Poems
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
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You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
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Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
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It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
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Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
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Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
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The free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
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I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.
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Deeper than sleep but not so deep as death
I lay there dreaming and my magic head
remembered and forgot. On first cry I
remembered and forgot and did believe.
I knew love and I knew evil:
woke to the burning song and the tree burning blind,
despair of our days and the calm milk-giver who
knows sleep, knows growth, the sex of fire and grass,
renewal of all waters and the time of the stars
and the black snake with gold bones.
Black sleeps, gold burns; on second cry I woke
fully and gave to feed and fed on feeding.
Gold seed, green pain, my wizards in the earth
walked through the house, black in the morning dark.
Shadows grew in my veins, my bright belief,
my head of dreams deeper than night and sleep.
Voices of all black animals crying to drink,
cries of all birth arise, simple as we,
found in the leaves, in clouds and dark, in dream,
deep as this hour, ready again to sleep.
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I have not bummed across America
with only a dollar to spare, one pair
of busted Levi's and a bowie knife.
I have lived with thieves in Manchester.
I have not padded through theTaj Mahal,
barefoot, listening to the space between
each footfall picking up and putting down
its print against the marble floor. But I
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Dance,
Your whole life, dance!
And if you think
You can't
Dance stronger,
Shake Yourself!
Move, with the Universe
Who moves so fast.
If You stop dancing,
You're falling!
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In the quiet of the night, when shadows loom,
Remind me, dear, my failures do not spell my doom.
Through Your eyes, I see the light, a child of grace,
With purpose in my heart, I take my rightful place.
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a tanka prose
M-16 rifles are blooming,2000-pound bombs singing, and Merkava tanks sweeping the streets.
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She stands by the shore, the dawn's first light,
A heart scarred by battles, but holding tight.
Many hands have reached, then let her fall,
Seeking beauty's lure, but not her soul's call.
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Wednesday afternoon, November 13, 2024, begun at 3: 46 p.m. and completed and published at 3: 57 p.m.
I live on both sides of most statements of fact,
hold opinions on both sides as I have lived both
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Give my regards to China,
Remember me to Tiananmen Square,
Tell all the folks gettin' high in Shanghai,
I'll soon be there.
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By the window in the silent night,
A glow in her eyes, a heart not light.
A yearning for love, yet calm remains,
The beauty of waiting, where peace sustains.
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Tuesday afternoon, November 13, 2024, begun at 2: 14 p.m. and completed and published at 3: 10 p.m.
"He was alone. Where was everybody? …. Then a face shone out of the gloom, a mask of compassion. It was the old fiddler, stooping over him. ‘Companero—‘ he began. Then he had disappeared … "
—Malcolm Lowry, Under The Volcano, From Chapter 12, the British Consul Geoffrey Firmin Lost in thought inside the Mexican bar and restaurant known as the Farolito, near Popocatepetl, the great Mexican volcano 40 miles distant
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We are in music class singing our song
Vera starts singing along
But its not the right part
So she sings all from her heart
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Kindness blooms like quiet rain softly easing hidden pain. A hand that heals, a light that shows, the hearts true path in giving grows.
For every single act we sow, a brighter world will grow. In grace we give, in peace we find God's love flows through our mind.
Michael Cochrane ©️ 2024
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I love red meat
Or maybe its the proteins
Well even red beans'll scream it loud
But for me red meat it is
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World wants new boss
Olds are torn, rotten, teeth broken
New this reality too hot yet too close
To your restroom
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Far from the glow of your sun
Surrounded by the legion of shadows
Right on the shore of the sea of flames
Looking into the star ridden sky
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I dwell
In the absence
You left behind
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If you die before me
I would jump down into your grave
and hug you so innocently
that angels will become jealous.
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Beautiful is the 'thank you'
Wrapped with gratitude,
Offered to peace prone people
Who offer what is real-themselves
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Indoors by technology, outdoors by speedy transport
I travel the world
Today in Japan, tomorrow in Rome,
Next day by an ancient civilization or in Hawaii or Coast Ivory,
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The low lands call
I am tempted to answer
They are offering me a free dwelling
Without having to conquer
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The Peace Warrior Of Mzansi, among heroes - a colossus!
Sun Of The Nation; a rare gift of Providence.
Once, entangled in the web of racist succubus;
Unruffled he declares before High Justice:
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(This is a composition in Pilipino Language the first one I did, the only one, and hope some of the Filipinos will get this funny poem in this site. The poem is updated with English translation)
Noong taong otsenta dekada
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Love and lust are poles apart.
Lust is chaos, love is art.
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Rappelle-toi Barbara
Il pleuvait sans cesse sur Brest ce jour-là
Et tu marchais souriante
Épanouie ravie ruisselante
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you put this pen
in my hand and you
take the pen from you put this pen
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On this dry prepared path walk heavy feet.
This is not "dinner music." This is a power structure.
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"Come, pretty birds, present your lays,
And learn to chaunt a goddess praise;
Ye wood-nymphs, let your voices be
Employ'd to serve her deity:
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If you had the choice of two women to wed,
(Though of course the idea is quite absurd)
And the first from her heels to her dainty head
Was charming in every sense of the word:
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A little while, a little while,
The weary task is put away,
And I can sing and I can smile,
Alike, while I have holiday.
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Between us now and here -
Two thrown together
Who are not wont to wear
Life's flushest feather -
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"Faith" is a fine invention
When Gentlemen can see—
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