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By suggestion, a place for the poets among us to post their words.
yeah, yeah :)
yeah, i know i've been monopolizing this space, and i shallback off at some point. i'm just a poem-a-day kind of guy. :)
these poems have felt so incomplete, unheard,
sitting on my music stand, next to my folder of hunter/barlow
material, and for them to be able to be read by some of you, gives them
a sense of completion, and wholeness/fulness, that i could
never express in words. so thank you all for your flexibility,
and appreciation. you reading the words is really finishing
the poems, in a way i never could. and thankyou dead.net,
for this forum, again i can't express in words. also,
i sent my mom here to read some of her kid's poems,
so everybody now, HEY MOM!!! :)
thanks grdaed, now i'm
"gonna just lean back and turn on the jets"
love, andy schubert
hey andys mom...
the kids alright! and keep em coming FI, never reach that point of backing off, let it flow.peace
Yes, Let it flow!
Right on down that lazy river road. Love to sit on the banks and read your poems.peace,pk
Nightbird
Couldn't get to sleep last nightThe thought of you was calling me
And I could not fall
No, I could not fall.
I listened and I heard
The nightbird a callin' me
It sang so soft and true,
It reminded me of you,
Nightbird
NIghtbird
Nightbird
a callin'.
And when the song was gone
There was nothing but
The thought of you;
And the night bird.
Of what use is there
To this endless dance
of darkness;
For the nightbird
For the nightbird
For the nightbird
a callin'
I couldn't get to sleep last night
The thought of you was calling me,
And I could not fall
No, I could not fall.
I listened, and I heard
The nightbird a callin' me
It sang so soft and true
It reminded me of you
Night bird
Nightbird
Nightbird
a callin'.
yes let those words flow
Beutiful poems Andy .. We are more then happy to read your poems .. Thank you for sharing them with us !! It is a nice treat to log on every morning and see a new poem from you .. Hello Andy`s mom !! I send my family here to ,,hehe.. Peace & sunshine ... Stu ...
Wherever You Go
Where ever you goI will be there,
Whether you know
or not.
I can't tell you
How to be there
You got to go
Yourself.
But when we show
The feelings
You gotta know
That it's real.
Where ever you go
I will be there
Whether you know
or not.
I can't tell you
How to see there.
You gotta
Know yourself.
But when we
Show the feelings
You gotta know
That it's real
You gotta know
That it's real.
Allusion Illusion
What's up with your allusion illusion?Why can't you just say what you mean
instead of trying to couch some meaning
in spaces and words in between?
Is raw naked truth just too real for you?
Seems like the hot end of the match?
Better to keep em all guessing bout you
than getting hung up on some catch.
You enjoy all your masks
and your postures adopted
designed to get what you're after.
People want to believe
so why not just deceive
since other's feelings don't matter?
There's no need to support a position
if others just can't pin you down.
And if anyone seems to get too close
there's plenty of others around.
Keep pitching persona into the sea
of well meaning suckers you find.
Surely you'll get the approval you seek
leveraging those who are kind.
Why say what you think when
when others will feel like
you're saying things they want to hear?
As long as you get what
you want out of them it
won't matter that you bring them tears.
Just satisfying your own wants and needs
justifies your crass lack of class.
Those messy details, substance, meaning,
are just one big pain in the ass.
So move swift and light, you rapacious thing,
don't get snared inside your own trap.
It's a bitter pill to swallow, you know,
when all know that you're full of crap.
Conversation is always more interesting than recitation, so speak your mind and not someone else's.
re: Allusion Illusion
that's quite a good poem mr pid. a full frontal assaulton the ego, delivered with surgical precision. you
don't see that much anymore. nice. f.i.
Vote Vote Vote Headcount
Injustice Tiananmen Square 7/13-7/14/89
Dissident monks, activist students, protest outside the fence.
Call and response, blame the betrayed for pursuing accountability.
The world needs to see our society, in this culture of incrimination
Due process, habeas corpus don't exist.
Mind set rights of citizenship pray openly in public.
Youngest political prisoner condition the necessary message.
Wearing a monks logo distinctive with self determination
Someone's missing a family member.
Falsely accused of preaching against the institution teaching against the system.
Transparent variation of immunity for the last time, rules don't apply
Interpret the incident, you can either embrace Einstein or Mao.
Living in anonymity, living a family life.
You belong here, you who stood in front of tanks
Balance a house divided, a bridge of freedom a love of common ground.
Struggle for distinction, fairness, a fairest of rewards
A responsible promise of democracy.
Victimize the families of the executed, how soon they turn against their own
Martial law ordered to do what they're told, that's what they'll do, and only that.
Cornered off in the park, standing in circles, leave, disperse or be taken away.
Chinese rifles penny a crate
World weeps in remembrance gathering to mark its anniversary
Collect the signatures, commitment of names effecting the course of history.
State day parade everyone related to the L gang is
Granted a hearing, prisoners will never be identified.
Grate poems :)
Free idea I love reading your stuff its always a treat :)
Allusion Illusion.... Mr.Pid!! :)
imaginary lover 9/9/08
Playing guitar on a warm sunny dayMy darlin' beside me is painting away
Out in the forest, far from the rat race
Nothing relaxes like Nature's embrace
Down to the river to catch us some sup'
Pour the wine bottle and say bottoms up
Make love in the moonlight, and sleep in the stars
Wake to the birdsong, this heaven is ours
Lace up out boots and we head for the hills
To have us a picnic where the waterfall spills
And then after lunch, it's time to unwind
Bask in the sun, your skin against mine
Driftin' and dreamin' of days come and gone
Glimpsing the future as time marches on
Wherever we go, whatever we do
Just know that I'll always be living for you
True wisdom
True wisdom, when it comesIt comes so rarely
Light splinters
Through the window
And it's so scary.
But just for a moment
And then off again
Into the stratosphere;
Floatin' the pilot
Of my dreams,
How could I tell you
Which way to go
When you know
That I don't know
How could you tell me
Which way to spin
When I see you fallin' in.
True Wisdom, when it comes
It comes so rarely
Light splinters throught the window
And it's so scary,
yeah it's so scary.
But just for a moment
And then off again
Into the stratosphere
How could you tell me which way to go
When I know that you don't know
How could I tell you which way to spin
When you see me fallin' in
Fallin' in, fallin' in.
True wisdom, fallin' in
True wisdom, is fallin' in.
Pretending
Tonight I'm feeling lonely, and wishing you were herelaying right beside me. I ache when you are near.
But you're so many miles away right now,
so far, and yet so near.
Sometimes pretending is all you've got.
Sometimes pretending is all you've got.
It might not seem like much, but it really is a lot.
Sometimes pretending is all you've got.
Seeing your sweet face, and your smile that's so kind,
I just can't shake the image, you're always on my mind.
To feel your arms around me
our bliss all intertwined.
Sometimes pretending is all you've got.
Sometimes pretending is all you've got.
It might not seem like much, but it really is a lot.
Sometimes pretending is all you've got.
You're right with me in my dreams,
so very real to me it seems.
I can't believe that you aren't actually here.
Locked deep in love's embrace,
my heart begins to race.
My love for you just couldn't be more clear.
You're not with me but you are, you're never very far.
I think of you and then, well, there you are.
I don't have you but I do, and tonight
that will have to do.
Sometimes pretending is all you've got.
Sometimes pretending is all you've got.
It might not seem like much, but it really is a lot.
Sometimes pretending is all you've got.
Sometimes pretending is all you've got.
Conversation is always more interesting than recitation, so speak your mind and not someone else's.
More than you can chew
You can come out now, wearing a smileOr you are welcome to sit in a pile
But don't you think that maybe this time it's true
You might have bit off more than you can chew.
I expect in the end, that you really don't think so,
But at least now you know, that I really do,
And after all is said and done
It doesn't matter who's to blame,
Or even who loves who,
Cause it all stays the same;
Yeah, it all comes out in the end
And what you lost was your only friend.
So, when the final notes have sounded
And through the final corner you have rounded
What comes out are only grass stains
Washed and rinsed clean by the rain
Maybe you feel that everything is brand new
But don't you think that maybe this time it's true
You might have bit off more than you can chew.
some art&music with that poetry?
ok, i think i did this right, so if you have tabbed browser,
you can go to :
http://harmoniousgeometry.spaces.live.com
to see the art (39 new mandalas up yesterday),
and on an underneath tab, you can go to
http://myspace.com/lavalur
and the music should play while the pictures show. if you scroll
below the mandalas, the poems should be there.
I think you can download any and all. enjoy, free idea
Hopes & dreams
Long ago Far away
In the Garden
We did play
Danced the starry nights away
All I wish
All I pray
We may do it again someday
pk
Sounds
Sounds, bubbling sounds
Across the midnight swamp
A woodpecker's beacon call
Echoes through my mind
On a snowy day
Through eternity
Cherry blossoms fall
Across your face
As I watch love grow
Inside of you
It's why we're here, in this
Perfect state of grace.
All the world is but a dream
So watch it at most
As the appearance of a shadow
or a ghost;
Watch, watch, and listen.
Listen to the sounds
Sounds bubbling sounds.
nice very nice
Very nice words Mr.Pid and PK , I really like those poems guy`s !! Andy , another fine poem from you !! Thank you guy`s for sharing all these wonderful words !!
one way
I look up at the skySitting here watching the universe go by
We're born, we live, we die
Fill what's between with love
And learn to fly
Take the time to see
Life's reality
There's only one way to be free
And that's to love
I walk and wonder why
We let the chance at heaven here
Just pass us by
We fight and then we cry
And though it seems we can't go on
But still we try
So take the time to see
Our diversity
There's only one way to be free
And that's to love
Beautiful!
Happy trails, you blazed a wonderful path, thank you.peace,pk
Come to me in the morning
Come to me in the morning, my darlingLet me show you what I mean
When I say that I love you,
Say that I love you.
From distant stars, we came to meet
And join together in the street,
The street where I love you
The street where I love you.
Someday we will run in the meadows
Of heather and Queen Anne's lace
In a swirling cedar and sandalwood dream
When I say that I love you
When I say that I love you.
Come to me in the morning, my darling
Let me show you what I mean
When I say that I love you
When I say that I love you
Let me say that I love you
When I say that I love you.
Big Train Rollin'
Big train rollin', comin' down the trackBig train rollin', gonna take me back
Big train rollin', gonna carry me
Big train rollin', gonna set me free;
Rollin' down that big train track
Once she get rollin', she don't come back.
Big train rollin', comin' down the track
Big train rollin', she ain't comin' back
Roll me where that big train goes
Take me where nobody knows
You'll know what I mean, when you hear that sound
Big train rollin', yeah, she's shakin' the ground
Big train rollin', comin' down the track
Big train rollin', gonna take me back
Take me where that big train rolls
Show me what nobody knows
Ride me down that big train track
Big train rollin', she ain't comin' back
You'll know what I mean, when you hear that sound
Big train comin', yeah she's shakin' the ground.
wow, just saw the news
which makes my previous poem probably the most ill-timedpoem ever, but had no idea, my prayers are with all involved.
andy
Saturday nite campfire thoughts...
Leaves are falling, from the treesI feel the last of, summer's breeze
Pluck the fruit and, next years seed
Harvest time is here
Vega shining, overhead
Salmon spawning, in their redds
Wood gets piled, in the shed
Winter's getting near
Days grow short and, nights grow long
Need your love to, make me strong
So I can sing the world a song
To chase away the fear
You Show Me The Way
There's nothing more to sayYou show me the way
You show me the way
to your heart.
So don't ask me to behave,
It's too hard,
Right from the start.
There won't be
Another day
Just like today
So let's not wait
To play, in our hearts.
You show me the way
You show me the way
ll: To Love
in our hearts :ll
every day.
There's nothing more to say
You're reelin' me in
A little more everyday
So don't ask me to leave
Your heart.
It's so hard not to say
There will never be another day
Like today
In our hearts
There's nothing more to say
You show me the way
ll: To love in our hearts :ll
Everyday.
Happy trails
that one is nice .. really like that one , campfire thoughts , reminds me of my childhood camping trips .. Thank you HT ... wishing a beutiful sunshiny day for all !! Stu ....
Nastiest Angel
Oh no, here you come again, now God knows where you've even been, now
You're the nastiest angel
That I've ever seen.
Tell me, what rock
Did you crawl out from under
This time baby,
Looking perfectly torn
In your well cut jeans
Do you even remember
Where you spent last night, babe,
Was it with her,
Or was it with him.
Even animals know
Not to shit where they sit now,
Or at least enough
to come in from the rain.
You've poisoned the pool
So no one can swim now;
Don't even warn me,
Which way you're gonna lean,
You're the nastiest angel
That I've ever seen.
Someday I Will Find You
9/16/08
Sometimes I feel so lonely
And don't know what to do
I stare out at the ocean
When will I find you?
Sometimes I feel so lonely
At least I have my dog
We drive up in the mountains
Above the misty fog
And when I feel the sunshine
So warm and comforting
I feel a little better
My heart begins to sing
And then I'm not so lonely
It's no fun feeling blue
I've got to keep my hopes up
Someday I will find you
In your own special way
The saddest song I ever wroteDoesn't even come close
To the way you made me feel today
ll:In your own special way:ll
When I think of what we could have had
Deep inside each others hopes
And why you left me here,
Up on the stage
ll:In your own special way:ll
I don't have much to say
But what I have to say
Is you'll get your own page,
ll:In your own special way:ll
All the lost nights, all the misty mornings
Couldn't make up for the way
You made me feel today
ll:In your own special way:ll
You could call me broken hearted
But that don't even get it started
To the way you made me feel today
In your own special way
You led me right to true love's door
And left me standing there, laughing,
As you swiftly stole away,
In your own special way
You left me there, holding nothing
Just like before you breezed through the door
What is it that you used to say,
In your own special way.
Yesterday's Toast
My love, to you, is like yesterday's toast
a nuisance, all shrivelled and dry.
I'm burned and discarded, ash in the wind
raised up by your life blowing by.
It's a new day now, better targets ahead
and you've got other fish to fry.
And the saddest thing about this is that
you just never tried to learn why.
Love, to you, is an unreferenced pronoun.
Long rope, without anchor to tie.
A useful tool, handy for gathering
lots of things to augment your sty.
Thanks for the fun times. There were far too few,
but I'll remember them until I die.
Hope you can fill that great void in your soul.
Fare Well. Adieu. Goodbye.
Conversation is always more interesting than recitation, so speak your mind and not someone else's.
Weathering the Storms of Love
Snow falling down, fluffy and soft.
Rain dripping, cold and wet
Freezing, feel the cold deep inside you
I feel you shiver from the inside, out. Heart Racing
From your soul to your fingertips and toes.
I see the pleasure gleam out your eyes, as you bite
your bottom lip. Eyes glazed, sitting, starring, sweating
Oh MY! I see a tear, "I am not leaving", I need to slip
out for a second. As I slowly back off, I see your goose
bumps, and the little hairs standing all over.
As your back is arched, I give you one slow passionate kiss while I
stair deep into your eyes.
which makes that cold raw feeling stop, and suddenly the Sun
comes out! A warm feeling rushes through you, like
a warm summer breeze. Your sweat dries to cool your hot
skin and body. WOW the weather has changed!!
From snow to rain, to sun and warmth, Through the toughest storm, and
the worst weather, I will always remember you.
5-1-07—KB~~,{@
My Desert Rose
you are my desert rose.
The Summer sun beats down on my shoulders and bar neck
the last drops of sweat evaporate. my mouth is parched
Creatures scurry for shelter from the noon rays
you can see the Heat rising from the sand dunes
You are the Water that I desire.
I am lost in the middle of the desert.
and your beauty is like that hidden oasis paradise
I see the Lush fruit hang from the trees,
running water trickling into a lake.
I am lost, and you are my savior.
I lay down next to you my desert rose, I am in love
The Beautiful scene suddenly fades to black.
then to a bright white.
I am dieing from dehydration, and heat stoke.
But I will always remember the last sweet smell
of my love, that desert rose.
Trains of Destiny
Reality melts into the manifestation of our dreams.
into this scripted destiny we wonder like a drifter on the road
Like a pirate on the open sea with the sun at my back I feel free
earths gravity, mixed with reflections of light define our existence.
I am the director, the actor, the set designer, the audience all in one
perfect flash.
All of mans desires are from the collective soul of humanity.
One Breath in, one breath out, one breath in, one breath out.
No control, scenes from a horror movie, obscure noises, pure WHITE LIGHT
I am the Creator, I am the created. Shooting stars, faces on mars
All built on the unknown. where do you stand?
Season changing, all our life’s are like train waiting at the station
"All aboard" echo’s through the canyon. we are the conductor, the engine, the cars, and the caboose while
fate and destine are our railroad tracks. Where we came from is the beginning
where we go is the end which way we get from one to the other is up to us.
Runnin' on Rocky Ground
Minister tells me where to find the pearly gatesTelevision shows me there isn't any time to wait
Cause we're sailing on the fault line
Listenin' to that motor whine
Never leave your lover blind
Leave you running for cover.
Stuck out in the freezing wind
Never live like that again
I took me a long time
But I made up my mind
That I'm living on the fault line
Trying to find a better time
Watching as I fall behind
But it's too late to run for cover
Cause we'ew running on rocky ground
Listening hard, can't hear a sound
You said that there was land ahead
Well, if you were lying, then I think we're dead
Cause we're sailing on the fault line
Trippin' to another rhyme
Seeing that we're losing time
But it's too late to run for cover.
Easy to be Cool
It's easy to be cool when you're richThat's why I like people who can do it on nothing
It's easy to be hip when you're stoned
That's why I like to get off on my own
So if it sounds like I think we're in trouble
I know that we both know that we are not
It's just that we could lose life in this bubble
With just a few degrees too cold or too hot
Crystal eyes lay forgotten
Another path that took too much time
Left to die out behind the others
The others which we are not.
It's easy to be happy in the fluffed up pillow zone
That's why I like living a little closer to the bone
It's easy to be foolish when you think that you are right
That's why I like to think that I might be wrong
It's easy to be cool when you're rich
That's why I like people who can do it on nothing
It's easy to be hip when you're stoned
That's why I like to get off all alone
So if it sounds like I think we're in trouble
I know that we both know that we're not
It's just sad that we could lose life in this bubble
With just a few degrees too cold or too hot
And if there is this much love here, when we're lazy
Just think what we could do if we were not.
Morning Song
I wish these days would never end,I'll miss the afterlight golden,
Why can't we ever get it right,
Unscrew the lid, the jar's too tight.
Until then, I'll sing this morning song, to you
Until then, I'll sing this morning song, to you.
I want my heart to have a home
We need to steer clear of the stone
I wish we all could come as one
For all true love to send, Until then;
Until then, I'll sing this morning song, to you
Until then, I'll sing this morning song, to you.
So that big river never ends,
Over the mountain, around the bend
I want to be with you that long
Until our love, it never ends.
Until then, I'll sing this morning song, to you
Until then, I'll sing this morning song, to you
Until then, I'll sing this morning song, to you.
Circles Spinning
Standing alone nowShadows come over the snow,
Smoke from the chimney
Lights from below.
Learning the hard way
That what's fair is fair,
Running back over
But you're over there.
Circles spinning
Shadows come over the moon
Dolphins swimming
To a past, come way too soon.
Mountains moving
Sparkles aglow in your hair,
I remember
It was right over there.
Circles spinning
Shadows out over the snow,
Planets aligning
Into the place that we both know;
Circles spinning
Shadows come over the moon,
Spirit's ready now
Not a moment too soon;
Mountains moving
Sparkles aglow in your hair
I remember it was right over there,
I remember;
It was right,
Over there.
Walkin' On Water
I'm not worried aboutWalkin' on water,
I'm still trying to
Stand on ice;
A little dirt can
Go a long long way;
If we're only
Being nice.
I do wish we could find our way
From darkness into light
Until then, this is me thanking you
For what you've done That's right.
So I'm not worried about
Walkin' on water
I'm still trying to
Stand on ice;
Our little earth
Can go a long long way,
If we're only
Being nice.
my, oh, my
Sunset paints a blazing skySummer yawns and says good-bye
Seashore washed by suds and foam
May the four winds blow you home
Dark star hiding, in the sky
The morning dew begins to cry
Got two good eyes but still don't see
There ain't no place I'd rather be
Imagine dancing on the moon
Did you remember your ballon?
While sunshine day-dreams sing to you
From that shining ball of blue
Lost now on the country miles
Nothin' left to do but smile
It sure has been a wild ride
Wave your flag and wave it high
9/21/08 Happy Autumn to all
It's the Fool
When I went to school, they told me the rules,But now that I'm through, I ask, who's the fool?
I used to believe, that the world was free,
But now I've learned, it's the fool, who gets burned.
For there's a machine we call reality,
The knots that tie, in the end, make you die
And history proves, that the rich, with their greed,
Just use the rest of us, to fuel their evil need.
When I went to school, they told me the rules,
Now that I'm through, I ask, who's the fool?
I used to believe that the world was free,
But now I've learned that it's the fool, who gets burned.
Some seek their freedom in the rocks and the trees
But in the end, most let the fear win;
So, now what do we do, so ordinary,
Just wait for the end, to do us in again?
Why not look for a way, to make it work today,
It doesn't work for anyone, until it works for us all.
When I went to school, they told me the rules,
But now that I'm through, I ask who's the fool?
I used to believe that the world was free
But now I've learned, it's the fool, who gets burned,
But now I've learned, it's the fool, who gets burned.
Song for Stacy
All night, in the rain;Ridin' on the Glenwood train,
--Give me back my angel;
Couldn't stand the pain;
So I left my life behind,
--Give me back my angel;
I met her in 1849, on a corner
In Phil-adelphia, P. A.;
It wasn't very long, before
She worked her ways on me,
And stole my heart away;
--Give me back my angel;
All night in the rain
Ridin' on the Glenwood train,
--Give me back my angel;
Couldn't stand the pain,
So I left my life behind,
--Give me back my angel;
When it began to snow,
Well she said she had to go,
And don't you be a stranger;
Just then the wheels left the road,
I cried 'Look out below',
--Give me back my angel;
All night in the rain
Ridin' on the Glenwood train,
--Give me back my angel;
Couldn't stand the pain
So I left my life behind
--Give me back my angel
--Give me back my angel.
the time arrivesbills to
the time arrives
bills to pay
moral debts
carbon based ones too
greenbacks become wallpaper
how did it happen twice?
the next one has some work to do
god help us all.
pai yow!pizza good feeling
pai yow!
pizza good
feeling fat bad
better to be on this side of the fence you know
6/22/69
1/24 or is it 25/71 nice and mellow then BAYOOM
the cut in GL leaves one yet smiling
the groove is found
my soul dances around
Box Cat Bones
Doin' the big old boxcat bones,Shufflin' the ash, down on the coast;
Never look back, as long as you're loose;
No time to blow, when you're cutting the caboose.
Send a square cat, down for his dues,
He never come back, they never found his shoes;
Don't you look back, as long as you're loose,
And don't you know, they never found out who's
Down doin' the mean old big boxcat blues,
Don't count on it, or you'll learn to lose;
Tell it to me straight now, we may only have this once,
I'll keep it from my lips, until the morning comes.
We'll let the morning bring on the day
What will come, will come to be;
Never stop a boat from docking at the pier,
Never keep a ship from reaching to the sea.
Down on the wharf, late last night,
Doin' the big old boxcat bones;
Shufflin' down the boardwalk,
Lookin' for a light.
Doin' the big old boxcat bones,
Shufflin' the ash, down on the coast;
Never look back, as long as you're loose,
No time to blow, when you're cutting the caboo'.
Little by Slow
Little by Slow
In turn we fall, we fly, we fail. The sun burns wisdom on the dragons tail.
The street never sleeps, neither do i. Little by slow we live or we die.
Dragon bone dust...deaths warm smile. My days pass by like an endless mile.
Monteca, milagro, siempre, por que? The devil, a miracle, always, why? Little by slow we live or we die. The street never sleeps, neither do i.
In turn we fall, we fly, we try. Little by slow we live or we die.
Providence 84
You see, and look right on by,Cause I'm not there to you;
You don't have to see me,
Cause I'm not in your world;
Lock your doors, Cross the street,
When you see me coming;
You better hit your feet,
When you see me running,
Cause you don't understand,
I'm just another man -- Unfamiliar;
Not following rules;
This is what they warned you about
When you went to school;
When you see me running,
When you see me running;
You see and look right on by,
Cause I'm not there to you;
You don't have to see me.
Cause I'm not in your world;
Lock your doors, Cross the street,
When you see me coming;
You better hit your feet
When you see me runnin',
Cause you don't understand,
I'm just another man;
When you see me runnin' ,
When you see me runnin'.