Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: IX
I stopped, I listened, and I entered in,
With half--a--dozen more, that sight to see.
``The Booth of Beauty,'' 'twas a name of sin
Which seemed to promise a new mystery.
There was a crowd already in the place,
And 'twixt me and the stage, now darkly hid,
The gathering evening had come down apace,
And all was dim within and overspread.
I know not by what instinct or mute proof
Of Providence it was, but this is true,
Even as I stepped 'neath that ignoble roof,
A prescience warned me there of portents new,
And a voice spoke with no uncertain sound
Warning me back as from ungodly ground.
poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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I Want A Warning
History is made, not repeated
And you hide behind words that make you feel needed
And what you read in those books made you so conceited
So in order for love to be true
My dreams will have to
Become my only rules
I want a warning
I want a warning
I want something more than a warning
I've been warned about you
I see through all your promises and warnings
I want a warning
I want a warning
I want something more than a warning
I've been warned about you
I see through all your promises and warnings
Wake me up on into a world outdated
And the older you get the more you seem jaded
As you search for the quotes to make it seem complicated
So in order for love to be true
Even my nightmares
Become my only rules
I want a warning
I want a warning
I want something more than a warning
I've been warned about you
I see through all your promises and warnings
I want a warning
I want a warning
I want something more than a warning
I've been warned about you
But I've seen through
Every promise is a warning
I want a warning
I want a warning
I want something more than a warning
I've been warned about you
I see through all your promises and warnings
I want a warning
I want a warning
I want something more than a warning
I've been warned about you
I've seen through
For a promise of a warning
song performed by by Idlewild
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I Was Warned
God spoke to me a warning
“Go around that tree”
I looked at the options
and thought,
‘It must just be me.’
He spoke again and said so plain
“go another way”
I stubbornly persisted
and refused to obey.
It was just the still small voice
that God was teaching me,
to learn how to hear Him
and not go near that tree.
Just as I stepped under
that beautiful huge oak tree
I was really then, in wonder
how much the Lord does see!
A little bird was resting
somewhere up above
Poop fell and hit my leg
God warned me in His love.
That was so amazing
the knowledge that He has,
He knew when I would get there
what was waiting in my path!
I marvel at how much He knows
just like His word has said.
He knows when every sparrow falls
or if they’ll hit you in the head!
This is a true story
I was learning how to hear
and trust that the Lord can speak
and make His wisdom clear.
October 30,2005
poem by Ginny Alloway Baker
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Memory In The Mist
Looking through the
mist of the past
Hearing the ego of
your voice in my dreams
Seeing your shadow in
our secret places
Your voice caught me
without a warning
Fire of hate burning
Why didn’t I listen
to the voices of
warnin’
The snake at the back
of your voice
That was so perfectly
disguise as an angel
Walking slowly through
the rain of my tears
Memories of us are
running through my
mind,
cuts me open
without a warning
The rose of promise
in your eyes
Trying to catch the
fallen promises
Reaching for a
Disneyland love
Remember the words
you spoke
Your gentle touch
on my skin
The soft glance in
your eyes
If only I could see
the twisted lies
underneath the beauty
You’re the only one
who really knew me
If only I could let
you turn around
and see the leaves-pain
fell
Now, your face is
just a memory in
the mist
poem by Chanelle Strijdom
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Flutter
word by word
she spoke to me
hidden neath a mess of bygone linnen
she listens as to dry a thousand tongues
my love is thin and thinning
some cherised flower
flutters through
gentleborn beloved you
kindness always
kindness always
i hear the sound
the sound she's left me
i stood her ground
no
they've swayed me
i hear the sound
the sound she's left me
i stood her ground
i hear the sound
the sound she's left me
wrapped tight
inside your shawl
we wander round this dingy hall
softly spoken
shaken tree
the ash grove we come to be
the blood run
the blood run away
from arm and leg to a warm heart
all our colors agree
in the dark
but no man lives upon that land
far enough for us to see
i hear your voice yeah
in the hum of this machine
i hear the sound
the sound you've left me
i stood her ground
i hear the sound
the sound she's left me
song performed by by 16 Horsepower
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Remembering an Arrow
I put this cipher to my memory
In the hope of elongated archery-
The proof of worth is in the arrow,
A blade may construct as narrow,
It is an arrow of waking worship,
Cinematic performance of a buildup.
The world has listened to my sound,
The sound of an arrowhead beating background.
My age grappled my weight
In overspread charm to evaluate.
The arrowhead is sharper than the quiver,
My lover, my loving friend is going to shiver.
poem by Naveed Akram
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It Never Entered My Mind
Once I laughed when I heard you saying
That Id be playing solitaire
Uneasy in my easy chair
It never entered my mind
And once you told me I was mistaken
That Id awaken with the sun
And ordered orange juice for one
It never entered my mind
You had what I lack, myself
Now I even have to scratch my back myself
Once you warned me that if you scorned me
Id say a lonely prayer again
And wish that you were there again
To get into my hair again
It never entered my mind
Once you warned me that if you scorned me
Id say a lonely prayer again
And wish that you were there again
To get into my hair again
It never entered my mind
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Ode To The Voices in the Wind
Voices in the wind so silent
But thou art so triumphant
With a divine hand you create sunlight
By the way you walk in the twilight
Darkness falls in a waterfall of sound
But in truth you never drowned
Hark the voice in the scarce crowd
Whom the voice is proud
Of the luck that commands your strife
Your treasures include a knife
You’re the shinning star of beauty
Others shone mutely
You seek a quiet room where life can roam
In a dress of pale silk you return home
Power, Providence and Prejudice you destroy all
Your strides bring Peace, Pleasure and Pride for those you call
Your home is a quiet place, a cottage on a riverbank
But then you’re a Goddess with no need for rank
You ride an ocean of clarity and beauty which is you
Like a queen you command a battalion, which is true
Thou art but a child, but your love diminishes war
A child and Goddess as one you will soar
I was told all this by one person more
A voice in a wind was all I saw.
There are voices in the wind said the God
But to your face all I could do was nod
poem by James Davies
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The One Warned
How did I know that truck was going to hit you?
The sound of it.
The sight of it.
And the warning.
'You should have yelled at me,
If I wasn't paying you any attention.'
Oh...
I did that too!
But that wasn't the warning!
'What are you saying? '
I was the one warned!
Not to feel or have any remorse whatsoever,
If anything should happen to you.
That I had done my job!
Leave matters alone.
Move on.
And I was not expected,
To be emotionally connected.
'Then 'why' are you here? '
Making sure there is nothing else I need to learn!
Sometimes I can be hard headed.
But everyday I'm getting better at it.
'Getting better?
At what? '
Seeing things for what they are!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Good Evening Mr. Waldheim
Good evening mr.waldheim
And pontiff how are you?
You have so much in common
In the things you do
And here comes jesse jackson
He talks of common ground
Does that common ground include me
Or is it just a sound
A sound that shakes
Oh jesse, you must watch the sounds you make
A sound that quakes
There are fears that still reverberate
Jesse you say common ground
Does that include the plo?
What about people right here right now
Who fought for you not so long ago?
The words that flow so freely
Falling dancing from your lips
I hope that you dont cheapen them
With a racist slip
Oh common ground
Is common ground a word or just a sound
Common ground
Remember those civil rights workers buried in the ground
If I ran for president
And once was a member of the klan
Wouldnt you call me on it
The way I call you on farrakhan
And pontiff, pretty pontiff
Can anyone shake your hand ?
Or is it just that you like uniforms
And someone kissing your hand
Or is it true
The common ground for me includes you too
Oh, oh, is it true
The common ground for me includes you too
Good evening mr.waldheim
Pontiff how are you
As you both stroll through the woods at night
Im thinking thoughts of you
And jesse youre inside my thoughts
As the rhythmic words subside
My common ground invites you in
Or do you prefer to wait outside
Or is it true
The common ground for me is without you
Or is it true
The common ground for me is without you
Oh is it true
Theres no ground common enough for me and you
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Hand Of Providence
Michael w. smith
Providence, providence
See it laying down the cornerstone
The hand of providence - its evident
For we could never make it on our own
Apportioning the power
Weighing all that it entails
Giving us the fulcrum
And a balance to the scales
Chorus:
Oh, the hand of providence
Is guiding us through choices that we make
Oh, the hand of providence
Is reaching out to help us on our way
Providence, ever since
Any thesis ever entered man
The hand of providence
Has been our best defense
Tho his ways are sometimes hard to understand
From the dying of a heartbeat
To another soul reborn
From in between and circling
Our thoughts of love and war
Chorus
song performed by by Michael W. Smith
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Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: VII
I had made my round, as yet with little gain
Of undiscovered good in that gay place.
I had sought my share of pleasure, but in vain.
Laughter was not for me, and hid her face.
I had asked for mirth. The oracles were dumb.
No sound of Folly with her tinkling feet
Had bid my own feet follow, and no home
Was mine for merriment or musings sweet.
I had ceased to hope and almost ceased to seek,
When, from the farthest booth of all, the bray
Of brass and drums and fiddling and the shriek
Of a dwarf's voice invited me to stay.
The crowd, as scenting some more mirthful thing,
Surged round that booth agape and wondering.
poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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Guitar Player
in the dusk
of smoke and musk
gathering from floor
a lone player
weaves the room
into his guitar –
a blue light isolates
the stage
shadowing the room
until the world
shrinks into
the mystery of song –
feather light
a voice recalls
its softness on the strings –
listen clear
it’s almost here
the sound that silence sings.
poem by by unknown author
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Two Seasons
I
The stars were wild that summer evening
As on the low lake shore stood you and I
And every time I caught your flashing eye
Or heard your voice discourse on anything
It seemed a star went burning down the sky.
I looked into your heart that dying summer
And found your silent woman's heart grown wild
Whereupon you turned to me and smiled
Saying you felt afraid but that you were
Weary of being mute and undefiled
II
I spoke to you that last winter morning
Watching the wind smoke snow across the ice
Told of how the beauty of your spirit, flesh,
And smile had made day break at night and spring
Burst beauty in the wasting winter's place.
You did not answer when I spoke, but stood
As if that wistful part of you, your sorrow,
Were blown about in fitful winds below;
Your eyes replied your worn heart wished it could
Again be white and silent as the snow.
poem by Galway Kinnell
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Testify
Come a little closer it's a feeling that I can't deny
I was weak, but I never thought I'd speak about the darker side
Is that a ten? I could repent on the side of the road
But, I kept on going yeah I headed for another load
I get up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground in the middle of the night
Oh, I testify
I was laid upon the grave by a preacher's hand I cannot lie
And, I forsake many vows I made to be with you tonight
Could you be the salvation cause I never felt like this before
And, could you lend me your hand because I'm falling back on the floor
I get up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground in the middle of the night
Oh, I testify
On a road outside of nowhere, in the middle of the night
Well I guess I hit rock bottom and the dawn was not in sight
And a Tempest made of fire, onset the sky aglow
And a sweet young thing called out my name
And this is how it goes, she says...
Choir:
"Go boy, can you hear them?
Are you falling through the cracks in your eyes?"
"Go boy, can you hear them?
Are you falling through the cracks in your eyes?"
"Go boy, can you hear them?
Are you falling through the cracks in your eyes?"
Meatloaf: And I got down on my knees
Choir :"Go boy, can you hear them?
Are you falling through the cracks in your eyes?"
"Go boy, can you hear them?
Are you falling through the cracks in your eyes?"
Meatloaf (over the top of the choirs last two repititions):
I get up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground and I'm falling back down
Up from the ground and I testify
I get up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground and I'm falling back down
Up from the ground and I testify
Meatloaf & Choir:
Up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground and I'm falling back down
Up from the ground and I testify
Up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground and I'm falling back down
Up from the ground and I testify
Meatloaf:
Every cut that heals reveals a scar that you can never hope to hide
All the pain that you restrain keeps building up deep inside
If you think you're above it then it's you my friend that I implore
You've got to talk before you run
See the night before the dawn
Before you pull yourself off the floor
I get up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground in the middle of the night
Oh, I testify
Choir Singer: Up from the ground yeah, I testify
Meatloaf & Choir:
Up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground and I'm falling back down
Up from the ground and I testify
Up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground in the middle of the night
Oh, I testify
Up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground in the middle of the night
Oh, I testify
Up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground in the middle of the night
Oh, I testify
song performed by by Meat Loaf
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What's In Your Heart
True beauty is in the way she laughs
True beauty is in her eyes
True beauty is how she acts
True beauty is inside
True beauty is unseen
True beauty is only felt
True beauty is not mean
True beauty is herself
True beauty can't be cruel
True beauty is bare
True beauty lies within you
True beauty is always there
True Beauty can't be covered with makeup
True beauty means true love
True beauty can't be baked up
True beauty is the flight of a dove
True beauty has no flaws
For True beauty is all that matters after all
poem by Ricky Baker
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Silence
Silence
There is a silence where hath been no sound,
There is a silence where no sound may be,
In the cold grave—under the deep, deep sea,
Or in wide desert where no life is found,
Which hath been mute, and still must sleep profound;
No voice is hush’d—no life treads silently,
But clouds and cloudy shadows wander free,
That never spoke, over the idle ground:
But in green ruins, in the desolate walls
Of antique palaces, where Man hath been,
Though the dun fox or wild hyæna calls,
And owls, that flit continually between,
Shriek to the echo, and the low winds moan—
There the true Silence is, self-conscious and alone.
poem by Thomas Hood
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Later, That Same Evening
Later, that same evening, she ran.
I think she ran alone.
Later, she had early warning from
A hidden phone.
Checked with the embassy ---
She might have been
A million miles away.
Should I circulate her likeness
At all airports without delay?
It was later ---
Later that same evening.
Earlier, we had had a drink or four
In some kensington hotel.
Hard --- it was hard to keep my mind
On what she had to sell.
And with all business done
We took a cab ---
Should it be her place or mine?
Good security prevailed
And I was home just after nine.
It was later ---
Later that same evening.
Now I want you back.
Yes, they want you back.
We want you back.
My country wants you back.
Later, in the wee small hours
There was heavy traffic on the radio.
Scare at a channel port ---
Small craft warnings to keep to shore.
Lobstermen thought they saw
A submarine
Half submerged suspiciously.
Though I arrived too late,
Im sure she blew a kiss to me
As the sub sailed out to sea.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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I Know What I Want
Bring the beat back don't believe to hype
Bring the beat back don't believe to hype
Bring the beat back don't believe to hype
Its a jam and I do what I like
Listen to my voice and start to dance
I promise you this will advance
I am back with my line and I started to climb
Welcome to the jam I am rocking again
From my mind and my heart to your body and your feet
I know what you want its that beat from the street
Mr. DJ put the jam up
Pump it up to the night is done
Lets go down, down to they underground
I am kicking your back Bobo is in town
It's a jam and I do what I like
Bring the beat back don't believe to hype
You have your bass in the place together as one
Try to run then you gonna have fun
I know what you want and you want it now
I know what you want when you hear the sound
I know what I want, and I want it now
I know what I want, when I hear the sound
I know what I want, and I want it now
I know what I want, when I hear the sound
Everything's alright, alright
And the feel makes me blind
I know what I want, and I want it now
I know what I want, when I hear the sound
I know what I want
I know what I want
If you try to be you got to be a king
And give the world you are everything
I'm not the greatest dancer with the fastest tunes
I'm not the fastest rapper that you ever knew
But wait it sounds like a mystery
But no one knows who you really wanna be
Deep in the night i bring you delight
And leave all the troubles by your side
song performed by by DJ Bobo
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My First Impression Of You
Charlie tobias / sam h. stept
My first impression of you
Was like the sight of flowers in spring
You were a glorious thing to see
My first impression of you
Was something indescribably new
I stood there looking at you
Smiling at me
If you had stepped right out of heaven
It wouldnt surprise me more
I thought you were an angel
From heavens door
It may sound silly, but true
My heart just stopped
When I caught your eye
So overwhelming
Was my first impression of you
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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Merely Lust Or Love?
Oh baby, can't you see
Just how much you mean to me
Baby, come with me
And my love for you you will see
Beautiful are you
Your beauty so enticing I struggle to find my feet
Your naked beauty covered by the sheet
Oh, damn baby! You're a real treat
Come to bed with me tonight
I promise we won't fight
Oh baby, can't you see
Just how much you mean to me
Baby, I'm sorry!
Please come back!
Don't pack!
Oh baby, without you, who'll keep me warm at night?
I promise, no more will we fight
Baby, I need you in my sight
Without you things just aren't right
Please come back
And unpack
Oh baby, you can see
Just how much you mean to me
I wanna hold you tight
And never let you out of my sight
A moment we share
When together we are bare
Baby, I'm so glad I have you back
Now we're back on track
poem by Amy Parkinson
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