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Sleep My Lovely Lady, PD

Sleep my lovely baby/PD/lady
Although I am so far away
Listen to the sweet song I sing
Feel in your heart I’m not leaving

Soft wind cuddles you in my arms of love
My warm embrace never makes you sad
Before you close your diamond eyes
Make a wish I am with you tonight

All  dreams that you dream here or afar
Will be answered by those bright stars
As the moon smiles sweetly in your sight
Giving an assurance that you’ll be alright

Sleep my lovely baby/ PD/lady
Sweet lullaby I sing as I fervently  pray
May God keep  you safe while I’m away
In this world you’re so special in His way

Oct. 25,2012

This can be sung in a tune of a lullaby song which my teacher had taught me when I was still in Grade 4,  I remember more vividly but not exactly the tune and the title and lyrics not anymore.


First Place Winner
Contest: Send Me To Sleep Poem
Judged: 10/26/2012
Poet Sponsor: Greatest Poet, Poet-Destroyer


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The Songs & The Makers

My soul understood Lynyrd Skynyrd
Like Ronnie I had monkeys to
Just simple boys chasing life’s joys
With our needles playing our blues

My soul understood Pink Floyd
For I have lived inside the wall
Comfortably numb and ignorantly dumb
Living my life forever tasting the call

My soul understood Nirvana  
The White Horse has lived in my stall
I’ve tasted death at the edge of my breath
As my soul just nodded through it all

Like Creed I am my own Prison
No appeal on the docket today
What I learned from John Lennon
We all need to learn how to pray

Morrison took me to the roadhouse
Like Merle they locked me away
And I guess just like Creedence
I’ve seen rain on the sunny day


You know I do love Hank Jr.
Especially when he sings the blues
It seems so many of us just hop on the bus
Forever lost in the Addictions we choose

Sometimes I feel just like Kid Rock
I’m just sitting here in search of myself
I have great respect for Garth Brooks
For his family he put his career on the shelf

Johnny Cash sang of San Quentin
I heard the song in one of its cells
Locked up inside of that medieval prison 
You feel like you have made it to hell

Like Jerry Garcia I fried in Berkley
Like Hendrix I dropped acid in my eyes
To this day when I hear Janice Joplin
 I just want to break down and cry

The Eagles played the Hotel California 
I have led the dance on that Prison yard
Guns & Roses sang of the Jungle
Prison is a world very cold and hard

These are a few of the songs and the makers
Ones that have shared my story and plight
When I die just play dust in the wind
As I ride the stairway to heaven that night

If my song is granted one purpose
And the music I’m allowed to choose
Let it be said that the song in my head
Was country rock with a touch of the blues

And let that song forever tell a story
A horrible story that ended so bright
For when Jesus Christ grants his mercy
Even the most blind can be led to the light

So Lord let my life be your lighthouse
Lord please guide my story as it’s told
And whatever you do Lord I beg of you
Help me stay worthy of the heart that I hold


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Song Dedicated to Rape Victim of Delhi


 
A Song If this is My Country.. This Song is dedicated to the brutal Rape victim of Delhi and it’s a message for My Countrymen. The Original song is in Hindi on You Tube with Song Lines Text in English. The Song contains many situations universal and of concern of many counties of the world. The Photos used in the Song too conveys some message and I hope my friends on Poetry Soup would let me have their opinion. The original Song can be viewed on my You Tube channel or through following URL http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UJmf2pb0iP4&feature=player_detailpage A Song If this is My Country.. Part 1 If this is my country It is yours also Then why you are making Such a condition of this land. 01 The dreams which we had seen To make this country A land, dearest to everyone On Earth.02 Those dreams are weeping And crying, Whenever they see You or me. 03 Is this the way To make a new world for us By nipping and crushing The dreams and expectations Of each and everyone. 04 By making the poor innocent children As street baggers What an India of my dreams You have made O’ makers. 05 If this is my country It is yours also Then why the woman’s respect Is looted everyday on its soil. 06 Is the man of today is so helpless That those who rob the respect of women Are set free every day, So that, they may rob again What an India of my dreams You have made O’ makers. Then why you are making Such a condition of this land. 07 You and Me both have born on this soil And on its soil only We would part our last breath. 08 After centuries of long struggles We had received back Our Garden And After great difficulties We had started seeing Some blooming. 09 We could have made it again A garden full of flowers A garden on which All the seasons Would spread their splendors. 10 But what you have made Of our montherland A story on which The world would only laugh. Ravindra Kanpur India 07th Jan. 2013 Dedication This Song is dedicated to that Bold Girl Rape Victim of Delhi Who has sacrificed her life So that Other Rape Victims Of India May be saved. Ravindra My Channel on You Tube "RavindraKK1"


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Take me away but I promise to sing a Song

NOTE: I have placed this Poem as a Video Poem also on
http://www.facebook.com/home.php#!/profile.php?id=100001219732381

[ This Poem is dedicated to Freedom of Expression  
and Tibetan Dharma Guru Shri Dalai Lama to support
his struggle for the cause of Freedom of Expression ]


Take me away but I promise to sing a Song


Take me away from such a place, 
Where feelings and emotions, 
cannot be freely expressed. 

Where new thoughts and ideas are crushed,
By the rod of power and corrupts.

Where mind do not get the opportunity to reveal,
its vast sea of beauty and varying colors.

Where love never flies freely in the sky,
while touching the unexplored lofty heights, and
wings of Poetry are nipped in the buds, 
before they bloom and spread their smiles.

Where wind do not flow,
while touching the flowers and buds,
Where the butterflies do not have the freedom,
to show their varying moods and colors.

Where faiths have lost their grandeurs and glow, and
shrines are converted into suffocating barracks.
 
Where love has lost its magic of moving a heart, 
to sing a song and dance on the call of its soul,
Where a vast sea of humans live,
without the freedom of expression.

Take me away from such a land and place,
Where people live in chains under iron curtains.

I promise I will come back to this land one day,
when the breeze will flow freely touching every heart,

When its people will have the freedom to fly on their wings,
I promise I will come back,  to such a place one day,

When animals too would move without fear in their hearts, and
birds would be free to fly anywhere in the sky.

When the morning dew would greet the new rising Sun,
By glittering without fear, its silver and golden beams,
When flowers and buds would freely spread, 
their alluring wings and fragrance in the air.

When the human mind would be free to explore and express, 
its ideas and colors on the canvas of paper.

I promise I will come to such a land one day,  
to Sing the song of joy and mirth.

Ravindra
Kanpur India 27th Aug. 2011

 


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The Memories of a Dancing Peacock


The Memories of a Dancing Peacock 
( Based on a true incident captured in my Camera )



I was in a mood to sing, and

The Peacock was in a mood to dance, 

My singing came, while watching the beauty and 

The beauty started unfolding its wings and charms, 

As if the Peacock was listening the songs, 

I was singing, silently in my mind.  



Oh, what a joy it was to feel and share, 

Those wonderful moments 

I spent with that beautiful bird,

Who kept dancing and dancing,

Till the song continued in my mind silently.



You and I may not be dancing or living forever, O, bird,

But the image, which you have engraved on my mind and

The rhythms of that joy and pleasure, 

Which you have left,  

Would continue to generate always,

The music of silence and beauty in every mind.

Ravindra
Kanpur India 28th December 2011

NOTE:IMP. NOTE: The Memories of a Dancing Peacock
The Photo Poem cum Song is also on my Music Channel
"RavindraKK1" on U Tube. or you simply use this URL

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jlP6Pet7Bgc&context=C3f5772fADOEgsToPDskI2J3Pvz9Qq--9WGYI4adeJ


For my Videos Songs on My U Tube just write on Google "RavindraKK1 
and go on U Tube Channel - RavindraKK1
http://www.youtube.com/user/RavindraKK1?feature=mhee


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Mystique Lady and the Unicorn - Nikko -

Mystique Lady and the Unicorn  (collaboration ~NIKKO)

by: NIKKO

An invisible string was created from the beginning of time,
it is wound around my horn, and bound to your heart
Invincible.
Each time your heart beats, you tug at this string,
drawing me closer to you

You are unaware of this, I love you
yet I fear and resist you, dear Lady
Not only have you captivated me, but my fate is in your hands

I am the last Unicorn in existence

Kings and nobles desire me for my horn, 
for it can purify poisoned wells
and they know only you have power over me

Sweet virgin, all I ask is
one song  to enchant my ears
one glimpse of your precious smile
one kiss from your ruby lips 
one whiff from your perfumed dress
...a single stroke from your gentle hands

and I shall dream of you forever

Betray me not please by handing me to the men

Let me lay my horned head on your lap even just once…
then set me free


by~ POET D.

You are Testing me my rear precious unicorn, 
every King has offered more than our beauty holds.
Unfold I will hide with you in a placed to protect us from every face.
Avoiding your poisonous horn, in which I fail to feed my soul with your purity.
I will move you from this revolution in which has troubled the monarchy.

Medieval strings of power to catch you~ your the last of your kind. 
My Unicorn you are the medicine, the symbol ones seeks to rule darkness.
With passion I hold a belief that your horn can heal illness, 
your strength will carry on.

Every time you returned to drink the waters of a no man's paradise,
I reach out to touch your radiance once a year.
Your horn can cure plague, rage, rabies, fever's and more!
Become my host let me wear you in this mystical amulet.
I will wear you as my jewelry while you lay your head on my lap.
My Unicom of purity, I will never tell the ingredient and secrets we share,
as we got lost in each others stare.

I will ride with you and never betray your existence.
Together we will gather the fresh fruit and CORN~
My precious unicorn my virginity is your dignity.
Bathe with me throughout my imortal long and healthy life.
I'll sing you a song good night.

Ali-corn you are the weight in gold, all emperors, will fall at my feet.
One kiss with my red ruby  lips!

I "guarantee" you a gift only we both see.
""If you believe in me, I'll believe in you!""  <--- (my favorite phrase)



A Collaboration with * NIKKO

~MY COLLABORATION CONTEST~


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Rites Of Passage



lllllllllllllllllllll I haste not I fear not in harmonious cries, I plead where flight has called this mighty warrior red paint upon my cheek O cleansing smoke of wild grass high of resin and sacred bead a vision has taken this warrior's cry anon, to capture a dream I crawl through gates to reach the ledge where spirit and smoke arise and pluck the painted Northern Flora and gaze through Savanna's eyes ^^^^^^^


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Serenity

 

As a peaceful wind pushed long and free
simple love had arrived in perfect time
with a song of jubilation rolling pure through the valley
a seed of love took flight in summer winds  free

simple love had arrived in perfect time
as I lay naked upon ancient rocks of graceful light
a seed of love took flight in summer winds free
Gods grace in delicate strokes touched me

as I lay naked upon ancient rocks of graceful light
with a song of jubilation rolling pure through the valley
Gods grace in delicate strokes touched me
as a peaceful wind pushed long and free 




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my dream

i dream of a place where i have not been
a place that would satisfy me deep within

i dream of a song i have not sung before 
a song that would open every freedom door

i dream of a better Southern Africa
united nations and generations would take us far

i dream of a tribe of kings and queens
a place where there's better food than maize and beans

i dream of smiles in every ebony face
of different colour feet running the same race

i dream of a big African dictionary
where AIDS and poverty are not part of the vocabulary

in my dream i hear God's voice deeply say
"dreams come true, and if you believe, this one may!"


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Cheers and Whistles

I awaken to a lark’s song
 In early morning’s misty light
 Spy it on a branch, softly shaking
 In the gentle breeze, its fewer leaves
 Turned yellow gold
 Surround her so pretty,
 Her song to me. Yes, I know 
the lark sings to me 

Its cheery new day song,
 As if there were no tomorrow –
 It whistles in the evening 
as if there were no
 Yesterdays. Soon it is joined
 By another, oh! What a lark!
 What a pair they make!
 I remember those same two larks
 Not far in the past –
 
Last Spring, they stood together proudly
 Day after day and through the summer; he
 Could go nowhere without her.
 He, was the one who sang to her
 Each new morning, the one
 Who courted her till each sundown,
 Up to twilight when she fell asleep.
 
He was the one she couldn’t do without,
 The one she could love forever, together
 They had built the nest for their offspring
 Now grown,
 Now gone.
 They’d been inseparable from day one,
 Even bickering, just two souls
 Disagreeing - still, he sang
 To her in the morning, sang to her
 Under the setting sun, and
 
In the autumn of their life
 They sang together, cheery
 As if there were no tomorrow
 Whistling, as if there were no yesterday.
 
This morning
 I let out a sigh
 Remembering so well
 The dream I once held
 So tight.
 Will it come to pass?
 The answer came
 From the larks song each morning,
 Cheery, as if there were no tomorrow.
 Whistle in the evening,
 As if there were no yesterday,
 And I sing each day
 With faith.
 I whistle each evening
 To not let the sun go down
 On the morose, My love,
 
I will not let you down.
 
CarolineCecile - 10.12.12


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An Ordinary Man

I want to be inspired to write
    a song people really want to sing;
I want to be inspired to compose
    a requiem for the King;
But, I’m just an ordinary man
    doing the best I can
        at writing poems
            that have no homes.

I want to be inspired to find
    a cure for this cancer thing;
I want to be inspired to reach
    out for the golden ring;
But, I’m just an ordinary man
    doing the best I can
        at getting by
            with the good old college try.

I want to be inspired to lead
    a revolutionary coup;
I want to be inspired to be
    the best at everything I do;
But, I’m just an ordinary man
    doing the best I can
        to make ends meet
            and not live on the street.

I have the motivation;
I’ll put in the perspiration;
I can give it concentration;
But, I lack the inspiration;

Inspire me.
What will it take to inspire me?

I want to be inspired to write
    a song people really want to sing;
I want to be inspired to compose
    a requiem for the King;
But, I’m just an ordinary man
    doing the best I can
        at writing poems
            that have no homes.


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Heartbeat

You can tell the song of the girl too afraid to sing
To the beat of her own drum from miles away
Her song has no life

You can hear the song of the suppressor 
Who makes that girl afraid to sing 
To her own heartbeat 
The suppressor’s song is sung loud 
And with authority 
To cover his own insecurities

You can differentiate between followers and leaders too
 The followers sing an old familiar tune 
Together so their voices blend 
No one can hear individual voices 
There is safety in numbers
 The leader’s song breaks free 
A melody that soars so high 
That others look up to it

Some don’t fall into any set category
 Their songs weave into everyone else’s
 Trying different tunes and octaves 
They belong nowhere and everywhere 
And don’t stay anywhere for long

Others sing their song on a different frequency
 That few can hear and enjoy 
But who’s to say the song is good or bad 
When we don’t take the time
To tune in and truly hear

The songs of man and girl alike 
Flow and peak and weave 
Through melodies and harmony 
That never the earth will leave


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The Song of the Christmas Snow

There is nothing with so much life as a Christmas snow
The crisp air is still as little dancing stars float to the earth
Strong old trees become burdened with drifts of white upon their bows
But seem honored to be dressed in such finery and appear almost to move
In fact, everything has come to life to watch the snowfall.
Then everything is quiet
There is a whisper in the air
It ripples through the trees
See the birds, they are the first to recognize the whisper
As the Masters of Chorus, the birds know it is a song
They sit as true musicians memorizing the lyrics and rhythm
So, the snow speaks, the voice is old, like it has sung this song many times
As the squirrels could tell you this is a lullaby, and they begin to search from their 
perches in the trees for the newborn
And life and love has never felt as strong as now
A horse in its pastures stomps his foot disturbed
Though he hears the song the birds do and the lullaby the squirrels hear, he, 
along with all of the worlds creatures, could swear he just heard a cry
The squirrels chatter with laughter, knowing they where right and the birds take 
up the snow-song to welcome the child they heard cry
And then they stop and the world is silent
The snow has stopped falling
The cry was only a memory from Christmas long past
The child, a child of time whose
 Voice comes with the Christmas snows,
To give every soul the chance to hear
The song of joy and love and beginning,
So it is never forgotten;
The song of the Christmas Snow




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Sweet Sparrow

A song of a sparrow in the springtime.




Birds chirp a lullaby at the peak of the morning sun.
Speedy is the dragonfly, wish I could catch just one.
Clovers fill the meadow and daisies are in bloom.
Brilliant as the rainbow heanen's scent perfumes.
I hear a sparrow singing sweet tunes of joy and glee.
Sing a song sweet sparrow, sing a song for me.

As springtime goldenrods glow.
I see a sweet sparrow perched upon a rose.
Elegant are the carnations,
and honeybees buzz me by,
God's mighty creations of tender springtime.
I hear a sparrow singing a joyful melody.
Sing a song sweet sparrow, whistle in the breeze.

Lilacs spread their fragrance.
Daffodils line the creek.
In the wind the lilies dance,
and crickets chirp at my feet.
I hear a sparrow singing such a sweet tune.
Sing a song sweet sparrow, lift the morning dew.

Sing a song the prince of love and let the music flow.
Drowning in sweet melodies I open my window.
Perched upon the cedar tree a mighty little bird.
Singing tunes of springtime for all to be heard.


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Twilight

Come and hear the song,
The song of the angels,
As the heavens open.
The split of the sky;
The cascading colors.
As the gates close,
Darkness falls over.
The darkness twinkles,
Twinkles with beautiful lights,
Now come hear the song,
The song of the night.
It sings out in a Capella voice.
Sway to the rhythm,
As you succumb to darkness.
The song plays on and on,
Until the morning fires blaze.


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A Simply Fallen Angel

A simply fallen angel. 
Who ventured to far from home. 
She's been captured, bound, and stolen now.
Encased in precious stones.

She wept, slept and kept herself.
Away from worldly wrongs.
In a place of simple loneliness. 
A place of simple song. 

And Our simply fallen angel. 
Who just won't believe. 
I'm a lost ghostwell gathering. 
Or treasure tossed out to sea.
Fallen to a pirate band. 
Then recorded to CD. 
As a simple song of simple hopes. 
Of shining stars thought telescopes.
As hidden light behind the notes.
The music hides from man. 

But as light flies from gem to gem.
You'll hear her holy singing voice. 
And see her holy sin. 

But she has found beauty in this life yet.
As she heard a song and could not forget.
That man she met on Sixth Avenue. 
Who forgot the world and sung the truth.

And on the spawning dawn of judgment day.
You'll hear them in the wind. 
With their simple song of loneliness. 
And their simple song of sin.


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Folk Song of India Farmer, Clouds, Rains and Trees


A Folk Song of India My Video Song is also on You Tube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ukRQxnYGQwQ&feature=plcp Background Note: Its a story of a worried Farmer as his fields were dry because of no rains & the season of planting Rice was passing fast. His eyes were full of tears while thinking, what he would eat & earn if he fails to plant the Rice saplings without good Rains in his fields. The song conveys feelings of an Indian farmer, who often face such situations due to lack of rains. Rains felt pity & flooded his fields or his love for Trees & Nature. Folk Song of India- Farmer, Clouds, Rains and Trees The Farmer was thinking, While sitting near his fields, How, he would plant, The saplings of Dhaan ( Rice). The clouds keep coming, But fly away and vanish soon, There are hardly few trees in the forest, Who can call and attract the clouds. To tell the clouds, The miseries of the farmer, As, clouds never overlook, The wishes of their beloved trees. But the trees could not convey and tell, The tortures and pains, they have suffered, One by one they have been cut and burned, By none other than their own nursing Man. Because of this only , The clouds often do not come, And run away without showering, When they see such humans. The Farmer was thinking, While sitting near his fields, How without rains he would plant, The saplings of Dhaan ( Rice). But that old farmer, Had planted many many trees, Thinking that the clouds, Came down on the ground. The eyes of the old farmer, Were wet and restless, Tears were appearing and were, Coming out, every now and then. The clouds hovering on the fields, Saw tears in his eyes, While wiping his tears, The clouds too began to weep. Then, it began to rain all over, And the fields got flooded soon, The old farmer raised his head, And saw towards the sky. After seeing all around, The fields flooded with water, The farmer with gratitude, Again & again touched the Rain clouds. Tears started flowing from his eyes, With happiness, And the clouds again showered more rains, To wipe the tears from the eyes of the old farmer. Then the time came to plant, The saplings of Dhaan (Rice), Without forests and their darling trees, Clouds hardly showers their love drops. The Farmer was thinking, While sitting near the fields, He would again plant, Many more and more tree this time. Kanpur India 24th July 2012center> Sub in Hon of LisaCooper for her Silver Tear contest


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Ding Dong The Wicked Witch is Dead

Globally, miners jubilantly jump for joy
Smiles on the faces of every girl and boy
The grins of a newly opened Xmas toy
Thatcher’s dead.

Trade unionists bounce along the street
Music blaring and the tapping of feet
From nurses to Bobbies still on the beat
Thatcher’s dead.

Street parties announced in the nation
Satan who brought economic inflation
Is deceased, now’s the time for elation
Thatcher’s dead.

Its times like this I’m sad I’m an atheist
And can only shout and wave my fist
And then go to the pub and get pissed
Thatcher’s dead.


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Unite Blue

Verse 1

I’ve had this dream now for a while,
But the real world’s where I choose to stay,
The time is now for standing up,
To reach out for that brighter day.

Chorus

Unite to lend a hand to those who are in need,
Unite against them, whose souls are consumed by greed,
Unite and lend a hand, and we can change the world,
We’re the ones we’ve been waiting for.

Verse 2

Walking past two souls holding hands,
I see that it’s true love conquers all,
A dreamland where we all sing and dance,
And hands to catch us should we fall.

(Chorus)

Bridge

United, it’s in our hands,
United, it’s how we stand,
United, across all lands.
Empathy, we understand,
Together, it’s how we stand,
Unite with one voice, One Hand.


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WindSong

Traversing passed a moonlit glade,
I spied a nook where dreams are made.
A twilight windsong filled my breast
and cleared a notch where I could rest.

My windsong trilled internal hymns,
as moonlight peered through oaken limbs.
A wise old owl cooed in my ear -
"Compose a song for her, my dear."

A soothing psalm that once it’s heard
will soon be sung by hummingbirds.
Melodic notes that swirl and rise -
akin to lilts in lullabies.

Now in this niche where dreams ensue -
A songbird sings my song for you.




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Messages From Heaven

For 47 years and 2 weeks
He was there by my side
Then the sad day came
When he up and died.

On my way home he was there
And as I turned onto the road to home
Garth Brooks began to sing "The River"
It's message was so profound.

Then at breakfasts some songs they'd play
Were messages to which I could relate
"Remember When," by Allen Jackson
And Garth Brook's song "The Dance"

Rascal Flats song "The Long Lonesome Road"
Could have been his life,
It's message I first misread
Until I opened up my eyes.

With "If Tomorrow Never Comes,"
Garth Brooks breaks my heart
But with his song "Sometimes Other Than The Night"
The message was quite strong.

And then there were times I'd go to town
Where usually business was involved
One of these special songs would play
To let me know he was along.

I'd even turn from station to station
To keep the signal clear
And yes, You are right my friends
One of these special songs would be there.

Yesterday it was "The Dance"
Today I learned the news
The bank had presented the papers on the house
So they could be approved.

Today I learned it had been approved
And Our things we'll once more share
We'll look from our window
And see the buffalo there.

I sometimes wonder if there is a message
In a song Leanne Womack sings
It happens following stressful times
And it's called "I Hope You Dance."

OUR HOME ON THE RANGE, will be just that 
For now till the end of time
And I'll continue to read my books 
Sharing the life the cowboys had 
When the west was free and wild.

This morning when I was getting up I turned on the radio and Garth Brooks had just started singing "THE DANCE".


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We Welcome the Sun

We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun 

A gleaming sunrise is seen in the distance – shedding relief 
Bursting forth like fireworks in the dark blue sky 
Hues of beauty and sincerity washes away our grief
The cheery clouds come together like lovers embracing one another

I’m never waving goodbye
   
It’s so surreal… and magnificent to see this scene unfold
You lift up the sparkling light… you’re an angel from up above
It’s so vibrant – the illuminated sight never dulled 
You bring us luck and excitement – 

You’re as pleasant as a dove 

We welcome the sun
We welcome the love
We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun 
To omit the darkness 
To abolish the distress
To conceal the darkness
And reveal the halo
Hovering around your head
Burning away the dread 
We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun 
We welcome the sun

An ocean of love is rubbing against my feet
Blankets of comfort embrace me now… our love will never dry
You treat us with reverence and I repeat – 
You’re as pleasant as a dove – taking wing from on high 
We welcome the sun in the morning 
We welcome the sun with open arms
We welcome the sun 
We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun 
We welcome the sun 

A speedy breeze is whistling in my ears
Spiraling mad like a spinning top
Spiraling mad with all of its might 
You’re very intriguing – you casted away our fears 
Your gorgeous eyes
Project bright green and blue
You’re special in His sight 
He welcomes you
We welcome the hope 
We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun 
To lighten up your load 
And lead you to the mercy road
Where you and I will escape to paradise
To drive out all of the negativity
To conceal the wretched farewells
To reveal the light in goodbye 

We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun
We welcome you
With open arms 


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Black and White

You’ve maddened me to the core 
You singed me with your ferocious fire
We’re opposites… we’ll never integrate  
We can’t blend with each other…
Your love and I’m hate 
We’re contrary to each other…

So don’t even think about 
Getting us back together 
Because without a doubt, 
We don’t click with each other…

So let us go our own way…

Everything’s black and white
You love to torture me with your deceptive devices 
We’re playing this chess match – let’s fight!
Tonight, you’re going to pay the prices
You’re going to be deleted from my mind…

I’m not the one that should pay the price
You act as if you’re an angel from heaven
But, you’re a fiend…a devil from hell...who needs your advice?
Could someone unchain me from this prison?

So let us prepare for that day…

Fear and bewilderment build inside of our minds
Taking over us…we’re wasting valuable time
Terror and wrath injects into our veins…time starts to unwind 
I’m regaining my glory…this moment feels so sublime  

You think you’re innocent?
I can sense your guilt…bleeding through you
Do you live to feed me anguish? 
Don’t deny it…you crafty demon…no wonder I feel blue

Let’s get ready for battle…
I’ll watch you decay…
IT’S PAY BACK TIME . . .
Taste my fury and my agony 

Everything’s black and white
You love to torture me with your deceptive devices 
We’re playing this chess match – let’s fight!
Tonight, you’re going to pay the prices
You’re going to be defeated…

I scream before nightfall
I close my eyes to kiss my demise
I want to disappear 
Scratch away my desolation
Wipe away my tears…
Spewing out of my eyes…like a waterfall
Tonight, there will be dismay
There will be suffering 
After sundown…
Failure and glory will expose like stars in the midnight sky
Who will earn the crown? 
No one knows in silent wars – who can reveal the light in goodbye
  
Why are we black and white?
Are you too afraid to know the reason why? 

Everything’s black and white
You love to torture me with your deceptive devices 
We’re playing this chess match – let’s fight!
Tonight, you’re going to pay the prices
You’re going to suffer alone…


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You Alone

Look at you, you have found my heart
With love I stare into your eyes
With passion I devise
I can not part with you or can not stop the things I have started

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

Look I walk by your side and I found my self crying
With your hands so soft with gentleness
With your smile so beautiful with carefulness
I do notice life with you without sighing

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

Without a fear of losing you, you are in my visions
With beautiful roses by your side 
I love you more than twelve times
Without doubt I do love you, I care for you and you alone

So do not walk away 
Please lets talk about things anyway
With feelings of letting you go is make me ache in the heart
Do not stop believing my passion has fallen apart

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

Look I want us to grow old with each other through years of journeys
With hope of sharing life of fulfillment that gives us memories
With this I hope to give all of my faith and I hope it is not to late
I Look into your eyes with such full life because you have been my life date

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

And you alone

So I raise my hands to embrace you

you alone



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A Prayer to Clouds for all My Friends

A Prayer for all my friends in America and all over the World This Prayer Poem is for all my friends of America and for all those anywhere in the world who are waiting for Rains.
I have made this Prayer Poem on My Photo Poem and this can be seen in My Photo page on World Art Foundation This Prayer Poem actually supports my Folk Song ‘Folk Song of India -Farmer, Clouds, Rains and Trees’ placed on You Tube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ukRQxnYGQwQ&feature=plcp It may be a co incident but ever since I composed and placed the above Song on You Tube the drought like conditions improved in many parts of India drastically. A Prayer to Clouds for all My Friends O Clouds full of Rains Please go to my friend's place Where ever you see the land is dry And all the fields and trees Are waiting for your showers To get wet and to kiss Your ever refreshing Rains. You bless them With your nectar like Rains So their fields too May yield grains And their forests may be blessed With your love drops To again enfold you In their sweet and loving embrace.
O Clouds full of Rains Please go to my friend's place And give them The blessings of Your Beautiful immortal Rains. Ravindra Kanpur India 15th Aug. 2012
NOTE: Draught like conditions (not very acute almost 50% less Rains this year) prevailed in India in July, but after July last it improved in August and even some parts experienced excessive Rains till 27th August. I had composed a Song around 20th July for the Indian farmers as a Folk Song and have placed it in Poetry Soup on 24th July 2012 and on my Music Channel “RavindraKK1” on You Tube as a Folk Song of India. The Song explains the reasons of fewer Rains in the simple language of a farmer telling the story of Farmer, Clouds, Trees and Rains as a Folk Song of India. Ravindra 27th Aug. 2012


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Grandma Was Dancing

She was a tappin' to the tunes...
of those Mississippi blues...
step-pin' out, in her white...
Pat-en-leather shoes,

We were a watchin' her a prancin',
all through the kitchen, dancin'...
for she was so...hot & sizzlin'...
hummin' to those Mississippi tunes...

Funny curlers too, upon...
her head...for a new... Hair dew,...
she was, a swirlin'-in that bakers apron,
when her head...star-ted a bobbin' to...
those Mississip-pi blues,

'Pots were a knockin'...
Grandma a sockin' down all she brews,
while that kettle there was whistlin',
in har-mo-ny, with them good ole...
good ole...mississip-pi moves,'

That floor there, was a bouncin'
holdin' hands we were a jumpin',
an-a hoppin' In the kitchen, to those...
                  sounds ...
Where Grandma's feet were a stompin',
In her new...New-white-sexy-pat-en-
leather-shoes...
(ya hoo)


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God Watered For Me

One light clap
Then boom, boom
Wind, rain, storm

Willow threw her head back and laughed as the wind whipped her hair
Large raindrops then faster, smaller and plentiful
All the earth was singing praises, the song of the ages, all the earth sang praise

Delighted at the wind~ going out under the eves of the house
Breathing in the moist air, enjoying the zephyr blowing 
I was singing praises, the song of the ages, I was singing praises

Two months since we had any rain to amount to much
All was dry, the plants and trees were hurting, the garden needed rain 
Those irrigating hoses just don't bless the earth like rain

The clouds linger the moist air floats about 
Birds of the air are quiet relishing each moment
Thanksgiving today for God watered for me


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The Climb

This is a song by a teenager MILEY CYRUS.I wanted to share with everyone cause it 
really says alot.Please take the time to read it and hear it's words.
It will help you if your down.




   I can almost see it,that dream I'm dreaming but,
there's a voice inside my head saying,You'll never reach it.
Every step I'm taking,every move I make feels,lost with no
direction,my faith is shaking.
But I, I gotta keep trying,gotta keep my head held high.
      CHORUS...
  There's always gonna be another mountain,
I'm always gonna wanna make it move,always gonna be
an up  hill battle,sometimes I'm gonna have to lose,
ain't about how fast I get there,ain't about what's
waiting on the other side,

 IT"S THE CLIMB.

   The struggles I'm facing,the chances I'm taking sometimes
might knock me down but,know I'm not breaking.I may not
know it,but these are the moments,I'm gonna remember most,
just gotta keep going.But,I gotta be strong,just keep pushing on cause,

      CHORUS...

                              SONG DONE BY MILEY CYRUS.


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My Song

I play a song from in my heart It hums, I strum it every night The notes that float from in my soul Had once been much too sad to write Once I searched inside myself And found the song I proudly play My teardrops dried upon my face And all my sorrow washed away Happiness grew from my roots And my branches reached out to the sky The agony melted away As I watched the sadness pass me by I play this song from in my soul And let it mend my broken heart I feel my being start to fade As God calls my soul to part


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She is Everything I Need to Know

She is my life and love and everything I need to know.
She is my strength and health whenever I am sick and slow.
her light sticks to my heart all day long: she shuns my shadow.
Comfort springs from her arms: she is my pleasant pillow.

A lovely lady, so bright, bold and beautiful.
A priceless princess, so cute, cool and colorful.
She is the sweetest song in my mouth, I can’t stop to sing.
She is my dearest dream, a courteous queen for a kind king!

She is an immortal image, a perfect painting… an alluring art.
She is every blessed blood flowing through my humble heart.
She soothes my soul and spirit with her cheerful charms.
She takes me to a wonderful world whenever I’m in her arms.

A darling dame whose sensual smiles rock my ribs.
She tames my heart and head …with her tender tease.
Her fine face and figure takes me to a sensual space;
She has got a pleasant picture that old age can never deface.

She is the smile I need to make me go the extra mile;
the unsinkable ship that can sail me safely on the Nile.
She is my hope  whenever it seems my life is wearing away
She is a home-maker with a radiant role to perfectly play.

She is an immortal image, a perfect painting…an alluring art.
She is every blessed blood flowing through my humble heart.
She is a passionate poet, with terrific theme, thrust and tone.
She has got rhymes and rhapsodies that thrill me on my throne!

She is a dazzling damsel: a sweet angel sent from above.
She is the reason I am singing this song of life and love.
She is a trailblazing tale, only a wise man can truly tell;
She is that flawless flower for whom I finally fell!

She is my sun at noon and the shining star in my sky at night.
She is in every picture I see, whenever I look left and right.
She is a sweet story without end because words are not enough...
cool, calm and careful but sometimes she appears to be tough.

She is an immortal image, a perfect painting… an alluring art.
She is every blessed blood flowing through my humble heart.
She is lovely, lively and laudable; faithful and full of fun.
She is every thing I need to know, … ‘Is she the one?’

(c) Adeleke Adeite


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Promise

Promise
By: IzaDonna

You were such a young boy
With a tragic past
I know it still haunts you
Feeling like the pain will always last
Just remember, Just remember
I'm here for you
Keep your strength up
And always stay true

Chorus:
So make me a promise
A promise that you'll keep
Better your life
Before your into deep
I'll stick with you
Even when I'm gone
Watching from heaven
As you carry on
That's my promise

I know its a struggle
Fighting the demons of your past
Don't worry brother
I'll pick u up when ur falling fast
And always in my eyes
No matter what you do
I'll always have you back
No matter the decision you choose

Chorus

So when you feel
Like you wanna give in
Keep your head up
Remember where u've been
Find your inner strength
And moving toward
What you wanna achieve
Always push forward

Chorus X2


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A Love Song for the Universe

A love song for the universe
(If all would sing) could travel high,
Its notes of harmony traverse
the paths of stars beyond the sky!

And if all "feeling" souls could hear
A love song for the universe,
There'd be an end to hate and fear,
So join and sing this simple verse. . .

Whose strains sung strongly could immerse
All worlds in peace, sweet melody,
A love song for the universe.
Why can't it be sung easily?

And with eternal hope will cling
All spirits who need not rehearse
What all of us so need to sing,
A love song for the universe!

For diane christian's Inspirational Poetry Contest


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An Ode to LIFE Part 1

An Ode To LIFE


As I lay my head down and start to fall asleep I see myself being carried off to a place and time the place of our Lords birth in Bethlehem of Judea

As in the Bible tells the story of His life and how he lived and died in that human seance and rose on the day He told of

I do not remember being here but I remember the story I was taught so many years ago

As I walk through the streets of Bethlehem I see each scene  and hear  every word as I am learning the story they telling is true

The writer writes of a jealous King  and his way of dealing with his people and of Mary and Joseph who came to Bethlehem to have a child

The story tells of the three wise men  who saw a star in the north and heard of a child  who was born to be the King of the Jews  and come to see and bring Him gifts 

An  angel from the Heavens above came to Mary and Joseph in a dream and told them they had to leave Bethlehem or King Herod would have their son killed 

So they left Bethlehem and went to Egypt and there they lived until King Herod no longer ruled

As I follow along in my dream I see each scene  and hear  every word as I am puzzled by the fact I understand each

I don’t understand why I’m going through this time but I know I must continue on this journey 

As I am pulling through a time where I reach the place of Jesus’ in  Nazareth of Galilee

As I watched Him grow and work in His father's shop I could see the thing in Him that were with me

As I walk along the streets and look around I hear the people talk of a child that speaks of wondrous love that’s all forgiving and of a Father in Heaven that’s loving and true.

By Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS
Copyright 2013

                                                            Inspired by God 

http:paladinnews1.blogspot.com


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Words of Life

Drowning in the pool of anguish…oh…oh…
I’m venturing into the forest…and I want to hear the words seep out 
Release these aching sorrows…I worry my soul’s drying out…
like a drought…
Drain out the fluids from my heart
It’s gouging me…bruising me to the core…

**chorus** 
Embrace the light…embrace the midnight sky…
You fall in my arms – you die so warm
Shed me more sun to lift up my spirits
From the…underground…and release me – I’m breathless
I’m drowning in doubt…ooh… oh… 


Remember me…I’m falling…into my swirling fate…hanging on the roots 
Strangling my heart…distorting in my veins… I’m bleeding so softly – cut out the wood…
Splintering me…I’m shattering… and I’m falling in the abyss
Bring me more radiance from my candle light
Warp me up in bliss…don’t let the midnight sky…don’t take away my delight
From the…ocean…and save me—save me…oh… oh…  I’m failing 

*chorus*

I’m drowning in regret…ooh..oh…
Hit the bull’s eye in my heart…embrace the light
And don’t leave me hanging in the abyss…hand me a kite!
Save me before I fall apart…shut out the night
And don’t let the dusk escape us…

I must confess…
I must confess…
I hate to see you abandon the light…
But I’m not the one to save you from the night
Ooh…ohh…

*Chorus* 

Splintering lies fill your heart 
I want to kiss it goodbye…
But you’ve mastered it like a piece of art
I want to kiss the abyss and die…
Dry… I wanna touch the sky with my whole soul
But I’m failing and the end of time has taken its toll
Tainted sorrow…swims around me…I dwell where the waters depart
But the anguish still swarms in my heart…
I’m failing…my heart stops beating
And my desires are fleeting
From my grasp
And the monsters laugh at me…as I fall… 

*chorus*

Embrace the midnight sky…catch me…catch me…
As I fall in death’s arms…I die so cold
And your heart is made of gold

Untangle the darkness & take away the nightmares 
Answer our prayers & block out the night 
Erase the heartaches & wipe away our tears
Unravel Your words of life & delight


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Song Within Me

Tell me, tell me is it true that a song lives deep within you
In your heart, your soul screaming to come out
Banging on the door, let me in, let me learn, let me love the
one who created all

I want to learn about my God
about his love for you 
his love for me
about his mercy and grace
I want to see his face on the day of days

oh, I know that it is  true
I know there's a song bagging to be free
living within me. 
I want to sing his praises  
I want to sing his name so all may know Jesus. God of Gods, King of Kings shine 
your love, your light, your grace upon me.

God the father, you sent only son to help us find way back to your loving grace 
How beautiful your way, guiding us taday 
Loving us the the way you do

Oh, how I long to know you, to see your holy face, your love and grace for the 
children you create how merciful your ways

Tell me, tell me is it true that a song lives deep within you
In your heart, your soul screaming to come out
Banging on the door, let me in, let me learn, let me love the
one who created all


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THE MUSIC MAN

At eases rest, he sits waiting,
The guitarist.
Withered arthritic hands,
Shake now.
His study gaze strains,
To read the noted page.
Thoughts drifting, pondering,
A gentler pace.
Reflections pause, amongst, 
Remembrance still waters.
Life's forgotten rambler, 
Traveling along destiny’s,
Long lost highways.
Castaways absent player, 
In limbos mindless game.
A migrant hobo, 
Leaving reality's seasonal,
Venues behind.
God's harvest lies beyond,
In glories golden fields.
No lyrics express liberation’s,
Abandonment, freedoms release,
From pains well worn shell.
Lifted above griefs, loving kindred,
Peal away regrets many veils,
Layer by layer exposing,
Destiny's beauty in misty hews. 
A new adventure begins,
On horizons, magnificent canvas,
Behold a grand expanse.
A spirit soars, following an
Everlasting light.
It is peace without expression, 
Mankind’s ultimate fulfillment,
And loves final achievement.
Celebrations joy receives salvation's, 
Lost lamb.
In hymens sacred choir he'll join in,
Playing God's gospel, angel's voices,
Are raised in praise.
Strumming at his best, 
Within divinities,
Heavenly band.
Sweet melodies song echoes, 
Beneath stars shinning light.
The music man smiles,
 I've finally come home at last.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


Details | I do not know? | |

SONG OF PRAISE

I sing a song of praise I sing it for many days. If you learn my song of praise then you 
can sing it in many different ways. I hope it will be remembered for many days the sing I 
sing my song of praise to Jesus Christ the KING.


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No Air

A Girl and a boy both go to music school.
The boy and girl get an audition for a Record Label. 
The both go to the audition and both of them get the chance to go and record there own album. 
The audience loved them and all the judges voted for them both to win the audition. 
They both go back to there homes in the ghettos of Brooklyn New York City.  
The boy was warming up for the Record Label by singing. The girl was also doing the same. 
They both take off at the same time from there houses. 
They both get on the same train and ride together. 
They both see one another and walk up to each other and shaking hands and nodding at each other as a signal to sing in the train in front of everyone. 
The boy pulls out a stereo out of his back pack and turns a a song and they begone to sing while all the people on the train looking at them and smiling. even all the gansters and emo's were looking with an aww. 
The boy and girl got so into singing together on the train that they got really close and personal, making it look like they were singing to each other. 
They touched each other and almost looked like they were about to kiss. 
The train stopped and they both stopped singing to each other. 
They both got off without saying anything to each other and went there own way's. 
The boy met up with his boys and went to the ally to smoke some weed before the recording starts, and the girl went off with her girls to do a touch up on her nails. 
Again they start walking to the studio at the same exact time and showing up there at the same time. 
The girl gets to the booth first and than comes the boy right behind her. 
Than the boy says, "wait am i singing with her"? and the answer was "yes".
The girl was already in the singing booth and the boy and his friends came and started laughing at her in the booth. 
The boy got mad and went into the booth to show his boys that she is hella good at singing. 
The both stand right next to each other and being hearing a melody comes out from the song No Air, by Chris Brown and Jordan Sparks. 
The girl started singing first and the boy followed right after her. 
The boys friends had there jaws dropped by the amazing voice that they both make together. 
The DJ had a smile on his face and everyone was stunned by the way they sound together. 
They both got really into it and started do what they did in the train. 
By the end of the song people were crying of what beauty they just heard. 



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Pricked

Your  love pricks me like a rose each thorn grows but no one knows Your so full of 
it as it shows so carry on now go on, go. I'm fed up with the phony and  i'm 
through with the tears, you couldn't pay me all your money to make up for those 
years. Someone help me I feel faint how could I think he was such a saint and 
worst of all I let me fall into a spiral down below. A magic called love carried 
by the dove of someone I use to know.


Details | Villanelle | |

Fallen Angel Serenade

Angels descending, bring from above, echoes of mercy, Whispers of love, God's cherub strum a song on high Spirit lit in His holiness share a new song with me Serenade me with blessings into His arms, I plea In your celestial presence, my soul caresses the sky Angels descending, bring from above, echoes of mercy Whispers of love, please envelop me for I am weary I embrace the loving touch of God you personify Spirit lit in His holiness share a new song with me Messengers of God carry His love on wings of glory Soaring to new heights, I hear heavenly harps as I fly Angels descending, bring from above, echoes of mercy Whispers of love, angels spread God's true love story Often their whispers are like sacred shouts from nigh Spirit lit in His holiness share a new song with me Singing joyful song, lull me in praise to God gently Shield me from the wickedness of the world, I cry Angels descending, bring from above, echoes of mercy Spirit lit in His holiness; share a new song with me
By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, February 9, 2012 For Fallen Angel contest 5th place


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MUSIC - HAIKU

Play The Radio Get Up And Dance All Night Long Music Heals The Soul


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Last Sonnet



Hither I stand, at crossroads,
And then I gaze, at the yonder end-
The vague horizon from where I began;
And all that I may ever deem
Is that- my days
Have been a waken dream.

Hither I stand, at the edge of my dream;
Then I wonder, at the depth of my trance-
An adventurous journey through the wondrous woods;
An idyllic stroll through the vicissitudinous meadow;
And from the final station as I depart,
All that I can ever say, is that
Perpetuation has been a rouge
Of fleeting phases of my life.


Suyash Saxena 
St. Stephen’s College.


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My Guardian Dear

When I was young I thought I knew 
How to talk and speak with you 
But time has put a wedge between
My angel, conscience, inner being.
I spoke to you , I spoke to you

The one who told me right from wrong,
Comforted me all day long. 
Helped me choose which way to go,
When undecided, I didn't know.
I spoke to you. I spoke to you.

Some call you Gabriel, 
My Guardian Angel, I did tell,
My hopes,my fears,my dreams to be,
Untold to others was free with thee.
I spoke to you, I spoke to you.

Comfortable, believing that you were there,
To guide me through every prayer.
You had a name I knew it then,
I said it time and time again.
I spoke to you, I spoke to you 

I was a child of seven or eight,
I knew when called I need not wait
For you my angel to appear 
To clear my conscience and my fear
I spoke to you, I spoke to you.

The older I grew, less time was spent
Talking to you,trying to vent
Friends became closer to me,
I shared more with them and left you be
I spoke to you, I spoke to you.

Now as I'm in the prime of life
Mother to my son, no longer a wife,
I wonder late at night if you
Will answer my questions like you used to do
I spoke to you, I spoke to you

Afraid to test, afraid to fail,
Wanting and hoping you did not bail 
Praying that your still at my side
To light, to guard,to rule and guide. 
I spoke to you, I spoke to you.

My faith has told me you are here.
Watching me and always near.
My pride, my walls have come down
Last night,I spoke with no one around.
I spoke to you, I spoke to you.

My Guardian Angel you were there
You listened and helped with every prayer,
My hopeless feelings lonely, just me
Ended last night when you returned to me
I spoke to you, I spoke to you
I"ll speak to you, yes speak with you. 







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Filled with Song

My fingers brush the strings of an old guitar, hidden away in the closet in my room.
A small smile plays my lips and I close my eyes, picturing me playing that guitar.
Me singing some song on a bench in the rain.
Singing the music that makes my heartbeat pulse through my whole body.

I can sing. I know I can, I just need practice.
I laugh as I picture the look on my friends faces when I tell them this.
I smile and put the guitar away, all the while thinking of how I'd love to learn to play 
that guitar.
To go to a friends party and sing. To make them feel what I do when I ride a high 
brought on by nothing more or less than music.

Breathless, I sit on my bed, my face glowing.
I will learn. I will learn to let out the song that makes my heart fill with so much joy I 
feel like I'm going to explode.

Still smiling, I put on my favorite music and let that high take me to a higher place.


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Queen Esther The Song

(Esther 5: 2)



(Chorus:  Part 1)

Walk In Majesty
Walk In Grace
Walk With GOD
Shining On Your Face
And You Can Walk
Thru Any Place ...
                      Embraced


Prepare Your Steps
To Bring GOD Praise
Keep Your Stride
A Steady Pace
Walk In GOD's Ways
Thru Every Space ...
                     Embraced


(Chorus:  Part 2)


Walk Like Queen Esther
Brave & Beautiful
Walk Like Queen Esther
Divinely Dutiful

and Every Step You Take
Please Pray
and GOD Will Guard You
On The Way


... Walk Like Queen Esther ...



Walk Like Queen Esther
In Love & Trust
Walk Like Queen Esther
and Move On
If You Must ...

and Every Step You Take
Please Pray
and GOD Will Guide You
Through Always



and Walk Like Queen Esther
Walk Like Hadassah
Walk Like Queen Esther



(Main Song)



The King Held Out To Esther
The Golden Scepter
That Was In His Hand

She Was His Queen
The Woman Who Fulfilled His Dreams
One of The Most Beautiful In All His Lands

There Was No Hesitation
In His Heart's Designation
Towards This Woman Who Stood Royal & Serene

She Held His Affection
and Did Not Suffer Rejection
As She Humbly Walked In, As His Queen

But Oh, The Interplay
of Emotions That Day
Between This Woman & Her Loving Man

When The King Held Out To Esther
His Golden Scepter
... That Was In His Hand

* * * * * * * * * * * *


so Walk Like Queen Esther
Walk Like Hadassah
Walk Like Queen Esther


( Walk-On Hadassah - Walk-On ! )


             Written & Copyrighted ©:  9/17/2013 
              by:  MoonBee Canady


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A Christmas Song for You on Xmas


center Christmas Song for Christmas 2012 This Song is a gift for all my Christian friends on the Xmas Day. Soon I would place it on You Tube also.Merry Christmas and a very Happy New Year 2013 to all my friends. Ravindra You who is our savior sublime, You who made our heart so kind, Through prayer you taught us, To reach near You Through tears you taught us How to pardon others. Through Love and Kindness, You have showed us The lofty heights, Through benevolence You purified the hearts full of sins. And by bearing our sufferings On your shoulders O’ God, You taught to smile even in strife, O God, How beautifully you have taught us, To win hatred with love and sacrifice. Ravindra Kanpur 25th Dec. 2012


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Bird Song

The birds sing a song

On a tree that is very high

Music fill the air


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Drifting Mainly

You belong to me mate 	 ( Intro )
And that be that!
Get on board
And grab your hat!

The ship was aghast at its new passenger	( Verse )
Like disdain for the lives that they now left behind,
Newcomers were scarce 
And they never would last
But I held up my chin nice and high.


The bloke who took me screamed	( Pre-chorus )
“Mop up the deck we’ve got things to do!” 
But I said sir, 
I’m just a boy and don’t know what’s to do.

And he said		( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Taking what’s mine 
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

Taking the seas for more than eight moons
We found islands and loot
That was bigger than most.
The taste of sea air 
With its wind in my hair
Took me away to this new life I lead.

After mopping the deck 
He grabbed my hand and screamed
 “Steer this ship boy!”
But I said sir,
I’m just a lad and don’t know where to go.

So the crew yelled	( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shore
Taking what’s mine 
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

Surprising to me 
Was my unshaven face
The captain looked on 
And smiled with grace,
We stopped at a place 
Where the women were loose and didn’t mind
If we took a peak.

He said “Now you’re a man so let’s get on that boat,
We got places to be and some people to rope,
So grab that sword and drop that mop
Cause you’re no longer a boy in my eyes.”

I practiced the duel with the men in the crew
The captain took eye to my devilish pride,
And he took me aside and said 
 “Even in death I’m gonna miss you boy 
But don’t let it strike you 
Or kill your spirits
Cause even time can beat out the Grim.”

Then in the darkness came fire and screams,
Our vessel had stopped after fourteen years,
The crew fought hard and beat most of the men
But now, my Captain was dead.

We took the new ship watching ours sink deep
Saying goodbye to our drowning escape,
The crew turned towards me and asked
“What do we do?” and I smiled,
And they did to.

And we yelled    ( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Takin what’s mine
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”


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My Empty Spaces- Inspirational Lyrics, Link, and Personal Testimony

Why am I such a dusty window
For your light to shine through?
Why am I just a tiny star
In a sky already blue?
Why do I offer everything
With my heart closed like a fist?
I want to love You better than this

Why do I live like I'm in chains
When You have set me free?
And why do I have to break Your heart
Before I fall to my knees?
I know it's time to pray for change
Give all I have to give
I want to love You better than this

chorus:
So renew me 
Remake me
Undo me
Unbreak me
Come into the empty spaces
Of my broken places
And consume me
Complete me
Pursue me
Redeem me
Let Your Holy Spirit living through me
Renew me

I need You as my refuge
My first and last resort
Be the river always running
Through my deepest thoughts
Keep me in Your arms
'Cause even when I drift
I want to love You better than this

chorus:
So renew me 
Remake me
Undo me
Unbreak me
Come into the empty spaces
Of my broken places
And consume me
Complete me
Pursue me
Redeem me
Let Your Holy Spirit living through me
Renew me

My life bending to Your will 
Seeking You until I'm more and more like You

Heritage Singers: Youtube link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D2h0s5Z0VAw

Since I can't blog, I just wanted to share this song that has been going on in my mind today...an endless loop. God is so good. I'm just so in awe of how patient He is with me. I wander, forget that early love for Him that consumed my life, disappoint, and yet....He doesn't give up on me. I was asked to speak to my church group tonight. Though that used to be the highlight of my life...lately...I went through my old messages...wanting to just...spout out something...but this morning...He opened up my mind. He opened up my mind and just POURED it all in. The whole talk...verses and everything! The title...The Forgotten Verses! I'm going to share about Poetry Soup...how there is a link for good community members who post and encourage other poets....and how as a body of believers, we need to be there for each other...meeting one another's physical, mental, emotional, and spiritual needs...with verses that support. My foundational verse is the one after that MUCH quoted verse of Apostle Paul: I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. WELL KNOWN, but the forgotten verse comes right after: Nevertheless, you have done well that you shared in my distress. (Philippians 4: 14) THAT is community. Sharing in the pain...bringing healing. My heart is full. Please, hear the song and be blessed. Pray for me tonight? Thanks!


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Flow Gently, Sweet Amazon

Sweet Amazon, my River Styx.
Only this time you carried me out of Hell
Into a life that’s real and true.
Shall I now approach the throne of grace
With only shame in my heart and empty hands,
Having sacrificed all that’s good and true
On the altar of other people’s ideas and opinions?

The quiet voice of spirit sings its song of love and strength
From out the Amazonian depths.
It silences the drone of lack and complacency,
The death knell of the common man.

I now drink deeply of the current of my life, my enthusiasms.
I drink deeply from my true love’s flow and majesty.
Flow gently, Sweet Amazon.
Your song is mine to sing.


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BIRDSONG




Beautiful melody permeating the air
Instilling precious feelings of joy and
Rapturous bliss that fills me with
Delight and ecstasy as I listen to its
Sweet serenade filling the airwaves
Overwhelming my being with
Nature's soothing music of the 
Glorious splendour of birdsong





orion
Nature


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Highlands Fore'er

Oh, write tae me of the highlands, 
the crisp air and the damp. 
Write tae me of the heather'd fields 
'ere Bonnie Charlie danced. 

Oh, place yo'r quill upon the page 
and dream a fey song wit me, 
of rock tor's an' crags an' fiords 
which join the raging sea.

Of fair Iona, the Isle of Sky
the Inner Hebrides.
Hike yo'r kilt, strap on the uilleann 
and keen a sweet song for me.

Oh, dinnae tarry beyond the pale,
with the wail of the brash banshee.
 
*Written in dialect in the style of Robert Burns
**Dedicated to our Jamie our own Highlander


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Solitude

Lone, I sit at rivers edge complete
a song through the trees mingle love saturate
calm the flow content as I seek
a solitude of grandeur floats fulfilled inviting spring
a song through the trees mingle love saturate 
compassion abound my soul permeate   
a solitude of grandeur floats fulfilled inviting spring
I drift in completion of spirit loving way
compassion abound my soul permeate
calm the flow content as I seek
I drift in completion of spirit loving way
lone, I sit at rivers edge complete 






Contest



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Exist in Dreams

A dream that dances in waves, and mirrors all you do
So you dance, and hope that some day the song will come from you
This dream is all that exists, and all you’ve ever known
The song is picking up speed, so it’s follow or fail alone

A flame that flickers in sync with the shadows by your side
The rain puts out the light, and causes you to hide
This nightmare is all that exists, and all you’ve ever known
But this song still hasn’t stopped, and so you dance alone

You cherish sand on the banks of a path winding through a storm
This desert trail is all that you see; too blinding to look beyond
This path is all that exists, and the only way to go
Holding close the sand as you sing, just so you’re not alone

The sand is part of the storm that makes you close your eyes
But now the wind starts to slow, and the scenery makes you cry
This life is all that exists, and the only way to go
The sand falls through your hands, and you carry on alone

A love that blooms into being beneath the darkest skies
Is a life that will venture out despite the lonely nights
So scared, but so unafraid to find what you need to be
Despite the fear that prevails, and tells you what to see

The flames steady and still, and a shadow kneeling down
The rain cleansing your heart as all your fears drown
The sand creating a path, and shielding you from pain
And now, with the wind at your back, you remember why you came

To dream a light shining out for all the world to see
To be more than you think, and beyond all that will be
To create a desire to be the creators of our dreams
To become the mirror of self, and reflect our unity


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On The Highway Of Love

The voices that come out of the fog in the night
sound like rhyme :
O…my young lover
Hasn’t it come the time for you 
to open your hazy and lonely heart
and get involved in my sparkling light of love
in the rest of life of yours…
About the very long days
and the great deals of happenings which have gone
you’d better forget them
Never mind.
But just come really closer to me
in my embrace
there will be a warming song of longing for you.

O…my young wanderer on the highway of love
Wake up from your cradle of your passionate lust
Stand up
Be ready and adorn yourself
with the bead of my yearning.
If my longing hum is heard by you from a far
at the crack of dawn
first thing in the morning
give it a hug of yours
because together with the chilly dawn
my warming song of longing will come through.


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Beyond What's Seen

You do not know what I see
I see you crying next to me
I see your pain, I see your tears
Through your laughs, and through the years
Past your mask I see your face
You are hiding in this place
Trust in me, I won't let you fall
You don't have to hide at all

Open up what's in your heart
That is the place I will start
Open up your eyes and see
All that's left is you and me
In the end you'll see the light
Come on, I don't want to fight
Together we will make it through
Come on. Now, It's me and you

Now you can start to feel
How much this love is true and real 
behind your eyes you keep your pain
It's all locked up in your brain
Come on. Now, just let it out
It's okay to scream and shout
I will help you through and through
I will always be with you


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Thoughts of A Song Writer

From my thoughts on the paper in which it lies, 
My everlasting passion is inked as it dries.
The way I feel inside, you might want to spy,
But if you pry, how will my lyrics surprise?
A song for thought will only leave a thought.
May sound difficult, but that’s just how I talk.
I was lost, but I found me.
Dreaming and believing that writing was my key.
The way it flows and the way that it goes pumps me to speak
the very thoughts that many minds chose to keep.
Many rocks I’ve kicked and many decisions I’ve made.
Any wrongs I take the blame.
Tic-tac-toe is only a game.
I plagiarize your eyes with the notes that I’ve taken,
A high note here and a low note there-
You’d swear I’m in your head when my song hits your ear.
Pain recognizes pain
And I’ve have my share of bandages.
 My vibes from life heals the permanent damages.
Thoughts of a Songwriter,
Reaches farther beyond the beat,
Over the lyrics on the sheet,
Not only is it about the speech,
 But more of what the message seeks.
True enough a theme is touched and a heart is rushed.
With the mind-throbbing picture disappearing 
Through the ink of my pen and revealed through your lens,
You can’t hear me, but do you feel me?
I cherish my talent and where it could possibly sweep me.
My doubts and my worries are beneath me.
I love for brighter days and pray for more things to pave.
Call my life my number because its infinite.
Thoughts of a Songwriter,
My mentality drips it.


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Your Whisper

You whispered in my ear,
a breathy secret, hushed.

“I love you”, you murmured.

I said nothing,
lost, in your arms,
I found a home. At last.

“I love you”, you said,
I said nothing,
lost in my thoughts,
I found peace. At last.

“I love you”, you said,
words failed me then.

They still do.


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Favorite Song Lyrics

FAVORITE SONG LYRICS


I love music from Hank Williams, Sr. to Beethoven
Their sounds deep inside my heart are interwoven

But nothing else can take the place 
Of the words found in “Amazing Grace”

The phrase, “to save a wretch like me”
Remind me of God's love, you see

“Who once was lost but now am found”
Show me His blessings that abound

It set me free from turmoil and strife
And gave new meaning to my miserable life

Become familiar with its soulful words
No greater message can e'er be heard

I urge you to learn the entire song
If you do, my friend, you can't go wrong

You'll see for yourself why I say to you 
Let this become your favorite song too  


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Sudden Change

Suddenly the lily opened
Its chalice like petals
Amazed by such delight
Her beauty lightened
My heart to enchantment 
Her perfume lifts my spirit
And I'm in spring.

Suddenly a song rises
From the depth of my soul
My fingers touch the keys
Upon the piano
And begin to translate
The sudden joy it berates.
And I'm in spring.

Suddenly my sadness melts
Away with the lily
Away with the song that dwells
Now in the heart
Touched by sudden beauty
And I'm in spring.

By CarolineCecile
Copyright © 04.20.10 


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Poem Written at the Sussex Hotel, London,04/04/04 After Death Threats

Because I have so little time, I only hope, for what is mine-- in my blood so dark and hot is a bright and fevered spot-- O let me be, to sing again without the penalty of pain, lest I, before my time, be torn from life, and to the grave be borne-- my nostrils full of soil, my ears stopp'd by grave and ritual tears-- O let me be, lest they will tread --my children-- on their mother's head before my song for them is done, before my course on earth is run, before they learn the song I sing: that love can conquer everything.
this poem is written in the shape of a funereal urn


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Heavens divine song

Tranquil sounds of rain collides with concrete.
Birds flee to refuge. A grey skin covers the body of the sky.
The rhythm of rain beating on roofs,
in sync with my heart beat.

Droplets of rain trickling down window shields. 
Rain surreptitiously creeping through 
the cracks of a slightly open window.

Roses at peace,
their rosy red heads upwards. 
listening to the rains song,fervid rain. 
Rain embolden the land,
embolden us sound of tranquility.
Songs of tranquil rain,wet moist,
peace,tranquil songs,calming the soul. 
Sounds of tranquility dropped from divinity. 
For this peaceful song I have an affinity. 

In my cool bed, I lay enjoying my companions 
femininity, as she embraces my masculinity.
Wet rain drips,wet rain drips,falling from divinity.
We kiss to the song of tranquility.


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A letter for you(2)

You must be patient. Look the world and don’t say anything
look at you :The language is source of misunderstanding;
And your rebel golden hair is waving through  
The maze that is golden, too: it will remind you…
I love the round of the wind in the maze.
I love the sound of the breeze, while I gaze
A playtful bird in a the sky an other bird whom run 
-Karen calls this ,challenge, the moments of sun…
Bogardo`s song: “Forests` Fairy, be child again and play with me…”
I saw a green kitten that grew as cat whetting her claws on a tree;
Then ,as Green tigress running a stag in the silent green ;
Impressing dress, swinging long dress lovely waving so green…
This dream ,Daniel ,you may translate at the court of your Queen
You must come back at the same poem,at the same time
I’ll wait for you in the same blessed unforgettable rhyme
Happiness always tip-toes and suddenly brings 
Not only words of optimism, but certain things
Ready to fly with us above the Fallen Crest 
Brave Caryl, the most verses usually unwritten rest
Outside the entrance with many mirrors and wonders.
I’m trying to reply with verses to wonderful senders:
I don’t know why your names as fresh as a daisy                                               
Sound me so familiar that they make me so crazy
To think I learnt your poems by heart once, in the past.
From my monastery called tomorrow, covered by light’s dust
Michael ,you wake up a dream whose echoing like rain 
In my heart's joyous exile, has broken that  chain:
Rapping, tapping, slowly entered my prayer
Taking part to the  River Prayer, my  dear;
But don’t bet on me, because I don’t know if It is written
In the forest to find what you search: I am a silent birch
With the inner song and the feelings of our High Church.
I am the happy lark who meets you, old pelerine Mark
I found …!I found good earth. I’m resting now on this Ark.
From swirled clouds ,the splendid lasting mark
Is hold in frozen seasons and forests dark?
As secret flame of love of life ,of kiss  Of Mark 
Admiring the flight of birds and, the song of the lark;
I stayed a lot and meditated in a hot milk afternoon:
Sue’s  dunes like shapes of acratered 
moon .                                                                       


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Winter Bird

Lovely winter bird 
Perched so high 
Sing a song 
For you and I 

Such breathtaking music 
Filling the air 
How could I ignore 
This song you share 

Each and everyday 
I come to listen 
Your voice to me 
Has become my addiction 

Even the cold wind 
Could not make me go 
I wouldn't want to miss 
This gift you have bestowed 

Again I will come 
To see you tomorrow 
To hear your joyous song 
That melts away my sorrows


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Seven Angels Singing

God gave each a harp...
They sang the song of Moses
The song of the Lamb.

Revelation 15:3


*Wrote for Sweetheart's Angelic Anthem contest


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REPENTANCE

Your touch I feel subsiding 
Your presence no longer near. 
Tell me why the one I love 
So faint I cannot hear.

Your silence is so deafening 
I strive to hear your voice. 
The once delightful melody 
Is now a silent noise.

I long to hear your laughter. 
Your song I grieve today. 
The loving sound of guidance 
Not here, but gone away.

My loneliness consumes me. 
Repose within is spent. 
Until your voice I hear again 
My withered heart laments

What have I done to lose you? 
Where in our love did fall? 
I must have caused between us 
Transgressions after all.

I heeded not your warning 
With sin you cannot live. 
Repentance is my only hope 
Will you, with love, forgive?

I knew your love unblemished 
No spot with you reside. 
But loneliness now bruises 
My heart, with sin I hide.

I must regain your presence 
Confess my hidden sin. 
Wash clean my heart with love's refrain 
And bring your song back in. 


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maybe now you'll notice me

how is it you  didn't you hear her scream
she cried it all in a song for you

how is it you didn't  taste her tears
she served them to you in your precious china

how is it you didn't see her hurt
she painted it all 
in a mural for you
on the walls of your own home
in your bedroom

how is it you didn't you feel her pain
she knitted it all 
in a blanket for you 
 wrapped you in it
 
how is it you didn't smell her fear
she made you a bottle of perfume 
the smell 
overtaking it 

how is it you didn't read it
she wrote it 
all on your my space
maybe because you were blinded
but the again 
she
i
i wrote it in braille for you
i danced it for you
you never loved me
i wasn't really yours to love
i was just rose bud 
you tended to time to time in your garden 
of beautifully bloomed long stemmed  roses
nothing special to you
i hope you regret it when i bloom
oh wait
i
have
and you do regret it
you even wrote it in a song told them to play it on a radio only
i didn't hear it
i turned the radio off
and pick up a book
i like reading better anyway


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How Can I Not

How can I not praise my God
For all the things He's done
He broke the chains that once bound me
And now new life's begun.

How can I not praise my God
He is so very good
I stand complete in Him today
Washes in His precious blood.

How can I not praise my God
For He is my Lord and King
He's put a song within my heart
And unto Him I sing.

How can I not praise my God
For He is my righteousness
He's forgiven me of all my sin
And I am truly blessed.

How can I not praise my God
For all glory belongs to Him
He left His throne in Heaven
To die for all my sin.

And so I'll praise my God today
In song and poetry
And declare today He reigns on high
Worthy of praise is He.


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for Gary Moore

for gary moore...

...ain't nothing but the blues

talkin' sweltering licks

screaming through flaming hues

reaching deep, deep into that wandering soul

of devilish chords on those walkways of paris

strutting and strumming, never taking a mere stroll

so though your time here and now may be up 

and though your moments here and now may be through

forgive me for borrowing your words again

cos' we still got the blues for you...


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The Final Calling



*** ** * in that final hour ye calleth homeward of wispy light daybreak upon feathered love my o my a song everlasting play of valley's soft beauty infinite in one love o how the final trumpet I await...... splendid in cashmere a lit fortress of diamond white love so tantalizing love so complete a song immortal in justice my last hour...divine... * ** ***
Contest~ "My Last Hour"


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Don't You Cry

Well, my mother, she lay sick in bed;
And I can hear the words she said:
Don't you cry little boy,
Don't you cry little boy,
The Lord is near
Well, the doctor said he give her a weak;
Because she is so very week.
Don't you cry little boy,
Don't you cry little boy, 
The Lord is here.

Well, my father, he lay dying in bed;
And I can hear the words he said:
Don't you cry little girl,
Don't you cry little girl,
The Lord is near. 
The day has come and he's with me no more;
With wings in Heaven he will soar.
Don't you cry little girl, 
Don't you cry little girl, 
The Lord is here.

Well, our baby brother lay in his crib;
And these are the words we said:
Don't you cry little baby,
Don't you cry little baby, 
The Lord is near. 
He struggles for breath and cannot rest;
His hearts beats hard on his chest.
Don't you cry little baby, 
Don't you cry little baby, 
The Lord is here. 

Don't you cry little children, 
Don't you cry little children, 
I, the Lord, am near.
Don't you cry little children,
Don't you cry little children,
I, the Lord, am here.


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Footprints in my heart

It should never end
Says this hungry heart of mine.
The lyrics and tunes keep ringing in my head
Even when though am put to rest


The list I've ever played is endless
As much as the sand which is countless
But many of them could not stand the light of day
And without regrets, I threw them away


But what is in this song
That I can see no wrong.
It has become a part of me
Or lets say taken over my whole being


This song will soon end
My heart bleats
But I must enjoy every bit of it
And this I know
That the song never stops down below


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Come Shine Your Heart-Light

You shine your light
With each new write
Helps me and others 
Carry on...

Your Honeycomb heart
Sweetness you bring
Rejoicing unto our Lord
For All our Hearts Sing

You do have a way
Every time I must say
Your Wisdom... Shines
Each word you express
here on line...

True from your heart
You bring... such Joy
Oh... Blessings you give
Each word melodies’
Rings a note.. Love within
Beholds All Keys...

Keep on Shining
Ever so Bright
Beautiful music
as My heart holds on tight
as words of song 
still plays.... lingers on
Words song from Lighthouse "You & Me"

As I Thank God
For allowing me...
to be Blessed with knowing you...
For "You are More"
More then I-anyone could ever ask for

God made you unique... Precious.. 
Come Shine your light for Jesus Christ


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The Song Of The Nation

We sing the song today withal our pride
For the nation who gave us our life,
Let us forgive for a day all enmities
And solely beclam their souls 
Who bled freedom for us to live and peacfully die.
 
Let us unite today one nation not several states
One religion not casteism, one culture not classism,
Let us worship today one idol not millions we reverenced
One language not parted, one trait not fallacious
For those who bled freedom for us to bask and relish the daylight. 
 
We sing the song today withal our pride
For those who sweated for us to gratify our hunger,
Let us praise for a day with all dignity
And give their life a day to live
For those who ploughed and gave the nation its scenic greenary.
 
Let us bestow with one individual not one amongst the crowd
One voice not hollers, one vision not apathetic eyes,
Let us preach today for one regime not unbiased politics
One person not any gender, one love not any protagonist
For those who honored our nation with medals and fame.
 
We sing the song today withal our pride
For those who penned us their creative literally works and arts,
Let us pray a spiritual rebirth with all dedication
And narrate their noble life
For those who treasured our nation with poetries, stories and fine arts.
 
Let us travel together with one destination and no bar
From Kutch to Churra, from the Himalaya to Nicobar
We are all martyrs, let us be blessed by the holy bathe in the Ganga
And unite the masses with the spirit of the song of our nation
For all those who deserve, let us salute for them hoisting the flag
Our Pride, Our nation, India.

 
Note: Dedicated to all the Indians. Happy Independence Day. (15th August, 2011)


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Sing Me a Song

Sing me a song to dry my tears,
One that chases away my fears.

Sing me a song when I am down,
That tells of the love that we have found.

Sing me a song both day and night,
That tells me everything’s alright.

Sing me a song, soft and low,
One that makes my heart to glow.

Sing me a song, loud and strong,
One that lasts two lifetimes long.

Sing me a song from far away,
One that says by me you’ll stay.

Sing me a song both near and dear,
That reassures me your still here.

Sing me a song to lift me high,
That helps my fingers touch the sky.

Sing me a song that’s tried and true,
One that says, I love you.

Please sing me all these songs and more,
Because life is knocking at the door.


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The Bird Song

   The Bird Song   

Icy fingers from the lake
tenderly caress the dew.
Foggy digits turn to vapor 
when the sun comes into view.

Sunlight bursts into the meadow.
Birds sing the song of a new day.
A family of deer finishing up breakfast.
I watch as the fawn begin to play.

Staring at the splendor of nature I'm humbled
by the magnificent day the Lord has made.
I'm reminded of a game of hide n seek as I watch
the sun playfully find the hiding shade.

The trees changing colors tell the season.
As the warmth of summer gives in to the fall.
Time rolling on in sweet harmony.
The bird song a testimony to it all.

As a visitor to this glorious moment 
I must give the Lord praise,glory,and fame.
After a fleeting look back at the meadow
I shall go back from whence I came.


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Song of Gratitude

The day is bright with autumn chill and scented air is brisk and pure
And silent gardens are put to bed, as end of year draws swiftly near
We hear the music of the trees, of rustling leaves of red and tan
Let's sing a song to thank our God, for lavish beauty of this land
While autumn drops across the hills, with stain ablaze in amber glow
And hearts are filled with peace of mind to know He keeps a watch below
The wind seeks out the apple tree and rises with celestial zest
And mighty oaks drop acorns free,  soon squirrels will scurry to their nest
Where ample harvest from golden earth, and flying geese bid sweet adieu
While loved ones gather around the hearth, our Lord, these blessing come from you
And when the trees are stripped and bare, a world takes rest, to start anew
We bow our heads in silent prayer,
             For things like these and many more
                 We sing our song of gratitude.....






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Inspired by "Hymns of Autumn" contest
sponsored by Brian Strand


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Throne Room

The voice of Love is gentle seeks your heart to mend
screaming and abusive speech to shield from defend
kindness you have robed in the heart of your Son
whose disciples are collecting all loved old and young

Grant he will the prayers of those seeking peace
those pursuing righteousness and from tyranny release
freedom from what causes harm to walk in Liberty
to find your joy and happiness to vision given see

God has made the promise in which he cannot lie
the hope of everlasting Life in Jesus never die
Love is as strong as Death a seal set on your heart
when you truly know his Love never from it depart

How pleasant it receives you with joy and delight
like the most beloved when standing in his sight
made like the savour so like honey sweet
a song with it's enchantment no other voice can meet

It cannot be compared to anything but God
for he is its source its living waters laud
the fairest of the fair where desire is complete
this is the throne of God on heart it must take seat

The elixir in the goblet intoxication of sweet wine
how the taste and smell and touch majesty divine
unspoiled and unpolluted its embrace is clean
never will mistreat you be violent or mean

To dare to look upon it and in its depths be found
water it does all life and gives fertile ground
without it there's no Light to life where in darkness set
those who follow hatred live in Death forget

Awake awake oh sleeper lift your eyes on High
Love is the only thing we're assured can never die
It holds the universe together exists for all Time
like God we hold its passing memory deeply in our mind

Fall I do in worship beneath its gaze I bow
that into his presence by Son he does allow
to let us stand before him and take us in embrace
when we become like him we will know his face

sources Song of Solomon 8:6-7 Galatians 5:14-25
1Cor 13:12 1John 3:1-6 Titus 1:2

COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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Tribute to John Denver

“I am a song that needs to be sung.”
Words by John Denver inscribed in Aspen.
While walking the path alongside the Rio Grande
A circle of stones in memory of John Denver does stand.

Inscribed on the rocks are the words of his songs.
They moved me deeply as I strolled along.
Realizing that I was in Aspen because I did spy
A tribute to John Denver’s Rocky Mountain High.

It sparked a desire to experience Aspen for myself.
Now here I am encircled with John Denver’s wealth.
I wasn’t a huge fan, but I did enjoy his songs.
His words stand tall beyond being written in stone.

I moved along the trail into an evergreen forest
Dwarfed by the pines as the river flows toward us.
Emotional connectivity with Aspen’s sheer mountain beauty.
Sitting on a rock in the river my only duty.

Feeling inspired to move again on the trail
An energy spoke to me; no words were entailed.
You are a song that needs to be sung
You are a bell that needs to be rung.

You are the newness of fresh mountain air
You are the energy of spring’s budding stare.
You are the eagle resting in its high nest
Ready to soar through the sky when the time is best.

You are the Rocky Mountain High
Colorado is the place for you to sigh.
Heave out the energy that is stored within
Sing your own song with a loving spin.

In gratitude I salute John Denver’s soul.
In the beauty of the Rockies, he continues his role.
Inspiring people to greater heights through his words.
Thank you, John Denver, for my heartfire heard.




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O Nightingale

Awake now the nightingale
Hid, I cannot see its face
Webs the day a better tale
And soothe the heart with its grace

To hear it sing, one must leave
The chill clamors of the night
And mute thoughts that make morn grieve
And sup its song and sunlight

How sweet on the morning air
It pours its sweet consolation
Free of charge this balm I share
The peace of restoration

O nightingale, o kind muse
O clinic to human care
That I neither bought nor choose
That submission brings me here

How bright you rinse the chill day
And set my hope clean flaming
And sorrows old past away
Your song my joy reclaiming  


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Just One

Just one look can change the way you feel
Just one smile can change the way you think
Just one word can change the way you live
Just one song can change your view on life
Just one person can change the way you work
Just one move can change the way you groove.

With just one look there will be one less lonely person
With just one smile there will be one less grumpy man
With just one word your world will change on child's life
With just one song there will be one more cheer girl
With just one person  there will be a new world order
With just one move there will be a a lot less heavy people

Just one dollar can save a life
Just one good deed can give some faith
Just one talk with an elderly
Can let them see, their not alone
Just one laugh with a little kid
Can show them that, theirs happiness
Just one hug to the homeless 
Can show then that there is love

Wouldn't these little things i pointed out
Make you want to be Just one.
That one person to change a life
All we need is one.

Just One!






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Enjoy the Ride

Truckin' along the road of life,
    Facing the music head on,
Roadside entertainment
    and exits to the past
Fly by.

Wind in your hair,
    A song on your lips,
Desire to succeed
    fueling your life
Full speed ahead.

But in all that determination,

Don't forget to slow down
    and enjoy the ride,
LIfe is about the journey,
    not the destination.

Life can come at you hard,
   take a sharp turn off your desired path,
Bring you tears and pain,

But feel the wind in your hair,
    hear the song in your heart,
Stoking your desire,

So Live, 
    Love,
Let Go,
    Enjoy.


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Babies Silenced

Hello abortion my old friend
I've come to you again__
Because a period not creeping
He left his seeds while I was sleeping
And the baby that was planted in my groin
Still remains
Within my fear of silence

In disturbed dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of the moon lamp
I turn my heart to be cold and damp
When my eyes were struck by a flash of
Small insight
That split  my night
And touched my heart of silence

And in the night light I saw
Ten million babies maybe more
Babies crying with much weeping
People hearing without really caring
People writing names of murdered child never shared
For no one dared
Disturb the cry of silence

"Fools", said I, "Abortion kills
Silenced permanently babies still
Hear my words that I might nurture you
Take my arms that I might hold you
But my words like silent stardust fell
And echoed in the womb of silence

And some people bowed and prayed
To the God of love today
And the song flashed out it warning
In my words that song was forming
And the sign said, "The word of the prophets
Are written on peoples hearts
And that is a place to start
And they're whispered in the silence

(Used /"Sounds of Silence__Paul Simon_Instrumental on YouTube)


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put IT ON REPEAT

This same song I’ve listened to 72 x 72 times and for some reason I feel different every time I listen to it. Same beat, same hi hat, same song. Although I’m like the waves in the ocean this song controls my emotions .For the life of me I can’t figure out why this melody mellows me,how these verses bring me virtue, why this chorus corrects me, and why the bridge besets me.If I knew this song would have this effect I would have still pressed select for this song tells the story of my life how even though I’m not good enough god thinks I’m just right, why every time I cry there’s someone beside me how 
even though I upset him he still accepts me. 
The song has got the best of me so, on I listen 
till I find a new muse. That will make me understand when I’m confused, to take away the pain when i've been bruised, or to simply listen to when I cruise.


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Angels Don't Sing the Blues

Sent down from Heaven, their jobs are sure tough
But they don’t fly away when the going gets rough
They rise to the challenge to bring back wonder and hope
Failure does not happen in their line of work
Cuz’ Angels, no Angels,  they don’t sing the blues

Angels sing strong from the high mountain tops
Sometimes it’s a rock song to wake spirits up
Sometimes it’s a ballad when babies must sleep
Or a love song in country that just makes you weep
But Angels, no Angels, don’t sing the blues

They work behind the scenes to enlighten world faith
Always there when you need’em, our Heavenly base
They make house calls to heal another broken heart
Gatekeepers to the soul, they lighten the dark
The sky is the limit as only Angels can know

When times are a troubling,  their first on the scene
Not afraid to help out or even dirty their wings
The tune that they dance to, comes from Heaven above
Giving rhythm and gospel to everyone they love
Cuz’ Angels, no Angels,  they don’t sing the blues

And you know Angels can’t read music,
but they sure wing it well
As they learn from the Almighty,
Who swings with, the heartbeat of humanity,
From Heavens high hill

Angels sing strong from the high mountain tops
Sometimes it’s a rock song to wake spirits up
Sometimes it’s a ballad when babies must sleep
Or a love song in country that just makes you weep
But Angels, no Angels, don’t sing the blues

They just don’t sing the blues
No, Angels don’t sing the blues
Angels don’t sing the blues


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Song of Songs

Oh to sing the Song of Songs
and within his arms belong
there to look upon his face
is the dwelling of heavens place
 
with ones tears to wash his feet
and know his favor is complete
to share his table and his wine
and be bathed in Love divine
 
Perfect Love does cast out fear
when you walk with God so near
and when I become his lover
proceed he will my sins to cover
 
When born from God your free from sin
because the seed of loves from him
but the planted seeds must grow
spirit will teach what you must know
 
Not every spirit is from God
but only those who Jesus laud
that Jesus has come in the flesh
was propitiation with his death
 
That no lier works the truth
the serpents tongue a sayers sooth
practice of transgression commit
doing what love does not permit
 
If you walk in love you will not sin
or practice harm to other men
if for Love one becomes hated
from the world such is fated
 
That whosoever hears his voice
knowing loves the only choice
will be the one to overcome
walking as if already done
 
He who does not love knows naught God
nor in his path will he trod
but he that gave his life for us
and in him we will put our trust
 
Love is always perfect but I am not
covering for sin has Jesus bought
to purchase my life did he pay
the possession of Love forever stay
 
know little children love is from God
and he who walks with God walks in Love
 
source 1st John
Apocalypse 5:9-10 14:3 15:1-4
and Song of Solomon

COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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She is everything I need to know!

She is my life and love and everything I need to know.
She is my strength and health whenever I am sick and slow.
She sticks to my heart all day long: she is my sure shadow.
She comforts me all through the night: she is my pleasant pillow.

She is a lovely lady, so bright, bold and beautiful.
She is a priceless princess, so cute, cool and colorful.
She is the sweetest song in my mouth, I can’t stop to sing.
She is my dearest dream, a quiet queen for a kind king!

She is an immortal image, a perfect painting… an alluring art.
She is every blessed blood flowing through my humble heart.
She soothes my soul and spirit with her cheerful charms.
She takes me to a wonderful world whenever I’m in her arms.

She is a darling dame; her sensual smiles rock my ribs.
She tames my heart and head …with her tender tease.
She has got a face and figure that takes me to a sensual space;
She has got a pleasant picture that old age can never erase.

She is the smile I need to make me go the extra mile.
She is the unsinkable ship that can sail me safely on the Nile.
She is my hope and stay whenever it seems my life is wearing away
She is a home-maker; she has got a romantic role to perfectly play.

She is an immortal image, a perfect painting…an alluring art.
She is every blessed blood flowing through my humble heart.
She is a passionate poet, with terrific theme, thrust and tone.
She has got rhymes and rhapsodies that thrill kings on their throne!

She is a dazzling damsel: a sweet angel sent from above.
She is the reason I am singing this song of life and love.
She is a trailblazing tale, only a wise man can truly tell;
She is that beautiful butterfly for whom I finally fell!

She is my sun at noon and the shining star in my sky at night.
She is in every picture I see, whenever I look left and right.
She is a sweet story I can’t exhaust because words are not just enough.
She is cool, calm and careful but sometimes she appears to be tough.

She is an immortal image, a perfect painting … an alluring art.
She is every blessed blood flowing through my humble heart.
She is lovely, lively and laudable; faithful and full of fun.
She is every thing I need to know, I need not ask… ‘Is she the one?’


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Dock Of The Bay

Back in the summer of 69
                            I remember sitting on the dock of the bay
                                     watching the boys of summer
                                   build their love shacks love shacks
                                    girls were playing twister and
                                   sipping on pina coladas all day
                                     feeling kind of groovy  groovy
                                    I couldn't get much higher higher
                                     with these such good vibrations
                                     from the summer in the city
                                     way down in Key Largo
                                watching my beach baby beach baby
                                           from the dock of the bay
                                   





Just Something I was working on
for a song Used all summer songs LOL
Hate to see the summer fun end




This Song Is Written By Me 
And Now Is It Is Published Thru N.W. Alabamba


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GOLDEN JERUSALEM

GOLDEN     JERUSALEM

In the desert sand nothing flowers except ideas 
Yet in carpets of flowers it is suddenly blessed:
In the steps of  Jesus,  Mohammed and Moses
Towards Jerusalem never at peace never at rest.

Suffering long from  Babylon and  the Roman pogrom,
And from the  barbed wire of Auschwitz,   comes
A people with heads bowed in centuries of serfdom,
A people with eyes raised towards Jerusalem’s domes.

A young girl’s voice leads the song in a minor key
Always  in tension.  Always incomplete the melody.
To a single goal, the city of God, is the long journey:
Tomorrow Jerusalem,  but  will we yet see?

Moses was forbidden to enter the promised land;
Mohammed had to flee from there; Jesus went there to die.
It is always tomorrow in Jerusalem, never today.  In the sand
An impossible dream,  impossible idea of perfection may lie.

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Note

Although not in any way based on the lyrics of the song, 
this poem was entirely inspired by the song  “Yerushalayim 
Shel Zahav”, an Israeli folk song  composed in 1967, a most 
beautiful sound experience.


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Sing Me A Song Of Love

Sing me a song of love:
A song of passion,
A song of emotion-
One that's true and genuine filled with everlasting devotion.

Sing me a song of love:
One that is sincere, 
One with compassion,
One of truth-
One that springs from the well of hope, eternal.

Sing me a song of love:
One of deep admiration,
A song of purity, of commitment, of family-
That bonds and can not be broken by the chimes of time
A song of love in rhythm and rhyme.

Sing me a song of love:
One so strong that it rights the  wrongs and
Lessens the hurts of past disappointments and makes life worth living-
Never to be taken for granted or given up on.

Sing me a song of  everlasting joy, peace and love-
One that as a child of All Mighty God, I am so deserving of.


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11 11 angels time

           11 11 angels time
In between two trees
I lay with my mat 
tied on both 
Trees
Oh I love the wind 
The shade from the trees are nice and sweet
Like I relax
Without a stress 

11 11angels time
It started to get dark 
And the stars was 
On the sky
I was in a good mood
As I count the stars 
And make wishes 

11 11 angels time
I had a voice speaking 
To me saying
wish come true 
When is at 11 11 
eleven eleven 

11 11 angels time
I asked why will wish 
Come through at 11 11
The voice replied
Is the time angels grant wish 
To every soul that live with 
Love

11 11 angels time
Lastly the voice said
Love is 
Lift others 
value earth l.o.v.e
For out of sacrifice all
Was made with out a cost.


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Are You Fearful? Don't Be!!!

In today's world we all have so many fears.
I have been full of them for the last few years.
     
I know the Bible says not to be fearful but have joy.
I know it's right, and that takes a lot of work, Oh boy!
      
Yesterday is gone, but the fears from it remain.
I remember those fears, plus those from today, a pain.

Tomorrow is not here yet, but I even fear it coming.
Even though I go through the day most of the time humming.

I shouldn't be fearful, but should try to remember this.
That God in His greatness, knows not time and please don't miss:

He was there yesterday,  He's here today, and guess what?
He's in tomorrow already...so I tell myself a lot.

To sing this song and keep myself reminded where....
"Fear Not Tomorrow, God is Already There!"


* To hear this song go to www.youtube.com and search for "Fear Not Tomorrow"
by the Collingsworth Family...Listen to the words of Carolyn Atkins...Believe me...it will be 
worth your time and effort!!!



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Yet There


After the last time I heard your voice
I came out of the room where I stayed
At the sight of the not so bright day
Your voice came reverberating
Mild and solemn and succinct 
Like a love song to love birds
Every moment was unique and worth while

I looked around 
You were there but I could not hold you
Your scent filled the air
And the voice was loudest and so very close

Where are you?

This assurance was strong and the confidence was sore
Here comes the love of my life
The love song my heart delights 
The warmth that livens my day
The solace that keeps my heart

My strife is over
My labor is gone
Behold my heart has come to me.


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RAIN FALLING IN OCTOBER

It's so mild in the quite suburbs
with rain falling in October,
and unable to sleep, I face 
insomnia for certain;
rain, keep on falling and let me hear
that steady, pelting sound on
the closed windows....a melody for
the saddest song should be written.


I must choose the right mood,
a minor scale to match this melancholy,
and a slow tempo growing into a crescendo,
and I could even throw in a scherzo;
and transport it with a C Major to smooth
some sadness out of the melody,
which tomorrow somebody
will hum, or whistle by learning the easy tune.


Hoping this song will be a hit,
thanks to the falling rain 
in October for the sudden inspiration...
when I couldn't think of anything else!
Wishing the rain would stop at six,
so I could see the rising sun across
the eastern sky and listen to the lark
that built his nest under my windowsill.


It's past sunrise, and the shimmering clouds hesitate to leave,
and with nothing to look forward to... I must believe
that the rain falling in October, 
can teach me the game of solitaire;
and pinned against my warm pillow,
I don't have anything to share but sorrow!
Flap your wide wings, friendly lark and repeat my song,
note by note; and without a lead sheet, I can't play it for very long...


Copyright by Andrew Crisci


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A thing of time and patience

When the potter started to clay
out of wisdom,moulded in stages
 light,separating night from day
 and within time perfected all pages.

A thing of time and patience
 blesses the shoulders of the wise 
and the trueness of a firm conscience 
builds solidly joy in the eyes

for what patience can't do,
impatience does neither
though tomorrow seems odd 
 for the hangs that swim quicker.

But hear therefore the song of the shephered
 "in the watchful eyes of season the rain must clatter dusty grounds,and dusty 
ground  sprouts forages ,and forages bost the thigh of sheep "

so therefore guide your craving in the tickling of the clock,
and where delay seems as dailies or fog seems to cloud the sky 
sing the song of the shepherd.


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God gave me a New Song-Within My Heart- I Sing

There is a New Song
Tis Written down in Glory
For God so Loved the World
This is Not just a Story

He gave His all.. and All
For you and me
He came to this Earth
To set us Free

I have a New Song
God has given to me
Spread His Word
Diligently 

For whomsoever shall come
To Jesus Christ
Believe..  Shall receive
Obtain Eternal Life
Born-again.. 
Only Through Jesus Christ

God gave me a New Song within my heart
Tis I sing
Glory Glory to Our King
For He gave His all in all
For you and me
So we can be with Him
In Eternity

New Song Written in Stars
Time… is Now
Come to Christ
Receive Eternal Life

For soon shall be
Whomsoever believes
And Knows.. and becomes
Born-again.. receives Eternal life
With Our Savior Jesus Christ

Come to Jesus
While tis time
Don’t wait another moment
For No one knows when Jesus 
Shall return 

Jesus shall come like a thief in the night
He shall come unexpectedly
Come to Jesus... 


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Indelible

If you listen to the words of this song your soul will display.
Nearer to the truth of faith, will all the words show truth.
Do it in the name of Heaven, be justified in the end.
Every time I recall this line, my heart flutters in dismay.
Lost treasure on mountain, to die for it would be uncouth.
Intelligence to be your guide, all their treasure would send.
Building greed and destruction, sharing was offered to all.
Let peace shine upon the earth, good will and love to all men.
Every war has been fought for good, though it served only sin.








“One Tin Soldier” is the song that had an everlasting thought and impression upon my life.


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New Song--God's Blessings

There is a New Song
Tis Written down in Glory
For God so Loved the World
This is Not just a Story

He gave His all.. and All
For you and me
He came to this Earth
To set us Free

I have a New Song
God has given unto me
To Spread His Word
Diligently 

For whomsoever shall come
To Jesus Christ
Believe..  Shall receive
Obtain Eternal Life
Born-again.. 
Only Through Jesus Christ

God gave me a New Song within my heart
Tis I sing
Glory Glory to Our King
For He gave His all in all
For you and me
So we can be with Him
In Eternity

New Song Written in Stars
Time.. is Now
Come to Christ
Receive Eternal Life

For soon shall be
Whomsoever believes
And Knows.. and becomes
Born-again.. receives Eternal life
With Our Savior Jesus Christ

Come to Jesus
While tis time
Don't wait another moment
For No one knows when Jesus 
Shall return 


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Armagh to Arizona - Song of My Soul

Ireland,
 ancient song of my soul,
a haunting melody 
that strains against the wind
and leaves me searching 
for my distant pasts.

Monasterevin, Armagh, Inish Mor…
I hear your voices.
The breeze on your emerald grass
like a pennywhistle plays, 
while the waves on your rocky shores
like boudrans pound out
“Come Home”

In the green fields,
Roots run deep,
Intertwined.

Wandering trails, Armagh to Arizona,
Endless searching for the songs of the past,
 Riding ancient roads, St. Mullins to Oklahoma,
Within the Circle that always will last.

Tsa-la-gi, 
song of my ancient soul,
a lyric chant
that floats across time
and whispers to me
to seek out 
Kindred Spirits of the Circle.

Tennessee, Trail of Tears, Tahlequah…
I hear your voices.
The breeze on your bluestem
like a cedar flute drifts upward,
while the rain, heavy on sandstone
like ceremonial drums beats out
“Come Home”

In the red dirt, 
Roots run deep,
Intertwined.

 Familiar trails, Galway to Oklahoma,
 No fears of what the future will bring,
Roscommon to the desert Saguaros of Arizona,
 Hear spirit chorus of the Old Ones sing.

Destiny,
song of all ancient souls,
timeless hymn
that wafts through shadow-lives
and murmurs to me
to grasp and keep close
those with like hearts.

Arizona, Kansas, Montana, Oklahoma…
I hear your voices.
Your breath on the air
like pipes sings the song of forever,
while your hearts full of memory
burst with recognition and throb out 
“Come Home”

From one side of the Earth,
through the center to the other,
Armagh to Arizona,
Doolin to Oklahoma,
Green fields, 
Red dirt,
Roots run deep,
Intertwined.

 Boudran beats slowly,
 Cedar flute rings lowly,
 Singing the songs of the places I’ve been,
 From sweet Ireland’s green valleys,
 To the red dirt beneath me,         
  My soul keeps dancing around the Circle again.


Note: Tsa-la-gi = Cherokee language for the name Cherokee.
Italics sung to the tune of “The Bard of Armagh”, AKA “The Streets of Laredo”


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A song from above


                       There is a song from above 
                       That takes away our tears
                       Flowing freely from above
                       Like a stream of flowing river.
                       It’s God’s melody of love
                       That quiets all our fears

                       A song the God composed
                       Like an orchestra, it flows.
                       By his angels, it descends.
                       To the saints and the faithful below
                       Abundant life, it gives to behold.
                       A heavenly symphony at glow.
                       Too fine for mortal heart to withhold.

                       The song softly goes forth 
                       Every moment, every hour
                       But when the human soul, encompassed
                       With earthly decayed showers
                       Like the garment of filthy robe descend.
                       And the song is no more ours.

                       Oh heavenly father
                       By thy own Holy Spirit
                       Send down the heavenly music
                       So true, so beautiful
                       And so soul refreshing 
                       That those who hear it
                       May long to hear it more.


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Song of the Heart

Song of the Heart

Quietly,
pianissimo,
the melody begins
softly,
smoothly,
as the wooing takes center stage
wrapped in gossamer strands of moonlight
her eyes twinkling with the stars
glisten as tears of unbridled emotion slip down her cheeks.
He caresses her heart, gently tempting to her to wing
the song intensifies, crescendos,
and her heart bursts forth into the starry night
pounding with the timpani,
resounding with the woodwinds
and as the song quiets once more,
gently alighting 
back into the hands
of the man who set her free.
They nestle together in contentment
as their hearts pound, 
echoing the song in their souls,
anticipating their journey into the unknown symphony.


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What The Thunder Said

Again, the great slow rolling rumble
As the gray shield of the sky shakes above.

     It comes as does some giant, or prowling beast of such kind
     Black, swollen with rain
     Gliding with easy step above the city
     That lies so inconsequential beneath its tread,
     Booming its way towards its private destination
     Utterly unmindful of the tiny beings far below.

With the most careless of shrugs,
It may snuff out their little electric fires
With the humming force of its own,
And nothing they can do can prevent it.

     For this is the way of storms,
     Dying in majesty as they pass over the land;
     Sinking into the earth with their rain,
     There to be pulled back to the sky by the sun
     To be born anew, and resume their endless march to the sea.

It calls to the sea in its own ancient tongue,
In rolling booms, a voice of some huge mad surf
Calling down its name to Forever
From far shores no man may know.

     And so we of the world below go our little ways,
     Flinching now and then as the great song goes rolling on above,
     Failing to realize how the oldest parts of ourselves
     The parts built up from countless lives of plant or animal, cell by cell
     That these parts understand the thunder's tongue
     No longer harkened to by our distracted minds.

I heard the thunder's song once and understood it
Once, when I lay abed not thinking,
As just another animal in its lair, feeling it pass.

Speaking through my bones, it sang:

     "We are not so separate.
      As you are now, so once was I;
      As I am now, so shall you be.
      My rains are in your blood
      Your blood shall join my rains
      And we shall drift together to the sea
      To be reborn into a milliion shifting forms
      Which all shall die and drift and take other shapes again,
      Times beyond counting."

We are kindred, and beneath that we are One;
That One looks upon Itself,
But Its busy Mind misses the reflection on purpose,
Caught up in delight at the dance of the forms it dresses in.
We are all kindred, caught up in the mystery
Of being parts of That which has no parts.

     This being so, it seems well to remember besides,
     That which my blood heard in the sighs of falling rain:

"It is Sacred
He is Sacred
They are Sacred
We are Sacred
You are Sacred
I am Sacred
All are Sacred
All is Sacred."


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song to Jesus

song to Jesus

my heart sings a wonderful song.
my soul your home
the way you make me so strong
i never listen to the words until
you made them a song that plays out
each day in my heart
i feel like i am in your heavenly choir
my voice my soul rings higher
your heart is so vast like the enormous
sea
please show me how to sing
chorus
use my voice use my soul
your in control, here take my heart
sing the song jesus
i know we will
never part
i hear your message jesus they play like a
song that never ends with sweet harmony
i play my guitar and musical colors draw
love on my heart
you my jesus are special song
i hear it in my heart and want the world to hear it
may your golden light shine on me and show me how to play your special song 
every day of my life

thank you jesus for helping me and courage me to write all the time
copyrighted by penny lapsley 2008 


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The Sweetest Song

Lord guide me in Jesus name
And let me sing a sweet refrain
A melody to touch your soul
A Godly song that wont grow old
A song inspired by your love
That’s sung by angels high above
A psalm that speaks of God’s own Son
And of the victory that He won
O’er the world, the flesh and Satan’s grasp
O’er all our sins of the past
He took sin’s power and made it  null
On a hill known as the Skull
‘Twas there the sweetest song was sung
When Jesus uttered “it is done”.


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Glory To The Lord

Glory to the Lord, glory to the Lord
He has saved my soul
Glory to the Lord, glory to the Lord
He has saved my soul
I was dead yes before
Now I live for evermore
Glory, glory to the Lord
Changed my life from bad to good
Now I'll praise Him like I should
Glory, glory to the Lord
Glory O glory this song is my testimony
Glory, glory to the Lord
Glory O glory this song is my testimony
Glory, glory to the Lord
Yes He died on Calvary now He lives inside of me
Glory, glory to the Lord
When I think of what He's done
I just want to sing this song
Glory, glory to the Lord
Glory, glory to the Lord.



This poem is also a song and is now on Youtube


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making it great in 2008 (part13): with a song and a prayer

life is filled with many problems and many struggles
but with a song and a prayer go to God with all your troubles
as death is a certainty on which you can rely
for as sure as you are born one day you will die
trouble is always on the horizon and some type of storm is coming your way
so how do we as Christians maintain our hope and joy from day to day?
the subject of math is teaching one how a problem is solved
but the math of life is a series of problems that we need to resolve

the citizens of Philippi were upset by those things that had prevailed
when Paul and Silas rebuked that evil spirit and were thrown into jail
falsely accused of creating an uproar when they preached the Gospel of God
beaten and then incarcerated for what was in their hearts
that demon spirit of soothsaying had called Paul and Silas out
so they then confronted it and in Jesus' name knocked it out
but while in jail at the midnight hour Paul and Silas knelt down to pray
to God who is always in the midst whenever trouble comes your way

with a song and a prayer they called on God's saving salvation
and then suddenly it felt like an earthquake shook the jail's foundation
all the cell doors were then thrown open
all the iron shackles were miraculously broken
the presence of The Holy Spirit was inside of that filthy jail
the presence of The Lord our God was inside of that prison cell
The Lord Our God was there at the midnight hour
The Lord Our God was there with His mercy, grace and power

with a song on their lips and a prayer in their hearts
Paul and Slas called forth the saving grace of Our God
they were accused unjustly by an angry and greedy mob
mad because without that soothsaying spirit the people they could no longer rob
but with a song and a prayer Paul and Silas called on He
The Lord Our God Jesus the Christ who'll always give you victory

for whatever in life you mess up
God will then dress it up
and whatever in life you happen to drop
God will lift it like cream to the top
make it great in 2008 by singing and song and to God start to pray
let the presence of the Holy Spirit revive you this day
and when you're in spiritual bondage and you need a wake-up
allow God and the Holy Spirit to come in and shake things up
Jesus will calm the storms and wrestle with your struggles
and the Holy Spirit will comfort you in your times of trouble
with a song and a prayer call on God and don't hesitate
let Him into your life and make 2008 great


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Hands that Held the Rein

Locked in the history through the doors of his mind
Are the remains of an unwritten contract he signed.
The rules he lived by with his own flesh and bone,
Wrote in his blood and signed alone.
An Indian father or a Spanish bride,
The white mans greed won’t alter his stride,
The black mans courage with endurance within,
Mixed with trials errors and mortal sin.
Through the hardship and horses through courage and pain
These are the hands that held the rein.

Annie Oakley, Kitty Wilkins and Bell Star,
Combined lace with leather and created a gender scar.
From Picket, Custer, and Crazy Horse,
These are only a few who would not alter their course.
And those less know on Oregon’s trail, 
Who sold all they had and to the west set sail.
Chisholm, Goodnight and French, some of the Cattle kings,
They all are the reason a cowboy sings.
And their blood still flows through our veins, 
These are the hands that held the rein.

Forgive them for they knew not what they done,
As they settled the west with hand and gun.
Fought for open space they went through,
Not knowing that greed and politics followed them too.
Restless by nature a curious kind,
Searching for answers they will never find.
An unwritten code he rides for the brand,
It pumps through the veins into the soul of this man.
He gathers those memories and tries to remain,
These are the hands that held the rein.

Writing no letter for he can’t but he would,
To who he’s not sure but it is understood,
There is no place to send it anyhow,
So he saddles his pony and rides for the cow,
Sings a song and says a poem in rhyme,
To cut the quiet and pass the time.
That helps keep the stories of his horse and life,
As he sings of a friend and dreams of a wife.
Through the doors of his mind those memories remain,
For these are the hands that held the rein.
Like shuffling a deck he’s held in his hand 
He has gambled his life and made a stand,
And made a vow he will try to fulfill,
With the luck of the draw his blood flows still.
To the next generation, with changes in time,
We still hear his stories in song and rhyme.
And if one more day could be spare 
For the songs sung and poems shared 
Let him live just one more day,
Let him ride for the brand and draw his pay.
In our future let our history not be in vein,
For our hands are now what hold the rein.  


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Sing A New Song! ! !

 Sing A New Song! ! !
   
 
  Singing to each new day a new song
Sing out Strong
Thy Life, it is thy song
Thy song is thy gift

The gift to be given to everyone
All across the earth
A song for all nations
Tribes, tongues

Songs of honour and majesty
will be sung 
Joyous sounds from many lungs
Man, Woman, Child

Rejoice, Again Rejoice
'Let the Heavens be glad and the earth rejoice; 
Let the sea roar, and all that fills it' (Psalm 96: 11) 

The skies will open up
The brightness will blind us
This is the day we meet our Lord
Our Creator
Our Savior 

Peter LeBuhn 
 
 


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WHO IS HE???

You hear the song Jesus Loves Me
You sing along cause you know it
but is it mere words nothing to it
a nice song you've heard 
or could it be true
would you know what to do
if someone asked you
Who is He that your singing about?
Who is He does He really care?
Can you tell me who He is?
Do you know who He is?
We tell everyone that Jesus loves them
Do they really understand what that means 
all that He did
so others could live
He's not just a man 
look at His nail pierced hands
would you know what to do
if someone asked you
Who is He that your talking about?
Who is He does He really care?
Can you tell me who He is?
Do you know who He is?
DO YOU KNOW WHO HE IS?????


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On Eagles Wings

Above the Altar of our Church
There hangs a large Cross
To tell of Christ's punishment
For trying to save us all.

And when the light hits the Cross
I can not help but stare
The shadow that I do see
Brings to mind the song "On Eagles Wings."

The shadow of Christ's arms and hands
Are the wings that soar the land
And from His body and the cloth drape
The Eagle's body and tail take shape.

I realize I tend to see
Things no one sees but me
That's alright because I know
Christ hovers there above for us below.

And each time I see this Cross
I think about the one's I've lost
And know  they're so much better there with Him
Free from pain and whole again.

And as the song echoes through my mind
I look to this Cross and it fills my time
Knowing one day we'll ascend on Eagle's wings
And reside in Heaven with Christ our King.


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Armagh to Oklahoma - Song of My Soul

Ireland,
 ancient song of my soul,
a haunting melody 
that strains against the wind
and leaves me searching 
for my distant pasts.

Monasterevin, Armagh, Inish Mor…
I hear your voices.
The breeze on your emerald grass
like a pennywhistle plays, 
while the waves on your rocky shores
like boudrans pound out
“Come Home”

In the green fields,
Roots run deep,
Intertwined.

Wandering trails, Armagh to Oklahoma,
Endless searching for the songs of the past,
 Riding ancient roads, St. Mullins to Claremore ,
Within the Circle that always will last.

Tsa-la-gi, 
song of my ancient soul,
a lyric chant
that floats across time
and whispers to me
to seek out 
Kindred Spirits of the Circle.

Tennessee, Trail of Tears, Tahlequah…
I hear your voices.
The breeze on your bluestem
like a cedar flute drifts upward,
while the rain, heavy on sandstone
like ceremonial drums beats out
“Come Home”

In the red dirt, 
Roots run deep,
Intertwined.

 Familiar trails, Galway to Oklahoma,
 No fear of what the future will bring,
River Shannon to the muddy banks of the Red,
 Hear the spirit chorus of the Old Ones sing.

Destiny,
song of all ancient souls,
timeless hymn
that wafts through shadow-lives
and murmurs to me
to grasp and keep close
those with like hearts.

Green Country, Panhandle, My Oklahoma…
I hear your voices.
Your breath on the air
like pipes sings the song of forever,
while your hearts full of memory
burst with recognition and throb out 
“Come Home”

From one side of the Earth,
through the center to the other,
Armagh to Oklahoma,
Doolin to Chelsea,
Green fields, 
Red dirt,
Roots run deep,
Intertwined.

 Boudran beats slowly,
 Cedar flute rings lowly,
 Singing the songs of the places I’ve been,
 From sweet Ireland’s green valleys,
 To Oklahoma red dirt beneath me,         
  My soul keeps dancing around the Circle again.


Note: Tsa-la-gi = Cherokee language for the name Cherokee.
Italics sung to the tune of “The Bard of Armagh”, AKA “The Streets of Laredo”
Adapted from the original for Oklahoma Cowboy Poetry Week, third week in April 
2006


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My Lord and My Love

Take me , my love to the waters source
souls naked to each other and our course
my praise lifted the apple of  mine eye
art thou glorious , tis mine song to cry
 
You must lead my way in a walk thats True
for all the fine things I have found in you
gentle call so beckons you are my delight
your visions fill all mine day and night
 
You are too precious to leave my mind
for you I shall leave all others behind
gypsy soul has wandered the world lost
her dances with others behind her are tossed
 
You are jade like the sprouts are green
the life you've breathed into my being
like the spray of waterfalls tumbling down
I bow to what our God has crowned
 
You are gentle in a world thats cruel
and emollient that can heal a fool
you have taken whats broken and made it whole
from the world which has taken its toll
 
You are the song upon my lips
the clothing strength that girds my hips
you are the blood within my heart
the energy that fills every part
the breath of spirit which gives me life
the calm that eases all my strife
 
Your sacrifice has flowed crimson red
that you might give life unto the dead
I must meld my soul to you
so I might learn the things you do

You love me with a heart so pure
I know all time it will endure
My heart skips like the rams of mountains
you quench my thirst with your fountains

your pardon has released from the fall
tis only as I have answered your call
the melody of love did my heart soften
may you , my love enter here quite often
 
You are the shade of all the groves
the whitened wool of all the droves
the warmth that dwells in rays of light
the knowledge that gives to all insight
you are the flash of epiphany
the spectrum that brings us to our knee
as the universe moves to your will
you do with abundance our lives do fill
 
source Song of Solomon
 
COPYRIGHT © 2010 C Michael Miller


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sing a song of life

sing a song of trees
 shedding down its leaves
 shake all its branches
 till you get your needs in basket 

sing a song of fores
 running round its circuit
 take part in the contest
 to get your games arrested 

sing a song of streams 
sitting by its bank
 let in your hook and line
 to get the fishes evicted 

sing a song of the sky
 watching its wealth  bird life
 set your eyes and catapult 
to get the birds demoted

sing a song of dishes,
 sitting round the table,
handle your cutleries with car
to get your meal imprisoned

sing a song of fields
 playing round its corners 
lay on the leisure mat
 to get your nerves relaxed

sing a song of life
living in love and peace
 face the two sides of the coin 
till your story gets to the end


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Never Find Love

You’ll never find anyone else like me,
Someone with so much generosity.
You’ll never be free from me.
I’ll be on your mind constantly.
No matter where you are or who you’re with,
Or who you try to get love from.
‘Cuz it’s like that song you’ll never find another
Love as good as this, 
‘Cuz it’s God whom I represent
And His love is the shhh the bomb.

You’ll never be treated like royalty again.
I gave too much for us to be just friends.
None of your fantasies will be fulfilled.
Your destiny won’t be revealed.
You’ll never find love as good as this,
Because the Master’s love flowed through me.
That is the reason for our long attachment,
And the magnetic attraction.

You’ll never be truly happy without me.
So, you can love that other girl.
It’s your loss to not have chosen God over the world.
You’ll never be able to look at anyone else with sincerity.
‘Cuz it’s like that song you’ll never find another
Love as good as this, 
‘Cuz it’s God whom I represent
And His love is the shhh the bomb.


1 John 4:8 
Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love.


Romans 12:2
Be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that Ye 
may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect, will of God." 


7-29-09
Woke up thinking about this song by Something for the People titled My Love is the Shhh a 
song I used to listen to  before and after 
church choir rehearsal was released in  Fall 1997 I believe.


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Easter

When bird song rumored dawn, I climbed a hill,
A hill I've climbed before, again, again.
I came to learn a song so glad and still
It only sounds at dawn, just when...Just when.

I climb because He said the shadow lifts
Like mist is burned from silver mirror lakes,
Then new reflection on the surface drifts
As all below the surface breaks.  It breaks.

A breeze strummed grass, and gold announced the dawn.
The common graces seemed to chant the start
Of day;  yet only this day breaks upon
The symphonies inside your heart.  Your heart.

Among the miracles that Easter gives
Are songs of Always.  Listen now.  He lives!

Isaiah 42:10


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An Old Sweet Song

A man who felt that when he walk out the door 
he walk alone and in the dark
inducing him to subject himself to something
that left him null and void
medicating his feelings
stealing his joy
traveling the road of that stuff called boy
rising above adversities
this beloved entertainer was able to see the light
he belted out an old sweet song 
with all his might 
Georgia forever on his mind
he shared the wealth
from a heart that was loving caring and kind
In March he received an apology
from the state that banned him 
Ray was welcomed back to them
his family by his side
he was not alone
Georgia was on his mind
as he sang
an old sweet song 





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THE FAERIE SONG

The Faeries played the songs.......... 
Such musical beauty filling all 
Lilting melodies............ 
Musical light............. 
Softly through the night 

The music of the Faeries 
Drifting through............. 
The Whispering Trees 
The branches sway.......... 
To what the Faeries play 
The song known to all............. 
The Four Elements 
The Seasons 
The Winds 
The Faeries 
The Flowers 
The Magic 
The Stars 
The Heartstone that glows in the Great Hall 

The precious song 
The precious music 
Filling you......... 
With the love of all things, 
and the joy it brings 
The Heartstone ,so true 
Living too, 
all around 
The Faerie sound 

For, some things touch you deep 
The Faeries from Castle Heartstone 
The music that they play 
Inward to seep 
This is the way of all things........... 
The magic to keep 


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My Home Sweet Home

As we pledge our allegiance to the flag
Together in gratitude, let us join in prayer,
For the millions before us who gave their lives
Defending our privilege to breathe Liberty’s air.

Oh say can you see the blessings we share
‘Neath purple mountains and spacious skies?
For our amber waves of grain grow in soil tinted red
By the blood of Patriots who laid down their lives.

My country, ‘tis of thee my heart sings
And upon whom God has shed His Grace.
My country, ‘tis to thee I pray you will always
Sing as one voice for our future children’s sake.

You’re a grand old flag; you’re our Star Spangled Banner
And I salute the virtues o’er which you are wavin’.
You fly proudly as a Beacon of Hope and assurance
For the tired and weak who flee to you for safe haven.

If tomorrow all the things were gone
For which we’ve toiled for over 200 years,
May we one day look into the face of our God
With no regrets for our efforts, blood, sweat and tears.

And, when in the course of human events
It becomes necessary to defend Liberty and Justice for all.
May we hold strong as brothers and sisters under one Father
Or together, we will most certainly fall.

God bless our leaders both here and abroad
May their souls be confirmed in self-control.
And God Bless us all with the wisdom to support the defense
Of Freedom and Democracy for all.

Our Father who art in Heaven,
I’d like to teach the world to sing,
A song that knows no language barriers
A song of love and peace and harmony.

From the mountains, to the prairies,
To the oceans, white foam,
Happy Birthday, dear America,
You are my home, sweet home.


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Momma's Love

    
The wisdom that I learned from her.
    Were like pure diamonds, oh yes they were.
The one true thing I can truly say.
    Is her faith in God and how she loved to pray.
And all the years that I created much pain.
    And I figured somehow I’d cause her faith to strain.
But to my surprise it only grew and it got so strong.
    Still determined as she was to help me along.
She prayed for me with a never ending and a faithful heart.
    She prayed to God that I’d straighten up, and somehow maybe I’d get smart.
Before she died her wish came true.
    I found redemption I was made anew.
 There was a song called “ I Was The Only Hell My Momma Ever Raised.”
     That was my song it fit me in so many ways.
Mrs. Christy wrote a poem called ‘That Mother Of Mine.”
     That got me to thinking on how my mother would shine.
A very kind hearted woman that always to her, her family came first.
    When grandkids came around you’d think she would burst.
I know in my heart she did her very best.
    And if she were given a score she'd get an A+ on this test.
I know I was a lucky man to have a mother that cared.
    And so her memories that come to mind is what I love to share.
The day the Lord took her He took a chunk of me.
     And I love her so and I just thank God for sharing you see.
 


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Scorful Song Of Sorrow

A scornful Song thats' undesirable and unstoppable. 
Where our flesh holds a thousand stripped souls. Dimminshed by its inablity of 
resistance. 

Our mind and soul manipulated, 
and blurred from all source of benevolence. 
Abducted by this incarciration
pulled by an abyss of departed spirits. 
We're compelled to compress into the compulsion of hellish proportions. 
And fed into our hearts'the compunction of betrayal and denial of his prime expectations. 

Departing from our flesh as were sitting at the core of ignited brimstones,
our souls are surroneded by flames left deathless.
With inflammation and suffocation surronding our nation.The trembles of it's terror are 
abruptly endless.
Where screams are seen but not perceived 
the heavy splash of blood is but a scornful song of sorrow in the temple of his 
mercifulness.


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There's A Song in My Heart

Through the storms and test of life,
     A praise rings out of my heart.

All though things don’t look so bright
                 “God Got It All In Control”.

I may not understand it now but
                    “I’ll Understand It Better-By and By”.

I may not see my way clearly but
                     “I’ve Come this Far By Faith”.

Situations my look dead not but,
                   “I Speak Life” so I can live.

“I Won’t Complain” for “Through It All” 
          “He’s Been Good” to me.

I also know that “Victory is Mine” ,
        Despite what it looks like, “The Sun Will Shine Again”.

“Praise is What I Do”, for
      “I Got A Feeling” everything will be alright.

“Blessed Assurance” “He Is Mine” and “In the Midst of it All”,
   I’m going “ Higher In the Lord”.

For I have the assurance that “What God Has For Me” it is for me.

“ I Will Bless the Lord At All Times” for He has kept me “Near the Cross”.

His blood was on Calvery’s Mountain and I know “It will never Lose it’s Power”.

“I’m Grateful” for all He has done And I
        Will continue to sing his praises one by one.

 Psalm 40:2- And He hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our 
God: Many shall
see it, and fear and shall trust in the Lord.

" Titles of song in Parenthesis".


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Angel Song

I took a walk before a setting sun
The birds chirping all around
All at once, I stopped in amazement
As I heard the most beautiful sound

A song of worship, a song of praise
Such a wonderful melody
Just a glimpse I had to have
My eyes just had to see

Walking softly, not to disturb
Along the path I crept
My eyes beheld such a great wonder
I stopped, and with joy, I wept

I looked upon an angel choir
Singing a song so full of grace
Oh, how I wanted to join in
But I just stood in place

Since that day, I've changed my life
And when my days get long
I think about that joyful day
When I'll join in the Angel Song


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My Favorite Song

 

The most beautiful and the saddest song I’ve ever heard,
    Was the Old Rugged Cross as I hung on to every word.
It brought sadness the brutal way our Savior died,
   And the way He was mocked, and so viciously crucified.
But His death was short lived,
    His prophecy He fulfilled.
He suffered His death like any mortal man,
    Succumbing to the pain that was part of the plan.
Beaten and bruised before being nailed on that cross,
    The day the world experienced it’s greatest ever loss.
And, yes I do I cherish that old rugged cross with all my heart.
    Knowing that He died for me helps me to play my part.
And the beauty part of the song is where I lay my worldly trophies down,
    Knowing that the Lord Himself holds for me my crown.
Sometimes I see visions of those crosses on that hill of so long ago.
    And I feel like crying out, Stop this madness, Stop it don’t you know?
Then reality awakens me to thought that this deed has already been done.
    Nailed on that cross, Jesus Christ, God’s only son
What He Gave,
     Was probably our only way for us to be saved
So yes I will cling to that old rugged cross,
    For without what it stands for we all would be lost.


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My Song

My daily life is one continual song
Bringing forth notes and chords
And harmonies and melodies
That will touch your heart and bless your life.
The song my life sings will not be enjoyed by everyone,
But the ones who appreciate it will dance at its rotation
And sometimes will joyfully sing along.
Others will join in for a while and then fade away.
Some will take my words and remake their own song
To reach the ones to whom they are appointed.
Meanwhile, my actions belt out a song that resonates forever.
My reactions hum and vibrate for years to come.
My voice is heard when I do not even speak.
My very life is one continuous, glorious praise.


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The Song of a Bird

With a heart full of emotion,
With a passion that cannot be described,
It sings with joy that rushes and clings
To the heart’s walls, as I softly watch it fly.
The song of freedom pours from breast that
Heaves deep sighs, and my soul rends into 
Small shreds. Freedom! It gasps, it cries with tears, and
Shakes from fear; yet, with the cruel cage, it still breaks ties!
Oh! Bird! Your song, my soul remembers. Its softest notes, waves roll
To the hearth of heart that is inspired by one voice’s trying to break Through the bonds of 
cruelty’s jail. Oh! Bird-the offspring of nature’s
Sweet care! A gift you have given to heart in despair. Oh! Bird, you
Belong to the paradise lair, where song as no nightingale’s
Shall render all hearts into joy so sincere!


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Choose To Dance

A song leaps from my heart at the beginning of each new day, 
A song with a melody that never plays a sad song, 
Never carries a tune that is wrong, this is just my way…
If I have the choice of sitting this one out, I will choose to dance! 
If there is breath of life there is always hope of life, 
Love and great things to experience and know! 
It is so important if there is love of the heart, to let it show! 

Some live a life that never knows real sorrow, 
Some face sorrow more than it seems they should. 
Some we say, have more than their share, 
But still face it as much as they could. 
If you have a choice dance, dance, dance! 

Even in the face of sorrow, I don't want to sit this one out, 
Even in the face of tears, I don't want to sit this one out, 
I want to choose to dance! 
I hope with all my heart, that no matter come what may, 
That you will always choose to dance! Dance of the heart, dance of the soul, 
Dance with all your might, dance with courage, never letting go.
Choose To Dance!


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When Andy Sings

I heard a song one Sunday night
I never will forget
It sounded like an angel
I sat there and just wept

Only the Lord himself could put that sound
Inside of just one man
It left me knowing without a doubt
Music was God's plan

The words, the trumpet, the soft melody
Touched the depth of me
I had an aching urge inside
To get down on my knees

It occured to me that song alone
"Holy, Holy, Holy"
Had the power - solely, on its own
To bring a lost soul home

To witness worship so profound
One expects to see wings
I know that God is smiling down
When Brother Andy sings!