Nino
Nino, walking around on sunday
Nino, just one more kid in l.a.
With a hubcap and a stick in his hand
In his own parade, leading the band
His head in the sky, his feet nearly touching the sand
Nino, three thousand miles away
Nino, la familia stares at the bay
Turning off sunset boulevard
Playing the fence around somebodys yard
Thinking of home and keeping tumbao on the hood of a car
Nino, people will know you one day
Nino, theyre going to call you el rey
Nino de la playa y la ciudad
Nino de las calles y la verdad
El ritmo de tu pueblo se siente aqui
Al canto de la tierra que vive en ti
La magia de tu mano en el tambor
Retumba aqui con alma y con sabor
Y al toque de campanas al sonar
Los angeles te guardan desde el mar
(child of the beach and the city
Child of the streets and of the truth
The rhythm of your people is felt here
To the song of the country that lives in you
The magic of your hand on the drum
Resonates here with soul and good feeling
And at the strike of bells as they ring
The angels guard you from the sea)
With a hubcap and a stick in his hand
In his own parade, leading the band
His head in the sky, his feet nearly touching the sand of the homeland
Nino, walking around in l.a.
Nino, this will be your town one day
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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El Nino The Thirsty One
Some weather experts told us el nino is dead
That we would have his rainy sister la nina instead
Of him but now the word is more dry and warm weather ahead
The drought to continue despite what we've heard and read
Old thirsty el nino is alive and well
For many he does make life an earthly hell
Because of him many farmers have committed suicide
Their hopes and their dreams by him have been destroyed
El nino is living despite what some weather experts do say
He is a survivor he will not go away
He sucks the dams and waterways dry and every dropp of moisture from the ground
Where drought is prevalent he is to be found
El nino the thirsty one is with us to stay
Despite what some of the experts on weather do say.
poem by Francis Duggan
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El Nino
As one, wet merchants turn their eyes towards the west.
Trade winds falter as if in dire consequence.
Freezing fish to fry, fail to materialise.
Christ-child, blood-warm current sends to touch the skies.
El nino.
Bathing in uncertainty, another age
Seems to wing from t.v. screens in weather rage.
Savage retribution makes for a headline feats.
Planet-warming, opinion-forming headless beast.
El nino.
Cold thrust tongue extends its dark and watery touch.
Forces gather, martial stand against the rush.
Wily child in mischief here to make his play.
Leaves toys for little sister on another day
El nino.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Child With No Soul
El niño sin alma
Vive aislado
Vive una mentira
Inocencia perdida
Una vida pasajera...
Child with no soul
Living in isolation
Living a lie
Lost innocence
Life passing by...
© 2010 by john Martinez hulsey
poem by John Hulsey
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Today Is Supposed To Be Raining
The sun shining bright on the Parkland on the second day of the Fall
And amidst the buzzing of the bush flies the black and white magpie larks call
By the weather forecast today is supposed to be raining but we will not have rain today
Even weather experts are prone to error such is life some are known to say,
We hear of the demise of El Nino though El Nino is still around
He is sucking the lakes and the dams dry and he has sucked the moisture from the ground
The river is down to a trickle the creeks and the drains are bone dry
And today is supposed to be raining but not a rain cloud in the sky,
Global warming is caused by pollution the experts on climate do say
Though those with a different agenda see things in a different way
But then of course those who create the most pollution from creating pollution stand most for to gain
And they tell all who do care to listen that in time we will have plenty rain
This time the weather experts have not got it right today it is sunny and bright
Though usually they are very accurate and more often than not get it right.
poem by Francis Duggan
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La Noches del Holgar
Amo las dichas del hogar sencillo
Apetezco su plácido cariño
Yo quiero que descanse en mis rodillas
La rubia cabecita de algún niño.
poem by Jose Asuncion Silva
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There Is Only Art
Sickness
Health
Poverty
Wealth
It does not matter.
There is only art.
For Michelangelo
Picasso passion artists.
Weather seasons not
as El Niño or La Nina
but Il Divino
'the divine one'.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Please cry once El Nino
I was waiting, days, months and years
But there is no any trace in the sky.
I dreamed the rivers run fast and floods
And my small catamaran capsized.
I swam to the other river bank.
All my sins have been washed away
And I am a new man.
Thank you El Nino, now I can contest for a seat.
Yes, I promise you to make the largest Reservoir.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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El Balcón
Si muero
Dejad el balcón abierto
El niño come naranjas
(Desde mi balcón lo veo)
El segador siega el trigo
(Desde mi balcón lo siento)
Si muero
Dejad el balcón abierto
poem by Federico García Lorca
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Hasta Ayer
Comprendan que no
pretendo ofenderla
tampoco le estoy haciendo
un reproche
usted es duena de su vida
de su cuerpo y de sus noches
confieso me enamore como un nino
y siento que no estoy arrepentido
disfrute de tu experiencia
hasta calmar mi ansiedad
[Coro:]
Fui dueno de su alcoba
y de su almohada
la tuve beso a beso
song performed by by Marc Anthony from Desde Un Principio / From The Beginning
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Wave Of Mutilation
Cease to resist, giving my goodbye
Drive my car into the ocean
Youll think Im dead, but I sail away
On a wave of mutilation
A wave
Wave
Ive kissed mermaids, rode the el nino
Walked the sand with the crustaceans
Could find my way to mariana
On a wave of mutilation,
Wave of mutilation
Wave of mutilation
Wave
Wave of mutilation
Wave
song performed by by Pixies
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Arbolito De Navidad
Arbolito de navidad
Esta noche es noche buena
Vamos al monte, ermanito
A cortar un arbolito
Porque la noche es serena
Los reyes y los pastores
Cantan siguiendo una estrella
Le cantan a jesusito
Hijo de la virgin bella
Arbolito, arbolito
Campanitas te pondre
Quiero que seas bonito
Que al recien nacido te voy a ofrecer
Arbolito, arbolito
Campanitas te pondre
Quiero que seas bonito
Que al recien nacido te voy a ofrecer
Iremos por el camino
Caminito de belen
Iremos porque esta noche
Ha nacido el nino rey
Esta noche es noche buena
Vamos al monte, ermanito
A cortar un arbolito
Porque la noche es serena
Los reyes y los pastores
Cantan siguiendo una estrella
Le cantan a jesusito
Hijo de la virgin bella
Arbolito, arbolito
Campanitas te pondre
Quiero que seas bonito
Que al recien nacido te voy a ofrecer
Arbolito, arbolito
Campanitas te pondre
Quiero que seas bonito
Que al recien nacido te voy a ofrecer
Iremos por el camino
Caminito de belen
Iremos porque esta noche
Ha nacido el nino rey
Iremos porque esta noche
Ha nacido el nino rey
song performed by by Gloria Estefan
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Arbolito Do Navidad
ARBOLITO DE NAVIDAD
Esta noche es noche buena
Vamos al monte, ermanito
A cortar un arbolito
Porque la noche es serena
Los reyes y los pastores
Cantan siguiendo una estrella
Le cantan a Jesusito
Hijo de la Virgin bella
Arbolito, arbolito
Campanitas te pondre
Quiero que seas bonito
Que al recien nacido te voy a ofrecer
Arbolito, arbolito
Campanitas te pondre
Quiero que seas bonito
Que al recien nacido te voy a ofrecer
Iremos por el camino
Caminito de belen
Iremos porque esta noche
Ha nacido el nino rey
Esta noche es noche buena
Vamos al monte, ermanito
A cortar un arbolito
Porque la noche es serena
Los reyes y los pastores
Cantan siguiendo una estrella
Le cantan a Jesusito
Hijo de la Virgin bella
Arbolito, arbolito
Campanitas te pondre
Quiero que seas bonito
Que al recien nacido te voy a ofrecer
Arbolito, arbolito
Campanitas te pondre
Quiero que seas bonito
Que al recien nacido te voy a ofrecer
Iremos por el camino
Caminito de belen
Iremos porque esta noche
Ha nacido el nino rey
Iremos porque esta noche
Ha nacido el nino rey
song performed by by Gloria Estefan
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Sumahama
Sumahama
Theres a lovers leap in old japan
Where the lovers walk along the sand
Hand in hand at sumahama
Sumahama
Born a lovely oriental daughter
Never ever having met her father
Asks some questions of her mother
Tell me tell me mama
Will you ever go again to sumahama
Perhaps youll find love there
Somewhere between the earth the sky and water
There at sumahama
Sumahama
In the autumn as the leaves are falling
One can almost hear the lovers calling
From the sea at sumahama
Sumahama
Years have past and tears have long since dried
But no amount of time could hope to hide
A love so strong from sumahama
Tell me tell me mama
Will you go with me back to sumahama
Perhaps youll find him there
Somewhere between the earth the sky and water
There at sumahama
Sumahama
Soko auku esoru tota chika
Tenay taio toa de daorita
Kero nino shioui hama
Itso itso mama
Sumahama ni
Itso maka iku no
Sugi ta io
Sogashi ni u mi nuka naka sumahama
Sumahama
Theres a lovers leap in old japan
Where the lovers walk along the sand
Hand and hand at sumahama
Sumahama
Paki niki no maga kiroyoni
Sabi shiko kana shekoino da
Sumahama no mi tara
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Imelda's Fall
the rooms of the old house in olot
closed, the sound of the sea so deafening
her blind masseur still comes here often
perhaps reminiscing always the past,
the indonesian goddess by the gate is headless
another god of the sea lost his left hand
the ex-president comes here using the people's submarine
as she dances the night away with her fourteen ladies
the Sto Nino inside a man-made cave lost his right eye
on another corner, stands St. Joseph with only one hand
the grandeur is lost
this place
there is nothing spectacular now
except the contempt
of power and abuse of people's trust
power is temporary
a bad memory lasts for a lifetime
she has fallen out of grace
everything in her room is locked
dusty,
only the rats and the cockroaches
now applaud her greatness
all her friends are gone
we do not know this place now
we are only reminded
and they always say
that the past need not be repeated
the sun sets finally
the orange hues are gone
and what comes next is the total darkness
of this place
once great
now in utter ruin
then we decided to move on
to the next place of our tourist destination
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Modern Day Miracle
Where could you find an example
of true faith in the twentieth century?
‘Faith Like Potatoes’ to plant
in El Nino, in drought, in dust
a never grown before potato crop?
Angus Buchan, a farmer, in Durban
South Africa declared before 35,000
“To hell with El Nino! We are going
to plant this year! And we are going
to plant potatoes.” Fool or Man of Faith?
The Wisdom Of The Modern World
Scientists warned farmers not to plant!
“Do not plant this season unless
you have irrigation.” Angus had none!
Planting planting potatoes in dust
would be a massive massive risk!
It would require a miracle!
Did Angus expect a miracle?
Or was he an experienced potato farmer?
Angus was a maize and cattle farmer!
He had never grown potatoes!
No farmer could grow potatoes in drought!
Not in drought without irrigation!
But all farmers and men of faith
know a crop, a harvest is grown,
from a seed, a seed of planted faith.
Angus prayed and prayed
during the planting and he knew;
in his heart that the Lord;
wanted him to plant potatoes.
Angus expected a modern day miracle from God!
God has complained men lack faith!
To dream their dreams large enough!
Angus planted potatoes in dust on his farm in drought!
Without irrigation without water on his farm in faith!
Angus hired two extra farms, planted potatoes in their dust!
If the potato crop failed, Angus would loose everything!
“Faith is the substance of things hoped for,
the evidence of things not yet seen.” Hebrews 11: 1.
Potatoes grow under the ground
and are not seen until the harvest!
Angus planted in faith; reaped a miracle of faith!
“because the righteous one will live by reason of faith.” Galatians 3: 11.
“The condition for a miracle is difficulty,
however the condition for a great miracle
is not difficulty, but impossibility.” Angus Buchan
“Seek and you shall find knock
and the door shall be opened to you.”
poem by Terence George Craddock
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January 2012
The wind is riding a roller coaster,
Blowing garbage cans everywhere,
I can hear their tussle on the driveway,
Tossing them in the air,
Another storm to blanket us,
Who live here by Lake Erie,
Another whirl of winter blast,
The sound of it is eerie,
For January the weather is,
So odd this time of year,
I read that all the flu bugs,
Are again going to appear,
Something about La Nina,
Or maybe El Nino,
I'm not sure which it is,
But we're very low on snow,
None of us Clevelanders mind a bit,
It's a very nice change of pace,
We'll take whatever break we can get,
We like the sunshine in our face,
Just today it was 58,
And the sun shone for a minute,
All the snow from the other day,
The rain came and took it with it.
But being that it's only January,
We have much more season to go,
Soon again the plows will roll,
To remove all of our snow.
poem by Victoria Gauci
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Infancia
Con el recuerdo vago de las cosas
Que embellecen el tiempo y la distancia
Retornan a las almas cariñosas
Cual bandada de blancas mariposas,
Los plácidos recuerdos de la infancia.
¡Caperucita, Barba Azul, pequeños
Liliputienses; Gulliver gigante
Que flotáis en las brumas de los sueños,
Aquí tended las alas
Que yo con alegría
Llamaré para haceros compañía
A1 ratoncito Pérez y a Urdimalas!
¡Edad feliz! Seguir con vivos ojos
Donde la idea brilla,
De la maestra la cansada mano,
Sobre los grandes caracteres rojos
De la rota cartilla,
Donde el esbozo de un bosquejo vago,
Frutos de instantes de infantil despecho,
Las separadas letras juntas puso
Bajo la sombra de impasible techo.
En alas de la brisa
Del luminoso Agosto, blanca, inquieta
A la región de las errantes nubes
Hacer que se levante la cometa
En húmeda mañana;
Con el vestido nuevo hecho jirones,
En las ramas gomosas del cerezo
El nido sorprender de copetones;
Escuchar de la abuela
Las sencillas historias peregrinas;
Perseguir las errantes golondrinas,
Abandonar la escuela
Y organizar horrísona batalla
En donde hacen las piedras de metralla
Y el ajado pañuelo de bandera;
Componer el pesebre
De los silos del monte levantados;
Tras el largo paseo bullicioso
Traer la grama leve,
Los corales, el musgo codiciado.
Y en extraños paisajes peregrinos
Y perspectivas nunca imaginadas,
Hacer de áureas arenas los caminos
Y de talco brillante las cascadas.
Los reyes colocar en la colina
Y colgada del techo
La estrella que sus pasos encamina,
Y en el portal el Niño Dios riente
Sobre mullido lecho
De musgo gris y verdecino helecho.
¡Alma blanca, mejillas sonrosadas,
Cutis de níveo armiño,
Cabellera de oro,
Ojos vivos de plácidas miradas,
Cuán bello hacéis al inocente niño!
Infancia, valle ameno,
De calma y de frescura bendecida
Donde es suave el rayo
Del sol que abrasa el resto de la vida.
¡Cómo es de santa tu inocencia pura,
Cómo tus breves dichas transitorias,
Cómo es de dulce en horas de amargura
Dirigir al pasado la mirada
Y evocar tus memorias!
poem by Jose Asuncion Silva
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Los maderos de San Juan
¡Aserrín!
¡Aserrán
Los maderos de San Juan,
Piden queso, piden pan,
Los de Roque
Alfandoque,
Los de Rique
Alfeñique
¡Los de triqui, triqui, tran!
Y en las rodillas duras y firmes de la Abuela,
Con movimiento rítmico se balancea el niño
Y ambos agitados y trémulos están,
La abuela se sonríe con maternal cariño
Mas cruza por su espíritu como un temor extraño
Por lo que en lo futuro, de angustia y desengaño
Los días ignorados del nieto guardarán.
Los maderos de San Juan
Piden queso, piden pan.
¡Triqui, triqui,
triqui, tran!
Esas arrugas hondas recuerdan una historia
De sufrimientos largos y silenciosa angustia
Y sus cabellos, blancos, como la nieve, están.
De un gran dolor el sello marcó la frente mustia
Y son sus ojos turbios espejos que empañaron
Los años, y que, ha tiempos, las formas reflejaron
De cosas y de seres que nunca volverán.
Los de Roque, alfandoque
¡Triqui, triqui, triqui, tran!
Mañana cuando duerma la Anciana, yerta y muda,
Lejos del mundo vivo, bajo la oscura sierra,
Donde otros, en la sombra, desde hace tiempo están
Del nieto a la memoria, con grave son que encierra
Todo el poema triste de la remota infancia
Cruzando por las sombras del tiempo y la distancia
De aquella voz querida las notas vibrarán!
Los de Rique, alfeñique
¡Triqui, triqui, triqui, tran!
Y en tanto en las rodillas cansadas de la Abuela
Con movimiento rítmico se balancea el niño
Y ambos conmovidos y trémulos están,
La Abuela se sonríe con maternal cariño
Mas cruza por su espíritu como un temor extraño
Por lo que en lo futuro, de angustia y desengaño
Los días ignorados del nieto guardarán.
¡Aserrín!
¡Aserrán!
L os maderos de San Juan
Piden queso, piden pan,
Los de Roque
Alfandoque
Los de Rique
Alfeñique
¡Triqui, triqui, triqui, tran!
¡Triqui, triqui, triqui, tran!
poem by Jose Asuncion Silva
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Lunch With Gina
That must be her again
She's leaning on my bell
That cold psychotic brain
The one I know so well
So I'm nailed to the floor in the no-option zone
There's about zero chance she'll give up and go home
This endless afternoon
It started on the day I met her
Lunch with Gina is forever
She's coming round the corner
Her body's just a blur
I peel out like The Flash
It don't mean boo to her
So I duck into Nino'sshe's barred from the place
The minute I walk out she's right in my face
She's got nothing but time
No use in trying to be clever
Lunch with Gina is forever
Now I'm in my apartment
The blinds down the lights out
The phone rings God help me
There's nobody home
I crouch on the carpet
Not breathing just being
Like meat on the bone
I'm in a cozy booth
Maybe my watch is fast
Another Tanqueray
I'll wait till twenty past
I'm about to go postal when she waltzes in
I guess she's a knockouthey where have I been?
The waiter never comes
God knows the service could be better
Lunch with Gina is forever
Coffee and a kiss
Maybe later maybe never
Lunch with Gina
song performed by by Steely Dan
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Moon Boy
you gave me strength, you pushed the blades away from me
oh how we dreamt to change the world
and we would never give in, no matter what they say
a really cool connection in a cruel world
you led me through the nights - and through the hardest fights
we dreamt we'd be the ones - and we would never lose
you made me speechless - and fearless - yet it made you fearless too
oh how we dreamt to be so fearless - no matter what they do
i don't know where you are now - we shared a dream of being together
you led me to the light, yeah - for this i would like to thank you forever
moonboy...
you've been around, a distant star, you've seen them come and go
those unknown chaps without a slightest chance
i know, all without faith are liars even when they're dreaming
i'd even put my faith in god if he knew how to dance
our minds are filled with crazy dreams - they seem to be unreachable
but if you give them up they stay - till someone else takes them away
i met you in this hotel hall - oh nino, ain't it hard
not to be understood
but all you said was: hey, i just wanna sing (like an angel)
i don't know where you are now - we shared a dream of being together
you led me to the light, yeah - for this i would like to thank you forever
moonboy...
i don't know where you are now - you come and go whenever you like..
just believe in your powers - you might find out you're invincible...
no matter what they say...
song performed by by Alphaville
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