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Poetry in motion Day 14 of 30 April is national poetry month and while I do follow along with my local library's daily selection, this year instead of writing my own poetry or sharing a classic of another, I am sharing songs, well lyrics of songs, that I consider pure poetry. Poetry in motion as it were. If you've been swept away by a poem, whether or not put to music and can help sweep us away, please join in and share your ocean of emotion/poetry in motion as well. Special thanks to drmgirl622, 4Faksake, jenny14, mockyloks & tsarah, who have offered suggestions or shared their selections.....It is greatly appreciated! **POST IN COMMENTS DUE POOR SITE FEATURE MAINTENANCE** Sometimes I make a move, sorry to leave my home, but hope I will find another of equal character. At night I gaze at the starry mass with no idea to which one the earth attached. May'be that cute little one over there or that one that sits alone in the inky black. ~~ 'My place amongst the stars' c/o former member SPB ~~ |
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We all have them don't we? Those poems as songs that roll over you like a tidal wave, making you close your eyes, open your ears, throw your head back and tune out the world as the tune itself drowns you in feeling! They can be sweet or sad, moving or numbing, quiet and gently stirring or fierce and loud. And sometimes....they just make you fucking HOT! I look at you and my blood boils hot, I feel my temperature rise I want it all, give me what you got, there's hunger in your eyes. I'm getting closer, baby hear me breathe (pants) hua,hua,hua You know the way to give me what I need Just let me love you and you'll never leave Feel my heat takin' you higher, burn with me, Heaven's on fire Paint the sky with desire, angel fly, Heaven's on fire I got a fever ragin' in my heart, you make me shiver and shake Baby don't stop, take it to the top, eat it like a piece of cake You're comin' closer, I can hear you breathe You drive me crazy when you start to tease You could bring the devil to his knees Feel my heat takin' you higher, burn with me, Heaven's on fire Paint the sky with desire, angel fly, Heaven's on fire Oho Heaven's on fire, oho Heaven's on fire, oho I'm getting closer, baby hear me breathe You know the way to give me what I need Just let me love you and you'll never leave Feel my heat takin' you higher, burn with me, Heaven's on fire Paint the sky with desire, angel fly, Heaven's on fire Kiss "Heaven's On Fire" Sometimes I make a move, sorry to leave my home, but hope I will find another of equal character. At night I gaze at the starry mass with no idea to which one the earth attached. May'be that cute little one over there or that one that sits alone in the inky black. ~~ 'My place amongst the stars' c/o former member SPB ~~
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cuzi This is HOT!!  A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable, but more useful than a life spent doing nothing. George Bernard Shaw Jenny
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King of the Road Boxcar Willie, Roger Miller Trailer for sale or rent, rooms to let fifty cents No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes Ah but two hours of pushin' broom Buys a eight by twelve four-bit room I'm a man of means by no means King of the road Third boxcar midnight train, destination Bangor, Maine Old worn out suit and shoes, I don't pay no union dues I smoke old stogies I have found Short but not too big around I'm a man of means by no means King of the road I know every engineer on every train All of their children and all of their names And every handout in every town And every lock that ain't locked when no-one's around I sing Trailer for sale or rent, rooms to let fifty cents No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes Ah but two hours of pushin' broom Buys a eight by twelve four-bit room I'm a man of means by no means King of the road An oldie but one to get your toes tappin' 
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cuzi This is HOT!! Sometimes I make a move, sorry to leave my home, but hope I will find another of equal character. At night I gaze at the starry mass with no idea to which one the earth attached. May'be that cute little one over there or that one that sits alone in the inky black. ~~ 'My place amongst the stars' c/o former member SPB ~~
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Oh, NICE! That is such a great poem. The image the title alone inspires is breathtaking each and every time I read it. Sometimes I make a move, sorry to leave my home, but hope I will find another of equal character. At night I gaze at the starry mass with no idea to which one the earth attached. May'be that cute little one over there or that one that sits alone in the inky black. ~~ 'My place amongst the stars' c/o former member SPB ~~
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King of the Road Boxcar Willie, Roger Miller Trailer for sale or rent, rooms to let fifty cents No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes Ah but two hours of pushin' broom Buys a eight by twelve four-bit room I'm a man of means by no means King of the road Third boxcar midnight train, destination Bangor, Maine Old worn out suit and shoes, I don't pay no union dues I smoke old stogies I have found Short but not too big around I'm a man of means by no means King of the road I know every engineer on every train All of their children and all of their names And every handout in every town And every lock that ain't locked when no-one's around I sing Trailer for sale or rent, rooms to let fifty cents No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes Ah but two hours of pushin' broom Buys a eight by twelve four-bit room I'm a man of means by no means King of the road An oldie but one to get your toes tappin' Sometimes I make a move, sorry to leave my home, but hope I will find another of equal character. At night I gaze at the starry mass with no idea to which one the earth attached. May'be that cute little one over there or that one that sits alone in the inky black. ~~ 'My place amongst the stars' c/o former member SPB ~~
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