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The Ballad of the Poet

*The Dead Poet*

Many blocks along the road, 
Kicking down walls of heavy stones, 
Yet no one could draw through the walls of her lonely bones.
A poet who could not write what's inside. 
Her pen had gone ink dry. 
Her beady eyes lost the feel of an angelic realm.
She tried! 
She tried, until she could no longer cry!
A poet who stuttered with the mind and out came no words.
This poet hangs on a mount with a picture that tells a sad tale.
A poem that broke verses in a Carpe diem dream.
She ruffled her arms once more, as if she could fly.
Still nothing, 
Everything felt dead inside. 

Trap in a mental state that clots the willing vein.
Isolating her form in a room with no door.
She strays this away from the feel of the marvel pen.
To never go back, and feel again.

In the most ominous way,
She lets out a cry, 
A cry, never heard before. 
Running from this evil, that stain her world. 
 
Words buried deep and behind a new exterior box, 
Her insides gasp all the air of airs once alive. 
A talon drop into the next,
This troublesome poet gave up on everything. 
Had nothing left, but the empty space within. 

Next!
She curls herself into a fetal world.
At last, she closes her eyes, to feel no more.
A poet who died the day, joy wiped the glee from her face.

by;PD


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BASTARD

"All Children Are Beautiful"

His heart of white deep, shallow wells, yet beautiful
He smirks a grin, with an ego that won't let me in' -he's beautiful
Bastard, of beauty, running ashes without a name
A face with no claim, a young man pounding from shame 
What is his sin, he's beautiful!
I want to breathe from his ashes, swim through his veins
I want him to come inside my light, like a good dame

I sing and tell a tale, A Bastard through the night
His eyes, I waged, I was young and poor, I was saved
Lying down, in the arms of my white knight
My hair, he caressed, he came in my light
The furnace burned, the night was fast becoming trite
A lover, he did it well, then went back to his wife
A moment so golden, the ages live, his son is born

Another Bastard brought into this world

By: PD


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Footsteps

Footsteps

	         Footsteps

		          On the ground…..
Lightly

	Stepping

		Without a sound…..

Tears are
					Falling

						As oceans sigh…..
The sun is

          Descending

                   In her eyes…

The waters stretched their surrounding arms Caressing her precious prints with their saline charms Smoothing her past—an exhalation at last As legacy lavishes the flight of her path Withering and draining, absorbed in the sand Are the tears she once shed—no longer does she stand In kneeled acceptance her deep pulse unwinds As her melodious voice falters in the plague that binds In her serenest solitude have I kept her close As those streams do crash upon my heart-burdened coast I listened to her sing—as the sickness rose Like the tide’s sudden descent, oh how life suddenly goes!
Footsteps Footsteps Heavy now………. Carry her To bury her In the ground………. Oceans In motions WAVES//COLLIDE
…..Someone beautiful….. …..…..now has died………. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….


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Rebel Girl

She doesn't believe in quiet love
wasn't born to bleed shyly,
couldn't care about the cost of conquest,

Too beautiful to be bitter, and too young to be cynical,
a cerebral seducer, a critical killer of caution,
too clever to be a casualty of competition,
the antithesis of a quiter
a warrior woman first,
the woman for whom I thirst,

When the battles are long
with the night swallowing safety
and your armor heavy
come to me with body ready,
be naked in my handsome hands
which grip your fatigued feet as if they are my clay of choosing,
sit into me in a bath of luxurious warmth, chamomile lavender calm,
Rebel Girl, happy and hugged with your back against my caring chest,
trusting my rubbing, loving my touching,
your lips moving in silent approval,

The war will return for us
testing our bruised wings of heart,
but tonight we defend this castle of loyal love
sheltered from storm and suffering  -

J.A.B.


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ANNABEL LEE

Sweet island girl now in Heaven
The angels separated you from me
You only lived to love and be loved
My one and only Annabel Lee

Death had no power to conquer
Bright eyes made darkness fade
In your sepulcher by the ocean
Until my death every night I laid

Surely now that I'm in Heaven
No more need to dream of you
For just around the next corner
My Annabel Lee will come in view

But the jealousy of winged seraphs
Was even higher in this place
Confronted by such perfect love
Made it impossible for us to face

But a deal was brokered in Heaven
The two of us sent back to Earth
As unknown strangers, separated
And both starting at our birth

In our life we must find each other
Fall in love again or we'd go to Hell
But if discovery and magic happened
Forever in Heaven with a story to tell

For many, many years I've wondered
Drawn to seek a girl by the sea
Is it possible tonight that I met you
Could you be my Annabel Lee?

*A sequel to Edger Allen Poe's "Annabel Lee" poem.  I pray in style and substance I do not embarrass myself or this poet master!

Contest: Linda's "Never Entered Into A Contest #12"
Date: 9-12-14
Poet: Lyric Man


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My Ultra Babe -

I need your ultra desperation
your ultra conflagration of love making exhilaration,
I want your ultra shout and pout
give me your slap attack
the amber of your abuse, the saffron of your emotions,
I crave the playful plenitude of your ultra uppidy attitude,
you let me experience hyperventilation at your disappearance
then inflation of euphoria in my Heart's utopia by your reappearance,

I want to know your ultra sadness
that song you share with the twilight of despair,
your ultra madness, your vortex of female complex,
I desire your hot and haunted psychology
your genius of ultra ingenuity, the pulp of your passion,
sometimes you love me most when you hurt me
a pathology of love cut sympathy that I can handle best,
earning the ultra soft surface of your pillowed chest
where I can rest the weight of iron soul, and slumber at your behest,

I want the whip of your hips and the sip of your lips, 
I want the pleasure plethora of your ultra vulva
to access the pagoda of your sexual yoga
to concoct in you the froth of organic soda,

I want your Gospels and Revelations
the Path and the Wrath, your cross of ultra conquest
the morning of your ultimate ascendance
the midnight of your ravishing bite
the bounty of your breast and the burn of your brimstone
give me the lyric of your ultra breath,
your ultra love keeps me alive!

J.A.B.


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Marriage

Today we are here to unite two stars

And bring them together

And so they come together

Now

And together they will be

As all the stars are together

In the sky forever

 

Though stars themselves can die out

The timing is not within even our grasp

And through the dust, and the chaos, and the loss

A spark is lit

A new light forms to shine

 

Stars grow strong

Yet even they

Are sometimes weak

Which is why we see them sit together in the nighttime sky

 

Because they are surrounded by dark

They twinkle together

And cast light, love, a helping hand

Upon each other

When alone one might be snuffed out

 

Which is why we bring these two together

And in doing so

Cast that light, love, helping hand

Ignite the spark that begins a new star


Today we are here to unite two stars

And bring them together

And so they come together

Now

And together they will be

As all the stars are together

In the sky forever.

©Demand4poetry


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The country gathering

The country gathering

Sometimes the folk all got together
In the little country house
Now there was Tom the tiny tiger
Well, he could be a louse
But could he play that old guitar
Man! he made it speak
And when the folk did hear him play
He made their legs go weak.

There was Winifred the otter
How she did those drums
Her rhythm it could suck one in
If you were feeling glum
You’re legs would start to dancing
As you’d rise up to the sky
And all those troubles that you had
They’d fade away and die.

Now Mugly Minie, could she sing!!
She was the porcupine
She’d stand there with a glass of wine
And she’d just blow your mind
As Billie basset, the friendly bear
Would play that bass so cool
Now he was quiet, and very shy
But lord, he had it all.

People came from miles around
To hear those  fellows play
They’d dance and sing Chicago blues
Their hearts alive and gay
They’re going to be a big time band
One day, they all know this
But all they really want to do
Is play, that’s how it is.

24 July 2013 @ 1150hrs.


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The Dragon and the Rose

Outside of civil man’s well tended garden,
A field of briars willfully encroached,
Threatening the peaceful flowers without pardon.
Oh these gardeners fought hard as the briars approached.

“You don’t belong here, you’re not good enough!”
“You are snarled with iniquity and with thorns.”
“You live a life so very harsh and rough…”
“What good can you bring?” they said with deep seated scorn.

And the briar replied that hot summer day,
“Deep within these unforgiving boughs
Lives a flower who doesn’t have much to say
Except a story concerning what you espouse.”

“You see there lives a dragon scorned just over the way,
Who tossed opportunity and harbingers to the wind,
Because life is glorious and he loves to play…
Carefree and cavalier is how his days were spent.”

“He playfully trampled gardens carefully tended,
By pious gardeners without wings who would never fly,
Until he happened upon a flower wonderfully scented,
Crimson in color, the flower reflected beauty in his eye,”

“Eagerly he reached forward to make it his own,
But this glorious flower was protected by thorns,
And gave the dragon a prick to change his tone,
And it was in that prick that true love was born.”

“Now the dragon is older and has spent his days,
Watching over this rose, the love of his life,
Learning about beauty and awe inspiring ways.
His world now protected by thorn and briar.”

“He has discovered great beauty and learned much,
And no longer does the dragon destroy with fire.”
“But should you gardeners even dare to touch
A single branch or bough in this tangled briar…”

“You will face both the Dragon and the Rose,
Who with great love now protect each other,
From pious gardeners who would have them go,
Because neither can be kept on a tether.”

“So snip your lilies and pluck your weeds,
Make your lives as perfect as they can be,
For in this harsh briar we continue to watch love grow,
That of a magnificent Dragon and the beautiful Rose.”


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Penetrating Portals

Your eyes arrive on me
like the whips of passion's urgency
wide with white smite encasing eons inflamed in irises,
I feel the tight temperature of they're heated hue, my lust crises rises,
brown autumn burning into ravenous red, seduction's takeover fast overhead,
you've got an angel in one eye, a devil in the other, teammates, temptation led
trouble in your stare and glory in your glare, there's a gamble on your lips
I get an adrenaline hit, I see the misfit, magic in those lids
beauty and banditry bound to fantasy,
hips and slits favoring me,
brash brows and lapping lashes
portals pivoting on our cunning chances,
flawless in flirt, a merciless miracle of attraction,
there's somethin lawless in you woman
got me comin for your lovin -

J.A.B.


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Prune

Cut down what you do not like of me
Growing wrong-all wrong-it's all you see
Strip away my beauty

Once was I so tall...so large and proud
But you cut me down to the crowd
Strip away my  beauty

Why must I be changed so
Why couldn't you just let me grow
Strip away my beauty

Without my stems, my leave, my blooms I feel so bare
I am without a body now...so vulnerable--it isn't fair
Strip away my beauty 

I am gone now, and in my place is an imposter
This...this thing is not me...can't you see it is an imposter
strip away my beauty


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In The depth of the heart

If you were, to look deep inside of my eyes, 
Look past, my faults and imperfections. 
Look past all that seems confusing and different. 
You could see my heart, and if you look even closer, 
You may fall in love with all that,
I could be and all that I have already become. 
You could grow with me, You could understand me, 
and you could embrace beauty that is deeper than the outer shell. 
Slowly, you could love every inch of my being. 
And appreciate Every breath that we have taken together. 
Once you have fallen in love with my soul, 
Then you have truly loved me. 
You see, my outer appearance will change,
and I may begin to look different as the years, pass by.
If you have fallen in love with my spirit, my heart. 
This will not change your love for me. 
When you have learned to love me, for what is inside of me, 
We have made it, and can dance through this life together. 
And as long as you stand near me through this life, I can live. I can breath and I can learn. 
When this is found this is Love! Beauty is only measured from within. 
Looks will fade on the outside, However, 
always be found again when someone looks deep inside your eyes!
 Time doesn't change that beauty, it is a gift!


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The Definition Of A Real Woman

(W)- A real woman knows that the wages of sin is death so she is not concerned about the wages of a real man, because money comes and goes like day and night; but true love comes just every blue moon. A real woman isn't loud and doesn't have to be the center of attention. Money is a gold-diggers virtue, while patience is a real woman’s virtue. A real woman is always wary of the image she displays to the world because she knows her children are watching her every move. A real woman’s wisdom comes from the teachings of her elders and the experiences and hardships life brings. A real woman is the wings that help a broken man learn to fly again. When you become the object of a real woman’s affection, winning is the only option.

(O)- A real woman’s main obligation is to better herself, before she attempts to become someone’s better half. A real woman is very obliged with all that God has blessed her with. When a man takes a real woman for granted, she makes up her mind to put him away into oblivion. A real woman is use to jumping hurdles because overcoming obstacles in life keeps her on the right track. A real woman doesn't spend her time worrying if failure is around the corner, because she occupies her freedom chasing her dreams in her most comfortable running shoes. A real woman is a hopeless romantic ready to be wooed with an odyssey of love with a real man by her side.

(M)- A real woman’s presence is magnanimous and captures attention because of the poised and elegant stature of her classy nature. A real woman is like the magnet of ecstasy. All women don't attend college or hold prestigious employment, but for many being the Valedictorian of mothers everywhere is the major of their lives. A real woman respects the art of marriage and believes in monogamy. A real woman’s life is the motion picture of sophistication. The mythology of a woman began within a man’s ribs and ends in the beat of his heart.

(A)- A real woman sticks to her man like glue and never abandons his side. A real woman has the ability to do anything a man can. A real woman has the power to fill the abyss of a man’s pains with joy. A real woman prays with her other half because faith is the key of remaining on one accord. A real woman will amaze you with the way she adapts to changes in her ambiance. A real woman is the architect of her own destiny.

(N) A real woman needs a man to understand and love her for everything she is and for everything she is not because a good support system is a leading factor in longevity within relationships. A real woman is the nexus between love and happiness. When you converse with a real woman you will realize that she is nimble with her every response. No man can ignore the nymph of a real woman, because it is in her D.N.A to be notable.



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I'm Sorry

 im sorry ive caused you pain.
i thank you for sticking by me through everything.
and not giving up on me. i dnt no what
i would do if you had given up on me.
 
Im sorry ive lied to your face and you knew it,
but you still loved me the same as before.
so i thank you.
i dont know if i would be here with you if you had given up on me.
 
im sorry ive broken your trust over and over,
and you still wanna trust me.
i thank you again.
i dont know wat i would have done if you didnt trust me.
 
im sorry ive done things behind your back,
even though i promised you i would never do them.
im sure you knw but you never said anything.
i wish you would have. it would have saved us all alot of pain
 
i thank you for never giving up on me.
i dont no how to tell you how much i love you.
 
mom i love you sooooooo much you wont ever no how much i love u and thank you for everything


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The Dragon

The Dragon.

In the mountains near the land of Nord
Their lived a fiery Dragon
He had such hot and fearsome breath
Yet he kept his tail a dragging
Because he knew he wasn't bad
He was shy and that was all
And if he looked too meek and mild
Then folk would treat him cruel.

He met this little lad from Kelt
One day whilst coasting round
With fire belching from his mouth
And roaring fearsome sounds
The little lad was terrified
When he saw this thunder brute
And the dragon he was hurt indeed
As this fear he did intuit.

He said "I'm sorry little boy
But I'd not do you harm
I rasp and roar like this you know
So folk will leave me calm
I really want to be your friend
It's so lonely being me
Then the two they walked off arm in arm
It was beautiful to see.

Socrares Dec 7 2003

For Carol Eastmans contest 'Children's Fable


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For the love of Princess Rose

For the love of Princess Rose.

Way back in the darkest times
There lived a wondrous Knight
He had blue eyes, and a handsome face
And his mind was very bright
He lived for goodness, his ideals
Were the highest in the land
And everybody loved this knight
They thought him mighty grand.

He shrunk from no one in the land
He’d fought ten dragons too
As he vied for the love of Princess Rose
Oh, he loved her so true
Yet she was loved by another knight
And so they had to fight
That was the way in those dark days
It was considered right

A tournament it was arranged
And the two men faced each other
Both swore that until the end
They would never love another
The fight was on, as Rose, she watched
The man she loved so much
Fight a man she could not bear
Who her heart did not touch.

Now Don, he was the Knight of choice
He fought like a blessed demon
He was not an evil man
Yet he was filled with Venom
And when the fight was over with
Her knight of choice did win
As love did conquer everything
And the princess married him.

13 August 2013 1147hrs.


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A true friend

A Friend.

Associates, I’ve had so many
But let us speak of friends.
It be a term so often used
But I’m the worst of men
When it comes to picking holes in things
And a true authentic friend
He be as rare as rocking horse poo.
On a friend you can depend.

A friend would be there to the end
He’d take naught for himself
Oh yes a friend be wonderful
And adds to life much wealth
You know that when the chips are down
And the whole wide world looks grim
That friend will always be with you
His light will never dim.

This be as rare as hens teeth
But when the day does come
That you find this special friend
Your life will cheer up some
She’ll always soothe and comfort you 
And make you feel real great
A friend is someone sent to you
By the tender hand of fate

Cherish him or her so much
Cause when some-one your heart does touch
There ain’t no treasure on this Earth
There nothing that could have the worth
Of the one who loves and listens to
And gives support always to you
A true friend he till forever
He will not betray you, never!


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THE PERFECT WOMAN

THE PERFECT WOMAN

What does a perfect woman mean? 
Does it mean something that meets your standards?
A standard measured by physical appearance
or from within towards one's heart and soul?

Perfect is just a label 
A label to define what you like in a woman
A woman whom you want to be with for the rest of your life
A life that will make you feel satisfied.

What is a perfect woman for me?
The perfect woman is a woman who is beautiful inside and out
Not only in the sight of those around us
But in the sight of GOD


By: Ms.Melba Regina V.Sales
      ( a.k.a RIPPED HEART AND SOUL )



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My Cousin Alf

Written by my Cousin Susan Northwood who thinks she cannot write. She wrote this poem for me. pleaser let her know that she can write very well, she is also an excellent artist. By the way, I am back from my holiday, and glad to be back with you all.





My cousin  Alf.

Whilst searching on the net one day
A name jumped out on me
Peter Duggan, as he is known
My cousin, that he be.
A crazy man, a writer too
Speaks his mind, I kid not you
He loves to argue, and debate
Gossip, and trivia, he does so hate.

He wrote me emails, all the time
And many poems in rhythm, and rhyme
His words were calming, made sense to me
Helped my fears,and anxieties.
Life for him had not been kind
Bullied, beaten, and a troubled mind
But here he was, helping me
With all my anger, that He could see

As time did pass, my life got better
Thanks to him, and all his letters
Back and forth, we wrote like mad
Happy laughing, and sometimes sad.
Now here in Oz, I've come to see
My cousin, and his family
Yes he's just how I imagined
Loves all life, and writes with passion.

He argues, talks, and often shouts
Sings, and laughs, but what about?
Yes, he's blunt, and can be rude
He'll shock you too, if you're a prude
But underneath his suit of armour
There stands a man, who's met his karma
All he wants is peace in in life
No more trouble. fights and strife.

There's many souls who cannot cope
With this loud, outspoken bloke
But I know where this man is from
He says it in his words and songs.
So for me he is not Peter
Or Billy, John or Ralph
He simply is my cousin 
Also known as Alf.

Written by Susan Northwood, for Peter Duggan.


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First day of summer

First day of summer

It’s the very early morning
The summer’s just begun
Although the weathers kind of cool
I know that soon the sun
Will be burning down on me
But me, I love it all
I really love these summer days
They’re really beautiful.

It’s lovely in the early mornings
To see the sun come up
And hear birds singing joyfully
It overflows my cup
All this love that it brings out
As it shines on down on me
I love to see those Lorikeets
That feed from bottle brush trees.

How I love the beers and barbeques
In a garden filled with flowers
As I watch the many colored parrots
I could sit there for hours
And watch the sun that burns on down
Then rises from the trees
And I love it in the afternoons
To feel that cool sea breeze.

1 December 2013 @ 0500hrs


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The moon

The summer passed so fast
I thought you and I would never last
You told me our memories won’t be just a blast
Ever was I the one to doubt our past.

Clouds were soon hiding the sun
The difficult hadn’t even yet begun
I saw your shadow everywhere I went
I guess that’s just how much you meant.

But even in the darkest hour
The moon was there-a source of power
And each look made you feel so near
A dream to chase the presence of my fear…


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A New Day

I might sparkle in the night but I'm not the only star you might not see them in the sky it depends on where you are Am I the only light in your eyes that makes you smile when you cry if your favorite's what you say don't you blink it might fade away Only when we give everything we're truly ready for better things we invite ourselves off to drift the steam rises and our spirits lift Follow me, into sun sets be brave and strong with no regrets and when the sea takes the light we'll find a new day after the night there's still a new day after the night


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I LOVE YOU HAPPINESS

I wanted to put myself in a space occupied by happiness
Sweet embrace of the breeze felt in the sea side of Pahut Bongao near Sanga-sanga
Everyone is happy doing the ritual of Panulak Bala’
The month to throw misfortunes that Tausug believed
Beach full of dancing waves from the sea 
Never limit the horizon of falling leaves of trees



 
2 January 2013
Bongao, Tawi-Tawi Island
Sulu Archipelago


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The storm

The storm

The sky above was filled right up
With big, black, monstrous clouds
The thunder hit the blackened skies
His voice so very loud
Forked all across the morning skies
Fiery fingers streak on out
Then the thunder rumbles loud and strong
And rain is all about

Oh how that rain came teeming down
Just like it’s on a mission
To wash away the whole damned earth
As with her quiet precision
Mother Nature puts the pressure on
To warn us human souls
Of the damage she could do
With the power in her role

The rain, It pours down onto me
But I don’t feel a thing
I’m covered by my wetland gear
And my heart begins to sing
For me, I love these thunder storms
With all their mighty power
Though some on seeing all this drama
Would hide away and cower.


17 August 2013 @ 1708hrs.


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Lift a Spirit

It is that of a persons heart to which we live. The pain and suffering but at the same time the happiness that exist in the world. It is only human that we feel what we feel and act the way we do at times. But it is the most inner soul's being we strive to be who we really are. We all want the right person in life,the finer things we struggle, for dreams we find crush everyday as we fight just to merely exist and get by in life. But the love we have in ourselves is remarkable and untouch as we are what God wants us to be. No one said life be easy and he sure didnt make us sin free due to eve and the poison she brung upon this earth. But man is man as we face our weaknesses everyday as most strive to be better in some way and others just turning pure devilest ways. Its there we share the same dreams really you and me. You see,I am no different for if you cut; we all bleed the same color of red through our vains. But always stand tall and strong in your beliefs and doings in life, just as long as you know your right. But be not afraid to face the truth and consequinces of our actions. Its only God you have to answer to and no one else in life control the path you walk but that of a higher power. Sometimes,just be a friend of encouragement to one another and dont try preaching all time cause you saving no one. You just beating the bush with words that are loud but hearts that are hard. But be a friend cause that's one thing none us truely really have. Cause think about it, even they stab you in the back. But lift up a spirit even with a smile cause there be the true happiness and God's way of showing he care when he gave you love.


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I JUST WANT TO KNOW

(Guy)
I know that touching you seems so unreachable
Yet every night I find.. hope in the moonlight
The thought of being together, it just feels so right
Never want for you to be.. out of my sight
I'd give anything, if we could be more than friends
With a love that's unending.. let's let love begin
You've stolen my heart, cupid's arrow always wins

(Girl)
I know these feelings that you feel, I know they're real
And if they were completely mine.. I'd be fine
But we are best friends, and my love's not blind
So although I'm so flattered, it's not our time
I'd give anything, if being best friends was enough
Knowing your longing.. It sure makes things rough
But darling I do love you, you've got the right stuff

(Both)
If the love we feel was the same for you and me
It would be so incredible, it would be ecstasy
We'd soar over mountains.. ride the seven seas
We'd dance till morning, we'd love to eternity
But our love is different, in the intensity of our heart
You want all of me.. While I want only a part
It's not worth our friendship, can't take that chance
Is it wise to risk it all, for one shot at sweet romance

(Guy)
You don't see it now but you are worth my wait
So I'll go on in longing, wanting for my song
The thought of being together.. doesn't feel wrong
Chasing dreams in the night sky, hope it won't be long
So I'll live with the illusion.. Someday you'll love me
Until you get star struck, and suddenly you see
The deepest kind of love.. Is the kind for you and me

(Girl) 
Oh, all your words are tied with beauty and grace
I wonder are you.. inspired from Heaven above 
And sometimes honestly I feel I might, be falling in love
Yeah, what if we were meant to be.. Hand in glove
These thoughts are so dangerous, got to let them go
Your longing, wanting desires.. I have to say no
Still there's something inside of me, I just want to know


(Both)
If the love we feel was the same for you and me
It would be so incredible, it would be ecstasy
We'd soar over mountains.. ride the seven seas
We'd dance till morning, we'd love to eternity
Is our love different, in the intensity of our heart
You want all of me.. Can we really be a part
It's not worth our friendship, can't take that chance
Or should we risk it all, for one shot at sweet romance

Contest: Craig's "Song Lyrics"
Date: 8-3-14


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Colors Everywhere

It’s so much easier to just live in memory.
Easy to taste chocolate cake.
To see who loved me and ate from my kitchen.
A lovely day with friends
is so very far away now…
I try with my hand but can’t touch it.
Even in dreams I don’t have the pleasure.

It doesn’t feel good to write about 
the reasons.
They aren’t tangible anyway.
As the world spins by
whole and beautiful…
I watch as it goes round and round.
and wonder…
Could it stop for a moment and I’ll get on?
Sounds easy enough.
But so much separates me from this.

Out in a field, I see the distance.
Everything there says “go”.  Just get on.
Hesitation, then, I’ve missed my chance.
Am I wearing the wrong clothes?

I soften with the evening time
and melt into everything.
Let me say a prayer which brings me 
some kind of understanding…
Everything will come easy.
Sparkly and colors everywhere.


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The birds are coming

The birds are coming
 
The birds are coming
The dusk be closing in
The evening silence, coming soon
Makes way for screeching din
Of crazy birds of pink and grey
All falling from the sky
Alighting near the feeding tray
As daylight starts to die

So beautiful, the sun shines bright
Pink feathers come aflame
As dancing, screeching, crazy  birds
Enjoying life’s sweet game
They argue as each pulling rank
Will try to get first feed
Those pink and grey galahs they be
A somewhat noisy breed.

Too soon, they’re gone
So very suddenly
They hurl themselves into the sky`
As off and flying free
They fly up to their safe abodes
Among the tall green trees
To slumber neath the starry skies
So wonderful they be.


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KISS AND SMILE

i need a kiss
so i can smile
i need a smile
so i can kiss
anyone can smile
anyone can kiss
so i can kiss and smile
let's smile just no kiss
let's kiss with smile
pass the smile to kiss
that is flying the smile as kiss
so kiss and smile
that is flying kiss
indeed
i love you smile.
layag sug!


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FREEDOM

I colonize to unite, they colonize to divide
It is time to return the union of the archipelago
To unite the community through dinar and dirham
The colonizers colonized our homeland
Through divide-and-rule tactics at hand 
To colonize the colonizers should be done
Through unite-and-rule tactics must become 
I love you freedom!


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THIS POEM IS YOU

What?
Read that
Aw, made me blush
You didn’t got my way to write a poem
Same thing I did to Lontie
That’s why I kept on asking you
Read here
Sulu Sail there
Indeed, you read it?
Yes, you know what?
I don’t know, what is it
You know the entire time that I was mocking you 
And yet you still have cornered me with your charm.
What do you think of that poem?
Charming, you really know your way to my heart no?
I love the poem I wrote because someone is inside it.
Was there any poem you have written without anyone in it?
Yes, but in this poem is only you is that someone
One poem of me then
Indeed this is the poem for you
Who has the most numbers of poems who have written about?
I mean, you have written about
No one except my life and journey
And right now this poem is you
What contains in my poems is my journey in life
But personified by moment
So to whom is that ilyimy line then?
Iloveyouimissyou that is for you!
Go, you're a flirt!
Isn’t it cute?
Lost for words as always
What do you mean?
No one has ever written a poem about me, but you.
My pleasure!





1:53AM, 9 March 2013
Sandakan, Sabah Malaysia


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An eye for an eye

Though I am not considered to be a Christian, [I love most religions] But I lover to read the gospels of Mark and Mathew, so I wrote them all in verse...Peter

Eye for Eye.

Folk were listening to our lord
Such a crowd had gathered round
The news of this enigma
Had spread from town to town.
The multitudes all came to him
To hear the words he spake
He’d been speaking there for quite a while
And the day was getting late.

The lord with Passion in his tone
He told those multitudes
{There were poor and rich, and saints and sinners
The good Lords words, their food}
He said to them “now you have heard
An eye for eye, and tooth for tooth
But I give you another law
So listen to my truth”.

“Do not resist an evil person
When struck on the right cheek
Turn to him the other also
Just hear these words I speak
If someone wants to sue you
And take your tunic too
Then let him have your cloak as well
This, I do say to you”.

If someone makes you walk a mile
Then walk with him for two.
Give what one may ask you for
This be the thing to do.
If someone would borrow from you
Then do not turn away.
Hear ye this, it be the truth
These words you hear me say”.


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IN AN OPEN CAGE, YOU CAN FLY, NO WINGS

Today is Tuesday, 19 March, 2013 36th days, after some armed men from Sulu archipelago spotted in Tandu Wau, Lahad Datu. This caused the bloodshed between Muslim brethren. I am still monitoring the sad stories happened to our new recorded history. If this conflict cannot be resolved today what more the coming days that will pass by our way? I am always optimistic that any problems shall have its solutions but if the parties will lead to apply it. It is very hard to live where someone doubts everyone and everyone doubts anyone. It is hard to live in an open cage; you know you can fly, but you have no able wings to fly. I am praying to the lord Allah to find ways of solving the misery that both people of Sulu and Sabah are feeling right now. The remnants of colonisers continued to divide us. We are all victims. There must be no hatred spark among. We must be vigilant; there might be any other agent to hand us instruments for us to play the music and they are going to dance. Allah has all the wisdom, He is the only grantor of peace had we wish! Ya Allah please help to Let Us All Save Peace. Tuesday, 19 March, 2013, 7:27PM Sandakan Nature City, Sabah Let Us All Save Peace Ilyimy. Layag Sug!


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My Invisible Ink

The evening sun dawdles into the dark
Night’s darkness croons nocturne
My eyes popple as they turn into Crocus flower
Dreams flow down as I sway in nirvana.

At the sight of your godly beauty
My soul wobbled at the edge of my oblivion
Your body as charming as Jips Twink-
The special kind of Pelargonium.

Delirious with joy I was contented
The pleasure alone filled my belly
As you revealed the pearl you’re
My roots are embedded in you.

At the morning sight of your face
Smiles cascade my face in torrents
Of expressions as morning unfolds
Joy opens in my heart a la Crocus flower

At the morning whisper of your wishes 
Purred with pleasure from the tone of your voice
I woke up with only but one thought-
You’re my invisible ink.


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You are my flesh and my bone

If I were to 
say you 
are a fallen 
angel
I'd be 
insulting 
you.
Complimenting 
you to be 
beautiful,
But evil in 
your ways.
Comparing 
you to a 
fruit tree,
That has 
a breath of 
a rotten 
fruit.
Taking you 
as a drug 
that gives 
me 
strength,
Only to 
lose it and 
die 
because of 
its effect.
Like Eve in 
the garden 
of Eden,
Instead of 
being a 
helper, she 
became a 
burden.
If I 
describe 
you,
I'd be 
giving 
myself 
glory.
Rather 
unite with 
me,
So that we can 
share the 
glory.
Angels 
serve us, 
so how 
can I make 
you my 
maid?
Man are 
higher 
than 
angels,
So are 
woman 
because 
they're 
from man.
If you 
came from 
my ribs,
Shouldn't I 
try to keep 
you and re-
unite my 
body 
structure?
I have 
sown you,
And now I 
have to 
reap the all 
of you.
You are my 
flash and 
my bone, 
Ngizodla 
konke 
namathambo; 
just to get 
my 
strength 
back.
I am the 
glory of 
God,
And you 
are my 
glory;
Thus, the 
pleasure to 
the sense 
of my mind.
You are 
beautiful 
beyond 
words,
For you 
were not 
created by 
words like 
plants and 
seas,
But by my 
body; 
without 
you I'm 
incomplete.
You are an 
artist,
And art is 
your 
offspring.


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My addiction

I have an addiction...
It dont matter what time of day it is my addiction is there...
Not always in the literall since...
But it is always on my mind...
I lay my head down to sleep at night thinking about you...
I sleep dreaming about you...
I wake up thinking about you...
Your always on my mind...
No matter what I do my addiction is always on my mind...
Even if your not the last one I talk to before I lay my head down to sleep...
I still lay my head down thinking of you...
I just cant get enought of you...
No matter what my addiction is there...
My addiction has a name...
Her name is Shelby Nestle...
No matter how much we text or talk on the phone...
Its never enough...
I cant get enough of your beautiful eyes...
I cant get enough of that beautiful smile...
I cant get enough of kissing your soft lips...
That feeling I get inside when our lips touch...
Or holding you in my arms...
This is a new addiction to me...
Never have I been this addicted this quick...
It scares the shyt outta me...
But then I love it...
You are my new addiction baby... 
You are my...
My heroin...
My ecstacy... 
My cocaine...
You are my own personal drug...
I cant imagine and addiction stronger...
You are my addiction...
I wouldnt even think about trying to break this addiction...
I wouldnt go to rehab for this addiction...
I like it to much...
YOU ARE PERFECT JUST THE WAY YOU ARE


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HUG OF YOU

I love you Anak. Allah knows that.
There would be a time,
You would feel how the love of your Ayah.
His love to you is eternal
I never had a quality hug of you.
You cry when seeing me because of the things said to you.
The things which you never understood what really happened.
You became the victim of selfish pride of individual.
Someone who does not care of the spirit of humanity and love.
Sooner or later you would be in my bosom.
Take care my Queen.
Allah is with you. I miss so much. 
Let me hug you from the distance.



Dedicated to my daughter, Ratu.


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Meeting with a Tiger snake

Meeting with a Tiger snake

The sky above is sheer perfection
The deepest shade of blue
The big gold sun, it shines on down
And lights on drops of dew
 To make them shine like pretty gems
Upon the soft green leaves
Of trees reflected in the lake
Such a poem this morning weaves.

A tiger snake comes swimming by
He swims amidst some gulls
In his special wiggly way
It’s a blessing to my soul
To see these creatures swim together
No danger written there
He’s at peace with all that live
It seems he has no care.

He swims up to the leafy shore
Then hides behind a tree
He knows I’m there yet, doesn’t care
He has no fear of me
But when I try to get up closer
The snake, he flares his head
So I must heed this danger sign
Or soon I could be dead.

Then snake, he moves off through the bush
And goes upon his way
He’ll find some other place to lie
On this lovely summer’s day
The day is coming soon enough
[The autumn is quite near]
When this snake will sleep in peace
Until the spring is here.

4 March 2014 @ 1145hrs


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Spring fever


Emerging buds a sure sign,
Young shoots new growth,
Walking through fresh skin,
Springtide or spring fever!

All life close to revival,
Plants flower and leaves grow,
All colors of Mother Nature,
Meet again at fever pitch!

Hidden springs of consciousness,
Rebound with inspiring showers,
Enthusiasm short lived but contagious,
We meet in sweet spring, spring fever !!




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Princess Angelina

Princess Angelina

Princess Tinsels baby daughter
Has grown up quite a bit
And my, oh, my, she’s beautiful
Oh, she has all of it
A heart of gold, a lovely form
And she’s so full of bliss
Her name is Angelina
So very sweet she is.

She has a way with animals
That seems at times like magic
She loves all people, all of them
And when their days are tragic
She’ll give them the milk of kindness
She has the healing touch
And even gnomes and bitter demons
They all love her so much.

Angelina, she is loved
By all who hear her name
Folk they come from miles around
To see this girl of fame
One day she will be their queen
And it is plain to see
That when she takes that station on
A wondrous Queen she’ll be.

6 September 2013 @ 0535hrs.


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Lady from the hills

Lady from the hills

In a little cabin in the hills
There lived a maid of beauty
I’d place her on a pedestal
And no one would dispute me
One glance at her, and one would fall
Beneath this ladies charm
Her heart was filled with harmony
Her mode was soft and calm

Her kindness it was known by all
And folk would come and see her
For every time they caught her glow
Something within would stir
And as they trod their way back home
There feet would feel like feathers
She could even melt the heart
Of those with souls like leather.

Her hair was dark, her eyes deep blue
And every time she spoke
Her voice rang out like tinkling bells
As through the air it broke
All the birds and butterflies 
Would gather on her flowers
And wolves, and bears and wild creatures
Would melt beneath her power.

One day a man with no compassion
Who had no soul at all
Did come into her lovely garden
And he was oh, so cruel
Even she could not melt him
This man of ugliness
His heart was cold his hands were rough
He was evil, nothing less.

He tried to have his way with her
But what he did not know
Was that all the wild creatures
They loved this lady so
They came at him with such aggression
And threw him to the ground
And to this day nobody knows
Where his body can be found.

2 December 2013 @ 1136hrs.


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JANUARY START OF NEW DAY

(1 January 2013 – 12:01AM)

By this first day of the year 2013
I am asking anyone to forgive me if I have things done that hurt you. 
I was sudden with the firecrackers
Sounds of bullets flying in the air
This is becoming a culture
That by the end and start of the year there shall be having a gun fire
Is this so not to put a gun as inutile?
I have no new year’s resolution at hand 
But I wanted to do my best to change whatever things needed to be changed. 
Oh God please witness my changes to manifest in my entire being 
from good to very good, from ordinary to extra ordinary and from evil to no evil. 
Let me love memories of 2012 that I have
Please forgive me God through everyone’s forgiveness.
I love everyone and someone. 
Thank you God! 


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DREAM

I dreamed in a dream
I walked through an island
An island full of fruits and flowers
Its dazzling scenic view
Mesmerized me
I woke up in that dream
And the dream still a dream
But that dream is reality
Now I am eating Durian
But still a dream
Before I forget
Those flowers are you!


 


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CHILLING WITH RAIN

Chill by beach of Pitas. 
Rain comes in a heavy task. 
Return home to a break. 
Another night to medicate tired. 
Thanks Allah we intend. 
Well-intentioned we are blessed. 
Preach in the village of Rungus. 
The Maulud rejoiced.
Kota Marudu we go.
Still raining until while ago!



Kota Kinabalu
21 Jan 2014


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Starlit night

Starlit Night.

Way up there in the great North West
In a place called Exmouth town
I’m lying on a sandy beach
With sea so vast and grand,
And I’m waiting for the turtles
To beach and lay their eggs,
As the evening’s soft and balmy
And the sand’s a snug warm bed.

No turtles came ashore that night,
Cause folk were everywhere.
With too much foolish people noise,
Oh, so much din was there.
No turtle would be that insane,
It was like a circus show.
So me well I just settled down,
And went me with the flow.

I lay there looking at the skies,
And as the day went dim,
I saw the stars a gleam like jewels,
As me, I dived within.
And Venus glowing like a lamp
Reflected from the ocean.
Aphrodite did shine through her,
I could feel me loves devotion.

And Orion was above my head,
Three stars there in a row.
And above them was that greyish haze,
It was like a milky glow.
And that milky- way poured into me,
As I felt such mystery.
And in that mystic space so vast
I glimpsed me ecstasy.

Two hours passed, my mind was stoned ,
By the beauty of the night.
As the star of love shone so intense,
With no moon there in sight,
And I thanked the all so tenderly,
For the bliss I gained within.
I never saw no turtles there,
But I cleansed my mind of din.

2003


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THE SWEET SKY

                                                      THE SWEET SKY

                                            

                                                     A sky-borne swan
                                                          on the wing--
                                                  I  face true North
                                                   when it is Spring.
                                               Forgotten are sore wings
                                                       or broken heart---
                                                    I heed a call---
                                                     tears me apart


                                                    No sweeter sky
                                                that soars the mind---
                                                when sun and moon
                                                   Dance side by side

                                              North Summer nights---
                                                      the white nights call---
                                                   There is no time
                                                            to fret or stall---

                                           No excuses, no one to blame
                                                  in heading North
                                                  There is no shame.



                                                 Chorus:
                                                Thru White nights dance
                                                             both sun and moon
                                                     Each night they sing
                                                         a  different tune.

                                
                                                          Hang on tight--
                                                                     If you dare
                                                        Travel light,
                                                                    for it is far.
                                                          Come, join me Love,
                                                                   share this delight!
                                                           No thrill soars past
                                                          My white North Nights

                                                                  imagine days
                                                                that never end---
                                                                     bodies entwined---
                                                                   eternal blend

                                                                      CHORUS               

 June 2013

V Anderson-Throop


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Silent times

Silent times

Sometimes, I really do not care
About anything at all
My mind goes kind of quiet then
My mode is kind of cool
And all I really want to do
Is sit here looking in
Forgetting all the world outside
Forgetting all the din

There’s a time to send ones energy
And circle it around
But then there comes a sacred time
When the harmony is found
Waiting there within the dark
To hold one cozily
A time to be in her soft clutch
And bask there happily.

Then when the muse has been recharged
It’s time to wander back
And let the words come pouring out
Cause just along the track
The wind, the flowers and dancing trees
Have replaced the mystery
So now the words they may flow free
With much more energy.


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WINDY WIND

wind windy, windy shore,
wind with affectionate lonely hug of soul
from whence comes the wind
if not from thence prank
The long-shore winds
wind blowing so long
wind came into the forest
taken by sea goblin






kota kinabalu
1:12am
14j13


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A lesson from the Buddha

 A Lesson From the Buddha

The Buddha had been getting round
And listening to the crowd.
He’d often sat there silently
And heard them moan so loud
About their own sad burdens
And all the hurt they’d had.
So he thought up a little plan
That didn’t seem half bad.

He called the crowd together
Said “listen here you guys
I’ve been thinking for a great long while
And I have thought it wise
To grow a special tree for you
And here it lies before you
Now listen well to what I say
I’ll tell you what to do”

He said “this tree before you
It’s to hang your troubles on
Each one of you must go to it
And your troubles will be gone
As you hang them on it’s many branches
Then what you’ll need to do
Is take yourself some others burdens
And make them part of you”

The people thought that this was cool
It seemed a grand old way
To rid themselves of all their burdens
It was a happy day!
As each smiling so broadly
Placed there burdens on the tree
Then they thought for just a while
And they began to see.

As each the truth did hit them
More restless did they get
At least they knew their burdens
So each with no regrets
Did race back to that trouble tree
To grab what they had hung there
The Buddha smiled good humoredly
He had made them all aware.

29 July 2013 @ 1805hrs.


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Her special place

Dedicated to my cousin Susan who suffers from Parkinson's disease. yet handles it so bravely.

Her special place

Deep in the heart of England
There is a little pond
And near that pond there is a seat
With a view of the beyond
Between two trees amidst the grass
That grows so lush and green
And on that seat, a lady’s sits
All looking so serene.

She’s in love with all of nature
And loves to sit outside
It’s where she goes into her soul
Where all is deified
She looks into her essence there
As she asks so peacefully
‘what does it feel like to be me’?
Then sees what she can see.

She’s sat here now for six long months
It makes her feel serene
Just to think about that place
Where everything looks green
She visits there just once a day
To close her soft sad eyes
And look at who she really is
Which keeps the lady wise.

4 July 2013 @ 0412hrs.


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Our Silence

I customized the essence of beauty with your voice
I taste the aroma of my favorite dish with your breath
The touch purity refers my touch of your skin
I found the beauty of creation in your eyes
Now smile and let the site of a dozen rainbows grace my face
My pot of gold is located between your ribs
It beats rythmically sparkling through your pupils
The only reason I enjoy our silences
Running my fingers on yours scars I listen
As melodies of a talented creator tell me a strory of strength and faith
I love our silence ...I love you


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The soul of the virgin

The soul of the virgin

Our Virgin is so practical
So critical she be
She’s always hard upon herself
Her words come loose and free
If she thinks that you have let her down
She’ll tell you this is so
She’s very clever with her hands
And she really likes to know.

She does her best in everything
Meticulous is she
She be one of the clever ones
She’s kind and she will be
A boon to anyone who needs her
She’s so dependable
She can’t abide in ugliness
Of any kind at all.

She has a downer on herself
She thinks she is not liked
She analyzes everything
She can look into your psyche
She won’t be fooled by anyone
And she worries about her health
Just to get to know this lady
Is a valid source of wealth.

12 August 2013 2 1300hrs.


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BEYOND ME

its awesome. 
let us enjoy this for the moment
and plan the things for our future. 
i think i found my way.
that way and destination is you.
that's not right.
what is right for you
i shouldn't be the destination
its the language of art.
to mean i would be with you
go beyond me.
i am just one piece
we go beyond you together.
after reaching you, we can go beyond together.
i don’t know, dream big for yourself. 
i will support you
if you want to change things, change society, do things
i will!

layag sug!


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Crystal the fairy

The Fairy 

There was a fairy in a land
As beautiful as spring
Who brought the folk from miles around
Just to hear her sing
Her voice was like a nightingales
So beautiful and sweet
And everyone did love her so
No matter who she’d meet.

Just down the ways there lived a witch
As ugly as can be
She covered too from head to feet
In scaly misery.
She hated Crystal, fairy lady
And her hatred was so strong
That she wanted her to be destroyed
This witch was really wrong!!

She sent her evil servant down
To kill this wondrous fairy
He searched there in her lovely land
And he was rather scary.
He’d rough folk up and hurt them bad
Unless they told him true
Exactly where that fairy was
Oh, he was ugly too.

His face was such a monstrous sight
All lumps and bumps and creases
His breath was such an awful thing
It killed folk with diseases.
He loved to hurt, and maim and kill
His name was heard in fear
One day the lovely fairy lady
Of him at last did hear.

She told her friends “just show him in
He’s welcome in my home
Though folk worried, she did not care
She waited all alone.
She had no fear, no, none at all
This lovely Princess Crystal
Her being it was filled with love
Her heart was beautiful.

The beast came up to the fairy’s door
As that lady sat there singing
The evil one stood transfixed there
Such joy to he was bringing
That voice of beauty that he heard
From this sweet fairy’s home
The evil one began to weep
This no one had known.

He entered he her humble home 
And fell down on his knees
He begged the lady to forgive him
The fairy heard his pleas
She kissed him on his ugly cheek
And lord you should have seen it
The evil one, how he did change
He did, I really mean it.

His face became all soft and smooth
He became a handsome man
His voice took on a tender note
And his form it looked so grand.
He smiled at her with wondrous joy
And he asked her to be his
The fairy told him “Yes indeed”
His face just filled with bliss.

Then he went back and slew the witch
Who had sent him out to kill
This wondrous sweet and lovely fairy
No more she ever will.
Then they got married, he and her
The changed man, and the fairy
Oh, everybody loved them both
And none now found him scary.

















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Two kangaroos passed by

Two Kangaroos passed by

It was on a Friday morning
There’s me, and my dog Bear
We’re walking down a silent street
There’s no one anywhere
It be a balmy,  Summers morn
Around about three o clock
With nothing special on my mind
Not really taking stock.

Then suddenly old Bear looks up
With a strange look on his face
And there across the road I see
Two guys with so much grace
They were two grown up Kangaroos
And golly what a sight
At three am they passed me by
And gave me such delight.

The area that I live in
Is built up now, today
So Kangaroos so very rarely
Do pass me by that way
Poor little guys had lost their way
I bet they were confused
For all their homes have been destroyed
They have been so misused.

2 August 2013 @ 1555hrs.






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Crystal Brook

Crystal Brooke.

Crystal Brooke was beautiful
She smiled like the morning sun
With eyes of blue, and velvet hair
And such a sense of fun
Everyone did love her so
This sweet unselfish girl
Just one look into here beauty
Could set men’s hearts a whirl.

She dreamed that one day she would be
A star of great repute
And that she had a lot of talent
There was none who would refute
One day a mogul passing by
Did hear this lady sing
He made of her a singing star
And fame to her did bring.

At first this life was wonderful
Oh, she had everything
And millions paid out all their doe
Just to hear the lady sing
Then as her fame spread far and wide
Her ego it did grow
And then the booze and drugs took hold
And took away her glow.

Her life became quite miserable
Her manner became quite sour
All true beauty faded then
As she lost all her power
Then one day she could take no more
And so she took her life
Living in a goldfish bowl
Had caused her too much strife.

30 December 2013 @ 1300hrs.





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WITHOUT IT LOVE

If that's possible, if am distracted, we'll stop!
It’s possibly could, while we are enjoying our moment together.
We’ll see, just keep focused.
We could focus, while calling.
I love you...
I love you too...
I love you and I love you too...
Do you know why you love me?
I know because you love me too.
That’s sad…
What if I didn't love you?
Will you not love me?
Don’t be sad…
The feeling of love cannot be put in a sentence.
I did love you because I felt it.
I cannot dictate my feelings to love you, 
It dictates to itself that I indeed love you.
I would love to see that my beloved is seen beautiful and smart by others
This as long as showing interest doesn’t makes me feel jealous.


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Ode to my Village

When I stand on the Hills and stare down,
while milky sunbeams shine asound,
I admire the grace with which spreads
my Village, its glories and innocence.

Oh my Village! that valley wherein I first kicked,
That place where I first experienced my birth,
That Paradise where the birds play and cling
While happy children cuddle and sing.

That Valley wherein I ate Irish Potatoes
Drank sweet palm wine and ran wild,
Where I savoured sweet achu,
hunted rat mole. Oh! life so pure!

Oh, my sweet grandmother and father!
They raised me to love this sweet land.
They told me one morning as I stretched-
"Mowi, yu'u, there is no better place than home."

Now I understand while I behold the radiance,
The opulence of this village Politicians want to steal,
Politicians and leaders so neglect-
But I say to them, "you are wicked, wicked!"

"If there is a place that is home to me,
Where I will love to grow and make square,
Where I'll love to hug and bless
It is my village Bamendankwe."


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ANOTHER SEASONS PAST

Autumn's past horizon's 
whose clouds coast above the trees
woodland paths are dusted
with the falls of the turning leaves

Four corners of the Winds
in summer exhales release their breath
another season's gone
and lay's to the past it's death

Often my mind has danced
in the corridor's of the earth
where winter's snow has melted
hastening the springs new birth

I've rambled down many roads
and I've sang a many song
been scratched by weeds and brambles
and waded in the worlds wrong

Bridges on the road I've crossed
upon the many paths    that man has trekked
but only one road can lead you
upon a course which is circumspect 

It was always for you
every path I ever sought
every step I ever made
the ones my heart was taught

I desire not gold or silver
but the nectar of your lips
a wine so intoxicating
the truth like honey drips

Like the passing of the seasons
and the lives you so enrich
truth and beauty enhances life 
there's no question of choosing which


COPYRIGHT © 2013 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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One Day You'll Make It Girl

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Poetic Lyrics By Thomas Lam Hsi



The Golden Girl...'jus isn't you...dear...in life...there are many roles.

Is sis...The One...or...am...I...'jus another...one...Mom 'n Dad...what's...my role?

Dolls...maybe the same...but...here's another game...money's tight...can't you see?

Chad's...so sweet...sis and he...well...oh well...if...I try harder...could I be?


If life is hard...it only gets...harder...girl...sometimes there...are no answers!

Mom 'n Dad...lied...love alone...isn't enough...life...though...sometimes...answers!

When the well...is deeper...the pain...grows 'n grows...girl...hang on through!

Golden Girls...dolls and boys...the streets...are longer...till you see...it through!


Girl...one day...you'll make it...the world...is the oyster...and...you're the pearl!

Girl...one day...you'll make it...your sister's...not the only...one...you're the pearl!

When life's harder...the pain...lasts longer...'n golden things...can't make...
A Golden Heart!

When life's harder...the pain...lasts longer...'n golden things...can't make...
A Golden Heart!


Christmas...with...my...only dream...it really...does seem...a little longer...and
Stronger!

Christmas...with...my...only dream...it really...does seem...a little longer...and
Stronger!

One day...I made it...Girl...I made it...I made it...Mom 'n Dad...lied...A Golden Girl!

One day...I made it...Girl...I made it...I made it...Mom 'n Dad...lied...A Golden Girl!


When the road...is too painfull...and the blood...stains through...stay true!

When the road...is too painfull...and the blood...stains through...stay true!


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A River of Water of Life



" A River of Water of Life ... "

( Based On Revelation 22: 1 )



A River of Water of Life ...
Clear As Crystal, Sparkling In Brightest Son-Light
Flowing From The Throne of GOD and The Lamb
Watering Trees, Whose Leaves Cure Those Once Damned

(Rev. 22: 3)
For No More Will There Be Any Curse
When A River of Water of Life, Flows On Earth
From The Throne of GOD and The Lamb
Watering The Healing-Harvest For All GOD's Humans

... Drinking From A River of Water of Life



And We Will Splash & Play In Rainbows & Swim
By The River of Water of Life, Clear As Crystal Gems
Where On The River's Sides, Grows Trees of Fruited-Limbs
Basking In The Glorious, Loving Light of  HIM

... and We'll Be Singing Hymns - By A River of Water of Life



As A River of Water of Life ...
Will Replenish Earth's Eden - Paradise
From The Source - JEHOVAH God  &  King Jesus Christ
Where The Whole World Is Fully Blessed & Baptized ...

By A River of Water of Life ...
Clear As Crystal, Sparkling In Brightest Son-Light
Flowing From The Throne of GOD and The Lamb
Refreshing All Those, As Grateful As I Am ...

For A River of Water of Life ...


      Written & Copyrighted ©:  2/20/2014
                 by:  MoonBee  Canady




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Hera and Hephaistos

.Hera and Hephaistos.

Zeus and hera, King and Queen
Over all the Gods that ruled
In a fit of passion, one fine day
Made child, yet life was cruel
Hephaistos was an ugly child
All twisted out of shape
He walked just like a drunken man
Fun of him they‘d make.

The Goddess Hera felt a shame
In having such a child
She looked at all his ugliness
Her mind going all wild
She threw him from the mountain top
Into the deep blue sea
Yet Thetis took him down with her
For nine years there was he.

A gifted one he did become
A craftsman of renown
Forging artefacts of beauty
For the sea nymphs there to own
His anger at his Mother Hera
Was understandable
So he did work out his revenge
His plan was very cool.

He made a golden throne of beauty
And sent it to the Goddess
Who loved it, so did sit upon it
Yet though she tried her best
She could not get up from that throne
As it gripped her tightly there
She looked for someone to release her
Couldn’t find one anywhere.

They sought Hephaistros everywhere
To free his Goddess mother
And when they caught him he refused
He looked at one, the other
And told them I want Aphrodite
To be my blessed bride
Then peace made with his Goddess mother
One day he took her side.

This day when Zeus was beating her
His mother Goddess Hera
Hephaistros at his own peril
He did stick up for her
Zeus, he seized him by the foot 
And flung him from the heavens
Yet soon the two made peace again
And then peace it did reign.

The moral of this story folk
Is to tell you with respect
That your children are not there
Your glory to reflect
A child must seek his own glory
Not try to live for you
So listen to this story folk
And hear it’s wisdom true.


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song of the wolf

who will hear our song,
If we are gone?
Will you feel our pain,
As our blood falls like rain?
Who will know our strife,
If you take our life?
Why can't we be free,
We leave you be.
What would you have done,
If it were you under the gun?
You say we are killers,
That we thirst for blood.
But you became a murderer,
When the first shot rung.


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Goats

Goats

They’re everywhere
These pretty little creatures
On the serpent road to Exmouth
They be some of the features
Along with Emus, Kangaroos
And handsome birds of prey
These little goats be bountiful
They’re all along the way.

They be domestic goats 
Who’ve gone back to the wilds
Where they have bred one million fold.
As one moves along the miles
These little goats be seen so much
In their many shades and hues
Don’t know where they got their water
It be tough country too.

The weather here be hot and dry
As the sun bakes everything
And mostly here no rain does fall
To drinking water bring.
And yet these goats look healthy as
Such nimble little beasts
You’d see some dead there in the road
As the crows do have their feast.

That be the price of progress
That poor beasts have to die
That be the curse of human beings
Sometimes it makes me cry
Yet still they be so plentiful
These handsome little guys
Another little part of nature
That make love in me rise.


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Dawn is breaking

Dawn is breaking

Willie wagtail in my garden 
Sings a very special song
Telling me the sun is coming
Dawn will break soon, won’t be long
It’s dark outside with full moon shining
But soon the light will show its face
Green parrot makes his bell like music
How his song has so much grace

Kookaburra, he is laughing
Something funny has touched him
Could he be laughing at us human’s
With all our wars and crazy din?
Spring is just around the corner
And all of nature seems to know
As I sit here in the morning
My world it has a special glow.

Now the world has gone all silent
Waiting for the dawn to break
Soon the chorus is beginning
Singing just for loves own sake
All the birds will join the chorus
And my heart will start to sing
How I love these life soaked mornings
Such joy to me they always bring.

25 August 2013 @ 0631hrs.




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Everything About Her

Everything about her enchants me
With her gorgeousness holding me captive
Dazzling as roses in their joyous mood
And refreshing as morning mist
Making me feel rising and rising again
With happiness becoming my daily routine;
Everything about her shines through my heart
For her love is powerful, strong beyond comparison
And every morning as fresh as flowing stream
Pouring out passion as sweet as pure honey;
Everything about her is lovely-
Everything about her is unbelievable
Her captivating smile brings relief to my everyday worries
Awakening my deepest affection
Together we are radiant with happiness
Each day with her brings memories to be cherished
Each day with her is a treasure
Any loving being would desire;
Everything about her is purified with sweetness


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Termite country

Termite Country

We’re heading north to Exmouth,
Carnarvon we’ve just passed.
We be driving up a serpent road,
As the country seems so vast.
It’s hot outside, but in this van,
The air cons on and all,
As all along the road we pass,
Little goats, so beautiful….

And everywhere, most endlessly,
There’s a billion termite mounds.
Like baked brown little mountains,
They’re everywhere around.
We stopped near one, I marveled,
That a tiny beast, and blind!
Could build these blessed monuments,
It nearly blew my mind.

I took me then some photographs
Of these engineering feats,
As I let the awe and wonder,
Into my dull mind seep.
In such a vast, still country,
In the silence of the way,
Those mounds stood out so powerful,
In the heat of a sunburned day.

2003


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The sunny soul of the lion

The sunny soul of the lion.

Our lady of the sun
Never humble, she’s so proud
She loves to organize, and plan
She’s the Queen, this speaks so loud
To be her friend, gain her respect
And never let her down
She’s lovely when she’s happy
But please don’t make her frown.

Creative is her manner
She like to stand right out
When she’s there in any place
She’ll leave you with no doubt
As to who is going to run the show
But she’s very good at it
Anywhere this lady be
She’ll help out quite a bit.

Her sunny personality
Will get her liked by most
But she can be over bearing
And though she’s warm as toast
When she’s got a down on you
You’ll learn a heap on wrath
When that ladies on to you
You’ll do anything but laugh.

11 August 2013 @ 0606hrs.


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Those blessed wetland trails

Those blessed wetland trails.

The sun is shining lazily
The sky is azure blue
As green leaves dance with the morning breeze
The birds be singing too
They sing a serenade of bliss
And peace is all around
As all along these wetland trails
Blue lupins can be found.

The perfume heavy in the air
It speaks of wild geraniums
The young ferns looking soft and green
And all those tall wild gums
Give out a rather pungent scent
A smell I've learned to love
As parrots screech in blissfull joy
In those trees there high above.

The lake, she glimmers neath the sun
As the ducks give lazy quacks
My feet scrape on the sand and gravel
As I stroll along this track.
Trees all gnarled and and twisted
Form a tunnel just for me
Oh I could write forever
But for now, I'll leave it be.


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BY MY LORD

I know, you do know, 
I love you. 
But I'm sure, God knows
I love you. 
I swear, by my only Lord.
The only, like my love to you. 
You're my love.
Remain deep in my heart. 
I love my love. 
I swear, by the Lord, and my God.
I love you 
I love you
I love you
So much!


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Words of the master

Words of the master

A man once asked the master
Which of us has the worth?
To enter in the holy kingdom
This man was down to Earth
And liked to ask the questions
The truth he had to know
The master looked into his eyes
With a deep, and holy glow.

A Rabbi, he took note of this
He thought it would be he
For he had all the virtues
Such a holy man he be
The master looked on past this man
Till his eyes lit on a child
He called the small child unto him
And at the lad he smiled.

He took the child into his arms
And said for all to hear
Those who be like this small child
The father he holds dear
They have the worth to enter in
My father holy place
The crowd they did not understand
Confusion touched each face


These words the master spoke, were true
To find that holy place
One must re find his innocence
Re-enter each that space
That each of us were born into
Each soul must delve within
And find the joy that each did know
When their days, did first begin.

16 December 2013 @ 1310hrs.





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The mustard seed

A mustard seed

Our savior told a story
In his usual way
He tried to make folk understand
As he did on many a day.
He said with voice all soft and calm
“What be it like? God’s heaven
What story can I use today
How can I tell you then?”

“It be like what happens then
When a mustard seed
Is planted there beneath the soil
It be so small indeed
“And yet” he said “once it be planted
So large the tree does grow
And spreads its branches all around
Gives shade where birds can go”

Our Lord, he used these stories
When he did talk to folk
And all that then could understand
They gained from words he spoke
He told folk naught without these stories
Yet to his twelve disciples
He explained then everything
To them he told it all.

2005





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Ink

The ink of life
'tis flowing down on me
It is giving me the wisdom
To live,love and breathe
The ink of life
It is creating inside of me
The sustenance to exists


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The joy of the pheasant shoot

The joy of the pheasant shoot.

Getting set for the big event
The good folk do their stuff
They beat the earth with sticks, do they?
With their little dogs so tough 
They flush those pheasants from the scrub
So all can have some fun
Killing them with smiling faces
As they fire beloved guns.

Then as the pheasants in a panic
They bolt into the sky
Our hero’s with their guns in hand
Make sure that hundreds die
As the air is filled with the cracking sounds
As birds fall all around
Just so these fools can get there jollies
These corpses cover ground.

I wonder sometimes if these hero’s
Have any souls at all
That they could get such satisfaction
Doing these acts so cruel
Sometimes it leaves me speechless
At the way folk get their pleasure
Killing beauty just for fun
Is an ugly kind of leisure.

10 September 2013 @ 1340hrs




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hopelights

Lights of Hope 
They say hope is believing in something we can’t see… 
Hope is believing, in the tiniest of living things… 
Hope is believing that 
There are angels above 
Who will rain rays of light upon 
Our heavy heart so it 
Will stand strong in the midst of chaos 
In the midst of a fight that can’t be seen 
Hope is knowing that life is a gift 
And we are riding on the wings 
Of eagles and we shall overcome unseen obstacles……..  
Kandee March 2013


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Emerald Crystals Glistening Under Foaming Tides

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Poetic Lyrics By Thomas Lam Hsi




Billowing clouds...of...rainfall....puffing down...as a Winter blanket!

Winds...traded down...as...nomads...circling 'round...Island swells!

An ancient...lantern...an orb...of dispersed...graying...eyes!

Starry nights...in the midst of...receding...mid-night veils!


A sailor's dream...a beacon...of faceted-jewels...descending down...as an
Avalanche...of a blanketed...waterfall!

The gentle swaying...of a love song...as a symphony...between the trees...
And the wind!

The chant of aloha...an ancient land...of love...and legend!

Flowers...as a...misting rain...of glorious...and...varied...puffing clouds!


Rain-forests...cloaked admist...the trickling sounds...of pebbled-ebbing...
water-flows!

A cacophany...of feathered...flight...swaying as the silken hands...
Of the tender...billowing clouds!

Endless beauty...magnificient...to behold...a trail of legend...and lore!

White sand beaches...pitched sands...softened...by Pacific Island...swells!


A voyager's...storied discovery...of an ancient...royal land...of peace...and love!

From chalked...and hued...canyons...to bluish...green...waterfalls!

Emerald crystals...glisten-ing...under...foaming...tides!

The land of aloha...a dream...a lover...and a...friend!


Never...to leave...a heart of diamonds...and a...soul...to live forever!

My Hawaii...my...lover...of old...and...my children's...children...forever!



Poet's Own Notes:

Royal Ohana of Kealoha, a 'crested' motto, "Spirit and soul...mind and body...
forever vested in the character and nature of the Hawaiian Islands and people!"



THERE IS ONLY ONE TRUE GOD...THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY...WHO ALONE CAN
SAVE FROM Satan...who plays 'all' roles...the devil...the 'Lord Jesus'...
the 'Father'...the 'Holy Spirit'...all 'Other Gods'...and 'alien gods'...HE...THE
LORD JESUS CHRIST HIMSELF IS FULLY GOD AND MAN...AND HE ALONE...
IS THE ONLY WAY TO GOD THE FATHER...and to an Actual Heaven!



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Feeding time

Feeding Time

Those birds sit in the Banksia tree
They wait there silently
Then every now and then these guys
They screech on out to me
The trays are empty down below
There ain’t no seed to eat
And so they call on out to me
And give to me some heat.

I run outside and fill those trays
Like every day before
Those Guys they watch me from the tree
They’re smart birds that’s for sure
I do my job and move away
Then they dive bomb through the air
All squabbling and a bickering
And fighting for their share.

The big boss Coccy I call him Fred
He seems to run the show
He calls the shots, he always  does
He’ll always let them know
That he’s the boss and with his spouse
{]I call his misses June}
They feed alone on one seed tray
But they be finished soon.

Then all the parrots crash on down
Doing wheelies in the sky
A screeching and a carrying on
Oh lord, they’re noisy guys.
Then when they’ve finished feeding
Well suddenly they’re gone
They fly so crazy through the air
Oh how they carry on.











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True Beauty

Intro
It is said that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, there is only one I behold as the 
one beautiful enough to see the true beauty within.

I
I wish that I could tell her how I feel
I wish that I could show her I'm for real
I'm going to give her all that she would need
Listen to my story and take heed
II
The sun may rise, the sun may set
The power of her beauty they will never get
Many have tried without any rest
To obtain the beauty that she possess
III
She has the smile of a baby
But the soul of a lady
She is in search of that perfect love
The only one that comes from above
IV
When I look into her eyes, I can see the pain
Wherever she looks, it just seems to rain
But through every situation she has stood tall
And kept herself from a great fall
V
Some may ask if she is real
Can one be this perfect without a seal?
To know the truth of what I've seen
Just look in the mirror to know what I mean
VI
We have held hands throughout the years
We have also shed many of tears
One thing that I am proud to see 
You have become a beautiful woman to me


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Alive Again

Beauty is a dangerous phoenix
Never teaching its vital lesson
Yet when you had enough of its tricks
It shows you a new, red, dawn
	
Beauty is very much alive and kicking
Waking you up from your sorrow
Beating at you with its wing
Only to be a shot by Cupid’s arrow

Beauty is a brass pendulum,
Coming and going, without much feeling
A monotonous rhythm soothing you numb
Until you take shelter beneath its red wing


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The Escape Artist

The Escape Artist

December 2, 2010 at 2:48am by Jeromy Zimmer(A.K.A inVad3R, A.K.A Jeremy)

Creating his world through the eyes of a non existent creature.
 
Wondering to himself, is this my only feature?
 
A solemn night alone, not lonely nor solid.
 
A re-awakening of a jester, the symptoms will soon fester.
 
With only his wits about him.
 
A justified paradox of reactability,
 
the numbers he manifested create only distorted tranquility.
 
Finally realizing the importance of what he did not make happen.


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Neptune, Mystic lady

In mythology Neptune is male. But in astrology she represents unconditional love. 
which to me is a feminine thing. 


Neptune, Mystic Lady.

Neptune, sweetest mystic maid
They call you yang! Yet can’t they see?
That you, you be the mystic Mother,
You symbol purest mystery.
Ruling Pisces with your beauty,
Two fishes swim, the one each way
You point each soul unto each journey
“The Tao! Yes you be the way.

“Poets, musicians gather round me”
That’s what Neptune seems to say.
Her way be easier via Pisces,
Yet you may get there any way.
But don’t you fight her, or confusion
Might drive you to insanity.
Or drugs, or booze may beckon to you,
Young Neptune well she must be free.

Neptune says “Come on, disolve now,
Find out, you be the ocean too,
Each wave it be its own creation,
Of something that be ever new”
Oh Neptune “love with no conditions”
You be each souls own destiny,
You be the all, filled bold with beauty,
Oh, Neptune, maid of mystery.


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HISTORICAL STORY

I can only see you from a story.
I can feel your face physically in the air.
Drawing, laminating and framing with pride.
The pride that keeps you firm up high. 
I will stand to defend you. 

The truth shall be my weapon. 
The enemy will never win.
Stand firm my hero. 
My beloved swishing blade
sculptured in my heart. 

As my point of loving you
love you like Rasulallah
that Allah has commanded every man.

Keep going my beloved warrior of the high seas.
Your name is eternally inscribed in the Luh Mahfuz.
You are the people of the path.
Walk through that path firmly. 
Allahu Akbar!


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INK IN THE PAPER

It brings happiness.
I am looking at the sundown, 
tied in a tree branches.

In the Garama river cruise,
we laugh and joke,
with monkeys in the trees,
and with the fireflies.

The experience with no price,
but has a great value, 
We come and go.
We meet and depart.

We listen to different stories.
Stories of bravery.
Tales of cultures.
And the beauty of the language.

The language of tongue. 
The language of self. 
But I am putting an ink to paper, 
will make the story begin.


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AWAKE THEM, LOVE

I have fallen crazy madly deeply in love..
How many times I tried but failed..
How many times I take risks yet I was wronged..
So, I did cry and feel so hurt...

Whispered by my mind: "stop & take care"
this Stubborn heart rejects and says: "find your pair"..
I must stand follow a strong will..
Not round up nor down like a wheel..

Undefinable; unexplainable love..
how you been?
Where have you been?
share to me not be trashed in bin..

a lot needs and wants you..
yet few shows a genuine you..
soothers and enlighteners of blues..
shoving all worries and woes..

nowadays, in world full of gloom
won't you mind to flourish and bloom?
spring out to everyone's aura and mood..
pleading you to cure all wounds..

by: olive_eloi
sept. 05, 2013
12:47pm

dedicated to: 

all persons who despite all pains and hurts still believes in the power of love

------->>>> Inspired today with a meaningful conversation with my sister.... ( really felt how she feels so much love)

misssing my real sisters much.... 

here, i realize that money can't buy happiness... sometimes the best penniless things are just around persons gestures.


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This man John Sherman

This man ‘John Sherman’



I started out with Ramana

A long, long time ago

Then soon I came Krishnamurti

Oh how I loved him so

Then Osho, he did show is face

The great man that he was

Then Eckhart touched the soul of me

I loved all them because…..



They had some wondrous things to say

That I heard from deep within

They spoke of truth so very deep

And so I did begin

To meditate and bare my soul

I was not good at this

But I did have some magic moments

All filled with so much bliss.



Then one day surfing on the net

I found this king of men

He told me just one act to do

That really was a gem

He told me ‘look at you’ my friend

That’s all one has to do

Now this was four short years ago

And I can swear to you….



This act ‘John Sherman’ gave to me

It really did the trick

My life is calm and peaceful now

And harmony does stick

With me all the blessed time

He gave me transformation

And now I want to spread his name

To every single nation.



26 October 2013 @ 0630hrs.


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One Day You'll Make It Girl

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Poetic Lyrics By Thomas Lam Hsi


THERE IS ONLY ONE TRUE GOD...THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY...WHO ALONE CAN
SAVE FROM Satan...who plays 'all' roles...the devil...the 'Lord Jesus'...
the 'Father'...the 'Holy Spirit'...all 'Other Gods'...and 'alien gods'...HE...THE
LORD JESUS CHRIST HIMSELF IS FULLY GOD AND MAN...AND HE ALONE...
IS THE ONLY WAY TO GOD THE FATHER...and to an Actual Heaven!



The Golden Girl...'jus isn't you...dear...in life...there are many roles.

Is sis...The One...or...am...I...'jus another...one...Mom 'n Dad...what's...my role?

Dolls...maybe the same...but...here's another game...money's tight...can't you see?

Chad's...so sweet...sis and he...well...oh well...if...I try harder...could I be?


If life is hard...it only gets...harder...girl...sometimes there...are no answers!

Mom 'n Dad...lied...love alone...isn't enough...life...though...sometimes...answers!

When the well...is deeper...the pain...grows 'n grows...girl...hang on through!

Golden Girls...dolls and boys...the streets...are longer...till you see...it through!


Girl...one day...you'll make it...the world...is the oyster...and...you're the pearl!

Girl...one day...you'll make it...your sister's...not the only...one...you're the pearl!

When life's harder...the pain...lasts longer...'n golden things...can't make...
A Golden Heart!

When life's harder...the pain...lasts longer...'n golden things...can't make...
A Golden Heart!


Christmas...with...my...only dream...it really...does seem...a little longer...and
Stronger!

Christmas...with...my...only dream...it really...does seem...a little longer...and
Stronger!

One day...I made it...Girl...I made it...I made it...Mom 'n Dad...lied...A Golden Girl!

One day...I made it...Girl...I made it...I made it...Mom 'n Dad...lied...A Golden Girl!


When the road...is too painfull...and the blood...stains through...stay true!

When the road...is too painfull...and the blood...stains through...stay true!




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My goddess let me down

My goddess let me down.

My Goddess grew there in the yard
She looked so wonderful
She grew a bloody foot a day
Without no qualms at all
I got me quite excited by
The way my lady grew
Oh she was green and beautiful
She looked so lush and true.

I’d walk around my little yard
And then I’d stand with her
With love all wrote within my heart
My eyes a kind of blur
As thought of all the fun I’d have
Getting high most every day
Oh it would last for quite a while
I was chuffed in every way

But then One day I did find out
Something that made me cry
My dope plant was a ruddy male
No buds to get me high
Oh, how the shock grabbed hold of me
Well I was down for days
My goddess, she had balls on her
Then I tossed my tears away

So I grabbed me all those leaves
That grew upon this shrub
And shoved them in a great big pot
For cookies I just love
No smoke to clog me blooming lungs
Yet still the same old high`
And me, I’m quite adaptable
I am that type of guy


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Emerald Crystals Glistening Under Foaming Tides

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Poetic Lyrics By The Royal Ohana of Kealoha





Billowing clouds of rainfall...puffing down...as a...warm Winter blanket.

Winds...traded down...as...nomads...circling 'round...Isle swells!

Emerald crystals...glisten-ing...under...foaming tides.

Starry nights...in the midst of...receding...mid-night veils!






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Fairy Tale Hearts

I don't know much but I know this feeling very well.

You make me believe everything I've heard in fairy tales.

If Loving you is sinning then im grinning on my way 2 hell.

Some day the world will end but my love for you will never fail.

This is my obsession slash confession so my fate is sealed.

Every single second is a blessing that my soul can feel.

If Loving you a crime I plead guilty and I won't appeal.

Lock my heart away like a secrete that you cant reveal.

Trust is built with time by design till every single doubt is killed.


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HEART AND SOUL WINDOWS

Black, brown, blue or gray
Round, small, Chinese they say
Twenty by twenty, a perfect
View of this somewhat reflect

Persons adorns it with hues
Green, black, red or blue
Others leave it simply plain
Emphasizing realness unstained

By this one may convey
By this one can do play
A pair of this do smile
A pair of this cries

Twinkling bright when happy
Sparkling with tears when lonely
Narrowing look when observant
Speaking softly when relevant

Thy eyes, thy eyes
Such a wonderful sight
Straight through like dart
Reading both soul and heart

by: olive_eloi
8:05pm
01/29/2014

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Miles and Miles of Wilderness

Find shelter under a barren tree
Stay low and squint with distress
What do you see? What do you see?
Miles and miles of wilderness

Beauty is a mirage in the wilderness
That instant hope gone in a flash
When you realize and assess
That you've been imagining that splash 

Yet in the middle of it all
That hectic crisis 
You yell, you shout, you bawl
Bliss! Bliss!


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HAPPENING

it's not a decision.
it's a happening.
it's like contracting fever.
you don't decide that you want to have fever.
it just happens to you.
just let it be.
i have silently decided thing.
so i accepted silently and i felt good.
as i think you felt it too.

layag sug!


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CLOUD WINGS

I walk...
Now I am walking. 
There's a sun in the sky
Early birds fly.
Soaring high, 
in the clouds going by


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MATED

If only It were easy for me to part from thee

to go back to a time afore I knew you

ere your beauty and your love were forever in my heart branded

times together in my mind forever treasured, the beauty of you in my soul forever mated


Leaving nothing of all your immediate reminders.

A caress of flames to engulf me

And warm my cold loneliness,

A moment of bliss to bid me farewell

Without ire or regret


Though I cannot claim from thee my heart anymore than I can claim the moon from the skies for your love.


The heart wants what it wants and I cannot even begin to grasp the reasons neither can I fathom the depths of these alien feelings,

Only that should I lose you after I've just found you, I ....cannot imagine going on.


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HEART SINGS LISTEN TO IT

I am trying to read a heart.
To read it from a pair of beautiful eyes.
Nothing that I can see.
Only a heart alone can see.
There is a heart I can hear. 
Singing along in a tiny voice I feel.
A whisper from it makes me smile.
A smile that eternally lives in the heart.
A memory to remember. 
I love you, peace.
Layag Sug!


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WHO IS VENUS, REALLY?

From the deep and darkened sea of lust,
On Kythrira's temple shore,
She rose up on a wave of foam;
A goddess to adore,
Described as a beauty filled with love,
In pages of folklore,
But beauty is not what I see
On Kythrira's temple shore.
A life with gifts eternal for
A goddess to adore
So much confusion; heir of Zeus,
or prodigy of war?

Far from the darkened sea she rules,
On her private temple shore.
A feast prepared of sheer delight
To the goddess they adore.
She offered them a tasty feast;
A priestess candy store,
Of Aphrodisiacs that she named
At her private temple shore.

I can see her part re-played; it's clear
She was used much like a whore,
Adorned in gold, and called a pearl
On every temple shore.
Born with seduction as her craft,
This goddess did adore.

She stood much like her statues
With her head up to the sky.
With her eyes up to the sky
She looks much like her virtues,
as she rules upon the shore.
Will she ever lay in ruin,
This goddess they adore?

How sad that someone young and wild didn't get to be a child,
But a goddess to adore.
A poet underneath the trees who called the wind to lend a breeze.
A goddess to adore?
I think not, she was a witch; I would know, I had to switch.
A clever game upon that land, as Satan played a wicked hand.
For he and Venus walked that shore.
She's been his wife along life's shore.


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Ballad of the Bouncing Self

At times I, like a butterfly,
May flit from bloom to bloom,
Or with my whimsy set sky-high
To outer space may zoom.
And yet, when all’s been said and done,
I follow what my fate has spun—
For some may strive and ne’er succeed,
While others simply do the deed.

A Muse impels me on a spree
Of whirling swirling craft
Where poems must not mean but be…
Until I’m going daft.
But words, albeit finely wrought,
Can only catch a passing thought—
For some may strive and ne’er succeed,
While others simply do the deed.

When my reality looks pale
I frolic in a theme
From vivid myth, folklore or tale, 
Where dreams are what they seem.
And there where’er I romp and roam
I always feel a welcome home—
For some may strive and ne’er succeed,
While others simply do the deed.

I’ve often fallen to the ground
And picked myself back up.
I’ve hungered for a loving touch
And sipped from passion’s cup.
My longings, cravings ruled my will;
Still never could I drink my fill—
For some may strive and ne’er succeed,
While others simply do the deed.

A life led wrong, though full of song,
Will cause us to regret,
When pondering the winters long,
Our faults we can’t forget.
And then we’re washed in bitter tears
For senseless youth and wasted years—
As some may strive and ne’er succeed,
While others simply do the deed.

I said I want to live before
I die, in villanelle,
To learn where lies true wisdom’s door
And shun the gates to hell.
Yes, wayward ways can still begin
To seek and find the Way within—
For some may strive and not succeed,
While others simply do the deed.


– Harley White (July 4, 2014)


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ART IS MORE THAN MEDICATION

A creative artist would be
If is given a chance to explore more possibilities
Art is not lovely but a love of life
Channeling art for higher service
Would be great one and good one
Indeed. Art is more than medication
Let us lead the way
Let us sail together all the way
Art of sailing is happiness every day
It touches the way you feel
The thing you think
The emotion you say
And the companion you have!


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MARTABBAT IS HERITAGE

Heritage is our past.
It is our compass.
A direction forward.
A trail of facts.
Heritage is indeed a fact.
Lets walk our lives' tract.
I am never in the dark.
I will stay out of the trap.
Like a dog did the bark.
I sail my Layag to trace what is back.
Indeed heritage is a trail of martabbat.
To move, start with one step forward.
I love you heritage.
Layag Sug!



Martabbat means a pride, honor and morality.


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Narrowing Faith Down

Faith is really hard to find, even in the best of the best of your so called best friends.
Finding faith is more difficult than trying to locate a needle in a gigantic pile of hay.
Faith is common in dogs; however, faith is the toughest to find in Homo sapiens.
I guess I made it clear that true loyalty is definitely not a luxurious buffet.
Bestowing and retaining trust gives us a wholesome purpose to live.
When you realize the power of faith, isn’t it greater than gold?
Trust is something only valiant people get, and in turn, give.
 Devotion not only looks good on you, it’s healthy to hold.
No matter what anyone says, faith will always be hip.
Nope, it won’t die off, it won’t make you asinine.
Dedication flowers out of a valid relationship.
You’ll know when it makes you divine.
I hope you can see with your eyes,
I’m trying to narrow it down.
You see, I haven’t found it.
I’m using the philosophy
Of others who I admire
To hunt it down.
And I can
Tell you,
Anything
Is easier
To find
Than
Faith


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THE DREAM OF THE QUAKER'S SON

THE DREAM OF THE QUAKER’S SON
 
A Quaker preacher had a son
Who loved the banker's child
Impertinence and religious talk
Made the banker wild

Tenacious Hayes still loved Elaine
Politely asked her hand
Her father said that he’d agree
If Hayes could buy some land.

Determined Hayes planned
To earn his stake
He traveled night and day
Until he found a growing town--- 
Seemed a likely place to stay.

He worked his mule team---
       train to train
Delivered tons of goods
And every week he told Elaine
He'd love her all he could.

Once each month he mailed the pack
He sealed each precious letter.
When they arrived, she saved them all
Delighted times seemed better

And suddenly two years had passed
Clinked the last coin in the box
He whistled as he hitched his mules
Ignored the hours of mud and rocks.

Just at dawn he jumped the curb 
Black wreathes were on her door
He knocked ---and found his fair Elaine
Was on this earth no more

Without a word, he headed home
His brother was in the field
But he knew there were no words to say--
This pain could never heal

In his mind he saw her face.
Grabbed a rifle from the shelf
He shot his pair of finest mules
And then he shot himself


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Waking up in Prodromi

Pulling back the sleepy Shawl
Sliding open the glass doors
New Light hits my tired face
And floods across the tiled floor

The room grows with clarity
Gloomy corners lighten
Radiance washes the white walls
My eyes slowly widen

Stretching and yawning
A cold kiss of balcony on bare feet
I step into the fresh glow of morning
Above the scent of trees and sparrow tweet

Waking up over mountains and sea
I stare out to the colours of Cyprus
Towards Aphrodite's baths
And the rich hues of the Akamas

Across this exotic landscape
The sunbeams illuminate all
A cool morning air glides over my skin
And pours into my pores


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Love You Now

There will never be another forever your my queen. (now)

Honored 2 b your King  an protector of your dreams. (now)

Your love is so addictive got me feeling like a fiend. (now)

Ill see your happiness immortal by any necessary means. (now)

Now I know how Adam felt the first time he saw eve. (wow)

Your beauty is so divine the human mind cant conceive. (now)

Every kiss is bliss I'm convinced ill never leave. (now )

Staring in those pretty eyes even make it hard 2 breathe. (wow)


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Chosen


Who is this man in front of me?

For whom does he search —her or me?

What does he want—an us or a we?

what will he choose?  Controlled or carefree

This struggle for him, runs fast and deep

he stood so long, I fell asleep

with shoulders broad, his eyes are weak

His choice is made and I can see

his lips they part but do not speak

He knocks a total time of three

But with one more stride, he will always be—just the man at my doorstep

a memory.

I open the door, smile cordially

feeling no spark as both our eyes meet

He heads for the couch to take a seat

but instead gets down on bended knee

A small box and flowers at someone’s feet

His choice is made—is it her or me?…

He’s a memory now, I clearly see

IT WAS NEVER MY CHOICE

he chose for me.


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The Beauty Of Princess C.D.

LCan a man truly know beauty if he fails to behold the natural beauty 
within your precious heart?  How shall i dance with the twinkling of the
stars and romance the illuminating moon, if I dare not dream the dreams
of tasting the ripen fruits of your blissfulness?

Let me be a wandering man of madness if I should ever not acknowlege
the mesmerzing joy, charm, intellect, and beauty within your mind, body,
and soul.

For my darling C.D., it be those sweet attributes of yours that cause my
sleep to sustain its self, because of seeing you in my dreams from time
to time.

I race like a gazelle to behold your naturalness.  i become this quiet lion
in the wake of your defence.  I become patience to know and to love your
innermost thoughts and asperations.  Yes, my darling, never will I engage
in folly to behold you.  Never will I become weak if I shall never taste your
sacred love.  Never will I ignore you should I be not worthy of your
fruits of your royal garden of bliss.


For I shall be as I was before I ever encountered you, yet I shall weep
within should you abandon the quest of  these sentimental thoughts
of authenticity. Thus was the love of Lady C.D., the radiant princess
which stoled my  heart and moved my love to be inside her love.


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It Takes You To Tango

I takes you to tango 
Buenos Aires! bravo! bravo! 
In front of me is a sinful woman 
Catches the deepest soul of every man. 

Your mesmerizing looks give me admiration 
The scent of your neck enters another sensation 
When our body meets it gives me satisfaction 
Can 't help to stop this emotion .

Your fitted dress exposed your hotness 
Your sexy back no man can resist 
Cutted dress give us your sexy legs 
Urge to touch you with a fire of grace .

Every time you moves your sexy hips 
I wanna close to you and bite your lips 
When you extend that perfect legs 
Can 't stop me touching yours by my own legs.

The way you touch makes my body shiver 
I wanna hold you tight closer 
One chance to make this love deeper 
I wanna dance tango with you forever.


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My Special Gift Of You

Today is a very special day,
It is a day our hearts,
Joined together as one,
Making a new life,
And this is something,
That you can not find,
At the corner market,
It appears no matter,
What we do in our lives,
Or which way we turn,
We always turn up,
At each other's side,
For what reason,
We do not really know,
All we do know,
Is we can always turn,
To each other at anytime,
When we need someone to talk to,
The other person seems to always be there,
To conside in,
It takes time,
To find the inner beauty inside,
That you have,
And I'm glad that,
I have finally found,
This beauty and this love,
Within the special person of you.


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What can I say

I know I wrote about Richard before, but his words have inspired me so much with his beautiful words of wisdom and truth. I don't know much about poetry, but I know wisdom when I see it, and this is what this world needs so badly.


What can I say

What can I say
I read his wondrous words
They bring my tears a flowing out
Each part of me is stirred
He writes in simple English
Yet reaches to my soul
I read the words or Richard Nnole
And they make me feel so whole.

I know I’ve wrote about him
In a poem once before
And yet I have to write again
To tell you all, once more
That with the wisdom words he writes
He so inspires me
He speaks of life, and love, and light
And thrills me endlessly

Ten languages this man has learned
While I struggle with one
His wisdom is a rare delight
And when all’s said and done
I place him on a pedestal
I’ve not done this before
But I’m addicted to his poems
Each day, I love them more.

26 June 2014 @ 0811hrs.


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Finding the spirit and the truth within

This poem came from verse two of the ‘Gospel of Saint Thomas’. This is one of the gospels that the church did not want us to see. How can the ambitious ones who want power over us, rule us if we know that salvation comes through looking within. Not just from belief. I bought this gospel, and was pleasantly surprised. Jesus says in this gospel what the Buddha, Lao Tzu, and many other great spiritual leaders, Say. This is the way I live my life searching for the truth within. I will never ever just believe. Not too many people know about this Gospel. The church has done well in hiding it from us…….Peter

Finding your own truth.

Jesus said to the people
So very long ago
{He really loved to teach these folk
He wanted them to know]
‘Let they who seek, keep on searching
Until one day he finds.
When he finds, he will be troubled
It will astound his mind.

When astonishment touches you
Over all you then will rule
You must seek then to discover
The truth so wonderful
As you realize the spirit
That dwells so deep within 
And know within your own experience
The truth beyond the din.

It is not enough to follow
The truth that’s found by others
No one else can give you truth
Whether sisters, or your brothers
Each person must discover it
And find salvation too
Through the liberation of his soul
That’s what we all must do

7 February 2014 @1323hrs.




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BLUE BUTTERFLIES

Pretty flowers in her hair....... 
Blue butterflies.......... 
You are there 
 
Blue butterflies.......... 
Follow you......... 
They love you too 
The field..... 
Golden through 
 
For amongst the pain......... 
Such beauty 
Cannot stain 
Blue butterflies.............. 
Pretty flowers in her hair 
No one knows you are there 
 
The golden field 
Where I saw you first 
Pretty flowers in your hair......... 
Slaked my thirst 
I want to yield 
I want you there 
 
Blue butterflies encircle you, 
In the golden field 
Pretty flowers in your hair 
I know you are there 
For, love is true 
For beauty comes to those, 
Who seek and want it too 
  
Dancing in the golden field......... 
These blue butterflies.......... 
Follow you, 
Beneath blue skies 
The love you weald......... 
The love so true 
 
Pretty flowers in your hair........... 
Blue butterflies dancing round........... 
No one knows you are there......... 
It is you I found 
 
Pretty flowers in your hair 
The things you can find, 
Amongst the pain you feel in your mind........... 
I am already there 
 
Blue butterflies surround me.............. 
Golden fields as far as the eye can see 
The pretty flowers in your hair............. 
I am there 
 
Love and gentleness to find........... 
Blue butterflies around................. 
A girl... 
With flowers in her hair................. 
Coming from the depths of my mind 
I am already there 
What I already found 
 
Love comes to all.............. 
Who seek a blue butterfly.......... 
A girl with flowers in her hair............ 
A golden field............. 
Beneath a blue sky........... 
Where you can be there 
Standing tall


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Bamboo Forests

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Poetic Lyrics By Thomas Lam Hsi



THERE IS ONLY ONE TRUE GOD...THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY...WHO ALONE CAN
SAVE FROM Satan...who plays 'all' roles...the devil...the 'Lord Jesus'...
the 'Father'...the 'Holy Spirit'...all 'Other Gods'...and 'alien gods'...HE...THE
LORD JESUS CHRIST HIMSELF IS FULLY GOD AND MAN...AND HE ALONE...
IS THE ONLY WAY TO GOD THE FATHER...and to an Actual Heaven!



Rustlin winds...'n...fishin holes...a...new...DIAMOND RING!

Johnny's comin...'n...company's...dining...MAKES ME SING!

Cut me a pole...'n...he's too old...broke my heart...MY ONLY HEART!

Johnny...you stole my heart...crayfish 'n tarts...MY COLORED HEART!



Hide 'n seek...'n teddy bears...a...new...DIAMOND RING!

Passin notes...'n secret jokes...a dinner prom...YOU MADE ME SING!

Crystal glass...our names to last...you forgot...MY SILK RED NIGHT!

In the middle of the night...I CRIED...you...forgot...MY SILK RED NIGHT!



Johnny...bamboo forests...'n holes...'n poles...MADE TO LAST...CAN LAST!

Those diamond rings...'n colored roses...CAN LAST...A DIAMOND RING...TO LAST!

That sparkle in your eyes...FOREVER MINE...A SUNSET...IN THE SKY!

My silk red night...A NIGHT TO FORGET...in the morning...YOU DROVE BY!


Johnny...bamboo forests...'n silken soft...TEARS...STAINED THROUGH THE YEARS!

Honey...WE MADE IT...through all these years...you...HELD MY TEARS...THROUGH
THE YEARS!

In the middle...of the forest...with company...DINING...PAST...SUPPER-TIME!

We laughed...we cried...THAT DIAMOND RING...IT...KEPT...YOU MINE!


The memories...WE CARVED...through the years...left SOME STAINS...and SOME TEARS!

Johnny...a fisher...A MAN...a silly boy...A MAN...WHO MADE...ME...TEAR...just SOME TEARS!


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How the I Ching came about

How the ‘I Ching’ came about.

Once there lived a wise old man
His name, it was Lau Tzu
This man he lived in ancient China
And what he loved to do
Was watch the birds, and all the beasts
And watch the rivers flow
He had no time for the foolish ones
Who’d say these words ‘I know!’

Folk would come from miles around
To hear this old man speak
Hanging on to every word
For they had come to seek
The secret of their lives, through him
Though he had naught to say
Except to flow just like a river
And live your life today.

One day he made to go and live
Where the forests, they grew wild
But he was stopped there at the gate
For the guards he had beguiled
They made him stop and write a book
Before they’d let him go
That’s how the ‘I Ching’ came about
A book to help folk grow.

26 December 2013 @ 1130hrs.


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SCREECH BLADE OF BARUNG

Just sheen of your blade
Your enemy is frighten  
Pitch of your generations 
Own the courage to fight

Oh you Barung 
Go raise the peace
Will of bravery is embed 
Your defend is made

Sunrays afternoon
Tomorrow still morning
The screech blade of Barung 
Deem cannot be impeded


Layag Sug!


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My love

The sound that stirs my inner soul hath no comparison to the beauty in you I 
behold. My heart though it longs to be bathed in your grace, I yearn much more 
to hear you speak my name. For your words are like gold more precious than life 
that to hear your spoken word would bring peace in this night.


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Autumn Rosebud

Autumn Rosebud; a ballad


Where art thou, mine dear Rosebud? 
Thou art dearly missed within mine heart. 
Thy tears I beg thee not to shed to forlorn 
Mine departure, for we shalt never come apart. 


Thine pages unfold to a new start. 
I mourn thy brilliant blue orbs that art beyond doubtful fathom, 
And I mourn thy red lips drawn with timeless art. 
A sign; I need thee to reveal thy blissful blossom. 


Our organs therein shalt never depart. 
I hold thee deep within mine timeless autumn; 
For eternity I cherish thee, never to part. 
You remain blessed; betrothed, we shalt be within mine nameless sanctum.


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Soulmate's

Like a breath of fresh air 
you breathe new life into 
me.

Picture an ocean wave 
upon the shore, your 
love brings me hope...

Energizes me like a storm.

Why is it we can't be apart ?

Could it be we share more 
than just love ?

As true as the sky is blue,
not a cloud in the sky could 
ruin you.

Your beauty captured in an 
essence of light that shines 
so bright, you keep me safe 
and warm all night.

Look deep into my eyes, 
a reflection of you.

Could this be...

Two people who feel the 
same, can't be apart no
matter the day.

Seconds, minutes, 
hours together.

Never apart, 
no matter the weather.

A love so pure felt in 
places beyond, connected
two souls beating as one.

Written by: Poet Shi


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In Walyunga

In Walyunga

There is a place I used to go
When I was fit and strong
The place it was called Walyunga
And I felt I did belong
In those hills above the river
I’d walk for countless miles
In those days, with healthy body
To walk, it was my style.

I’d walk until I found my place
Where there lived an old dead tree
I’d sit on it to meditate
And look right into me. 
Some times as I walked these hills
I’d hear a sound like thunder
And then I’d see a wondrous sight
In this place called Walyunga.

A horde of Kangaroos would come
As they thundered through those hills
They’d cross the track in front of me
And I would stand stock still
Then as they passed, the biggest guy
Would stop just yards from me
To see if I did pose a danger
He was a sight to see.

He’d stand there for a tiny while
Though it seemed like eons to me
Then when he saw I meant no harm
He satisfied would be
So he’d bound off to lead his horde
To the river they’d head for
Oh, seeing such a magic sight
Would fill me with such awe.


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love fails

     
     If i can hold you to the promise , that you made me yesterday.
     Id search my heart for the answers, there's so much i can say.
     Its better off to forgive ,then place any blame ,
     For sometimes love fails ,it never stays the same .
     Seasons change ,like the wind and the rain.
     So many broken promises,a love down the drain.
     Crying out in the darkness, deep in the darkness sets.
     Ones mans love lost ,another mans regrets.
     From the wings of an angel, sent down from above.
     another man found ,another new found love ..


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Princess - A Sparking beam lighting my world

Filling the blank space of the heart hey my oxygen of love You braced the sand near the shore with an enriched almond in my life,
Oh my damsel !! Stupendously You are my love!!

Dipping in the soul of your's, relishing with the bunch of Jasmine,efflorescence is flushing on my way,
Oh my Queen !! Universally You vanquished my heart!!

Aster of my life,blooming Rose, alluringly captured the entire morsel occupying with an astounding charm of your's,
Oh my babes !! My lucid crystal,You shines forever!!

Heuristically resolved my problems filling with the stiff breeze unwrapping the emotions of love,
Oh my angel !! Happily You wrote the fairy-tale of my life!!

Near the samui bay, as like a relation between kit and boodle you spinned the petals of my life,
Oh my princess!! Drooping in your eyes I felt daunted!!

Implanting your waving leaves on my heart, melancholically removing the sad ness of my life,
Oh my lady !! zingels rangged in my refracting prism of soul!!

My starlit darkness is been flared up as if You are the brazen periwinkles balancing my world,
Oh my Pearl !! Lying in your shell of clam, Oysterically I Would love to clump throughout for all season!!

Adorably my dame-chick had gleefully connected me with every piece of my soul lusciously vibrating me,
Oh my doll !! Mirthfully You hit my heart a million times & blithely the spirit of yours made me solve the entire puzzle of life!! 


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Bedtime Stories: The Beginning of the End of Time

And with the shattering of a broken heart
Some will see the end,
But it’s only the start.
As the pawn succumbs to the queen
He shouts at you, You must believe.
Conceive the darkness in your soul,
Because it eats you, leaving a hole.
When you learn to live as a dead man,
You can walk in the waste lands.
But be careful because the worms…
They have hands.
With hands of sin they begin
To feast on things within.
Hunger pangs from the inner peace
Leaving you to crave raw meat.
It tastes so good to drink his blood
To live his memories,
To hear him cry.
He wasn’t worth life, so he didn’t die.
He’s still alive, inside.
Inside of you things go bumpity bump.
Your heart looks tainted, humanity’s dump.
Full of lost key chains and unopened locks,
Broken glass shattered and all the dark matter.
For a lost soul like you, who should care?
When you die you’ll vanish: thin air.
And all the pain, the loss, the games
Shall leave the earth and travel to hell
Where your soul will reside, where all will be well.
I’ve seen the end of Gods beautiful earth;
It shall come quick, much but a whimper.
And when it’s all through you’ll be left in His cinders.
Forced to live in a damp, bloody earth,
Far from today’s fiery hearth.
The only human left, I can tell you much
About life,
About love,
About heaven below.
Someday we all have to pay, your day soon to come.
Because we play a game of chess
But tomorrow we play less.
And when the final pawn has had his way;
The queen dead, the king beside her bed sick
With a cancer of the heart,
You will crane your head back and laugh.
Oh how we laugh;
At the deaths of those fortuned,
At the shattering of our souls.
Till the last supernova in the most distant galaxy
Obliterates the forever finite traces of existence.
Oh how we laugh.


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Just Another Lily White

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS LAM HSI-ANDRESS
(Earlier Titled "I Thought That She Was Just Another Super 
Lily White) [P.S., PAST TENANT 'ROOMATES' and NON-FRIENDS...
HAVE BROKEN INTO AND STOLEN MY SONG-LYRICS...AND POSTED
AS 'THEIR' INTELLECTUAL PROPERTIES!]


[ELLIE GOULDING, "HALCYON," Track No. 11]

I......I NEVER...NEVER-EVER...EVEN-THOUGHT-OR-IMAGINED...
A-SADDER/GIRL-OR-STORY!
LILY-WHITE!
LILY!

I......I NEVER...NEVER-EVER...EVEN-THOUGHT-OR-IMAGINED...
A-SADDER/GIRL-OR-STORY!
LILY-WHITE!
LILY!

DEEPER...AND-TOO...DEEP-DEEP/BLUE!
DEEPER...AND-TOO...DEEP-DEEP/BLUE!
EYES......BEYOND...THE-BLUE-AZURE/OF-THE/SKY!
EYES......THAT-WERE/FROM-BEYOND-THE/AZURE-OF-THE/SKY!
EYES......THAT-WERE/FROM-BEYOND-THE/AZURE-OF-THE/SKY!

AND-SHE/FLIES!
AND-SHE/FLIES!

A......LILY-WHITE...THAT-FLIES!
A......LILY-WHITE...THAT-FLIES!
SHE/FLIES!
SHE/FLIES!

THROUGH......THE-PITCHED/BLACKNESS-OF-THE/ROYAL-BLUE/NIGHT!
RIGHT-THROUGH......THE-PITCHED/BLACKNESS-OF-THE/ROYAL-BLUE/NIGHT!
TORE-AND/TORN...STRAIGHT-THROUGH......A-FLESHLY/HUMAN-HEART......
MINE!
AND-SHE-WAS.........TORE-AND/TORN.........STRAIGHT-THROUGH......
A-FLESHLY......HUMAN-HEART...MINE!

[ELLIE GOULDING, "HALCYON," Track No. 7]

YOU...ARE...BEAUTIFUL.........NO.........REALLY!
THANK...YOU!
YOU...ARE...BEAUTIFUL.........NO.........REALLY!
THANK...YOU!
YOU..........ARE.....................
I......SAID......THANK YOU! OKAY? THANK YOU!!! [VERY POWERFUL EMPHASIS]

BUT.........BUT.........HOW?
WHY............DID YOU............SEE SOMETHING?
BUT...............I.........THOUGHT.........THAT YOU WERE JUST.........PERRY WHITE'S
NIECE?
HOW?
WHY.........DID YOU SEE SOMETHING?


I............I HAVE NEVER EVER READ, SEEN, OR HEARD......OF SOMEONE OR...
SOMETHING SADDER!
I HAVE NEVER EVER READ, SEEN, OR HEARD......OF SOMEONE OR SOMETHING...
SADDER!
AND YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL...
AND YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL...TO ME!

AND YOU FLY! FLY AWAY..........TO THE STARS!
AND YOU FLY! FLY AWAY...AND DANCE......AND-HOP-SKIP-SNAD-DANCE...
AMONGST-THE-STARS/AND FROM..........CON-STE-LA-TION......TO......
CON-STE-LA-TION!

TAKE-ME!
TAKE-ME!
NO!
NO!
A.........ROYAL SUPER.........NEVER-EVER/DIES!
A.........ROYAL SUPER NEVER EVER DIES!


                                      FINI


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Forget Me Not At Least For The Night

Copyright 2014 RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS LAM HSI-ANDRESS
"Just Another Lily White"



To Jacko and Eso...DIDST THE GRASSES...BLOOM?
THE ROSES......THE PETALS AND THE SNOW...THEY FALL......HERE!
AND.........I.........FELL...TOO!

HE............FELL TOO!
THEY LIED.........AND.........HE FELL......AND......DIED!
SUPERS NEVER DIE..............THEY ARE THE ETERNALS!
THEY LIED......AND......HE DIED!

AND.........I.........KILLED!
I.........KILLED!

THE CRYSTALINE VEINS......THEY BLED......AND THE RODS...TURNED...
A MURDEROUS...RED!
AND IF I CAN EVER RETURN..........I MIGHT......IF......I COULD!

SHE IS DEAD.....................THE CRYSTALINE MONSTER!


DO........................THE FORGET ME NOTS......HATE ME?
THE ROSES............AND THE CARNATIONS HERE......ARE CHEAP!
THE............PIIKAKE IS.........LIKE HEAVEN!

AND HE MADE LOVE.........LIKE THE PIIKAKE!
AND THE TEA HE MADE.........LIKE THE PIIKAKE.........A NIGHT WITH A......
WELL.........'KNIGHT?'

AND HE SAID.........FORGET ME NOT.........AT LEAST FOR THE NIGHT!
AND I SAID................I HAVE TO GO........AT LEAST FOR THE NIGHT!

MY HAND.........AND MY FOOT.........BROKE IN THE FIGHT!
MY SKULL........IT BROKE TOO........BROKE IN THE FIGHT!

BUT............SHE IS DEAD.........THE CRYSTALLINE MONSTER!

THE FIGHT.........WAS IMPOSSIBLE!
HE LOVED AND HE DIED!
I LOVED.........BUT I LIVE.........IT'S IMPOSSIBLE!

I AM STRONGER THAN STEEL.........THAN ANYTHING!
LONELINESS AND THE FORGET ME NOTS.........WE BOTH CRY!
CRY THROUGH THE NIGHT!

THE GRASSES.........LIKE HEAVEN.........ARE SOFTER STILL...THAN LOVE!
AND I FELL.............AND I LOVED.........ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT!
HE SAID HE WAS A 'PRINCE'.........BUT.........MORE LIKE A CLOWN...
REALLY!

I LOVED ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT.........I FELL!
TELL THE ORANGE HAVENS.........SORRY!

THE FORGET ME NOTS.........ARE CHEAP HERE!
AND 'THEIR' LOVE IS...........CHEAP TOO!

MY CRYSTALINE BLUE EYES.........ARE SOFTER NOW!
AND HE SAID.........MY ARMS ARE THIN AND SOFT......BUT STRONG!

THEY LIKE THE DISGUISE............GUESS.........IT'S DIESEL STRONG!
HIS HANDS.........ARE SOFT.........AS THE GRASSES!
MY HANDS..........TOO STRONG.........AND LIKE STEEL.........I FELL!

AND WHEN 'YOU' GO............FORGET ME NOT?
IF ROSES ARE RED.........AND VIOLETS ARE BLUE.........THEN AM I TOO?

AND............I WILL FORGET YOU............BUT.........FORGET ME NOT?
THE BIRD OF PARADISE............AND THE 'BITCH!'


AND SO I WILL FORGET YOU...AT LEAST FOR THE NIGHT?



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The Lonely Horseman

The lonely horseman of old rides down that long,
lonely road.
Kings and Queens lodge and entertain him for the night.
In the morning it is always the same,
the nobility watch him as he rides out through the palace's gates.
This handsome man rides to find his beautiful lady whom he has never
really seen, but this lady is forever haunting his dreams.
For now no false loves will he receive.
Until his search has come to an end, he continues to ride down that long, lonely road.





by S.E. Clark


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THE COURTSHIP OF LARISSA

A gentle look...
From a girl , so fair
Everything she touched,
she loved too
 
A chance meeting,
in the walled garden
Filled with Sunfire roses
and foxglove
A knight, fell in love
 
The beauty of a Sunfire rose
laid at her door
A girl borne on a South Wind
Everything she touched
Everything she saw
She loved too
 
It was the beauty of nature,
that drew them to the walled garden
A noble Knight
With the kindest blue eyes 
Saw Larissa, in the sunlight
 
A touch of finger tips
A sunset of gilded pink
A kiss upon her lips
 
A Sunfire rose
Everyday laid at her door
To a woman...
Who touched the heart of a knight
Whom she loved
To a knight...
Who saw a beautiful woman
Standing in sunlight
 
Larissa
Borne on a southwind
Warm and sweet
A girl, so fair
A girl, so pretty
Everything she touched
She loved too
 


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Red Blood

Red blood drips- dripping, running down the cross.
Never did we count nor could we imagine the cost of disobeying God.
Drip, drip sour mixes with the red.
Wounds too wicked upon His bare skin.
Forgive me Lord for not living t he life you gave me with more commonsense.
Eve... drip, drip the blood of atonement covers a poorly lit moon or was it a planet?
There hangs our Savior, our King upon the cross.
Oh what a mess, look what we all did to Him.
His love, drip- drip His blood... His blood pours down upon us even now.
Materializing into one of us, conviction is a given but set deeper by the fact that God
has taken back what was meant to always be His.
By the right of creation our most Holy Father would not abandon us.
We are a gift from a most loving Father to His beloved Son.
This Son loved us so much that He gave up His very own life's blood... to hide how
truly ugly, defective we became.
Now the Creator once again recognizes us as His beloved children who retain not a
blemish before His eyes.


A true valentine's thought  - may the true love of God for yourself and others shine and
live in your hearts! 

poem by S.E. Clark


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NO FEARSOME ISLAND

I love the island.
Island is no man.
When peace is none.
Beautiful island.
With beach.
And white sand.
Before I don't feel the fear.
Fearsome here.
Fearsome there.
Fearsome tell.
Old business dear.
Trade with with slavery.
That's only history.
Shouldn't happen today.
Tomorrow would be great easy.
No abduction.
Fearsome no more.
I love you peace.
Layag Sug!

Daira Semporna
(240614)


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Pink Toes Pinky Crystal Starlight

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS L.H. ANDRESS
Dedicated to EVERY AND ALL MELISSAS, ELIAS' & MATILDA'S!
(BANGING IT TO THE MAX!)
(HILLARY AND BARRY...2016...PEANUTS & BRITTLE!)



NIGHTS...OUT...My-Time-is-OUT!
My-Light...is-OUT...He-was-a-lousy-LOUT!
In-my-lousy-NIGHT-OUT...My-Poster's-STROBING!
LIGHTS-OUT...AND-STROBING!
FLASHING-AND-DASHING...He-was-a-lousy-LOUT!

If-crystal-smiles...CRACK...He-was-a-lousy-LOUT!
If-teeth-don't-SQUEEZE-RIGHT...HE-WAS-A-CROOK
AND-CROOKED!
If-crystal-smiles...CRACK...He-was-a-lousy-LOUT!

You-wonder-AND-DOUBT...Are-you-SMART-or-DUMB
AND-A-LOUT?
I'M-SMART...AND-YET-YOU-DOUBT!
He-said-WONG-ing-And-WRONGING-BRING-DOUBT
SO-PEN-RIGHT...AND-DON'T-DOUBT!

He-was-a-lousy-LOUT!
A-CROOK-TO-THE-MAX...AND-A-LOUT!
CONNING...to-the-MAX!
LIKE...A-MAD-MAX...SO-DON'T-DOUBT!

If-TOOTHY-GRINS...SPIN-YOU-RIGHT-TO-WRONG!
DON'T-DOUBT...He-was-only-a-lousy-LOUT!
In-the-howling-BLUE-STARLIT-CRACK-OF-LIGHT!
BURSTING-and-SPINNING-TO-THE-RIGHT-TO-LEFT!
BLUE-LIGHT!

And-when-I-awoke...toothy-grins...and-smily-faces
MY-SISTERS...TOOTHY-GRINS!
MY-SISTERS...IN-TOOTHY-GRINS...AND-PINKY-TOES!
Dancing-in-the-BLUE-LIGHT!
POSTERS-BLAZING...AND-DAZING!
SMILING-FACES...AND-TOOTHY-GRINS...ALL!
OUR-WALLS!
AND-BLUE-LIGHTS...AND-STROBES!
ORBS-OF-OUR-HOPES-AND-DREAMS!

If-you-wonder-and-DOUBT...Our-Boxes...OF-TOYS-BRING...GRINS!
TOOTHY-and-TOOTHLESS!
THE-BEASTS-IN-THE-HOWLING-AND-WINDLESS...SWIRLING
'NADOES...IN-THE-PUREST...HOPES-AND-DREAMS!
OUR-BOXES...OF-OUR-HEARTS...DREAMING-AND-SCHEMING!
HOPES-AND-DREAMS...STORED-RIGHT!
RIGHT-TO-LEFT...AND...LEFT-TO-RIGHT...SPUN-RIGHT!
SWIRLING-AND-TWIRLING...BURSTING-AND-BIRTHING!

When...MOM-AND-DAD...POPS!
It-was...CRYSTAL...and-POP!
'NANAS...AND-CRUMBLY...CAKE...AGAIN?!?!
SCHOOL'S...OUT!
LIGHTS-OUT!
YAY!
YAY!
NO-WAY! NO-WAY!
AND-WITH-OUT-PINKY-TOES-AND-PINKY...JUMPS-TA-START!
CRYSTAL-BLUE...STARLIGHT!
CRYSTAL-BLUE...STARLIGHT!
LIGHTS-ARE-OUT!
LIGHTS-ARE-OUT!
STROBING...AND-STROBING! CRYSTAL-BLUE-STARNIGHTS!
STROBING...AND-STROBING! CRYSTAL-BLUE-STARNIGHTS!


FINI--------------------------------------------------------FINI!!!




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Snow Cones Popping Left to Right

COPYRIGHT 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS L.H. ANDRESS
(Dedicated to ALL THOSE NANCIE KRANGES!)



Bust it!
This here's a TEMPO...for ALL THOSE FELLAS...trying to do what
ALL THOSE LADIES...been trying to TELL US WHAT TO DO!
HEY...BIG SHOT...WANNA CHANCE?

Rolling...Rolling...LEFT-TO-RIGHT-OR...RIGHT-TO-LEFT!
PITCHED-RIGHT...PITCHED-WRONG!
Left-to-Right...OR...Right-to-Left...OR
LEFT-BEHIND!

Are-Ya...TOO-HEAVY...or...TOO-LIGHT?
Grab-a...CUP-OR-BOWL...of...RICE-KRISPIES!
SHAPED...RIGHT-or-WRONG!

Mars-Bars...AND...MARS-AND-STARS...at-corner
BARS-IN-CARS...Cars-and-Bars!
MALTS-AND-FLOATS...or...FLOATS-AND-BLOATS!
BLOATING...LOUTS!
JUST-LOATS!

They're...MEL-LOW-AND-YEL-LOW...or...Just-BANANA-CRAZY!
SO...JUST-BE-MEL-LOW...AND-NOT
Just...Y.E.L.L.O.W.!
YEL-LOW!

Rockets-and-Stars...BUSTING-AND-GOLDEN...STARS!
AND...B-E-Y-O-N-D!
Making-Time...AND...SELLING-TIME!
CHEATING...Time...FATHER-TIME!
He's...YAWNING...YAWING-AND-LAUGHING!
So-SKIP-IT...JUST-SKIP-IT...SKIPPING-LEFT-TO-RIGHT!
AND-RIGHT-TO-LEFT!

You're-Sliding...First-to-Second...Second-to-HOME...OR
FIRST-TO-HOME!
POPPING-AND-HEART-STOPPING!

Snow-Cones...In-The-Winter...OR-SUM-MER!
When-Falling-to-First...or...in-A-LIGHT-OR-COLD...FALL!
And-Mallows...MAL-LOWS!
AND-BEARS...YUMMY-AND-GUMMY!
Yummy-and-Gummy...FOR-YA-TUMMY!
Isn't-IT...JUST-YUMMY?

PITCH-IT-RIGHT...AND...NOT-LIGHT!
QUIT-STALLING...S-T-A-L-L-I-N-G!

Are-Ya-Going-Ta...LIGHT-THE-BOARDS...or-are-ya-JUST-BORING!
JUST...LEFT-BEHIND?

Left-to-Right...and...RIGHT-TO-LEFT...MODELS-are-SMILING!
FLASHING...32!
THIRTY-TWO...WHITE-CAPS!
With...DARK-LASHES-IN...DARK-GLASSES!
WOW...LIKE-WOW!

Glasses-in-the-Dark...LIKE-WOW...THAT'S...JUST-WOW!
Left-to-Right...and...Right-to-Left...THAT'S-EXIT...STAGE-LEFT!
Don't-Be...LEFT-BEHIND!

Are-Ya...RIDING-HIGH-TO-FAME...or-Just...SHAMED-TO...LEFT-STAGE?


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A Grim Abscond

Walking on air. Thirsting for sorrowing despair is the only way I know how to keep you near. My spirit lingers for a moment, searching the softly dead silence for the words to say... forever the words are left unspoken. How can you speak when there is nothing but hungering darkness filling the eeiry quiet? My thoughts are left open in the night beauty filled with a gentle light. You see me; your gown is delicate, innocent and white. I look down at my own garments, clothed in black, I am a rainbow of darkness, mastered only by the forsaken raven... longing to thrive in the precious color of snow. A red rose drips with horrid blood, Why must I leave you now? Why must I go? You slowly reach for my hand, but you just don't understand, my heart is breaking. I don't want to bid thee farewell, but to live in such a dastardly sorrowful place would be like living somewhere else. My heart longs to be with you, and I know that in my dreams you will softly whisper "I love you" in my ear. Little do I know that one day soon it won't be in just a dream, because surely I will be with you here, So beautiful sweetheart of mine, do not dread, do not cry, For it is the words you have stolen from thy mouth "I love you", 'tis the only way I will forever depart. These words quietly unspoken still linger, silently in thy mouth evermore in thy heart... At thou grim abscond shall we forever part. Your frozen hand gingerly touches my cheek, wiping me free of all my tears. Surely, tenderly, I will soon be with thee here, until then, darling I love you. Let us forever dance in the dawn of the light, as my black garments miraculously transform, and turn into pure white. Sweetheart I am with thee here, in the night beauty filled with the glorious light. You have saved me from thy distress, thy sorrowing despair. Forever I will rest with thee, in thy heavens of everlasting light... close to you dear. "I love you" once again repeats its story as we forever slowly rejoice, dancing in victory. The two roses; black and white, silently stop crying, transforming in the light. They find refuge in each other, and live in the peace of hope, love, and looming, spectacular, innocent light. A grim abscond I once sang, as the roses drip in horrid blood, thus they prophecy destined them to be so much more, and now they stand against the beauty of the wind, forever bound together with thy treasured love.


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Tossing Round on a Winter's Wonder-Land

Copyright 2014
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY McDONALD'S INTERNATIONAL, LLC



ANOTHER---YEAR---------AND--IT'S--ANOTHER---NEW---YEAR!
FOLKS!

WAS---IT---YOUR------WINTER---WONDERLAND...THIS-YEAR?

WHEN---SNOW--FLAKES---------BLOW-RIGHT-----OR--EVEN--WRONG...
THEY-------CAN-------COL--LECT.........AS-THOSE----WINTER--WONDERLAND...
KISSES!

PILED--HIGH--------AND--EVER----SO--TIGHT!

SO--LET'S--------GO---FOLKS!

ANOTHER--WINTER--WONDER--LAND!


[NATIONAL ANTHEM]


"FALLIN FOR YOU" BY COLBIE CAILLAT

"TOSSIN ROUND ON A WINTER'S WONDER-LAND" BY COLBIE CAILLAT
Copyright 2014
All Rights Reserved
Poetic Lyrics By McDonald's International, LLC


Snow-board's...TIGHT...and-SLEDS...Come-From-My...CARDBOARDING!
AZURE-'N-GREEN...HILLS......and-Moguling...DOWN...THOSE-HILLS!
Crashing-Waves...and-WAVING...Down-THOSE...Waving-WAVES...and
WAVING...THOSE-BRAIDS!

Teeth-So-WHITE-and-PURE...PEARLY...WHITE-OR-BLUE!
SOME-DAYS...were-so...WELL......NOT-SO...PEARLY!

Bubbles-and-BUBBLING...DOWN-WAVES...
LED-to......a-Pearly...SWAY!

Tossin-Round-On-A......Winter's...Wonder-Land!

BLOWN-------KISSES......and-KISSING!
On-A...BLURRY...AND-FUZZY-WARM...Winter's-------NIGHT-OR-DAY!
COL-LECTING...BLOWN-KISSES...AND-HOLDING-TIGHT!
BE-IT.......WRONG-OR-RIGHT!

A-Heart-So......PURE-AND-TIGHT!
AND-KISSING...THROUGH...THE-STARLIT...BLUE-LIT...MOONLESS
BRIGHT-LIGHT...and-SHINING!
Stars...Shining...GRINNING-AND-GIGGLING...BURSTING
AND-LAUGHING!

Tossin-Round-On-A......Winter's...Wonder-Land!
Another-Year......Done-Right-or-Done...WONDERFULLY!


                                FINI



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Forget Me Not At Least For The Night

Copyright 2014 RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS LAM HSI-ANDRESS
"Just Another Lily White"



To Jacko and Eso...DIDST THE GRASSES...BLOOM?
THE ROSES......THE PETALS AND THE SNOW...THEY FALL......HERE!
AND.........I.........FELL...TOO!

HE............FELL TOO!
THEY LIED.........AND.........HE FELL......AND......DIED!
SUPERS NEVER DIE..............THEY ARE THE ETERNALS!
THEY LIED......AND......HE DIED!

AND.........I.........KILLED!
I.........KILLED!

THE CRYSTALINE VEINS......THEY BLED......AND THE RODS...TURNED...
A MURDEROUS...RED!
AND IF I CAN EVER RETURN..........I MIGHT......IF......I COULD!

SHE IS DEAD.....................THE CRYSTALINE MONSTER!


DO........................THE FORGET ME NOTS......HATE ME?
THE ROSES............AND THE CARNATIONS HERE......ARE CHEAP!
THE............PIIKAKE IS.........LIKE HEAVEN!

AND HE MADE LOVE.........LIKE THE PIIKAKE!
AND THE TEA HE MADE.........LIKE THE PIIKAKE.........A NIGHT WITH A......
WELL.........'KNIGHT!'

AND HE SAID.........FORGET ME NOT.........AT LEAST FOR THE NIGHT!
AND I SAID................I HAVE TO GO........AT LEAST FOR THE NIGHT!

MY HAND.........AND MY FOOT.........BROKE IN THE FIGHT!
MY SKULL........IT BROKE TOO........BROKE IN THE FIGHT!

BUT............SHE IS DEAD.........THE CRYSTALLINE MONSTER!

THE FIGHT.........WAS IMPOSSIBLE!
HE LOVED AND HE DIED!
I LOVED.........BUT I LIVE.........IT'S IMPOSSIBLE!

I AM STRONGER THAN STEEL.........THAN ANYTHING!
LONELINESS AND THE FORGET ME NOTS.........WE BOTH CRY!
CRY THROUGH THE NIGHT!

THE GRASSES.........LIKE HEAVEN.........ARE SOFTER STILL...THAN LOVE!
AND I FELL.............AND I LOVED.........ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT!
HE SAID HE WAS A 'PRINCE'.........BUT.........MORE LIKE A CLOWN...
REALLY!

I LOVED ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT.........I FELL!
TELL THE ORANGE HAVENS.........SORRY!

THE FORGET ME NOTS.........ARE CHEAP HERE!
AND 'THEIR' LOVE IS...........CHEAP TOO!

MY CRYSTALINE BLUE EYES.........ARE SOFTER NOW!
AND HE SAID.........MY ARMS ARE THIN AND SOFT......BUT STRONG!

THEY LIKE THE DISGUISE............GUESS.........IT'S DIESEL STRONG!
HIS HANDS.........ARE SOFT.........AS THE GRASSES!
MY HANDS..........TOO STRONG.........AND LIKE STEEL.........I FELL!

AND WHEN 'YOU' GO............FORGET ME NOT!
IF ROSES ARE RED.........AND VIOLETS ARE BLUE.........THEN I AM TOO!

AND............I WILL FORGET YOU............BUT.........FORGET ME NOT?
THE BIRD OF PARADISE............AND THE 'BITCH!'


AND SO I WILL FORGET YOU...AT LEAST FOR THE NIGHT!



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Why the dogwood tree grows

Why the dogwood tree grows.

In the middle of a vacant filed stands a grand dogwood tree where the  crows gather daily. People flock far and wide just to gaze at its majestic stature and overwhelming beauty wondering silently amongst themselves, “How this tree came to be.”

Shrouded in secrecy lays the scattered bones of a dead man. 

His hands rest against his thighs, his head turned upright as his soil filled eyes gaze upward awaiting the warm glow of the sun that sadly never comes.

The man laid to rest beneath the black dirt over time had long been forgotten, he no longer had a name, no home, or even a family of his own. Just the loving roots he had been encased in long ago.

But how this event came to be only three could say.
The women, the murder, and the forever silent dogwood tree.

The restless bones belonged to a man, a young man who had fallen in love and courted another mans betrothed. The women cared for the simple gardening man and the many trees his nimble fingers tended but her fiance was a jealous chap with rage to match.
And upon one final night after witnessing their true loves kiss the grief stricken cohort stuck the man down with his rusted pick axe and banished the gardener to his hand dug grave, placing his lifeless corpse in a vacant filed in which no one came. But what the enraged man didn’t foresee was the seed of a dogwood tree.
It fell from the deceased pocket and grew from the gardeners heart.

Year after year the tree budded magnificent flowers each possessing a hint of red staining their petals.

People marveled in its splendor gazing at the unique tree, gasping in awe and glee, but for one women its beauty agonized her for its existence was a constant reminder that no justice, nor revenge could ever be won for her simple gardening man.

And as the roots steamed onward feeling the caressing flow of a spring wind on its crimson petals the mans chest flooded with air and his dry, frail skeleton once more exuded life; 

And  as she eyed the swaying branches his memory suddenly came to life.
He was the air the tree inhaled, the nutrients it desperately needed to grow, and the reason it thrived.

Even in death he had the gardeners touch.

Her wrinkled face light up with love and for the first time in fifty years she smiled in happiness thinking to herself.

“That is why the dog wood tree grows, its out of love for my dead mans bones.”




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Viper Rose

She grows in more than one territory
gaurded yet lofty, armored, but so smooth,
perfuming Day and Night with seductive melodrama, 
never leaves home without her crimson camouflage
nor without smiling thorns,
horns of hunger, an insatiable eater of hearts
an angel of love born in blood,
she will scream in circles for your attention
curl her petals at your touch
and season One with sensuous soil,
kiss with a hiss and convert anger into bliss,
a Viper Rose is never sold, only given,
you pay with soul for her texture
she provides the everlasting erotic admixture,
she is the rose that moves me to prayer,
the woman that wows me into baths of fire -

Happy Valentine's Day Eve ** An original woman that I love more than heaven -
By Poet - Adam/J.A.B.


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Earth Gurlz R EZ NOT

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Poetic Lyrics By Thomas Lam Hsi


THERE IS ONLY ONE TRUE GOD!




Earth Gurlz...R...EZ...2-B...OR NOT! 2-B...OR NOT!
An-cient 1...SEZ...NOT...NOT...2-B...NOT!

SWE-P? WE SAY...SLE-P! WE SAY...SLE-P!

An-cient 1...SEZ...WE...R...NOT! WE...R... NOT!
OIL...TO FOIL! He sez...OIL...TO FOIL!

OIL...TO FOIL! OIL...TO FOIL! 
Earth Gurlz...2-B...2 EZ...Earth Gurlz...2-B...2EZ!

Earth Guyz...R...2EZ...Earth Guyz...R...2EZ!
Earth Gurlz...SAY...TIN...'N PLAY!
Earth Gurlz...SAY...TIN...'N PLAY!

An-cient 1...SEZ...PLAY...NOT! He sez...PLAY...NOT!
OIL...TO FOIL! He sez...OIL...TO FOIL!

'NANAS...WE..SAY...'NANAS!
THEY...SAY...TIN...'N PLAY!
THEY...SAY...TIN...'N PLAY!
NO...WAY!...NO...WAY!
WARP...AWAY! WARP...AWAY!

DONG...KING...KONG! DONG...KING...KONG!
An-cient 1...sez...NO...WAY...NO WAY!
An-cient 1...sez...NO...WAY...NO WAY!

Earth Gurlz...R...EZ...NOT!
Earth Gurlz...R...EZ...NOT!

BAGS...'N TOYZ...BAGS...'N TOYZ?
THEY...SAY...WE PLAY! THEY...SAY..WE PLAY!

Earth Gurlz...R...2 EZ! Earth Gurlz...R...2 EZ!
Tecky and smart...THEY'RE...ALL TARTS!

BONY...'N PANTS...WE...'JUS CAN'T!'
BONY...'N PANTS...WE...'JUS CAN'T!

Tecky with parts...ALL...TIN HEARTS!
Tecky with parts...ALL...TIN HEARTS


An-cient 1...sez...WARP...TO PLAY!
An-cient 1...sez...WARP...TO PLAY!

OIL...IN CAN...WE CAN!
OIL...IN CAN...WE CAN!

OIL...TO FOIL...OIL...TO FOIL!
SCORES...IN CANS...WE CAN!!
SCORES...IN CANS...WE CAN!


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THE FIRST THE LAST THE MANGO TANGO

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS L.H. ANDRESS
PLEASE: HONOR THE VERVE!


[CHORUS/START]
ONE-HUNDRED-MILLION...EARTHEN-YEARS...EACH!
One-in-a-HUNDRED-MILLION...EACH!
ONE-HUNDRED-MILLION...EARTHEN-YEARS...EACH!
One-in-a-HUNDRED-MILLION...EACH!
[CHORUS/END]

She-Swings...BOY...DOES-SHE-SWING...SHE-SWINGS...RIGHT!
She-Swings-RIGHT...and-TIGHT...BOY...DOES-SHE-SWING...
RIGHT-TA-LEFT...and-UP-AND-DOWN...SO-TIGHT!
LEFT-TA-RIGHT...BOY...DOES-SHE-DO-IT-RIGHT-'N-TIGHT!

I'd-like-ta-DO-THE-STARS-RIGHT...I'd-DRUM-DRUMMING-THROUGHOUT
THE-NIGHT...STARS-BURSTING-'N-CRACKING...
THROUGHOUT-STAR-STUCK...GOLDEN-BOLDEN-BLUEST...RED-'N-GREEN
STARLESS...COOLEST-'N-ROYALIST...COOL-NIGHTS!

She'd-like-ta-TOO...'CUZ-SHE'S...MINE-AND-IT'S...TIGHT!
THAT'S...She'd-like-ta-TOO...'CUZ-SHE'S...MINE-AND-IT'S...
ROYAL-AND-TIGHT...'N-THE-TIGHTEST...BLUEST-COOLEST-BLUE-LIGHT!

Now...Six Feet Four INCHES...and-she's...A-MILE-HIGH...SHE-REACHES
THE-STARS...SKY-HIGH!
SHE-SWINGS...RIGHT...THAT'S...RIGHT-'N-TIGHT!

[CHORUS/START...CHORUS/END]

DRUMS...AND-CORDLESS...SYMPHONIES...SHE-SPINS-RIGHT
ALL-THE-TIME...NEWEST-AND-COOLEST...SHE-SO-ROYAL!
SHE'S-THE-ROYALIST...COOLEST-'N-BLUEST...BLUE-NIGHTS!
MY...ETERNITIES...OF-ALL...ETERNAL-ETERNITIES!
SHE'S-BLUE-LIGHT!
SHE'S-BLUE-LIGHT!
SHE'S-LIGHT-'N-TIGHT!
SHE'S-LIGHT-'N-TIGHT!
SHE'S-LIGHT-'N-TIGHT!


                              FINALMENT


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One Thousand Tears To Their Steps

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS LAM HSI (ANDRESS)


When...the wind blows...the skies scatter...and the snowy caps
MELT!
When...two butterflies...FLY...THE HOWLING-WINDS/BLOW!
The vectors-of...SPACE...CRACK...UNDER-GRACE!
When Andromeida's/BACK-PAINS...THE RAINS
OF THUNDER/BREAK!
Two dancers...in-their/INNER-PAIN...do-they/BREAK?
One-thou-sand/TEARS...to-their/STEPS!
WAS-IT...ONE-THOU-SAND/TEARS...TO-THEIR/STEPS?

My-two-dancers/in-their-INNER-PAIN!
How could Cinderella...and-SLEEP-ING/BEAUTY
DANCE...between-each/STAR
When the stars and-MARS...BREAK-in/the-strain-of
The crystalean-SPLINTS?
Two dancers...in-their/INNER-PAIN...do-they/BREAK?
One-thou-sand/TEARS...to-their/STEPS!
WAS-IT...ONE-THOU-SAND/TEARS...TO-THEIR/STEPS?

In the vortex...of silver-'n-blue/DESTINIES
IS-IT-GOLD-OR-SILVER?
DOES-HER-IN-NER/PAIN...COUNT?
In-FOUNTAINS-of/PAIN!
When the winds howl-in/PAIN...DOES-THE/RAIN
WASH-HER-FACE/OF-ITS/PAIN?

Two dancers...AND-THEIR/DESTINIES!
MARS-and-VENUS...ABOVE-and-BELOW!
Dancers-AMONGST-the-royal-GREEN-'n-CRIMSON/BURSTS-of-SIL-VER...
FLASHES-of-VEC-TORED/LIGHT!

Another's-PAIN-is...NOTHING-TO/GAIN!
Two dancers...in-their/INNER-PAIN...do-they/BREAK?
One-thou-sand/TEARS...to-their/STEPS!
WAS-IT...ONE-THOU-SAND/TEARS...TO-THEIR/STEPS?

Can Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty...have-TWO/FAIRY-TALES?
IF-THE-STARS...BREAK/under-the/STRAIN...THE-PANO-PLY
OF-SHAME...SAYS-YES!
Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty/EACH-HAVE-DESTINIES...
FLASHES-OF/LIGHTNING...CAN-STRIKE/TWICE!
FLASHES-OF/LIGHTNING...DO-STRIKE/TWICE!

The-royalist/MARCH-AMONGST-THE-SILVER-'N-BLUE/STARS!
FOUR/CON-STEL-LA-TIONS...in-the-dark-ness/of-PRIVATE...
BLACK-VELVET!

FOUR/DANCERS...AMONGST-THE-STARS...FOREVER-MERRY...
FOREVER-IN-LOVE!
FOUR/DANCERS...AMONGST-THE-STARS...FOREVER-MERRY...
FOREVER-IN-LOVE!

                               FINIS


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Life as I know it

Rarely do I stop and think about the meaning of life.
Something that is taken for granted daily as I am busy with work and being a 
wife.
Rarely do I take a walk and stop to feel the breeze.
Or notice how the sky is the perfect shade of blue, sitting high above the 
trees.
Life gets pushed aside in the hustle and bustle of my day.
It seems there is always dirty laundry to clean, errands to run and bills I've got 
to pay,
Every single breath we breathe is a token of our health-
The food we eat, the fumes we smell, the cards that we've been dealt.
In the winter it's too cold, the summer's too hot, it's been raining for a week-
No one is ever happy with themselves, there is always something else they 
seek.
If you count your every blessings, no matter how big or small-
You've got to release all those inner demons and break down all your walls.
Life is just a blessing, we aren't promised tomorrow or next year-
Just be thankful for another chance, live free and without fear.
You see, life means everything to me, in every single way.
From the ladybugs crawling in the grass, to watching new kittens play.
It's the tingle of a warm shower hitting your skin on a cold winter's night.
It's the family that always has your back even when you just aren't right.
It's the love that fills your pumping heart as you kiss your lover before bed.
It's the fresh morning coffee that awakens you from the dead.
It's the laughter of a child as they run in their back yard.
It's the chirping of a blue jay and the barking of a Saint Bernard.
The little things that make up your life are precious earthly sights.
Loosely throwing our lives away, when we should be holding it so tight.
One day life will be no more and the memories will be left behind.
Every flower, every bee, every single leaf will gone just like mankind.


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A Knight With A Legend

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS LAM HSI




Swift-'n-fast...my 'knight' with a Legend!

Dragons-'n-toes...my 'knight' with a Legend!

The tide came...'rushin-'n-coursing...'thru my veins!

Was it...all in vain? All in vain?

You...were...over all too fast...my 'knight' with a Legend!


Mysterious-'n-fast...a lonely girl with a past!

Heartless-'n-fast...you left a lonely girl...with your past!


A TEASER!!!


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The Beauty of our Love

Our hearts connect as our love grows, now the hearts are connected
 
though, the beauty of love is not complete without our souls

now our souls connect and strengthing as one

our hearts and souls are now connected as one

the beauty of love is now complete with the connection of both our hearts and 
souls

now we strengthing and grow as one with with the beauty of our love!


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DINOS SOARING She is My Nightlight

COPYRIGHT 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS L.H. ANDRESS &
LAPIDIS ANDRESS (KRYPTONIANS)

"DINOS SOARING She is My Nightlight"




Steely-Ships-to...Starships...AND...NIGHTLIGHTS!
Chrome-to-STEEL...and...QUESTION...MARKS/MARKS/MARKS!
Steely-Ships-to...Starships...AND...NIGHTLIGHTS!
Chrome-to-STEEL...and...QUESTION...MARKS/MARKS/MARKS!

When-YOU'RE-SLEEPY...NIGHTLIGHTS...and-STARLIGHT!
When-YOU'RE-SLEEPY...NIGHTLIGHTS...and-STARLIGHT!

Mars-to-ROME...AND...LARS-to-STARS...in-STARLIGHT!
Mars-to-ROME...AND...LARS-to-STARS...in-STARLIGHT!
VENUS...AND-ROSE...STARLIGHTS...STARLIGHTS...STARLIGHTS!
VENUS...AND-ROSE...STARLIGHTS...STARLIGHTS...STARLIGHTS!

In-the-BLACKEST...HOLES...STARLIGHT...STARLIGHTS-in-BLUE-LIGHT!
In-the-BLACKEST...HOLES...STARLIGHT...STARLIGHTS-in-BLUE-LIGHT!

CHOCOLATE-MALTS...AND-BLUE-CREAM-AND-STARLIGHT!
CHOCOLATE-MALTS...AND-BLUE-CREAM-AND-STARLIGHT!
Carved-GODS...AND-LEAVES...OF-PURE/24KARAT...GOLDEN-LEAVES!
Carved-GODS...AND-LEAVES...OF-PURE/24KARAT...GOLDEN-LEAVES!

PURE-GOLD...IN...PLATES...AND-FASHIONS!
PURE-GOLD...IN...PLATES...AND-FASHIONS!

When-YOU'RE-SLEEPY...NIGHTLIGHTS...and-STARLIGHT!
When-YOU'RE-SLEEPY...NIGHTLIGHTS...and-STARLIGHT!

Smooth-LONG-LEGS...IN-SMOKELESS-HAZE...AND-DAZZLING!
Smooth-LONG-LEGS...IN-SMOKELESS-HAZE...AND-DAZZLING!
ORBS-OF-DEE-LIGHT...and-PURE-ORBS...AND-PINK!
ORBS-OF-DEE-LIGHT...and-PURE-ORBS...AND-PINK!

GOD...OH-GOD...PURE-DEE-LIGHT!
GOD...OH-GOD...PURE-DEE-LIGHT!


FINI---FINI---FINI---FINI


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To the Lucid Lover

The perfect woman dotes her frame,
the border of her beauty true,
and prides her fragile clarity,
for filth can never filter through.

Though I myself am not allured
by women who are without tint,
and frankly I can neither love
nor give them any compliment.

Don't think me harsh, those who apply;
instead, entrust your ears to me.
The film you bear belittles you:
remove thy trite transparency!

Your pale visage has no appeal,
for inner beauty yields a shade,
and smears its hue upon the face:
a palette that you have betrayed.

I much prefer my glass unique,
with blurry views and colored cracks.
I much prefer uncertainty,
and that, madame, your mirror lacks.

Abscond my dear from judgment's light;
resurface when you can reflect
the loyal sheet you were endowed
and tinctures that the youths expect.

Adieu to you young carnal pane;
I much prefer my windows stained.


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Chestnut N Sable

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Poetic Lyrics By Thomas Lam Hsi



THERE IS ONLY ONE TRUE GOD...THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY...WHO ALONE CAN
SAVE FROM Satan...who plays 'all' roles...the devil...the 'Lord Jesus'...
the 'Father'...the 'Holy Spirit'...all 'Other Gods'...and 'alien gods'...HE...THE
LORD JESUS CHRIST HIMSELF IS FULLY GOD AND MAN...AND HE ALONE...
IS THE ONLY WAY TO GOD THE FATHER...and to an Actual Heaven!



Orange chiffon...candied plums...a basket of rolls...for a dinner date.

Better be...back in time...he's been asking...good 'ol Nate!

Chestnut...'N...Sable...'nother store...silver 'n tables?

'Christmas' in the Fall...never knew...magic...in these 'sables' [paintings]!


If...a picture is worth...it's weight in gold...what a find!

Chestnut hair...long and silky...just 'nother 'buck'...selling...one-a-kind?

Chad...always...just some 'kidder'...yah...'nother lady artist?

Dinner rolls...for 'dinner tales'...well...'ya said...'Me'...as...a 'silly artist?'


Chad...you and I...missed Senior Prom...Chad...why?

Took a train...fast out to...Windy City...and you...knew I'd cry?

Grades...'ya said...but good at math...stocks 'n bonds?

Dishes 'n pans...garbage cans...loved...painting ponds?


Chad...'clever boy'...they're beautiful...and...so are you!

They come...'alive'...but how...you mean...'I'...inspired you?

What a find...I never knew...a...'silent partner' [silent gallery investor]?

Yes...a 'partner' [me as your girlfriend] too...I'll beg off...it's...just a dinner
[dinner date with Nate]!


Chestnut 'N Sable...it's a...Grand Opening Act!

That 'clever boy' and I...now a man...what a man...first-rate-act!

Orange chiffon...candied plums...on your street...just got lucky!

Two-of-a-kind...riding on...sabling...to Kentucky!


Box of markers...pens...brushes and paints...'an...the softest heart!

Chad...you'll...always...have my hand...and...especially...my heart!


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Beef Bean Pork Chicken or Just Hashin It

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS L.H. ANDRESS




Aspen to Maine...London to Rome...Tok-y-O-to Mars
And Mars to Venus'...outter-stars!
When your mixing bowl...is...set...just-right
Cars come rolling...and the Stars...in their cars...PETAL-TO-METAL
To reach your stars!
FIVE-STARS...when the recipe is...SET RIGHT!

Beefy-guy...cheesey-girls...ALOTTA-HOT-AIR
Baking-it-Right!
MIXED-RIGHT!
Fruity-Cakes...and a Cheese-Cake Princess...ALOTTA-TO-MATOES
Baking-it-Right!
MIXED-RIGHT!
None-of-your-business!

It's a FIVE-STAR-DINER...in Pink-Champagne and Ice!
THAT'S-Nice!
It's a FIVE-STAR-DINER...in Pink-Champagne and Ice!
THAT'S-Nice!

Beefy-guy's STRO-GAN-OFF...ING...'NOTHER-GOLD-EN PRINCESS!
Beefy-guy's STRO-GAN-OFF...ING...'NOTHER-GOLD-EN PRINCESS!

MIXED-RIGHT...Danger's...Only a Silly Name
In a Gameless...RECIPE!
MIXED-RIGHT...Danger's...Only a Silly Name
In a Gameless...RECIPE!

Mahi...Mahi-A...a-LOTTA...HOT-AIR!
When a tasteless BURGER...WON'T-DO!
SET-YOUR...DO!
Golden-Spurs-'n-Saddles!
Riding...TO-A-SUMMER-SET...TING...and-Wonders
When Stars-in-Cars...Come-Rolling...To-an-Endless-Summer!

Mahi...Mahi-A...a-LOTTA...HOT-AIR!
When a tasteless BURGER...WON'T-DO!
SET-YOUR...DO!
Golden-Spurs-'n-Saddles!
Riding...TO-A-SUMMER-SET-TING...and-Wonders
When Stars-in-Cars...Come-Rolling...To-an-Endless-Summer!

Tacos and Stars...Stars in Joints...Joining Together
In a Mixing Bowl...A RE-CI-PE FOR SUC-CESS!
Tacos and Stars...Stars in Joints...Joining Together
In a Mixing Bowl...A RE-CI-PE FOR SUC-CESS!

PLATING A BOWL...Mixed-Right...it's just beef, beans, pork, chicken
Or Just Hashin It!
PLATING A BOWL...Mixed-Right...it's just beef, beans, pork, chicken
Or Just Hashin It!

A-RE-CI-PE...A-REST-AURANT...It's-FIVE-STAR!
A-RE-CI-PE...A-REST-AURANT...It's-FIVE-STAR!


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My heart

My heart rises with the smoke
With my eyes closed I see all that is
Looking at who we are
            Not
At who we were
A vision of you is my gift
Not many can see the beauty as I do
For them beauty is on the outside
With my eyes closed 
I see more then others
            For
I look with my heart
I love
  I feel
    I touch
      With my heart


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Last Night I Went to War

Last Night I Went to War

Last Night I Went to War,
On an unknown battlefield known to secret soldiers clothed in shame and 
disgrace,
Tongue speaking samurai,
Last night I went to war,
On an unknown battlefield with weapons of mass destruction,
God given warfare of a secret guild, 
I went to war not against Iraq, but the spirit of blind fundamentalism,
Last night I went to war against an unknown enemy who torments me day and 
night,
With a brother from old who I love dearly,
A brother of great courage and integrity,
Last Night I went to war against my father’s cancer and mother’s insomnia,
Last Night I went to war against my daughter’s fear of isolation and my 
therapist’s impending neck surgery,
Last night I went to war for America and the freedom that it stands for,
And I’ve had many casualties,
I’ve heard voices telling me to drive off the road,
And I’ve felt dark forces rise up in my mind to steal the beauty of my 
consciousness,
Last night I went to war for my nation,
A wondrous eagle, young and impetuous, righteous and misguided,
And I felt the strength of the cosmos well up within me and I knew for a moment 
that God is real,
Last Night I went to war with a brother for life and longer for a 4 year old girl 
tormented by the beauty of her own soul,
And It through me off track and now once again I sit confused and alone,
But look into her eyes I tell you and see the peace of freedom,
To look into her eyes I tell you and see the peace of a freedom that alludes me,
It’s worth it, 
It’s worth every moment of torment,
For to look to that day,
That blessed day,
When all the Jews and Muslims and Buddhists and Hindus and Right Wing 
Christians and Atheists and Agnostics and Liberals and Conservatives and 
Blacks and Whites and Reds and Yellows and Communists and Murderers and 
Terrorists and Infidels and Thieves and Saints Alike are all on the same side,
To look to that blessed day when all are one and we look to the enemy and 
say “No not one Satan, YOU CAN’T HAVE EVEN ONE!”
To look to that blessed day I tell you, I am chosen beyond the dismal nature of 
this moment.
To look to that blessed day I tell you, I am lifted high above to the mind of God 
and know Joy,
I don’t care how many friends I lose or loved one’s turn against me, I will keep 
fighting.
I will keep fighting in unseen battlefields,
Until all are one.


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Worth of an Icon

(For late Mrs Stella Obasanjo)

You are a paragon of beauty
Yes, a maiden of honour
Your steps are held true
In limelight of media

Your translucent fair skin 
Held many an eye
Your strawberry-coloured lips
Captivated, salivated many hearts

An icon of substance
Of the Abebe breed
The worth of your simplicity?
In Aso villa lives.

You are a paragon of beauty
Yes, a maiden of honour...

The stronghold of that rock
The mother of all
Mother of few
The eyes of one,
All have eyes.

Tick-tock, tock-tick;
Your clock tocked at sixty
Sixty awesome years
Beautiful, inspiring ones

...your steps are held true
In limelight of nations.

One final TOCK shook Nigeria
Green-white-green
Lay still on the floor
Sixty seconds flat
Sixty awesome years

Dragging nothingness to your grave
O fair lady brave
Nothing did you crave
So much as perfect beauty.

Yes, a paragon of beauty
Truly a maiden of honour
Your steps are idolised
Sweet Obasanjo’s bride...


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Midnight Candles and Oil and Rain

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS LAM HSI




Your...sweet smile...'n-the-rain...lightning and rain!

Flashes-of-the-past...that...smile-'n-the-rain


In...the-sun...the...glow-of-pain...all...went-away...
In...big-huge...waves!

Your...sweet...strong-hands...asleep-'n-mine...
From...all-that...pain...in waves!


Midnight...candles-'n-oil...in...the-rain...and...when...
It-rains...it-pours...an-oh-boy-does...it-pour!

Midnight...candles-'n-oil...in...the-rain...and...when...
It-rains...it-pours...an-oh-boy-does...it-pour!


A TEASER!!!


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I (Inevitably) Did

I really didn't like her, but
her form was suffocating me!
Who'd doubt her beauty was well carved:
a man with sense enough to flee?

If so, such sense eluded me;
I promptly took her vacant hand
and donned my darkest nuptial suit,
surrendering to fate's demand.

My eyes grew pale, expression bland,
with nothing but her brittle smile
to keep my body bordered in
the destined vow I thought worthwhile.

And as we walked that scarlet aisle,
the people showered us with love:
some threw bewitching blood bouquets;
some shed their tears into their gloves.

Her father gave me but a shove
into her needy open arms.
And who was I to disregard
the key to my beloved's charms?

He knew that I could never harm
what grew from his paternal bark;
he too threw prickly patronage
with silver smile, tuxedo dark.

Some close companions left the park;
their sniffles so appropriate;
though, secretly, a few were glad
to know my life was finally set.

My kindred was uncertain, yet
they knew her beauty would go far,
and so they left me in her care,
forever their untimely scar.

I drove away with her; my car
felt cramped from silent air so ill.
It was too late to incremate
our bond: "part ye do death until."

I really didn't like her; still,
I lied in pulpous bed all snug;
she smothered me with watchful eyes,
and furnished me an endless hug.


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A Liquid Line of Gold on Glassen Beads

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS L.H. ANDREWS



Dear Marcus...it's-'nother-Sun-day...morn...horse's...feel-ing...wrong
My-sto-mache...just-hurts!
Clos-ets...full-but...noth-ing-fits!
A-corner-run...till-clo-sing!

Daddy's...gone...and-Ma's...gone-too!
The-pretty...gold-en-circles...'round-my-bowl...don't-spin-right!
Clos-ets-fulla-clothes...but-my-heart's...just-empty!
A-corner-run...till-clo-sing!

Round-ing-the-cor-ner...pho-tos-just-might-just-might...be-ready!
My-sto-mache...just-hurts!
Marble-d-stoney-blue-'n-green...beads-'n-reds-too...hang-too-heavy!
A-corner-run...till-clo-sing!

A-wrist-with-out...a-flower-ed...pink-'n-white-red-or-white-rose!
Just-doesn't-feel-right-just-isn't-right...doesn't-spin-right!
Clos-ets...full-but...noth-ing-fits!
A-corner-run...till-clo-sing!

My-slip-pers-silvery-beaded-blue...and-I'm-too!
A-gold-en-line-runs-through...sleep-less-nights!
My-vani-ties-fulla-pride-'n-his-tears...Robby's-too!
A-corner-run...till-clo-sing!

Oh-how-the-hell...does-it-get-well?
When-tears-fall...into-Winter's-snows?
Riding-into-sun-set-pink-'n-rosen-blues...leaves-me-blue!
A-corner-run...till-clo-sing!

Sabled-brushes-and-dif-ferent-strokes-of-pain...and-paint!
Paint-me-blue...was-he-blue-too...or-him?
My-vani-ties-fulla-pride-'n-his-tears...Robby's-too!
A-corner-run...till-clo-sing!

A-liquid-gold-line-round-my-glas-sen-beads...marbled-per-fection!
He-was-my...liquid-gold-line-round-my-glas-sen-beads...
Marbled-per-fection!
A-corner-run...till-clo-sing!




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Entranced

Tucked away in this deep raven piled high 
In the warmth that it brings…
I am content…
Without thoughts or any plans I plunge back
Into the dreams that wisp me away…
I am content…
The wind howls loudly, briskly along the luminous 
Outer wall, I barely hear it though as I am
Wrapped up safe and secure…
I am content…
Silk sheets, smooth and incredibly soft is all I
Feel in this hidden oasis…
I am content…


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Musical Strings of Young Lovers

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY Janine Hoops Andress and Renata Andress
(So they're single...so what?)(What better way to celebrate women?)



Poetic Lyrics...and their fools...dost a fool and his easy nickel 
Make sense...any sense?
Poetic Lyrics...and their fools...donneth not...ANY CLOTHES
Make sense...any sense?
If Romeo loved Juliet...then Juliet KNEWETH NOT...for clothes
Make sense...any sense?
Rose petals...and mysteries in the dark blue moon-lit night
Scent the mysteries of his Juliet!
Rosen bathes in the heat of night...a starry starry cool Winter's
Crested-blue-moon-lit-night!
And Juliet loved Romeo...in the coolest and bluest Winter's 
Heated candle-lit sweet scented night!

Young lovers...and their elders...SOMETIMES...THEY KNEWEST NOT
THE LOVE!
Young lovers...and their elders...SOMETIMES...THEY KNEWEST NOT
THE LOVE!

And when silver spooned...and silver golden crested...the ships sail
The endless journeys to the ends of the earth!
For Marco Polo and Ferdinand and even...CLEOPATRA and her MARC
Sailed through the stormy waters of TURBULENCE!
Silken smooth and scented with spices...Roman Candles...and Bursts
Of ECSTASY...PURE ECSTASY...those were the Purest
Royal Blue Lovers!

Young lovers...and their elders...SOMETIMES...THEY LISTEN
TO THE STRINGS OF THE HEARTS!
And when lovers PLAY THE STRINGS OF HEARTS
THE WORLD LISTENS...TO THEIR STRINGS OF HEART!

Do mandolins, sitars, guitars, or even, the vocal strings
WIN HEARTS?
Romeo asked his Juliet...do mandolins, sitars, guitars, or even, the 
Vocal strings WIN HEARTS?
HER HEART?

Modernly...Romeo and Juliet...still WIN HEARTS!
And when Romeo and Juliet...WIN HEARTS
CHANCES still aren't MERE CHANCES!

Young lovers...and their elders...and even their peers
CAN WIN HEARTS!
AND WHEN IT'S ALL HEARTS...HEARTS FALL
LIKE SNOWFLAKES...IN THE HEAT OF NIGHT!

Young lovers...and their elders...and even their peers
CAN WIN HEARTS!
AND WHEN IT'S ALL HEARTS...HEARTS FALL
LIKE SNOWFLAKES...IN THE HEAT OF NIGHT!

When Romeo and Juliet played modernly...Do Right
You Love Their Music!
That's when...Romeo and Juliet played modernly...Do Right
You Love Their Music!

Mandolins, sitars, guitars, and vocal strings in the bluest coolest
Winter's snow fallen chilled winded night!
It just sounds right!
THAT'S
Mandolins, sitars, guitars, and vocal strings in the bluest coolest
Winter's snow fallen chilled winded night!
It just sounds right!

IT...JUST...SOUNDS...RIGHT...AND THAT'S ALRIGHT!



 


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Sippin Bacardi

Heart 1
Of all ones
What is this?
Higher tone
Semi-pitch
DJ jumpin
For all you dream
Don’t try


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It was the beauty

It is the beauty of this world

That makes me so inclined

Inclined to stay and watch everyday

To see the season unfold to the next

To watch life and what they expect

 

Never before have i known such wonders to behold

So many colors blending together

Painting all i see so beautifully

 

I love this life, I love this world

I first saw from miles away

The blue it beckoned ,the green felt safe

Such a site to behold from out in space

 

To touch the tree's

Feel the breeze

To gaze up into the sky and just let hours slip by

To hear the insects play there songs

Watch the butterflies dance along

 

When looking down i yearned with all my soul

To know this world and feel it whole

To be human on this planet

Dwell along side them all

To love and learn, to know

 

It was the beauty of the planet 

That lured me to the surface

This planet i do hold dear

It is the beauty that keeps me here

 


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Beauty

Beauty is not to fight about
nor to be kept by anyone person,s eyes
It,s seldem even seen.
True beauty is felt,
through the touch of warmth
when it,s cold.
Through being in one,s arms
and feeling totally safe.
Beauty is shared love. the
grip of ones lover squeezing 
you to her when you release her
letting you know she wants you.
Beauty is letting her win when
winning is all that she needs
at that time.Beauty is the light
that shines when she smiles.
listening, caring and giving
her the attention she needs.
Beauty is her shyness, her
anger, her questioning look
after she climaxes
Beauty is being the beast to
keep her the queen.
mad, glad, sad
Beauty is building a foundation 
on trust not lust.
Beauty is her, it,s me it,s us.
when my arms are around her
and she fits right in.
beauty is her hair, her skin
her womanly scent.
beauty is saying by this is it.
knowing it,s confused love running
you crazy, lazy to feel.
Beauty is her letting you back into 
her life.
her sliding up to you soft, warm body,
hot. Beauty is feeling her control over you
and putting her to sleep in your arms
because of it.
For beauty is what you want.Beauty is her
history of survival. where she,s been.
where she,s going
Beauty is her stepping back and listening to her man
being for him when he knows she can,t trust,want trust
but can,t trust.
Beauty is watching her lose control and take control
over and over again winning in the end.
Beauty is your glance that makes me change all thoughts
Beauty is love, it,s respect, it,s honor and trust
it,s harmony.
Beauty is how i see you in the morning when you wakeup
Beauty is you. It,s the lust, the desire that burns
in my soul for you , and how i miss you when you leave
 love you.


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How is it Possible?

How is it Possible?

How is it possible that one can be a pluralist and still be true to the savior?
I am the way the truth and the life, he said!
I AM!
Not confession or even faith, but I AM THE WAY!
And in him was life and the life was the light of men!
He is the light of the Bodhisattva!
He is the light of Buddha!
He is the light of Allah!
He is the light of Siva!
He is the wisdom of agnostic intellectuals!
He is the fury of feminist revolution!
He is the joy of liberation!
He is the burning beat of rhythm in the streets!
No man has seen God, but the SON OF MAN HATH PROCLAIMED HER!!
From the Jews who he chose!
To his humility to learn of the suffering of men!
To his exaltation!
IT HAS BEEN HIM ALL ALONG!!
ONE MEDIATOR BETWEEN GOD AND MAN!
I AM THAT I AM!
The burning fire of love that transforms all things!
And so you ask, who shall not make it?
Some may see hell, but they will not stay there!
For God rains on the Just and the Unjust!
For God will have mercy on who she will have mercy!
And so, in the end, All shall be reconciled!
He is  the WAY, THE TRUTH, AND THE LIFE,
He is  the wisdom of the Vedas,
He is the weak and strong force that holds all things together!
And enabled Teilhard de Chardin to speak truth to power!
He is the light of Ghandi’s nonviolence!
He is the strength of Mary’s courage!
He is the love of mother God!
Dancing in Trinitarian Jazz, 
With the spirit that he wields and who wields him!
God of the Chosen!
God of Hagar’s son!
God of the East!
Lord of the Magi!
And King Supreme!
Though meek and Lowly,
He is unafraid of our exploration!
He is unafraid of the beauty of men laying with men, and women laying with women!
For he is love incarnate!
And he is THE WAY THE TRUTH AND THE LIFE!
And he shall birth new Deborah’s and New Joshuas
To change the face of Arrakis,
For he is the Quizazk Zaterack,
He is the communion of the saints and the power of the ancestors!
And in him, he has reconciled male and female,
Black and White,
He is unafraid of justice,
And with justice he wields punishment on corporate monopolies and white supremacy!
He is unafraid!
Risen, Strong, True, Just, but Merciful.
And so in the end, all shall know the beauty of God eternal.
For we shall see Angels ascending and descending on the son of man.
Amen.


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The Few The Proud and The Honorable

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS LAM HSI



Called and chosen...the few...the proud...and...
The honorable!

A...time of war...and...of peace...the few...the proud...
And...the honorable!

From...the ancient wars...and...of space!

Truth...justice...and liberty...to the end of time...and...
The limits of space!


Tyrants...and tyranny...the hopes...and dreams..of the...
Poor and needy...against...the machinations...of the greedy!

Cannons...and arrows...fortresses of amour...and steel...
Against...the machinations...of the greedy!


From the shores...of the crossings...to the smoke...
And guns of wars...and battles!

A nation divided...once healed...now divided...
To the hearts...at war...and the soul's...battles!


America the beautiful...the red...white...and blue!

Forever...America...the beautiful...the red...white...
And the blue!


A TEASER!!!


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Gilbraltar and Rock A Knight's Flute

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY RENATA (THOMAS) L.H. ANDRESS


Gilbraltar and Rock...monuments...amongst the Stars!
White Knights...and castles...hills and giants!
White sails...and cabin boys...giants amongst the Stars!
Scented Knights...dreams and dragons...climbing beyond the Stars!

Gilbraltar and Rock...a sweet guitar...His song and Mine!
Strings and Flutes...a hallow...sounding...deep echoes in the Night!
The day we set sail...AVALON...A LEGEND!
MY HOLY GRAIL!

An echo of a dream...riding fast...branches in the Night!
Glorious burst of Lightning!
CRACKS...of Thunder!
HOOVES...beating...FAST...riding fast!

A Legend A Terror...in the Night...with my White Knight!
Gilbraltar and Rock...THE BEAST and BEATS...riding fast!

The day we set sail...AVALON...A LEGEND!
MY HOLY GRAIL...in hand...A PRINCE...in Hand!

Black Nights and...Scarves of Purple...Silken...RED ROSES
And Legends...A SWORD...A LEGEND!

Smoky mirrors and legends...dreams in pink...CHAMPAGNE BUBBLES!
A Toast...A Tear...A Legend...A Hard...Riding Legend!
Gilbraltar a Rock...HIM AND ME...ME AND HIM!

It was THE...SWEETEST SONG...AVALON...TREASURED!
THE HARDEST...KNIGHTS...RIDING HARD...THROUGH...
THE BLACKEST FORESTS!


And when I awoke...Merlyn Came...THE WISE...in white robe and hat...
LEGENDS...THEY...COME AND GO!
Gilbraltar and Rock...Strings and Flutes!

THE SWEETEST...MUSIC...IN PANOPLIED...GOLDEN STARS!
Gaunlets of Torn Hands...ROSE-MENDED...AND BENDED...
TORN!

A RING...A JOURNEY...A PASSAGE IN!

Your Ship Leaves...The Legend!

Your Passage...TO SANCTUARY...AWAITS!

AVALON...AND THE LEGEND!

Gilbraltar and Rock...THE LEGEND!

ROSE-MENDED...and...BENDED...
TORN...AND...TESTED...TORN...TO LOVE!

It was...Gilbraltar and Rock...A...KNIGHT'S...FLUTE!


Poet's Own Notes:

Renata Miller, beloved daughter of MacPherson and Mae Miller...
Of Miller & Scott Tissue...who died circa 1967 (at the tender age of 7)!

"Waiting in Vain" performed by Annie Lennox, "Thank you kindly!"


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Somewhere I Also Bled

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS L H ANDRESS-ZEISS

[Continued]


ARTHUR-and-the..........................GRAIL!
A-POT-OF-PURE................24 KARAT-GOLD
I-AM!

And-now.......................THE-WORLD/SPINS
RIGHT!

Somewhere..............MY...............Heart..........Also.............BLED!
But-Bleeding.................Stops............and/HEARTS
GLOWS!

A-Picture-Perfect.....................Setting-'n-The/Snow!
His-Hair.......................................SOFT-AS-SNOW!


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IN A MISTY WAY

We could meet again 
In a misty way 
The Wraiths slain 
In a land far away 

In a misty way 
Meet again, one day 
You can not tear apart 
The beauty that lies, 
deep in the heart 

What we have lost today... 
Will be found 
In a misty way 

A land of forests 
In a misty way 
A way will be found 
To find all we have... 
Lost today 


We could meet again 
In a misty way 
The Wraiths slain 
In a land far away 

In a misty way 
Meet again, one day 
You can not tear apart 
The beauty that lies, 
deep in the heart 

What we have lost today... 
Will be found 
In a misty way 

A land of forests 
In a misty way 
A way will be found 
To find all we have... 
Lost today 


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The Red Red Rose

 before our time drew to a close
you touched my life with poetry
You told me of a red red rose
then you made those words so clear to me

the beauty in a red red rose
is hard to love, even harder to hold
for its freshness fades and dies
but the love that's held inside
is not so easy to let go
for in the heart, it is contained

Now through my life, you've come and gone
and sorrow was our legacy 
I try my best to carry on
without the better part of me
My lady, and my little girl
the greatest joy that I have known
but selfishness destroyed our world
she's left to reap what we have sown

the beauty in a red red rose
is hard to love, even harder to hold
for its freshness fades and dies
but the love that's held inside
is not so easy to let go
for in the heart it is contained

So I try my best to make it through
the truth you told me long ago
all that's left of me, is my love for you
I no longer hold the rose

the beauty in a red red rose
is hard to love, even harder to hold
for its freshness fades and dies
but the love that's held inside
is not so easy to let go
for in the heart it must remain

before our time drew to a close
you touched my life with poetry


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sex's butter

awkward girls delivering their spoken thoughts
like hand written love notes
perfumed hopes cherished brightly
one of a hundred that stand at the edge of reality
and in the near perfect unison of dropping lovely invitations
to the magazine advertisements man who is supposed to
sweep them off their feet
the manly man who has button down eyes
and a wrinkle-free shirt
to him sex's butter is romance

her temperature dog
haunts her lonely steps
with a eager wag of his ratty tail
his pleasant eye wagers that she will return him for the deposit someday
its for the girl who has everything and a box of candy too
its not in what you have but its measured by how much you reject
sex's butter tastes salty sweet
she has a sidewinder viper gently cradled in her arms
calls it the child of her destiny

sex's butter is her bed and breakfast
an empty conversation
like a small hole in my mind
spilling its useless phrases to be swallowed whole
in the tepid sea of her eye
her hollow laughter two tables away
suddenly as it comes it limply dies away

alarmist by nature
she crafts a tale of woe
to suit her mind
but that tale is an empty eyed charter boat fish
that lay barren and objectified on her dinner plate
basted in sex's butter with a twelve inch whip...


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THE BRAMBLEROSE

Deep in summer wood 
where beauty grows 
This garden, 
home of the bramble rose 

This high wall 
bordered in pink 
The bramble rose, 
high above us all 

Soft ferns of jade 
This green,                                                                                                                       
does not fade 
Hidden delights to be seen 

Delicate blooms with petals of pink 
nestle with flowers of deep yellow 
Such colour, makes you blink 
Fills you with wonder so 

Moss covered stone, 
gentle trickle of stream 
I am alone 
In the garden of my dream 

Blue butterflies abound 
Hear the bird song, 
all around 
Soft hum of  bees, 
through the trees 

The bramble rose 
encircles the dell 
How wonderful is grows, 
by the old well 

The soft scent 
from the bramble rose 
Its' pastel pink flower, 
enriches me so, 
as I sit beneath this shady bower 

This garden seat 
beneath bramble rose 
Away from the heat, 
leave behind your woes 

Sit back and enjoy, 
hum of bees through the trees, 
Colours to make you blink 
from flowers yellow and pink 
Deep in summer wood 

This garden, 
deep in summer wood, 
where beauty grows 
Home of the bramble rose 


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THE BRAMBLE ROSE

Deep in summer wood 
where beauty grows 
This garden, 
home of the bramble rose 

This high wall 
bordered in pink 
The bramble rose, 
high above us all 

Soft ferns of jade 
This green,                                                                                                                       
does not fade 
Hidden delights to be seen 

Delicate blooms with petals of pink 
nestle with flowers of deep yellow 
Such colour, makes you blink 
Fills you with wonder so 

Moss covered stone, 
gentle trickle of stream 
I am alone 
In the garden of my dream 

Blue butterflies abound 
Hear the bird song, 
all around 
Soft hum of  bees, 
through the trees 

The bramble rose 
encircles the dell 
How wonderful is grows, 
by the old well 

The soft scent 
from the bramble rose 
Its' pastel pink flower, 
enriches me so, 
as I sit beneath this shady bower 

This garden seat 
beneath bramble rose 
Away from the heat, 
leave behind your woes 

Sit back and enjoy, 
hum of bees through the trees, 
Colours to make you blink 
from flowers yellow and pink 
Deep in summer wood 

This garden, 
deep in summer wood, 
where beauty grows 
Home of the bramble rose 


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The Autumn

I often watch the leaves blow by,
And feel the autumn winds sweep me away. I try so hard not to cry,
The beauty of time just flying by.
I close my eyes and smell the sweet air,
Utter beauty with just a touch of despair,
Oh the years have grown in age,
The years disappearing white to gray.
Am I truly ready for life to begin,
What if I fail or fall or cant swim,
In the pressures of true life?
These are the times I will always remember,
My mind flowing freely like burning embers.
Wrapped up by love all the time,
Reminding me that my long lost love is finally mine.
But those strong feelings I always get,
As I lye awake on my bed,
Why wont my mind just take a rest?
I guess what they say will still haunt me.
Why am I the object of their aggression?
Diminishing my only piece of sanity left.
I just try to ignore these inhuman feelings,
And focus on things with true meaning,
Love for one will always be there,
Whether I’m frightened, angry, apathetic or scared.
Oh beautiful seasons just take me away,
Send your messengers who have fallen from grace.
Wrap me up with your entangling vines,
Shelter me from these things so unkind.
Hold me back from self-destruction,
For only my life has just begun.


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A GIFT OF LOVE

Great beauty can be seen
Always from within
I tell you this…
As I searched
For all things
Deep in my heart
For all meanings

I felt its’ warmth within
Like the sun
Playing in a field of buttercups
Tingling on my skin

I looked above
Seeing a castle amongst the trees
How rich the grass
That I played in
How soft the breeze
This is the gift of love

Every living thing
Could feel love
You could not hide
Its’ colour
Its’ meaning

I touched a tree
Looked upwards amongst its’ mighty boughs
To the sky
It reached forever
Lifting me

Such beauty that I saw
In its’ heart
That I felt in me
This is the gift of love

Billowing clouds rushed by
The trees swayed
My heart changed forever
In the rich grass that I played
In the sky
Where I flew

That a search must begin
In a heart
In a sun
From within

Great beauty was seen
Not, in the forest
Not, in a field of buttercups
Not, in grass, rich and green
Not, in skies, so blue
In the heart
The heart of you

A gift of love
Always from within
I tell you this
To start your search
To begin
With you


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THE MAGICIANS' BOX

In a world of towers and rock.... 
The sparks flew 
The colours had begun 
Falling from above, 
in to deepest night 

From afar, 
the sparks flew 
Falling into deepest night.... 
Unfolding the light 

On the wind.... 
The strangest things were heard, 
from the towers of rock 
The unfolding cloak 
The magician spoke... 
In words... 
The colour to invoke 

Down below 
The colour rippled... 
Moved so 

The sparks grew 
The beauty fell 
Unfolding the night too 

The rock began to glow 
Breaking the night 
The sparks flew.... 
Unfolding the light 
The magic.... 
Enchanting so 

Where the sparks fell.... 
A pool did dwell 
The colours reflected the light 
Lit up the rock towers 
Lit up the night 

The pool became a stream 
Everything to touched... 
Began to gleam... 
Began to glow... 
Became alive so... 

The rock breathed and sighed, 
the stars seemed brighter 
The magician smiled softly... 
A perfect eve... 
For the magic to weave 

He cannot live in night... 
Only moon and stars, 
enjoy a darkened sky 
A magician must have light! 

The darkness to cleave... 
On a clear nights eve 
Beauty fell from the tower of rock 
Sparks flew 
The living things grew... 
From the magicians opened lock 

With a golden key... 
He took the colours to me 
Flowing down, 
from a rock tower 
I felt the magicians power 

The power of light 
over dark.... 
Held in a magicians box 
In a world of rock towers, 
where sparks grew 
Where sparks fell... 
From a key that unlocks.... 
The beauty that will be free 
The colours , for you and me 


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IN THE BEAUTY OF MY YOUTH

In the beauty of my youth
Such boundless energies
Love takes on a special meaning
Colours are brighter
All the senses magnified
Heightened dreaming

For, I dreamed of you
From a time long ago
When we were in love
Such intenseness
I felt it too

In the beauty of my youth
I looked back,
and in no time too
Saw you standing there
My heart squeezed
Such soft skin to touch
In what I dreamed of you

For, I dreamed of you
Time after time
I wanted you to know
That I loved you too
In the beauty of my youth....
I let you go


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Rose, Precious

To my precious Rose 
To what do I owe thee
To someone special 
To look inside of me 
And you were right
It's what's inside that counts 
Now my dear rose 
to what might I amount 
Personality shed the truest feelings 
Sometimes tears are emotion killers 
But now my dear rose 
it seems your petals need healing 
And I could never turn my back on you 
Cause you never once 
Pretended to act what's true 
If it is love you see 
Then it is love in me 
And never again 
From your precious face 
Do I want to see a tear fall free 
Cause I know 
In my precious rose 
A tender heart there'll always be 
And sometimes beauty kills 
But from you 
My heart is what beauty steals 
Though we face temptation 
I only bring what's real 
And sometimes what's deep 
Is so hard to feel 
But for my precious rose 
No one else knows
But for you my heart grows


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BEAUTY AND MAGIC

Such beauty passed my way 
Fields of cosmos 
Birds of the air 
Another golden day 

Is it all for me? 
can I share? 
For such beauty, 
is more than I can bare 

Blue oceans 
Colour dreams 
Such beauty 
Warmth of emotions 

The colours grew 
From the heart 
Beauty and magic 
Flowed through 

A touch of hand 
Open to the sky 
Golden sand 
See the birds fly 

Such beauty passed my way 
Always golden 
Always another day 
Therein  lies the magic 
In my heart, it lay