My thoughts shimmer with these shimmering leaves and my heart sings with the touch of this sunlight; my life is glad to be floating with all things into the blue of space, into the dark of time.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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Broken: Blue
... silvered-fish thoughts, blue-shimmered, lithe,
too mercurial to voice, this grief, nimble
blue- shimmer; the sky can take your breath
cold mornings, cloud weft, white rift
in bright October sunlight, leaf-dapple,
silvered-fish thoughts, blue-shimmered, lithe,
sour milk-thistle grief cannot be wept
into the nutshell of a silver thimble,
this blue-shimmer; a sky can take your breath
like a silver perch catches sun-shift
and your heart stops; a grief throbs your left temple,
silvered-fish thoughts, blue-shimmered, lithe,
swimming round and round and round, fretted-
blue-shimmer of this glass globe, trembling
blue edge of a sky that can take your breath,
of a grief that cannot be wept, swept
into kitchen corners, the pulse of your left temple,
quicksilvered-fish thoughts, blue-shimmered, lithe-
blue drenching the sky, drowning, this blue breath...
poem by Melissa Morphew
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Era of the Butterfly
The butterfly with golden wings
Soars through summer sunlight
Over waves of endless time;
Love drifts on gossamer wings
In the Era of the Butterfly
Shimmering dewdrops tenderly kiss
Bright roses’ ruby lips
Laughing brooks babble downstream
Following paths of endless miles
In the Era of the Butterfly
While a breeze is softly stirring
Graceful leaves of inland trees,
By a sea of blue reflections
A mermaid’s combing lengths
Of her shimmer-green hair
As she wonders of her loved one
Beneath the sea queen’s throne of rock
Darting fish with scales like nacre
Play sea-games deep below
Where waters flow blue-green
Through glowing-color forest fronds
Growing thick from sea-bed sands
In this era hope and love
Spring up for all those blessed
By a touch of feather wings
In bliss eternal they intend to live
Virgin earth sweetly sings ‘I am
Alive, thriving richly gold and green’
As fresh blue waters of her lakes
Cast sparks of joy in sunlight,
Grasses of a rich-soil earth
Sigh a chorus of contentment
Directed by flirtatious zephyrs
A time of idyll, of peaceful coexistence
With no reason to ever quarrel;
The winged one will ensure the truth
No being is allowed to be
Superior to another
In the Era of the Butterfly
** ** ** ** **
poem by Erein Emrys
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In The Dark
Make me fumble
Make me fall
Make my heart stop and start
To tremble uncontrollably
Let my eyes see fear make desire
Keep those who long apart
Forbid the kiss
And leave us innocent
Of the things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark
Make me remember
Make me forget
Make my mind unable
To force the body to do its will
Let it be right for belief and denial
To share a space in the heart and leave us only to imagine
About the things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark
Make me pretend
Make me expect
Things can go and come to pass
Without trial or tribulation
Let this life space and time
Leave my body with permanent marks
Faded scars and lines
But not a single impression
Of the things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark
Let me be tempted
Let me be torn
But make my thoughts pure and not
Morally corrupt in form
Let us sleep tonight
Let innocence lie in our dreams and secret hearts
With burning desire
A need to know and do
The things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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Dark Bodies (demo)
Dark bodies floating in darkness
No sign of light ever given
Imprisoned in a world without a memory
Unconscious, or am I conscious?
Cut from the heart I am part of
Sometimes it feels as though I'm frozen in heaven
And I saw my own face in the black lonely space
Like a spark frozen grey
Floating away [x2]
In dreams I see myself flying
Closer to the sun and I'm climbing
Tried to touch the sun
But the brightness burned my eyes
Unconscious, or am I conscious?
Fell from the sky like a star
Sometimes it feels as though I'm frozen in heaven
And I saw my own face in the black lonely space
Like a spark frozen grey
Floating away
And I saw my own face in the black lonely space
Like a spark...
My mind was so dark...
My life was so dark...
My mind was so dark...
My life was so dark...
Everything was dark
Unconscious, or am I conscious?
Fell from the sky like a star
Sometimes I feel as though I'm frozen in Heaven
And I saw my own face in the black lonely space
Like a spark frozen grey
Floating away [x2]
And I saw my own face like a spark...floating away
song performed by by Fear Factory
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That blue sea...
The waves are splashing against the cloud mountains
I stop and listen as I take a drink from life's fountain.
The clouds roll in on me so heavily
I feel the rains presence as I hear to the roaring sea.
That blue sea that takes you in and washes you away
To somewhere you may or may not want to stay.
That blue sea that you look in for answers
that blue ocean that questions your questions
or gives you an answer within a question
That blue sea that leaves your thoughts
within its deep blue content.
That feeling it gives leaving you absent...
of what could happen as that blue sea waves.
Washing away the thoughts and emotion you felt
That blue sea that your secrets swim within
That blue sea you float in continuously
That blue sea of reality.
where the dolphins are swimming
while the sunlight is dimming.
as they swim across the blue open sea...
you realize the dolphin that you are meant to be.
poem by Deep Dark Soul Poet
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Dispossessed
Tender and tremulous green of leaves
Turned up by the wind,
Twanging among the vines -
Wind in the grass
Blowing a clear path
For the new-stripped soul to pass…
The naked soul in the sunlight…
Like a wisp of smoke in the sunlight
On the hill-side shimmering.
Dance light on the wind, little soul,
Like a thistle-down floating
Over the butterflies
And the lumbering bees…
Come away from that tree
And its shadow grey as a stone…
Bathe in the pools of light
On the hillside shimmering -
Shining and wetted and warm in the sun-spray falling like golden rain -
But do not linger and look
At that bleak thing under the tree.
poem by Lola Ridge
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On to the lighter side of life
Time for the lighter side of life
Like standing on a garden seeing flowers bloom
In a constant rain
Looking at
Red petals of a china rose,
Seeing a yellow butterfly
So lightly floating in air, fluttering
A very light sight
You seldom see, you have been too
Contained inside
The theoretical workings of your mind,
You are touching leaves
Of a maiden’s hair, it feels so light
Some morning dews like pearls still
Attached to a white rose
You touch it with your fingers,
It feels so light, you take some deep breaths
And some sighs, you stretch your body,
Touching some dancing ladies
In full array in bloom in
Sunshine, you touch sunlight
It feels so light, so light you feel like
You are levitating to all these now
You miss these lighter things,
Your head is heavy with a lot of nonsense things,
Your neck pains, your heart pains,
Perhaps it is time to breathe,
now embrace these lighter things.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Deprived
Ah, the sunlight caresses
Shimmering and flirtatious roses
While I’m here in the valley of dreams
Trembling like a leaf in a sensual breeze
To touch your necklace and feel your breath
Softly against the back of my hand.
I’ve never stopped loving you,
Too many poems have reconnoitered my heart
And revealed all my secret thoughts,
Any stranger can look into my eyes
And see you lingering in the shaded hues
Of my perpetual melancholy.
In some way, I’m happy today,
Deprived of you but not of my thoughts of you.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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My Heart Sings
My heart sings.
My heart sings the songs of happiness.
My heart sings the songs of joy.
My heart sings the songs of peace.
My heart sings the songs of the Blues.
My heart sings the songs of the Gospel.
My heart sings the songs of good news.
My heart cries a melody for all to hear.
My heart sings the harmonies of love.
My heart sings a song of beauty
that comes from the Thorne Birds
just before they die.
My heart sings songs to keep me alive.
My heart sings songs for as long as it beats.
My heart sings forever.
My heart sings haluwasa.
My heart sings.
poem by Jennifer Burns
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Shimmer Like A Girl
Its a shame you have a mind of your own now.
Shame on you, completely setting the tone now.
Ive caught you bleeding under my skin now.
I fought you, but youre beginning to win now.
Well I dont care, I swear its my turn now.
Shimmer, shimmer like a girl should, yeah.
Shimmer, shimmer like a girl should, yeah.
Shimmer, shimmer like a girl should,
You gotta get it glimmer, shimmer, sparkle while you can.
Shame crashing, falling off of the tracks now.
Get cracking at the small of my back now.
I failed you and theyre beginning to talk now.
I nailed you until youre walking the walk now.
Well I dont care, I swear its my turn now.
Shimmer, shimmer like a girl should, yeah.
Shimmer, shimmer like a girl should, yeah.
Shimmer, shimmer like a girl should,
You gotta get it glimmer, shimmer, sparkle while you can.
Yeaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
(do-doot-do)
Shimmer, shimmer like a girl should, yeah. x4
Yeah, shimmer, shimmer like a girl should, yeah.
Shimmer, shimmer like a girl should, yeah. x3
Shimmer, yeah, shimmer, yeah
Shimmer like a good girl.
(do-doot-do, yeah.)
song performed by by Veruca Salt
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Bluer Than Blue
After you go
I can catch upon my reading
After you go
I'll have a lot mroe time for sleeping
And when you're gone
It looks like things are going to be a lot easier
Life will be a breeze you know
I really should be glad
But I'm bluer than blue
Sadder than sad
You're the only life this empty room has ever had
Life without is going to be
Bluer than blue
After you go
I'll have a lot more room in my closet
After you go
I'll stay out all night if I feel like it
And when you're gone
I could run through the house screaming
And no one will ever hear me
I really should be glad
But I'm bluer than blue
Sadder than sad
You're the only life this empty room has ever had
Life without is going to be
Bluer than blue
I don't have to miss no t.v. shows
I can start my whole life over
Change the numbers on my telephone
But the nights will sure be colder
And I'm bluer than blue
Sadder than sad
You're the only life this empty room has ever had
Life without you is going to be
Bluer than blue
Bluer than blue
Bluer than blue
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Goodbye Is Not Forever
A pretty blue sea
A dark drowning abyss
As I stare into space
In a half trance
As memories continue to
Swarm
Tomorrow is the last
The last day
That I will see your face
But you will never fade from my heart
Even as time ravages
What you once were
As you finally return to earth
You will live on in my heart
And all the hearts of those who
Loved and cherished you
It's hard
It's really hard to write these down
To think these thoughts
To hold back tears of loss
I miss everything about you
And I will remember you happy
Remember your best moments
I will try to help the little ones as best I can
But this is so hard
But I'm glad your not in pain
And you've finally gone
Peacefully
Tommorow is my last day seeing you
A lot of people's last day of seeing you
There is so much I want to say
But too much to fully write down
Because I think of new things
Every time a feeling over takes me
I love you Grandpa
And losing you is like a heavy burden I must carry
I miss you
I hope your somewhere better
Goodbye is not forever
It's only the beginning
Your loving granddaughter,
Autumn
poem by Autumn Winds
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Sunlight
I can’t wait for tomorrow
To see a brand new day
I think about the morning
And it warms my heart
The morning sunlight
That brings me hope
The sunlight
That keeps me to smile
Oh sunlight… don’t you know
How much joy you had brought to me?
I go dance with the trees
To the tune of gasping leaves
Sunlight, Oh sunlight
Show me the way
For a brighter day
Shine on me like a guiding light
Bring me the love
That I can feel deep inside of me
Come to me
And light my window pane
For today, you are my angel
Oh sunlight, my sunlight
Stay close to me
As I feel your power
That embraces me
For today and tomorrow
You’ll be there beside me
Oh sunlight….
You’re my laughter, my friend
My life, my joy
Oh sunlight….! ! !
poem by Cheryl Aldea
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Glass Rose
a glass rose
with broken edges,
sits alone on the table
in an empty room...
sunlight stolen
from crusted shades,
glints on the petals;
the raw edges shimmer,
almost to touch!
gathering dust,
frozen by time....
a glass rose....
almost to touch!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Annihilation
While the blue noon above us arches,
And the poplar sheds disconsolate leaves,
Tell me again why love bewitches,
And what love gives.
It is the trembling finger that traces
The eyebrow’s curve, the curve of the cheek?
The mouth that quivers, when the hand caresses,
But cannot speak?
No, not these, not in these is hidden
The secret, more than in other things:
Not only the touch of a hand can gladden
Till the blood sings.
It is the leaf that falls between us,
The bells that murmur, the shadows that move,
The autumnal sunlight that fades upon us:
These things are love.
It is the ‘No, let us sit here longer,’
The ‘Wait till tomorrow,’ the ‘Once I knew —’
These trifles, said as I touch your finger,
And the clock strikes two.
The world is intricate, and we are nothing.
It is the complex world of grass,
A twig on the path, a look of loathing,
Feelings that pass —
These are the secret! And I could hate you,
When, as I lean for another kiss,
I see in your eyes that I do not meet you,
And that love is this.
Rock meeting rock can know love better
Than eyes that stare or lips that touch.
All that we know in love is bitter,
And it is not much.
poem by Conrad Potter Aiken
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My Thanks,
ACCOMPANYING MANUSCRIPTS PRESENTED TO A FRIEND.
'T is said that in the Holy Land
The angels of the place have blessed
The pilgrim's bed of desert sand,
Like Jacob's stone of rest.
That down the hush of Syrian skies
Some sweet-voiced saint at twilight sings
The song whose holy symphonies
Are beat by unseen wings;
Till starting from his sandy bed,
The wayworn wanderer looks to see
The halo of an angel's head
Shine through the tamarisk-tree.
So through the shadows of my way
Thy smile hath fallen soft and clear,
So at the weary close of day
Hath seemed thy voice of cheer.
That pilgrim pressing to his goal
May pause not for the vision's sake,
Yet all fair things within his soul
The thought of it shall wake:
The graceful palm-tree by the well,
Seen on the far horizon's rim;
The dark eyes of the fleet gazelle,
Bent timidly on him;
Each pictured saint, whose golden hair
Streams sunlike through the convent's gloom;
Pale shrines of martyrs young and fair,
And loving Mary's tomb;
And thus each tint or shade which falls,
From sunset cloud or waving tree,
Along my pilgrim path, recalls
The pleasant thought of thee.
Of one in sun and shade the same,
In weal and woe my steady friend,
Whatever by that holy name
The angels comprehend.
Not blind to faults and follies, thou
Hast never failed the good to see,
Nor judged by one unseemly bough
The upward-struggling tree.
These light leaves at thy feet I lay,--
Poor common thoughts on common things,
Which time is shaking, day by day,
Like feathers from his wings;
Chance shootings from a frail life-tree,
To nurturing care but little known,
Their good was partly learned of thee,
Their folly is my own.
That tree still clasps the kindly mould,
Its leaves still drink the twilight dew,
And weaving its pale green with gold,
Still shines the sunlight through.
There still the morning zephyrs play,
And there at times the spring bird sings,
And mossy trunk and fading spray
Are flowered with glossy wings.
Yet, even in genial sun and rain,
Root, branch, and leaflet fail and fade;
The wanderer on its lonely plain
Erelong shall miss its shade.
O friend beloved, whose curious skill
Keeps bright the last year's leaves and flowers,
With warm, glad, summer thoughts to fill
The cold, dark, winter hours
Pressed on thy heart, the leaves I bring
May well defy the wintry cold,
Until, in Heaven's eternal spring,
Life's fairer ones unfold.
poem by John Greenleaf Whittier
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If Walls Could Talk
(bobby miller)
Well, if things could talk then Im sure youd hear
A lot of things to make you cry my dear
Aint you glad [aint you glad]
Oh, aint you glad [aint you glad]
Aint you glad [glad]
Glad that things dont talk
Now, if shoes could tell where theyve been
When you say youve been visiting a friend
Aint you glad [aint you glad]
He-he-hey, aint you glad [aint you glad]
But aint you glad [glad]
Glad that shoes dont talk
Now, if doors could tell whos turned the knob
When hes away out on his job
If cars could tell whos been inside
And whos been taking you out for a ride
Aint you glad [aint you glad]
Oh, aint you glad [aint you glad]
But aint you glad [glad]
Glad that cars dont talk
In a world of trouble Id be
If things ever told on me
My whole life would be through
cause Im guilty, how about you ?
If things ever talk that way
Aint no telling what they might say
Aint you glad [aint you glad]
Oh, aint you glad [aint you glad]
Aint you glad [glad]
Glad that things dont talk
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Chance Meetings
In the mazes of loitering people, the watchful and furtive,
The shadows of tree-trunks and shadows of leaves,
In the drowse of the sunlight, among the low voices,
I suddenly face you,
Your dark eyes return for a space from her who is with you,
They shine into mine with a sunlit desire,
They say an 'I love you, what star do you live on?'
They smile and then darken,
And silent, I answer 'You too-I have known you,-I love you!-'
And the shadows of tree-trunks and shadows of leaves
Interlace with low voices and footsteps and sunlight
To divide us forever
poem by Conrad Potter Aiken
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Primal Death
Space
Time
Space
Travel
Raining
Ai ming
Space
Time
Space
Expanding
Un iting
Increasing
Space
Time
Space
Sweeping
Restraining
Stretching
Space
Time
Space
Wrestling
Throwing
Throwi ng up
Space
Time
Space
Falling
Sinkin g
Overturning
Space
Time
Space
Whi rling
Space
Time
Space
Disturbing
Space
Time
Space
Whirring
Space
Ti me Space
Erring at
Nothing
poem by August Stramm
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Home ' I Know'
I reach for the sapphire Heavens
...Filling my hands with the Firmaments Prayer
....On into the Ebon' of Noir'
...Where Broken Hearts, cry in despair
I must call upon My Maker.....
....Through My Ethereal Circumstance
...Floating, i, upon a Silken veil
...Of Salvations Divine Ambience
A Light and Warmth, it fills me
....It has raised me above the Sod
.....Floating e'er upwards in shimmering Ecstacy
...To, at last, Touch The Hand of God.
poem by Theodora Onken
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