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My Walk IV: Autumn

Reds, browns, yellows and green
Amber, orange and gold
Halloween in Autumn seen
For us all, to behold

Crisp Autumn days
Leaves under foot crackle
Not long to stay
Hear some Ravens hackle.

Breath forming a small cloud
In the chill of the morn
A child's sharp intake loud
Happy faces never forlorn.

Sharp blue skies
So clear and clean
Birds on wing, to hibernation fly
Nature holding itself up to be seen

Winter soon to be calling
Holding within its bitter cold
As leaves continue falling
Another year gone, another year old.

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Clear Blue Skies

I got you
I got you
I got you
I got you and clear blue skies
Never cold
Never snow
Nobody nobody
Ever knows
I got you
I got you
I got you
I got you and clear blue skies
I see you and
I see you and
I see you and
I see you and clear blue skies
Keep me warm
Summer time
Nobody nobody
Be so kind
I got you
I got you
I got you
I got you and clear blue skies

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Blue Skies Bring Tears

Unleash the armageddon
So all the children go to heaven
I sit by quiet still
With their pictures on my eyes
You'll draw the guns your given
Write down the words as written
And never disturb the presense
Of resurrection touch

And it's about time
It's about drawing near
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears

Descend the darkened stairway
Make hate with plastic playmates
And fire out remaining traces
Of your self esteem
Mainline the deepest secrets
Lick clean the dirty fingers
I am a stranger to you
As you are to yourself

And it's about time
It's about fear
Blue skies bring tears
Don't you want me (don't want you)
Cause I await cityside
We'll watch the seas start to die

Blue skies bring tears
Take me inside your body
Blue skies bring tears
Cover me with your soul
Blue skies bring tears
To the darkest reasons
Blue skies bring tears
Is where I wish to go
Blue skies bring tears
You are the sweetest flower
Blue skies bring tears
That I have ever devoured
Blue skies bring tears
I ask for nothing given
Blue skies bring tears
For nothing in return
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears

Blue skies bring tears

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Blue Skies

Irving berlin
Blue skies smiling at me
Nothing but blue skies do I see
Bluebirds singing the song
Nothing but bluebirds all day long
I never saw the sun shining so bright
Never saw things going so right
Noticing the days hurrying by
When youre in love, my, how they fly
Blue days all of them gone
Nothing but blue skies from now on

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Blue Skies

Blue skies, smilin at me
Nothin but blues skies do I see
Bluebirds singin a song
Theres nothin but bluebirds all day long
Seems like all the days are hurryin by
When youre in love, my how they fly
Those blue days, all of them gone
Nothin but blue skies from now on
(instrumental break)
Seems like all them days are hurryin by
Cause when youre in love, then my how they fly
Them blue days, all of em gone
And theres nothin but blue skies from now on

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Butterflies and Blue Skies

May your days of freedom
be filled with rainbows
butterflies and blue skies
and when all is sad and gray
remember heaven is only a step away
smile to the sun
a new morning has begun

And when nothing seems right
remember days of bright
with love in your sight
and hold on to it tight
cause everything will be alright
sometimes that just how it goes
that everybody knows

And when the time has come
change the things undone
don't let it be the one
to keep you lonesome
(spiritwind-1996)

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Through Blue Skies Or Grey

through blue skies or grey watch seasons changes
feelings thoughts minds souls through wonder ranges
yellow petals one day transform into white honeycomb
fade into spectral preparation seeds in readiness to roam

dandelion seeds are spun web silk threads of freedom life
carried away by gust breath of wind or childs puff glow spice
tiny silk stem parachute flowers, freedom launch breath awaiting
to travel like tiny parachutes, on breeze wind wonder never abating

strong wind can carry tiny flower parachutes, miles away from parent
plant yet freedom seed flying stays, within wonder of any vision heart


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Under The Blue Skies...

Under the blue skies of her native land
She languished and began to fade...
Until surely there flew without a sound
Above me, her young shade;

But there stretches between us an uncrossable line.
In vain my feelings I tried to awaken.
The lips that brought the news were made of stone,
And I listened like a stone, unshaken.

So this is she for whom my soul once burned
In the tense and heavy fire,
Obsessed, exhausted, driven out of my mind
By tenderness and desire!

Where are the torments? Where is love? Alas!
For the unreturning days'
Sweet memory, and for the poor credulous
Shade, I find no lament, no tears.

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Blue Skies

I was blue, just as blue as I could be
Evry day was a cloudy day for me
Then good luck came a-knocking at my door
Skies were gray but theyre not gray anymore
Blue skies
Smiling at me
Nothing but blue skies
Do I see
Bluebirds
Singing a song
Nothing but bluebirds
All day long
Never saw the sun shining so bright
Never saw things going so right
Noticing the days hurrying by
When youre in love, my how they fly
Blue days
All of them gone
Nothing but blue skies
From now on
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I should care if the wind blows east or west
I should fret if the worst looks like the best
I should mind if they say it cant be true
I should smile, thats exactly what I do

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You Always Saw The Blue Skies

(frankie miller/ will jennings)
Producer for bonnie: jimmy smyth
Im turned around and lost out here again
Feeling like theres no way out
And without you no way in
Where are you my friend?
I know how hard it is
To keep from crying out loud
To look up in the sky
And see nothing but clouds
The last thing you said
you know my hope never dies
No matter how dark it was
You always saw the blue skies
Oh Im sick and tired of yesterday
I think of all the times I chose the worst things
And I threw the best away
What would you say?
You know how hard it is
To keep from crying out loud
To look up in the sky
And see nothing but clouds
The last thing you said
you know my hope never dies
No matter how dark it was
You always saw the blue skies
I just hope this road keeps turning
Till I find a place to end this yearning
Where were you my friend?
You know how hard it is
To keep from crying out loud
To look up in the sky
And see nothing but clouds
The last thing you said
You know my hope never dies
No matter how dark it was
You always saw the blue skies
No matter how dark it was
You always saw the blue skies
No matter how dark it was
You always saw the blue skies

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You Alway Saw The Blue Skies

(frankie miller/ will jennings)
Producer for bonnie: jimmy smyth
I'm turned around and lost out here again
Feeling like there's no way out
And without you no way in
Where are you my friend?
I know how hard it is
To keep from crying out loud
To look up in the sky
And see nothing but clouds
The last thing you said
'you know my hope never dies'
No matter how dark it was
You always saw the blue skies
Oh i'm sick and tired of yesterday
I think of all the times i chose the worst things
And i threw the best away
What would you say?
You know how hard it is
To keep from crying out loud
To look up in the sky
And see nothing but clouds
The last thing you said
'you know my hope never dies'
No matter how dark it was
You always saw the blue skies
I just hope this road keeps turning
Till i find a place to end this yearning
Where were you my friend?
You know how hard it is
To keep from crying out loud
To look up in the sky
And see nothing but clouds
The last thing you said
You know my 'hope never dies'
No matter how dark it was
You always saw the blue skies
No matter how dark it was
You always saw the blue skies
No matter how dark it was
You always saw the blue skies

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My Canadian Chronicles 15

Sitting on the deck in the morning
enjoying the sun and blue skies
as the birds flit about my friend’s garden.
Relaxing chatting
under a Calgary sun
who could ask for more,
not me.

11 June 2009

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I Hope...

I hope to fly away someday
So I can soar the blue skies

I hope to become one with nature
So I can understand the world a little better

I hope to make all my dreams come true
So that I may live a content life

I hope to grow old and gray
So that I can say,
'I lived through those times, back in my day.'

I hope to perish this world in quiet peace
So that I don't have to die in agony

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The Winter Poem Is A Cold Poem

THE WINTER POEM IS A COLD POEM

The winter poem is a cold poem
It is a poem seeking warmth
It wants to feel a comfort
In being at home
But the cold is deep
And so dark
And the pain so rigid in its breaking
That no light can heat it
And no sun can thaw it
And nothing not even the bright blue skies of another time
Can make one forget it.
The winter poem is a hard poem and a cold poem
And the soul of that poem is as loveless as death.

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is Your Journey Really Needed!

'IS YOUR JOURNEY REALLY NEEDED!

By hell of course it is
We all have a journey in life a long and bumpy trip
Sometimes its plain sailing,
Often Storm clouds rise above
When the storm clouds die down
Blue skies are above
Taking us on life's journey
Incredible journey it so is,
From your Mothers womb
To children of your own
Life can be a rocky road
As we go along our way
Remember we have to walk through the Rain
To get to Rainbow way.

Dave Bennett

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Gypsy Fires

Gypsy fires burning bright.

Flames leaping higher in the night,

And Gypsies dancing hand in hand,

The free est people in the land.

Their sparkling eyes and rings of gold,

Mesmerising villagers who behold,

The flashing smiles and pearly teeth,

Showing jewelled qualities beneath.

No people kinder or more loyal.

Simple folk linked to the soil,

But also linked to skies above.

Magnificent Eagle, soft Turtle dove.

Spanning the spectrum broad and wide.

Tripping lightly from side to side.

‘Til resting in the moon's sweet bower,

They sleep away till sunlit hour.

Then rise again with souls so wise,

And learning there for all men's eyes.

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Broken Homes

I look around and all I see is confusion
People walking around with happy faces of illusion
Their hearts filled with emotion, but empty with love
Everyone unhappy, just calling the other persons bluff
A battlefield, I never thought I would be
Now it's just the war inside of me

Left and right word-bombs are falling
I'm screaming, fighting, but no one even hears me calling
Inside we are all slowly dying
Because there's a truth each of us are denying

Friends come first and family have to wait till later
But when you turn it around they all just call you a hater
People get into your head; they say it's for the best
But let me tell you, every day is just filled with more stress

Now please let me make it better
-Let me make it right
If you'll give me a chance
I would like to stay and fight

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The Airconditioner

as i sleep the airconditioner inside our room
hums a tune to my ear
sounding very much like your
poem recently posted at PH
last night when i arrived late
from the office

Monotonous like the Rural Transit bus
that takes you daily from the house to the city
then back

Silly like a nursery rhyme a la Jack and Jill or ba ba black sheep
There is no philosophical content whatsoever like a very dry well
No water in here no pebbles just plain dust and sand

There is no color like the blue skies and black birds
No motion for wings no notion of movement like our emotions
There is no odor (there is a little bit of rotten fish and wilting leaves of
mahogany, like some fertile humus in mama's backyard)

Forget what i said. It is your poem my dear.
And i must love it.

It is like the hmmmmm of the airconditioner and
It is making me sleep soundly beside you. Anyway

I am here.

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0103 These late autumn days

these late autumn days
leaves fall like poems
green as new thoughts
yellow as wisdom
red as late summer love
brown as old speech
dry as the past

these late autumn days
old poets
look out at coming winter snowclouds
but hope like trees might hope, unknowing,
for a miracle of rebirth
beyond their dry boughs' reach
of words

new buds
green as
new songs

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Not a Sight For the Weak

An obsession that has addicted...
With traditions held thick,
With desires and things to aspire and climb...
Higher to obtain those symbolic dreams.
And a dripping of teases to attach and cling...
To a love for toys!
And entertainment needs.
Has descended upon the people...
A reality,
That brings an economy to its knees.

This greed has fed generations,
To depend on things to hoard.
Things to establish a standard lived...
For all to score luxurious rewards,
While those fighting in troubled wars...
Are the ones who should receive,
Such accolades and applause that greets.

Suffer they today from conflicts and sefishness.
Suffer today,
From an evil corruption taught.
Just to obtain a slice that pieces an ego to feel,
Accepted and complete.
A deceiving sought...
That depletes their pockets.

And this conformity to be like one's neighbor...
Has brought entire cities and states to the floor.
Slamming the doors where they labored.
To unite together in a massive state of denial!

Still this has them fantasized and deluded.
A demoralized society once revered now begs.
With hopes to prolong their decadent ways...
To keep!
In stubborn mindsets that dreads,
In fear to cause anguish and weeping.

Even though their pleas will not soon see them retreat,
From the glares they give to the homelessness...
Ignored and left,
Unaddressed as one would do to pests.
And yet,
This leaves a sea of stunned faces...
Bracing together in chilling air.
Standing in lines on streets they abandoned,
Back during the times they fled to flea 'minorities'.
When their eyes would dismiss,
Those helpless and hungry,
Those now prioritized...
To be the first to be served to eat!

And this upsets,
Those who were accustomed...
To sniffing their upturned noses,
As they passed those distressed.
While observing the changes,
Of what has come.
To have sit on their shoulders,
With bitterness to weight on bended backs.

And try hard to hide their pride and tears.
Reminiscing a greed...
With a reality close and now feared.
And much too near to their pretensions.
To express digressions obsessed with love.
Is not a sight for the weak.

They have chosen to standby their values!
And what they valued has them living their lives lived bleak.
With a hope that something recognizable returns...
For an evaluation to be given and kept on their terms.

But the motivating of negotiation days have been fading.
Long before they waited in impatience to debate.
In an openness that lifts voices screaming.
And faces tormented with mental illness...
That is too real, to fake or smother one's heartbreak.
This,
Is in the vision!

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Written in the retreat from Burgoyne

Was it for this, with thee a pleasing load,
I sadly wander'd thro' the hostile wood;
When I thought fortune's spite could do no more,
To see thee perish on a foreign shore?

Oh my lov'd babe! my treasure's left behind,
Ne'er sunk a cloud of grief upon my mind;
Rich in my children---on my arms I bore
My living treasures from the scalper's pow'r:
When I sat down to rest beneath some shade,
On the soft grass how innocent she play'd,
While her sweet sister, from the fragrant wild,
Collects the flow'rs to please my precious child;
Unconscious of her danger, laughing roves,
Nor dreads the painted savage in the groves.

Soon as the spires of Albany appear'd,
With fallacies my rising grief I cheer'd;
'Resign'd I bear,' said I, 'heaven's just reproof,
'Content to dwell beneath a stranger's roof;
'Content my babes should eat dependent bread,
'Or by the labour of my hands be fed:
'What tho' my houses, lands, and goods are gone,
'My babes remain---these I can call my own.'
But soon my lov'd Abella hung her head,
From her soft cheek the bright carnation fled;
Her smooth transparent skin too plainly shew'd
How fierce thro' every vein the fever glow'd.
---In bitter anguish o'er her limbs I hung,
I wept and sigh'd, but sorrow chain'd my tongue;
At length her languid eyes clos'd from the day,
The idol of my soul was torn away;
Her spirit fled and left me ghastly clay!

Then---then my soul rejected all relief,
Comfort I wish'd not for, I lov'd my grief:
'Hear, my Abella!' cried I, 'hear me mourn,
'For one short moment, oh! my child return;
'Let my complaint detain thee from the skies,
'Though troops of angels urge thee on to rise.'

All night I mourn'd---and when the rising day
Gilt her sad chest with his benignest ray,
My friends press round me with officious care,
Bid me suppress my sighs, nor drop a tear;
Of resignation talk'd---passions subdu'd,
Of souls serene and christian fortitude;
Bade me be calm, nor murmur at my loss,
But unrepining bear each heavy cross.

'Go!' cried I raging, 'stoick bosoms go!
'Whose hearts vibrate not to the sound of woe;
'Go from the sweet society of men,
'Seek some unfeeling tyger's savage den,
'There calm---alone---of resignation preach,
'My Christ's examples better precepts teach.'
Where the cold limbs of gentle Laz'rus lay
I find him weeping o'er the humid clay;
His spirit groan'd, while the beholders said
(With gushing eyes) 'see how he lov'd the dead!'
And when his thoughts on great Jerus'lem turn'd,
Oh! how pathetic o'er her fall he mourn'd!
And sad Gethsemene's nocturnal shade
The anguish of my weeping Lord survey'd:
Yes, 'tis my boast to harbour in my breast
The sensibilities by God exprest;
Nor shall the mollifying hand of time,
Which wipes off common sorrows, cancel mine.

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