Scared Skin Of Long Island
Winds have blow in,
and scared the skin of our Long Island,
water damage flooded our homes,
so many are disparaged,
alone and now homeless,
left adrift on the waves of fate,
to many still wait,
for the lights to come on,
as they look around,
to see all the homes that are gone,
we will try to survive here on our strong island.
poem by Walter C. Edwards
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Stupidity Rules Here
preventable is damage
flood management control
policy guidelines needed?
the real tragedy
the really sad part
is all their homes
are flooded needlessly
if they released
water from lakes
dams properly?
before the levels gets
too high and critical
this would not happen!
days of heavy rain
are forecast early
but nothing is done!
and then suddenly
they release water when
there is absolutely
no choice!
authorities wait too late
water runs course gravity
driven flooding homes?
needlessly
tragedy
stupidity
stupidity rules here
T I I T I I T I I
This Is Indonesia!
my neighbours homes
are flooded again
knee deep in flood water!
still authorities are not learning?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Im On An Island
Im on an island
And Ive got no where to swim
Oh what a mood I am in
Im on an island
Im on an island
Since my girl left me behind
She said that Im not her kind
Im on an island
But there is no where else on earth Id rather be
Then if my long, lost little girl was here with me
Im on an island
And Ive got no where to run
Because Im the only one
Whos on the island
But there is no where else on earth Id rather be
Then if my long, lost little girl was here with me
Im on an island
And Ive got no where to run
Because Im the only one
Whos on this island
Im on an island
Im on an island
song performed by by Kinks
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Intimate Interlocking Islands
Waves of love;
irrepressible,
unfulfilled,
unreturned
winds of questions
unsolvable,
unremitting and
unanswered
these erosive human elements have
forged many an island out of
fiber and protein
calcium, iron, and flesh
bone and blood and skin
Islands swelling with surges of compassion, admiration, and sympathy
I may reside on this particular island
but I am not alone
mine is only one island,
part of an infinite intimate
interlocking chain
there are many natives populating individual islands
together, one day, we shall sail free!
We shall achieve
diamond clear coast
pure water
empty sky
full sun
one-body-bliss!
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Tornado In January!
major tornado damage here
in the western North Carolina
foothills last night!
up to fifty homes, and/or mobile
homes, damaged, or destroyed.
forty degree temps, and a tornado,
in January!
people left homeless, injured, and
lost everything they had... they
need our prayers, and our help!
we take so much for granted... we
complain about how hard things are...
and then you watch your neighbors
lose it all in an instant...
we need to be family, right here
and now... and to learn to be
thankful for the small things!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Alone iam alone in alone island
Alone iam alone in alone island
Alone mew on alone palm tree in alone island
Alone shark surrounding alone island
Alone boat far away from alone island
Alone iam dying alone in alone island
Alone iam alone in alone island
poem by Mohammed AlBalushi
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Illiteracy
some homes breed love
some homes breed hatred
some homes breed moderation
some homes breed extremes
some homes breed worldliness
some homes breed racism
some homes breed kindness
somehomes breed religious bigotry
throw in illiteracy and any country would be bloom to bits
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Working Metaphore
Work is like an island in an ocean of time
Landing on this shore felt like paradise
But the island is small and quickly grows boring
I am standing in the water, looking out as I work
Time passes in portions of half an hour
Wave upon wave of life slipping down the tide-line
I am deciding whether to let go and wash away with it
Or hold on and climb the beach again
How many islands are in this ocean?
I gaze out and see a few just waiting for me
Can I swim to them, will they take me?
In the water between them, is there love lurking?
Changes are on the horizon, as a tsunami
Rolling towards this island invisibly, towards me
None of the islands will survive it, I fear
Or maybe only I will be washed away into oblivion
Tick, splash, tick, splash, wave upon wave of half hours
Carrying me just a little further from the dry sand
Behind me, the managers are calling from the trees
I hesitate for a moment, and let the waves wash over me
Only a few more, and I can swim for a while,
I might ride the changes to a far away place if I'm swimming
In the water I can meet another, to drown my regrets of the last
The waves wash over me, and I wait for the tide to swim
poem by Poet Dragon
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The Island Of Love (Love Ballad) :
The ferry crossed the water.
The ferry crossed the sea.
The ferry crossed to the island.
To the island, the island of love.
On the island of love.
There are songbirds above.
On the island of love.
They sing their song.
They sing a song that songbirds sing.
On the island, the island of love.
The ferry crossed the water.
The ferry crossed the sea.
The ferry crossed to the island.
To the island, the island of love.
On the island of love.
There are lovers ashore.
On the island of love.
There's love at your door.
There's love on the shore.
There are songbirds above.
On the island, the island of love.
So much love in the air.
So much love everywhere.
Love might knock at your door.
You might come ashore.
To the island, the island of love.
You might stay on the island of love..
Love Ballad By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 1984,2009..
ALL rights reserved..
poem by Kim Robin Edwards
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Little Island
LITTLE ISLAND
Randy Newman
In two long wars, my country bled
To save the world for everyone
As through the years, the fight we've led
Too long, we stood alone, too long alone
And when at last, the battle won
We asked for no reward
An empire gone
Two generations turned to blood and dust
Only the best were lost
Only the best
And now the years have passed
The times have changed
The foe is risen up
He stands astride the world
His dreams of conquest all fulfilled
Little island, little island
Glory lost in the mists of time
They will pay for what was done
To those of us who died so young
They will pay for what was done
Little island, little island
Little island
song performed by by Randy Newman
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Listening To A Beautiful Woman Singing The Songs Of War
they all left their homes and sailed on pumped boats
to the other island
children all gathered like some dried grits of maize
while their fathers stand and hold their hands on their brows
looking for the right direction
their mothers covering their faces
with veils
bringing all the necessities
that will last them for only a few days
this is the quick way to save their lives
from an ongoing war
when the enemies attack their homes
the only one left in their silent place
is this beautiful woman
singing on top of her voice
in acapella the songs of war
and death
some blood will again flow
more men shall be killed
as history repeats
itself
good men doing nothing
except to follow orders of the lying queen
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In An Island Of Light
some people have always loved
the island of light
and they do everything to be
inside
that island of light
to a certain extent of disregarding
civility and forgetting courtesy
and setting aside
the reservation that the island of light
is too small and cannot be
the place for all
some people have to live outside
the island of light
for that is what is meant to be
in the word of
destiny
and there will be time for all
a season for some
luck for the other
fate for four
disaster for more
the island of light soon dissolves itself
for the light of day
the sun of mercy
and it is for free.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Rock Island
Savage night on a misty island. lights wink out in the
Canyon walls.
Two old boys in a stolen racer. black rubber contrails in
The unwashed halls.
And all roads out of here, seem to lead right back to the
Rock island.
Ive gone back to paris, london, and even riding on a
Jumbo to bombay.
The long haul back holds faint attraction, but the people
Here know theyre o.k.
See the girl following the red balloon: walking all alone
On her rock island.
Doesnt everyone have their own rock island? their own little
Patch of sand?
Where the slow waves crawl and your angels fall and you find
You can hardly stand.
And just as youre drowning, well, the tide goes down.
And youre back on your rock island.
Hey there girlie with the torn dress, shaking: who was it
Touched you? who was it ruined your day?
Whose footprint calling card? and what they want, stepping
On your beach anyway?
Ill be your life raft out of here, but youd only drift right
Back to your rock island.
Hey, boy with the personal stereo: nothing 'tween the ears
But that hard rock sound.
Playing to your empty room, empty guitar tune, no use waiting
For that c.b.s. to come around.
'cos all roads out of here, seem to lead right back to your
Rock island.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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The newer homes did not sustain as much damage because they were built to better safety codes; they were better designed, higher wind loads for the roof. All of those facets made those homes sustain the storm a whole lot better.
quote by Ginny B. Waite
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The Sun Over The Sea Died
Slowly the sun on the sea died away,
with sunset glowing over Table Bay,
in the distance at the end of day
did the Robben Island lie somewhat grey.
Waves rolled in breaking on the beach
while the island was away, out of reach,
in the evening stars were in the black sky,
while the full moon hang yellow and high
with glittering water catching the eye,
quickly did the romantic evening fly
and your soft tender hand were warm in mine
while our blooming love felt somewhat divine
and the day did very slowly decline
with lights on the sea drawing a straight line.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Islands
Earth, stream and tree encircled by sea
Waves sweep the sand from my island.
My sunsets fade.
Field and glade wait only for rain
Grain after grain love erodes my
High weathered walls which fend off the tide
Cradle the wind
To my island.
Gaunt granite climbs where gulls wheel and glide
Mournfully glide oer my island.
My dawn brides veil, damp and pale,
Dissolves in the sun.
Loves web is spun - cats prowl, mice run
Wreathe snatch-hand briars where owls know my eyes
Violet skies
Touch my island,
Touch me.
Beneath the wind turned wave
Infinite peace
Islands join hands
neathe heavens sea.
Dark harbour quays like fingers of stone
Hungrily reach from my island.
Clutch sailors words - pearls and gourds
Are strewn on my shore.
Equal in love, bound in circles.
Earth, stream and tree return to the sea
Waves sweep sand from my island,
From me.
song performed by by King Crimson
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In Joy & Sorrow
Oh girl we are the same
We are young and lost and so afraid
There? s no cure for the pain
No shelter from the rain
All our prayers seem to fail
In joy and sorrow my homes in your arms
In world so hollow
It is breaking my heart
In joy and sorrow my homes in your amrs
In world so hollow
It is breaking my heart
Oh girl we are the same
We are strong and blessed and so brave
With souls to be saved
And faith regained
All our tears wipe away
In joy and sorrow my homes in your arms
In world so hollow
It is breaking my heart
In joy and sorrow my homes in your arms
In world so hollow
It is breaking my heart
In joy and sorrow my homes in your arms
In world so hollow
It is breaking my heart
In joy and sorrow my homes in your arms
In world so hollow
It is breaking my heart
And my homes in your arms
And it is breaking my heart
My homes in your arms
And it is breaking my heart
song performed by by H.i.m. (his Infernal Majesty)
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Island Girl
Ray oh ah ha
Ray oh ah ha
Radio ah ha
You know
Ray oh ah ha
Radio ah
I'm gonna make her mine
Bom bom bom ba ba bom bom bom bom
I went to trinidad i didn't
Know just what i had 'til i
Found her
She wears a pretty smile
That compliments her shapely
Style and i found her
Island girl she's oh so pretty
Island girl i like her plenty
Island girl i'm gonna make her mine
Island girl she makes me happy
Island girl she kinda sassy
Island girl i'm gonna make her mine
Everybody's got an island fantasy
For me it's like a caribbean odyssey
All the people live and love there by the sea
Near the sparkling wather 'neath the coco-palm tree
Island girl she make me happy
Island girl she kinda sassy
Island girl won't you show me the way
She's fine so fine all mine
She's so good to me
And i know (i know) our love (or love) so free (so free)
That it was meant to be
Island girl she make me happy
Island girl she kinda sassy
Island girl won't you show me the way
She's a real beauty from the caribbean
Long dark hair flowin' in the breeze
She's the kinda beauty makes you come alive and
We can live together for eternity
Every now and then i get this silly grin
When i'm there in her company
She says i'm crazy that i'm also very lazy
I know she loves me
Island girl she make me happy
Island girl she kinda sassy
Island girl won't you show me the way
Island girl won't you show me the way
Island girl won't you show me the way
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Inside This Boat...
paddle your way
take the boat
do not mind the
waves of this sea
focus on the
coconut island
where the women
are dancing
where the men
are drinking wine
let your hands
be strong
your mind as sharp
as your spear
let your patience
be like the sun
let yourself be open
like an edgeless
horizon
paddle your way
into the waters of fate
out there
after this darkness
the kindness of light
and the opulence of
air
wait for you...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Heart is Full
My heart is full.
It has drowned in the despair.
My eyes leak what is left over of my heart’s tears.
The endless river flowing under my skin
Pulsing with life yet not quite alive
The seed that has been protected, is slowly being put out.
Being sucked along in this flood that comes from the pain the heart bleeds.
Will my heart die?
Can it survive, this island of despair?
As my spirit lies crumpled on the floor of this collapsing island
Hateful words swimming around like sharks in a pool of innocent blood, my blood.
Will my mind be able to reach the spirit in time?
To pull it up and lock it away till the time is better?
What will happen?
I’m anxious to know
The island can hardly hold the limp body
The body that does not want to live
Yet is afraid to die
What will happen?
I’m anxious to know
poem by Corina Vitale
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The Island
Alive in this island of seclusion
As my fearful eyes witness
The maelstrom multitude of the mighty waves
Placing my nation in deep peril
The tides of tyranny the tides of terror smashing into the shores
Tide after tide draws nearer and nearer out to destroy what I live for
Freedom and fraternity, peace and serenity
All in this island I adore
The waves ever-nearer, are out to fill
My island with things I abhor
poem by Mohammod Choudhury
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