Fly On A Windshield
The sky is overcast and as rael looks back a dark cloud is descending like a balloon into times square. it rests on the ground and shapes itself into a hard edged flat surface, which solidifies
Xtends itself all the way east and west along 47th street and reaching up to the dark sky. as the wall takes up its tension it becomes a screen showing what had existed in three dimensions, on t
Her side just a moment before. the image flickers and then cracks like painted clay and the wall silently moves forward, absorbing everything in its path. the unsuspecting new yorkers are appare
Blind to what is going on.
Theres something solid forming in the air,
And the wall of death is lowered in times square.
No-one seems to care,
They carry on as if nothing was there.
Rael starts to run away towards columbus circle. each time he dares to take a look, the wall has moved another block. at the moment when he thinks hes maintaining his distance from the wall, th
D blows hard and cold slowing down his speed. the wind increases, dries the wet street and picks up the dust off the surface, throwing it into raels face. more and more dirt is blown up and it
S to settle on raels skin and clothes, making a solid layered coat that brings him gradually to a terrified stillness. a sitting duck.
The wind is blowing harder now,
Blowing dust into my eyes.
The dust settles on my skin,
Making a crust I cannot move in
And Im hovering like a fly, waiting for the windshield on the freeway.
song performed by by Genesis
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Illusion
You came like a strong wind
Blew me away like dust.
Far from ground of reality
Above the clouds,
I was gliding like a balloon
Fillied with joy.
Never knew how the time passed by.
I woke up in rain.
From the sky
As I fall along the water drop
Hitting hard on the surface of ground,
I can’t see you around.
I love my dream.
But I don’t want to sleep again.
poem by Kingshuk Chakraborty
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Lead Balloon
Kiss my ass! I said
And I threw my drink
Tequila trickling
Down his business suit
Must be the irish blood
Fight before you think
Turn it now
You cant cowtow
You cant undo it
Its his town
And that went down
Like a lead balloon
Lead lead lead lead balloon
He said sic her, rover
That went over
Like a lead balloon
Lead lead lead lead balloon
Lead balloon
An angry man is just an angry man
But an angry woman
Bitch!
I had to ask him for a helping hand
It came with the heart
Of a bonaparte
Of a frozen fish
Its his town
And that went down
Like a lead balloon
Lead lead lead lead balloon
He said sic her, rover
That went over
Like a lead balloon
Lead lead lead lead balloon
Lead balloon
Lead balloon, lead lead lead lead balloon
Lead balloon, lead lead lead lead balloon
Lead balloon, lead lead lead lead balloon
Lead balloon
Its his town
And that went down
Like a lead balloon
Lead lead lead balloon
He said sic her, rover
That went over
Like a lead balloon
Lead lead lead lead balloon
Lead balloon
Lead lead lead lead balloon
Lead lead lead lead balloon
Lead balloon
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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The balloon in the tree
There high up in the tree
was a bright Red balloon
how did it get there I mused?
Was it put there by a little boy
or did the wind pluck it from his hand?
it was stuck firm on a branch now.
When I came by the tree the next day
I looked up and it was still there
and it wasn't the only balloon
there was a blue one and a yellow one?
The following day the tree was covered in them
all different colours and sizes and shapes
the wind and rain couldn't pop them dead.
Every day more balloons were there in the tree
all different colours, shapes, and sizes,
the wind and rain wouldn't hit them at all.
I was the only person who knew of the tree
it became invisible to anybody else
the balloon tree was there just for me.
When a balloon died another took it's place
so the tree was always covered in balloons
throughout the years it stood proud and strong.
You may say I'm making this up or I'm mad
and there's no such thing as a balloon tree
but I know it's true so that's all that matters.
This is for Chloe, Holly, Katie, and Oliver.
poem by Kevin Halls
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Theres Nothing Soft About Hard Times
By: jimmy buffett
1970
Every day held a new surprise
I watched the hunger burning in my sisters eyes
The paste-board shack we called a home
Would haunt me in my dreams
cause theres nothing soft about hard times
Theres nothing soft about hard times
We never knew anything groovy
A dime meant bread and not a movie
The muscles that controlled my smile were rarely ever used
cause theres nothing soft about hard times
Theres nothing soft about hard times
Chorus:
I had to go cause I could see
I wasnt meant for poverty
The family ties were broken soon
I went off to find the moon
So I sit on a bench in jackson square
I drink my wine and I breathe the midnight air
Tomorrow Ill just hit the street and bum another dime
cause theres nothing soft about hard times
Theres nothing soft about hard times
Chorus:
I had to go cause I could see
I wasnt meant for poverty
The family ties were broken soon
I went off to find the moon
So I sit on a bench in jackson square
I drink my wine and I breathe the midnight air
Tomorrow Ill just hit the street and bum another dime
cause theres nothing soft about hard times
Theres nothing soft about hard times
Theres nothing soft about
No, no, no, no hard times
Theres nothing soft about hard times
No, no, no, no those hard times
Theres nothing soft about hard times
Im going to tell you about the hard times
Theres nothing soft about hard times
No, no, no, no hard times
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Balloon Of Whims
The balloon floats to the ceiling
the balloon bounces to the ground-
You are stuck in the middle
your emotions stir all around.
You can't run- you can't hide
from your feelings buried deep inside.
You just have to feel them through
even if they make you feel blue.
Then let them go up in the air
inside the balloon without a care.
This balloon of emotions has no whims
it will go anywhere it sees fit.
Miles up high balloon will fly
balloon cleansed of pain when you cried.
Written by Christina Sunrise on August 3,2012
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Hat Too Flat
We come in on the morning scan
All the way from far arcturus
Bringing with us peace and good will
From the margins of space and time
Our women are slung down low to the ground
Theyre very good youve probably had one
Our men are brave, studly and wise,
A pleasure to behold
Right away we walk the walk
More or less we talk the talk
But every time we make our play
Their eyes get wide they run away
cause the hat stays too flat
My hat is way too flat
My english she is much better now
But my hat remains too flat
The man smells a rat
And thats the end of that
My english it is more better now
But my hat is still too flat
Fair arcturus fashion forecast:
Skirts will be shorter
Legs stay long
Virtual raincoats are coming back
Hats as always continued flat
Back at home the machines work hard
We folk like to take it easy
Honing our awareness of
The finer things of life
Here when I go down to my job
I work hard for what seems like a long time
I look at my watch: fifteen minutes
It felt like half a day!
Soon enough we break for lunch
Me and the boys now Im one of the bunch
But no one wants to sit with me
So tell me what can the matter be?
The hat stays too flat
My hat is way too flat
My english she is much better now
But the hat is just too flat
A little thing like that
They dont get past the hat
My english it is more better now
But my hat remains too flat
song performed by by Steely Dan
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Hot Air Balloon
I saw a hot air balloon flying over my house:
Most of the time, it was as quiet as a mouse,
But, every so often, its burners suddenly roared,
And higher, up into the sky, it suddenly soared.
My excitement, I found hard to keep at bay,
As, a hot air balloon, you don't see every day.
A passenger balloon floating through the air,
For me, is so special, as the sight is so rare.
The sight of the balloon, filled me with delight,
And I stood watching it, until it flew out of sight.
My eyes were stuck to the balloon, just like glue,
As it floated across a sky of cornflower blue.
I wonder what it's like to float through the sky,
Watching the world down below gliding on by.
I've always wanted to ride in a hot air balloon:
I hope I will one day, and I hope that it's soon.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Hard Times Are Over
Its been very hard
But its getting easier now.
Hard times are over, over for a while.
The leaves are shining in the sun,
And Im smiling inside.
You and I watching each other on a street corner,
Cars and buses and planes and people go by.
But we dont care, we wanna know,
Wanna know in each others eyes
That hard times are over, over for some time. (yeh!)
Hard times are over,
Hard times are over,
Hard times are over, over for awhile.
Its been very rough,
But its getting easier now.
Hard times are over, over for awhile.
The streams are twinkling in the sun
And Im smiling inside.
You and I walking together round the street corner.
Hard times are over,
Hard times are over,
Hard times are over, over for awhile.
Hard times are over,
Hard times are over,
Hard times are over, over for awhile.
Hard times are over,
Hard times are over,
Hard times are over, over for awhile.
Hard times are over,
Hard times are over.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Hard Times Are Over
Its been very hard
But its getting easier now.
Hard times are over, over for a while.
The leaves are shining in the sun,
And Im smiling inside.
You and I watching each other on a street corner,
Cars and buses and planes and people go by.
But we dont care, we wanna know,
Wanna know in each others eyes
That hard times are over, over for some time. (yeh!)
Hard times are over,
Hard times are over,
Hard times are over, over for awhile.
Its been very rough,
But its getting easier now.
Hard times are over, over for awhile.
The streams are twinkling in the sun
And Im smiling inside.
You and I walking together round the street corner.
Hard times are over,
Hard times are over,
Hard times are over, over for awhile.
Hard times are over,
Hard times are over,
Hard times are over, over for awhile.
Hard times are over,
Hard times are over,
Hard times are over, over for awhile.
Hard times are over,
Hard times are over.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Hard Times Are Over
Its been very hard
But its getting easier now
Hard times are over, over for awhile
The leaves are shining in the sun
And Im smiling inside
You and I watching each other on a street corner
Cars and buses and planes and people go by
But we dont care
We want to know
We want to know in each others eyes
That hard times are over, over for some time
Hard times are over
Hard times are over
Hard times are over, over for awhile
Its been very rough
Its getting easier now
Hard times are over, over for awhile
The streams are twinkling in the sun
And Im smiling inside
You and I walking together round the street corner
Hard times are over
Hard times are over
Hard times are over, over for awhile
Hard times are over
Hard times are over
Hard times are over, over for awhile
Hard times are over
Hard times are over
Hard times are over, over for awhile
song performed by by Lennon John
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Purple edged moments I no longer have you
There are purple edged moments
Once coloured a different hue,
Purple edged are my feelings
Now that I no longer have you.
Yellow bright the morning
When you were here with me;
From evening 'til the dawn came
You were all that I could see.
Moments spent with you my love,
Have warmed me through and through
Come back, come back as soon as you can
My needs revolve around youPurple edged moments.
poem by Sylvia Lukeman
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Hard Times For An Honest Man
One man does his work
Hes not satisfied not at all
Feels like that hes being used
His self respect starts to fall
His frustration
Runnin very very high he takes it out
On the ones he loves, because its safe
And who they gonna tell
And he hates that cold-bloodedness
That runs inside
Chorus:
Oh yes
Its hard times, for an honest man
Very very hard times
Hard times, for an honest man
Very very hard times
Sister,
Shes got a lot of pride
You can see it when she walks into the room
But shes young
And shes unaware
Of what a brutal world can do to you
So she loves a man
He lies like a dog
Tears her little world all apart
So the walls go up
For the rest of her days
And there aint no man can touch this
Girls heart
Chorus:
Oh yes.
Its hard times, for an honest man
Very very hard times
Hard times, for an honest man
Very very hard times
So we walk
From the front porch to the back yard
Just to laugh and say hello and
Say goodbye
But some days are hard, like a
Soldiers steel-toed boots
And the rent we pay to stay here
Gets high
Chorus:
Oh yes.
Its hard times, for an honest man
Very very hard times
Hard times, for an honest man
Very very hard times
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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The Chamber Of 32 Doors
At the top of the stairs he finds a chamber. it is almost a hemisphere with a great many doors all the way round its circumference. there is a large crowd, huddled in various groups. from the sh
G, rael learns that there are 32 doors, but only one that leads out. their voices get louder and louder until rael screams shut up! there is a momentary silence and then rael finds h
F the focus as they direct their advice and commands to their new found recruit. bred on trash, fed on ash the jigsaw master has got to move faster. rael sees a quiet corner and rushes to it.
At the top of the stairs, theres hundreds of people,
Running around to all the doors.
They try to find, find themselves an audience;
Their deductions need applause.
The rich man stands in front of me,
The poor man behind my back.
They believe they can control the game,
But the juggler holds another pack.
I need someone to believe in, someone to trust.
I need someone to believe in, someone to trust.
Id rather trust a countryman than a townman,
You can judge by his eyes, take a look if you can,
Hell smile through his guard,
Survival trains hard.
Id rather trust a man who works with his hands,
He looks at you once, you know he understands,
Dont need any shield,
When youre out in the field.
But down here,
Im so alone with my fear,
With everything that I hear.
And every single door, that Ive walked through
Brings me back here again,
Ive got to find my own way.
The priest and the magician,
Singing all the chants that they have ever heard;
And theyre all calling out my name,
Even academics, searching printed word.
My father to the left of me,
My mother to the right,
Like everyone else theyre pointing
But nowhere feels quite right.
And I need someone to believe in, someone to trust.
I need someone to believe in, someone to trust.
Id rather trust a man who doesnt shout what hes found,
Theres no need to sell if youre homeward bound.
If I choose a side,
He wont take me for a ride.
Back inside
This chamber of so many doors;
Ive nowhere, nowhere to hide.
Id give you all of my dreams, if youd help me,
Find a door
That doesnt lead me back again
- take me away.
song performed by by Genesis
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Season of mists and mellow evening class
There's a nip in the air these days.
Time for self-improvement.
In evening class, some nights
will be fruitful, joyous, all you hoped.
Then there'll be nights when
a diligent student has a 'problem'...
could be a particular or worse, a general...
The class, who've been together
long enough to bond,
hasten to join him under that black cloud,
misleadingly shaped like an umbrella,
of his/her problem; we're not sure
exactly what that problem is;
but we all frown, look serious..
who would think that silence could be so heavy?
only natural landscape would describe it -
black cloud, boggy ground, slippery scree,
fog descending; where's the compass point?
the tutor's seen it many times before.
It's the underbelly of the learning curve
shaped more like shark than jellyfish..
poem by Michael Shepherd
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There's A Dark Cloud Over My Head
There is a dark cloud over my head
With every move i make, every step i take
It keeps following me
Lord you know i want to free
Dark clouds, dark clouds, dark clouds
Now as the rain begins to fall, i feel so small
I'm always getting wet with the rain of prejudice
Look there is a mist of discrimation
And the fog of injustice
Dark clouds, dark clouds, dark clouds hanging over my head
Lord you know i want to be free
It's hard to look through the thickness of the clouds
Standing under the dark clouds the sun never shines
As my eyes glist for a brighter tomorrow
My sisters and brothers are filled with sorrow
Dark clouds, dark clouds, dark clouds
Why do they keep following me
Lord you know i want to be free
This cloud kept many of our people down
This cloud has kept us bound
Our head hanging to the ground
A cloud of sorrow and pain
A cloud of loneiness and despair
Wondering does anyone care
Now as i look beyond the horizon with the telescope
Of my mind
It was fantastic what i've found
If you can look beyond your dark cloud, sorrow and pain
You will see a star shining so near, yet it seems so far
Beyond your dark clouds, there is a galaxy of deterination
There is a star of i am somebody and it's shining
For the whole world to see
Let's load up our spaceship of education
Put our satellite into orbit, let's speed on to culture
Proudness
Gravitation of ignorance will never hold me down
There's no time for malfunction in our dreams
For many years our focus was ecliped
Eclipse we were inferior, eclipse we couldn't make it
Couldn't go to the same school
We can see clearly now my sisters and brothers
Let's walk in the light, let's fuel up with knowledge
Independence, awareness
Yes use the telescope of your mind
The satellite of youe soul
The orbit of your heart
To reach that certain star, no matter how near or far
poem by Leon Thomas Lee
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Reading the paper in the WC without light
Torches should be
square or rectangle
where I can
put them down
and they won't roll
and break
on the ground.
Dear treasured reader
my dilemma has been solved
most satisfactorily
with a small square LED torch
until the power is back on.
poem by Vince Gullaci
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Field Of Life
Lost in my own eden,
all ground flat and even,
no hint of winter’s season.
Only the warmth of the sun,
and blossoms of cherry and plum,
not even a cloud on the horizon.
Here flowers and towering trees grow,
and here a bubbling stream does flow,
no sign of a flake or two of snow.
Here the sky is blue and bright,
not a single dark cloud in sight,
just a land of summer’s delight.
Lost in my own paradise,
an unfettered field of life,
with no unwanted sacrifice.
Only a place of true tranquillity,
where the winds of time blow free,
no matter what your status or ability.
poem by Dale Mullock
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Square Peg, Round Hole
He's a square peg in a round hole
Misfit in a slick world
Don't play the game
Don't do what he's told
He's a square peg in a round hole
Square peg don't care
The bright lights he's not there
Catch the shadows see him slip away
Square peg that's what they say
Square peg, Suare peg
Square peg, you have got to be strong
Square peg, he's got his own song
Square peg, I'll see you around
Square peg, face down
Square peg, round hole
song performed by by Chris Rea
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Hard Times
Have you ever felt
That your life is a wasting
Happiness beyond your reach
Sweet love has gone astray
Suddenly its bitter
Hard times
Hard times
When youre all alone
Nothing seems to matter
Sadness always fills the air
Hurts so deep inside
You just have to cry out
Wow.....hard times
Wow.....hard times
Wow.....hard times
Wow.....hard times
Give yourself a chance
You have something special
That nobody else can claim
Deep inside your heart
Shines a revelation
Wow.....shine on
Wow.....shine on
Wow.....hard times
Wow.....hard times
song performed by by Santana
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A Lonely Cloud
I’m eating a lonely cloud
It’s empty and cold
When it has gathered lot
Soon the sky is getting dark
I’m eating a lonely cloud
It’s heavy and hard
When it has already been dark
Soon the day is going to rain
I’m eating a lonely cloud
It’s grey and bitter
When it has already rained
Soon the tear won’t hesitant to flow
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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