon of the Unrevealed,
Moon of the gold-encrusted shield,
To you I bring the fragment
of my prayer.
Moon of the crinkled hair,
Tell me, will my lady yield
Eyes and mouth and breasts unsealed?
Will my lady yield?
Moon of the yellow streaked with red,
Moon that the sun would lead to bed,
Moon with the death's head
More than dead,
Why do you frighten the Goddess of Love,
Whose frail white fingers are moving above
The lover's white body lost in his love?
Moon, you are more than dead.
Moon of the ermine loist in the snow,
Moon of the frozen furbelow,
Moon of the nothingness here below,
Moon, you must go.
It is the Sun that tells you so-
Moon, you must go.
And I was dark beneath the moon,
And you were dark beneath the moon,
And we were dark beneath the moon.
Now I am gold beneath the sun,
Now you are gold beneath the sun,
Now we are gold beneath the Sun.
poem by Harry Crosby
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My english letter
When each white moon, her lantern idly swinging,
Comes out to join the star night-watching band,
Across the grey-green sea, a ship is bringing
For me a letter, from the Motherland.
Naught would I care to live in quaint old Britain,
These wilder shores are dearer far to me,
Yet when I read the words that hand has written,
The parent sod more precious seems to be.
Within that folded note I catch the savour
Of climes that make the Motherland so fair,
Although I never knew the blessed favour
That surely lies in breathing English air.
Imagination's brush before me fleeing,
Paints English pictures, though my longing eyes
Have never known the blessedness of seeing
The blue that lines the arch of English skies.
And yet my letter brings the scenes I covet,
Framed in the salt sea winds, aye more in dreams
I almost see the face that bent above it,
I almost touch that hand, so near it seems.
Near, for the very grey-green sea that dashes
'Round these Canadian coasts, rolls out once more
To Eastward, and the same Atlantic splashes
Her wild white spray on England's distant shore.
Near, for the same young moon so idly swinging
Her threadlike crescent bends the selfsame smile
On that old land from whence a ship is bringing
My message from the transatlantic Isle.
Thus loves my heart that far old country better,
Because of those dear words that always come,
With love enfolded in each English letter
That drifts into my sun-kissed Western home.
poem by Emily Pauline Johnson
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I will wear myself in the beauty of you
I wear myself in the beauty of spring
the white flowers put on my skin
the rose petals paint my cheeks
the red of sunset kisses my lips
I wash my face in the crystal water of stream
I wear myself in the beauty of my dreams
the green hopes put into my eyes
the red of my heart kisses my soul
I wash my face among drops of my tears
I will wear myself in all beauty of this world
and come to your heart
as spring
as summer
as autumn
as winter
as your wish
I will wash my face in your tears
I will wear myself in the beauty of you
poem by Ata Augustyn
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White Hat White Coat
To the late doug whalan.... from your daughter.....
White hat white coat and greying in hair
he would dance around the dance floor with plenty of flair
White hat white coat black pants to boot
the men would all say 'silly old coot'
Whitehat white coat and a big friendly smile
when he went to a dance he'd dress in style
White hat white coat and a beat in his feet
it's of to the dance and people to meet
White hat white coat and a scotch on the rocks he'd love to dance
and the men would all mock
White hat white coat asleep at the wheel
he's danced all night 'boy i know how he feels'
White hat white coat have been put to the test
it's time to go home for a well earned rest
White hat white coat clean shirt and socks too
he's all geard up and ready for round two
White hat white coat so tired and run down
close your eyes and dream of your nights on the town
White hat white coat you've seen better days
your torn around the edges and your starting to fray
White hat white coat the time's come for us to part
but always remember ' i love you with all my heart '
poem by Debbie Gregory
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Runaway
Nobody said it would be easy
Nobody gives you guarantees
cos a heart can always be broken
And there can be no loving without tears
Runaway to a place where nobody knows
Runaway gotta let this feeling go
Runaway if I cant find love,
Im gonna runaway
Nobodys looking for perfection
How could they give it in return
But I told my heart to believe you
And you just gave your love to anyone
Runaway to a place where nobody knows
Runaway gotta let this feeling go
Runaway and I dont want to hurt anymore
Though my heart is always aching
If I cant find love,
Im gonna runaway
song performed by by Cher
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Harvest Moon (live)
Come a little bit closer, hear what I have to say
Just like the children sleeping, we could dance the sun away
But there's a full moon risin', let's go dancin' in the night
We know where the music's playin', let's go out and feel the night
Because I'm still in love with you
I want to see you dance again
Because I'm still in love with you
On this harvest moon
When we were strangers, I watched you from afar
Then we were lovers, I love you with all my heart
But now it's getting late, and the moon is climbing high
I want to celabrate, see it shining in your eyes
Because I'm still in love with you
I want to see you dance again
Because I'm still in love with you
On this harvest moon
Because I'm still in love with you
I want to see you dance again
Because I'm still in love with you
On this harvest moon
song performed by by Elliott Smith
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A Portrait
LIKE the sway of the silver birch in the breeze of dawn
Is her dainty way;
Like the gray of a twilight sky or a starlit lawn
Are her eyes of gray;
Like the clouds in their moving white
Is her breast's soft stir;
And white as the moon and bright
Is the soul of her.
Like murmur of woods in spring ere the leaves be green,
Like the voice of a bird
That sings by a stream that sings through the night unseen,
So her voice is heard.
And the secret her eyes withhold
In my soul abides,
For white as the moon and cold
Is the heart she hides.
poem by Edith Nesbit
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Rock 'N' Roll Band (1st Version)
Sitting in the darkest corner
in the candle-light I saw her face
she was looking so sad and lonely
someone help me, someone save me
I could see the look she gave me, oh
oh yeah, and there was one thing only
that I knew I could do
Let's go girl
it's a beautiful place this world
come on baby let's dance
to the rock'n roll band
let's go now
let me show you that I know how
come on baby let's dance
to the rock'n roll band
come on baby let's dance
to the rock'n roll band
You've been sitting there for hours
tryin' to hide behind the flowers now
baby, we could have fun together
come on, cheer up let's get started
no use being broken-hearted now
oh yeah, you're gonna feel much better
yes I know that you will
Let's go girl
it's a beautiful place this world
come on baby let's dance
to the rock'n roll band
let's go now
let me show you that I know how
come on baby let's dance
to the rock'n roll band
come on baby let's dance
to the rock'n roll band
song performed by by ABBA
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Face Of Love
Until tonight
My heart was just half full
Id never known the fruit which fed the soul
But now I see what may put to rest my longing
For I have seen, the face of love
The grace of god, the face of love
In silence I feared my heart
Would remain words unheard
Inside a seperate mess of skin
But now I know that the skin just veils the soul
For I have seen, the face of love
The grace of god, the face of love
So take my hand and knowing
With it I also give my heart
Wanting to never be seperate again
Let eternity begin
If you were flame
Id allow myself to be consumed completely
Were you wind Id wish you to pass through me
But now I know that the skin just veils the soul
For I have seen, the face of love
The grace of god, the face of love
song performed by by Jewel
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Sonnet In Bee Flat
There must be a place (but I've yet to find one)
beneath the Sol-drawn dawn of autumn skies
where cut-throat trout still find the heart to run
and the fullness of Summer's life never dies.
There, as if Earth had changed rotation,
Instead of honey, nature gathers dew
and composes a world without notation.
Unlike the life of old, this work is new.
Despite the nearing gray cold wintry blast,
the twisted fir tree keeps her dreams of green,
of a chamomile welwitschian past,
and buzzing yellow flights of friends less seen.
But bees still dance their flower pollen-aise,
a song of haze gold mid-October days.
(mindbringer,19 October 2009)
poem by Thomas Holderfield
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Pictures Of A City
Concrete cold face cased in steel
Stark sharp glass-eyed crack and peel
Bright light scream beam brake and squeal
Red white green white neon wheel.
Dream flesh love chase perfumed skin
Greased hand teeth hide tinseled sin
Spice ice dance chance sickly grin
Pasteboard time slot sweat and spin.
Blind stick blind drunk cannot see
Mouth dry tongue tied cannot speak
Concrete dream flesh broken shell
Lost soul lost trace lost in hell.
song performed by by King Crimson
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Why Do I Love You
Why do I love you?
Ask why does sunset die
To resurrect
In morning dew.
Why gentle breeze ripples through
Hushed meadow.
Cooling the soul, elations anew.
Why does tempestuous sea
With passion unquenched
Through countless years
Keep faithful
Drenched
-In a beaming moon
With it's heavenly croon.
Why that extra star
That you kindled in my dreams
With feather light kiss
Burns forever it seems.
Why does my heart tremble
At your loving sigh
Give inner warmth
'Til with you I lie.
Love light in my darkness
Your brush so true
To paint a lonely midnight blue.
You kiss my heart
With your thoughts so soft
And your words heal
With their fragrant waft
That bathes my soul
Holds our dreams aloft.
When destiny for us changed hue
Do you still ask why I love you? .
At eternity in whispered ear
I echo
Not long enough to hold you near
-Not long enough my dear.
poem by Kevin East
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Rock Your Heart Out
Got the devil in you
Got the devil in me
Play a dangerous tune
Come on and dance with thee
You got to throw your fists up
Shout your mouth out
Beat the walls down
Got to freak out
Rock your little
Rock your little
Rock your little heart out
(you gotta rock it on down)
Got everything you want
Got everything you need
Dont worry about the cost
Just sell your soul to me
You gotta bring the house down
Beat the drums loud
Bleed your life dry
Climb on lets fly
Rock your little
Rock your little
Rock your little heart out
Rock, rock your little heart out
(rock it on down)
(cut your teeth on this)
You gotta put your foot down
Beat your chest hard
Blow your brains out
Feel her shout loud
You gotta rock your heart out
Rock your heart out
Rock, rock your little heart out
(you rocket of love)
song performed by by AC-DC
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Colors and Rainbows
The wind growls like a wicked heart
Lions prowl the garden
Listen to the sacred forests song
Ambient September unravels the wheel
Baritone poetry hot like coals of divorce
She dates a mannequin
I wait for something that remotely moves me
My dear can you bring me a rainbow?
A night of lust where fragments split the soul
This fire burns like a wounded deer
Chased by wolves
Ravaged by the crowns of Jacobs ladder
The east wind blows
Now I must go like a whaling ship
A star ship
A walk by the ghost Indian village
Sensual diamond night brings no mirth
Trails like orphic legends
Wagner brings the hero to his grave
Time is never a happy ending
Your kiss must have more than time
Can you bring the morning song?
Can the ancient of days shine?
Will your smile bring pearl visions?
Slow ballad where the actors embrace
We hold one another like a desperate famine
Has the plague come to your gate?
The bells are ringing so sadly
Now we record their wails
We share the dead with the soon to be dead
All covered up like Rembrandt painting the night
A dream of angels and trumpets
Serenity in a sea of crystal blue
Yellow vase where the future laughs
Moon of soft orange kisses
Red where your dress brings a storm of passion
Black silk when night is a fire burning the senses
Wedding white and the bride smiles
Green like the earth and garden renewed
Golden gates where time has ended
I have given myself to colors and rainbows
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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New For Old
Bud blisters into life
Stretching for the light
Unfolding radiant green
Upturned palm to the sun
Life seeping in, breathing out
Green, Green so Green
Resurrected hope, so Green
Summer breeze stroking
Branches ebb and flow
Leaves so Green strong now
Fear not wind of change
Mellow summer turns
Green, green, green-yellow
Yellow area of dieing heart
Green lingers no more
Limp transparent yellow
Barely a breeze takes one
Fierce Hyde-like wind now
Cracking and ripping
Wind torn leaves fall
Life chords snapped
Death too early, still Green
Nourishment broken not ended
Seasons build up to tear down
To build up, to tear down
Leaves fall, Green leaves fall
And then some more
Until leaves are falling, falling
Trees and branches revealed
In the x-ray of autumn blast
Winter is coming
Winter is coming
Yellow pale yellow carpet
Beneath the naked tree
Yellow, mulchy brown
Once crisp leaves scatter
Green, yellow, transparent veins
Tired, half dead, leaves lose their grip
Join the autumn rain soaked mound
Providing new life to the roots
Old for new, New for Old
Seeds buried in death
Bring new life in Spring
In the end is the beginning.
poem by Adrian Wait
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O Moon
O moon, large golden summer moon,
Hanging between the linden trees,
Which in the intermittent breeze
Beat with the rhythmic pulse of June!
O night-air, scented through and through
With honey-coloured flower of lime,
Sweet now as in that other time
When all my heart was sweet as you!
The sorcery of this breathing bloom
Works like enchantment in my brain,
Till, shuddering back to life again,
My dead self rises from its tomb.
And, lovely with the love of yore,
Its white ghost haunts the moon-white ways;
But, when it meets me face to face,
Flies trembling to the grave once more.
poem by Mathilde Blind
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A Misty Day
Heart of my heart, the day is chill,
The mist hangs low o'er the wooded hill,
The soft white mist and the heavy cloud
The sun and the face of heaven shroud.
The birds are thick in the dripping trees,
That drop their pearls to the beggar breeze;
No songs are rife where songs are wont,
Each singer crouches in his haunt.
Heart of my heart, the day is chill,
Whene'er thy loving voice is still,
The cloud and mist hide the sky from me,
Whene'er thy face I cannot see.
My thoughts fly back from the chill without,
My mind in the storm drops doubt on doubt,
No songs arise. Without thee, love,
My soul sinks down like a frightened dove.
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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