Poetry

Poem of the time (t)......

Time is the oil in a car 

A tapeplayer lies on the fair sun 

Of a distant planet's moon 

It's playing the tune 

Of times that are gone 

Or should I say 

That are to come 

After all, time lies 

In recycling cycles 

But linear has more of a kling 

Since succession is our king 

But then again kings are 

Recycled also, near and far 

In time that is-- and time is the oil in a car.

Take your time and read also......

                                               Medical Poetry                    Poetry in Romanian

Elisabeth B Browning                                                                     Jacques Prevert

Blandat - Mixed                              Selected poems from English 103
 

    Shel Silverstein

Sonnet--To Science
Science! true daughter of Old Time thou art!
Who alterest all things with thy peering eyes.
Why preyest thou thus upon the poet's heart,
Vulture, whose wings are dull realities?
How should he love thee? or how deem thee wise,
Who wouldst not leave him in his wandering
To seek for treasure in the jewelled skies,
Albeit he soared with an undaunted wing?
Hast thou not dragged Diana from her car?
And driven the Hamadryad from the wood
To seek a shelter in some happier star?
Hast thou not torn the Naiad from her flood,
The Elfin from the green grass, and from me
The summer dream beneath the tamarind tree?
Eldorado
Gaily bedight,
A gallant knight,
In sunshine and in shadow,
Had journeyed long,
In search of Eldorado.
But he grew old--
This knight so bold--
And o'er his heart a shadow
Fell as he found
No spot of ground
That looked like Eldorado.
And, as his strength
Failed him at length,
He met a pilgrim shadow--
"Shadow," said he,
"Where can it be--
This land of Eldorado?"
"Over the Mountains
Of the Moon,
Down the Valley of the Shadow,
Ride, boldly ride,"
The shade replied,--
" If you seek for Eldorado."
Alone
From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were--I have not seen
As others saw--I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I lov'd, I lov'd alone.
Then--in my childhood--in the dawn
Of a most stormy life--was drawn
From ev'ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that 'round me roll'd
In its autumn tint of gold--
From the lightning in the sky
As it pass'd me flying by--
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
( When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view

Elizabeth Barret Browning
A Woman's Shortcomings
She has laughed as softly as if she sighed,
She has counted six, and over,
Of a purse well filled and a heart well tried--
Oh, each a worthy lover !
They " give her time;" for her soul must slip
Where the world has set the grooving;
She will lie to none with her fair red lip:
But love seeks truer loving.
She trembles her fan in a sweetness dumb,
As her thoughts were beyond recalling,
With a glance for one, and a glance for some,
From her eyelids rising and falling;
Speaks common words with a blushful air,
Hears bold words, unreproving;
But her silence says--what she never will swear--
And love seeks better loving.
Go, lady, lean to the night-guitar
And drop a smile to the bringer;
Then smile as sweetly, when he is far,
At the voice of an in-door singer.
Bask tenderly beneath tender eyes;
Glance lightly, on their removing;
And join new vows to old perjuries--
But dare not call it loving.
Unless you can think, when the song is done,
No other soft in the rhythm;
Unless you can feel, when left by One,
That all men else go with him;
Unless you can know, when unpraised by his breath,
That your beauty itself wants proving;
Unless you can swear " For life, for death !" --
Oh, fear to call it loving!
Unless you can muse in a crowd all day
On the absent face that fixed you;
Unless you can love, as the angels may,
With the breadth of heaven betwixt you;
Unless you can dream that his faith is fast,
Through behoving and unbehoving;
Unless you can die when the dream is past--
Oh, never call it loving!
That Day
I stand by the river where both of us stood,
And there is but one shadow to darken the flood;
And the path leading to it, where both used to pass,
Has the step but of one, to take dew from the grass--
one forlorn since that day.
The flowers of the margin are many to see;
None stoops at my bidding to pluck them for me.
The bird in the alder sings loudly and long,--
My low sound of weeping disturbs not his song,
As thy vow did that day.

Jacques Prévert
Sables Mouvants
Démons et merveilles
Vents et marées
Au loin déjà la mer s'est retirée
Et toi
Comme une algue doucement caressée par le vent
Dans les sables du lit tu remues en rêvant
Démons et merveilles
Vents et marées
Au loin déjà la mer s'est retirée
Mais dans tes yeux entr'ouverts
Deux petites vagues sont restées
Démons et merveilles
Vents et marées
Deux petites vagues pour me noyer
Chanson
Quel jour sommes-nous
Nous sommes tous les jours
Mon amie
Nous sommes toute la vie
Mon amour
Nous nous aimons et nous vivons
Nous vivons et nous nous aimons
Et nous ne savons pas ce que c'est que la vie
Et nous ne savons pas ce que c'est que le jour
Et nous ne savons pas ce que c'est que l'amour.
Le bouquet
Que faites-vous là petite fille
Avec ces fleurs fraîchement coupées
Que faites-vous là jeune fille
Avec ces fleurs ces fleurs séchées
Que faites-vous là jolie femme
Avec ces fleurs qui se fanent
Que faites-vous là vieille femme
Avec ces fleurs qui meurent
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J'attends le vainqueur
Je suis comme je suis
Je suis comme je suis
Je suis faite comme ca
Quand j'ai envie de rire
Oui je ris aux éclats
J'aime celui qui m'aime
Est-ce ma faute à moi
Si ce n'est pas le même
Que j'aime chaque fois
Je suis comme je suis
Je suis faite comme ca
Que voulez-vous de plus
Que voulez-vous de moi
Je suis faite pour plaire
Et n'y puis rien changer
Mes talons sont trop hauts
Ma taille trop cambrée
Mes seins beaucoup trop durs
Et mes yeux trop cernés
Et puis après
Qu'est-ce que ca peut vous faire
Je suis comme je suis
Je plais à qui je plais
Qu'est-ce que ca peut vous faire
Ce qui m'est arrivé
Oui j'ai aimé quelqu'un
Oui quelqu'un m'a aimée
Comme les enfants qui s'aiment
Simplement savent aimer
Aimer aimer...
Pourquoi me questionner
Je suis là pour vous plaire
Et n'y puis rien changer.
Chanson des escargots qui vont a l'enterrement
A l'enterrement d'une feuille morte
Deux escargots s'en vont
Ils ont la coquille noire
Du crêpe autour des cornes
Ils s'en vont dans le noir
Un très beau soir d'automne
Hélas quand ils arrivent
C'est déjà le printemps
Les feuilles qui étaient mortes
Sont toutes ressuscitées
Et les deux escargots
Sont très déssappointés
Mais voilà le soleil
Le soleil qui leur dit
Prenez prenez la peine
La peine de vous assesoir
Prenez un verre de bière
Si le coeur vous en dit
Prenez si ca vous plaît
L'autocar pour Paris
Il partira ce soir
Vous verrez du pays
Mais ne prenez pas le deuil
C'est moi qui vous le dis
Ca noircit le blanc de l'oeil
Et puis ca enlaidit
Les histoires de cercueils
C'est triste et pas joli
Reprenez vos couleurs
Les couleurs de la vie
Alors toutes les bêtes
Les arbres et les plantes
Se mettent à chanter
A chanter à tue-tête
La vraie chanson vivante
La chanson de l'été
Et tout le monde de boire
Tout le monde de trinquer
C'est un très joli soir
Un joli soir d'été
Et les deux escargots
S'en retournent chez eux
Ils s'en vont très émus
Ils s'en vont très heureux
Comme ils ont beaucoup bu
ils titubent un p'tit peu
Mais là-haut dans le ciel
La lune veille sur eux.
 


Invata de la toate - din lirica norvegiana Invata de la apa sa ai statornic drum Invata de la flacari ca toate-s numai scrum Invata de la umbra sa treci si sa veghezi Invata de la stanca cum neclintit sa crezi! Invata de la soare cum trebuie sapui Invata de la piatra cat trebuie sa spui Invata de la vantul ce-adie pe poteci Cum trebuie prin lume de linistit sa treci Invata de la toate, caci toate-ti sunt surori Cum treci frumos prin viata, cum poti frumos sa mori Invata de la vierme ca nimeni nu-i uitat Invata de la nufar sa fii mereu curat Invata de la flacari ce-avem de ars in noi Invata de la ape sa nu dai inapoi Invata de la umbra sa fii smerit ca ea Invata de la stanca sa-nduri furtuna grea Invata de la soare ca vremea sa-ti cunosti Invata de la stele ca-n cer sunt multe osti! Invata de la greier, cind singur esti sa canti, Invata de la luna sa nu te inspaimanti Invata de la vulturi, cand umerii ti-s grei Si du-te la furnica sa vezi povara ei! Invata de la floare sa fii gingas ca ea Invata de la miel sa ai blindeta sa Invata de la pasari sa fii mereu in sbor Invata de la toate ca totu-i trecator! Ia seama, fiu al jertfei, prin lumea-n care treci Sa-nveti din tot ce piere, cum sa traiesti in veci!

Learn from Everything - From Norwegian Lyric Learn from water, how to steady flow Learn from the flames,  how everything mere ashes is Learn from the shadow, how to surpass and survey Learn from the cliff,  how unyielding to believe! Learn from the sun, how you must set Learn from the rock, how much you need to say Learn from the wind that blows over narrow paths How  to walk peacefully through life Learn from all things for all things are your sisters How to beautifully live, how in beauty to die Learn from the worm that nobody is forgotten Learn from the pond lilly, to always be pure at heart Learn from the flames, that so much burns within us Learn from the waters, how to not rewind Learn from the shadow, how dutiful to be Learn from the cliff, that endures the heavy sea Learn from the sun,  how to tell if the day is good Learn from the stars, for there are many armies in the sky Learn from the grass-hopper, to sing when you're all by yourself Learn from the moon, to not be easily frightened Learn from the vultures, when heavy your shoulders feel And kneel before the ant , to see her gathered fortunes Learn from the flower, how to be as cute and kind Learn from the lamb,  how to have a gentle state of mind Learn from the birds, to always be in flight Learn from everything, for everything is fleeting Take notice, child of destiny of the world through which you walk To learn from all that perishes, how to live forever!  Copyright 2003 M-C D

 

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