Blue Gardenia
Blue gardenia
Now I'm alone with you
And I am oh so blue
She has tossed us aside
And like you, gardenia
Once I was near her heart
After the teardrops start
Where are teardrops to hide
I lived for an hour
What more can I tell
Love bloomed like a flower
Then the petals fell
Blue gardenia
Thrown to a passing breeze
But rest in my book
Of mem-or-ries
I lived for an hour
What more can I tell
Love bloomed like a flower
Then the petals fell
Blue gardenia
Thrown to a passing breeze
But rest in my book
Of mem-or-ries
song performed by by Nat King Cole
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When The Blue Hour Comes
Orbison/ crowell
The good times are all gone
The night keeps coming on so strong
You cant hold on, no matter what you do
Will there be someone who cares for you
When the blue hour comes?
When the blue hour comes?
And when your restless heart
Tears your world apart
And everywhere you turn
Its falling down on you
Will there be a light that shines for you?
When the blue hour comes for you
If theres anything that you would have me do
Just call on me and Ill be coming through
I will always be there for you
When the blue hour comes
When the blue hour comes
Good times dont last forever
Sometimes its now or never
Darling, reach out for me
You know where Ill be
I will always be there for you
When the blue hour comes
When the blue hour comes
When the blue hour comes for you
If theres anything that you would have me do
Just call on me and Ill be coming through
I will always be there for you
When the blue hour comes
When the blue hour comes
I will always be there
When the blue hour comes
When the blue hour comes
When the blue hour comes....(repeat to fade)
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Endless verse of a nameless flora:
A lonely lovely girl was Standing at her breeze filled balcony,
her adorable heart was admiring the quiet moon in harmony,
a golden yellowish nameless flower fell on her feet,
the sweet perfume of the fallen flower blended with that chill breeze,
while she tried to hold the flower the petals they fell one by one,
she was holding just the stalk that was left alone,
tear drops that escaped from her eyes fell one by one like the petals,
she was holding someone's sweet memories like the stalk.
The moon wished that her love should blend with her love like the perfume in the air.
poem by Vimal Kumar N
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Better Off Blue
(susan longacre/walt aldridge)
Whos that knocking in the middle of the night
With a hand full of flowers to make it all right
If youre thinking Ill forgive you one more time
I aint that lonely and love aint that blind
Id be better off blue for a couple of nights
Better blue now than the rest of my life
Better off finding somebody new
After what you put me through
Baby, Im better off blue
Wasnt it you who said it was over
Now youre out there wanting back in
Its the same old book with a brand new cover
Id have to be crazy to read it again
Id be better off blue for a couple of nights
Better blue now than the rest of my life
Better off finding somebody new
After what you put me through
Baby, Im better off blue
Better off blue as a midnight hour
Blue as the heart of a red hot flame
Better than buying your lame excuses
Praying somehow someday youll change
Id be better off blue for a couple of nights
Better blue now than the rest of my life
Better off finding somebody new
After what you put me through
Baby, Im better off blue
song performed by by Pam Tillis
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Teardrops On A Rose
Love can break the strongest heart
bringing with it tears and pain.
Teardrops landing on a rose
can turn its petals from red to blue.
The hurt love can bring
can be quite inconsolable.
Its teardrops landing on a rose
can turn it from red to blue.
We weep for love taken away
leaving us stranded on an empty shore.
Filling us with pain deep within
knowing it will never return.
The tears that fall
if they land upon a rose
will turn it red to blue.
22 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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When the dew-laden breeze of the uplands creeps swiftly down, it brings with it the fragrance of the gardenia.
The flower bloomed today
The flower bloomed today
It’s a yellow sunflower
Through the ground it made its way
The flower bloomed today
The petals fall as they may
Until the plant’s final hour
The flower bloomed today
It’s a yellow sunflower
poem by Amanda Dickerman
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I Wish I Were a Flower
Oh I wish I were a flower
A most beautiful flower
This is my dream
With the gentle breeze
In the springtime I will
Hop out of my earthen bed
Listen to the sweet
Chirping of the blue jays
Singing me love songs
Standing tall waiting
For kisses from Heaven
To rain down on me
When you come by
I will smile
Knowing someday-
I will brighten your home
With the sun
Stored in my petals
Later with the warmth
Of the golden sunshine
I will open my petals wide
Waiting for my love-
The honey bee
To come and savour me
For how much blessed
Could I ever be than
To be a beautiful flower
A most beautiful flower
For your enjoyment
For your pleasure
poem by Rachel Nichols
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Mermaid Kiss
Why am I jealous
Of the wind.
When we are supposed to be free.
When sweet sky
Blows my mind
With a new sunset,
Take me out to sea.
And rock me in the arms
Of a salty dream.
Lock me in the charms
Of a blue moonbeam.
And a Mermaid kiss.
Why am I imprisoned
When I see
Wild horses run.
Ambition,
Now wizened,
Cools in my evening sun.
So take me
On a stardust flight.
Rake me
Embers of the night,
To sit beside
And warm my heart.
To fly away,
That fiery dart
Of love my guide.
To a different dawn.
I can be reborn
From a rainbow
When my tears have dried.
Where new horizons
Paint the sea.
And gardenia wafts on breeze
To me.
My soul just aches for this.
And a Mermaid kiss.
poem by Kevin East
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Unforgiving Love
one day a blue bird fell in love with a white rose..the rose was envious of everybod falling in love and was afraid that she will get hurt..the blue bird told her that he had loved her from afar but was too scared to tell the white rose how much he actaully did...the white rose told the bird when my petals turn from white to red i will fall in love with you back....the blue bird came by and by everyday and told the white rose how much he loved her...until one day the blue bird cut his wings and soaked the white rose with his blood...the white rose's petals turned from white to a luscious red and she realized how much the blue bird loved her..but it was too late the blue bird fell in front of the rose and the rose was red forever..that's why roses are giving to the ones we loved
poem by Ariff Khan
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Blue Me
Blue me, blue me
Blue is the color
That fits best on me
Im blue
Just as blue as can be
Blue me, blue me
I cry
And I die
I lie awake at night
And I question why
Must it be
I can never be free
Blue me, blue me
My heart is heavy
But its empty inside
No one to love me
Or to lay down beside
Im blue
The queen of sorrow
Wears royal blue
My luck aint changin
Is it ever goin to
Im blue, oh Im blue
Why must I wear this robe of blue misery
Blue me, blue me
Ooh
This sad old feeling
Is breakin me down
No satisfaction with these blues hangin round
Lord, Im blue
Oh, Im so blue
Why cant I shake it tell me where will this end
When will I get out of this blue rut Im in
Oh, Im blue
Looks like the blues just took a liking to me
Blue me, blue me
Blue me, blue me
Blue is the color that fits best on me
Ooooh, Im blue
Im just as blue as can be
Blue me,
Blue me
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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The Blue Plant
The Blue Plant
In a clearing in the woods there is a blue plant
that is illuminated from the inside and shines
long after dark, but if you stop and stare its
four petals curl up, light is switched off and it
looks another way; this because it lives in fear
of being recognized by a passing botanist and
classified as a minor little weed not worth
bothering about.
As I'm only a sailor who lost his sextant and
ended up in a wrong vale and not Singapore
which was my intention, I have its confidence
So I asked: 'what if the botanist finds you
the most beautiful flower he has ever seen,
then you will be famous, poets will go all
tearful and lyrical about you and you'll appear
in illustrated books.'
The blue flower's light flickered on and off it
was clearly in distress petals in a flutter and
shakily it said: 'I fear fame it's an awesome
responsibility I have to shine and shine always
look my best and there is no turning away when
things get tough and they will ask me about
stuff I know nothing about and critics will ask
'is blue the only colour you have got'
©Jan Oskar Hansen, all rights reserved
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Gardenias Bloom-2
Your hair by the sea blew
gardenia-scented
drawing from me sudden breath
in light
summer-hued.
Images replay;
I am shuddering;
Chalk-board mind screeching,
soul freezing
cacophonies waving mid-air.
I am grainy sand
sifting.
My memories then engulfted me
I was again
a petal in the gardenia bloom
you wore that day; 'adieu.'
We planned to have sailed together
Spring or Summer wed
spend the holidays Wintering;
but Fall we did
onto the Ruins of Mis-Trust,
sad flowers plucked,
seasons grayed
into cold night
we marched to the precipice;
heartache shrouded;
I a crushed-flower
shattered;
you tragic bound;
we
both left behind
wounds unhealed,
memories consigned
to the wailing room
shut away
on misty shelves
on grief-laden doilies
hoping one day each would give in
sweeping out
crevices in hearts
un-entombed
perhaps released back in time
to Lovingness
cuts healed
from time refreshed.
But Time alone did not erase.
Pain alone is Contemplation’s Grace
ultimately
uplifting us miraculously from faded mists,
drew us here
to the same place
by accident
hearts to retrace
and test
wounds and gardenia scents;
hesitancy now embraced;
wounds un-staked;
we begin to dance here once again,
memories' waltz
in the magical air-light
forced by circumstance
to retrace love's glance;
holding hands
we renewed
as if it were only yesterday.
I said 'I love you'
and I do
having cleaned off my doily-shelf
now un-dusty,
un-used and.blooming.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Thou Blue Flower:
I jump from 1 guy 2 another but, you were the 1 I wanted to keep forever......
Thou blue flower that i wear on my shirt, Thou blue flower that i wear on my skirt...
Thou blue flower that i wear for him, Thou blue flower that wants to sin............
The me that loves him, the he that loves me, But still i want him................
Thou blue flower so clam so numbing, Thou blue flower like a plum of knowing...
Thou blue flower that I'm singing to, Thou blue flower that wants him to!
The me that wants him,
The me that loves him,
The me that will always be their for him.
poem by Naazia Thomas
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Thou Blue Flower
I jump from 1 guy 2 another but, you were the 1 I wanted to keep forever...
Thou blue flower that i wear on my shirt, Thou blue flower that i wear on my skirt...
Thou blue flower that i wear for him, Thou blue flower that wants to sin...
The me that loves him, the he that loves me, But still i want him...
Thou blue flower so clam so numbing, Thou blue flower like a plum of knowing...
Thou blue flower that I'm singing to, Thou blue flower that wants him to!
The me that wants him,
The me that loves him,
The me that will always be their for him.
poem by Naazia Thomas
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Angel Love
Surfing across the sunrise on rays of mercury
Diving into hot lava springs with flames of fury
Silencing the roar of lyon's to a whisper quiet
Wrestling with silver back gorillas in a raging riot
Prancing on the fragile pedals of a gardenia flower
Dancing across the sky on leaves of a palm tree tower
Swirling in & out of showering comets with joyful fear
Racing through asteroid belts in a streak of a light year
Listen now & let me fulfill you in on what I like best
You & me baby in a habitual ritual quivering love nest
Sniffing your fine aromas of beauty in lust of love
Most pure & divine angel sent from the heavens above
Natural flavor of body oils enhanced with a taste
Twirling our exquisite chemistry into an erotic baste
You are true blue & not a fake gray like all the rest
With your secure loving ways, I'll never have to quest
(7/06/09)
poem by Arthur Garcia
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Ocean Blue
Well you took me home
And you took me back
But deep down inside
The feeling just died and i
Couldnt see why
From indigo to royal blue
I travel far but no one will do
Anytime, anyplace
Every shape every face
Brings memories of you
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue - ocean blue
Fair weather friends might drift away
When summer ends and skies burn grey
So I walk to the ocean
Pilot these shores
Just thinking of you
Its time we kissed the clouds goodbye
From now on its strictly blue sky
Come rain and shine
The outlook is still fine
Im thinking of you
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue - ocean blue
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue, ocean blue
Ocean blue, ocean blue
Ocean blue, ocean blue
Ocean blue, ocean ocean
Ocean, ocean
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue
Blue to be blue
To be blue
Ocean blue - ocean blue
I stand at the head of the queue
Theres mutinys every crew
Wishin and wonderin bout you
Ocean blue
song performed by by Abc
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A Fresh Flower Blue
It's a fresh flower blue.
I wrap it in a sheet.
I love its scent, it's hues.
It sips the mist, the dew
and leaves an odor, treat
It's a fresh flower blue.
Its pets, the bees and crew
they meet, they greet, they eat.
I love its scent, its hues.
From dawn to dusk they woo
and bask in rain or heat.
It's a fresh flower blue.
There's a flower for you
There's one for me. A treat!
I love its scent, its hues.
The day I say adieu
I send you one so sweet.
It's a fresh flower blue
I love its scent, its hue.
poem by Agatha Lai
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A flower for the night [2]
In the garden we sat watching the stars,
talking softly, intimately while she smoked
and the cigarette glowed red
with her perfume and its flavour
mixing on the evening air
and around us there were flowers
opening everywhere
and some had large cups, others hanged
with petals in strings
in different hues from white, pink,
red to crimson, violet and blue.
There is a flower (whose name I know)
who showed me the most beautiful petals
and bloomed one night
in a bed besides me
in sheer nudity
with perfection in ever aspect of her body
while the full moon rose almost silver white
on a cloudless night
she was soft, firm and tender
and her lips sweet and hot
and I could not resist her,
the intimacy, the tenderness
and the love that she brought.
poem by Gert Strydom
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You and The Roses
A red rose is red flower,
A lavender is purple blue
All that is good,
All that is true.
Sky of colour blue,
The skies that are blue
When I feel blue
Give me a rose that's blue.
And these beautiful roses blue
They're coloured in red and blue
Only and only for you.
The sweetest flowers that blows,
I give you as we feel blue.
For you, it's a rose blue,
For me, it's my heart.
Give you a rose a day,
It makes me feel blue.
That's You and
The roses which are blue.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Im In A Blue, Blue Mood
(orbison-melson)
Conway twitty also did a version of this with roy singing background vocals
Im in a blue blue mood
Now that youre gone away
Im in a blue blue mood
Its been a lonesome day
Im in a blue blue mood
I miss your caress
I reach out to hold you
But youre not there
Its just my blue blue mood.
Maybe, someday, yeah love will come
And stay, and things will turn
How bright, oh oh oh but for tonight
Im in a blue blue mood.
Im in a blue blue mood
Im in a blue blue mood
Im in a blue blue mood.
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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