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    Posted: 08-Sep-2011 at 23:56
Emily Dickinson:

My life closed twice before its close;
It yet remains to see
If Immortality unveil
A third event to me,

So huge, so hopeless to conceive,
As these that twice befell.
Parting is all we know of heaven,
And all we need of hell.

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Dancing With the Moon

I had a dance with the Moon on the clearest night
And I took her with me on the paths I used to pass
And I told her Dream and Rage, stories withhold
And I made her friend of mine, toll her new and old.

Just before the night did end she returned the coin
And she told me something that most people do not know -
That she is so annoyed that everyone knows
Only one of her many faces, on only one they pose

While the real she is hidden there in the dark
And that people find forbidding that she is so stark.
And the Moon wept on my shoulder like a little girl
That to her had been denied the freedom to run.
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Run

I took a Run, the wildest one, the wildest driven Run
I took it like I take a Knife, an Oath, or a Gun,
I took it like I take a Stand, a Promise, and myself
I took it very seriously, like a gift of Elves.

I took a Run, a Run on it, a Run under the Run
And I discovered that the Run is also made to drive
To drive like Madness, an Instinct, a Spasm or a Pain
To drive like from a  forgotten tune memories do rain.

I took a Run, I have the Run, I have to run with it.
I touch the Run, still on a run like a dynamite stick.
I took the Run, the Run is me, the Run is what it is
What I will be after it, will be later seen.
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  Quote Don Quixote Quote  Post ReplyReply Direct Link To This Post Posted: 09-Sep-2011 at 19:30
Freedom

Freedom to Be in the Being
Freedom to Mean in the Meaning
Freedom to Run in the Night
Freedom to Fly in the Kite

Freedom to Pass and to Come
Freedom to Look at the Sun
Freedom to Try and to Meet
Freedom to Stay and to Beat

Freedom to Ride and to Row
Freedom to Bend and Arrow
Freedom to Dive and to Sink
Freedom to Dream and to Think

Freedom in Mind, Feet and Hands
Freedom of Crises and Pasts
Freedom, however it ends
Freedom is Priceless Event.
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Sometimes

Sometimes it's worth the effort to let go
Sometimes it's easier to let it flow
Sometimes with nature - Nature is what Nature is
It's worth one's effort to release -

Like fishes in the water and the birds in air
Sometimes this is what take to get one there
Sometimes it's worth the manners to forgo
Sometimes it's easier to let it go

And seems that one one's nature comprehend
Then nature takes one to his end
Like fishes and water and the birds in air
It takes embracing Nature so it takes me there.
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  Quote Chookie Quote  Post ReplyReply Direct Link To This Post Posted: 13-Sep-2011 at 17:35

Listen not

Listen not with your ears

Listen from your heart
Seeing, use not your eyes,
Look from your soul
Love not with your heart
Love with your soul
Touch with yourself
Not with your hand
Taste with your soul
Not with your tongue
Believe with your being
And love with your all.

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  Quote Don Quixote Quote  Post ReplyReply Direct Link To This Post Posted: 13-Sep-2011 at 18:52
Originally posted by Chookie

Listen not

Listen not with your ears

Listen from your heart
Seeing, use not your eyes,
Look from your soul
Love not with your heart
Love with your soul
Touch with yourself
Not with your hand
Taste with your soul
Not with your tongue
Believe with your being
And love with your all.

Chookie

I had said it befpre and I'll say it again - this is a good poem, Chookie, and a very soul-full one.Smile
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Epitaph To a Dog

       Near this spot
Are deposited the Remains
               Of one
Who possessed Beauty
        Without Vanity,
Strength without Insolence,
  Courage without Ferocity,
And all the Virtues of Man
        Without his Vices.

The Price, which would be unmeaning flattery
          If inscribed over Human Ashes,
Is but a just tribute to the Memory of 
          “Boatswain,” a Dog
Who was born at Newfoundland,
          May, 1803,
And died in Newstead Abbey,
          Nov. 18, 1808.
 
When some proud son of man returns to earth,
Unknown by glory, but upheld by birth,
The sculptor’s art exhausts the pomp of woe,
And stories urns record that rests below.
When all is done, upon the tomb is seen,
Not what he was, but what he should have been.
But the poor dog, in life the firmest friend,
The first to welcome, foremost to defend,
Whose honest heart is still his master’s own,
Who labors, fights, lives, breathes for him alone,
Unhonored falls, unnoticed all his worth,
Denied in heaven the soul he held on earth –
While man, vain insect! hopes to be forgiven,
And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven.

Oh man! thou feeble tenant of an hour,
Debased by slavery, or corrupt by power –
Who knows thee well must quit thee with disgust,
Degraded mass of animated dust!
Thy love is lust, thy friendship all a cheat,
Thy smiles hypocrisy, thy words deceit!
By nature vile, ennoble but by name,
Each kindred brute might bid thee blush for shame.
Ye, who perchance behold this simple urn,
Pass on – it honors none you wish to mourn.
To mark a friend’s remains these stones arise;
I never knew but one – and here he lies.

Lord Byron’s tribute to “Boatswain,” on a monument in the garden of Newstead Abbey.


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Good poem, CV...and there is so much truth to it..as anyone who had/has a dog knows.
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With 80 MHR Down the Road on a Kawasaki Vulcan '96

As I go into a Ride
/If Ride is what it ought to be/
My body tense, my sinews stretch
With every mile I duly hit

I thrust the Air, cut the Wind
My bearings get lost
And all I hear is my blood
That in my temples throbs,

And diving into the coming air
My arms are to receive
My thighs are bonded to the saddle
As the road down leaps.

And as the Speed is taking on
Then I begin to See
That not the Ride I'm Riding, but
The Ride is Riding me.
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This is one I wrote a while back.
 
 
                                             
GRANDFATHER'S CHRISTMAS

BY JOE CAMPISI
It's Christmas in the 90's and
things just aren't the same,
I don't hear the laughter of Old
Saint Nick........and some won't
even call his name.

Jesus and Mary with wise men and
all, this year, had to be moved from
the lawn at City Hall.

So we talked to the children, the
old and the young, as the family
gathered......the story begun.

The story of Christ and how baby
Jesus was born.....and the good things
in life we all adorn.

I knew everything was alright
as I held my grandchildren so
very tight, they said Merry
Christmas Grandpa.....we love you,
good night.
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Watching "Hidalgo"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ltn93pE3Qoc&feature=related

Body on Fire
In the hot desert Air
Body on Fire
The Hottest Heat
Baking one's lips one's breathing Slips
Body on Fire
There is no Water there is no Rain
Body on Fire
Walking alone till one's brain is Gone
Body on Fire
Dune after dune, Nature in tune
Body on Fire
Mile after Mile, no end in sight
Body on Fire
And one realize so cold and bright-
There is no Win.
Body on Fire
When one's body burns
And one's brain combusts
Whatever is left in one's depth
Goes to the surface -
Forgotten words in maternal tongues,
Rejected pasts that still buried last,
Identities lost at any cost,
From one's deepest vaults they come like ghosts -
Prayer or curse,
Desperate burst,
Hunger and thirst.
Body on Fire
Can never returns where it was
The
Same.
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"We Just Remember..."

1966
We just remember facts and actions,
To which our life presented us,
There are, amidst them, and inventions,
That kindly visit us sometimes. 

But once we see a day, the April’s,
We hear laughter, catch a sight….
Reminiscences of our senses! – 
They’re the inciters of our heart 

That force it to palpate for hours,
Or promptly fly up to the skies,
And they’re saved not by thoughts of ours,
But by our hands and lips and eyes.

Konstanin Vanshenkin
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Druids

Brothers to the Sun
Sisters to the Moon

Stewards of the lore
Guardians of the land
Keepers of the Earth

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Three rings for elven-kings under the sky
Seven for the dwarf-lords in their halls of stone
Nine for mortal men doomed to die
One for the dark lord on his dark throne
In the land of Mordor where the shadows lie
One ring to rule them all
One ring to find them
One ring to bring them all
And in the darkness bind them
Me Grimlock not nice Dino! Me bash brains!
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Words

The words are symbols, sound, letters
And so much more than names -
The have the meaning and the feeling
Of the things they carry -

The Word for Sun is light-projecting
When I say it so
The word for Heat feels so burning
When rolling down my throat,

The word for Turn is sharply turning
In my mouth tightly wrapped,
The Word for Pain withers me
As I try to stop it.

As the words go on and do
What their magic carries
I beware say you Name
That in my depth is Buried

Lest it stop my heart in a mid-beat
And all my air gulps
Lest I can't lift up myself
Under it's load of love.
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Hands

Blood like rubies grace my hands
In a thousands rings
Startled I removed the skin
To reveal within -

Mutely gaze upon upon my hands
Full with dead birds -
Thousands of beaten dreams -
Corpses with no reverse

Scream with gaping, with cut throats
In grotesque remark
Their glassy eyes still open
Frozen, opaque, stark...

What a strength in human hands
To carry such a load
Day after day, mile after mile
Heavy down the Road.
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Some beautiful poems there Don. Did you write them?
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  Quote Don Quixote Quote  Post ReplyReply Direct Link To This Post Posted: 20-Sep-2011 at 19:18
Originally posted by Nick1986

Some beautiful poems there Don. Did you write them?

Those that are signed DQ, yes.
Thank you, Nick and Dragon! It's nice to have feedback.Smile


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Abdul the Bulbul Emir (Percy French)

The sons of the Prophet were hardy and bold
And quite unaccustom'd to fear.
But the bravest of all, at least so I am told—
Was Abdul the Bulbul Amir.

If you wanted a man to encourage the van
Or to harass the foe from the rear
Or to storm a redoubt, you had but to shout
For Abdul the Bulbul Amir.

There were heroes in plenty, good men known to fame
In the army then led by the Czar.
But none of more fame than a man by the name
Of Ivan Petrovski Skivar.

He could imitate Irving, tell fortunes with cards
He could play on the Spanish guitar
In fact quite the cream of the Muscovite team
Was Ivan Petrovski Skivar.

One day this bold Russian had shouldered his gun,
And with his most cynical sneer,
Was looking for fun when he happened to run
Upon Abdul the Bulbul Amir.

"Young man," said Bul Bul,"is existence so dull
That you're anxious to end your career?
For, infidel, know you have trod on the toe
Of Abdul the Bulbul Amir.

"So take your last look upon sunshine and brook.
Send your regrets to the Czar.
By which I imply you are going to die
Mr. Ivan Petrovski Skavar."

Then the brave Mameluke drew his trusty skibouk.
Crying, "Allah, il Allah! Allah!"
And on slaughter intent, he ferociously went
For Ivan Petrovski Skavar.

On a stone by the banks where the Danube doth roll,
Inscribed in characters clear,
Is "Stranger, remember to pray for the soul
Of Abdul the Bulbul Amir."

A Muscovite maiden her sad vigil keeps
In her home by the cold Northern Star
And the name that she murmurs in vain as she weeps,
Is Ivan Petrovski Skavar.


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