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Did ye ever sleep at the foot 0' the bed When the weather wuz whizzin' cold, When the wind wuz a-whistlin aroun' the house An' the moon wuz yeller ez gold, An give yore good warm feathers up To Aunt Lizzie and Uncle Fred- Too many kinfolks on a...
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Such a short while you stayed with me Such a short time we shared and be You live there, and I live here Usually we'd only see each other once a year Years have come and years had past Times been shared but times too fast You're too far when I need...
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She tells her friends she's found him, And she knows that he's the one. But she don't know all his secrets; He can't tell her what he's done. So he goes on loving her With the heart that he has left. He hopes he doesn't hurt her, And he hopes she...
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The woman was old and ragged and gray And bent with the chill of the Winter's day. The street was wet with a recent snow And the woman's feet were aged and slow. She stood at the crossing and waited long, Alone, uncared for, amid the throng Of human...
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There's a cool breeze,
And midget trees.
The gray rock ground,
With cliffs all around.
A cloud rolls by,
You can almost touch the sky.
Time for lunch,
Granola bars and potato sticks crunch.
Down the trail we go,...
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Vincent died yesterday,
his mind a peach can,
tin-rattle horn painted sputter.
He drove to work this morning
with bloody cotton in his eyes.
He liked to collect white
toothbrushes and old string,
lay them on a 1950's school ...
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To sail upon a stagnant sea ... Can be a boring place to be. No breeze to blow upon the face To blow adventures at a rapid pace. To sail upon a stagnant sea ... Can be a boring place to be. Cheating you of your destiny ... The one that only you can...
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Come take my hand and soar with me United, exploring for all eternity......... Joined above the roaring yet tranquil sea Our souls together will mingle free. Come take my hand soar with me Through an intricately woven starry sea. Twinkling and...
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When I was just a child at play, I'd wake and start each brand new day, With hopes and plans, wishes and dreams, The world was filled with so much it seems. Kingdoms, oceans, forests and space ... Were places to travel and experience with grace....
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"Lost in Your Jungle" a Spanish Version
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Perdida estoy
en el centro
de tu crujiente
panal.
Perdida. Perdida.
En una palpitante almena
de propagante ardor.
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What language does war speak, that whips
dew-moistened jasmines to their fall?
What filaments spin from its tongue, that weaves
a dangerous brocade of diplomatic shawls?
Why are the birds so suddenly quiet?
Were they swallowed...
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I woke up at 3am
with the sounds of a caroling Robin
announcing its territory outside my window
in the still slumbering morning.
Sadly, I'm faced with the reality
that meadows and woodlots
are replaced by suburbia, and soon too,...
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["Sun & Moon" Spanish version
by Minerva Bloom]
no existe la distancia
entre cielo y tierra,
el primer botón
de flor, recuerda
la enardecida caricia
de un rayo de sol,
dentro de su corazón,
no...
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There is no distance
between earth and sky,
the first blossom
remembers
the solar rhythms
of a warm caress
within its heart,
there is no distance
between oceans and stars,
the sea carries
the stirrings of the moon
within...
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Under the watchful eyes of parents
Children play on the sea beach
Splashing, laughing and
Picking up shells of mollusks,
Clams and quahogs
Embellishing their
Cavernous sandcastles.
You wonder why
Sandcastles do not survive!
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Study techniques, guide books,
Gather dust
For after every ten years old knowledge
You don't trust
Clean the room, remove the cobwebs,
Throw away junk
Calibrate the new method of comprehension,
The old debunk.
©...
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Shadows trace looming contours
of a winding journey
through the glistening meadows of my heart.
Sweep the dance of darkness about,
in, then out and upward spark,
the broad drooping leaves
in short bands of dotted light.
Out, then in,...
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Standing on deck soothed by the sway, Eyes locked to horizon awaiting light of day. Though I've travelled to each and every shore, The breathless variation still leaves me in awe. I've known the terror that lurks beneath, Seen many a vessel...
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Rain, rain, bring a storm again, Water thrashing upon window pane, Lightning flash and thunderclap, No sound could be grander than that. Howling wind of stormy gale, Where trees will writhe and fences wail. Clouds that race, billow and burst, ...
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As oftentimes the too resplendent sun
Hurries the pallid and reluctant moon
Back to her sombre cave, ere she hath won
A single ballad from the nightingale,
So doth thy Beauty make my lips to fail,
And all my sweetest singing out of...
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I reached the Alps: the soul within me burned Italia, my Italia, at thy name: And when from out the mountain's heart I came And saw the land for which my life had yearned, I laughed as one who some great prize had earned: And musing on the story of...
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My father had a daughter got a man, As it might be, perhaps, were I good-looking, I should, your lordship. And what's her residence? A hut my lord, she never owned a house, But let her husband, like a graceless scamp, Spend all her little means, --...
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Suppose, my little lady, Your doll should break her head; Could you make it whole by crying Till your eyes and nose were red? And wouldn't it be pleasanter To treat it as a joke, And say ygu're glad 'twas dolly's And not your own that broke? Suppose...
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Seashore
I heard or seemed to hear the chiding Sea
Say, Pilgrim, why so late and slow to come?
Am I not always here, thy summer home?
Is not my voice thy music, morn and eve?
My breath thy healthful climate in the heats,
My touch thy...
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Mine are the night and morning, The pits of air, the gulf of space, The sportive sun, the gibbous moon, The innumerable days. I hid in the solar glory, I am dumb in the pealing song, I rest on the pitch of the torrent, In slumber I am strong. No...
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