The Turtle Pool
After a cup of organic coffee
From the gift shop...I feel refreshed
My mind finally still enough to absorb
The serene surroundings of 'Rushton Garden'
The setting sun winks at my computer screen
Glinting through a canopy of tall oaks
The circle of birches sway in the August breeze
Their barks very chapped
Perchance in need of- plant vaseline
Seven bees keep us constant company
Stirred up by the coffee aroma, your minty scent
The bottle of orange juice in your knapsack
The water cascade is soothing
I stretch a moment and look deep into the pebbled pool
No turtles there, not even in the crevices
All I see is the reflection of rushes and the brown metal sign
'Please do not to poke or harass the turtles'
Where are they I wonder- adjusting my glasses
I think they have gone to the next turtle town
To visit family.
Monita Soni August 8 2008
poem by Monita Soni
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Oh what fun!
A sudden burst of energy
A galley of girls
In cute skirts
Short shorts
Colorful summer dresses
Pretty purses clutched under their arms
Goggles on their foreheads
Crowding around
The center table
All the excitement
Bending over each other
Images of singing in the chapel
One of them is getting married tomorrow
Ten minutes of laughter
Then they were gone
What fun to be young
Again.......
Monita Soni August 2,2008
poem by Monita Soni
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He is so cute
My nanaji
Is so cute
She says
Her big black eyes
Shining with love
Brimming with memories
Of childhood dreams
Hands full of treats
He never complains
Or gives a harsh look
Just smiles, watches TV
And enjoys his gum
Never misses his evening out
With his buddies
Always showers beaucoup praises
On his grand-girls
You are my favorite
He tells her on the phone
Never worry
Always smile
Why don't you do MBA
It is equally good!
Monita Soni
August 2nd 2008
poem by Monita Soni
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Regret
i do not know much about turtles
but i like to know one
they say turtles are not really slow
they are just gentle
and cool
as they live more in the water
rather than
on land
i have regrets though
not having known
that turtles
just want to be slow
and be not rushed
like
they are forced to be what they are not
by this rabbit
but there's one thing though that hurts
when turtles claim the value
of rationality
as though it is the only ingredient of a good
personality
i like to say, i like emotions too
turtles and rabbits that feel and tell the world
not to hurt each other anymore
but just be themselves
and be free and
be loved
and be appreciated
for what they are
unique
and long for a clique
i still think that this world is as beautiful as me
as you
as we together
writing poems and have fun
wading on the pond and basking in the sun
come, come, let us join our hands
rabbits and turtles on strong bonds
smile!
(see we have this picture now)
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Save The Sea Turtles
Turtles follow the light of the moon,
Lay their eggs in the lagoon.
Humans have so many lights,
Hurts sea turtles late at night.
11,000 endangered and threatened
“turtles of the sea”
Please keep your outside lights off please.
Have a motion detector to protect your place,
Keep Sea Turtles alive and safe.
Go to www.seaturtlesspacecoast.org
help sea turtles weather the storm.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Coffee!
Coffee beans all ground up,
Coffee in my favourite cup,
Coffee black, coffee white,
Coffee dark, coffee light,
Coffee right, to start the day,
Coffee at work, coffee at play,
Coffee midday, coffee at night,
Coffee to sober, coffee to excite,
Coffee weak, coffee strong,
But maybe instead some Lapsang Souchong! ! ! !
TEA! ! ! ! !
poem by Ernestine Northover
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The Cult Of Ray
What is there to say ?
Still I can't be silent
Hear the cult of ray
And you'll be enlightened
People, they're no fun
I saw raymond speak one time, he said hello
And as he opened up my mind, so fried and battered
I heard his words so very fine so high above this constant dripping chatter
Young sharks feeding on the scrapple
And upstarts feeding on your adam's apple
And you can't hear yourself in all this babble
And are you feeling role strain
Melting rock into metal
Melting rock into metal
Melting rock into metal again ?
In a dark place
In the deep sky
Is an old man
Is an old man
In a coffee can
And he's waiting
In the old rain
In the dep sky
And he's waiting
Hear the cult of ray
Fear the boy as tyrant
People have a way
When their mood is violent
People, they're no fun
I have a century in mind, wait, oh no
At least two centuries in mind, say, it doesn't matter
This rock is turning into sand while we are drowning here in our own shatter
You can't eat dirt cause it tastes so awful
Like no sugar in your turkish coffee
And can't smile cause I got me a mouthful
And i've been grinding this grain
Melting rock into metal
Melting rock into metal
Melting rock into metal again
In a dark place
In the deep water
Is an old man
In a coffee can
And he's waiting
In the old rain
song performed by by Frank Black
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Is it Tea or Coffee?
Is it Tea or Coffee?
Tell me!
My instant early morning dream
I like it black, white with sugar or cream!
The choice is free
Yet the mind cannot agree
With Tea is a Yippee!
With Coffee it is a Whoopee!
The thought of a little caffeine
The smell of fresh roasted beans
Will once again set off my adrenalin
While my exhausted brain is waiting
That stirring cup of sizzling black
Put on the kettle; spill the beans out of the sack
I will pay the fee; I will pay the levee
I will beg on one knee for a little bit of Coffee
Take a sip of the early morning coffee
Close your eyes and try to see
As you smell the airy aroma like a bee
Tea or Coffee! Perhaps you now understand me
Those swarms of dark brown seeds
They feed my vicious needs indeed
I don’t care how much I pee or how much I wee
For that sparking liquid of hot black called coffee
Copyright 2008 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Landon Bay
Nature
Updated January 21,2008
LANDON BAY
OPUS 41
The gentle breeze puts leaves to sway.
Light ripples caress the glassy sheen.
The red sloop is moored in Landon Bay
An idyllic setting, so serene.
Distant islands off the tree-lined point,
Covered with a haze of misty gray.
Somehow, time is out of joint,
Close to the town of Gananoque.
When gazing on this peaceful scene,
One wonders why this place is here,
Or if the presence of a single scream,
Could make this setting disappear?
Why are the terrors of the outside world
Distributed, among us, so unevenly?
Why are some places lovely to behold,
And others filled with agony?
While some of us feel only pain,
And life is constant misery,
Here is the locus of the Lord's domain,
And nature cries with sympathy.
Perhaps, it is to let us know,
That sanctuary still is found,
Where spirit can begin to grow,
And love can wax on fertile ground.
Written at Landon Bay, Ontario.
Steven B. Taylor
August 31,1997
poem by Steven B. Taylor
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Yertle The Turtle
On a far away island
of Salamasond
Yertle the turtle
Was king of the pond
A nice little pond
It was clean it was neat
The water was warm
There was plenty to eat
Until one day
The king of them all
Decided the kingdom
He ruled was too small
I'm a ruler of all that I see
But I don't see enough
And that's the trouble with me
With this stone for a throne
I am too low down
I cannot look down
Upon the places beyond
So Yertle the turtle king
Lifted his hand
And Yertle the turtle king
Lifted his hand
He ordered all the turtles
Onto one another's back
He piled them high
Into a ten turtle stack
I'm Yertle the turtle
The things I now rule
I'm king of a cow
I'm king of a mule
Then down from below
In the great turtle stack
Came a burp from a plain
Little turtle named Mack
Just part of the throne
This burpin' little turtle
Looked up and said "I beg
Your pardon king Yertle"
I've pains in my back
My shoulders and my knees
How long must we stand
Here your majesty
"Silence !" the king of the
Turtles barked back
To the bad burpin'
Little turtle named Mack
I'm Yertle the turtle
Oh marvelous me for
I am ruler of all that I see
Yertle
song performed by by Red Hot Chili Peppers from Freaky Styley
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The Meeting At Noon
They met at a coffee house
every day at noon.
They chose the same table
in the back of the room.
The aroma of the coffee
filled the air.
And while they smelled it
they continued to stare.
How was it, they wondered
that life could be
filled with remorse
that never let them be?
She, with a husband
whose mind was gone,
he, with a wife
whose body was gone,
They met each day
just to hold hands
and talk about
life's harsh demands.
They could not leave.
They were not that kind
but this meeting at noon
became the focus of their mind.
He watched her cry
and touched her face.
He knew her tears
he could not erase.
She watched him die
a little each day.
They prayed for the smell
of the coffee to stay.
and bring them peace
from these minutes at noon.
She stirred his coffee
and licked the spoon.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Somebody
At a diner down on Broadway they make small talk
When she brings his eggs and fills his coffee cup
He jokes about his love life
And tells her he's about ready to give up
That's when she says "I've been there before
But keep on lookin'
Cause maybe who you're lookin' for is
Somebody in the next car
Somebody on the mornin' train
Somebody in the coffee shop
That you walk right by everyday
Somebody that you look at but never really see
Somewhere out there is somebody"
Across town in a crowded elevator
He can't forget the things that waitress said
He usually reads the paper
But today he reads a strangers face instead
It's that blue eyed girl
From two floors up
Maybe she's the one
Maybe he could fall in love with
Somebody in the next car
Somebody on the mornin' train
Somebody in the coffee shop
That you walk right by everyday
Somebody that you look at but never really see
Somewhere out there is somebody
Now they laugh about the moment that it happened
A moment they both missed until that day
When he saw his future in her eyes
Instead of just another friendly face
And he wonders why he searched so long
When she was always there
At that diner waitin' on
Somebody in the next car
Somebody on the mornin' train
Somebody in the coffee shop
That you walk right by everyday
Somebody that you look at
But never really see
Somewhere out there
Oh, somewhere out there
Is somebody
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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There She Was
There she was and there she stood,
In the air of emtional feelings to meet her lover;
And the 12th of August 1999 was this special gift placed in his room.
Emphasis, love, via a brief visit on her status;
But the impact felt was the fundamentals of the knowledge around,
With the cooperative act of her secret garden.
She can't really get over him and,
He can't really get over her as well;
For they were classified among the generous acts of love.
Today she is refreshed from her mind and the adenture,
Of the muse of love that attracted her;
For the day came for her to muse with her secret garden.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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It Was Only Coffee
Young lady you run... Through my mind... More then I would like... But you being there is... Like a summer breeze... I am tense and at ease... All in that one moment... I see your body before me... Under me... Over me... I would truly love to live... Within your garden-walls... It's not often that a woman... Is so close... And yet so far... Platonic can only travel so long... I realize you are the master... Of your soul... And to me you are like gold... Deep down...I really must work... To get...IT... I felt your fresh-nesssss... From that first day at the coffee... Shop... Your silhouette haunts me still... In a very good way... A way I can't speak of... But you know...you know... If only for one night... Your garden I would love... In delight... Live there for a time... awake to the song of birds... Rushing to fix your break-fast... Treating you like the queen... You are... That gift which God created for man... I fear you...and at the same time... I adore and admire you... Respect you...that is mandatory...God says so... So I let you run through my mind... Keeping my thoughts... Fairly...fair... Most times I am breath-lessss... As I see your magnificent... Shadow... My whole being is harden... But gracefully...mind you... We must have a clandestine rendezvous... Oh'...That is just the boy in me... Speaking out... Don't worry... I will reprimand myself... For that... Sleep my queen... Enjoy the dew upon your... Garden..which is often thought about... And if ever you decide to water it... Remember... I would love to be the rain... And yes I am smiling.... And you...
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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When Love Is Over
Song of Khan Zada
Only in August my heart was aflame,
Catching the scent of your Wind-stirred hair,
Now, though you spread it to soften my sleep
Through the night, I should hardly care.
Only last August I drank that water
Because it had chanced to cool your hands;
When love is over, how little of love
Even the lover understands!
poem by Laurence Hope
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Java Blues
Rick danko
I walked into a diner
And the blonde behind the counter
She asked if she could help in any way
Hell, I knew by her smile
Her number I could dial
If I was in the need of company
But as I bought some java
Instead she brought me a cup of chicory
I got those java blues
Coffees got me
Java blues
Oh coffee, coffee, coffee
Java blues
Coffees got me
Java blues
Oh coffee
You know that Ill stay high
Ill drink coffee till I die
Dont pour me water just fill up my cup
You know it takes a lot just to keep me up
Cost may be more than you care to pay
What good is money compared to fightin pain
Dont try to cheat
Its impossible to beat
The only pick me up thats here to stay
I got those java blues
Coffees got me
Java blues
Oh coffee, coffee, coffee
Java blues
Oh coffee, oh coffee
Java blues
Coffees got me
You know that Ill stay high
Ill drink coffee till I die
The taste of java is like a cocaine rush
Nobodys gonna stop me from drinkin too much
Down in bolivia the people are insane
They want as much for coffee as they do for cocaine
Dont try to cheat
Its impossible to beat
The only pick me up thats here to stay
I got those java blues
Coffees got me
Java blues
Oh coffee, coffee, coffee
Java blues
The coffees got me now..
Java blues
Oh coffee, coffee
You know that Ill stay high
Ill drink coffee till I die
I got the java blues
Oh coffee, coffee
Java blues
Oh coffee, coffee, coffee
Java blues
Oh the coffees got me
Java blues
Oh coffee, oh coffee
Java blues!
song performed by by Nazareth
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Garden stroll
This Spring day is a gift
To enjoy simple pleasures
A stroll through the silver bells
A 2 year old in pink smocked overalls
Playing in the burnished copper fountain
Trying to capture the lights of the setting globe
The hot pink tulips blush orange in delight or shyness
For couples have circled them hand in hand stealing a kiss
I pick up a Rosa Bella Camellia to press it like years gone by
And wrap
A soft shawl of blue
Violet pansies woven sweetly
Like myriad of happy memories lovingly
Stitched together to give me hope that you will
Always think of me in moments like this when we
Work together with green ice late and caramel macchiato
Sunday March 16 2008
poem by Monita Soni
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There Is A Swimming Pool In A Small Town (Orléans Rondel Prime)
There is a swimming pool in a small town
where water sparkles as blue as the sky,
where some bikini clad girls draw the eye,
with skin tanned to mahogany brown,
where from a diving board people dive down,
where time gets wings and quickly rushes by.
There is a swimming pool in a small town
where water sparkles as blue as the sky,
where a myriad of beautiful girls daily lie,
where the garden is somewhat overgrown
and children buy sweets, chips and pie,
while teens frolic until the sun does die.
There is a swimming pool in a small town
where water sparkles as blue as the sky.
poem by Gert Strydom
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[ Late August ]
Heat still sizzles in the fields
In August summer still yields
The sun shines to no regret
Wind sauntering 'til sunset
'though heat is being cool off by the rain
Preserving flowers, and meadow - green
But summer still taking what it brings
The August incense with fugacious wings
Bounty blooms, butterflies, bees are insane
Birds, crickets sing and the night listens
Summer's sky, bright burst so clear
It's the late August in summer's fair
Summer in August still in standby
Sooner balmy weather is coming by
The hot temper will bicker with cool air
With soothing breeze here comes September
Ency Bearis
(c) copyright 2012
poem by Ency Bearis
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A Cup of Coffee
I start my day with coffee as my friend
The beans so fresh, as it blends
Giving out an aroma, that wakes me up
I stumble to the kitchen and look for the cup
I pour some black liquid and sip right away
I just want coffee, to start my day
Then on the road I'm on my way
Coffee is my friend to make my day
Stuck in traffic, I loose my mind
I then sip my coffee and just rewind
I get to work with a cup in hand
Juggling with papers I can't withstand
The coffee at work tastes bitter and cheap
But it's better than getting caught counting sheep
All day long, I make pot after pot
Of black steaming mugs of liquid gut-rot
Tanked up on coffee, I face the day
Taking anything that comes my way.
poem by Meena Mustafa
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Ninja Rap
YO! it's the green machine--gonna rock the town without bein' seen
have you ever seen a turtle Get Down?--Slammin' Jammin' to the new swing sound
Yeah, everybody let's move--Vanilla is here with the new Jack Groove
Gonna rock, and roll this place--With the power of the ninja turtle bass
Iceman, ya know I'm not playin'--Devastate the show while the turtles are sayin:
chorus:
Ninja, Ninja, RAP! Ninja, Ninja, RAP!
GO GO GO GO
Go Ninja, Go Ninja, GO; Go Ninja, Go Ninja, GO!
Go Ninja, Go Ninja, GO; Go Ninja, Go Ninja, GO!
GO GO GO GO
Lyrics, fill in the gap--Drop that bass and get the NINJA RAP
Feel it, if you know what i mean--Give it up, hour after hour
Cause in this life there's only one winner--You better aim good so you can hit the center
In it to win, with a team of four--Ninja Turtles that you gotta adore it's the:
chorus
Villians you better run and hide--Because one day you might not slide
Choose your weapon but don't slip--Vanilla's in control with the flex of the mic grip
Rockin' the crowd the way it should be rocked--With the Miami drop that you like alot
Hittin' like a Ninja Turtle when the bass kicks in--You better check your level
The power of the Ninja is strong--Fightin' all the crooks until they're all cold gone
chorus
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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