I dream of a star, an island of light, where I shall be born and in the depth of its quickening leisure my life will ripen its works like the ricefield in the autumn sun.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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Seasons of Query
Autumn is here
And the nights cooler and clear
Sparkling heavens
Full moons lit by
Thousands of suns
Autumn is here,
With twinkling starry skies
Breath taking Throbbing hearts
Quickening pulses
Comets
Streaking across the skies
And falling stars
Riding the heavens
Once again I wonder
At the works
Of a divne planner
Or physics in the making
Or a chaos hap and hazard
An autumn night
With all its mighty splendor
Whose cause I do not know
Though my mind
Never at rest
I enjoy the pleasure
Of my nest
Shimon
poem by Shimon Weinroth
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In An Island Of Light
some people have always loved
the island of light
and they do everything to be
inside
that island of light
to a certain extent of disregarding
civility and forgetting courtesy
and setting aside
the reservation that the island of light
is too small and cannot be
the place for all
some people have to live outside
the island of light
for that is what is meant to be
in the word of
destiny
and there will be time for all
a season for some
luck for the other
fate for four
disaster for more
the island of light soon dissolves itself
for the light of day
the sun of mercy
and it is for free.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Dream
When the white eagle of the north is flying overhead
The browns, reds and golds of autumn lie in the gutter, dead.
Remember then, that summer birds with wings of fire flaying
Came to witness springs new hope, born of leaves decaying.
Just as new life will come from death, love will come at leisure.
Love of love, love of life and giving without measure
Gives in return a wonderous yearn of a promise almost seen.
Live hand-in-hand and together well stand on the threshold of a dream.
song performed by by Moody Blues
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A Flower's Song
Star! Star, why dost thou shine
Each night upon my brow?
Why dost thou make me dream the dreams
That I am dreaming now?
Star! Star, thy home is high --
I am of humble birth;
Thy feet walk shining o'er the sky,
Mine, only on the earth.
Star! Star, why make me dream?
My dreams are all untrue;
And why is sorrow dark for me
And heaven bright for you?
Star! Star, oh, hide thy ray,
And take it off my face;
Within my lowly home I stay,
Thou, in thy lofty place.
Star! Star, and still I dream,
Along thy light afar
I seem to soar until I seem
To be, like you, a star.
poem by Abram Joseph Ryan
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Your Works
A city which is set on a hill cannot be hidden,
So i saw you from afar before i came to you;
Because you do have what keeps my heart going.
Let your light shine among the people around so that,
They may see your righteous works and thank the Father in heaven!
And like ten thousand rivers of oil.
Deep in the depth of love,
The light is darkened by the clouds of your muse;
And like when the summer fruits gathers,
Because your works are seen all over!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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An Island Or A City
is he an island or a city
he wonders through his world
not knowing the words
if an island or a city
lost time
and
losing life
in search of a dream
that was never dreamt-
from happy to sad
but never being glad
changing like the days and dates
that will never come back.
nor an island or a city
is left
but the dust, in the wind
don’t go in search of a dream,
that was never dreamt!
Was it an island
or
a city
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poem by Vasco M. Resendes
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Island Boy
So he saved his money, sold his car
And with his eye set on a Southern star
Got the courage to follow his heart
Set out for a brand new start
He's an island boy
Now he's an island boy
Living his life where stress is the enemy
Now he's an island boy
A stone's throw from St. Croix
He's finally found his piece of serenity
Now he tends bar at the Old Mango
And he sees tourists come and go
With their pressed pants and camera case
Too much sun burned on their face
Now he watches the snow on CNN
With all of his dope-smokin' friends
Just look at the hell they must be in
Swears he won't go back again
He's an island boy
Now he's an island boy
Living his life where stress is the enemy
Now he's an island boy
A stone's throw from St. Croix
He's finally found his piece of serenity
You know the love of his life has always been Emily
She loves the man she sees
In her island boy
Now he's an island boy
Living his life where stress is the enemy
Now he's an island boy
A stone's throw from St. Croix
He's finally found his piece of serenity
Island boy
A stone's throw from St. Croix
Island boy
Island boy
song performed by by Kenny Chesney
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A Star is Born in Obama
Born from a broken home
Born to be free
Son of a mother
Dad chose to flee
A star you are
And a star you'll be
Aspiring to take us all far into the next Century
President Obama
Son of this soil
Sleeves rolled up
Never afraid to toil
You are American
You are one of us
We are all traveling on the same bus
Even though the economy is failing
And the bus dangles near the railing
Hope is in sight
If we follow the star's light
A star he is
A star he'll be
The next president of our country
poem by Mitzie Thorne
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A Sun-Day Hymn
LORD of all being! throned afar,
Thy glory flames from sun and star;
Centre and soul of every sphere,
Yet to each loving heart how near!
Sun of our life, thy quickening ray
Sheds on our path the glow of day;
Star of our hope, thy softened light
Cheers the long watches of the night.
Our midnight is thy smile withdrawn;
Our noontide is thy gracious dawn;
Our rainbow arch thy mercy's sign;
All, save the clouds of sin, are thin!
Lord of all life, below, above,
Whose light is truth, whose warmth is love,
Before thy ever-blazing throne
We ask no lustre of our own.
Grant us thy truth to make us free,
And kindling hearts that burn for thee,
Till all thy living altars claim
One holy light, one heavenly flame!
poem by Oliver Wendell Holmes
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There Is This Island
there is this island
a very small island where i once escaped
away from the death that the crowd has inflicted
there is this lonely island
where the only house i have is just an old chair
and throughout the nine full moons i simply sit there gazing
looking at the small tree the leaf of which is only one
its veins too tiny for my eyes to love
it gets lonely here most of the time but i owe all my life to this very small island
it saved me once from the death inflicted on me by the crowd
my body becomes a geisha of gratitude
my mouth becomes the kiss of the slave woman to the nth power of Abram
i live in this island and on the last dropp of the day
i become forever
there will be another north star in the heavens
and it shall have my own name
there is this island shaped like a heart and it sheds blood because it is real
i am but a white grain of sand
perhaps, but i have become this grain of gratitude and i have become a star
forever hanging on the heavens.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Isle of our Delight
Hallowed moon- Blessed moon- Beloved moon.
Winged moon aloft in the crucible of the night.
Traveler’s moon, the dreamer moon- the starlit songster of time.
Sing your songs of years unending- dream your dreams of roads unbending.
Listen, yes, and listen now- the star-filled silences called across the seas.
Light our way hence to Ynis corgis- the island of “No Hopes fading.”
Guide our footsteps true-to the island of “Time’s walking.”
Leading us though this pure night of island of “No Love’s parting.”
poem by Katarina Bowman
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A New Star
Orbison dees
The evening sun is falling that old blue moon is calling
My guardian angel in the sky came through
To help all my dreams come true theres a new star.
Theres a new star coming tonight, theres a new love burning
So bright for a new star of love is born between the earth and sky
For you and i.
Theres a new star
The moon was dull, the sky was cold and gray
There were no stars to light my lonely way
And then I traced the lovelight in your eyes
To a new star twinkling in the sky burning bright, day and night
Now Im alright, now were together, lovers forever
A new star, a new star to light our way
Theres a new star burning for us, theres a new world turning for us
Theres a new star sparkling in the sky.
Theres a new star shining somewhere and we know the reason why
Theres a new star way up there for a true love
A new star for our love will never die.
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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The Island In The Sea
there is this island
a very small island where i once escaped
away from the death that the crowd has inflicted
there is this lonely island
where the only house i have is just an old chair
and throughout the nine full moons i simply sit there gazing
looking at the small tree the leaf of which is only one
its veins too tiny for my eyes to love
it gets lonely here most of the time but i owe all my life to this very small island
it saved me once from the death inflicted on me by the crowd
my body becomes a geisha of gratitude
my mouth becomes the kiss of the slave woman to the nth power of Abram
i live in this island and on the last dropp of the day
i become forever
there will be another north star in the heavens
and it shall have my own name
there is this island shaped like a heart and it sheds real blood because it is real
i am but a white grain of sand
perhaps, but i have become this grain of gratitude and i have become a star
forever hanging on the heavens.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Pirouetting Autumn
The tree blushed - a rude blast of air
Betrayed a shapely bough.
My saddened heart aware
That Nature's clock was chiming,
I froze upon the twelfth
Clanging tone, caught alone,
Staring at a creaking door -
Left ajar for dancing, coloured Autumn,
Pirouetting in her leaves,
While agitated summer creatures
Backed away resignedly,
Sighing in protracted breves.
I turned; gave company;
We stood together, watching
Summer slowly blow away.
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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A Pause
i close my eyes
hurt by the light
i nod my head
and ask for
more ideas
from God
i beg for more
silence
from the storms
of my troubled
heart
i dream of a calm sea
a raft
a fisherman
a catch
a rope a rudder
a blue sail
a seagul an island
a tower of light
a blade of grass
a ring
a truckload of rocks
a navel a while skin
an arm a butt
i want an imagination
of wingless birds
stranded in an island
a shadow
a dream of liberation
of bodies
trapping souls
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Truckload Of Rocks
i close my eyes
hurt by the light
i nod my head
and ask for
more ideas
from God
i beg for more
silence
from the storms
of my troubled
heart
i dream of a calm sea
a raft
a fisherman
a catch
a rope a rudder
a blue sail
a seagul an island
a tower of light
a blade of grass
a ring
a truckload of rocks
a navel a while skin
an arm a butt
i want an imagination
of wingless birds
stranded in an island
a shadow
a dream of liberation
of bodies
trapping souls
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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An Island in the Mind
Dream, flying out from the head
Becomes a bird flying over the sea;
The Sun, sprouting from the sea
Makes the sea alive and blue;
The flying dream that hovers in space
Becomes an island in the sea;
The island—the dream emanating from the head,
The bird, the air, the sea, and the light.
poem by Dejan Stojanovic
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The Gift Of The Maji (Bble Poems for Children)
Three Kings followed a star,
Studying the heavens from
afar.
They knew the king would be
born,
Sometime in the early morn.
In Jeruselem they did meet,
Asked about a baby so
sweet.
They saw a star ever so high,
Above a stable, in the sky.
This is the saviour, born on
earth,
Honor him with gifts and myrrh.
They had a dream from God, that
day,
Go home now, don't delay.
Joseph also had a dream,
God told him of Herod's scheme.
To kill baby Jesus, was his
plight.
Joseph, and Mary escaped at
night.
In Egypt they had to stay,
Until Herod's life had passed
away.
poem by Heather Burns
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She said I want to be like that.
she pointed
to the hot star
on the tv star
icon channel.
and said:
'
i want to be hot
like that.'
i said:
'well,
the good news
you are hot
enough to be a hot red or blue young star.
be it,
feel that
star
do what she does
without
directions
or manuals
just
stand up
and be hot
like you always want to be
or dream to be.
if you can not do that
i will
and you can ask me
to be
or act
like
a hot bull star.'
light
poem by Atef Ayadi
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Renee My Cousin
On the other coast by the sea,
is my cousin Renee who is sweet as can be.
She has two children who are almost preteens,
they are really creative with lots of energy.
Renee works in L.A.'s entertainment industry-
in fact she worked with lawyers at Spelling TV.
Renee got promoted as manager as one of her first jobs out there,
but she had to wait till they fired the head guy and his mistress with long hair.
When Spelling TV was bought out, she had to train lawyers all the nuts and bolts.
Renee was born on island with sand,
she was born in the Dominican Republic which is grand.
Her dad worked an ambassador in the government,
a war was going on the island, so as a baby on a ship she went.
Renee and her mom got the States alright,
lots of stories for Renee has had an interesting life.
Her friends tell her a movie she should write,
I think it would be a great movie,
maybe a comedy, a drama, nothing boring or light.
Best wishes Renee on more stories to share which are upbeat,
it will keep the movie goers on the edge of their seat.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on February 10,2012
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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