Myth 3
Mirtoo Sea had been waving gently
The Blue Eagle had been flying over Tower Nomia
Wounded warriors had been drinking water from Glauke Fountain
Herodotus had been writing romantic poems on Meteora
Heavy rain poured down on Mount Pellion
Theofilos captured amazing inspirations in Delos
In Valley of the Butterflies Despina ate mandolata
When thunderstorm came Poseidon stood still on Korax Petra
Had Zakynthos been struggling in Leuctra Battle?
Ithomi had been crying softly under Kallistefano Tree
Near Marmari Bay, Sophocles had been walking tenderly
Medea had been waiting for the snow in Valley of Tempe
poem by Ahmad Shiddiqi
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Sestina: Here in Katmandu
We have climbed the mountain.
There's nothing more to do.
It is terrible to come down
To the valley
Where, amidst many flowers,
One thinks of snow,
As formerly, amidst snow,
Climbing the mountain,
One thought of flowers,
Tremulous, ruddy with dew,
In the valley.
One caught their scent coming down.
It is difficult to adjust, once down,
To the absense of snow.
Clear days, from the valley,
One looks up at the mountain.
What else is there to do?
Prayer wheels, flowers!
Let the flowers
Fade, the prayer wheels run down.
What have they to do
With us who have stood atop the snow
Atop the mountain,
Flags seen from the valley?
It might be possible to live in the valley,
To bury oneself among flowers,
If one could forget the mountain,
How, never once looking down,
Stiff, blinded with snow,
One knew what to do.
Meanwhile it is not easy here in Katmandu,
Especially when to the valley
That wind which means snow
Elsewhere, but here means flowers,
Comes down,
As soon it must, from the mountain.
poem by Donald Justice
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People In The Valley
Written by dewey bunnell, 1975
Found on hearts.
Some came down to hang out by the river
Others were waiting to find the night
We stood long just waiting for the picture
Looking at people to see what was right
Soon came the people
From over in the valley
Hundreds of them walking
Towards us in the rain
Then we turned around
And hid out in the alley
Met along the stones
Down tomorrow day lane
Take away the road and no one will remember
How many journeys we hedged in the stone
Friends around will take away the wonder
Sharing a moment of being alone
Soon came the people
From over in the valley
Hundreds of them walking
Towards us in the rain
And we turned around
And hid out in the alley
Met along the stones
Down tomorrow day lane
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ...
Ba da da da da da ba, ba da da da da da ba ba ba ...
song performed by by America
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Pejar Creek
Deep in the meadow grass
Easy stand the cattle,
Lightly lock the young bulls
In a mimic battle,
Pride gathers with each shock,
Every break and rally -
That’s where the Pejar runs,
Runs like a slip of silver through the valley.
Softly as a thrush sings
In the morning hushes,
Softly sing the waters
Round the reedy rushes,
Softly at the sand-bar,
Softly at the sally -
That’s where the Pejar runs,
Runs like a slip of silver through the valley.
Where awakes the morning
To dapple all the hills,
Where dewdrop, shaken,
Pendant slides and spills,
Where the golden bugles
Sunset calls reveille -
That’s where the Pejar runs,
Runs like a slip of silver through the valley.
Where the springtime blossoms
Like a mellow laughter,
Over all the grasses,
Over ridge and rafter,
Over all the tree-tops,
Down each ferny valley -
That’s where the Pejar runs,
Runs like a slip of silver through the valley.
Where the Pejar rises
Springs the Wollondilly,
Twinned upon the mountains
Babbling brook and ghyllie;
Where the bridge-heads rumble
Side by side they dally -
Out where the Pejar runs,
Runs like a slip of silver through the valley.
poem by Dame Mary Gilmore
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Kir
Kir came and uncovered your love and,
You gave in so easily;
But your valley of vision was like the valley of Kir's love,
And i was captured by the archers of the battle around me.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Blue Rain (Coming Down)
Silently I hear the sound of the blue rain coming down.
Its late tonight and I just saw you walking by.
Without one word of hello or goodbye.
Just one look at you with someone new,
And then I knew Id see you go around in the blue blue rain.
I didnt know one moment ago it could rain this way
You use to run straight to my arms now you turn away.
Oh I never knew such of feeling of blue.
Blue rain blue rain.
Blue rain.
Why did you make me love you than break my heart in two.
Then leave me alone here in the rain to cry for you.
Tomorrow will be filled with the lonely.blue rain.
Blue rain.blue rain.
I remember you all alone,walking on,
And crying,losing you,
In the blue blue rain.
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Blue Rain
Silently i hear the sound of the blue rain coming down.
It's late tonight and i just saw you walking by.
Without one word of hello or goodbye.
Just one look at you with someone new,
And then i knew i'd see you go around in the blue blue rain.
I didn't know one moment ago it could rain this way
You use to run straight to my arms now you turn away.
Oh i never knew such of feeling of blue.
Blue rain blue rain.
Blue rain.
Why did you make me love you than break my heart in two.
Then leave me alone here in the rain to cry for you.
Tomorrow will be filled with the lonely.blue rain.
Blue rain.blue rain.
I remember you all alone,walking on,
And crying,losing you,
In the blue blue rain.
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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A Silly Song
'O HEART, my heart!' she said, and heard
His mate the blackbird calling,
While through the sheen of the garden green
May rain was softly falling,--
Aye softly, softly falling.
The buttercups across the field
Made sunshine rifts of splendor:
The round snow-bud of the thorn in the wood
Peeped through its leefage tender,
As the rain came softly falling.
'O heart, my heart!' she said and smiled,
'There's not a tree of the valley,
Or a leaf I wis which the rain's soft kiss
Freshens in yonder alley,
Where the drops keep ever falling,--
'There's not a foolish flower i' the grass,
Or bird through the woodland calling,
So glad again of the coming of rain
As I of these tears now falling,--
These happy tears down falling.'
poem by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
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Thirst
My spirit wails for water, water now!
My tongue is aching dry, my throat is hot
For water, fresh rain shaken from a bough,
Or dawn dews heavy in some leafy spot.
My hungry body's burning for a swim
In sunlit water where the air is cool,
As in Trout Valley where upon a limb
The golden finch sings sweetly to the pool.
Oh water, water, when the night is done,
When day steals gray-white through the windowpane,
Clear silver water when I wake, alone,
All impotent of parts, of fevered brain;
Pure water from a forest fountain first,
To wash me, cleanse me, and to quench my thirst!
poem by Claude McKay
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Through the Green Valley
Through the green valley and past the crooked tree
there lies a place of love and tranquility
where food and water are in abundancy
and children play happy free from tyranny.
Through the green valley and past the golden tree
there is a place of art and wonder and glee
where people sing and dance in jeu d' esprit
and families are happy not refugees.
Through the green valley and past the diamond tree
there a place of beauty a land of the free
where people live in a state of ecstasy
and pain is vanquished there is no misery.
Through the green valley and past the godly tree
There the kingdom of heaven 'grandiosity'
poem by Wade Harlaine
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Blue Valley Songbird
She was born in a place called blue valley
At the foot of the tennessee hills
With the blue birds and blue bells
And blue mountain water
And the sound of the blue whippoorwill
But there was no peace in the valley
Her daddy, a cruel, ruthless man
Used and abused her mind and her body
So her mama said run while you can
So at fifteen she took to the highway
Belongings and guitar in hand
And she buried herself in her music
The one thing she did understand
And she sings like a bird and she writes like a poet
Her voice has that high, lonesome sound
She hurts, and her songs are the best way to show it
So the blue valley songbird keeps traveling around
She hopes someday she will make it
And everyone says that she will
When she comes to town, crowds flock around
To see the girl from the tennessee hills
She writes her letter back home to her mama
In care of the preacher in town
Theyre sacred to her so she reads them at church
And so her daddy cannot track her down
And she sings like a bird and she cries like a baby
Whenever she turns off the lights
Shes a whole lot lonesome and a little bit crazy
From memries and miseries and dreams gone awry
Blue dress, blue shoes, a blue cadillac
A band dressed in blue by her side
Instruments tied to the top and the back
cause the blue valley songbird is singing tonight
One nighters, honky tonks, years flying by
She never made it, but lord knows she tries
Expressing the feelings she holds inside
And the blue valley songbird is singing tonight
Oh the blue valley songbird is singing tonight
And she sings like a bird and she writes like a poet
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Waiting For The Rain
Im waiting for the rain
Im waiting for you
Im waiting for the rain
To clean my soul
Im waiting for the rain
Nothings gonna be better
Without you
The day you left me
The day you came
Ill never forget you
Feel you in my pain
The time stood still
The time was flying
I wonder why
Im not dying
Im waiting for the sun
Im waiting for a new day
Im waiting for the night
To close my eyes
Im waiting for the dark
Oh its gonna be harder
Without you
The way we danced
Ill always miss
Ill never forget
The way we kissed
The time stood still
The time was flying
I wonder why
Im not dying
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
song performed by by Roxette
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Rose-Petal Girl
Small flower, rose-petal girl,
I want to see you again
When a spring breeze gently blows
Through the budding trees.
Delicate one, unimaginably beautiful one,
I desire to touch the sun
As it tenderly kisses your hair;
You have made the world become
A valley of pleasurable dreams.
When I see you,
Life is the miracle of eternal youth;
I behave like a young boy
Who walks a girl home from school,
But is too shy to speak to her.
There is an endlessly dazzling blue sky
With gorgeous white clouds that hypnotize;
I could forever be in a trance
Following the sway of your skirt
And breathing the perfume of your blouse.
Every time you smile,
A poet should be writing a poem
With softly falling tears
In both his eyes;
Undoubtedly, you are
An elegantly burning candle
That romantically brightens
Every room you enter.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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If You Must Know
If you must know...
I'm the meadow.
I'm the stream through the hills.
I'm the valley below.
If you must know.
(If you must know)
If you must know...
I'm the Winter breeze.
I'm what you see but can't believe it.
I'm the heat.
I'm the snow.
If you must know.
(If you must know)
If you must know.
I'm the moonlight at night.
I'm the Sun giving 'sunlove'
I'm there at birth and when life goes.
If you must know.
So many live,
Trying
To de-mystify me.
Too many
Trying
To dismiss what 'it' is...
When
All this that I give.
If you must know...
I'm the heartbreak that comes.
I'm the wound and the healer.
I'm the shadow that appears...
Then out of sight...it goes.
If you must know.
So many live,
Trying
To de-mystify me.
Too many
Trying
To dismiss
What 'this' is...
When
All this that I give,
Brings life to those who live.
Too many times,
I've left sorrow and pain.
With
Too many know me...
As welcomed rain,
When I poured down on others.
I'm the meadow.
I'm the stream through the hills.
I'm the valley below.
If you must know.
And if you must know!
I'm the Winter breeze.
I'm what you see but can't believe it.
I'm the heat.
I'm the snow.
If you must know.
(If you must know)
I'm the moonlight at night.
I'm the Sun giving 'sunlove'
I'm there at birth and when life goes.
If you must know.
And If you must know!
Too many times,
I've left sorrow and pain.
Too many people know me...
As welcomed rain,
When I poured it down on others...
To bring them back in touch!
So many live,
Trying
To de-mystify me.
Trying
To dismiss,
All this that I give.
And I give with all my love.
Too much.
I'm the meadow.
I'm the stream through the hills.
I'm the valley below.
If you must know!
And I'll give,
All I can...
To those who live.
If you must know.
I give.
If you must know.
To let live!
If you must know...
Let live.
If you must know...
Let live.
If you must know...
Let it go,
And live!
If you must know...
Live.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Friends
my brown dog
under my legs
a blue bird
a hand away
a water fountain
a blue bird drinking
my hand on the brown dog
my legs and hands reaching
my mouth drinking water
the water fountain
doing some other things
besides hearing the world
the people in front of you
they are not your friends
there is this bar
that is that bench
words keep talking
ears shut
got to play with words
multi-tasking and evasive
believe me not
i do what is to be done now.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Valentines Day
She was the color of tv
Her mouth curled under like a metal snake
Although holy wood was sad
Theyd remember this as valentines day
Flies are waiting
In the shadow of the valley of death
In the shadow of the valley of death
Slit our wrists and send us to heaven
The first flower after the flood
I saw that pregnant girl today
She didnt know that it was dead inside
Even though it was alive
Some of us are really born to die
Flies are waiting
In the shadow of the valley of death
In the shadow of the valley of death
Slit our wrists and send us to heaven
The first flower after the flood
In the shadow of the valley of death
In the shadow of the valley of death
song performed by by Marilyn Manson
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Through The Valley
(After James Thomson)
As I came through the Valley of Despair,
As I came through the valley, onmy sight,
More awful that the darkness of the night,
Shone glimpses of a Past that had been fair,
And memories of eyes that used to smile,
And wafts of perfume from a vanished isle,
As I came through the valley.
As I came through the valley I could see,
As I came through the valley, fair and far,
As drowning men look up and see a star,
The fading shore of my lost Used-to-be;
And like an arrow in my heart I heard
The last sad notes of Hope’s expiring bird,
As I came through the valley.
As I came through the valley desolate,
As I came through the valley, like a beam
Of lurid lightning I beheld a gleam
Of Love’s great eyes that now were full of hate.
Dear God! dear God! I could bear all but that;
But I fell down soul-stricken, dead, thereat,
As I came through the valley.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Valentine's Day
She was the color of TV
her mouth curled under like a metal snake
although Holy Wood was sad
they'd remember this as Valentine's day
flies are waiting
In the Shadow of the Valley of Death
In the Shadow of the Valley of Death
slit our wrists and send us to heaven
the first flower after the flood
I saw that pregnant girl today
she didn't know that it was dead inside
even though it was alive
some of us are really born to die
flies are waiting
In the Shadow of the Valley of Death
In the Shadow of the Valley of Death
slit our wrists and send us to heaven
the first flower after the flood
In the Shadow of the Valley of Death
In the Shadow of the Valley of Death
song performed by by Marilyn Manson from Holy Wood (In The Shadow Of The Valley Of Death)
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The Lake
Water lilies load all over
The blue lake amid the woods,
That imparts, while in white circles
Startling, to a boat its moods.
And along the strands I‘m passing
Listening, waiting, in unrest,
That she from the reeds may issue
And fall, gently, on my breast;
That we may jump in the little
Boat, while water‘s voices whelm
All our feelings; that enchanted
I may drop my oars and helm;
That all charmed we may be floating
While moon‘s kindly light surrounds
Us, winds cause the reeds to rustle
And the waving water sounds.
But she does not come; abandoned,
Vainly I endure and sigh
Lonely, as the water lilies
On the blue lake ever lie.
poem by Mihai Eminescu from Poems (Poesii) (September 1876), translated by Dimitrie Cuclin
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Hazy's Hope of Spring
Wind's whispers
Tree's talking
Sea's walking
Sun's playing
Flowers grass's revolution
Plant's hugging
Love's calling
Air's kissing
Mountain is crying
River's laughing
Mad rain is clapping
Cloud's are hanging around
Train of lion and tiger glaring
Rabbits squirrels racing over cerulean hills
Koala and panda are dancing slow
Bees and birds flying over valley for verdant wedding
Ant's armies practice for summer's wars
Crushing fog ice frosty 's days
Marching for the will of change
New start for light
As much as sun's smiles love lives
As much as wind's blowing happiness raise
As much as rain is crying believe breed
Every time Mind and heart gasps spring's born
Pinky dreams of bright stars
Swimming in sturdy souls
poem by Parwin Jadan
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Christmas Green Tree
All the trees shed their leaves
Stood under black dress
Everywhere white snows
Except Christmas green tree
Children played in the valley
Making Ice balls and stick
The black tree doesn`t open eye
Except Christmas green tree
Little stars glimpses on
With the trees waving head
Singing Carol on the way
Jingle bell and Santa Claus
The Only tree is stood in green
Horrible winter coolly days
Blessing infent`s Holy birth
Enjoy happy Praise the Lord...
poem by Vinod Kumar
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