Quotes about sandy, page 5
Sandy
Sandy
Sandy, my baby, come soft and mild
I needed a car wash but this time you are
enough to make me pink by washing out
my black ink, I have broken many rules of
the game while playing, it is between you
and me, do the atonement very fast and
silently, one thing more, come now and then,
keep clean my sin, bring some air of kindness
for the desperate and stoic, storm the heart
who pretend to be fast asleep or got a cover of
rust, too.
The desire was burning in the bush for long
creating weaves high and low in the ocean,
I shall not call you again, if you have any love
for me come of your own to storm out my urge
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Hurricane Sandy Nov 5th,2012
HURRICANE SANDY Nov 5th,2012
By
James Bredin
The northeast coast just got hit by hurricane Sandy at night,
And New York City just got one hell of an awful fright,
Houses, subways and taxis flooded and in distress,
Hospitals vacated without power and all on TV and in the press.
Many houses burned to the ground in New Jersey and power gone,
Many relatives drowned and we can't tell what's going on,
An extremely sad affair with the subway closed down,
And gas stations out of gas and can't get up or downtown.
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poem by James Bredin
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Middleton's Rouseabout
Tall and freckled and sandy,
Face of a country lout;
This was the picture of Andy,
Middleton's Rouseabout.
Type of a coming nation,
In the land of cattle and sheep,
Worked on Middleton's station,
`Pound a week and his keep.'
On Middleton's wide dominions
Plied the stockwhip and shears;
Hadn't any opinions,
Hadn't any `idears'.
Swiftly the years went over,
Liquor and drought prevailed;
Middleton went as a drover,
After his station had failed.
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poem by Henry Lawson
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New York Is Shaking
Here I am in my fortress
Nervously glued to my TV
Listening to constant news
About that mean girl Sandy!
Unable to help anyone,
I feel powerless and sad
While I can hear loud and clear
The ferocious wind
Trying to break my windows!
Scared I am, I confess,
Worried about loved ones
And everybody else!
Gusty winds persist
Accompanied by heavy rains
Seem to swallow our city!
Total darkness can occur anytime
Due to power failures everywhere
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Realities Escape
Gravely i grimace
In knife-like pain
Living vicariously
In realities cold rain
Today i drive for
The abstract
The canned apathy
Of city streets
Once there i mingle
With torrents of humble
Strangers and soothsayers
I surround myself
By painless illusionists
Who show me the
Snows of Hell
While watching it freeze
Over
'Never' is an unaccepted
Word here amongst the
Throngs of wizards and
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poem by Theodora Onken
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Wish
I'd like to show your eyes the plains
And a forest green and ruddy,
Far off and soft
Under clear skies on the horizon,
Or some hills
With lovely slopes
So changing and supple and misty,
Seeming to melt in the sweetness of the air,
Either hills
Or forest.
I'd like
For you to hear
Strong, vast, deep, and tender,
The great dull voice of the sea
That moans
Like Love;
And once in a while
Right next to you,
In the interval,
I'd like you to hear
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poem by Henri de Regnier
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A Wounded Angel
How sad to see
thousands of butterfly wings
freshly plucked
scattered on the ground.
How sad to see
Wounded Angels flounder
at the cliffs edge
one by one
falling into the abyss,
a young girl holding
out her hand
trying to hold her sandy heart
pieces
from sifting through her fingers
grain by grain
blown away by the wind,
Orphan Eyes
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poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Storming Moments
Your name is Sandy
The say you are so strong
But no sweet like a candy
Or deducing like a love song…
Like your twin sister Irene,
You are rapidly coming our way
With a devastating strength
And you send your ferocious wind
To let us all know
That you will be here soon!
Mean girl, for you we are ready
To fight you to the end!
Trains and buses suspended,
Schools and public places closed
While streets are deserted
Foods, water and medicine storage
Waiting to be used
In this approaching moment of truth!
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Away From The Camera
Away From the Camera.
In the Bay of Bengal, near Tripura, a tank ship ran
aground, an old ship that had been economical for
its owner, carrying crude for a hungry west and
crewed by low paid seamen. And she was sold to
the people who would tear ships apart, like French
avant-garde butchers with hearts of frozen rocks.
Squall in the bay, the ship broke anchor and, like
a horse that seeks grassland, she sought high seas.
Alas she had oil onboard must be caught before spill
washed on sandy shore. Cowboy tugboats rode out
lassoed the old lady back to the place of destruction.
It is in the Bay of Bengal the infidel drowned Bin Laden,
in moonlight his coffin is a silvery specter in the bay.
It drifted to shores of New Jersey, on the voyage made
a devil´s pact with sandy storm; revenge for those who
dare laugh in the face of Islam. For her crew this meant
little, but pale memories of peace when dolphins played
on cobalt sea, and grown men had hearts of poetry.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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The Prayers
The rocking hands swayed me back,
The centuries full four and ten behind;
Placed me on the cold wet sandy bank,
At the time of dawn, half light, half night.
Behind I saw stretched sandy plains,
In front calm sea with small ridges
Moving when gentle air moved.
Far away I beheld a ship coming
Ashore from the remote distant land,
Anchored instantly after the voyage long.
I beheld then the men four riding on
The steeds, galloping along splashing waters;
Fully armoured,
Equipped with sharp shining swords;
And captured they the descending voyager,
From the shoulders who cast at me,
A resigned patient look.
Ah! I can recall the heavy rough brows,
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poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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