Spanish Moss
Let go darlin
I can feel the night wind call
Guess Id better go
I like you more than half as much
As I love your spanish moss
Spanish moss hangin down
Lofty as the southern love weve found
Spanish moss
Keeps on followin my thoughts around
Georgia pine and ripple wine
Memories of savannah summertime
Spanish moss
Wish you knew what I was sayin
So Im rollin north thinkin
Of the way things might have been
If she and I could have changed it all somehow
Spanish moss hangin down
Lofty as the sycamore youve found
Spanish moss
Keeps on followin my thoughts around
Georgia pine and ripple wine
Kisses mixed with moonshine and red clay
Spanish moss
Wish you knew what I was sayin
So Im rollin north thinkin
Of the way things might have been
If she and I could have changed it all somehow
Let go darlin
I can feel the night wind call
The devil take the cost
I like the way your kisses flow and I love your spanish moss
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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To Know Without Knowing
Red moss, crimson as blood of a slaughtered calf,
I knew I had seen it before but could not recall
where or when. Like seeing a landscape painting
knowing I had been there before, long time ago.
In the valley of cobblers children ran barefoot on
summer grass and they scented of wildflowers
unpasteurized milk and healthy, innocent laughter.
I know this to be true but don’t know why?
I think of reindeers would they eat red moss used
as they are to the grey variety? Sun keeps shining
like Spanish blood orange with a wicked cold.
The good earth is dry, waits for rain…plenty of it.
The red moss is a forgotten love story and perhaps
if I sit still long enough and wait I will remember it.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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The moss that loves the stone
It is the moss that loves the stone
Most. No matter what or when, the
Moss somehow manages to stay
Even without a why, they say.
But the moss keeps on sticking
To the body of the stone that
Keeps its nonminding stiffness.
It is cold, it is hard, it is unfeeling
At all. It is the moss that keeps its
Love. It sticks with it, rain or shine.
It rolls with it. It stays with it even
In the desert, even it if means its
Own death. It is the moss that sticks
To the stone. It is its true lover.
In the river, the water has ordered
The moss to leave. It ordered the stone
To crush it. The moss cannot be
Removed. It covered the stone.
It is loving it whole.The stone has
Become the moss, and the stone
Is gone.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Spanish Eyes
Well I thought it out and if Im thinkin right
Shes been workin on me out of sight
Shes got me whispering in the night
Spanish eyes
But you can call me superstitious I dont mind
Strange feeling when her eyes meet mine
Shes got me thinking about her all the time
Spanish eyes
Hmmm, she loves to do it
Oh mama dont you say that
Not unless you mean it darlin
Im falling, Im falling
(for you darlin) let me lie in your fields of ambrosia
(its something) shes doing (for real)
And I know darlin youve got me hypnotized with your
Spanish eyes
Ive got a feelin that I let you in
I dont care what kind of trap shes trying to spin
Dressed like a demon and shes out to sin
Spanish eyes
Now when I look in your eyes its the sweetest thing
But something tells me if I let you in
Ill get hurt and its gonna sting
Spanish eyes
Ooh we love to do it
Oh mama dont you say these things
Not unless you mean it darlin
(Im falling) Im falling (for you darlin)
Let me lie in your fields of ambrosia
(its something) shes doing (for real)
And I know darlin youve got me hypnotized
Sparks flying wheels turning
Devils scratching at the door
Heart pounding head burning
Little sister *mi amor (*my love)
Oh *mi amor (*my love)
Ooooooh
Oh *mi amor (*my love)
(Im falling) Im falling (for you darlin)
Let me lie in your fields of ambrosia
(its something) shes doing (for real)
And I know darlin youve got me hypnotized with your
Spanish eyes
Im falling, Im falling
For you darlin let me lie in your fields of ambrosia
(its something) shes doing (for real)
And I know darlin youve got me hypnotized with your
Spanish eyes
(Im falling) Im falling (for you darlin)
Let me lie in your fields of ambrosia
(its something) shes doing (for real)
And I know darlin youve got me hypnotized...
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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To Gather Moss And More Of Moss
to gather moss
be a stone
to gather more moss
be a very still stone
be a stone still till the end
of time
you stand still and think
you want to be the moss
rather than a stone
to be all moss
you must betray the stillness
of stone
you must even forget
the importance of
what a moss can be
then you think some more
to be completely this moss
you need to be friendly
to the water and to the river
then you decide to be the water
instead of the moss
to be more than the water
you wish instead to become the river
and so you flow and learn the rush
and become the running river
until what you want really
is just to flow
to rush and run and then
you become nothing
but the motion itself
until you are lost
and then
you become what you are now
lost but real
always flowing, rushing, running
where nobody owns you
not even the river
or the stones or the moss
you have become
this running, this flowing, this being
so real so free
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Spanish Eyes
Little christine
Were takin one more run
Secret heart, when the time has begun
Come to part
And hey, youre the one
And now we know
My heart is sold
And though we tried
You took me with your spanish eyes
Hey badlands
Realize
That someone else is yearning
Special sunday night
And baby theres time
Time enough to cry
With all our sad stories
And all the bad that weve done
And all the times
Weve rode on for glory
And ...
And you took me with your spanish eyes
Stretch out baby
And call your daddy home
cause Im runnin tonight
Couldnt be all alone
Yes I know how something died
But baby it was just for kicks
It was just for fun
Even with all the bad that we done
They cant say we didnt try
And I fell for your spanish eyes
Saturday night special
Waitin in the sheets
Oh come on
Talk to me, my sweet
And Ill try to make it complete this timecome close and let me dry your eyes
Let me try to turn the lies
And let me kiss your spanish eyes
Let me kiss your spanish eyes
Let me kiss your spanish eyes
Let me kiss your spanish eyes
Come here, baby
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Spanish Eyes
Blue spanish eyes
Teardrops are falling from your spanish eyes
Please, please don't cry
This is just adios and not goodbye
Soon I'll return
Bringing you all the love your heart can hold
Please say "Si, si"
Say you and your spanish eyes will wait for me
Blue spanish eyes
Prettiest eyes in all Old Mexico
True spanish eyes
Please smile at me once more before I go
Dear, I'll return
Bringing you all the love your heart can hold
Please say "Si, si"
Say you and your spanish eyes will wait for me
Say you and your spanish eyes will wait for me
song performed by by Faith No More
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Spanish Harlem
There is a rose in spanish harlem
A rose that grows in spanish harlem
Its never seen the sun
It only comes up when the moon is on the run
And all the stars are leaving
Well, it grows right in the street
Up between the concrete
But soft and sweet, and (breathing? ? )
There is a rose in spanish harlem
A rose that grows in spanish harlem
Oh, with eyes as black as coal
That reach down in my soul
And start a fire I cant control
I beg your pardon
Well, I want to pick that rose
And watch her as she grows
In my garden
There is a rose in spanish harlem
There is a rose in spanish harlem
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Beneath The Moss
Entrenched at the back of my head
The moss got thicker
The moss got greener
And the moss got dense
Now it's a part of my natural landscape
They say it's sad
For the merchant of flowers that i used to be
But I love the way it never changes
Fixed and firm
With some wild flowers and fern
But one day
On its crust
Came across a scar
Deep like the ocean
And clear like the blue sky
Anxiously I peeped in for a while
Looked for some Enterprise
Tried to Entertain
Hoped to Enthrall
And Enthrone
with a hidden Enthuse
But found none
There ain't no valley of flowers down there
But moss
I was back with a disappointment
No longer before I found them all
Lined up alphabetically like slaves
With explanations right next to each other
Enterprise, entertain, enthrall, enthrone, enthuse and so on
On page 330 of The Advanced Learner's Dictionary
Lying beside my bed
I know I'm falsely convinced and morose
But I love the way it grows on its own
Fixed and firm
With some wild flowers and fern
poem by Falky Flakes
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The River Flows
The river flows and moss grows
And I dangle my feet in the water
The water is cold, but so is my heart
As I sit and just watch time goes by
No place I have to go, no place to be
Time has passed too fast, as fast as the river flows
Who else has sat here and felt this way
Felt pain in their heart and soul
They don't understand, did they ever?
All the hurt down deep in my soul
The leaves sway with the wind
And the chill sets in
I know I must leave, I don't know where
Guess I'll find my way down the road
With tears in my eyes and a broken heart
I'll find my way back to somewhere
The river flows on and the moss will keep growing
Till someone else sits here
And remembers things like I do
And wish I had them all back
I leave in the night, goodbye to the river and moss
May each persons who comes this way
Find a peace inside like I did but on the way
I'll always remember that the river flows on and the moss grows.
Written by Jo Carey
My Affinity To Dixie
I love the words
antebellum jambalaya gumbo okra grits
the immortal songs of Hank Williams
graceland mansions tar paper shacks
spanish moss pecan trees
giant magnolia blooms
scenting the southern air
bayous moonshine
water snakes alligators
Cajun foods Creole cooking
New Orleans Blues
the great rockers
Elvis and Jerry Lee
Little Richard Fats Domino
the indomitable Ray Charles
Harper Lee's
To Kill A Mockingbird
I've never been to Dixie
but I would if I could.
poem by Vince Gullaci
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Travel and society polish one, but a rolling stone gathers no moss, and a little moss is a good thing on a man.
quote by John Burroughs
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Spanish Eyes
(words & music by b. kaemfert - c. singleton - e. snyder)
Blue spanish eyes teardrops are falling from your spanish eyes
Please please dont cry, this is just adios and not good-bye
Soon Ill return, bringing you all the love your heart can hold
Please say si si say you and your spanish eyes will wait for me
Soon Ill return, bringing you all the love your heart can hold
Please say si si say you and your spanish eyes will wait for me
Say you and your spanish eyes will wait for me
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Spanish Boots
(beck, stewart, wood)
I used to work and take a salary
In a hole up near a foundry
But it did not take me too long
To get my boots on a so long!
Long spanish boots on a so long!
I took a day job in bethlehem
I nearly threw in the towel then
But it did not take me too long
To get my boots on a so long!
High spanish boots on a so long!
Dig it
I took a spanish haberdashery
Restored with 15th century tapestry
But oh, mr. nesbitt got the best of me
So I strapped on my boots and said so long!
Laced up my high boots and so long!
Goodbye
... am on a job you see
cause my old boots they mean too much to me
Leather boots are just a mystery
Put on my boots and said so long!
High spanish boots on and so long!
Put on my boots and said so long!
Those old spanish boots
Put on my boots and said so long!
High spanish boots
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Spanish Harlem
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
It is a special one, it's never seen the sun
It only comes out when the moon is on the run And all the stars are gleaming
It's growing in the street right up through the concrete
But soft and sweet and dreamin'
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
With eyes as black as coal that look down in my soul
And starts a fire there and then I lose control I have to beg your pardon
I'm going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows in my garden
I'm going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows in my garden
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
song performed by by Tom Jones
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Reflection 0.2
when you arrive here
there is no stone not a single stone
there is no moss not a single hair of a green moss
then there was the pain of waiting
time is always delaying its coming
trains stopped and cars are having flat tires
but you are faithful you keep on waiting you entertain promises
like dear memories or dreams or wishes that come true somehow
and you waited for so long
now this place is filled with stones and moss grow in each body of the stone
the waters spread their territories and land is emaciated
and the house is covered with water and the roof is gone
and there is nobody here anymore and it is only i who remember you and
i tell them about you and they do not believe me
and i feel like i am a ship that just sunk.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Simplicity Of Thoughts
thoughts are simple
i see them without color
we dress thoughts with words
so the other person we love can see
we add a little touch of the hand
so the other can feel that she is not lonely
that i am can also feel
that i am not alone
but whether we are here or not
lonely or otherwise
thoughts still roam this world
looking for a medium
the tree, the cloud, the moss and the rock
it is my theory have thoughts
the rock is numb the cloud is lifeless
the tree is deeply rooted to the earth
the moss too green sticking to a rock
remembering the rivers that were with it
for centuries, they get tired
and they do not believe in words anymore
too many lies
and verbosity
we are the only ones who still have faith
and too foolish.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Spanish Eyes
Wey hey hey, baby hang on
Wey hey hey, baby hang on
Empty heart, beat tight as a drum set
Empty love, shed shine like a song
Wey hey hey, baby hang on (to anything)
Our love shines like rain
In those spanish eyes
Spanish eyes
Wey hey hey, here she comes
She comes in colors
You know she gonna turn the daylight on
cause I love the way you talk to me
And I love the way you walk on me
And I need you more
Oh, than you need me
Our love shines like rain
In those spanish eyes
Spanish eyes
Ill cross the world for green and gold
But its those spanish eyes
That get me home...home again
Wey hey hey, baby hang on
Wey hey hey, you know that
The night is young
Dazzled by lights that shine in your eyes
Im standing in the shadows
And wait for the night
Forever in fever, forever in heat
You pick me up to put me out on the street
Wey hey hey, baby hang on, hang on
Wey hey hey, baby hang on, hang on
cause I love the way you talk to me
And I love the way youre mean to me
And I need you
song performed by by U2
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Boogie Boy
Im a boogie boogie boogie boogie boy
I like to play around with boogie toys
I need a boogie girl to boogie too
I need a doogie God my shoe to chew
I like to make a dumb ass noise
Because I m a boogie boogie boy
Now every mornin I wake up at nine
Im eating cheerios with red wine
Im reading that book but its not too good
Cuz my boogie head is made outta wood
It s a fact I get s0 much joy
When I can go out and be a boggie boy
Like to eat spaghetti with tomato sauce
I like to eat clams with spanish moss
I like to go down to mash potato town
Cuz thats where a boogie boy can get
Thats what I do
Like to make noise
Like to go out and be a boogie boy
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Heart O' The North
And when I come to the dim trail-end,
I who have been Life's rover,
This is all I would ask, my friend,
Over and over and over:
A little space on a stony hill
With never another near me,
Sky o' the North that's vast and still,
With a single star to cheer me;
Star that gleams on a moss-grey stone
Graven by those who love me --
There would I lie alone, alone,
With a single pine above me;
Pine that the north wind whinneys through --
Oh, I have been Life's lover!
But there I'd lie and listen to
Eternity passing over.
poem by Robert William Service
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The Spanish Archer
Well there must have been a reason for the
Smile that you had upon your face last night
Are you the cat that got the cream did you
Lick your lips did you close your eyes
Can you imagine how it feels its so hard to reveal
Oh I cant get through and Im falling
Im getting out Im losing ground
The spanish archers gonna bring you down
Is there someone somewhere waiting in the wings to take my place
Lets not drag it out like a cagney death scene
In this season of change its not hard to explain
Like the leaves on the trees Im falling
And as you turn dont look away
The spanish archers gonna make you pay
Do you remember when the sky was blue we used to talk for miles
And now we drive along in this thundering silence
Its such an obvious lie with that easy smile of yours
Im letting go and Im falling
Im getting out losing ground
The spanish archers gonna bring you down
Well is there something I can say as
We stumble to the edge have we gone too far
Why dont we call it a day before we call it a nightmare darlin
If we made a mistake then all that it takes to be free
Is the wave of a hand and youre falling
And as you turn dont look away
The spanish archers gonna make you pay
song performed by by Deep Purple
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