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October’s fingers
Slip the golden gowns of trees
To woodland carpet

haiku by Adeline Foster
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The First Of October

The first of October a beautiful day
And in the blue sky just a few specks of gray
And sunshine on the Parkland and on the park trees
And the warmth of Spring is in the freshening breeze,
The malelucas resplendent in their blossoms of white
And the magpies are piping in the warm sunlight,
The first of October and the capeweed in bloom
And beautiful golden flowers cover the broom,
In the paddock by the wood the grey kangaroos graze
They often venture out of cover on pleasant Spring days,
The first day of the second month of the Spring
And in the woodland nesting birds chirp and sing
And the sun shining brightly in the clear blue sky
And the swallows above the paddocks they sing as they fly.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Paradise Lost for M 'lady Tara

This used to be a woodland place
when I was young long years ago
but now there’s very little trace
no trees at all. You’d never know

this used to be a woodland place.
New bungalows in row on row
their window panes all screened by lace.
Replace the trees which were laid low.

This used to be a woodland place
where any upset child could go
if they were troubled, in disgrace.
An ideal spot for lying low.

This used to be a woodland place
but that was many years ago
How sad that passing years erase
the secret havens children know.

30-Mar-08

poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Surrender (explicit)

Fingers make me melt
As they slowly slip inside;
love I surrender

08 October 2007

poem by Apsara Urvashi
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October Suprise

He walked up to me
An October suprise
Made me see things
Through his wide eyes

Yea, heavy on the heart
He'd drain it dry
He spoke with a voice
That lifted the sky

He trembled the trees
I was damned by his eyes
Cause he smiled a smile
That parted the skies

October, you're bittersweet
Your flying leafs and happy trees
Oh, October, he's bittersweet
This suprise your time gave me

poem by Whitney Albright
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Salted With Love

It must be salted,
It must be roated over an open fire!
It must be koshered,
It must be soaked in salt water,
For there is no red carpet in heaven!
But it is only the white carpet of peace and love.

Love your partner everyday,
Ten thousand times ten thousand!
Because Rome was not built in a day,
And we all need to be guided by the laws!

The last great day is between the two evenings,
And without blemish between the two legs;
For the silver trumpet is between the two lips.

Ten years of pain in Satan's room and,
Five years of joy there after;
But the earth is full of water and,
Many are still without water.

It must be salted,
And bewteen the two eyes to show some love;
For the golden tree and the golden box are closer always.

Put the golden tree into the golden box,
And let me teach you more about love;
For the white carpet in the heavens are full of laws,
And we have to live by the rule of law.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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You must have been warned against letting the golden hours slip by; but some of them are golden only because we let them slip by.

quote by James M. Barrie
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You must have been warned against letting the golden hours slip by. Yes, but some of them are golden only because we let them slip by.

quote by James M. Barrie
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A Grain Of Sand

Life is like a grain of sand;
it can slip through your fingers
at any time and be lost forever.
We must enjoy every minute
while we have it
in case that too
slips through our fingers.
Love is a fleeting thing
that passes all too quickly through our lives
unless we grasp it tightly
never letting it go.
Our lives are like a grain of sand
and will slip through our fingers
before we get to enjoy it thoroughly.

20 November 2008

poem by David Harris
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You must have been warned against letting the golden hours slip by. Yes, but some of them are golden only because we let them slip.

quote by J.M. Barrie
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On The Highest Crest

On the Highest Crest

Beautiful October
God has gone main-stream
Ignores the seasons
Wants to be loved by us all
Before the big deluge

Lovely October
God disregard the cycles
My river is dry
While I sunbathe by its shore
And think of buying camels.

Godly October
Vacation’s our new deity
Tomorrow is today
Frost and snow are banished
But Himalaya is an island

Pretty October
We fight for a place to sit
The strongest win
Design a new national flag
And build a golden temple

Scenic October
The Sea is heaven’s mirror
God was a dream
No echo of man lingers
The long stillness has begun

poem by Oskar Hansen
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They Never Come Again

Life doesn’t give second chances,
but rare occasions
it sometimes does.
When this happens,
you have to grasp it
for all it is worth.
Don’t let it slip by,
as you may never get another try.

If love comes
a second time around,
don’t let it slip
through your fingers,
but take it to higher ground.
Second chances in this world
are to be taken
and not let slip away.
For it is quite possible
they may never come again.

22 February 2008

poem by David Harris
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(I Will) Start All Over Again

The lights of the city
Look good when you're leaving
You don't even count what you lost
The streets and their madness
Make my heart so sad
They will never be worth what they cost
Take me to the mountain
I want to see the other side
Oh give me one golden day
And I won't care where I've been
Oh let this world slip away
And I'll start all over again
I will start all over again
I'm through with the struggle
And tired of the trouble
It's high time I left it behind
I've walked the mean streets
Just counting my heartbeats
It's easy to lose your mind
I'll break the chains that bind me
For my soul is deep and wide
Oh give me one golden day
And I won't care where I've been
Oh let this world slip away
And I'll start all over again
I will start all over again
As sure as the sun keeps rising on me
I'll find a place where I ought to be
Oh give me one golden day
And I won't care where I've been
Oh let this world slip away
And I'll start all over again
I will start all over again
And I won't care where I've been
Oh let this world slip away
And I'll start all over again
I will start all over again Over again

song performed by by Diamond Rio
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Let Us Go On This Way

To get tyou baby I went through the wringer
Aint gonna let you slip through my fingers
Going to school isnt my fondest desire
But sittin in class you set my soul on fire
God please let us go on this way
All day long I practiced what to say-ay
I think about this game that I like to play-ay
When I leave you Im so depressed
cause youre my only happiness
God please let us go on this way
Seems we have extra-sensory perception
You can send me thoughts Id have no objection
Now we can fly high in the sky
Well live forever, well never die
God please let us go on this way-ay
(God please let us go on)
God please let us go on this way-ay
(God please let us go on)
God please let us go on this way-ay
(God please let us go on)
God dont let her slip through my fingers
(God please let us go on)
God please let us go on this way-ay

song performed by by Beach Boys
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It Was One of Those Fine October Days

It was one of those fine October days
free from summer’s heat and haze
but not yet gripped by autumn chill.

It was one of those fine October days
when the sky’s so clear
you can see the moon
through the atmosphere
at midday.

It was one of those fine October days
when the trees sport yellow and red
instead of everyday summer green.

It was one of those fine October days
when one draws a deep breath
and is grateful
to be resident on Earth.

poem by Richard Greene
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Start All Over Again

(will jennings/annie roboff)
(track 10 - time 4:52)
The lights of the city
Look good when you're leaving
You don't even count what you lost
The streets and their madness
Make my heart so sad
They will never be worth what they cost
Take me to the mountain
I want to see the other side
Oh give me one golden day
And i won't care where i've been
Oh let this world slip away
And i'll start all over again
I will start all over again
I'm through with the struggle
And tired of the trouble
It's high time i left it behind
I've walked the mean streets
Just counting my heartbeats
It's easy to lose your mind
I'll break the chains that bind me
For my soul is deep and wide
Oh give me one golden day
And i won't care where i've been
Oh let this world slip away
And i'll start all over again
I will start all over again
As sure as the sun keeps rising on me
I'll find a place where i ought to be
Oh give me one golden day
And i won't care where i've been
Oh let this world slip away
And i'll start all over again
I will start all over again
And i won't care where i've been
Oh let this world slip away
And i'll start all over again
I will start all over againover again

song performed by by Diamond Rio
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Autumn In The South

In April when the first cool days
Foretell of winter's coming frost,
And waning sun's soft golden rays
Shine weaker now that summer's lost;
When morning mists, in veils of grey,
The trees along the river cloak,
Until the breezes blow away
The clinging mist, like clouds of smoke.
Then under skies of palest blue,
In these clear days before the cold,
The trees that shed their gowns bestrew
The fading green with flecks of gold.

© Dennis N. O'Brien,2011 - 2012

poem by Dennis N. O'Brien
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A Magic Carpet

Some days I wish
I had a magic carpet I could jump on
and fly away to a paradise
somewhere beyond the sun.

Where life is peaceful
and no angry words are heard.
Where everyone is a friend
and there is, no enemies to be found.

Oh, to have a magic carpet
to take me anywhere I wish,
like a deserted Island
of golden sands and blue seas.

7 September 2012

poem by David Harris
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Four springtimes lost: and in the fifth we stand

Four springtimes lost: and in the fifth we stand,
here in this quiet hour of glory, still,
while o'er the bridal land
the westering sun dwells in untroubled gold,
a bridegroom proud of his permitted will,
whom grateful rapture suffers not be bold,
but tender now and bland
his amber locks and bended gaze are shed,
brimming, above the couch'd and happy clime:
all is content and ripe delight, full-fed.
And as your fingers brush my hand
so too the winning time
would charm me from regretful reverie
that keeps me somewhat sad, remembering —
not the old woodland days, for thou art near
and hold'st them safely hid
to rise and shine again, when waning skies shall bid —
but later dawns o' the year, away from thee
liv'd thro', even here,
and golden embraces of the light-hearted time
when I was sad at heart, remembering
the clear enchantments of our single year,
our woodland prime of love, its violet-budded vow,
receding ever now
farther and farther down the past, a gleam
that turns to softest pearl the luminous haze
drifting between in from the golden days
when I was sad at inmost heart, remembering
thee and the woodland season of bright laughter: —
so in my perverse and most loitering dream
(O fading, fading days!)
each season claims the homage due, long after
its glory has faded to an outcast thing.

poem by Christopher John Brennan
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The Marigolds

The Spring is in her prime now and the lovely marigold
Are blooming in the blackwood shade so lovely to behold
On a warm day in October close to thirty degrees
With the sun glowing in the blue sky and warmth in the breeze
In the breeze the marigold are nodding in their beautiful golden flowers
They came to bloom in the early Spring in the cool September showers
A gift from Mother Nature for to look at and enjoy
I have loved Nature's beauty ever since i was a boy
Such marvellous things of beauty that Nature does create
Though most of Nature's wonders have their own use by date
A sunny day in October warm for the time of year
And the songbirds in the parkland sound melodious and clear
And partly lit by the sunshine in the shade of the blackwood trees
The beautiful golden marigold are nodding in the breeze.

poem by Francis Duggan
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The Whispering Wind

like the whispering wind you sent to me
like the hopeless time you gave to me
i watched your dreams all slip away
i watched your dreams all slip away
there's a hopeless place inside my heart
when i look inside i see where we are
like the whispering wind in the top of the trees
i will watch the sky come following me
like the rain on my windows late every night
like the hope i have for us every time
it's like the whispering wind in the top of the trees
i see it sway as you come for me
there's a whispering wind i feel it inside
like a place i can feel but never will see
let a whisper come touch you come touch every thing
i stand in the way of the things i can be
let the whispering wind come lift us away
let it push us apart if we wish to stay
you're my sweetness my baby my love for all time
like the whispering wind it makes you all mine
like the whispering wind you stand here with me
like the whispering wind you stand here with me
i see your dreams all slip away
slip away
slip away
slip away

song performed by by Moby
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