Long Songster Poems

Translation of « On est les oubliés » (They/We are the neglected and forgotten lot)
by the songster-poet Gauvin SERS
(For the last two years, this young unassuming Frenchman, full of verve and disarming airs has been...

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« Porto-Vecchio », song by Julien Doré

(Note : If there’s a melody that can slither/sail past the ear-drums imperceptibly and settle permanently in the hypothalamus, this’s it. The sustained tempo in a low key and...

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To glimpse the camel-litter, Qais no longer with his madness strains
The yearnings of the heart are dead, the heart itself is cold; so we;
And desolation fills our house for shines not there the Light of...

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Poem for Eula Davis

October 8, 2013 at 8:39am


 
POEM FOR EULA DAVIS
 
 
A very throaty Warbler issued
Quavering Trills in a morning song -  
As he serenaded the dew
drops on the grateful trees
 
Other...

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POEM FOR EUNA DAVIS

 A very throaty Warbler issued
Quavering Trills in a morning song -  
As he serenaded the dew
drops on the grateful trees
 
Other birds were answering with
songs of praise from familiar days.
No...

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Things were not advancing much

though we hurtled across the tar;

conversation was grinding to a halt

 & that was something

 I  needed desperately  to avert.

“Ah! Yes,” he interposed quite eerily,

Having clearly read my thoughts,...

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Last Train Runnin’

                                ...

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Can i sing to you to lure you home
share with you something that's all my own
go beyond the limitations of our phase before
cementing this renewed relationship in a songster allure
Baby, can i sing to you...

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A breath, a sigh, a whisper
Flowing gentle against the lips
Piercing hopes and dreams
Creating a sense of beautiful peace
Music on the end of grace

A breath, a sigh, a whisper
Feeling falling across my spirit
Raising my faith to...

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I reckon I'm showing my age and am pretty well set in my ways,
But I have zero tolerance for the 'noise' called music nowadays!
The metal bands and rap are loathsome to my sensitive ears.
I haven't...

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Yo baby, show lots of skin.
Sexy, trashy girly glams,
crank up classy. Young fun,
ultimate goal appear buff, 
why focus on the candies. 
Looky stark naked unsightly scene         ...

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Despoiled of raiment green, each branch in nakedness now stands forlorn;
Unmoved by passing seasons’ change, the songster sits and sings alone:
Would there were in this garden some could feel the burden of its moan!
This life...

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Brandy and Crème soda 
Autumn summons us 
Shoulder to shoulder
We know not
If we’re getting older
We are self confident soldiers
I give you the best 
Of my brandy and Crème soda

March
Early and on we shall
Through these days...

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A desert lake is a perfect 
mirror of the bluest sky
that everyone has ever seen,
it wants to trade place and expect
to be a part of Heaven
without the pretty 
daisies and lilies:
it will have plenty of...

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The waves lick the pier-deck beams,

   a boat has passed upon the lake

   to shuffle the song upon the wind,

   ebbing whooshes.....

The smoky waters still to tease

  ...

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Wise men: by jimmy muniks

My place reside in the psalms
Without to slug I still not a lesser person
However it is greatly unwise to face raved armies
My sling clings to my every mood
Rejoices in my interactive...

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Mom
Poem
Lionel Derbyshire

MOM !! 
My first shout out loud...

Where is my metal
When i am weak
Where is my coastline
From the deep...
Where is the fountainhead
Of our parenthood
Her heart is never locked
She rubs my ear
When I fear
With vow to...

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O PROUD SONGSTERS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Late winter, early spring,
perky cock robin redbreasts start to sing,
cock blackbirds follow suite,
jenny wrens don't stay mute.
Nature's choirs all astute.
Songsters, all ready for a springtime fling!

Summertime at its hight,
though through the year they...

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The Breath Of Winter Sigh Of Spring.
.
After the long icy crippling breathe of winter
At last a warmer welcoming sigh of spring
Heralds a promise of better things to come
The end of stagnation and decay
And the rebirth...

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A wise man said “all you need is love.”
To satisfy our dear Lord above
God made us hoping we’d live in peace 
That earth would be a gleeful retreat.

Imagine being in mist of war
Living in fear...

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I heard a meadowlark today,
The first one I have heard
Since I left Dakota prairies.
That cheery little bird
Brought back so many memories
Of childhood young and free.
Sing on Songster and take me back
To how it used to...

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The lane gave way to the distant view
where trees and hedges now thinly grew
Tractor engine thumping nearer,seen
over Blackberry and Hawthorn,the reason was clearer
 
One lone man his labour long
I watched unseen as he broke into...

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you have many personalities inside your head
 face full of lead but I'm still not dead
 I need love I need you I 
 I am no more than a blade of grass
 no more...

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mine eyes have seen
the widow of a songster
bring red hot food on the high table
on a golden platter issues for food
roasted terror initiates claim justice
the jury in darkness sit and nod their heads
as the impelling...

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Too often I have forgotten the nectar

   of welcomed recollection,

Having been lazed out 

   in Sylvan grasses green,

   lounging upon the footstool of the world.....

   where the...

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