Poetic Pieces for the Mind and Spirit

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Posted: September 24 2022 at 13:43

How about these lyrics?

Genesis - "Looking for Someone" (excerpt)

Looking for someone, I guess I'm doing that

Trying to find a memory in a dark room
Dirty man, you're looking like a Buddha, I know you well

Keep on a straight line, I don't believe I can,
Trying to find a needle in a haystack,
Chilly wind you're piercing like a dagger, it hurts me so.

Nobody needs to discover me, I'm back again.
You see the sunlight through the trees, to keep you warm in peaceful shades of green
Yet in the darkness of my mind Damascus wasn't far behind.

(from the album Trespass (1970))

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Posted: September 26 2022 at 08:58

Brave new world

Just around the corner

I wonder

How happy we will be

Can we prevent it?

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Posted: September 26 2022 at 09:43

If a woman is fickle,

Give her a tickle,

Hold her waist tightly,

Do it twice nightly.

- Ken Dodd

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Posted: September 26 2022 at 13:08

Weell, how tickled I am! Big smile

and very much welcome in this thread! Tongue

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Posted: September 28 2022 at 08:22

Some more of the ideological 70's lyrics:

Emerson, Lake & Palmer - "Tarkus: Battlefield" (excerpt)

Clear the battlefield and let me see

All the profit from our victory.
You talk of freedom, starving children fall.
Are you deaf when you hear the season's call?

Were you there to watch the earth be scorched?
Did you stand beside the spectral torch?
Know the leaves of sorrow turned their face,
Scattered on the ashes of disgrace.

(from the album Tarkus (1971))

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Posted: September 28 2022 at 08:36

and here maybe a bit unusual suggestion for interpretation:

"I see a meaning of rebirth and redemption in this song. Tarkus lives a vicious, violent life and does not realize that it is being lived wrong [Stones of Years]. When he is defeated by the Manticore, he realizes his violent ways were not the right path- violence does not help. it only ends up hurting- he hurt himself and those he fought. So, he redeems himself- he goes into the sea, a completely new machine. At the end of Aquatarkus, the same music from Eruption is played- Tarkus has been born anew. That's just my take on it, seems good IMO. I love this song, it's 20 minutes and never boring. Epic."

written by Aquatarkus, April 17, 2009 on songmeanings.com

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Posted: September 30 2022 at 09:58

How about a bit of Swedish 90´s lyrics from the excellent Vemod (1993):

Anekdoten - "The Old Man & The Sea" (excerpt)

The storm has raged here for hours

The water's plunging in on me
The remains of my creation
Is swallowed slowly down
By the troubled sea
Into unconsecrated ground
Gone eternally, gone eternally

Feeder of my visions
Carrier of my soul
The last hope for the dreamers
Now crashing to the shore
Pinioned and torn
In presumption and with my foolish pride
I challenged the storm, I challenged the storm

- not so optimistic.

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Posted: October 02 2022 at 08:28

Some interesting modern lyrics are written by Mariusz Duda of Riverside fame on the first album of his solo project,

the selftitled Lunatic Soul from 2008.

He seems to be occupied by the idea of afterlife/reincarnation, but it obviously gives him some problems:

Lunatic Soul - "The Final Truth" (excerpt)

So what will survive of me

A cardboard box with thoughts inside
What will survive of me
My little escapes from real life
What will survive
And what will I take
To the land of the endless ones

If I sever the past
It will be so dark here

When I met The Ferryman
He smiled to me
Could swear I saw this smile before
"You have to choose" - he said
"And then you may return
You'll get another chance to revive
If you decide to keep
Your memories from the past
By all else, you must be forgotten
If you let me take your mind
If you let me take your soul
In their hearts you'll stay forever
Your choice

Edited by David_D - January 31 2024 at 14:00

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Posted: October 02 2022 at 09:28

David_D wrote:

I should maybe tell that it's not allowed for PA to quote whole songs, only excerpts. Smile

Hi,

I understand the reason, however, some rules are just craving to be broken and wasted.

I'm not sure that PA would be considered a "money site' in order for anyone to chase down rules that are designed to ensure that the money flows in one direction. In my experience, a lot of those rules have fallen apart when the site and person were not about a lot of commercial interests, to the point of making a fortune in money. PA may request "donations" to cover some expenses, but I am not sure that is considered material for a commercial venture. In fact, it would not surprise me, if M@X lost money on this site, or at the very least broke so he could maintain it.

I think that some of those rules are in effect more to prevent the event that the company (M@X's) would get a written note from a bunch of lawyers asking it to address the issue or pay an X amount of money!

It's been like that for a long time ... besides the fact that any monstrosity out there trying hard to take money and create rules for a broken statue is more likely to find itself in the ditch, than the user! M@X is probably cringing at the nut, and will email me to slow down and quiet down, but all in all, in my days, when the dinosaur went after the wrong element ... it killed itself bit by bit! And the old line of record company thing needs to die even more and more! As if 28 years were not enough money for them!

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Posted: October 02 2022 at 09:36

Hi,

Here you go ...

POSTED WITH PERMISSION BY THE AUTHOR WHO HAS GAINED NOT ONE CENT IN 33 YEARS FROM THIS POEM!

(WRITTEN IN 1989)

You,
...
are no longer a vision.
...
Or a poem.

There was a day,
and many a night,
of wonder,
of hope,
of waiting,
and perhaps
of expecting,...
and, I have often felt,
..'what daring'..
have I,
to stand and think,
much less,... even more,
write a poem,
of hope,
prayer like,
that one day this will
all come to happen,
somehow,
amid all the daily
...
events
...
and rotten repercussions
of doubt and belief,
some mine,
most by others,
that,
...
somehow, in some way,
I would one day
stand up
across your path,
and blatantly
tell you, that,
...
I loved you.

And you might say,
...
do you know me?
...

And I'll say,
...
what is there to know,
that can't be proved
by your being,
and,
standing here,
...

I had to grow,
you had to see,
I had to learn,
you had to be,
and now,
as the end of the past
nears,
ever so softly,
I can finally
see your eyes,
truly,
...
fully,
...
and feel
what can't possibly
ever,
be felt by many,
but the lucky few,
...
chosen ones,
...
yes,...You,
...
are no longer a vision.
Or even a poem.

And from my dream
of our climb
along the many splendour'd
shaft of light
shall the truth of truths
forever be born,
that no one can ever
cast a side glance of doubt
over the power of hope,
or of love,
and of care,
...
(yes, I have cared,.)
...
and of trust,
Oh yes, trust,
that indomitable faith,
which can make
or break all of us
into worthless, unhappy beings
whose desires are
masters of oblivion,
and reality is but
a shadow of what
it all could
and should,
...
forever be.

Sure it was hard.

And, it was painful.
But worth it.
For in one second,
all that ever was,
only but a vision,
perhaps a hope or two,
and a wondrous sight,
is now,
so true,
so clear,
so perfect,
and so inspiring,
that I'm not sure
that there even exist
in this unfathomable idea
of eternal time and space,
enough ink and lead
to describe you,
...
or
...
enough notes, scales and instruments
to
...
to surround you,
...
or
...
enough paints and canvases
to delineate you,
...
which will truly describe
the feelings
not even a second long
of a vision within a vision
which is,
an incarnate truth,
...
a specialized moment,
...
of unbearable joys,
...
when all time stands still,
...

and shines,...
oh yes, it shines,...
ever so brightly,...
when it finally can be said,
once and for all,
You ( my dear)
...
Are no longer a vision.
...
Or, even, a poem.

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Posted: October 03 2022 at 04:47

When I was young

the world was quite different around me

when the music's over

it's just big sleep.

Birth of a poet

how would that be

like Electric Music for the Mind and Body?

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Posted: October 03 2022 at 07:32

retrospection, fragment two

obeying constipation

four thousandth moose

in search of loose spoons

table talks to refrigerator

"speed of

simulation

popcorn

tugboat

scrutinize little words

and postage never used

in the south moluccas"

sniffing icicles

fungae days

extraterrestrial pickles

vulgar vacuums

i smell like stars

and leave hangers in my clothes

and claim pear stems

and write letters to ironing boards

inside the bicycle pump

i remember

but i forget

what pants?

sextic polynomials

cookie crumbs and shaddocks

bopperpogs and demented diapers

what am i talking about?

i've asked this before

only to get trunkhose in return

flowing truncated triangles

dodecahedron inside a trumpet shell

flywheel tongues

compoundable cocoons

masters of toast

barking at dots on paper

ytterbic phone cord

it forgot to return with a soda

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Posted: October 03 2022 at 09:42

thanks for the new poems

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Posted: October 13 2022 at 03:13

Nothingface

without future

without grace

Every morning, every warning

In the darkness of the night

a lot of fight

If he knew

what to do

it still wouldn't be easy

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Posted: October 14 2022 at 05:26

In the jungle of a city

a neglected wife and depressed widow man

a wrong train to the right station?

A wrong lunch box

to the right man

a lot of letters

how good can that be...and yet

The way of life

or a good story?

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Posted: October 15 2022 at 02:39

Waiting for the sun

that will never come

what a waste of time

Much better

write a letter

or f**k it all

If confused

can be used

don't worry, be happy

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