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An Ocean Beyond The Ocean

Her right hand
lingers among my poems

collecting words
as a child would

picking up pebbles

her mind

(all seashell & driftwood)

her other hand
hidden behind

the falling waterfall
of her hair

cupped to her
ear

listening to a shell
tell the tale

of an ocean
beyond the ocean

of our minds.

poem by Dónall Dempsey
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The Hand

only the human hand,
the caring hand,
the hand covered in blood
and filth, the hand swollen

bruised, and beaten...
the open hand,
not a fist anymore hand,
not afraid to let go hand,
never letting go hand...

feed the baby, plow the field hand,
stroke the face of
the old woman dying hand...
light the fires, sweep the floors hand...

the praying hand, the picking hand,
the paint the soul hand...
only the human hand
can touch with the heart of God!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Im Falling

Im falling...
Im falling to pieces inside my mind
Without you
Among the things that you left behind
A picture painted by our dreams
So now Im none, I become unreal
The world is closing in on me
Ga ga ga ga
Gotta learn, gotta learn to live
Without your love in my life (dont want me)
Gotta learn, gotta learn to live
Without your love in my life
Gotta learn, gotta learn to live
Without your love in my life (dont want me)
Gotta learn how to survive
We just got to learn how to forgive
You decide if I will die or live
cause I am falling
Im falling to pieces inside my mind
Without you
Im falling
Im falling to pieces inside my mind
Without you
Those days and nights, they went flying by
And still my love is wider than the sky
Picking em, picking em, picking em, pickin em
Picking up, picking up the bits
And the pieces of our love (dont want me)
Picking up, picking up the bits
And the pieces of our love
Picking up, picking up the bits
And the pieces of our love (dont want me)
Picking up bits of our love
We just got to learn how to survive
You decide if I will live or die
cause I am falling
Im falling to pieces inside my mind
Without you
Im falling
Im falling to pieces inside my mind
Without you
Falling...
Falling

song performed by by E-type
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Pebbles And Marbles

She started a blaze from one tiny spark
I didn't even detect
She loved the light, was dismayed by the dark
The stars, though, she seemed to respect
The faint light that flutters at night to the Earth
Would land in her eyes and collect
Luminous creatures she'd find in the surf
I never thought to inspect
Pebbles and marbles, like things on my mind
Seem to get lost and harder to find
When I am alone, I am inclined
If I find a pebble in the sand
To think that it fell from my hand
She gave me ideas, planted the seed
But she never stopped to reflect
The course that she's on, wherever it leads
I never would redirect
Pebbles and marbles, like words from a friend
Make us hold tight, but are lost in the end
When we're alone, we all seem to tend
If we find a marble in the dust
To wish someone left it for us
Pebbles and marbles, like things on my mind
Seem to get lost and harder to find
When I am alone, I am inclined
If I find a pebble in the sand
To wish that it fell from my hand
Pebbles and marbles, like things on my mind...

song performed by by Phish
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I Think, I Know Myself

i think, i know
myself, ...i arrive
at the conclusion
of who i am, really,
when i look at you,
and i lift my
left hand to
hold the side of
my neck

my right hand
hidden inside
my pocket

i gaze at you that
long enough

you do not mind
there is no meaning attached

my hand caresses
my hair

my lips close my eyes open
my heart dancing

and you are
that event for this
celebration

i look at myself in the mirror
and say, ' a toast! '

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Other Hand...

the black man's hand,
the poor man's hand.
the Muslim hand, the Jewish hand...
the gay man's hand,
the working man's hand,
the ex-convict's hand,
the farmer's hand, the garbage man's hand...
the Christian's hand, the atheist's hand,
the father's hand, the soldier's hand,
the peacemaker's hand,
the healer's hand, the teacher's hand,
the prodigal's hand, even the murderer's hand...
the victim's hand, the broken hand,
the praying hand, the touching hand...
all, when extended,
feel like my other hand!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Falling In Love...

Falling in love with you came so easy-
Surrendering to your arms it wasn't planned...
I just melted into you and your arms so true-
Walking with you-hand in hand;

You led me through your loving garden-
And picked for me a red-red Rose-
Sat me down amongst the Day Lilies-
And seduced me with your most delicate prose;

Oh- your words they were so heavenly...
That they captured my entire heart and mind-
Falling in love with you it came so easy-
Spending time in your arms most divine;

Falling in love with you it came so easy-
Surrendering to your arms it wasn't planned-
But i just melted into-your words so true-
That i walked with you-hand in hand;

We were oh so magical together...
Our two hearts-they melted into one-
Ours was a journey of true loves ecstacy-
Together-always when the day was done;

You were everything i ever needed...
Your charms and your charisma t'was so fair-
A Knight In White Satin you-indeed-were-
So regal-so cavalier-so debonair;

Falling in love with you it came so easy-
Surrendering to your arms it was not planned-
I just melted into you-and your words i thought were true?
And walked with you-hand in hand;

But the days began turning into continual night-
And your arms and charms disappeared into thin air-
Your words once true? Now turned me blue!
Thrown into reality-i realized that you no longer cared;

For what had been so wonderful-
For what had been a love so grand-
Has ended oh so abruptly-
That no longer do we walk hand in hand! ;

Music Lyrics
From: My 'ALL IS ONE' Theme
May,2010

poem by Theodora Onken
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Waterfall

Gonna meet you on the corner
Gonna take you out of town
Out to where the grass is greener
And no one can be found
Gonna be there in the morning
Gonna take you by the hand
Gonna get out of the city
Gonna get back to the land
Waterfall, and it's fallin' down on me
Waterfall, and it's fallin' down
But it ain't gonna let me be
Gonna be there in the morning
Gonna take you by the hand
Gonna get out of the city
Gonna get back to the land
Waterfall, and it's fallin' down on me
Waterfall, and it's fallin' down
But it ain't gonna let me be
Hey, waterfall
Hey, waterfall
Hey, waterfall
Hey, waterfall

song performed by by 10 Cc
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Collecting Pebbles

It was from the sands of a windswept beach
I picked up pebbles that were easy to reach.
They had attracted my attention while walking by
their coloured well formed shape caught the eye.

There were so many to choose from I had to decide
in selecting those which my fancy would coincide.
It’s truly amazing what some people see in stone
a subject in which a lot of our imagination is prone.

It was almost as if I’d found treasure on the seashore
and couldn’t help myself as I looked around for more.
The simple joy of collecting something that attracts the mind
is an age old activity which all people do have of some kind.

There were the questions of how many would I take
and what, if anything with them, one could make?
They were so abundant and all varied mostly in size
that it wasn’t hard to imagine an object or visualize.

It was also only the first location at which I found
that I thought surely there must be others around.
So with a sense of adventure I looked forward to explore
another beach while making my way home along the shore.

There were several other stops made further on the way
collecting various coloured pebbles amidst the sea spray.
Many times would I get my sandals wet along that coast
going amongst rocks and sand to the waters edge at most.

It was with a sense of gain and loss then after I’d taken enough
deciding right there and then to stop collecting which was tough.
The next step would be to think about and see what I would do
with all those beautiful pebbles gathered while passing through.

Maybe I could approach someone with the right flair and skill
who could make something with them and imagination fulfill.
That natural forming eroding action of water, ice, wind and sand
rarely requires the finishing touches of some other skillful hand.

Perhaps in fashioning some jewellery using metal to bind
a few pebbles together that are different or a similar kind.
Or maybe I could just keep some myself and give the rest away
a gesture of friendship toward which our memories would play.

Yes it was from the sands of many a windswept lonely beach
I came accross and collected pebbles that were within reach.
Isn’t it truly amazing what some people see in stone?
a subject in which much of our imagination is prone.

poem by George Krokos
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Be There

You dont wanna go there
Let me lead you by the hand
You dont wanna be there
Over the sea and down to land
As I look into your eyes
I pay no mind
I found the way
To get inside you
Id give you peace of mind
Am I see you falling?
Am I see you falling?
Am I see you falling beautiful
The same
I dont see you falling,
I dont see you falling,
I dont see you falling beautiful
Sometimes
You dont wanna go there
Let me lead you by the hand
You dont wanna be there
Over the sea and down to land
As I look into your eyes
I pay no mind
I found the way
To get inside you
Id give you peace of mind
Am I see you falling?
Am I see you falling?
Am I see you falling beautiful
The same
I dont see you falling,
I dont see you falling,
I dont see you falling beautiful
Sometimes
Here and again
And there youre
Falling, falling, falling,
Falling, falling, falling
Am I see you falling?
Am I see you falling?
Am I see you falling beautiful
The same
I dont see you falling,
I dont see you falling,
I dont see you falling beautiful
Sometimes
Am I see you falling?
Am I see you falling?
Am I see you falling beautiful
The same
I dont see you falling,
I dont see you falling,
I dont see you falling beautiful
Sometimes
Falling, falling, free
I dont see you falling,
I dont see you falling,
Corrupt, a plea for free will
An irresponsible harass show
It has been suggested
That this contradictory

song performed by by Unkle
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Put Your Hand In The Hand

(words & music by g. maclellan)
Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who stilled the water
Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself
And you can look at others differently
Put your hand in the hand of the man
From galilee
My momma taught me how to pray
Before I reached the age of seven
When Im down on my knees
Thats when Im closest to heaven
Daddy lived his life, two kids and a wife
Well you do what you must do
But he showed me enough of what it takes
To get me through, oh yeh!
Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who stilled the water
Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself
And you can look at others differently
Put your hand in the hand of the man
From galilee
Oh yeh!
Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who stilled the water
Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself
And you can look at others differently
Put your hand in the hand of the man
From galilee
Oh yeh!
Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who stilled the water
Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself
And you can look at others differently
Put your hand in the hand of the man
From galilee
Oh yeh!
Put your hand in the hand of the man from galilee
Put your hand in the hand of the man from galilee, oh yeh!

song performed by by Elvis Presley
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Hand in Hand Perfectly

You and me
hand in hand tonight
and let me tell you boy
it's alright
Cause finally,
I'm singin a brand new melody
Yeah, you and me
go hand in hand perfectly
You with your smile
just makes me go wild
Making my heart beat like a little
child
and I believe,
we could make a beautiful family
Yeah, you and me go
hand in hand perfectly
It only took one night
to know
and darling you best believe me
I'm never gonna let you go
Cause when you took me hand
it was like
WOAH
Yeah, I believe we go
hand in hand perfectly
I believe we go
hand in hand perfectly

poem by Alex Krystal
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Waterfall

(carly simon)
Somethings going down like a waterfall
Some strong feelings some old love
I saw you and it made no sense at all
Now I feel like theres too much caffeine in my blood
Like a waterfall goin down
Like a waterfall washing me down
Spinnin me around
Lord, and Im drownin
Like a waterfall going down
Just like a waterfall washing me down
Like a waterfall going down and down and down
Youre an old lover making new contact
Making those cold defenses melt
And though lying in your arms is after the fact
Once again Im feeling like Ive never felt
Its like a waterfall going down
Like a waterfall washing me down
Spinninme round
Lord, and Im drowning
Like a waterfall going down
Just like a waterfall washing me down
Like a waterfall going down and down and down

song performed by by Carly Simon
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Hand-Me-Down!

got my hand-me-down boots,
and my hand-me-down jeans.
my broke down hand-me-down hat,
doing hand-me-down things.

my hand-me-down fire,
and my hand-me-down pot.
take a hand-me-down chair,
i'll share what i've got.

got some hand-me-down thoughts,
a couple of hand-me-down songs.
i've got a hand-me-down heart
that wont leave you alone.

we'll talk about hand-me-down freedom,
and hand-me-down truth....
in this hand-me-down world,
it's just me and you!

in this hand-me-down world....
paying hand-me-down dues!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Virtue Vs Evil

Wherever you are wherever you go
I will go with you hand in hand
A faltered state of agony and lust
I will go with you hand in hand
Vying for the amelioration of offspring
I will go with you hand in hand
Injecting an age-long flight from right
I will go with you hand in hand
The endearment of wealth and spendthrift
I will go with you hand in hand
Wherever is the wretched face of human lure
I will go with you hand in hand
The pitfall of human lot has waged a spiritual war
I will go with you hand in hand

poem by Hafiz Qasim
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O Child Beside The Waterfall

O Child beside the Waterfall
what songs without a word
rise from those waters like the call
only a heart has heard-
the Joy, the Joy in all things
rise whistling like a bird.

O Child beside the Waterfall
I hear them too, the brief
heavenly notes, the harp of dawn,
the nightingale on the leaf,
all, all dispel the darkness and
the silence of our grief.

O Child beside the Waterfall
I see you standing there
with waterdrops and fireflies
and hummingbirds in the air,
all singing praise of paradise,
paradise everywhere.

poem by George Barker
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Words are not pebbles in alien juxtaposition.

quote by Learned Hand
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The child tastes the tear

The tear is made of salt
The tear is made of water
The tear is made of the sea
But you cannot swim in it
The tear can leak down the cheek
The tear is like a good rhyme
The child wipes away the tear
The wipe is made of the hand
The hand is made by…who
The child thinks of the hand
The hand can shake a hand
The hand can slap a cheek
The hand can wipe the tear away
The hand and tear are made
The child is thinking
I am made too

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Through Out Eternity

Taking love
to another
level.

The sweetness
of your kiss
lingers on
my lips.

Your presence
so vivid.

A silhouette
so endearing
dances before
my eyes.

As the sun
begins to set,
my shadow
ever traveling
beside me.

In the hallows
of my mind,
we walk

hand in hand
throughout
eternity.

poem by Heather Burns
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The Hand Wielding the Pen and Gun

I write poems by this hand
which helped my mother
to crush the grains in a stone mortar
by raising and hitting down with the pestle
before the grinding mills came to a nearby town.

I write poems by this hand
which got wounds swinging the hammer
to hit hard on rods to make holes into the rock
in our deep well, and filled them, with explosives
to blow off and find the burst of water.

I write poems by this hand
which drove the bulls cracking the whip
while ploughing and moving the cart
and drawing water from the well in leather sacks,
before the electrons flew through the wires to my village.

I write poems by this hand
which uprooted for wages the groundnut plants
beside the ghats from morn till dark on school holidays,
when the lack of rains shrivelled
our crops at our village.
I write poems by this hand
which made the eyes of professors wet
by scribbling short stories in my classical tongue.

I write poems by this hand
which quenched my thirst and of the kin
fetching waters from the falls in the hills
where herbs with healing powers grow.

I write poems by this hand
which feels restless to wield the gun
on seeing the coffins of our soldiers
taken to the graveyard in silence `
overwhelming with rage and fire.
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poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Songs For Scarlett

THE SUNLIGHT CAUGHT IN HER VOICE

The darkness
of her hair

& the blue
in her eye

sang of her

& transformed
the world

into a beauty
a child could see

notes like
drops of rain dripping

from a branch

the sunlight caught
in her voice

memory forever
holding still

the song of the blue
in her eye

the song of the darkness
in her hair.

* * * * * * *

AND THE SONG SUNG

And the song
sung to please

had its own
song

that hid
within the song

or ran in &
out among the words

like delighted child

hovering above
or lingering below

the melody line

the song of my mother
singing singing

as if her heart
would break

or break
the heart of others

the song
that sang her

hiding now
at its finish

in the toss of her hair
the tear in her eye.

* * * * * * *

EVEN TIME STOPPED TO LISTEN

In my mind
you will be

always singing

forever held
in the spell

of your voice

even Time
stops to listen

& I
always your child

lost in the magic
of your song

eternally.

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I awoke at 2.30 in the morning with the image of your mother and the song of her blue eyes and black hair singing in my mind and wrote these 3 poems down as if in a dream and went to sleep again. I awoke to the morning and they were still there. I hope they do her justice. See now how you who have set her singing in your poems…set her singing in my heart now.

poem by Dónall Dempsey
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