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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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Tell Me What You See

If you let me take your heart i will prove to you,
We will never be apart if i'm part of you.
Open up your eyes now, tell me what you see.
It is no suprise now, what you see is me.
Big and black the clouds may be, time will pass away.
If you put your trust in me i'll make bright your day.
Look into these eyes now, tell me what you see.
Don't you realise now, what you see is me.
Tell me what you see.
Listen to me one more time, how can i get through?
Can't you try to see that i'm trying to get to you?
Open up your eyes now, tell me what you see.
It is no suprise now, what you see is me.
Tell me what you see.
Listen to me one more time, how can i get through?
Can't you try to see that i'm trying to get to you?
Open up your eyes now, tell me what you see.
It is no suprise now, what you see is me.

song performed by by Beatles
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When October Goes

And when October goes
The snow begins to fly
Above the smokey roofs
I watch the planes go by
The children running home
Beneath a twilight sky
Oh, for the fun of them
When I was one of them
And when October goes
The same old dream appears
And you are in my arms
To share the happy years
I turn my head away
To hide the helpless tears
Oh how I hate to see October go
I should be over it now I know
It doesn't matter much
How old I grow
I hate to see October go

song performed by by Barry Manilow
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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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October in New Zealand

O JUNE has her diamonds, her diamonds of sheen,
Meet for a queen’s neck, if Death had e’er a queen!
June has her blue days, jewels of delight,
Set in the ivory of Alp-land white,—
But October, October’s the lady o’ the year!

O January’s garland is redder than the rose,
And the wine-red ruby of January glows
All the way to madness and half the way to sin,
When sleep is in the poppy and fire is in the whin!
But October, October’s the lady o’ the year!

October will ride in a mantle o’ the vair,
With the flower o’ the quince in her dew-wet hair;
October will ride to the gates of the day,
With the bluebells ringing on her maiden way;—
For October, October’s the lady o’ the year!

poem by Jessie Mackay
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You and Yellow Air

YOU, AND YELLOW AIR by John Shaw Neilson
I dream of an old kissing-time
And the flowered follies there;
In the dim place of cherry-trees,
Of you, and yellow air.

It was an age of babbling,
When the players would play
Mad with the wine and miracles
Of a charmed holiday.

Bewildered was the warm earth
With whistling and sighs,
And a young foal spoke all his heart
With diamonds for eyes.

You were of Love's own colour
In eyes and heart and hair;
In the dim place of cherry-trees
Ridden by yellow air.

It was the time when red lovers
With the red fevers burn;
A time of bells and silver seeds
And cherries on the turn.

Children looked into tall trees
And old eyes looked behind;
God in His glad October
No sullen man could find.

Out of your eyes a magic
Fell lazily as dew,
And every lad with lad's eyes
Made summer love to you.

It was a reign of roses,
Of blue flowers for the eye,
And the rustling of green girls
Under a white sky.

I dream of an old kissing-time
And the flowered follies there,
In the dim place of cherry-trees,
Of you, and yellow air.

poem by John Shaw Neilson
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October Rust

I tremble in agony as I walk on Autumn’s leaves.
I touch the sound of it crumbling on the ground.
October, being its very own, passes by me without being known.
As I stand near the edge, I’m thinking of rolling down these hills.
I listen to the leaves break off branches and watch the dawn rain of seeds.
Orange, brown, red, and gold filling in the silence.
Trees rusting leaves off of its broken down walls.
The wind whispers to me of October’s Rust.
So it must be November, because this poem does not cover all the elements of October.
I’m running out of time as I put this pen on this paper.
And the very graveyard I’m walking on sings me a melody of a great song.
A song so great, it teaches me words of wisdom, for heaven’s sake.
67 crows fly right by me, as I pay attention to them by listening with my eyes and seeing with my ears.
I miss October’s Rust.
But November brings me a time of love without rusting itself onto oranges, browns, reds, and golds.

poem by Pam Eszpnal
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Portofino Sounds So Far Away!

It is the story of nights
When love somnoles for a while
While near the window, a dogwood tree
Blossoms in white, in flowers, in time

It is the story well known
When I hold your hand
To stay where we are, or just
To stay

For with time, between two kisses
Suddenly, love leaves for a while
In lavender, in tears, in promises
All goes, between two kisses
On an August night

It is the story others only know
The story which, with time, becomes ours
Between two goodbyes, at a train station
On an October night

And, as I look back
To the times we never had, alone,
To the fears that kept us up, alone,
After a promise was shared, alone,

I smile. For it is the story
I was told when young
When date trees grew near
Fig trees, and when high tide

Brought the bluest sea to our door
When we were told that with time
All goes, between two dogwood white petals
Falling
Or when in your eyes I lost
The times we never had
Alone

October 31,2008

poem by Vahe Kazandjian
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I; july guy; her october

I; july guy
Her october
I love the month
I love her.
October is full of life.
Mine july is of heat.
She gives me relief.
Thus I survive october.
For me, she is precious.
More than the month.
No wonder I merry her.
As she was born in october.

poem by Vizard Dhawan
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Bitter Sweet

No I don't know how to love you
The way you want me to
Coz everytime I try
Something always changes with you
First it's cold baby
And then there's too much heat
One minute I'm up in heaven
And the next I'm down in the street
Coz we got a love
That's bittersweet
I said we got a love
It's bittersweet
Sometimes when I'm with you
It's like you're just not there
When I look into your eyes
I see that thousand yard stare
Then you're back in love with me
Like you can't get enough
Rough into smooth
And the smooth back into the rough
Ohhhh help me now
We got a love
That's bittersweet
We got a love, oh darlin'
That's bittersweet
I don't know anybody
Anybody like you
I never met anybody
Could make me feel the way you do
I wish that I could love you
The way you want me to
So scared you'll pull out the rug
Darling if I do
It's cold it's cold
And now there's too much heat
One mnute I'm up in heaven
And the next, I'm walking the street
We got a love
That's bittersweet
You know we got a love
That's bittersweet
We got a love
That's bittersweet
You know, we got a love, oh darlin'
That's bittersweet.
Flamin' hot
Then not.
Ooooooooh, bitter memory
I said we got a love, oooh,
We got a love.

song performed by by James Taylor
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October Road

Well im-a going back down maybe one more time
Deep down home, october road
And I might like to see that little friend of mine
That I left behind once upon a time
Oh, promised land and me still standing
Its a test of time
Its a real good sign
Let the sun run down right behind the hill
I know how to stand there still till the moon rise up
Right behind the pine, oh lord
October road
(repeat)
Its the big-time life that I cant abide
Raise my rent. tan my hide.
Sweet call of the countryside
Go down slow. open wide.
I did my time
And it changed my mind
Im satisfied oh.
I got so low down, fed up
My god, I could hardly move
Wont you come on, my brother
Get on up and help me find my groove
Keep me walking, october road.
Keep me walking in the sunshine, yeah
A little friend of mine
October road
(repeat)
Help me now

song performed by by James Taylor
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21 October 2011

That day that night had fell in my hands
For b'fore me, lays on my pillow an angel
Who was oblivious to my plans
For to her heavens I ever remain faithful.

21 October 2011 was the day I asked heaven.

To bestow upon me a forever glee
That would expel such sorrow in the world
And break these sad chains from me
And who would walk with my hand, a girl.

If a more smoother silk was to bless my hand
Than a seraph would have me say
That this elegant hair is as gold as grains of sand
Which mesmerise my night to day.

21 October 2011 was when she took my heart away.

"Oh my beauty! " - I could not help express
At the tip of my lungs till they burst
To all persons to the world and rest
For my love, your heart is my first.

"Would you kiss me? " - Your incantation
Your magic, you cast o'er me your spell
For my heart was your infiltration
It's a fairy-tale - You're my love story to tell.

21 October 2011 was when into her arms I fell.

Those lips do not just give dulcet a kiss
But sing with a merry tune
The innocence I reminisce
As does the tenderness of the moon.

Her hands as soft as clouds
That fills happiness in the skies
The night must be of her so proud
For the stars sparkle in her eyes.

21 October 2011 is when God made my world in the days of seven.

Oh God! You answered my prayer!
And sent me an angel from heaven
My heart you guided her straight there
All on the night of 21 October 2011.

21 October 2011.

poem by Theo Williams
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Old October

Old October's purt' nigh gone,
And the frosts is comin' on
Little heavier every day--
Like our hearts is thataway!
Leaves is changin' overhead
Back from green to gray and red,
Brown and yeller, with their stems
Loosenin' on the oaks and e'ms;
And the balance of the trees
Gittin' balder every breeze--
Like the heads we're scratchin' on!
Old October's purt' nigh gone.

I love Old October so,
I can't bear to see her go--
Seems to me like losin' some
Old-home relative er chum--
'Pears like sorto' settin' by
Some old friend 'at sigh by sigh
Was a-passin' out o' sight
Into everlastin' night!
Hickernuts a feller hears
Rattlin' down is more like tears
Drappin' on the leaves below--
I love Old October so!

Can't tell what it is about
Old October knock me out--!
I sleep well enough at night--
And the blamedest appetite
Ever mortal man possessed--,
Last thing et, it tastes the best--!
Warnuts, butternuts, pawpaws,
'Iles and limbers up my jaws
Fer raal service, sich as new
Pork, spareribs, and sausage, too--.
Yit fer all, they's somepin' 'bout
Old October knocks me out!

poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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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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Beyond october.

Beyond October
Cuddle next to me into this night of October; let me know when I can follow your skin down to every spot.
Let me kiss you slowly meanwhile you pretend that you won’t misbehave, slowly I’m going to make tonight, the night that you will remember October forever.
Let me bite every spot that make you move, let me put this love in you, so you won’t forget about me.
Love beyond October, man! I just can’t stop thinking about those crazy times that we spend every night, since early august to early October or maybe the last days of September.

poem by Christian K. Montiel
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My October Symphony

(tennant/lowe)
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So much confusion
When autumn comes around
What to do about october
How to smile behind a frown?
Its hard to settle down
Its so bemusing
Will they cancel the parade?
We marched each october
Now they say we were never even saved
We must be very brave
Shall I rewrite or revise
My october symphony?
Or as an indication
Change the dedication
From revolution to revelation?
So were all drinking
As leaves fall to the ground
Because weve been thinking
How octobers let us down
Then and now
Shall we remember
December instead?
Or worry about february?
Mourn our war-torn dead
Never seeing red?
Shall I rewrite or revise
My october symphony?
Or as an indication
Change the dedication
From revolution to revelation?

song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Fall Drama

Like myriad jewels October comes
Topaz and flaming red
The length and breadth of slopes
And canyons of the White Mountains.
Rays of morning sun glint scarlet-gold,
Leaves glow in dew-damp air,
Give promise of never-ending loveliness.
O opulent October,
You give us one last show before
November winds ravage leaf and limb
And all your red-gold harvest lies
In heaps upon the ground.
O, October, how can we feel gladness
Beguided by your pageantry...
When trees stand bare and mute,
We wil remember your grand performance
Was but the prelude to a death-like sleep.

poem by Florence Weber Mann
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My October

My October
let me deliquesce
within the moonlight
on your lips
till the oceans recrudesce
in your breath

Let me be the the profound fire
in your eternal eyes
as they gaze through
the depths of my odyssey
towards the infinite portals
of your most divine soul

Let me be
the nucleus of your immortal light
as I end this discourse
in the dances of the wind
that carries me
to your most absolute heart
my October
until now, until forever.

poem by Jaypee Belarmino
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October Air

Cool and crisp October
Seizes my memory.
I can never forget…

Trees cut out to make a clearing,
Just enough shelter to guard our friendship.

Everyday was spent there.
It became our lives.
Away from the schoolyard drama,
The yelling of our parents-

It was a whole, separate life,
Without worry.
It was a place that belonged to us,
A place where we belonged.

Whatever names we were called,
Whatever trouble we had made,
Was left at the door.
Those things were not important inside.

We were ourselves.
We were best friends, with nothing to hide
And nothing to offer,
But ourselves.

October again now, still as cool and crisp.
Just enough frost to bring a tear to my eye.

I long to go back there,
But it would never feel the same.

poem by Leslie Kavanagh
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October

The tenth month
October has psychological problem as it doesn´t
belongs anywhere, nor summer or winter? That
is why it gets hot at noon and cold in the evening
having read bad reviews all day long,
October has an inferiority complex doesn´t accept
critics, sees it as a personal attack and then it gets
resentful send bucket full of rains on foe and friends
alike. But October has a soft inner heart, sentimental
too, so speak softly to it and it will be your friend.