Cat 'n' dog
When I saw my dog chase after a cat
It was like a greyhound let out of the trap
Yet it hadn’t a chance as the cat climbed the tree
Flicking vee’s at the dog all smug you see
The dog would have barked and circled for hours
Unaware that the cat had escaped via hedges and flowers
When I finished laughing I put my dog on its lead
And continued to walk it while the cat remained free!
Copyright © 2009 Ray Feasey
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Wander-Wander
Wander Wander where to go
This way that way I don’t know
Just keep walking forward stance
Take in views and capture chance
Two Herons here and horses there
Country wandering more than fair
Crossing style and jumping brook
Sit a while and take a look
See the water meander down
Watch a small frog jump around
Then move on and up the hill
Wild grass grows and always will
Wander Wander where to go
Down long lane and past hedge row
Light is fading now it’s late
A distant building I cannot wait
For the light that glimmers from within
It’s no public house, it’s a ‘real ale’ Inn!
Copyright © 2008 Ray Feasey
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Angels Unaware
Words & music: michael w. smith & wayne kirkpatrick
Maybe there's a light in my soul
Maybe it flickers like a neon sign outside an abandoned hotel
Maybe there are things you just can't know
But can you say there are no mysteries in the house you choose to dwell
Maybe we are entertaining angels unaware
Maybe there's a place where we will fly
But some say god is dead like nietzsche said and faith has made me a fool
But maybe there is more than meets the eye
Who's that stranger there beside you? don't be smug and don't be cruel
Maybe we are entertaining angels unaware
Battles of the heart and of the mind
We stay caught in mental purgatory 'til our existence can be defined
Meanwhile on the shores of parallel
There may be a holy conference held somewhere discussing all mankind
Maybe we are entertaining angels unaware
I say maybe we are entertaining angels unaware
Angels unaware
Soaring, somewhere, longing, reaching
Searching, knowing, loving, caring
Let me take you by the hand
Lead you to the promised land
And trust him with your heart
He'll lead you home
song performed by by Michael W. Smith
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Beware Valentines Day!
February 14th and a special day
For many romantic couples at play
Card shops crammed with displays
Arty sentimental pictures
Inside see slushy verse
As those given to afterthought
Pull into a garage forecourt
Then leave with faded flowers
Entering front door for the romantic hours
The seasoned professional love monkey types
Excel at this days laborious hype
Ending day in booked restaurant
Oh how slick!
Love songs from lone guitarist on stool
Are sung to the many - oh so gullible
Extra Roses procured by restaurant staff
Blatantly passed to the ladies they pass
If you don’t show a loved one they’re loved
Through the year, can one day so called ‘special’
Really prove that you care?
The money you spend on this commercial of days
Why not save it for loved one on any other day
Copyright © 2008 Ray Feasey
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At magnolia dale
We walked laughing over the grass
while the dogs were running loose
and Kyla was swimming in the cool water.
On the riverbank Tinkie
sniffed on a few white flowers
and Jeanie walked from tree to tree
while Sasja barked at everybody around her
and rather silly followed Kyla splashing into the water
where like a lady Flippie paced off her steps.
Only Gator had to be kept on a leash
as he was like always out of control
and nobody could teach him any manners.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Legendary Upas Tree for friend Chandra
The legendary Upas Tree
As I drew near the Upas tree
I felt a sudden lethargy.
I was devoid of energy
The Upas tree had captured me.
To satisfy its appetite.
With promises of sheer delight
it undermined my will to fight.
I must resist with all my might.
I will succeed in breaking free
and then destroy the Upas tree.
Then I discover suddenly
I am inside the Upas tree.
This is no dream or fantasy.
Alas it’s grim reality.
My struggles were to no avail
The tree must win I had to fail.
If you should find a Upas tree
avoid it very carefully.
Few men caught by this strange tree
ever succeed in breaking free.
One man lived to tell his story
How he escaped eventually.
But no one believed that there could be.
A sentient man eating tree.
I was a fool and paid no heed
To tell the truth I saw no need
and that is how I came to feed.
The Upas tree’s unholy greed.
20/08/2009
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Journey Or Stoppage
The distances, they were never erased,
the differences could never be bridged.
An d with smiles you went away (or never came)
always a little and a little away,
It wasn't so that I held you,
still you escaped-
speaking, enjoying each step.
as if your indifference was at its zenith.
Ask me not and you would never,
but every disclosed side of a coin is a veil of the other.
My smiles could only come out in reply to your good-bye.
Ask me not what it veiled behind.
After Love
I hadn't learnt to walk then....
Forgive me for not knowing how to hold your hands..
to hug mine steps with yours.
Forgive for knowing to read your dreams before your eyes wake up..
I hadn't learnt how flowers bloom then,,
Forgive me forever.....
I Looked in a River
I looked in a river from a bridge I was on
The river and bridge both small yet so strong
The water so clear you could see river bed
Yet what I saw cast around made me feel sad
A concrete pylon about two meters long
An old sack and Iron Gate and a cycle half gone
Then a blue plastic bag and a tyre yet no wheel
A place in seems for discarded items people steal
It’s a shame a disgrace as this debris is strewn
As around it all river plants and reeds fight for room
Yet again it’s a puzzle as the waters so clear
That’s despite this mess on the riverbed here
Copyright © 2008 Ray Feasey
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My Old Friend, Weeping Willow Tree
I'd listen to the sounds of springtime..While a youngster, free,
and full of innocence..I'd look up at that tree, full of wonder,
and dance away my life hours...The tree seemed to dance
along, delighted, happy, and free.
I'd hear the birds off in the distance, the bees buzz, children,
laughing...Oh, remembering when..a weeping willow tree
was my friend..my playground.
It did dance along with me...in
the wind.
poem by Linda Mary Rachel Haungs
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Time (part 4) .
time can take you further,
time commits murder,
time leads to a chase,
time solves a case,
time gives you knowledge,
time takes you to college,
time helps you graduate,
time is love and hate,
time is what we have on this earth,
time gives birth,
time is what they give you with cancer,
time for this has no cure or answer,
time kills,
time reveals,
time gives you oppurtunity,
time for us to live in unity,
time gives evil a chance to attack,
time is what we must wait for god to comeback.
1/13/2009
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poem by Jose Murguia
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Man Or Machine
Auto, bus, walking and sweating dermis,
somehow on time I reach my office.
work needs to be finished on time so I sit infront of computer.
breakfast time, toast, butter and tea glass,
hurriedly I eat, unaware it may appear boorish and crass.
work needs to be finished on time so I sit infront of computer.
lunch time, dosa containing rice, dal and yeast,
the way I eat can put to shame any wild beast.
work needs to be finished on time so I sit infront of computer.
till evening, I am tired, drowsy and dozy
but I skip the plan to go outside to have some tea.
work needs to be finished on time so I sit infront of computer.
My head aches, my eye burns
but I continue work amidst yawns.
work needs to be finished on time so I sit infront of computer.
Just before logout, I work with great pace,
with time I contest, compete and race.
work needs to be finished on time so a computer sits infront of computer.
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poem by Md. Asadullah
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Laughing
I'm laughing at your funny face
I'm laughing at this funny place
I'm laughing in my space
I'm laughing at a fast pace
I'm laughing and cannot stop
I'm laughing feeling the bop
I'm laughing at your top
I'm laughing with a cop
My stomach hurts
My cheeks are sore
Yet I want to laugh some more
Just want to laugh day and night
Want to laugh 'cause it feels alright
I'm laughing with Pat
I'm laughing at the cat
I'm laughing at the mat
I'm laughing as the cat sat
Giggle, Giggle, Giggle
Giggle, Giggle, Giggle
Giggle, Giggle.
©Copyright 2010 Willmington. All rights reserved
poem by Somniator Moon
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Jealousy [Gelozie]
If we hadn't met, my dame,
(By adventure, one fine day),
You, another guy, I say,
Would have loved and cared the same.
If I hadn't shown up, though,
You'd have given all for free,
To some stranger, not to me,
Your caresses that I know.
Maybe you'd have had a child,
Who have looked, poor wretched soul,
Like his father after all,
That birdbrain, so mean and wild.
But... we've had a nice romance
For we met that lovely day
And the fact I'm glad today, –
I would say it is by chance!
poem by George Topîrceanu, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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My Dream Come True Just Turned Out To Be A Dream
Had Many Dreams
of Course you and I.
But my Dream Come True,
Just turned out to be a dream.
Badly did I want it to come true..
But it is really true,
True that
My Dream Come True,
Just turned out to be a dream.
We Dreamt of it Each Night,
Thought of it Each Day
My Dream Come True,
Just turned out to be a dream.
We Bickered With it all day
Through out our ways
But we still remained,
Remained unaware that
The Dream Come True,
Will just turn out to be a Dream.
We imagined us there
But we truly couldn't bear,
Bare that
Our Dream Come True,
Will just turned out to be a dream.
Up the Mountains,
Did we wish to go...
To the land of streams and snow
Did we wish to go…
But we didn't ever know,
Know that,
We'd sacrifice a soul…
Give it up as a whole
I wished we hadn't done that
So did all…
But we never ever knew
That the pass to enter the mounts,
Was to sacrifice a soul....
Mountains and rivulets,
Kept beckoning us…
The days faded away...
And at last
Towards them we made our Sway!
We called ourselves lucky,
Without knowing we weren't.
We Beamed with Pride
Over flowed with Joy.
But we stilled remained Unaware
That we'd sacrifice a soul.
And
Our Dream Come True,
Will just turn out to be a dream.
UP the divine land,
We were to be.
But couldn't we ever think,
Think one of us would reach Far Above
And Above to the Heaven.
We didn't imagine
She'd fly without us
FLY SO HIGH
High to the Heaven.
To make our dream come true
Just turn out to become a dream
And just a Dream
Mourning her removal from the Earth
Praying for her Placement in the Heaven,
We slid down the Mountains…
Being one less
One less than how many arrived
Our Dream Come true
JUST Turned out to be a DREAM!
It is Really True,
True That
Our Dream Come True,
Just turned out to be a dream.
A Dream Unforgettable…
poem by Rishi Kaashyap
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An ever-relished chase
It has been a long chase
For something or the other
Over these years
As a kid it was a chase
For toys and play things
As a student it was a chase
For marks and ranks
As a youth it was a chase
After career and growth
And later it was chase
For getting the right life partner
The chase continued
For off-springs’ upbring
It was later to chase
For helping children settle
Ageing made me chase
For cure from illnesses
And other physical malfunctions
Yes,
It was a long chase for
Something or the others all these days
One understanding dawned in me
That
You will not get that
Which you have not chased
And
You will not get every thing
Which you have chased
Even if you get the object of your chase
It is not going to be in that form
In which it was when you started the chase
Unfruitful chase proves frustrating
Fruitful chase exciting
Wisdom will tell you that
The pleasure is more with the act of chase
Than getting hold of the object of chase
Holding of the object of chase
And sustaining its charm
Are essential after the end of chase
Very likely, chase for objects of
Worldly significance
Takes away your energy
And a lot of time elapses
Before you get in possession
Of your chase-objects
The duration at times is so large
That you wonder at the end of the chase
As to what for this object has been chased
The one chase which
Has the least probability
Of ending and
You hardly get hold of the
Object of chase
Is the
Chase for self-actualization
Or self-realization
This is the chase after your spirit
That kept you going all these days
And that will keep you going
Till that time when you away
Spiritual scholars assure
That this chase is really exciting
And remains so for any long
Whether or not
You come across what you are chasing
Develop a taste for such a chase
As this chase
Never makes you tired
But helps you remain balanced, cool
And unmindful of happenings
Around you
It is indeed an ever-relished chase
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Golf 'N' Me
Golf and me are not to be I’ve tried it many times,
I slipped I fell and heard folk yell and even hit a old brass bell
At hole’s I crossed when ball was lost
Then shortly after leaving Tee I let those pass who Tee long after me
While colleagues wait quiet patiently for me to find a perfect swing
And make the day worthwhile thing
Then suddenly success it’s been I find my swing and hit the green
A putters what you need right now until I seem to miss somehow
Again to find the missing ball oh why do I bother at all?
The driving range would sort me out or so the experts all would shout
Yet many balls I’d bash and hit just went their own way, not ahead
The many times I failed to hit a single net or hole or flag
Yes golf and me are not to be and now we all know why
So shoes that crimp and made me limp, the single glove and strange shape clubs
I waive them all goodbye!
Copyright © 2007 Ray Feasey
poem by Ray Feasey
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Sweetheart Tree
Goodbye romance cant take a chance
On loves painful games
Ive called too many times on a sweetheart tree
Lady lost now I count the cost
Nothing seems to change
Ive called too many times on the sweetheart tree
Too many times
Ooh love you made a fool out of me
You won again
So lovin set me free
I need some time to change my mind
Before I try again
Ive been too many times to the sweetheart tree
Some go some then lay in tow
But love just dont come free
Ive called too many names on the sweetheart tree
Too many times
Ooh love you made a fool out of me
You won again
So lovin set me free
(lead)
Too many times
Ooh love you made a fool out of me
You won again
So lovin set me free
Goodbye romance cant take a chance
On loves painful games
Ive called too many names on the sweetheart tree
(mccafferty, agnew, charlton, sweet)
1984 fool circle music
song performed by by Nazareth
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Queen's Flowers
During the month of April
Tree after tree in full bloom;
Mauve flowers, pushing out in plenty,
With copper pod yellow flowers on top
Here and there - taller, larger trees.
A solitary bread-tree flaunts its pretty leaves,
Bunch of bell-tree flowers intruding through;
Nearby a frangipani tree with white-streaked red flowers
Bougainvillae and railway creepers on the fence
Along the pavement where I walk.
Line, color, motion, light and shade
Thrill me: what my eyes see each moment
Constitute a better painting than
Any of the greatest of Masters.
Alas, it is evanescent!
13th April 2007
Bandra-Kurla.
poem by Daniel Trevelyn Joseph
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Channel Surfing
good at
flicking
through channels
flicking
through life
without focus
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Voice Of Night
voice....voice of night
in the dark forest
walk by the fear
shadow of trees
the blood curdling masks
for the forest
laughing....
voice of Animals
werewolf in the dark
eyes look at me
side by side
walk with me
walk in the dark forest
shine...
I run, run
for free
shine, , , ,
voices...
werewolfs chace behinde me
scream...
free
shine
runaway,
run
shine
fear
I yelling
werewolfs laughing
voice of happy
cry of fears
shine
free
white stone front me
freedom is only hallucination
freedom is only mirage
freedom is dead end
werewolfs.....
laughing.....
aggress to me
I fear
I cry
My tears in the eart
I look at sky
sky is dark
sky is cloudly
tears....dark rains
I laughing....laughing....laughing
disembowel... .
blood....
dismember
werewolfs...
vo ice of night
howler in the forest
dark sky
freedom
red stone was stone of freedom
die for freedom
die....
poem by Aidin Azarkerdar
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Eternity
eternity is a trap
no, go chase the horizon
go chase tomorrow
go chase time
go chase the end of thought
or go back a step
with the the egg or chick first theory
the world is created
for a chasing game
round and round and round
the starting point
is the final point
eternal grace
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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