Pointless Finality
The light pours in grey. Through
the window with curtains pulled shit
so I can't see day.
You know I hoped for yellow.
This grey, so inbetween
the monotony of hue on a navy ship.
Swimming barracks, swimming prison.
Six months and you won't even remember who you are.
Your personality, a pointless finality,
Who are we?
Who cares?
Is there anyone with maintained sanity who still believes in Humanity?
The way your mouth closes when you're thinking, you open it and gasp like a fish drowned by air just to shut it again. It makes me sick.
poem by Margot Smith
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Does a Fish go Pee?
Does a fish go pee
when it's swimming in the sea?
Does it ever get the notion
when it's swimming in the ocean?
Does a fish take a leak
when it's swimming in the creek?
Do they do it in a muddle
when you see them in a puddle?
Does a fish ever miss when it's taking a @! &%
and they find urination
in the farmer's irrigation?
Do you think they're rather fond
of going potty in the pond...
and then, for goodness sake,
do they go while in the lake?
Do they tinkle at all
while in the waterfall?
Could you see a yellow gleam
as they do it in the stream?
Now take a little quiz:
Does a fish ever whiz?
Does a fish go pee
when it's swimming in the sea?
(Written in 1990)
poem by Cathe Ferguson
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Life is this
Swimming is
Not excise...
Swimming is
Not hobby...
Swimming is
Not work...
Swimming is
Life...
Yes...
Swimming is
Life...
For all fishess....
Boat and ship
Without breath...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Ocean Poem
I am merely a fish swimming in a pond of darkness.
The trees are anemones standing alone.
Yet still i ride on not giving up
Not stopping at all til we reach the home.
We are all just fish swimming around
We do not take in anything other than the water we breathe
We care about nothing
Its only ourselves we see
that’s why I swim alone in this pond
I don’t want to be like those others
The ones who are all the same
Ill be fine just remember my name
poem by Courtney Tak
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I Go Swimming
Ooh, I go swimming, swimming in the water
Swimming in the river, swimming in the sea
I go swimming
I go swimming, swimming in the water
Swimming in the pool, swimming is cool
I go swimming
The sun is burning, I am yearning
For the waterflow (waterflow)
Next to my skin i, like to begin a
Waterflow (waterflow)
Letting off steam I float in a dream,
I cant let go (cant let go)
Follow my wishes, follow the fishes
Down below (down below)
I go swimming
I need water, water to drink
Water on my brain, water sustain,
Water over me
I want water, water I need
Water to think, water to drink
Water over me
The sun is burning, I am yearning
For the waterflow (waterflow)
Next to my skin i, like to begin a
Waterflow (waterflow)
Letting off steam I float in a dream,
I cant let go (cant let go)
Follow my wishes, follow the fishes
Down below (down below)
I go swimming
I go swimming, I go swimming
Swimming in water, swimming in water, swimming in water
Water all over me
Swimming in water, swimming in water, swimming in water
I go swimming, I go swimming
I go swimming, I go swimming
Swimming, I go swimming
Oh I go swimming, I go swimming
Water all over me
Swimming in water, swimming in water, swimming in water
Water all over me
Swimming in water, swimming in water, swimming in water
Water all over me
Swimming in water, swimming in water, swimming in water
Water all over me
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Pierre The Penquin
'I have just been swimming to catch my fish. I have 3, I love fish it is absolutely delicious, I don’t want them cooked, I can’t see the sense in that, I will eat them raw one by one and savor every bite. They are cold and slippery to slide down my throat. I will eat my fish first, then I might go for another swim, or I might go for a snooze for a while.'
Who knows?
Pierre the penguin has just been swimming,
to catch his evening meal.
He does not need a boat for this,
or a rod or reel.
He can swim very fast,
and catch his fish quite easily.
Pierre is well equipped for this,
has you all can see.
He has a flipper on each leg,
that makes him very strong.
So, when he goes swimming,
he can stay out there quite long.
The fish are cold and slippery,
to slide down Pierre's throat.
The oil in the fish,
gives Pierre his lovely coat.
After his meal,
he might go for another swim,
or he might go for a snooze.
Which one do you think,
Pierre, should really choose?
poem by Pamela lutwyche
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The Bad Side Of Summer
can you walk along the road without getting a fly in your mouth,
can you go to the beach without getting sun burnt,
can you play footie with your mates without getting treading in dog shit,
can you pick flowers for you mum without getting stung by a bee,
can you go swimming in the sea without getting eaten by a shark
BURP! ! ! !
didnt think so.........................
poem by Charlee Fish
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Grey, Grey Sky
Someday I will ride the great bird
Into the sky, into the grey
And will take a bright secret of mine
Into the grey, grey sky.
And the light will come, piercing my eyes
Out of the sky, out of the grey
Come blinding and searing these eyes
Out of the grey, grey sky.
And I will find comfort in this
In the wide sky, in the wide grey
In the painful dark brightness of light
Light of the grey, grey sky.
My secret will fly away home
Into the sky, into the grey
And the great bird will follow it there
Into the grey, grey sky.
And I will be riding that bird
Bird of the sky, bird of the grey
And I will come home once again
Home to the grey, grey sky.
But for now I am weighted, earthbound
One of the mud, one of the ground
And I write this sad song to sad sound
Girl of the pavement sighs.
poem by Grace Hutton
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Grey Blue Eyes
I feel for the light
Your glory was lost that night
And no mind can't get me right
And now I'm praying that you'll find me out
Stone, stone has pulled me down
But my faith has got me bound to your grey blue eyes
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Don't forget my broken heart
You remember it from the start
You made it and it's all a part
Of your grey blue eyes
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
You're gone and I know I'm dead
I've lost my way
Can't find me in your grey blue eyes
Grey blue eyes
Grey blue eyes
Grey blue eyes
song performed by by Dave Matthews Band
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The Last Good-Bye
Drowning,
Sick of swimming,
On the brink of letting go.
Smiling,
Sick of lying,
Wanting him to know.
Loving,
Sick of caring,
Shattered on the floor.
Dreaming,
Sick of nightmares,
As she closes her hearts door.
Hurting,
Sick of crying,
A flood is all she sees.
Falling,
Sick of waiting,
Laying there begging please.
poem by Lana May Hamlin
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The Grey World
Grey nights in the wind,
And the grey-faced dead.
Grey hairs in my head,
And grey eyes in my mind.
Grey mists in the morn,
And grey waves that rave,
Grey mould on my grave,
And grey eyes forlorn.
Grey clouds in the sky,
And the grey world asleep,
Grey ghosts that sigh,
And grey eyes that weep.
poem by Leon Gellert
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Your mind's ocean
Swimming away
swimming away
swimming away yeah
swimming through the deep blue ocean
nothing but red skies ahead
so put on ya hat and sun screen lotion
operation over cooperation
go swimming in your mind's ocean
The water so still
and the wind in motion
i'll be up and alive
before i'm down and moping
wake up in the water
before you drown
i'll make you want to smile
with my speechless frown
so put on ya hat and sun screen lotion
operation over anticipation
go swimming in your mind's ocean
Thoughts of doom and no hope
I'll dropp them in the oceans deep
To save my eyes when i grope
Dead to the world in this cool sleep
Swimming away
Swimming away
we'll swim all night
And walk all day
so put on ya hat and sun screen lotion
operation over destination
Lets go swimming
Lets go Swimming
in your mind's ocean
poem by Allen Steble
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Aquarium Fun
Have you ever seen an aquarium
With fancy fish swimming around?
Well I saw the most wonderful
Aquarium that I’ve ever found
Every color you can imagine
You’d find in a fish tank were there
Beautiful background for those fish
Not a single thing was spared
The cat fish were so enormous
You could imagine them in a pan
Fryin’ up so crispy brown
So tasty they’d never be bland
But instead we just enjoyed
Watching these fish on display
Swimming ‘round and ‘round
I once even saw them in play
I hope sometime if you haven’t
Been to an aquarium like this
Can observe their beauty as I did
These delightful and colorful fish!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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Theme From The Bottom
I feed from the bottom, you feed from the top
I live upon morsels you happen to drop
And coffee that somehow leaks out of your cup
If nothing comes down then Im forced to swim up
On the way upwards, the colors come back
But all along the bottom is blue, grey, and black
The darkness is cold and perception goes wrong
And the night seems to go on incredibly long
So I ask you why if Im swimming by,
Dont you see anything youd like to try?
Pantomime mixtures of heaven and earth
Jumbled events that have less than no worth
Time in the forest to dig under rocks
Or float in the ocean asleep in a box
Or sink just below all the churning and froth
And swim to the light source or fly like a moth
So toss away stuff you dont need in the end
But keep whats important and know whos your friend
So I ask you why if Im swimming by,
Dont you see anything that youd like to try?
If Im swimming by
From the bottom, from the top ( x 8 )
song performed by by Phish
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Sweat
I'm sweating
And breathing
And staring
And thinking
And sinking deeper
It's almost like I'm swimming
The sun is burning hot again
On the hunter and the fisherman
And he's trying to remember when
But it makes him dizzy
Seems like I've been here before
Seems so familiar
Seems like I'm slipping
Into a dream within a dream
Must be the way you whisper
The sun is setting cool again
I'm the thinker
And the fisherman
And I'm trying to remember when
But it makes me dizzy
And I'm sweating
And breathing
And staring and thinking
And sinking deeper
And it's almost like I'm swimming
Seems like I've been here before
Seems so familiar
Seems like I'm slipping
Into a dream within a dream
It's the way you whisper
It drags me under
And takes me home
song performed by by Tool from Opiate
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A Fishy Mystery
Here I am a fish
swimming with my friend Jack
as content as content can be,
then Jack says food ahead.
Hmm, I wonder as I spy
the wriggling worm ahead.
Jack swims with his mouth open
and then the next minute Jack and worm are gone.
My friends disappear like
that whenever food is around.
One minute we are happily swimming together
and then the next the food and they are gone.
Sadly they never come back
to say where they had gone
which only leaves me here
with a bit of a fishy mystery.
4 July 2010
poem by David Harris
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The Storm...!
My tiny car
Is gliding on
The grey band
Dissapearing into
A white wall
Gelled water
Falling from the sky
Floating across
The windshield
Has transformed
The wiper blades
Into two giant icicles
Swooshing across the glass
Making creepy sounds
The whiteness
Has conceled
The world around
Making me a fish
Swimming in a
Bowl of milk
A fish swimming alone
In a giant bowl of curdling milk
Trying to reach to the glass wall
And press its eye on to the glass
To peek at the solitary face
Gazing at the glass bowl
With her chin resting on her hand
Waiting...
Waiting for me to
Emerge through the milky darkness
To show my face...!
[Ah... glass walls... cruel invisible separators...]
poem by Rowving Smith
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Part 4: The fish saves the worm
The big-mouth fish, snatched the worm.
As the worm was afraid; a small piece of him,
was left, on the sharp object.
The fish cuddle him, in his mouth.
Swimming as fast as he can;
to make it, close to the shore.
The fish, spit him out, on the land.
As the worm landed, he look toward the fish.
And said, ' thank you for not eating me? '
I wish you well, the fish said. Take care!
As the worm grind his way, toward a new place.
Knowing this ain't his home, the ground was moist.
He drilled a hole, and discover a new home.
The End....
poem by Derrick Clark
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The Dawn Dance
What do you think I saw to-day when I arose at dawn?
Blue Wrens and Yellow-tails dancing on the lawn!
Bobbing here, and bowing there, gossiping away,
And how I wished that you were there to see the merry play!
But you were snug abed, my boy, blankets to your chin,
Nor dreamed of dancing birds without or sunbeams dancing in.
Grey Thrush, he piped the tune for them. I peeped out through the glass
Between the window curtains, and I saw them on the grass -
Merry little fairy folk, dancing up and down,
Blue bonnet, yellow skirt, cloaks of grey and brown,
Underneath the wattle-tree, silver in the dawn,
Blue Wrens and Yellow-tails dancing on the lawn.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Touche D'Amour
(3.30)
Somewhere in this crazy night
With all this noise, and all this light
I'm out upon the crowded street
I play the game and I keep the beat
Woo-oo
But I'm thinking of you
Woo-oo
But I'm thinking of you
And I remember the summer days
Your strenght and yet your gentle ways
Now I'm back on the crowded street
Through the darker days I keep the beat
Woo-oo
But I'm thinking of you
Woo-oo
But I'm thinking of you
Through all the grey, I see skies of blue
I close my eyes cause I'm thinking of you
And I pray to god, that what we had
We will have again someday
So I telephoned to tell you what
I'd hoped you'd like to hear me say
Woo-oo
But I'm thinking of you
Woo-oo
But I'm thinking of you
Written and performed by Chris Rea (vocals, guitars)
Bass by Silvan Marc
Keyboards by Max Middleton
Drums and percussion by Martin Ditcham
Transcribed by IITI
song performed by by Chris Rea
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Swallowtail
Let me in
And let me go
Tell me that
I need toknow
Swallow the key swallow the key
You feel compelled but its far too late to try and tell me now
So Ill try to suck it out
Open mouth feels warm
Secrets swollen so sore
We all know and we cant ask why
You turned into an ugly butterfly
That shape of you
Closes in and forms a shade of grey
Hanging over hanging me
Sorry youre gone
The voices they left me thinking
The words that Ive forgotten now
Try to come but cant come out
song performed by by Finger Eleven
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