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Post  SleeperSell on Thu Aug 04, 2011 12:26 pm

***Poetry Exchange***

Read a poem, leave a poem:
Originals, Favorites, Freeform or Song
A collection we'll build universal and strong


SERENDIPITY

How do you define a person
As more than the sum of their parts
The complexity of emotion
Interplay of the mind and the heart

A person’s defined by their choices
More just than by what they do
And often when absent their voices
Speak louder and ring more true

A person then must be composite
Of potential and what comes to be
Combining concrete accomplishment
With more than the eye can see

So remember well your inactions
And where they would have been
For the world you create’s a reflection
Of the internal state you are in


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Post  Weesa on Thu Aug 04, 2011 8:36 pm

Very nice SleeperSell. I like poetry but haven't read much lately. Thank you for getting this area started. Look forward to viewing the collection as it grows.
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Post  SleeperSell on Tue Aug 16, 2011 4:13 pm

Dreams
Do we dream in permutations?
Boundless worlds or so it seems
Endless nighttime stipulations
Steeped in what ifs and could have beens


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Thank you Weesa, but don't forget it's a poetry exchange ;-)
If not something you have read recently, surely you have
an old favorite you could share here, right?




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Post  Weesa on Tue Aug 16, 2011 4:36 pm

Well as it happens I did read a lovely one today in it's original form and translated. I'll post both.
This is the original Latin poem that Catullus wrote for Clodia:

Vivamus mea Lesbia, atque amemus,
rumoresque senum seueriorum
omnes unius aestimemus assis!
soles occidere et redire possunt:
nobis cum semel occidit breuis lux,
nox est perpetua una dormienda.
da mi basia mille, deinde centum,
dein mille altera, dein secunda centum,
deinde usque altera mille, deinde centum.
dein, cum milia multa fecerimus,
conturbabimus illa, ne sciamus,
aut ne quis malus inuidere possit,
cum tantum sciat esse basiorum.

The English version by Richard Crashaw:

Come and let us live my Deare,
Let us love and never feare,
What the sowrest Fathers say:
Brightest Sol that dyes to day
Lives againe as blith to morrow,
But if we darke sons of sorrow
Set, then, how long a Night
Shuts the Eyes of our short light!
Then let amorous kisses dwell
On our lips, begin and tell
A Thousand, and a Hundred, score
an Hundred, and a Thousand more,
Till another Thousand smother
That, and that wipe off another.
Thus at last when we have numbered
Many a Thousand, many a Hundred;
Wee'l confound the reckoning quite,
And lose our selves in wild delight:
While our joyes so multiply,
As shall mocke the envious eye.

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Post  Greatheart on Mon Mar 04, 2013 7:16 pm

"Strange Rooms"

Another new place, another strange room

Go here, wear this, lie down

This won't hurt, relax

In a hospital gown (?!)

Strange journey back

from the half-seen abyss

flashing lights and

the needles' sting

What's this, I don't even ask

oddly incurious,

the atheist performing

an act of faith for once

I will trust these people

doing strange things

to my broken body

in these strange rooms.


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Post  Weesa on Tue Mar 05, 2013 11:53 am

Thanks Greatheart I don't read as much poetry as I would like, it's nice to be reminded that a good read doesn't have to be a full size novel.
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Post  Greatheart on Tue Mar 05, 2013 3:38 pm

Glad you enjoyed it. Somebody once describes a poem as the picture of a feeling, painted with words.

Some thoughts and feelings need more than a word or two, but an essay seems out of place. The poem fills a special need.
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Post  Weesa on Wed Mar 13, 2013 7:15 pm

What a nice way of putting it, never thought of it that way.
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Post  Greatheart on Sun May 26, 2013 5:41 am

Lyrics from a favorite old song, really worth a listen.


"The Light"


The light within me shineth, the life within me flows

I’ll sing a song of the kingdom and hope the spirit grows



There was a man from midnight who lived while on the road

A light was his possession it was a heavy load

He wrapped it all in color but left the binding free

For those who felt the hunger and truly longed to see



The rumor soon did travel, the winds they did not fail

And all across the country, the brightness did prevail

The people they did gather their thankfulness to bring

But for the silent witness who did not see a thing



Come all you sons and daughters who make the road your life

Who try and live the freedom to rise above this strife

Oh, find the way in wisdom the truth that does not lie

The change is many colors in the beholder’s eye



The light within me shineth, and the life within me flows

I’ll sing a song of the kingdom and hope the spirit grows

I’ll sing a song of the kingdom


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written by Michael Brewer & Tom Shipley
1970 Talking Beaver Music/BMI

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Post  Greatheart on Sat Jun 01, 2013 8:51 am

PS, the above is a beautiful sing from a great album. Brewer and Shipley did some of the best singing and harmonizing in modern music.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jKhAlSUsDZI
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"The Unicorn Trade"

Post  Greatheart on Sat Jun 08, 2013 8:37 pm



"The Unicorn Trade"
By Karen Anderson

They graze at night, the unicorns, upon the
fresh-dewed grasses,
Molten starlight flying as they toss their
sapphire horns,
They step with light and dainty hoof below
the stony passes,
Shimmer under shadow where the
nightingale mourns.

The bright manes ripple over dapple flanks,
Quartermoon racing past cloudy banks-

Now on the warning wind of dawn they flee
night's crimson death;
They sleep in velvet forest shade; they spice
it with their breath.

The castle queens it on her hill, the crown
of pride and power,
Turreted and traceried and carven like a
gem,
With sunnv court and golden hall, with wall
and lordly tower
Rich-tapestried with vine and grape, with rose
on thorny stem;

Rubies, damask, pomanders and swords-
Wild loves, black hates, delights of wine and words-

Let pipe and tabor play! and thus, hand
resting light on hand,
With quickerbeating heart we'll foot the
skipping allemande.

There's goodly trade in unicorns, in castles
and their treasure,
Dragons are much demanded, endless
caverns, eagly crags,
There's trade in rings of elven work, in songs
of striding measure,
Starsmiting curses, aye, and quests, and
splendid thumping brags.

Come buy, come choose your heart's
desire of these,
Fable and dream, wondrous commodities.
Already yours, these unicorns, as aught you
owned yestre'en,
This castle, real as memory, that none but
you have seen.
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Post  Greatheart on Thu Jul 18, 2013 9:29 pm

Was listening to this the other day, the words are powerful but set to music it is a stunning work. Well anyway, find it on youtube and give a listen. (The pedal steel work by Jerry Garcia is stunning.)

GRAHAM NASH
"I Used To Be A King"

I used to be a King and everything around me
Turned to gold
I thought I had everything and now I'm left without a hand to hold
But it's all right I'm O.K. How are you?
For what it's worth I must say I loved you
And in my bed late at night, I miss you
Someone is going to take my heart
But no one is going to break my heart again
I used to be a King and everything around me
Turned to rust
It's `cause I built my life on sand
And I watched it crumble in the dust
But it's all right I'm O.K. and I want to know
How you are
For what it's worth I must say I loved you as you are
And in my bed where are you?
Someone is going to take my heart
But no one is going to break my heart again
I used to be a King and everything around
Me turned around
But I know all I have to do is sing
And I'll lift myself way off the ground
Yeah, but it's all right I'm O.K. How are you?
For what it's worth I must say I loved you
And in my bed late at night where are you?
Someone is going to take my heart
But no one is going to break my heart again
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Post  Weesa on Mon Jul 29, 2013 9:47 am

Nice lyrics Greatheart. I always try to listen to the words of songs as well as the music, you never know what will touch you.
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Post  Greatheart on Sun Aug 04, 2013 5:00 am

Somebody wise once told me that poetry is meant to be heard, not read. Didn't really 'get it' until I heard this, back in the '80s'.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e2jJ5bzeZ3E

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Post  Weesa on Mon Aug 05, 2013 5:19 pm

Brilliant I love Shakespeare. Trying to make sure the nieces and nephews are all exposed to poetry some are more interested than others.
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Not a poem exactly, but worthwhile, I think.

Post  Greatheart on Sun Aug 25, 2013 6:44 pm



"“How should we be able to forget those ancient myths that are at the beginning of all peoples, the myths about dragons that at the last moment turn into princesses; perhaps all the dragons of our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us once beautiful and brave. Perhaps everything terrible is in its deepest being something helpless that wants help from us.

So you must not be frightened if a sadness rises up before you larger than any you have ever seen; if a restiveness, like light and cloudshadows, passes over your hands and over all you do. You must think that something is happening with you, that life has not forgotten you, that it holds you in its hand; it will not let you fall."

Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
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Post  Greatheart on Sun Aug 25, 2013 6:46 pm

Incidentally, the above was also read by Ron Perlman if you'd care to hear it -

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G-hzJtvfpAE&list=PLdgY05Wvdw5iF2sS_DC1cj4M7i2qPTdC0

After 20-some years it still amazes me that stuff this good ever made it to network television!
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Post  Weesa on Mon Aug 26, 2013 10:51 am

I used to watch that show with my Mom, it was good. Don't really care for the remake.
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Post  Greatheart on Fri Sep 06, 2013 9:51 am

""Trying to make sure the nieces and nephews are all exposed to poetry some are more interested than others.""

Hehehe, that reminds me of 'Dead Poets Society'. The scene where Robin Williams explains to the students why we study poetry - "To woo women!"

Tell your nephews that! >;-)
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Post  Greatheart on Mon Sep 09, 2013 6:14 pm

You're all too quiet out there, so...

I wrote this some time after the day (late 90's, I think) when the put canvas on the USS Constitution and sailed her, briefly. I was watching it on TV and it just seemed to me that I was watching something come alive or more precisely, awake, after a very long sleep.

When She Sailed

Too long asleep, the lady chained
anchored in a shallow bay
scarcely to look upon the sea
where once she danced, supreme
Yet the dream of her, unbound
lived on in hearts, remembered.

Given new wings she caught the wind
and rose to greet it, awakened
Queen of the waters, surging
her rigging singing of great deeds
commanding the awe of all who watched
their eyes aglisten as again she sailed.
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Post  Weesa on Tue Sep 10, 2013 12:32 pm

Wooing women, oh my that may cause some looks from them. Shocked 

Lovely poem.
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An oldie but goodie

Post  Greatheart on Sun Sep 29, 2013 6:38 am

Some more great lyric poetry

"Love Minus Zero, No Limit" by Bob Dylan

My love she speaks like silence

Without ideals or violence

She doesn’t have to say she’s faithful

Yet she’s true, like ice, like fire


People carry roses

Make promises by the hours

My love she laughs like the flowers

Valentines can’t buy her

In the dime stores and bus stations

People talk of situations

Read books, repeat quotations

Draw conclusions on the wall


Some speak of the future

My love she speaks softly

She knows there’s no success like failure

And that failure’s no success at all

The cloak and dagger dangles

Madams light the candles

In ceremonies of the horsemen

Even the pawn must hold a grudge


Statues made of matchsticks

Crumble into one another

My love winks, she does not bother

She knows too much to argue or to judge

The bridge at midnight trembles

The country doctor rambles

Bankers’ nieces seek perfection

Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring


The wind howls like a hammer

The night blows cold and rainy

My love she’s like some raven

At my window with a broken wing

Copyright © 1965 by Warner Bros. Inc.; renewed 1993 by Special Rider Music

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Post  Greatheart on Sun Sep 29, 2013 6:39 am

PS that song has been covered by a lot of folks, (Rick Nelson, Jackson Browne, Clapton, Joan Baez, etc. ) but I like this version best -

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PZkxot2nbrA
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Post  Weesa on Mon Sep 30, 2013 4:57 pm

Very nice Greatheart. Thanks for posting it.
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Post  Greatheart on Tue Oct 01, 2013 4:48 am

You're welcome. Here's another Dylan favorite of mine. (Saw an article the other day, someone was talking up Dylan for the Nobel Prize in literature. Got me thinking...)

"Tangled Up In Blue"

Early one morning the sun was shining
I was laying in bed
Wond'ring if she'd changed it all
If her hair was still red
Her folks they said our lives together
Sure was gonna be rough
They never did like Mama's homemade dress
Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough
And I was standing on the side of the road
Rain falling on my shoes
Heading out for the East Coast
Lord knows I've paid some dues getting through
Tangled up in blue.

She was married when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam I guess
But I used a little too much force
We drove that car as far as we could
Abandoned it out West
Split it up on a dark sad night
Both agreeing it was best
She turned around to look at me
As I was walking away
I heard her say over my shoulder
"We'll meet again someday on the avenue"
Tangled up in blue.

I had a job in the great north woods
Working as a cook for a spell
But I never did like it all that much
And one day the ax just fell
So I drifted down to New Orleans
Where I happened to be employed
Working for a while on a fishing boat
Right outside of Delacroix
But all the while I was alone
The past was close behind
I seen a lot of women
But she never escaped my mind and I just grew
Tangled up in blue.

She was working in a topless place
And I stopped in for a beer
I just kept looking at her side of her face
In the spotlight so clear
And later on as the crowd thinned out
I was just about to do the same
She was standing there in back of my chair
Said to me "Don't I know your name?"
I muttered something underneath my breath
She studied the lines on my face
I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
Tangled up in blue.

She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe
"I thought you'd never say hello" she said
"You look like the silent type"
Then she opened up a book of poems
And handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet
From the fifteenth century
And every one of them words rang true
And glowed like burning coal
Pouring off of every page
Like it was written in my soul from me to you
Tangled up in blue

I lived with them on Montague Street
In a basement down the stairs
There was music in the café at night
And revolution in the air
Then he started into dealing with slaves
And something inside of him died
She had to sell everything she owned
And froze up inside
And when finally the bottom fell out
I became withdrawn
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keeping on like a bird that flew
Tangled up in blue.

So now I'm going back again
I got to get her somehow
All the people we used to know
They're an illusion to me now
Some are mathematicians
Some are carpenter's wives
Don't know how it all got started
I don't what they're doing with their lives
But me I'm still on the road
Heading for another joint
We always did feel the same
We just saw it from a different point of view
Tangled up in Blue.
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