Separation [Despărţire]
Pass by small groups of willows, the poles are running fast
The white moon in broad daylight a look on us has cast,
The train over the meadows is flying like a dove,
With it in competition.... Farewell for good, my love!
Farewell, my Thought is sleeping and takes care of my soul...
Upon my hand I see now a ray that takes a stroll...
My neighbor stares in silence, but has a sleepy eye,
Upon a man's wide forehead is resting a small fly...
I feel behind, my darling, horizons changing place,
And that my wasted calling gets lost in time and space,
Your tears are falling gently upon my soul and brain
As on the withered wheat fields fall drops of chilly rain...
And in the sea of sunlight the nations smile at ease,
Behind, a man is running as swiftly as a breeze.
The ripe fields' yellow spinning allows us all to see
Blue chichories and poppies displaying a great glee...
If I could turn my being into a flower sweet
From this astounding running I'd throw it at your feet!...
And if for you, my darling, I gave up all unrest
And if I threw away now the letters in the chest,
A deep remorse would tear me like thorns pointed and dry
For in my heart keeps sounding your wailing and your sigh...
And if I tried to summon the past with all its graves
Would be vain, – for quickly the memory's weak waves
Would melt in me like dim stars that fade in fountains deep,
Like white and tiny snowflakes that in our hands we keep...
I turn and start to tremble... O, Nemesis, fierce threat,
Take back your bloody kerchief with big and hot tears wet.
You, who untamed, from shadows,... and lacking a loud voice,
Along the path of suffering have pushed me without choice,
You, who obscure the bright star that glimmers in my eye
And dissipate the rainbows thrown on the blue night's sky,
Now turn away your cold brow, lift up your heavy load,
Detached from my own being, I want to take the road
On which the flock for ages has walked with steady pace...
To reach the final comfort with smile upon my face.
poem by George Topîrceanu, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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Song for Roxalie and Seth (Running)
running away
that's all I ever do
though I never thought
that I'd ever be running from you
shadows fall
across my soul, across my face
I wish that I could just come back
and take my rightful place
but my heart is racing, blood is pumping
can't believe I'm always running
away from my tears
because I never knew
my thoughts are whirling, head is spinning
can't believe I'm just beginning
to realize all you mean to me
when you're around my skies are blue
dreaming
that's all I ever do
but I never thought
that I'd have to just dream about being with you
pain is lurking
behind every twist and turn
but even after all I've been through
I guess I just never learn
now my heart is racing, blood is pumping
can't believe I'm always running
away from my tears
because I never knew
my thoughts are whirling, head is spinning
can't believe I'm just beginning
to realize all you mean to me
when you're around my skies are blue
please come back, we'll make this right
just take away this endless night
there's no reason to add up the score
we were both wrong, I admit
I don't blame you for calling it quits
but baby I'm not running anymore
now my heart is racing, blood is pumping
can't believe I'm always running
away from my tears
because I never knew
my thoughts are whirling, head is spinning
can't believe I'm just beginning
to realize all you mean to me
when you're around my skies are blue
please say I can always come home
to you
poem by Jade Leven
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Running On Empty
Looking out at the road rushing under my wheels
Looking back at the years gone by like so many summer fields
In sixty-five I was seventeen and running up one-o-one
I dont know where Im running now, Im just running on
Running on - running on empty
Running on - running blind
Running on - running into the sun
But Im running behind
Gotta do what you can just to keep your love alive
Trying not to confuse it with what you do to survive
In sixty-nine I was twenty-one and I called the road my own
I dont know when that road turned onto the road Im on
Running on - running on empty
Running on - running blind
Running on - running into the sun
But Im running behind
Everyone I know, everywhere I go
People need some reason to believe
I dont know about anyone but me
If it takes all night, thatll be all right
If I can get you to smile before I leave
Looking out at the road rushing under my wheels
I dont know how to tell you all just how crazy this life feels
I look around for the friends that I used to turn to to pull me through
Looking into their eyes I see them running too
Running on - running on empty
Running on - running blind
Running on - running into the sun
But Im running behind
Honey you really tempt me
You know the way you look so kind
Id love to stick around but Im running behind
You know I dont even know what Im hoping to find
Running into the sun but Im running behind
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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Our last Swim (R.I.P. Anne Mary Simon)
Our last Swim
By Renee’
For my beloved Anne Mary Simon
An Image of you in a cloud rolls by
The sky opens up, somewhere in my mind
A vision of you in a pale blue dress
Tears falling down, you took my breath
Memories of you...
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
The time is near, the time is nigh
To answer the call, to answer the cry
My head still spins, my body aches
The wind stings my eyes, my face
I look around, no one’s there
Will anybody notice, will anyone care...
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
I sit on this beach, your beach
I see the waves roll in endlessly
I hold you tight against my bosom
Tears fill my eyes as I see you running into the ocean
You are laughing and so happy
Memories of you...
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
It’s time to take our final swim
My eyes fill with tears
I can’t move, but I must
You are waiting for me
My legs ache, my body is frozen
You are calling me, “come swim Renee’ “
Memories of you…
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
I feel the warm ocean lapping at my feet
I slowly walk deeper, and deeper
Still holding you so tight
“Please don’t leave me! ”
I desperately cry
Stay with me a while longer
Don’t leave me yet
I am holding you so tight
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
I feel you touch my face
I feel your loving embrace
I see your warm smile
“Please Anne, stay a while”
I see the last glitter of your eyes
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
Opening the urn, I see you leap and dive
I see you swimming around me
Why are you so pale and grey?
Then the reality strikes deep into my heart
This is our last swim together
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
Why are you smiling?
Why are so happy?
Why do you want to leave me so quickly?
Why? Why? Why?
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
Walking from the water
I turn to look for you
I catch a glimpse of you
You look so happy my love
Then my heart skips a beat
I see you wave then turn away
Swimming and having fun
Memories of you…
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
Sitting on the beach
Watching the ocean
Knowing that you’ll always be happy now
I will visit you soon my beloved Anne
Soon we’ll swim together again
Rest in Peace my sweet love
Rest in Peace
poem by Renee' Stretch
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On the train [În tren]
It's racket, the train is ready to go
All sorts of weird strangers now get in the car.
It's seven and ten, my worries do grow,
I turn to the window, I'm feeling bizarre.
Hey, driver, go on, we've got rather bored,
It's time, blows the whistle, a rumor is heard,
I feel that is moving, O, help us, Good Lord!
The dark hasty shadows pass by like a bird.
The voice of the sorrow is silent right now,
I'm wiping my forehead, I'm squeezing my eyes
My soul seems to waver and I'm feeling low,
Hey, driver, go on, before my heart cries!
We're leaving behind, as we pass through the lands,
Tall signals, and switches, and cars, and white steam.
We see people passing, with flags in their hands,
While this shiny train goes fast like a stream.
Goodbye and farewell pretty town and dear friends,
Goodbye, my dear past, so sweet, but still vain!
At curves, when the train is creaking and bends,
I open the window and hail you again!
The town stays behind and shines in the light,
But churches and houses will soon disappear.
In front, a green blanket fills me with delight
And this crazy train is quick like a deer.
The scenery changes – some sights gray and dim,
A plain, on which shadows of clouds now repose,
A road all alone, a small forest, grim,
With dry trees on which one can see nests of crows.
The whole earth is spinning with very much ease
And so is the ground of this flat and large plain,
We're going ahead like a swift summer breeze,
While white railway chalets are watching the train.
poem by George Topîrceanu, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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Ballad IV
Farewell, my lady dear and dread,
Farewell, of all sovereign and queen,
Farewell, perfect and sacred head,
Farewell, who dost all honour mean,
Farewell, true heart, loyal and clean,
Farewell, best flower the world doth bear,
Farewell, yet not farewell, O white and fair !
Farewell, O wise, that no ill said,
Farewell, river that made life green,
Farewell, in whom fame harboured,
Farewell, voice that all ears could win,
Farewell, solace of all my teen,
Farewell, whose grace is wide as air,
Farewell, yet not farewell, O white and fair !
Farewell, soft look that through me sped,
Farewell, more fair than Helen queen,
Farewell, body and sweet soul wed,
Farewell, thou most gracious demesne,
Farewell, pole-star, joyous and keen,
Farewell, fountain of valour rare,
Farewell, yet not farewell, O white and fair !
Farewell, Princess of noblest mien,
Farewell, thou aweing smile serene,
Farewell, without fault, sin's despair,
Farewell, yet not farewell, O white and fair !
poem by Christine de Pizan
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Running Free
The fountain had a slow stream that was running free,
water sparkled as it flowed into the palm of the hand.
A father of time, sat reading an almanac at the table,
as the hour glass slowly dropped grains of white sand.
The old porch swing, swung back and forth in the breeze,
pushing care free in the spring air, in one of the four winds.
The sign was an article of faith that expresses God’s work,
the art was a symbol of the past, reflecting now and then.
In the distance was a whisper, then a whistle of a loud
sound of the freight train, running on the train tracks.
Lost in his thoughts, running in the fields, little by little,
losing his location, leaving behind a reality of his facts.
Reverberating through the hollow and the river bend,
what direction the sound may go, only nature will hear.
The heart seems to be running back to the country and
was set free, whose name it was calling, seemed so near.
poem by Johanna Fields
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Sea Song of the Exiles
Dear land, farewell!
Waves surge and swell.
Dear land, farewell, --
Blue sky!
Farewell, white cot whence the ripe grapes fall,
Gold blooms that bask on the mossy wall!
Dear land, farewell!
Hill, plain, and dell!
Dear land, farewell, --
Blue sky!
Dear land, farewell!
Waves surge and swell.
Dear land, farewell, --
Blue sky!
Farewell, betrothed, with the pure, pale brow;
'Neath sombre heaven dark billows we plough.
Dear land, farewell!
In thee our loves dwell;
Dear land, farewell, --
Blue sky!
Dear land, farewell!
Waves surge and swell.
Dear land, farewell, --
Blue sky!
Our eyes, whose tears all brightness blot,
Leave the dark wave for a darker lot!
Dear land, farewell!
In our heart's a knell.
Dear land, farewell, --
Blue sky!
poem by Victor Hugo
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Come Running
By the side of the tracks where the train goes by
The wind and the rain will catch you, you will sigh
Deep in your heart
Then youll come a-running to me
Youll come a-running to me
Well you watch the train go round the bend
Play in dust and dream that it will never end
Deep in your heart
Youll come a-running to me
Youll come a-running to me
Said, hey, come a-running to me
Oh, come a-running to me
Hey, yeah, come a-running to me
Said, hey, come a-running to me
Oh, come a-running to me
Hey, yeah, come a-running to me
With your hound dog by your side
And your arms stretched out open wide
I wanna keep you satisfied in the morning sun
By my side, come on, come on run
And you kick the sand up with your heels
You think to yourself how good it feels
Put away all your walking shoes
Then you come running to me
Now you come running to me
I said, hey, come a-running to me
Oh, come a-running to me
Hey, yeah, come a-running to me
You gotta rainbow if you run to me
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Farewell
Can I see thee stand
On the looming land?
Dost thou wave with thy white hand
Farewell, farewell?
I could think that thou art near,
Thy sweet voice is in mine ear,
Farewell, farewell!
While I listen, all things seem
Singing in a singing dream,
Farewell, farewell!
Echoing in an echoing dream,
Farewell, farewell!
Yon boat upon the sea,
It floats 'twixt thee and me,
I see the boatman listless lie;
He cannot hear the cry
That in mine ears doth ring
Farewell, farewell!
Doth it pass him o'er and o'er,
Heard upon the shore behind,
Farewell, farewell!
Heard upon the ship before,
Farewell, farewell!
Like an arrow that can dart
Viewless thro' the viewless wind,
Plain on the quivering string,
And plain in the victim's heart?
Are there voices in the sky,
Farewell, farewell?
Am I mocked by the bright air,
Farewell, farewell?
The empty air that everywhere
Silvers back the sung reply,
Farewell, farewell!
While to and fro the tremulous accents fly,
Farewell, farewell!
Now shown, now shy,
Farewell, farewell!
Now song, now sigh,
Farewell, farewell!
Toy with the grasping heart that deems them nigh,
Come like blown bells in sudden wind and high,
Or far on furthest verge in lingering echoes die,
Farewell, farewell!
Farewell, farewell, farewell!
Oh, Love! what strange dumb Fate
Hath broken into voice to see us hope?
Surely we part to meet again?
Like one struck blind, I grope
In vain, in vain;
I cannot hold a single sense to tell
The meaning of this melancholy bell,
Farewell, farewell!
I touch them with my thought, and small and great
They join the swaying swell,
Farewell, farewell!
Farewell, farewell, farewell!
Aye, when I felt thee falling
On this heaving breast-
Aye, when I felt thee prest
Nearer, nearer, nearer,
Dearer, dearer, dearer-
Aye, while I saw thy face,
In that long last embrace,
The first, the last, the best-
Aye, while I held thee heart to heart,
My soul had pushed off from the shore,
And we were far apart;
I heard her calling, calling,
From the sea of nevermore
Farewell, farewell!
Fainter, fainter, like a bell
Rung from some receding ship,
Farewell, farewell!
The far and further knell
Did hardly reach my lip,
Farewell, farewell!
Farewell, farewell, farewell!
Away, you omens vain!
Away, away!
What! will you not be driven?
My heart is trembling to your augury.
Hence! Like a flight of seabirds at a gun,
A thousand ways they scatter back to Heaven,
Wheel lessening out of sight, and swoop again as one!
Farewell, farewell!
Farewell, farewell, farewell!
Oh, Love! what fatal spell
Is winding, winding round me to this singing?
What hands unseen are flinging
The tightening mesh that I can feel too well?
What viewless wings are winging
The siren music of this passing bell?
Farewell, farewell!
Farewell, farewell, farewell!
Arouse my heart! arouse!
This is the sea: I strike these wooden walls:
The sailors come and go at my command:
I lift this cable with my hand:
I loose it and it falls:
Arouse! she is not lost,
Thou art not plighted to a moonlight ghost,
But to a living spouse.
Arouse! we only part to meet again!
Oh thou moody main,
Are thy mermaid cells a-ringing?
Are thy mermaid sisters singing?
The saddest shell of every cell
Ringing still, and ringing
Farewell, farewell!
To the sinking sighing singing,
To the floating flying singing,
To the deepening dying singing,
In the swell,
Farewell, farewell!
And the failing wailing ringing,
The reaming dreaming ringing
Of fainter shell in deeper cell,
To the sunken sunken singing,
Farewell, farewell!
Farewell, farewell!
Farewell, farewell, farewell?
poem by Sydney Thompson Dobell
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Good Bye My Sweet Heart
GOODBYE SWEET HEART
Where do you want to take
All my sad notes
When every eye of heart’s fountain
Dried up in this waste land
When my last word too
Defeated to the last straw.
Farewell, oh, my sweet thought
The thought where I gently float.
Let me remain here itself
With bruised wounds
Being all my dreams shattered to ground.
Oh, my sweet thoughts
Flow not again out of my deep sea
As rising waves
Throw not my messages in vain
Again and again.
I am thrown lying
In my silence, are all my dreams buried
I am lying thrown in my street
Like an empty mutilated tin
Exhausted all of its contains.
Farewell, oh, my sweet thought
The thought where I always gently float
The death is certain
Yes honey, it’s for me too
Yet I see not yours in any of my scripts
Even I myself request.
Farewell, oh, my sweet thought
Oh, my sweet heart, farewell to thee
Is the love narrowed only to a fire
Whenever I like to light
And whenever you like to put it out?
poem by Ponniah Ganeshan
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At peace [Împăcare]
A comrade when the pain is rife
That's how I saw you, on the whole;
I gave you my entire life,
A starry sky, devoid of strife –
And the pure flower of my soul.
But when you wished to shake it, dear,
It withered and it lost its bliss.
In vain you ask a kiss sincere,
Keep running to a new frontier
And other cheeks you'll fondly kiss!...
I do not beg, like in the past,
Your smile, while staying on my knees.
Neither the secret curses cast
Can bring you back to me at last,
Nor tears or any foolish pleas.
Mine was the fairest of them all
A bread in which the life abounds;
The rest I barely can recall:
Pick up the pieces that will fall
And throw them, darling, to the hounds!...
I love that one you used to be,
O, flame extinguished now for good,
As in my dreams your face I see,
But shadow dark... to cherish thee
Who walk away, I never could!
That's why, at peace with my own soul,
I'm just a stranger left behind.
I say: go forth, pursue your goal!
............................................
I'm watching how you play your role
And step by step you leave my mind.
poem by George Topîrceanu, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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End of My Heart
Can you hear the devils fiddle
Tuning up to play me a tune
I am the last true riddle
But the questions will end soon
The horizon is calling
The light begins to rise
This is me falling
Savor this moment with your eyes
I will just fade away
The dust will spread through time
My heart is now empty
I cross the final line
Too many brand new sorrows
Enter my soul deep within
Im running out of tommorrows
To start over again
My face is a ghost
Of the one I left behind
The things I want the most
Are the things I hurt each time
But now my velvet darkness
Soothes my suffering soul
To make it to fates promise
Is now my only goal
I cannot take you with me
Cause all I have is where Ive been
And you just shouldnt be
Blamed for all this sin
Farewell to my lovers
Farewell to my friends
There will be no others
This is where my heart ends
poem by Count Dracula
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Weak
(1) Lost in time
I can't count the words
I said when I thought
They went unheard
All of these harsh thought
So unkind
"Cause I wanted you
I wanted you
And now I sit here
I'm all alone
So here sits a bloody mess
Tears fly home
A circle of angels
Deep in war
'Cause I wanted you
I wanted you
Weak as I am
No tears for you
Weak as I am
No tears for you
Deep as I am
I'm no one's fool
Weak as I am
So what am I now
But love's last home
I'm all of the soft words
I once owned
If I opened my heart
There'd be no space for air
'cause I wanted you
I wanted you
Weak as I am
No tears for you
Weak as I am
I'm too much for you
Deep as I am
I'm no one's fool
Weak as I am
With this changing soul
In this weak old heart
Oh baby, ain't I too much for you
With this changing soul
In this weak old heart
Oh baby, ain't I too much for you
[Repeat (1)]
Weak as I am
No tears for you
Weak as 'I'm nobody's fool
Deep as I am
No tears for you
Weak as I am
Weak as I am
I'm too much for you
Weak as I am
No tears for you
Weak as I am
I'm nobody's fool
Weak as I am
Weak as I am
Weak as I am
Weak as I am
Weak as I am
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Icy Blue Heart
(john hiatt)
She came on to him like a slow moving cold front
His beer was warmer that the look in her eye
She sat on the stool, and she said what do you want
She said give me a love that dont freeze up inside
He said, I have melted some hearts in my time dear
But to sit next to you lord I shiver and shake
And if I knew love, well I dont think Id be here
Askin myself if I had what it takes
To melt your icy blue heart
Should I start to turn whats been frozen for years
Into a river of tears
These days we all play cool calm and collected
Our lips could turn blue just shooting the breeze
But under the frost, wee thought he detected
A warm blush of red, and the touch of her knee
He said youre a beauty like Ive never witnessed
And Ive seen the northern lights dance in the air
Ive felt the cold that can follow the first kiss
And theres not enough heat in the fires burning there
To melt your icy blue heart
Should I start to turn whats been frozen for years
Into a river of tears
To melt your icy blue heart
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Farewell Adeline
Farewell Adeline.
She lay with pillows for support,
a vain attempt to find comfort.
The noble spirit housed within
that frail translucent shell of skin.
Still took a kindly interest
in that small world that she knew best
Her face a mask of silver bones
back lit by a candle’s flickering tones.
The hollow orbits of her eyes
blue shaded now but very wise
The eyes themselves of violet blue
smile on me as they used to do.
Her hands at peace lay white and still
Lily petals that lacked the will
to knit or sew or read a book.
Adeline was content to look
at those who sometimes came to call
or watch the shadows on the wall.
Beyond all pain she’d reached the place
granted to some by heavens grace.
She spoke her voice was welcoming
still had that old familiar ring.
Come in my love and have a chair
beside me so I know you’re there.
I beg a favour my old friend
will you sit with me to end?
I will not keep you waiting long
I see the lights and hear the song.
Soon now the gates will open wide
and gladly I will step inside
Will you grant me what I ask?
I know it is no easy task.
What could I do but nod my head
and sit beside her on the bed
and gently take her hand in mine
to say farewell to Adeline.
I watched her eyelids gently close
as if she lay in sweet repose
Adeline has gone and left me
with nothing but a memory.
Revised May 2009
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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When The World Is Running Down
Turn on my V.C.R.
Same one I've had for years
James Brown on the T. A. M. I. show
Same tape I've had for years
I sit in my old car
Same one I've had for years
Old battery's running down
It ran for years and years
Turn on the radio
The static hurts my ears
Tell me where would I go
I ain't been out in years
Turn on the stereo
It's played for years and years
An Otis Redding song
It's all I own
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
Plug in my M.C.I
To exercise my brain
Make records on my own
Can't go out in the rain
Pick up the telephone
I've listened here for years
No one to talk to me
I've listened here for years
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
When I feel lonely here
Don't waste my time with tears
I run 'Deep Throat' again
It ran for years and years
Don't like the food I eat
The cans are running out
Same food for years and years
I hate the food I eat
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
song performed by by Police
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The Bride
SHE is standing by her loved one's side,
A young and a fair and a gentle bride,
But mournfulness hath crost her face
Like shadows in a sunny place,
And wistfully her eye doth strain
Across the blue and distant main.
My home! my home!-I would I were
Again in joyous gladness there!
My home! my home!-I would I heard
The singing voice, like some small bird,
Of him, our mother's youngest child,
With light soft step, and features mild.-
I would I saw that dear one now,
With the proud eye and noble brow,
Whose very errors were more loved
Than all our reason most approved.
And she, my fairy sister, she,
Who was the soul of childish glee;
Who loved me so-oh, let me hear
Once more those tones familiar, dear,
Which haunt my rest; and I will smile
Even as I used to do erewhile.
I know that some have fall'n asleep-
I know that some have learnt to weep-
But my heart never feels the same
As when those light steps round me came:
And sadness weighs my heavy eye
Beneath this cheerless stranger sky:
Tho' fewer now might round me come-
It is my home-my own old home!
She is back again in her sunny home,
And thick and fast the beatings come
Of that young heart, as round she sees
The same sweet flowers, the same old trees;
But they, the living flowers she loved,
Are they the same? are they unmoved?-
No-time which withers leaf and stem
Hath thrown his withering change o'er them.
Where there was mirth, is silence now-
Where there was joy, a darkened brow-
The bounding step hath given place
To the slow stealing mournful pace;
The proud bright eye is now less proud,
By time, and thought, and sickness bowed.
And the light singing voice no more
Its joyful carols echoes o'er,
But whispers; fearful some gay tone
May wake the thought of pleasures gone.
It is her home-but all in vain
Some lingering things unchanged remain:
The present wakes no smile-the past
Hath tears to bid its memory last.
She knew that some were gone-but oh!
She knew not-youth can never know
How furrowed o'er with silent thought
Are brows which grief and time have taught.
The murmuring of some shadowy word,
Which was a name-which now, unheard,
May wander thro' the clear cold sky,
Or wake the echo for reply:
The lingering pause in some bright spot
To dream of those who now are not:
The gaze that vainly seeks to trace
Lost feelings beaming on a face
Where time and sorrow, guilt and care,
Have past and left their withering there:-
These are her joys; and she doth roam
Around her dear but desert home;
Peopling the vacant seats, till tears arise,
And blot the dim sweet vision from her eyes.
poem by Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
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Intense Warrior
A companion of the stars and the moon
The great-horned owl flies within the forest
All his feathers are speechless in the night
Persisting as the warrior he is
When he stares at you with his yellow eyes
There's a phantom strangeness surrounding him
And when you look back into that owl's face
You know he is looking into your soul
No one can predict the owl's train of thought
Through the years of hunting in the shadows
This intense warrior restrains his voice
He knows not to speak often in the night
Living amongst the trees, the great-horned owl
Braves the night and befriends the satrs and moon
A fierce hunter flying in a fierce world
How thunderous the silence of his wings
poem by Nate Flying Owl
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U-Turns Allowed
God allows for all u-turns in life, on this road of worldly strife,
All can make a u-turn today, from that broad to a narrow way,
Open to any upon that path, strewn with litter of Satan’s wrath,
Simply turn into God’s Door, and find a path, stable and sure.
God gives light, day and night, in the moon and sun so bright,
Though it’s covered up at times, by God’s choice and design,
He sheds His Light on us all, who left the broad for that small,
To travel that narrow way of life, with God’s Son, Jesus Christ.
When the darker clouds appear, on His path, we need not fear,
After making in life a turnaround, we’re on one sure and sound,
When those shadows fall ahead, we can lean on Christ instead,
Of pursuing matters on our own, to deal with our trials all alone.
As you choose to turn to Him, He turns your life away from sin,
Through The Spirit’s interjection, God gives a life new direction,
God’s Holy Spirit takes the lead, as His Truth we begin to heed,
Guiding us in each turn and bend, by the wisdom He shall send.
When you turn your heart to Christ, God will give you a new life,
Putting you on a new road, that takes you to a Heavenly abode,
For when that first turn is taken, by God, you won’t be forsaken,
And up in Heaven you will see, He’ll be with you through eternity.
(Copyright ©09/2008)
Some time
Last night, my darling, as you slept,
I thought I heard you sigh,
And to your little crib I crept,
And watched a space thereby;
And then I stooped and kissed your brow,
For oh! I love you so--
You are too young to know it now,
But some time you shall know!
Some time when, in a darkened place
Where others come to weep,
Your eyes shall look upon a face
Calm in eternal sleep,
The voiceless lips, the wrinkled brow,
The patient smile shall show--
You are too young to know it now,
But some time you may know!
Look backward, then, into the years,
And see me here to-night--
See, O my darling! how my tears
Are falling as I write;
And feel once more upon your brow
The kiss of long ago--
You are too young to know it now,
But some time you shall know.
poem by Eugene Field
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