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Dissolving Into Ghost

At dinnertime,
I softly gaze out the window
Into the evening turning black.

I eat my food slowly
And never turn backwards
To let my eyes
Roam into the lonely bedroom.

I’ve spent years alone
Dissolving into ghost;
I don’t want to see a book
Resting at the head of the bed
Where once a woman slept.

poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Lonely Hours

Lonely hours
spent
watching the rain
like tears
on the window pane.

Lonely hours
wishing
you were here with me
as I gaze
over another cup of tea.

Lonely hours
spent
alone, crying
dying slowly
because you are gone.

1979

poem by Penni Currie
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Foiled Again

Sitting up once again...In my bedroom
Shaking hand holds ugly head...In my bedroom
Wish I may wish I might...In my bedroom
Have this wish I wish tonight...In my bedroom
[Chorus:]
At night when you turn out the light, think of me, smile and feel all right
And when you lay your head down to sleep, may I be the one who fills your dreams...
Are you lying wide awake?...In your bedroom
Are you trying to fall asleep?...In your bedroom
Cuz your not thinking about me...In your bedroom
If you were you'd wish those thoughts would leave you...In your bedroom
[Chorus:]
At night when you turn out the light, you wonder what it was you thought you liked.
And you ask yourself what did you see, In an idle hollow fool like me
I'm not the one who fills my dreams...

song performed by by Eve 6
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You See.

You see the way she looked
when father died.

That lost
in a dark maze gaze;
that emptied
of being stare,
still there
years later
as could be expected
of a devoted wife.

Could see
in her eyes
worlds set ablaze
and burnt out
leaving just gutted ruins
where love had been
and lived and slept.

You see the way she studied
the roofs of houses
from her window
of her lonely room;
grey tiles and skies
with mists and gloom.

You see her now
mind gone
to dementia’s claim;
hardly remembering
a face or place or name;
but still that lost look
that drowning
in a maze of words
in some dark
foreign language book.

poem by Terry Collett
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The Keys of Morning

While at her bedroom window once,
Learning her task for school,
Little Louisa lonely sat
In the morning clear and cool,
She slanted her small bead-brown eyes
Across the empty street,
And saw Death softly watching her
In the sunshine pale and sweet.

His was a long lean sallow face;
He sat with half-shut eyes,
Like a old sailor in a ship
Becalmed 'neath tropic skies.
Beside him in the dust he had set
His staff and shady hat;
These, peeping small, Louisa saw
Quite clearly where she sat -
The thinness of his coal-black locks,
His hands so long and lean
They scarcely seemed to grasp at all
The keys that hung between:
Both were of gold, but one was small,
And with this last did he
Wag in the air, as if to say,
"Come hither, child, to me!"

Louisa laid her lesson book
On the cold window-sill;
And in the sleepy sunshine house
Went softly down, until
She stood in the half-opened door,
And peeped. But strange to say
Where Death just now had sunning sat
Only a shadow lay:
Just the tall chimney's round-topped cowl,
And the small sun behind,
Had with its shadow in the dust
Called sleepy Death to mind.
But most she thought how strange it was
Two keys that he should bear,
And that, when beckoning, he should wag
The littlest in the air.

poem by Walter de la Mare
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Son Of A Poor Man

Hometown lady, leavin for the city
Bags in hand, shes boardin the train
Her last look through the window, I saw her eyes were as red as mine
I waved goodbye but I cant believe shes leaving.
But a woman cant be high-class
In a lonely farmers town
And the son of a poor man
Aint gonna turn your head around
But if you ever get lonely
Just pick up the telephone
And the son of a poor man will bring you home.
Maybe soon Ill see her on some television show
Painted lips and fingers singing for the world
A fashion plate for sure dancin for your plastic world
Call me up if you can but if not well Ill understand
But a woman cant be high-class
In a lonely farmers town
And the son of a poor man
Aint gonna turn your head around
But if you ever get lonely
Just pick up the telephone
And the son of a poor man will bring you home.

song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
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Think About Me

You take a lot of chances with your feelings
No one really knows what you feel
Fixing is the only way youre dealin
You turn your pretty head and think its real
[chorus]
Oh, you
(you)
You take it so slowly
And your eyes look so lonely
But its only when you think about me
Oh, yeah
When you think about me
Think about me
And I got ahead
Dont let me speak
And you got a secret I cant keep
You see a little stranger in your mirror
The guy you never knew is what you fear
[chorus]
And all you want is something I cant be
All you want from me is what you need
And now Im saying I dont know
You take it so slowly
And your eyes look so lonely
But its only
(but its only)
Oh, you
(oh, you)
You take it so slowly
And its only
(and its only)
bout me
When you think about me
Think about me
Oh, when you think about me
Oh, yeah
When you think about me
(oh, yeah)
Think about me
Yeah, when you think about me

song performed by by Goo Goo Dolls
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When The World Is Running Down

Turn on my V.C.R.
Same one I've had for years
James Brown on the T. A. M. I. show
Same tape I've had for years
I sit in my old car
Same one I've had for years
Old battery's running down
It ran for years and years
Turn on the radio
The static hurts my ears
Tell me where would I go
I ain't been out in years
Turn on the stereo
It's played for years and years
An Otis Redding song
It's all I own
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
Plug in my M.C.I
To exercise my brain
Make records on my own
Can't go out in the rain
Pick up the telephone
I've listened here for years
No one to talk to me
I've listened here for years
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
When I feel lonely here
Don't waste my time with tears
I run 'Deep Throat' again
It ran for years and years
Don't like the food I eat
The cans are running out
Same food for years and years
I hate the food I eat
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around

song performed by by Police
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Hearts A Lonely Hunter

Theres a fog upon the skyline
Clouds my view
And the citys cold and lonely
Without you
And so I set out upon the highway
Bound to leave your memory behind
And the praire wind it chills me to my bone
And the hearts a lonely hunter all alone
And the fields are rollin softly
Across the plane
And my eyes can see forever
Through the pourin rain
I could have sworn I heard your sweet voice callin
Bout a mile past the county line
It was only just an echo, in my soul
And the hearts a lonely hunter all alone
Drivin past the state line
Change my state of mind
Suddenly a free born man
Headin for a small town turn
Turn my life around
No one has to understand
Without a past, to tie me
To my shadow
And to the last, Ill run my life
Alone, alone
Now the sun is beatin softly
On my skin
And at last I feel emotion
Beating deep within
And for the first time I know for certain
I can leave that girl behind
And I cast a giant shadow as I roam
And the hearts a lonely hunter,
Hearts a lonely hunter
The hearts a lonely hunter
All alone
All alone
When youre all alone
All alone
When youre all alone

song performed by by Survivor
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Ghost Behind My Eyes

There is person living in my head
She comes to visit every night in bed
I fight the demon, but it just wont fall
The voices in my dungeon starting to call
The spiders dancing on the wall
Suicide of love we could have had it all
And it is you, you are the ghost behind my eyes
The ghost that tells me lies
The princess of the dark has made my mind home
My haunted head and her wont leave me alone
She dances on my heart with fire in my soul
I hate that feeling when Im loosing control
The spiders dancing on the wall
Suicide of love we could have had it all
And it is you, you are the ghost behind my eyes
The ghost that tells me lies
I wish to God that I could sleep
Again, oh peace again
And wake up from this nightmare
Free again
Free again, oh me again
There is a woman in my head
She comes to visit every night in bed
The spiders dancing on the wall
Suicide of love we could have had it all
And it is you, you are the ghost behind my eyes
You, you are the ghost behind my eyes
You, you are the ghost behind my eyes
Behind my eyes
The ghost behind my eyes

song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne
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Turning Blue

With the ease of a practised smile
The tears of a crocodile
Well shake then wash your hands
Of the smell of foreign land
The propaganda woman said
It might be worse you could be dead
Now weve an impressive show
Lets wind it up and watch it go
Still a strange thing to me
Is theres no place Id rather be
Rollercoasting backwards to
Up and down and turning blue
No pie in the sky
For the small man gets smaller
But a poke in the eye
From an unwelcome caller
Still a strange thing to me
Is theres no place Id rather be
Rollercoasting backwards to
Up and down and turning blue
Policemans eyes on overload
A fractured island might explode
A million pieces washed ashore
From disneyland to warsaw
Lets have a rehearsal run
An underground holiday in the sun
Take time to sit and reflect
A white wall where the sun collects
Still a strange thing to me
Is theres no place Id rather be
Rollercoasting backwards to
Up and down and turning blue

song performed by by Madness
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Dream Lover

The flowers outside my window
whose perfume scents the air
with a sweet sensation
as I lay on my bed.
They waft through the window
by a cool summer breeze
as I lay is soft perfusion
while around my light
moths begin to play.
My eyes are heavy
as sweet dreams call,
swirling around my head
while with my dream lover
my heart begins to fall.
The stars embedded in the night sky
like thousands of jewels
resting gently on black velvet.
I begin the dance with my dream lover
while moonbeams play around at our feet
as slowly in the darkness
I am captured by sleep.

6 September 2008

poem by David Harris
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Her Bum

‘Does my bum look big in this? ’ She glared.
I gulped and stared upon the floor.
I must escape; the bedroom door
Was open. ‘Run! ’ my senses cried.
But I was numb – nerves were fried!

‘Well? ’ She scowled. I sought a subterfuge.
‘It’s absolutely huge! ’ I thought –
But how to tell her that–? A short
And blighted life she’d wreak on me.
And so to Wife, on bended knee

I prayed ‘Oh please release me from this hell! ’
She gave a yell: ‘So is it big? ’
I looked again – a mammoth rig
Was hanging down – but how to say?
An honest man would surely pay!

I stuttered ‘Err... well, yes it’s nice.’
Her voice was ice: ‘But in this? ’
I tried diversion with a kiss.
‘I love you’ also burbled out – but
I was heading for a rout.

I drew a breath. ‘Be a man! ’ I growled
Inside this howling, quaking head.
‘Well actually love, ’ and now I’m dead,
‘It’s colossal – a real whopper... ’
The bedroom shook; I couldn’t stop her.

I daren’t publish anymore…

Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Black Magic Woman

Credits
Music/ Lyrics: Peter Green
Lyrics
Got a black magic woman
Got a black magic woman.
I got a black magic woman
Got me so blind I cant see
That shes a black magic woman
Shes tryin to make a devil out of me.
Turn your back on me baby
Turn your back on me baby.
Yes, dont turn your back on me baby
Stop messin round with your tricks
Dont turn your back on me baby
You just might pick up my magic sticks.
Got your spell on me baby
Got your spell on me baby.
Yes you got your spell on me baby
Turning my heart into stone
I need you so bad - magic woman
I cant leave you alone

song performed by by Santana
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Zoom-in

Snow flowers in the midst of lonely night,
Lonely moments wrapped in the mist,
The walkway, lit with the dim light of moon,
Cold and black road at
The gate of deserted house,
A forlorn voice, clings desperately to the window,
Doorsill, drowned in an unknown fear,
Everything, bewildered andspeechless,
Weary and desolate,
A lone candle on the table,
With the head thrown back
Eyes, fixed at the door.
Coffee cup on the table, cold and quite,

Distressing thoughts, daydreams and I,
A lonely book, in my cold lap and I.

poem by Amjad Islam Amjad
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When The World Is Running Down, You Make The Best Of Whats Still Around

Turn on my v.c.r., same one Ive had for years
James brown on the tammy show,
Same tape Ive had for years
I sit in my old car, same one Ive had for years
Old batterys running down, it ran for years and years
Turn on the radio, the static hurts my ears
Tell me, where would I go? I aint been out in years
Turn on the stereo, its played for years and years
An otis redding song, its all I own
When the world is running down
You make the best of whats still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of whats still around
Plug in my m.c.i, to excercise my brain
Make records on my own, cant go out in the rain
Pick up the telephone, Ive listened here for years
No one to talk to me, Ive listened here for years
When the world is running down
You make the best of whats still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of whats still around
When I feel lonely here, dont waste my time with tears
I run deep throat again, it ran for years and years
Dont like the food I eat, the cans are running out
Same food for years and years, I hate the food I eat
When the world is running down
You make the best of whats still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of whats still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of whats still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of whats still around

song performed by by Sting
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When The World Is Running Down, You Make The Best Of Whats Still Around

Turn on my vcr
Same one Ive had for years
James brown on the tammy show
Same tape Ive had for years
I sit in my old car
Same one Ive had for years
Old batterys running down
It ran for years and years
Turn on the radio
The static hurts my ears
Tell me where would I go
I aint been out in years
Turn on the stereo
Its played for years and years
An otis redding song
Its all I own
When the world is running down
You make the best of whats still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of whats still around
Plug in my mci
To excercise my brain
Make records on my own
Cant go out in the rain
Pick up the telephone
Ive listened here for years
No-one to talk to me
Ive listened here for years
When the world is running down
You make the best of whats still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of whats still around
When I feel lonely here
Dont waste my time with tears
I run deep throat again
It ran for years and years
Dont like the food I eat
The cans are running out
Same food for years and years
I hate the food I eat
When the world is running down
You make the best of whats still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of whats still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of whats still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of whats still around

song performed by by Police
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Half A World Away

This could be the saddest dusk
Ive ever seen
Turn to a miracle
High alive
My mind is racing
As it always will
My hand is tired my heart aches
Im half a world away here
My head sworn
To go it alone
And hold it along
Haul it along
And hold it
Go it alone
Hold it along and hold, hold.
This lonely deep sit hollow
Im half a world
Half the world away
My shoes are gone
My life spent
I had too much to drink
I didnt think
And I i didnt think of you
I guess thats all I needed
To go it alone
And hold it along
Haul it along
And hold it
Blackbirds backwards forwards and fall and hold hold.
Oh this lonely world is wasted
Pathetic eyes high alive
Blind to the tide that turns the sea
This storm it came up strong
It shook the trees
And blew away our fear
I couldnt even hear
To go it alone
And hold it along
Haul it along
And hold it
To go it alone
And hold it along
Haul it along
To go it alone
And hold it along
Haul it along
And hold it
Blackbirds backwards forwards and fall and hold hold.
This could be the saddest dusk
Ive ever seen
Turn to a miracle
High alive
My mind is racing
As it always will
My hands tired my heart aches
Im half a world away and go.

song performed by by REM
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Gold-tipped Boots, Black Jacket & Tie

Im banered and bruised. I got lines I cant use.
My head wont deliver. well, Im sold down the river.
But Im turning again.
Yes, 'n Im turning again.
Well, Im turning again.
And Im turning again.
Wearing gold-tipped boots, black jacket and tie.
Well, Ive been second to none:
This horse was ready to run.
Now Im has-been and used:
Disarmed and de-fused
But Im turning again.
And Im turning again.
Yes, 'n Im turning again.
Im turning again.
Wearing gold-tipped boots, black jacket and tie.
Im egg over-easy
And Im washing-up squeezy.
Appliance for sale:
Fat wind in my sail
And Im turning again.
Yes, 'n Im turning again.
Well, Im turning again.
Yes, 'n Im turning again.
Wearing gold-tipped boots, black jacket and tie.
Well, Im turning again.

song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Cry Softly Lonely One

Joe melson/don gant
Cry softly lonely one
It's over, it's said, it's done
Don't let your heart break down
He's not the only one
So you're blue
And lonely too
Don't fall apart
And when the teardrops start
You can cry;cry to me girl
Cry;cry to me girl
I'll be standing by
I will dry your eyes
But for now, cry softly lonely one
Cry softly lonely one
Your heartaches have just begun
And though they linger on
Carry on, be strong
You're baby's gone
Left you alone
But i'll stand by you
On the long nights through
You can cry, cry to me girl
C'mon and cry, cry to me girl
Don't cry all alone
Baby from now on
You can run to me;come to me
You can cry to me
Tonight and forever,lonely one

song performed by by Roy Orbison
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A Woman

this must be a woman
, she is supposed to be an old woman
in her ragged..printed cotton cloth..plain...cheap
but clean
she is carryı ng something in her big heavy sack
on shoulder
it must be valuable for her
what is it
no one knows
no one guesses
but it must be something
she is weary of carrying...may be her life
but what is it
how old is she
spring is near..ahead
some trees are early blossommed

look at the plum tree over there
in her bridal
the woman looks at some dry bushes
some flowers are already bloomed
will the bushes green too
the old woman cannot sigh even her grief
oh...anatolı an woman
how many troubles you bear
is it the end ofthe green road now
though you are alone
you coped wı th them
you were just there
sitting on the wall of your shelter as home
relaxing...resting
alll the years on your shoulder
bending your back years the heavy years
where have you gone
where were tyou walking to
or intended to
years heavy years
were you a spirit or a a sacred holy ghost
haunting my dreams

poem by Metin Sahin
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