<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283</id><updated>2012-01-24T16:30:51.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pook of Pok</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to my 'Pook'.  A pook is a multi-purpose poetic survival pod.  This one is a bit like an untidy bedroom at the moment, but have a dig around and you'll find all kinds of writings, musical recordings, old photos and a few videos.  Eventually, it's going to evolve into something more organised.

&lt;p&gt;Contact me: pok.star@yahoo.co.uk</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Pokstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>230</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-7963306546583178638</id><published>2012-01-24T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T16:30:51.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A vision of hope</title><content type='html'>A vision of hope I sing for you&lt;br /&gt;A vision of hope is coming through&lt;br /&gt;It's what we in this world must heed&lt;br /&gt;Hope filled loving vision seeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aural receptors hear the words&lt;br /&gt;Please do not think it absurd&lt;br /&gt;A vision of hope is what we need &lt;br /&gt;Because this earth here wounded bleeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear this provoking rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Heralding action's hopeful tide&lt;br /&gt;Take it to heart for there it flows&lt;br /&gt;Courage surging as it goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foundationed block by hopeful block&lt;br /&gt;Caused by faith like unto a rock&lt;br /&gt;Make majestic dreams to fly&lt;br /&gt;Into societies mind's eye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-7963306546583178638?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/7963306546583178638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=7963306546583178638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/7963306546583178638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/7963306546583178638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/2012/01/vision-of-hope.html' title='A vision of hope'/><author><name>Pokstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-3944076347478379428</id><published>2012-01-24T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T16:24:30.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The initial extended utopian acid dream</title><content type='html'>World war one blew off our arms and legs&lt;br /&gt;World war two laid the atomic egg&lt;br /&gt;World war three is the war against nature&lt;br /&gt;This is the story that the freaks created yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LSD came with the nuclear dawn&lt;br /&gt;And all the boom babies picked up the score&lt;br /&gt;Till the plastic colours of the nineteen sixties&lt;br /&gt;Faded round about seventy four&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punk came along and with anarchy rent&lt;br /&gt;All it's feelings of discontent&lt;br /&gt;At the shitstem with an amphetamine rage&lt;br /&gt;Youth rebel resistance violence in the head&lt;br /&gt;No more heroes they're all dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Romantics were naff but Thatcher was worse&lt;br /&gt;And all the good that was done got reversed&lt;br /&gt;So began the soul devoid eightees&lt;br /&gt;But of the women of Greenham I shall speak of in greatness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sat on silos for nuclear warheads&lt;br /&gt;Chanted to the Goddess to come to them&lt;br /&gt;Rid this land of the cruel Cruise missile&lt;br /&gt;And this is exactly what they did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time of nineteen eighty four&lt;br /&gt;We had the miner's strike, they deplored&lt;br /&gt;Conditions under which they had to work&lt;br /&gt;So stood firm at their pickets not taking no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the riot police came and did their worse&lt;br /&gt;But they practised on the hippies first&lt;br /&gt;At what seemed like a festi at Nostal Priory&lt;br /&gt;Was there ever a public enquiry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here enter police not wearing their numbers&lt;br /&gt;In riot vans with batons gas and shields encumbered&lt;br /&gt;To the peace festivals that people were making&lt;br /&gt;An alternative life to the daily grind partaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The infamous so-called Beanfield Battle&lt;br /&gt;Marked what would have been the twelfth annual&lt;br /&gt;Stonehenge mid-summer solstice celebration&lt;br /&gt;But a Queen's charter was never granted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would have secured the gathering for good&lt;br /&gt;But the state trashed the hippies because it could&lt;br /&gt;What can you say it was low and obscene&lt;br /&gt;It got twisted in the papers and on the screen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New Age Traveler Peace Convoy did annoy&lt;br /&gt;The powers that be who scattered them all&lt;br /&gt;Because they were scared of what they had formed&lt;br /&gt;Because their traveler ways were becoming a norm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were certainly too many drugs&lt;br /&gt;But these people were not by nature thugs&lt;br /&gt;But driven out of house and home&lt;br /&gt;By circumstances that they did not own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alienated to the extreem&lt;br /&gt;By different sorts of government scheme&lt;br /&gt;Offered shit work or unemployment lines&lt;br /&gt;You bet that they looked for a better time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the end of the end of the initial&lt;br /&gt;Extended utopian acid dream&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-3944076347478379428?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/3944076347478379428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=3944076347478379428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/3944076347478379428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/3944076347478379428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/2012/01/initial-extended-utopian-acid-dream.html' title='The initial extended utopian acid dream'/><author><name>Pokstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-7293494280922513122</id><published>2012-01-24T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T15:58:15.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What goes around</title><content type='html'>Standing at the edge of time hanging out my washing line&lt;br /&gt;Spiral wizard make your spell at bottom of a wishing well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw yourself into the void there's no need to be destroyed&lt;br /&gt;Karma has it all but kepy the pebbles Dionysis wept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makin' spells of ancient law it opens up a very door&lt;br /&gt;Door in the mind is door to sky science still wonders how and why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cobbled words from bits of string dragon scale and magic ring&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you how to live it's all in the love you give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What goes around around around around&lt;br /&gt;Comes around around around&lt;br /&gt;Comes around comes around&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-7293494280922513122?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/7293494280922513122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=7293494280922513122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/7293494280922513122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/7293494280922513122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-goes-around.html' title='What goes around'/><author><name>Pokstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-437325025172585430</id><published>2012-01-24T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T15:51:38.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ballade of the Spacegoats</title><content type='html'>Ever movin' ever changing ever staying the same&lt;br /&gt;They roam the stars in burnt out cars &lt;br /&gt;Here's how the Spacegoats got their name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cosmic crew knew their cue fate of earth is in the swing&lt;br /&gt;Knowing God the cloven shod came down to sing 'the Morning Dew'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to transform it was their norm by playing 'pon the Huru horn&lt;br /&gt;They took it down to Twyford Down they played their holy sacred sounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here they met the Dongas folk the music rang long hard and loud&lt;br /&gt;With magic blows to a Tarmac heart it's what you'd call a road protest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth children we've gotta listen to our &lt;br /&gt;Soul Mother she's on the go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Solsbury Hill to Newbury with a Fairmile in between&lt;br /&gt;With festies all around the place where many stones were turned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the stakes are getting high corruption war all deadly lies&lt;br /&gt;Flame of fire and Goaty bleat stamping of a Dragon's feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From El Nino to eschaton you might wonder what we're on&lt;br /&gt;Two hundred years of abuse will surely let the storm unloose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth Mother! &lt;br /&gt;Transformation!&lt;br /&gt;Radiation for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;She's gonna take us through the cyclone's eye&lt;br /&gt;To Hunab Ku and back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to a Goodman's place when the Law evicted Crystal Palace&lt;br /&gt;From folk through punk to Gypsy Hill starry eyed and laughing still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Inamorata" hear us shout Thirteen Moons will work it out&lt;br /&gt;Mandala was the studio where we recorded don't you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We vision of a world to be through turmoil of this present age&lt;br /&gt;To heal with music word and weed so much to grow from tiny seed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The task it is just begun yet only half a tale is spun&lt;br /&gt;Around the world and back again tied up with a daisy chain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lightening flash forgotten dream no-one knows what it means&lt;br /&gt;We're all involved come what may to travel through the Milky Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's where us Goats all belong and where lives this strange old song&lt;br /&gt;So watch out when you turn around perhaps you'll hear the Goaty sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transform complete this wicked world so the Rainbow's start to whirl&lt;br /&gt;Trance us Hurunagas worm of your glory let us learn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-437325025172585430?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/437325025172585430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=437325025172585430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/437325025172585430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/437325025172585430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/2012/01/ballade-of-spacegoats.html' title='The ballade of the Spacegoats'/><author><name>Pokstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-2592665054458318802</id><published>2012-01-24T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T15:31:53.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roll on</title><content type='html'>Walk you out in the moonlight walk you under the stars&lt;br /&gt;Walk you out in the moonlight walk you under the stars&lt;br /&gt;You know my baby you're beautiful just as you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your father's the sunshine your mother's the rain&lt;br /&gt;Your father's the sunshine your mother's the rain&lt;br /&gt;Catch 'em together you've got a rainbow again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your brother paints pictures of the tramps in the street&lt;br /&gt;Your brother paints pictures of the tramps in the street&lt;br /&gt;You'd think they wouldn't like it but he paints 'em neat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got no shoes walking down this mile&lt;br /&gt;You ain't got no jewels but you're wearing a smile&lt;br /&gt;What we got is the moonlight and that's always in style&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-2592665054458318802?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/2592665054458318802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=2592665054458318802' title='0 Comments'/><link 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money at the stile &lt;br /&gt;Waited for the train to Charing Cross bought some news to pass the while&lt;br /&gt;She knows she has to get to where she is going&lt;br /&gt;Got to get to Peter on time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train rolls into the station and Sandy gets on board&lt;br /&gt;Sees there's five stops to go till she gets there, well at least there's no more&lt;br /&gt;She's late already what will she do&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get there on time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man in a trilby hat and great coat looks down at her with weasely eyes&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't say a think and she avoids his eyes but Sandy goes queer inside&lt;br /&gt;And at Charing Cross she darts out of the station&lt;br /&gt;Got to get where she's going on time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's exactly a quarter to one and it should have been half past twelve&lt;br /&gt;Sandy didn't make it on time but that gets put on the shelf&lt;br /&gt;Peter's open arms welcome her in and Sandy feels all a glow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry Sandy don't feel blue&lt;br /&gt;You know he loves you you know it's true&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-9208322475867211027?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/9208322475867211027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=9208322475867211027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/9208322475867211027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/9208322475867211027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/2012/01/dont-cry-sandy.html' title='Don&apos;t cry Sandy'/><author><name>Pokstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-6748809798137188762</id><published>2012-01-22T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T15:13:10.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wide eyed Annie</title><content type='html'>Chick name of Annie she's waiting upstairs she's got a deal she's made&lt;br /&gt;And needs to get up country to get away and be clean&lt;br /&gt;But there's a street load of policemen who just don't want this to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her man didn't come through and she's got a case full&lt;br /&gt;A big bag of bad luck if she's caught in this state&lt;br /&gt;And the state of her mind is wiped all over the place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now anyway Annie's got a hyper-set brain and uses cocaine&lt;br /&gt;That's why she's stuck here in Maine where it ain't so quaint&lt;br /&gt;And she's thinking to herself "How did I get here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the police are calling "You gotta come out &lt;br /&gt;We're gonna kick the door in, we know you're in there, &lt;br /&gt;You'd better give yourself up, it ain't tea for two, get ready we're coming through"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's ok she says she can cope, ties up a tourniquet&lt;br /&gt;Cranks up a needle full of coke, "It's no joke" she says  &lt;br /&gt;In fact you know shit it's all the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie's wide eyed and she's slipping away out the window down the drainpipe&lt;br /&gt;Briefcase handle clenched between her teeth, dangling in the breeze&lt;br /&gt;And her conscience is calling when will my mind find peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Wide eyed you are you are with your briefcase little Annie&lt;br /&gt;Wide eyed you'll be till you get away from your mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-6748809798137188762?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/6748809798137188762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=6748809798137188762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/6748809798137188762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/6748809798137188762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/2012/01/wide-eyed-annie.html' title='Wide eyed Annie'/><author><name>Pokstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-846037638201669947</id><published>2012-01-22T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T15:07:53.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goddam hippy ideals</title><content type='html'>Anything that you want to do is fine&lt;br /&gt;Anything that you want to do is fine&lt;br /&gt;Just as long as it don't hurt no one&lt;br /&gt;Do your own thing and I'll do mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to send people to war&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to send people to war&lt;br /&gt;War is only good for making further wars&lt;br /&gt;And profiting the few nothing more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom is just  a word&lt;br /&gt;Freedom is just another word&lt;br /&gt;Freedom is just the best&lt;br /&gt;Goddam word I ever heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we are all living on this earth&lt;br /&gt;As we are all living here on earth&lt;br /&gt;Step gently over the surface&lt;br /&gt;Treat her as you do yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know that we are what we eat&lt;br /&gt;We all know that we are what we eat&lt;br /&gt;Some eat vegetables and some eat meat&lt;br /&gt;We all know we are what we eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can buy organic if you're rich &lt;br /&gt;You can buy organic if you're rich&lt;br /&gt;But if you're poor you go to the Pound Store&lt;br /&gt;Rich hippies get all the best bits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They tried killing all the hippies&lt;br /&gt;They tried to stone them to death&lt;br /&gt;"Let he who is no hippy cast the first stone"&lt;br /&gt;Said Jesus and they all went home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Look in the eye girl look in the sky&lt;br /&gt;How should we treat ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;Girl I'm asking, we both know&lt;br /&gt;Goddam hippy ideals&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-846037638201669947?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/846037638201669947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=846037638201669947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/846037638201669947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/846037638201669947'/><link 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join the ring&lt;br /&gt;Come and join the sacred dance turn a Goddess singing&lt;br /&gt;Demeter Persephone&lt;br /&gt;Turn the corn wrap it round, what have we found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See oh don't you see&lt;br /&gt;The Earth Mother's Daughter's dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it the Mother, why is it she is calling&lt;br /&gt;Why is it she's crying out, why is it she's screaming?&lt;br /&gt;Nature's pain is written deep in fields of corn where circles meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See oh don't you see &lt;br /&gt;The Earth Mother's Daughter's dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance! Dance!&lt;br /&gt;Sisters! Dance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-4726550449599941860?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/4726550449599941860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=4726550449599941860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/4726550449599941860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/4726550449599941860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/2012/01/earth-mothers-daughters-dance.html' title='The Earth Mother&apos;s Daughter&apos;s Dance'/><author><name>Pokstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-5235258321244132261</id><published>2012-01-18T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T12:04:37.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diamond Rain</title><content type='html'>Seduced by Eden's inner call &lt;br /&gt;Our spirits met at Pomeroy&lt;br /&gt;To sit in circles beneath the moon&lt;br /&gt;Where diamond rain falls like dew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faerie trumpets call the corn &lt;br /&gt;Sound circles herald dawn&lt;br /&gt;Meet us here within these rings&lt;br /&gt;Where diamond rain falls from the moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light the fire, fire bright&lt;br /&gt;Love is a burning brand tonight&lt;br /&gt;Dance the dance, light the light&lt;br /&gt;Love is a burning brand tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of troubadours in circle days&lt;br /&gt;True and clear were notes we played&lt;br /&gt;Meet us us here where no time lies&lt;br /&gt;Come to give our stories life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light the fire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling falling falling rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August's crop has come again&lt;br /&gt;We stand within the diamond rain&lt;br /&gt;Falling falling falling rain&lt;br /&gt;Where dancing lines meet in the grain&lt;br /&gt;(repeat till end)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-5235258321244132261?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/5235258321244132261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=5235258321244132261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/5235258321244132261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/5235258321244132261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/2012/01/diamond-rain.html' title='Diamond Rain'/><author><name>Pokstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-4957532439217056883</id><published>2012-01-18T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T11:57:59.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragons</title><content type='html'>When knights of old recover&lt;br /&gt;Sweep the streets clean to the green&lt;br /&gt;Rise from the iron that slew us down&lt;br /&gt;Gather round tables again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When knights of old remember&lt;br /&gt;Dragons dwell in this land&lt;br /&gt;Guinevere she sheds a tear&lt;br /&gt;Her knights she does command&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragon eye is glowing&lt;br /&gt;Fire on beacons burning&lt;br /&gt;The creature crystal pulsing sings&lt;br /&gt;And we do learn the song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Arthur walks once more Avalon&lt;br /&gt;Merlin stirs in his sleep&lt;br /&gt;We find his work lost long ago&lt;br /&gt;And wend it in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragon eye is glowing&lt;br /&gt;Fire on beacons burning&lt;br /&gt;The creature crystal pulsing sings&lt;br /&gt;And we do sing the song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-4957532439217056883?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/4957532439217056883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=4957532439217056883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/4957532439217056883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/4957532439217056883'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;Our lives all flow together&lt;br /&gt;Our vision is one&lt;br /&gt;Happy is how we spend the day&lt;br /&gt;In what we do and what we say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Goodness knows we can work together&lt;br /&gt;Goodness knows we can share the land&lt;br /&gt;Goodness knows we can walk about the world in love&lt;br /&gt;Goodness knows goodness knows&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-746455337639010671?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/746455337639010671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=746455337639010671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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coming in?&lt;br /&gt;Are you going round and around and living in a spin?&lt;br /&gt;What is logical to you what has no cause?&lt;br /&gt;Are these questions you ignore or do call them doors?&lt;br /&gt;Do you call them doors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you'll make it through the swirling chaos core&lt;br /&gt;To the realm of Archmage's daughter where freedom is the law?&lt;br /&gt;Will you brave the barrier go beyond the night&lt;br /&gt;Seeking in the darkness for what you feel is right?&lt;br /&gt;What you feel is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you bound for Erewhon are you locked inside your head?&lt;br /&gt;Do you hold the life of God or do you think him dead?&lt;br /&gt;Can you think it's possible there's life outside of Earth?&lt;br /&gt;What is life anyway what is giving birth?&lt;br /&gt;What is giving birth?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-2549407239957469739?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/2549407239957469739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=2549407239957469739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/2549407239957469739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/2549407239957469739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/2012/01/questions.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>Pokstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-1704338950637832760</id><published>2012-01-10T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T15:33:04.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Time</title><content type='html'>A wild time is being had by us all&lt;br /&gt;A wild time beside this burning wall&lt;br /&gt;And it's a pagan time being had by us all&lt;br /&gt;A wild time beneath this crumbling wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People running to the rhythm&lt;br /&gt;Dogs are barking in the street&lt;br /&gt;Christians marching always onwards&lt;br /&gt;Stop, let your hair down to the beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crusaders of the deadly night&lt;br /&gt;Lay down your shields in holy fright&lt;br /&gt;Children of the Sun are slowly moving&lt;br /&gt;Like creatures to the all cleansing light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saviour save us please&lt;br /&gt;Saviour we'll pay a fee&lt;br /&gt;Answers 'Don't you look to me&lt;br /&gt;It's your problem, not for me"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-1704338950637832760?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/1704338950637832760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=1704338950637832760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/1704338950637832760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/1704338950637832760'/><link rel='alternate' 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come to much&lt;br /&gt;No good at following rules and regulations &lt;br /&gt;Of not taking drugs and such temptations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Snowy White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he hit the road yeah but he hit the lights&lt;br /&gt;He took the high road and it dazzled his sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day he took it too far&lt;br /&gt;Some straight moles were driving a car&lt;br /&gt;Snowy gets heavy with some flames on the road&lt;br /&gt;The moles get mad and call in the Toad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Snowy White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on bunny he said to his girl, let's go ride the surf ride the swirl&lt;br /&gt;This world has too much hesitation I want somewhere to vent my frustration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would glow in the dark on a scary night&lt;br /&gt;Cadmium implants made him way bright&lt;br /&gt;Snowy died in the Toadhole his Watership Down&lt;br /&gt;Ganged up on by the furries far underground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Snowy White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you look on my belt you'll see a rabbit's foot glowing there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-2687500335786892735?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/2687500335786892735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=2687500335786892735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/2687500335786892735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/2687500335786892735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/2012/01/snowy.html' title='Snowy White'/><author><name>Pokstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-5805068729057659008</id><published>2012-01-10T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T14:23:19.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goddammit it's true</title><content type='html'>I don't know why I love you but I do&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how to act when I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;I look out the window stand on one foot&lt;br /&gt;Don't know if I'm in or out, I'm not as I should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love you &lt;br /&gt;Yes I do&lt;br /&gt;And I need you&lt;br /&gt;Goddammit it's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm shaky in your presence but I don't let on&lt;br /&gt;I'm howlin' for ya babe don't get me wrong&lt;br /&gt;And these moments we're together they fill me up&lt;br /&gt;Yes they do they fill me up, they fill me through and through&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-5805068729057659008?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/5805068729057659008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=5805068729057659008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/5805068729057659008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/5805068729057659008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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hiding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my love you're far away&lt;br /&gt;Mara where are you&lt;br /&gt;Come on wings of light to me&lt;br /&gt;Show me what to do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-7787985705551554402?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/7787985705551554402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=7787985705551554402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/7787985705551554402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/7787985705551554402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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lay his soul to waist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn a wheel upon the grass&lt;br /&gt;Look up to the sky&lt;br /&gt;Dip your head in barley wine &lt;br /&gt;And never wonder why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do the barndance one two three &lt;br /&gt;Dance the oldern way&lt;br /&gt;Gather girls around you &lt;br /&gt;Take them into the hay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink yourself into the ground&lt;br /&gt;Drink 'til you reach the floor&lt;br /&gt;Wait 'til you hear the angels come &lt;br /&gt;And then pray for some more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance like old Nick himself&lt;br /&gt;Set your feet on fire&lt;br /&gt;If I said he was not watching&lt;br /&gt;Then I would be a liar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the fiddler play his tune&lt;br /&gt;Faster faster fire&lt;br /&gt;Notes they set a rick alight&lt;br /&gt;Build higher and higher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls in dresses oh so fine &lt;br /&gt;Dancing wild and warm&lt;br /&gt;I see Connie later tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be in her arms&lt;div 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right &lt;br /&gt;I don't want to get in your way but it makes me feel alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or if you don't want to see me&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll have to wait and see&lt;br /&gt;I want the best for each other what is best must be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I am the ugly sister's son&lt;br /&gt;And my head doesn't match my hands&lt;br /&gt;I need to talk because you see I can understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am dying to explain this&lt;br /&gt;Why I have to act this way&lt;br /&gt;It's the way the world has made me and I am so terribly afraid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-9020285767655790525?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/9020285767655790525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-174224687311930877</id><published>2012-01-02T14:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T14:52:16.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flame woman</title><content type='html'>Come with me &lt;br /&gt;And be who you are&lt;br /&gt;You want to and you will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh lustrous Salamander&lt;br /&gt;Come coil around me&lt;br /&gt;Want to surrender don't want you to flee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your bold brazen body&lt;br /&gt;Is sleek and fierce and wild&lt;br /&gt;But you are of another dimension&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scorch me to reason &lt;br /&gt;With your flaming words&lt;br /&gt;Gutter all my pretensions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solid fuel woman&lt;br /&gt;Make combustion with me&lt;br /&gt;Burn a path to our creator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now you are nearer &lt;br /&gt;So you can burn me out&lt;br /&gt;Flame fire woman there's no doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your incendiary emotions&lt;br /&gt;Meet my driving rain&lt;br /&gt;You cry out for hours then become silent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there in the embers&lt;br /&gt;I stand black and smouldering&lt;br /&gt;You grind your heel in my cinders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving slowly &lt;br /&gt;Flickering quick&lt;br /&gt;In the ashes all around us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White plumes of light &lt;br /&gt;Dancing so bright&lt;br /&gt;Not engulfed by my hot mists surrounding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cities burn in the haze&lt;br /&gt;Our lives are freed from the maze&lt;br /&gt;But where are we now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you incinerate &lt;br /&gt;All I am&lt;br /&gt;You are also extinguished&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-174224687311930877?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-1611802856488802288</id><published>2012-01-02T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T14:38:57.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack be nimble</title><content type='html'>You got to pass through the eye of a needle&lt;br /&gt;Jack be nimble and quick&lt;br /&gt;Livin' in such modern times&lt;br /&gt;You got to jump the candlestick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he's jumping over Washington&lt;br /&gt;He jumped the Kremlin too&lt;br /&gt;He threaded the twelve stars of Europe&lt;br /&gt;And jumped all Asia through&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;And it's a long way back and a long way to go&lt;br /&gt;And he keeps me on a travelling the road&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't got the time Jack'll lay it on the line&lt;br /&gt;And he'll paint you over with reason&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;See him on the street corner&lt;br /&gt;Peddling some peace and love&lt;br /&gt;But the hope that he tells makes you go "Well&lt;br /&gt;I think I might go and do that myself"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see him at that barracade?&lt;br /&gt;Was that his face on the TV?&lt;br /&gt;Do you think that he's a double agent?&lt;br /&gt;Could be he's inside you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he's changing like a chameleon&lt;br /&gt;Catch him while you can&lt;br /&gt;His brain neurones are firing off a new route&lt;br /&gt;He's got the whole world in his plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack was killed on the twelfth December&lt;br /&gt;Jack was hung at Gibbet's hill&lt;br /&gt;Jack was seen clearly New Year's morn&lt;br /&gt;So I guess he's a jumping Jack still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seen Jack he's got a smallholding&lt;br /&gt;Piece of land he's holding down&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt you had to jump the candlestick?&lt;br /&gt;What goes around comes around&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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nimble'/><author><name>Pokstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-4040397792689932566</id><published>2012-01-02T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T14:21:39.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Images of you</title><content type='html'>Images of you are splattered all across my brain&lt;br /&gt;Speaking from the paving slabs and crying in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Plastered through the sky with no one to ask of why&lt;br /&gt;All I would like you to know is how you truly glow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to imagine of a place I cannot be &lt;br /&gt;Sitting on a bench with you but no kiss for me&lt;br /&gt;Gliding on a wind whose name is the farthest shore&lt;br /&gt;Hearing you tell me that you don't want me no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering my guitar or the green bannisters of school&lt;br /&gt;When you were a songbird and I was but a fool&lt;br /&gt;I carried it away because this thing I could not lend&lt;br /&gt;All I know now is that I'm glad we are still friends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-4040397792689932566?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/4040397792689932566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=4040397792689932566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/4040397792689932566'/><link 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/&gt;I'd like to go there just can't find the place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East wind tellin' me things too far away to see&lt;br /&gt;Some other life or one thousand ways to be&lt;br /&gt;East wind tellin' me things too far away to see&lt;br /&gt;And then I'm thinking he might just be lookin' at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;North wind blowin' always chills me to the bones&lt;br /&gt;Roamin' crazy all down that lonesome road&lt;br /&gt;North wind blowin' she always chills me to my bones&lt;br /&gt;Then to tell me she always goes it alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South wind tugs at my coat wants to take me home&lt;br /&gt;Sweet fragrant breeze I know just what it's showing&lt;br /&gt;South wind tugs at my coat wants to take me home&lt;br /&gt;I know it well but it's just not the way I'm going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;West wind blowin'&lt;br /&gt;West wind blowin'&lt;br /&gt;West wind blowin' on the Eastern side of my face&lt;br /&gt;Only knowing it might just save me grace&lt;div 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blowin&apos;'/><author><name>Pokstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-8438059030204523830</id><published>2012-01-02T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T14:04:41.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transition</title><content type='html'>Sit down relax and take a ride&lt;br /&gt;Into the future Earthworld&lt;br /&gt;We shall see what has become&lt;br /&gt;Of Earth and all it's people&lt;br /&gt;A hundred years or less ahead&lt;br /&gt;This is what could be&lt;br /&gt;This is the Planet calling!&lt;br /&gt;Transition! Transition!&lt;br /&gt;Now the time has come &lt;br /&gt;For us to reach our destination&lt;br /&gt;Just how far you want to go now&lt;br /&gt;Is up to your imagination&lt;br /&gt;The Planet has changed&lt;br /&gt;It's surface covered in metal and plastic&lt;br /&gt;People are strange&lt;br /&gt;The change to come is going to be drastic&lt;br /&gt;A hundred years or even now&lt;br /&gt;This is what could be...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-8438059030204523830?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/8438059030204523830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=8438059030204523830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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life to me&lt;br /&gt;So selfless you came&lt;br /&gt;And taught me of equality&lt;br /&gt;Of quality and of names&lt;br /&gt;And if it's love that this amounts to&lt;br /&gt;I hope we feel the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know if you believe me&lt;br /&gt;When I talk of eternity&lt;br /&gt;But you did conceive me&lt;br /&gt;From life's mystery&lt;br /&gt;It's a sentimental journey&lt;br /&gt;Through the song of life to life &lt;br /&gt;And I hope you will receive me&lt;br /&gt;On the other side of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah woah woah woh Mother&lt;br /&gt;Woah woah woah woh me&lt;br /&gt;Woah woah woah woh everyone&lt;br /&gt;Woah woah woah eternity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-1716513497288520252?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-269366540622206327</id><published>2012-01-02T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T13:53:28.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to Talbot</title><content type='html'>Wrote a letter to a friend called Talbot&lt;br /&gt;Asked him what he was doing and where he was going&lt;br /&gt;I had to get to him somehow before he slipped away&lt;br /&gt;He took a trip to the moon suspended from a silver spoon&lt;br /&gt;I kind of knew that tune he was playing&lt;br /&gt;So I strung along and hung on every word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round about the time the chord broke&lt;br /&gt;And he'd gone too far to crawl back down the chimney&lt;br /&gt;I spoke in a voice like a wind of winter&lt;br /&gt;And our chapped hands called the name of a forgotten rose&lt;br /&gt;Of course as everyone knows it's too far&lt;br /&gt;And too few out here to be taken seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talbot can do as he pleases &lt;br /&gt;And rises up upon the breezes&lt;br /&gt;So I hope this letter reaches you&lt;br /&gt;And you can work out what to do&lt;br /&gt;But who knows what the reason is&lt;br /&gt;Taking care I guess in far out regions&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-269366540622206327?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/269366540622206327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=269366540622206327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/269366540622206327'/><link rel='self' 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you knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between the moments blue I had a little thought of you&lt;br /&gt;But after all it was make believe&lt;br /&gt;And I wanted to tell you then tell you then&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been talking to your wife &lt;br /&gt;She says "Don't worry about your trouble and strife&lt;br /&gt;There's better ways in which to spend your time"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who am I when I sing this little tune a precious thing&lt;br /&gt;I hold it like a jewel now&lt;br /&gt;And I wanted to tell you then tell you then&lt;br /&gt;But you knew&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-7530531753980273611?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/7530531753980273611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-2707695949134341156</id><published>2012-01-02T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T13:37:32.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End?</title><content type='html'>The end my friend&lt;br /&gt;The end my friend&lt;br /&gt;Is it really where it's at?&lt;br /&gt;Can you see? &lt;br /&gt;Others of us may be&lt;br /&gt;We can do better than that&lt;br /&gt;One by one come along&lt;br /&gt;Join hands across this wide open river&lt;br /&gt;It's easy all you have to do is try&lt;br /&gt;It's what you want to do&lt;br /&gt;Just spread your wings and fly&lt;br /&gt;What you need and what you say is not unreal&lt;br /&gt;What you fear at night is only how you feel&lt;br /&gt;What you mean and what you've seen&lt;br /&gt;Will surely take you to the answer&lt;br /&gt;And if we bleed someone take heed&lt;br /&gt;Yes we cure our own cancer&lt;br /&gt;Though it's hard you hold the card&lt;br /&gt;To all reason and renewal&lt;br /&gt;What you've known is what you've sown&lt;br /&gt;Is what has blown for such a long time&lt;br /&gt;What you were shown when you were alone&lt;br /&gt;Is what you own is who you are&lt;br /&gt;And this is not the end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-2707695949134341156?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/2707695949134341156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=2707695949134341156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Ain't it due for some scare&lt;br /&gt;I saw you wrestle in the dark&lt;br /&gt;In you park of indigo delights&lt;br /&gt;And Alice she danced there too&lt;br /&gt;And it ain't a case of wasting &lt;br /&gt;Mine or anybody else's favorite trials&lt;br /&gt;Feel the need so good it bleeds&lt;br /&gt;Come on in for some clues&lt;br /&gt;And when I find my rune &lt;br /&gt;Encrusted with the sun and moon&lt;br /&gt;And you'll be there and you'll barely see&lt;br /&gt;Look at me a head of gourd&lt;br /&gt;I'll take what I can afford &lt;br /&gt;But the flowers&lt;br /&gt;They are for free&lt;br /&gt;I danced with you beneath&lt;br /&gt;A transcendental moon halo of a rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Feel the need so good it bleeds &lt;br /&gt;Come on in for some clues&lt;br /&gt;So ride from your far country&lt;br /&gt;Ride the lion and drink honey&lt;br /&gt;And you're free&lt;br /&gt;You're free&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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cards &lt;br /&gt;And the day's on fire&lt;br /&gt;I may be strange&lt;br /&gt;But it'll take you higher&lt;br /&gt;Look over the hill&lt;br /&gt;See what's coming our way&lt;br /&gt;The coins are in the air &lt;br /&gt;And the reasons all are there &lt;br /&gt;Yes it's so &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a girl&lt;br /&gt;She's got red shoes&lt;br /&gt;I met a girl&lt;br /&gt;She kicked the blues&lt;br /&gt;All over the place&lt;br /&gt;She's a speeding queen on ice&lt;br /&gt;You can't take her anywhere &lt;br /&gt;She'll steal the food from beneath your nose&lt;br /&gt;Yes she will&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-1258393173097181473?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/1258393173097181473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-1668707526633687350</id><published>2011-12-17T09:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T09:17:38.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow</title><content type='html'>If you go&lt;br /&gt;I will follow&lt;br /&gt;Make a way&lt;br /&gt;We will come&lt;br /&gt;I strode ahead&lt;br /&gt;Looked behind&lt;br /&gt;Saw the million hordes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know&lt;br /&gt;That passage on through&lt;br /&gt;The golden door&lt;br /&gt;Endless paths &lt;br /&gt;All merge into one&lt;br /&gt;How it is so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to be &lt;br /&gt;It does not matter&lt;br /&gt;Come as you are &lt;br /&gt;Does not mind&lt;br /&gt;Open heart&lt;br /&gt;Open mind&lt;br /&gt;Travel on &lt;br /&gt;We go together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know&lt;br /&gt;That passage on through&lt;br /&gt;The golden door&lt;br /&gt;Endless paths&lt;br /&gt;All merge into one &lt;br /&gt;How it is so&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-1668707526633687350?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/1668707526633687350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=1668707526633687350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/1668707526633687350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/1668707526633687350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/2011/12/follow.html' title='Follow'/><author><name>Pokstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-5175206745768412968</id><published>2011-12-17T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T10:39:43.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orb</title><content type='html'>When the walls of the temple&lt;br /&gt;Are cast to the ground&lt;br /&gt;And light shines through the ruins&lt;br /&gt;When the form decays &lt;br /&gt;To leave no trace &lt;br /&gt;That is the time of re-doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the sun is shining &lt;br /&gt;Casting rays throughout the Universe&lt;br /&gt;And everything goes on as before&lt;br /&gt;The slip of light has pierced the very&lt;br /&gt;Heart and soul of you&lt;br /&gt;Take a look&lt;br /&gt;Open up your door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first you may find it a little curious&lt;br /&gt;Just let go to the feeling&lt;br /&gt;Describe a circle your arms outstretched&lt;br /&gt;Learn to feel this healing&lt;br /&gt;Singing:&lt;br /&gt;La la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send the suns rays into the earth&lt;br /&gt;And round a round a round around a turning&lt;br /&gt;The moon will shine her light upon you&lt;br /&gt;As 'round the stones we are revolving &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Become a tribe of many lifes&lt;br /&gt;A round a round a round a round evolving&lt;br /&gt;The moon will shine her light upon you&lt;br /&gt;As 'round the stones we are returning&lt;br /&gt;Singing&lt;br /&gt;La la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send the seeds into the ground&lt;br /&gt;Send the seeds into the ground&lt;br /&gt;It's a holy holy holy sound&lt;br /&gt;Send the seeds into the Earth&lt;br /&gt;Send the seeds into the Earth&lt;br /&gt;You know you know you know it's worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't 'cha don't cha don't cha know&lt;br /&gt;We gotta sow sow sow sow&lt;br /&gt;And don't 'cha don't 'cha don't 'cha know&lt;br /&gt;We gonna grow grow grow grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la la la &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the sun is shining &lt;br /&gt;Casting rays across the Universe &lt;br /&gt;And everything goes on as never before&lt;br /&gt;The slip of light has pierced the very&lt;br /&gt;Heart and sould of you &lt;br /&gt;Take a look &lt;br /&gt;Open up your door&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-5175206745768412968?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/5175206745768412968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-6982240309971443822</id><published>2011-12-17T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T08:55:41.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A year gone</title><content type='html'>Love is knocking on the cellar door&lt;br /&gt;Love is rolling in the casks&lt;br /&gt;Love is running like water from our ears &lt;br /&gt;Love in the mould is cast&lt;br /&gt;All our veins should just warm to it's touch&lt;br /&gt;Unblock the block you won't admits there&lt;br /&gt;All we do need is some good company&lt;br /&gt;Is this so much so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You with yer blonde hair and painted eyes&lt;br /&gt;Moving in and out and up and round and down&lt;br /&gt;Taking care oh kindred kind&lt;br /&gt;Taking care over me&lt;br /&gt;Worry not for your little brothers dreams&lt;br /&gt;Though his path be tattered and torn&lt;br /&gt;I may be a ghost but I'm a pretty good host&lt;br /&gt;Just come on in and see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a year gone so quick so cold&lt;br /&gt;Since any embrace of warm&lt;br /&gt;And though she was here she was every every everywhere&lt;br /&gt;But from those rags I've torn &lt;br /&gt;Something you could call independance&lt;br /&gt;But it's really only a scrap&lt;br /&gt;Of what is all&lt;br /&gt;Of what is all&lt;br /&gt;Of what is all &lt;br /&gt;Is me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-6982240309971443822?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/6982240309971443822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=6982240309971443822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/6982240309971443822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/6982240309971443822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/2011/12/year-gone.html' title='A year gone'/><author><name>Pokstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-6704700576912242804</id><published>2011-12-17T08:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T10:19:40.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bag of stones (Re-rework in progress) I may or may not have original somewhere</title><content type='html'>It's a restless farewell to whom it may concern &lt;br /&gt;Without parallel or justification&lt;br /&gt;It's a message from me to you through the wave of thought&lt;br /&gt;As clear as clear can be in this air&lt;br /&gt;And these gratifications that we give to each other&lt;br /&gt;Are easily cast aside&lt;br /&gt;And forgotten beneath the rubble of old houses&lt;br /&gt;We used to live inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I have a bag of stones&lt;br /&gt;Old ancient as diamonds&lt;br /&gt;I will give to those who use them freely&lt;br /&gt;Or those whose eyes tell me so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One for the man who brought me here &lt;br /&gt;When staggering in from the cold&lt;br /&gt;All for the stone that is so much a stone&lt;br /&gt;As you know stone it is most old&lt;br /&gt;One for the painter&lt;br /&gt;One for the poet&lt;br /&gt;One for the clown&lt;br /&gt;These people sow it&lt;br /&gt;One for the builder &lt;br /&gt;One for the break&lt;br /&gt;And one for he who can hear every snake&lt;br /&gt;One for the no one&lt;br /&gt;One for us all &lt;br /&gt;One for lost laughters&lt;br /&gt;Behind a wall&lt;br /&gt;One for Death &lt;br /&gt;And one for stealth&lt;br /&gt;One fore and hereafter in spiritual wealth&lt;br /&gt;One in the fountain&lt;br /&gt;One to make stars&lt;br /&gt;None for those who people never chance far&lt;br /&gt;Three to make jewels &lt;br /&gt;And most dear grace&lt;br /&gt;Nine for the man with the jar&lt;br /&gt;And his painted remnant face&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-6704700576912242804?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/6704700576912242804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-168948267842573212</id><published>2011-12-17T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T07:59:20.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Winged Man</title><content type='html'>Heaven knows why but he saved us from the furnace&lt;br /&gt;We mistreated his kind we stained his need to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Heaven knows why&lt;br /&gt;People will fly &lt;br /&gt;Memories will die&lt;br /&gt;The Winged Man he cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melting above he drew his energy from below&lt;br /&gt;And seeing the sun he knew he had to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Can you hear the voices hear the voices around you&lt;br /&gt;And the echo of the voices hear them too&lt;br /&gt;Play on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seething below the man was a wreck of invention&lt;br /&gt;And we brought him down just like a crash landing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was too far ahead for us here so he flew&lt;br /&gt;Back to the sun where he's working on something new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-168948267842573212?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/168948267842573212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=168948267842573212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/168948267842573212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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been a long time since you been with me&lt;br /&gt;(x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are sat on this raft together&lt;br /&gt;Yes blowing in the wind &lt;br /&gt;Maybe westwards maybe eastwards&lt;br /&gt;Maybe no place at all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-2737783466138881709?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/2737783466138881709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=2737783466138881709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/2737783466138881709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Want you back again oh babe&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it show&lt;br /&gt;Oh don't let it show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye night time's cowl &lt;br /&gt;I'd wrapped myself in dark&lt;br /&gt;When all the living moving things &lt;br /&gt;I could hear and hark&lt;br /&gt;I could hear and hark&lt;br /&gt;But you were not among  them &lt;br /&gt;And so I sing this song&lt;br /&gt;Want you back again oh babe&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it be long&lt;br /&gt;Oh don't let it be long&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-6520996759888732712?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/6520996759888732712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=6520996759888732712' title='0 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been dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Or I'd been sleeping something awful wierd&lt;br /&gt;My head was humming&lt;br /&gt;There was an ache in my ears&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere a dog was howling and &lt;br /&gt;It stuck it's head in the sand&lt;br /&gt;Somewhow I wondered was it all worth while&lt;br /&gt;Can you follow that strand?&lt;br /&gt;Dee de dee&lt;br /&gt;Da da dee do &lt;br /&gt;Da da da &lt;br /&gt;Dee doo&lt;br /&gt;While you sit there lying&lt;br /&gt;The rest of us lie here &lt;br /&gt;Shitting it out&lt;br /&gt;At least I suppose that's what we're meant to do&lt;br /&gt;If you know what I mean&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere another dog was howling &lt;br /&gt;And it spat and cursed my name&lt;br /&gt;Point to the reason and the central fact&lt;br /&gt;If you follow that vein&lt;br /&gt;So I walked out over sullen sour surroundings&lt;br /&gt;Hoping somewhere there might be a clue&lt;br /&gt;Almost a hero&lt;br /&gt;Almoast alive&lt;br /&gt;You take a bit&lt;br /&gt;And fake alot more&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to what you deplore&lt;br /&gt;And if it's any consolation&lt;br /&gt;There is no room for jubilation&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know if I'm wrong or right&lt;br /&gt;It's just the way I feel tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-5250640714446223443?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/5250640714446223443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=5250640714446223443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/5250640714446223443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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down &lt;br /&gt;To this place where we are&lt;br /&gt;And dream&lt;br /&gt;Ourselves a Land&lt;br /&gt;Where we would care to be&lt;br /&gt;Where by methods strange we are met again&lt;br /&gt;I remember you&lt;br /&gt;No I don't know when we just know&lt;br /&gt;Would you care to know?&lt;br /&gt;Around this fire &lt;br /&gt;Temple of happiness&lt;br /&gt;Each rare each exquisite moment&lt;br /&gt;Displays keys that only we can know&lt;br /&gt;Now they dangle before our eyes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-3932869074527717203?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/3932869074527717203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=3932869074527717203' title='0 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type='html'>Jacob T. Blackmore stood at the centre of the road&lt;br /&gt;The dust from the Buick smarts him so he shifts his load&lt;br /&gt;Suitcase held in his sweating right hand&lt;br /&gt;He needs his quick left free to shield his eyes from the Sun&lt;br /&gt;What had his clear Lady Mrs. B said that morning &lt;br /&gt;Before his irrational hitch East?&lt;br /&gt;High may you be, may you prosper&lt;br /&gt;May a fair wind blow on your cheek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was that mystery face that I dreampt or hallucinated last night?&lt;br /&gt;Jacob has been wondering about her alright&lt;br /&gt;He knew it wasn't a fault seeing these things at all&lt;br /&gt;It's just that once in every so often you get someone who can see visions&lt;br /&gt;It's just that once in every so often a bit of bleeding heart breaks to diamond&lt;br /&gt;What is so frequently jet black anger is what we have longed&lt;br /&gt;Ancestral voices from the insane&lt;br /&gt;Why is Jacob's mind totally flipped sideways again&lt;br /&gt;Is it the cocaine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of wasting time his nose felt for another line &lt;br /&gt;Jacob saught the powder white courtrooms of justice&lt;br /&gt;There he knew he was alone&lt;br /&gt;For his body made a groan&lt;br /&gt;And all the people sitting round were no good &lt;br /&gt;They'd already been sold to poor dealers&lt;br /&gt;What does it take when you've got this far and you can't turn back&lt;br /&gt;Keep your arch straight and your eye to the crack&lt;br /&gt;Pay attention to what the wise earthworm says&lt;br /&gt;You don't loose wisdom if you ain't got a head&lt;br /&gt;Said the sparrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As  he sat on his pack rolling a joint in his lap&lt;br /&gt;Jacob's mind transcends the dusty road where he's at&lt;br /&gt;He could feel there was someone there &lt;br /&gt;A voice that had got lost on the air&lt;br /&gt;Someone saying ever so softly things that he just loved to hear&lt;br /&gt;And you know what they say? &lt;br /&gt;They say there'll be other days&lt;br /&gt;Days have come and days have changed and days will come again&lt;br /&gt;Your body and your feeling will soar past you soon&lt;br /&gt;I am that Martian from the Disney cartoon&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to listen to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There she sat thin beautiful detatched&lt;br /&gt;Her shining hair and long dark eyes were an eeiry match&lt;br /&gt;He knew she'd been calling him&lt;br /&gt;Could it be real would she let him in&lt;br /&gt;Something so infinatly wise smiled in her charming ice blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;And she said&lt;br /&gt;Ah it's all right rest your aching head on my breasts tonight&lt;br /&gt;You can't have me I am not of human kind&lt;br /&gt;But you show me what you want to find &lt;br /&gt;And I'll show you what you want to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob spent the night in martian arms&lt;br /&gt;Which opened into many seas of calm colours in motion&lt;br /&gt;He could feel her breathe was his own&lt;br /&gt;Surely more people than that should have know&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in his life a young hung up hitcher became the hero of himself&lt;br /&gt;-And that's important&lt;br /&gt;Don't be deceived by those who would tell you any thing&lt;br /&gt;Deceived be don't by that which is you is you ain't who&lt;br /&gt;And while you're wondering who young Jacob resembles&lt;br /&gt;Spare a thought for us all we are ensemble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you are &lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do&lt;br /&gt;Do not worry&lt;br /&gt;I am one too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-9086880531242040034?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/9086880531242040034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-8377059131689292919</id><published>2011-12-17T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T06:14:55.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cunning and Tricks</title><content type='html'>There was a train coming in to my borderlands&lt;br /&gt;And it looked like it was pretty full&lt;br /&gt;It was loaded with many crates much cargo&lt;br /&gt;Through which I had to shift&lt;br /&gt;And though it isn't really permitted&lt;br /&gt;I'd of been thankful for some help&lt;br /&gt;And I don't recall anyone laughing&lt;br /&gt;And I don't recall&lt;br /&gt;Looking you in the eye&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Now the world of work&lt;br /&gt;And partying&lt;br /&gt;Opened up it's mouth to me&lt;br /&gt;I took a look and spat out a tooth&lt;br /&gt;Turned around so lonely&lt;br /&gt;And I don't recall anyone laughing &lt;br /&gt;And I don't recall &lt;br /&gt;Looking you in the eye&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Of the seven white knights&lt;br /&gt;That I met on the road&lt;br /&gt;Only one turned his head to me&lt;br /&gt;He opened his mouth and the words just fell out &lt;br /&gt;While he waved his sword in the air&lt;br /&gt;But he spoke in rhymes and riddles&lt;br /&gt;And I couldn't catch any he said&lt;br /&gt;Just then a dove flew out from above &lt;br /&gt;And I fainted there where i stood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's a real hang &lt;br /&gt;To have so many plans&lt;br /&gt;But not the bullet to start with&lt;br /&gt;I'll take my leave just as soon as I please&lt;br /&gt;I just wish someone would understand&lt;br /&gt;And I don't recall anyone laughing&lt;br /&gt;And I don't recall&lt;br /&gt;Looking you in the eye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-8377059131689292919?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' 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src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-2489953964797037334</id><published>2011-12-17T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T06:05:38.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We know you well</title><content type='html'>I saw you dosing in your room last night&lt;br /&gt;You thought you were racing but your face it was white&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to make you but the wall's in the was&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to  take you but your drifting away&lt;br /&gt;And we know you well &lt;br /&gt;We know you well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wise master sat at your desk in school&lt;br /&gt;Who are you kidding?&lt;br /&gt;Who's the fool&lt;br /&gt;You like to push pens in the wisdome of your years&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know yet that your mind is full of fears&lt;br /&gt;And we know you well&lt;br /&gt;We know you well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom of ages is there in your head&lt;br /&gt;Would you use it or abuse it instead&lt;br /&gt;**********research line************ &lt;br /&gt;Universe in your hand how does that make you feel?&lt;br /&gt;And we know you well &lt;br /&gt;We know you well&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-2489953964797037334?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/2489953964797037334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=2489953964797037334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/2489953964797037334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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ran from star to star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you can see&lt;br /&gt;All you can be&lt;br /&gt;All that is now&lt;br /&gt;All that's to come&lt;br /&gt;And all that means something&lt;br /&gt;All that's inside &lt;br /&gt;All that you covet &lt;br /&gt;All that you hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-7348874373019001438?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/7348874373019001438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=7348874373019001438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/7348874373019001438'/><link 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is as it ought to be&lt;br /&gt;And you see &lt;br /&gt;It's back to where we began&lt;br /&gt;Back so far you're out in front again&lt;br /&gt;It's time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born you were meant to be &lt;br /&gt;Born into the family&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-8507185581035120653?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/8507185581035120653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=8507185581035120653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/8507185581035120653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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you&lt;br /&gt;Yes you hold your own in the storm&lt;br /&gt;You're pretty neat you hold your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need strings to hold you up&lt;br /&gt;You got everything in a brown paper cup&lt;br /&gt;You're ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curly blonde hair and a floppy straw hat&lt;br /&gt;We all know why we call you that&lt;br /&gt;And you know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step back like an ammonite &lt;br /&gt;You make the whole family up tight&lt;br /&gt;When they're in making arguaments&lt;br /&gt;Your out &lt;br /&gt;Fishing in your mind&lt;br /&gt;As you say it's all in the mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pieces of eight have been falling of late&lt;br /&gt;Onto your head or off rooves as slate&lt;br /&gt;You're not sure what to make of it, are you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people you know all say be yourself&lt;br /&gt;But they're only themselves when it's going well for them&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, you think of motes and planks don't you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your world is in a box and from that box&lt;br /&gt;Comes lots and lots of noise&lt;br /&gt;Lots of noise and no toys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You missed the bus, this you know&lt;br /&gt;But then there was no bus to show&lt;br /&gt;Was there? Nope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipjack lad&lt;br /&gt;Are you ever coming back?&lt;br /&gt;Skipjack lad&lt;br /&gt;Ooh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-1883556782861947840?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/1883556782861947840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=1883556782861947840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/1883556782861947840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/1883556782861947840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/2011/12/skipjack-lad.html' title='Skipjack Lad'/><author><name>Pokstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-4218236257321243835</id><published>2011-12-15T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T09:41:13.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaman's Blues</title><content type='html'>Don't you ever wonder&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever Feel&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever look into the dark night&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what it might be&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what it might be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snake he round your waist&lt;br /&gt;Sweat upon your brow&lt;br /&gt;Dionysis is moving &lt;br /&gt;And we all know how&lt;br /&gt;We all know how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaman's blues&lt;br /&gt;Alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to go through it &lt;br /&gt;Maybe we saw misty&lt;br /&gt;You brought so much about&lt;br /&gt;Electric shaman man&lt;br /&gt;Electric shaman man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cosmos in your head&lt;br /&gt;Lifetime in a dream&lt;br /&gt;Spirits they watch you&lt;br /&gt;Revolution man&lt;br /&gt;Evolution of man&lt;br /&gt;Woh woh woh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-4218236257321243835?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/4218236257321243835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=4218236257321243835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/4218236257321243835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/4218236257321243835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/2011/12/shamans-blues.html' title='Shaman&apos;s Blues'/><author><name>Pokstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-744474459763173512</id><published>2011-12-15T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T05:10:40.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're comin' in   (Don't think all words here yet)</title><content type='html'>Can you see me make out my form &lt;br /&gt;You can see my body but you can't see me at all&lt;br /&gt;Whispering winds on the outreach&lt;br /&gt;Say that you're on the make&lt;br /&gt;Are you comin' in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie was seventeen&lt;br /&gt;But her mind had gone out for tea&lt;br /&gt;She did'nt want to spare the time&lt;br /&gt;But she found she couldn't draw the line&lt;br /&gt;She spent nights and nights wondering&lt;br /&gt;About an old stoned world&lt;br /&gt;But now she's free&lt;br /&gt;And she's comin' in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking with no shoes on&lt;br /&gt;Some say it's a sin&lt;br /&gt;Often as not it's raining&lt;br /&gt;But it's all right you can come in&lt;br /&gt;You'll find what you thought was murky dark mires &lt;br /&gt;Is really a pillar to help you climb higher&lt;br /&gt;Are you coming in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's a long long slide &lt;br /&gt;Down the rainbow bridge&lt;br /&gt;But we can get there by sundown&lt;br /&gt;If you want to go&lt;div 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-3141046256674394565?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/3141046256674394565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=3141046256674394565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/3141046256674394565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/3141046256674394565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/2011/12/sidewalk-song.html' title='The Sidewalk Song'/><author><name>Pokstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-8199690639765185291</id><published>2011-12-15T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T04:58:00.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Blue Sky don't hold no Rain</title><content type='html'>We came across some bones of men&lt;br /&gt;Scattered in the rust&lt;br /&gt;So many good souls turned to dust&lt;br /&gt;Within these shattered husks&lt;br /&gt;And these people had worn jewels &lt;br /&gt;And their heads had been held high&lt;br /&gt;Speckled foreheads touched the sky&lt;br /&gt;Behold the sparkling in their eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know it's a blue sky don't hold no rain&lt;br /&gt;Don't hold your love in vain&lt;br /&gt;'Cos we've still got some loving to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time ago the white man came&lt;br /&gt;Bringing bible, books and sword&lt;br /&gt;Bound them up in twining cords&lt;br /&gt;In the name of their great Lord&lt;br /&gt;They slew down the Aztec, Inca, Ibu, Masai&lt;br /&gt;Now we hide in concrete lies&lt;br /&gt;To my Mammon side I cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have we done &lt;br /&gt;To the Mother Goddess Gaia?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we nessle in her&lt;br /&gt;Warm aching bosom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little drop of rain&lt;br /&gt;Just a little drop of rain&lt;br /&gt;Just a little drop of rain&lt;br /&gt;Come bless this land again&lt;br /&gt;(repeat x3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the world's a spinning ball&lt;br /&gt;Two thirds with none to eat&lt;br /&gt;So while we chew our scrawny meat&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear those big bells bleat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have we done to &lt;br /&gt;The Mother Goddess Gaia&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we nessle &lt;br /&gt;In her warm aching bosom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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fear&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no homely place that's near&lt;br /&gt;I sang my song until I cried&lt;br /&gt;When no one sung me a lullaby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus x 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dippin' in the waves up upon the prow&lt;br /&gt;I got here only God knows how&lt;br /&gt;Ship's company is the ship of fools* &lt;br /&gt;I only hope that they thought this through&lt;br /&gt;Cutting up the main like a crystal knife&lt;br /&gt;Sailing for love through the day and night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;It's a rock, rocksteady boat&lt;br /&gt;See you coming, the only thing left afloat&lt;br /&gt;When all else was floundering, you stayed upright&lt;br /&gt;When all else was beneath the waves you sailed through the night&lt;br /&gt;And you are sailing to me across the shining sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(repeat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Toying with the line being &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ship's company are the eponymous fools'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But by my using a clever word in order to not use same word twice, we might miss out on&lt;br /&gt;the alliteration and rhyming advantages in matching 'ship' with itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-8184892976747157078?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/8184892976747157078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=8184892976747157078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/8184892976747157078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/8184892976747157078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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strange chords&lt;br /&gt;Speaking in heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had made a secret vow&lt;br /&gt;And now it comes to light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the sun were gliding the angels of light&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the Earth prayed denizens jewelled might&lt;br /&gt;Take this gem, here and then&lt;br /&gt;Never here at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to my senses a-lying on the grass&lt;br /&gt;Discovering through Heaven's dark I had passed&lt;br /&gt;Sand and sea, mystery&lt;br /&gt;Ebbing in eye of mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-5026296576518649536?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/5026296576518649536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-8634584881500892094</id><published>2011-12-05T05:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T05:36:36.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaness City</title><content type='html'>Meaness City ain't gonna take it&lt;br /&gt;Meaness City&lt;br /&gt;meaness City ain't gonna take it&lt;br /&gt;Meaness City&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gonna take it &lt;br /&gt;Ain't gonna take it&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gonna take it &lt;br /&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitch down the road in an old Ford truck &lt;br /&gt;To the heart of Meaness City&lt;br /&gt;Where the Shepherd meets with Lady Luck&lt;br /&gt;And finds sadness and whores and pity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And eventually he's dragged down there with 'em&lt;br /&gt;'Cos he just didn't know the right people&lt;br /&gt;That's the way it goes in the number one hole&lt;br /&gt;That's the norm in Meaness City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild wild wild living&lt;br /&gt;Child child child your'e sinning&lt;br /&gt;Wild wild wild women&lt;br /&gt;Children of the night assemble&lt;br /&gt;Master's calling you together now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaness City&lt;br /&gt;Meaness City&lt;br /&gt;etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-8634584881500892094?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/8634584881500892094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=8634584881500892094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/8634584881500892094'/><link rel='self' 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be a part of my creation&lt;br /&gt;Wanted the whole Universe to follow&lt;br /&gt;Especially my guitar and room to practice in&lt;br /&gt;Wanted everything so shiny&lt;br /&gt;With respects to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh I've wondered &lt;br /&gt;Ooh I've wondered&lt;br /&gt;Ooh I have wondered&lt;br /&gt;Just what's going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she breaks like a little child&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-6872982040424586147?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/6872982040424586147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=6872982040424586147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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round?&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever get to see&lt;br /&gt;The Rainbow effect left on me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De da doo doo &lt;br /&gt;De da doo doo&lt;br /&gt;De da dee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we see? &lt;br /&gt;Can we be?&lt;br /&gt;Do we always have to sit&lt;br /&gt;In this uncomfortable position?&lt;br /&gt;Is it more than we could ask for?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know I'll ask my Ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we ever get out of here?&lt;br /&gt;Will we ever see the same old faces?&lt;br /&gt;Will we ever finish our mission&lt;br /&gt;To the Sun?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-178196358515710312?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/178196358515710312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-7927365594276040079</id><published>2011-12-05T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T04:11:05.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Eirie</title><content type='html'>Lady Eirie &lt;br /&gt;Lady Eirie&lt;br /&gt;You were here long before we were&lt;br /&gt;Stars and suns your birth&lt;br /&gt;Flowers form from your astral trail&lt;br /&gt;You are one you are us and what is more &lt;br /&gt;You are the Earth&lt;br /&gt;You were here long before&lt;br /&gt;Man and his bombs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come around &lt;br /&gt;Come around&lt;br /&gt;The seasons turn into one&lt;br /&gt;Life is more than this&lt;br /&gt;Life is more that television&lt;br /&gt;More than this &lt;br /&gt;More than international tension&lt;br /&gt;Step in from the outroads&lt;br /&gt;You're coming in on us now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indian Summer &lt;br /&gt;Indian Summer&lt;br /&gt;Won't you take me home&lt;br /&gt;When the sun comes shining &lt;br /&gt;Many a bright tommorow&lt;br /&gt;Won't you take me home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-7927365594276040079?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/7927365594276040079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=7927365594276040079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/7927365594276040079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/7927365594276040079'/><link 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Beware&lt;br /&gt;There's folks an times and things going on &lt;br /&gt;Would make sounds of old horns blown again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was that sound of old horns you might say?&lt;br /&gt;There the sound of a new dawn sounding in the new day&lt;br /&gt;That's today what did I say&lt;br /&gt;that's today not tommorow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were out walking late on the road &lt;br /&gt;On your own in the dark&lt;br /&gt;You imagined there was a stranger behind&lt;br /&gt;You didn't hear him&lt;br /&gt;He didn't talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was that sound, did your mind just play a trick?&lt;br /&gt;Was that the sound of death's trigger go click&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was that you dying, there on the cross?&lt;br /&gt;Was that you crying, what was the loss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tightropes and demons at midnight&lt;br /&gt;Your mind's a dark claw I know&lt;br /&gt;We must just get ourselves together a moment&lt;br /&gt;Or are we headed for a fall?&lt;div 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whispering&lt;br /&gt;Bowing for the kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come down to the sea &lt;br /&gt;At dawn with me&lt;br /&gt;Our boat is a bobbing and a rocking on the waves&lt;br /&gt;How is it you look at me, is it how I you?&lt;br /&gt;Are we agreed on our journeys being long due?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the end &lt;br /&gt;Was only the beginning&lt;br /&gt;I rose to catch the sun &lt;br /&gt;But found it missing&lt;br /&gt;Lonliness oh loneliness&lt;br /&gt;My only guide&lt;br /&gt;A boat a-bobbing&lt;br /&gt;Way out on the tide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-1879317427017428910?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/1879317427017428910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-6139134551022128144</id><published>2011-12-05T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T02:17:00.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lecher</title><content type='html'>Lecher moves his fingers creeping&lt;br /&gt;Greezy mind and eyes like fire&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just want to know him?&lt;br /&gt;Really I don't think you want to try&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-6139134551022128144?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/6139134551022128144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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(*Indicates text present in Pook)</title><content type='html'>Chameleon  &lt;br /&gt;Sidewalk Song&lt;br /&gt;West Wind Blowing&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to be a Singer*&lt;br /&gt;Images of You&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Wake Up*&lt;br /&gt;The Lecher&lt;br /&gt;Frog&lt;br /&gt;Coping with the runs in Mexico Blues*&lt;br /&gt;Grooving on down the Highway*  &lt;br /&gt;Cunning and Tricks&lt;br /&gt;Headed for a Fall*&lt;br /&gt;Summer '83*&lt;br /&gt;Distanced Recognition*&lt;br /&gt;All You have to do is Say&lt;br /&gt;Whatever You Are Whatever You Do&lt;br /&gt;She's Beautiful*&lt;br /&gt;It's a Blue Sky don't hold no Rain&lt;br /&gt;Young Light*&lt;br /&gt;The End my Friend&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to tell you then&lt;br /&gt;Silver Ships on the Sea*&lt;br /&gt;Take me home&lt;br /&gt;Cordelia Dreams&lt;br /&gt;Grass Song**&lt;br /&gt;The Last day of May*&lt;br /&gt;The Centre of the Cyclone*&lt;br /&gt;We know you well&lt;br /&gt;Wear a Feather in your Hat*&lt;br /&gt;The Dark, the Ring, the Knowledge*&lt;br /&gt;The Tinker's Prayer*&lt;br /&gt;Are you coming in?&lt;br /&gt;Shaman's Blues&lt;br /&gt;Just the way I feel Tonight&lt;br /&gt;Fire Burning Fever&lt;br /&gt;He Knows Time&lt;br /&gt;Morning Blues&lt;br /&gt;Meaness City*&lt;br /&gt;Bartley Sunrise*&lt;br /&gt;Stirrin' Memories&lt;br /&gt;All or Nothing&lt;br /&gt;Timechild's Goldmine*   ?&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it pass you by*&lt;br /&gt;Skipjack lad&lt;br /&gt;Crazy Mandy*&lt;br /&gt;Bag of Stones&lt;br /&gt;Born&lt;br /&gt;Finale (When we were Young)&lt;br /&gt;Set the Marks*&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Lady of May*&lt;br /&gt;Wild Time&lt;br /&gt;A year gone&lt;br /&gt;Okie Stomp&lt;br /&gt;'Bin Long&lt;br /&gt;Bluetail Fly&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgivings*&lt;br /&gt;Two Simple People&lt;br /&gt;Pickin' and Choosin'&lt;br /&gt;Og Bog Boogie&lt;br /&gt;The Winged Man&lt;br /&gt;Lady Eirie*&lt;br /&gt;Vision&lt;br /&gt;Orb&lt;br /&gt;Red Shoes&lt;br /&gt;Song&lt;br /&gt;Cosmic Drive&lt;br /&gt;Follow&lt;br /&gt;Free&lt;br /&gt;The Colours Run&lt;br /&gt;Castrol GTX a go go&lt;br /&gt;Pattapan&lt;br /&gt;The Earth Mother's Daughter's Dance&lt;br /&gt;Gather Round&lt;br /&gt;Gazelle/Gypsy at the Masque&lt;br /&gt;On&lt;br /&gt;Dragons&lt;br /&gt;Diamond Rain&lt;br /&gt;Demeter&lt;br /&gt;Mystic Land&lt;br /&gt;Willow Weavers&lt;br /&gt;Prophesy&lt;br /&gt;Tribal Zig-zag&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;br /&gt;The Queen's Dream&lt;br /&gt;How now holy cow&lt;br /&gt;Go&lt;br /&gt;Celestine&lt;br /&gt;Pixie's Jinx&lt;br /&gt;Pixie People&lt;br /&gt;Coming at you now&lt;br /&gt;Born of Stars&lt;br /&gt;Corn Keys&lt;br /&gt;Voices of a Future&lt;br /&gt;The Freaks shall Inherit the Earth&lt;br /&gt;Smokescreen&lt;br /&gt;Broken Eagle&lt;br /&gt;Eloquence&lt;br /&gt;An End to War&lt;br /&gt;Riddle&lt;br /&gt;People are making a change&lt;br /&gt;I hold the candle near&lt;br /&gt;The Scorpion and the Tomato&lt;br /&gt;Skywalking&lt;br /&gt;The Most Pink&lt;br /&gt;When all around is broken&lt;br /&gt;Old Mick&lt;br /&gt;For the Land and Liberty&lt;br /&gt;Midnight Blue&lt;br /&gt;A Dog called Karma&lt;br /&gt;Starmaker&lt;br /&gt;Flouride in the Water*&lt;br /&gt;The Loyal Arthurian Warband&lt;br /&gt;Earth Equation&lt;br /&gt;Cosmic Door   ?&lt;br /&gt;Supermarket Kid&lt;br /&gt;Cleopatra&lt;br /&gt;Mama's Blues&lt;br /&gt;Critical&lt;br /&gt;Cats of Magmu*&lt;br /&gt;King*&lt;br /&gt;Key to the Gates*&lt;br /&gt;My Elusive Muse*&lt;br /&gt;I remember Blue*&lt;br /&gt;Black Shamrocks*&lt;br /&gt;Find the Rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Eleanor&lt;br /&gt;Lost Troubadours*&lt;br /&gt;Seven Stones*&lt;br /&gt;Desecrating Soldier's Hill*&lt;br /&gt;The Forgotten Few*&lt;br /&gt;Trumpets of Tara*&lt;br /&gt;Terror Machine*&lt;br /&gt;Twist of a Song&lt;br /&gt;Newbury and Beyond*&lt;br /&gt;Twyford Down*&lt;br /&gt;Though this is True*&lt;br /&gt;Albion*&lt;br /&gt;Battered and Blue*&lt;br /&gt;Tom Paine*&lt;br /&gt;Jack Cade*&lt;br /&gt;Tony Blair*&lt;br /&gt;Why are we Fighting in Afghanistan?*&lt;br /&gt;Aquamarine&lt;br /&gt;Rainbow Centre*&lt;br /&gt;Remember&lt;br /&gt;Shaman's Curse&lt;br /&gt;The Pixie's Recruiting Drive Song*&lt;br /&gt;Treasures of the Heart*&lt;br /&gt;Kosen Rufu*&lt;br /&gt;Violence*&lt;br /&gt;Christian Crusaders*&lt;br /&gt;Green Man&lt;br /&gt;The Cause of War*&lt;br /&gt;No Sense of Remorse*&lt;br /&gt;Allons aux Vendanges&lt;br /&gt;You are the Key*&lt;br /&gt;Superboy*&lt;br /&gt;Dragonseeker*&lt;br /&gt;The Mariner's Three*&lt;br /&gt;I'll meet you there*&lt;br /&gt;You don't know who I am*&lt;br /&gt;Oh my Daddy Oh*&lt;br /&gt;Ruins of Cezerals*&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Treneere Harvey*&lt;br /&gt;Who am I?*&lt;br /&gt;Come forth all ye Bards*&lt;br /&gt;Codex Blues*&lt;br /&gt;Flashing before my Eyes*&lt;br /&gt;Bugarach*&lt;br /&gt;Montsegur*&lt;br /&gt;Chevalier Templier*&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' at All*&lt;br /&gt;Dead Dog Blues*&lt;br /&gt;The Apple of God*&lt;br /&gt;By my Name you Shall Know me*&lt;br /&gt;Wolftrap*&lt;br /&gt;Ex from Hell*&lt;br /&gt;Calling Captain Okano!!*&lt;br /&gt;Rose on Lewes Road*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BARDIC TRACTS/PLAYS&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To what Primal Power?*&lt;br /&gt;Sumer*(In Epos Propaganudum)&lt;br /&gt;Ancient Warriors*&lt;br /&gt;Lament for Tara*&lt;br /&gt;Avalon by Coracle*&lt;br /&gt;The Pook of Pok*(needs correction)&lt;br /&gt;The Book of Bok*&lt;br /&gt;Druids*&lt;br /&gt;Le Cri de Melusine* (in an email)&lt;br /&gt;Gwyn ap Nudd&lt;br /&gt;Chameleon*&lt;br /&gt;Goatborg Unbound**&lt;br /&gt;Inamorata&lt;br /&gt;True Kings*&lt;br /&gt;Wearyall Hill*&lt;br /&gt;Niberu Attacks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-7384477782179490732?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/7384477782179490732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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(*Indicates text present in Pook)'/><author><name>Pokstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-1834665899042431964</id><published>2011-11-09T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T03:04:37.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chevalier Templier</title><content type='html'>Guerrlier-Moines&lt;br /&gt;Luttant-Elite&lt;br /&gt;Garde de-Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;Chretian-Heretique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qui etaitent les Chevalier Templier?&lt;br /&gt;Les Tempete-Troupiers du paysan sacre&lt;br /&gt;Plus riche que le Vatican&lt;br /&gt;Dans les robes blanc avec le croix rouge&lt;br /&gt;Accuse de repudier Christ et le croix degrader&lt;br /&gt;Extermine au trieze Octobre Trieze-Mille-Sept&lt;br /&gt;Par les machinations de religion et Etat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guerrlier-Moines&lt;br /&gt;Luttant-Elite&lt;br /&gt;Garde de-Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;Chretian-Heretique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-t-il partager dans le puissance mystique et practic&lt;br /&gt;Le savoir de trouve dans l'Est dans le paysans Levantine&lt;br /&gt;Un centre de connaisence plus sage de l'Ouest&lt;br /&gt;Qui, avec un attitude superieur mais ignorant &lt;br /&gt;Prefere fait le guerre avec pour le terretoire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ils a certainement apprendre le savoir de astrology et astronomie&lt;br /&gt;Les skills navigational et le connaisence geomantique &lt;br /&gt;D'un architecture divine, evident encore dans leurs batiments qui reste&lt;br /&gt;Ils ont les soldats mystique, un Ordre qui, comme les Samurai de Japon&lt;br /&gt;Connaitent l'art de guerisse aussi que l'art de le guerre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ils avient le savent apothecarique du properties des plantes pour produire&lt;br /&gt;Le medecine et aussi, quelque temps, le poison&lt;br /&gt;Ils etient un ennemie formidable avec grande puissance et intelligence &lt;br /&gt;internationale&lt;br /&gt;Et posseder leur memes chateau, pays et portes du mer&lt;br /&gt;Ils ont tres astute et inventant le systeme de banke moderne &lt;br /&gt;Et devenu tres tres riche&lt;br /&gt;Naturellement, ils faitent le Roi et l'Eglise plein de peur&lt;br /&gt;Ces ennemies du Templier a prepare un grande coup pour cherche et tuer toutes&lt;br /&gt;Les Chevailiers en Europe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guellier-Moines&lt;br /&gt;Luttant-Elite&lt;br /&gt;Garde de-Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;Chretian-Heretique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le derniere maitre de l'Ordre etait appelle Jaques Molay&lt;br /&gt;Quand il etait apprendu dans le coup,il etait rolir lentement a mort&lt;br /&gt;Mais, pendant cet torture, Molay fait un improcation sur son antagoniste&lt;br /&gt;Que le Roi Phillipe le Bel et Pope Clement fait, avec lui-meme, &lt;br /&gt;Un account eux-memes en avant de Dieu&lt;br /&gt; Avant un annee etait passe, son deux oppresseurs rencontre le mort &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Guerrlier-Moines&lt;br /&gt;Luttant-Elite&lt;br /&gt;Garde de-Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;Chretian-Heritique&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-1834665899042431964?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/1834665899042431964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=1834665899042431964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/1834665899042431964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/1834665899042431964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/2011/11/chevalier-templier.html' title='Chevalier Templier'/><author><name>Pokstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-9165642349533257413</id><published>2011-11-07T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T06:02:07.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Montsegur</title><content type='html'>Chateau sur le haut roche dans le departement d'Aude. Tellement vieux et delabre. Tellement plein de contes. Combien de gens a vie et la mort dedans ces murs et l'environs? Et qu'est ce que le mystere qu'impregner le paysans de Cathare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Je suis un mystere&lt;br /&gt; Je suis le histoire&lt;br /&gt; Je suis le conte cache&lt;br /&gt; De Cathares en Languedoc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Le grande roya jusquele forteresse de Montsegur etait assieger pour dix moins par l'armee dans le paie du Pope et l'Eglise Catholique.&lt;br /&gt; L'objectif du Vatican etait detruire les derniere gens qui croient pas le doctrine de l'Eglise ce Jesus a mort sur le croix pour notre peche; et plutot, crachient sur le croix et paients pas de taxe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Je suis un mystere&lt;br /&gt; Je suis le histiore&lt;br /&gt; Je suis le conte cache&lt;br /&gt; De Cathares en Languedoc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; J'ai entendu un histoire curieux qui passe juste en avant de le capitulation et tombe de Montsegur.&lt;br /&gt; Quatre hommes Cathares echappents par faitents descendre avec les cordes longues, centaines et centaines de metres en bas le visage verticalement de leur Montagne.&lt;br /&gt; Ils echapperents avec quelque chose peut etre mysteriouse, certainement inconnu, un tresor avec sufit d'importance tenir dans le chateau jusque le derniere moment possible.&lt;br /&gt; Nous connaisons que il etait le temp du l'equinox du Printemps et les Cathares a arrange un deux semaine treve. Au fin de cet treve, ils faisients un celebration festive, probablement compris d'un rituel puissant.&lt;br /&gt; Besion, le chaque jour, les reste de les defenseur ne pas se retracter et etaients arracher dedans le piste de la falaise et etaients bruler au font de la Montagne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Je suis un mystere&lt;br /&gt; Je suis le histoire&lt;br /&gt; Je suis le conte cache &lt;br /&gt; De Cathares en Languedoc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Qui etaients les gens perdus dans cet genocide Albigensian de Languedoc?&lt;br /&gt; Personne connaits vraiment, mais ils habitents avec un culture floriture et hautement. Ils y a plein de poesy, philosophie, tolerance religieux et les principles de l'amour de la Court.&lt;br /&gt; Donc, pouquoi ce le Pope etait pretendre a dit "Tuer les toutes, Deu recogni son memes"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Je suis un mystere&lt;br /&gt; Je suis le histoire&lt;br /&gt; Je suis le conte cache&lt;br /&gt; De Cathares en Languedoc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-9165642349533257413?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/9165642349533257413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=9165642349533257413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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lying in the road&lt;br /&gt;You know I love that doggie&lt;br /&gt;Ooh Lord goodness knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad&lt;br /&gt;Won't hear your bark no more&lt;br /&gt;So sad&lt;br /&gt;Won't hear your bark no more&lt;br /&gt;I buried your bones&lt;br /&gt;Right outside my door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long &lt;br /&gt;So long but you're not gone&lt;br /&gt;So long Johnnie&lt;br /&gt;So long but you're not gone&lt;br /&gt;Got your skeliton, Johnnie&lt;br /&gt;Tattooed on my arm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-1510751251306164382?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/1510751251306164382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=1510751251306164382' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bucharech, mountain of peace&lt;br /&gt;Bucharech, wonderous peak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sing all verses twice through)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How high the sky?&lt;br /&gt;How deep the sea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sacred forms inside the stone&lt;br /&gt;Patterns of beyond are shown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lightning flashes all around&lt;br /&gt;Electrical magnetic mound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen when ancestors teach&lt;br /&gt;At Bucharech their spirits reach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climb the mount and turn the key&lt;br /&gt;Activate the mystery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How high the sky? &lt;br /&gt;How deep the sea?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-4999172424149277370?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/4999172424149277370/comments/default' 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src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-275062923469827480</id><published>2011-10-20T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T02:16:06.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>By my name you shall know me</title><content type='html'>Sure footed were our steeds at the Battle of the Trees&lt;br /&gt;I am Math of Mathonwey son of Amaethon if you please&lt;br /&gt;I fought the King of Annwn to steal his Roe and Hound&lt;br /&gt;I taught magic to Gwydion who guessed the name of Bran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By my name you shall know me&lt;br /&gt;You shall know me by my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My people were the people of the Goddess named Danu&lt;br /&gt;The Tuatha de Danaan warriors brave and true&lt;br /&gt;Bronze age Pelasgians expelled from ancient Greece&lt;br /&gt;Who found themselves in Ireland though their numbers had increased&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwydian is my brother my father's name is Don&lt;br /&gt;Danu is our mother the Goddess three in one&lt;br /&gt;At this battle of Cad Goddeu we won the secret name&lt;br /&gt;Past Cerebus the three head dog he who guards the gate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was first boy Gwion told to stir the cauldron&lt;br /&gt;A potion for Afagddu him intelligent to make&lt;br /&gt;He was the son of Ceredwin the sow Goddess I fear&lt;br /&gt;Three hot drops got on my tongue I got right out of there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She chased me as a greyhound when I fled fleet as a hare&lt;br /&gt;Salmon in the stream I became she as Otter followed me there&lt;br /&gt;I shot up as a Wren as a Hawk she closed on me&lt;br /&gt;So I became a grain of wheat very foolishly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An odd grain in her farmyard she as chicken ate me down&lt;br /&gt;And there in her belly I did grow 'til nine months it came round&lt;br /&gt;Twice-born and by Elphin found I made the court bards burble&lt;br /&gt;I Taliesin shining brow outshone them as a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in an uneasy chair above the Spiral Castle&lt;br /&gt;That Arthur raided drunkedly from where came back but seven&lt;br /&gt;I have been at Glastonbury with Gwyn and his red eared mastiffs&lt;br /&gt;My head spoke from Tower Hill 'til Arthur put his there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crow-God am I and my sister's name is Bronwen&lt;br /&gt;I was a King-Hero in England Wales and Ireland&lt;br /&gt;I met Mananan on the ocean with his Crane-Bag full of letters&lt;br /&gt;Then sailed to Electric Lady Island to make me feel better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew Fionn McColl who sucked his thumb in wonder&lt;br /&gt;Adventurous son of a Hazel-God you see he was able&lt;br /&gt;Glittering sprigs of Alder I bear on my shield and in my hand&lt;br /&gt;So it was quick witted Gwydion knew my name was Bran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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ain't got nothing&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't got so far to fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ain't got nothing&lt;br /&gt;He nearly got nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;He ain't got nothing&lt;br /&gt;But he aint got far to fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I buttoned my hair and I combed my shirt&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like a total misfit&lt;br /&gt;She pierced me down right through the soul&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I might have missed it&lt;br /&gt;But then she smiled with that look in her eye&lt;br /&gt;And it turned my mind around&lt;br /&gt;I said a quick prayer for the welfare state&lt;br /&gt;'Cos I almost got nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa keep on trucking, man that is jam hot&lt;br /&gt;Papa keep on trucking, give it all you got&lt;br /&gt;When the cards are down you'e the one around&lt;br /&gt;Sneaking around midnight when no one's around&lt;br /&gt;Papa keep on trucking, man that is jam hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking with my baby all down that ancient way&lt;br /&gt;Walking with my baby, Lord come what may&lt;br /&gt;You know that I love you true&lt;br /&gt;Even though it's hard and there's much to do&lt;br /&gt;Walking with my baby all down that ancient way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on Grandma, let's go round the bend&lt;br /&gt;Come on Grandma, we'll make it in the end&lt;br /&gt;It's up to us on the magic bus&lt;br /&gt;Made to please on the flying trapese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all you gentle good people running round&lt;br /&gt;With your cheque books in your hand&lt;br /&gt;Who pays the bill when the money you made&lt;br /&gt;Is chewing up all of this land&lt;br /&gt;I nearly got nothing, not much at all&lt;br /&gt;But I don't sell my soul when I earn&lt;br /&gt;'Cos when I fall, I don't fall far&lt;br /&gt;And I won't crash and burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got nothing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rattle make your guts tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ex from Hell I owe her cash&lt;br /&gt;It was my mistake I was acting rash&lt;br /&gt;Ex from Hell she stuck her nails in me&lt;br /&gt;Did I truly cause her all this misery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ex from Hell I got to pay her back&lt;br /&gt;Take your money Princess from a Pauper Rat&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting on the shitter writing this song to you&lt;br /&gt;Ex from Hell, what else do you think I'd do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-3134120684796565122?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/3134120684796565122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=3134120684796565122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;The apples grew a plenty there was enough to go round&lt;br /&gt;As more apple trees grew when the fruit fell to the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God saw for many years that man was well supplied&lt;br /&gt;Yet man was rather greedy and never satisfied&lt;br /&gt;In an orchard paradise we felt we needed more&lt;br /&gt;And so it was that man first conspired to make a war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To bring the war machines to life we chopped down many trees&lt;br /&gt;And when we made destruction well some of us were pleased&lt;br /&gt;And some were not so pleased and some were even less&lt;br /&gt;And some were not pleased at all as you might well have guessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked along my special path unto my sacred tree&lt;br /&gt;That apple tree that fed me when Autumn turned Wintery&lt;br /&gt;I saw one apple left on the tree, one apple was all I did see&lt;br /&gt;Old Bill Blake was sitting there and I sat down by he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How the world has changed", said he "Since In wrote my poetry"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes you saw it all" I said and to this he could but agree&lt;br /&gt;Just then the war-machine rolled up to our spot&lt;br /&gt;And Bill jumped up and we jumped on and gave it all we'd got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God cut in a lightening bolt but little more could do&lt;br /&gt;And Bill and I felt we had bitten off more than we could chew&lt;br /&gt;A brilliant flash, a resounding crash and we were almost gone&lt;br /&gt;But the tree stood strong and it's earthly fruit shone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we spied on the horizon a truly dread filled sight&lt;br /&gt;Legion machines of corporate might&lt;br /&gt;Uranium powered with searchlights on top&lt;br /&gt;Satanic mills that began to chop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that was left after the atomic blast&lt;br /&gt;Was a small sector of heaven, mostly hell burning fast&lt;br /&gt;The apple of God was resting on the hill&lt;br /&gt;And an eschaton cloud was moving in for the kill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the apple and suddenly knew &lt;br /&gt;That all the fears I had had they were true&lt;br /&gt;So I grasped the apple and planted it's seed&lt;br /&gt;For it was now that we were most truly in need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what happens next I shall leave to you&lt;br /&gt;For it's only a song and it might not be true&lt;br /&gt;As I speak from the future then this is a clue&lt;br /&gt;Should the seed grow then we shall grow too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE IS AN APPLE IN THE ORCHARD OF THE EARTH&lt;br /&gt;THERE IS AN APPLE IN THE ORCHARD OF THE EARTH&lt;br /&gt;THOUGH  IT'S NOT MADE OF GOLD &lt;br /&gt;THE APPLE HAS BEEN SOLD&lt;br /&gt;HOW MANY PEOPLE KNOW THAT APPLE'S WORTH?&lt;br /&gt;HOW MANY PEOPLE KNOW THAT APPLE'S WORTH?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-535101006464070463?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' 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forth now all ye Bards&lt;br /&gt;And wreathe us all in love &lt;br /&gt;Of poetry that is not words&lt;br /&gt;And does neither push nor shove&lt;br /&gt;Itself to recognition&lt;br /&gt;In the hearts of all&lt;br /&gt;Come forth now all ye Bards&lt;br /&gt;Lest we truly fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come forth now all ye Bards &lt;br /&gt;Or give machines control&lt;br /&gt;And cancer spread like a contagious wind&lt;br /&gt;Smothering our souls&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing for it&lt;br /&gt;We have to play our roles&lt;br /&gt;Come forth now all ye Bards&lt;br /&gt;And let our tale unfold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come forth now all ye Bards&lt;br /&gt;And let us be unsprung&lt;br /&gt;Let our tensions be let out&lt;br /&gt;Let our song be sung&lt;br /&gt;There are good and bad amongst us&lt;br /&gt;Each a piece of the whole&lt;br /&gt;Come forth now all ye Bards&lt;br /&gt;And let the good times roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(repeat first voice)&lt;div 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/&gt;A sense of melancholy, a bitter taste of loss&lt;br /&gt;Neon lights invited but what was the true cost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the Ruins of Cezerans&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the Ruins of Cezerans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winter times in the mountains were known to be severe&lt;br /&gt;Bears and Wolves were still around which brought it's own weight of fears&lt;br /&gt;People worked the sunlight hours, their only food came from the land&lt;br /&gt;Turnip soup with nettles and no electricity's helping hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taxed by distant ministries, oppression stories rich feeding on poor&lt;br /&gt;Their animals, land and dwellings were what these families lived for&lt;br /&gt;I recall their times to live again in rhyme &lt;br /&gt;Wonder at their tenacity, would have loved to have shared their wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the Ruins of Cezerens&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the Ruins of Cezerans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I touch the crafted masonry and silent spirits move&lt;br /&gt;Cobwebs of a former time that instil a sombre mood&lt;br /&gt;Yet I also see them joyous when harvest time did bring&lt;br /&gt;Food for all their children, I can almost hear their voices sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a persistant state of misery a sad and stifled pain&lt;br /&gt;Hangs here in the forest, comes once again like rain&lt;br /&gt;If I could lift that sorrow like I lift this stone&lt;br /&gt;Build from all our yesterdays a way that is worth going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the Ruins of Cezerans&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the Ruins of Cezerans&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-3612365518743326752?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/3612365518743326752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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in time&lt;br /&gt;Back to the womb she was born in&lt;br /&gt;Got to get in rhythm with the mighty cosmic core&lt;br /&gt;We're heading straight into a strange old door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIRITS OF MUSIC&lt;br /&gt;COME AND HEAL THIS BROKEN LAND&lt;br /&gt;HIROKI OKANO AND THE WIND TRAVELIN' BAND&lt;br /&gt;TENKO ORCHESTRA, SPACEGOATS &lt;br /&gt;MAKING TEMPLES IN THE SOUL&lt;br /&gt;SPREADING A RAINBOW&lt;br /&gt;OPEN UP A GOLDEN ROAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CALLING OUT!! TO CAPTAIN OKANO!!&lt;br /&gt;STARSHIP JAPAN!! IT IS IN CRISIS!!&lt;br /&gt;HOLDING OUT OUR!! LOVE SHINING BRIGHTLY!!&lt;br /&gt;OUR INNER TEMPLE STATUS IS GREATLY EXCITED &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling out to the Rainbow Tribe&lt;br /&gt;Calling across the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Calling over from Britain to Japan&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel this emotion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Centering in on a prayer to heal&lt;br /&gt;Straight to the heart of the problem&lt;br /&gt;Music is love that can transform poison&lt;br /&gt;Music is making a difference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we tell our nuclear industry&lt;br /&gt;Is is just not that easy&lt;br /&gt;We got to deal with the toxic waste&lt;br /&gt;The death-cloud radiation pollution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is sharing a vision space&lt;br /&gt;Over the oceans between us&lt;br /&gt;Centre on sending a prayer of love&lt;br /&gt;A transformative solution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(CHORUS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain Okano I believe you &lt;br /&gt;when you say so truly to me&lt;br /&gt;Music can heal the land of Japan&lt;br /&gt;So let's make this Rainbow because we can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no Japanese word for 'crisis'&lt;br /&gt;'Great opportunity' is what you say&lt;br /&gt;Let us go for that one right now&lt;br /&gt;We will show the world to find out how &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people from all the nations&lt;br /&gt;Sending their prayer to you now&lt;br /&gt;All those nations got their own Starship problems&lt;br /&gt;I know a Dala-Man who can help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astral Field Wing Commander Dave Goodman &lt;br /&gt;Orbits nearby in his Mandala Spaceship&lt;br /&gt;We follow his vision, these are his words:&lt;br /&gt;"Music can help heal the Earth!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASTRAL FIELD WING COMMANDER DAVE GOODMAN SAYS&lt;br /&gt;     "MUSIC CAN HEAL THE WORLD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-6693977630588872595?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-4778924222016746466</id><published>2011-03-28T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T00:47:55.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wolftrap</title><content type='html'>Up on the hill there's still a wolftrap&lt;br /&gt;Sheep in a deep hole, Wolf he jump right in&lt;br /&gt;He can't get out and they stick him with spears and arrows&lt;br /&gt;That's the way to deal with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:(between each stanza)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolfman calling from a primaeval view&lt;br /&gt;Wolfman is howling inside of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolf is fear, Wolf is danger&lt;br /&gt;Wolf will kill you in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;But there's another side to the story&lt;br /&gt;Wolf has his own sense of what is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep in mythic story telling&lt;br /&gt;Wolf is going to gobble you up&lt;br /&gt;But there are people who have mingled&lt;br /&gt;Wolves can accept you if you smell like them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they get our scent of blood&lt;br /&gt;Then we are his meat my friend believe me&lt;br /&gt;If spilling blood is is our daily thing then&lt;br /&gt;We had better watch out or we will be their tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolves can keep you safe from danger&lt;br /&gt;They very clever they could save your skin&lt;br /&gt;They love their family, Wolves are loyal but you&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be careful who eats which bit of meat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up on the hill there's still a Wolftrap&lt;br /&gt;Sheep in a deep hole and he jump right in&lt;br /&gt;He can't get out and they stuck him with spears and arrows&lt;br /&gt;Is that the way to deal with him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-4778924222016746466?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' 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src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-3336511907442773641</id><published>2011-03-12T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T04:04:33.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poison in the Water</title><content type='html'>Back down the corridor of power &lt;br /&gt;There echoes that ghostly hour&lt;br /&gt;When atomic technology came to this land&lt;br /&gt;Flouride it was used, the essential key&lt;br /&gt;To process the elements&lt;br /&gt;Uranium to Plutonium&lt;br /&gt;For bombs you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the plot was complete and not withstanding hazards&lt;br /&gt;Radiation came in a second rung to flouride's toxic challenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knew what it did so tests were arranged&lt;br /&gt;On unsuspecting citizens of Newburg, New York State&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The authorities must have been pleased they kept a secret file&lt;br /&gt;And to allay people's fears they gave them another picture&lt;br /&gt;They said 'essential nutrient', it's so good for your health&lt;br /&gt;You need it in the water, which we will do forthwith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;But what was it that was hid was someone telling lies?&lt;br /&gt;Though people raised their voice to ask they were vilified&lt;br /&gt;The tests they were arranged and certain people paid&lt;br /&gt;It seems that these tests have been going on for decades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it is declassified which means we get to know&lt;br /&gt;And it seems someone's motives were stooping very low&lt;br /&gt;They said it was so good for you but that was not the truth&lt;br /&gt;Your teeth fall out your bones just rot &lt;br /&gt;And all with scientific proof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's poison fumes a toxic waste a corrosive rat-killer&lt;br /&gt;It accumulates slow so tyou don't know&lt;br /&gt;It's bad for brains and livers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list goes on and on and on but nearly noone knows&lt;br /&gt;And as there's been a cover-up I hope that it's exposed&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our trust turns to rust&lt;br /&gt;This we must&lt;br /&gt;Tell our sons&lt;br /&gt;Tell our daughters&lt;br /&gt;There's poison in the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nuclear dawn has spawned such a deadly tide&lt;br /&gt;But what shall we do, keep it all inside?&lt;br /&gt;Or sing and dance and act about&lt;br /&gt;Those who lost their teeth&lt;br /&gt;Or children who grow up with bones as brittle sticks&lt;br /&gt;Deformed by toxins in the things we eat and drink&lt;br /&gt;Shall we survive if we accept the lies of this deceit&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It may seem stark it may seem mad and that there's no good news&lt;br /&gt;But we can make the world we want only if we choose&lt;br /&gt;Whatever is the cost what could be the regret&lt;br /&gt;To try and live our lives to clean up this hateful mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even now respectable responsible people in power&lt;br /&gt;The ones we have grown up to trust keep this flouride myth alive&lt;br /&gt;It's doctors, dentists . statesmen, the ones in the know&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why but they conspire to put flouride in the flow&lt;br /&gt;And at what cost this act who do they think they are&lt;br /&gt;If this is good authority then maybe they can go&lt;br /&gt;Because if you poison the people, you'll make them very made&lt;br /&gt;Do we accept docility or decide that we've been had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not all&lt;br /&gt;That was many years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays we get the scrapings from the chimneys&lt;br /&gt;The carbon phosphate fertiliser industry&lt;br /&gt;And this is what kind of flouride that gets to us today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And is it all for the sake of little children's dental care&lt;br /&gt;I think not it is put there to dull and tame our brains&lt;br /&gt;Just think of the e-numbers even you know aspartame is bad&lt;br /&gt;Just think of all the industry making bucks off our complacency&lt;br /&gt;But I know we are the healers I tell you the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if there's any truth in this then maybe someone knows&lt;br /&gt;And if there's been a cover-up then let's make sure that it's exposed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flouride in the water &lt;br /&gt;Poison in the water&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-3336511907442773641?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/3336511907442773641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=3336511907442773641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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go&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you more things than you'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;If you are a poor girl and you got no friends at all&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you more friends than you'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;All I ask is that our love begins to grow&lt;br /&gt;Answer is that there's no problem at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young girl in the field and she's looking for some grass&lt;br /&gt;To feed her guinea, her guinea pig &lt;br /&gt;Ain't she like that lady in the poem we did back at school&lt;br /&gt;Lady Oenone, that was her name&lt;br /&gt;She had a love but like leaves he blew away&lt;br /&gt;Could have saved Paris anytime but years of sufforing held her right at bay&lt;br /&gt;Golden Apples what you say, better leave it till another day&lt;br /&gt;Greed and need for the wrong things don't make it anyway my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That it was an accident made it no easier for either his or her own parents&lt;br /&gt;He in youth's unseasoned freedom saw not what they were on about&lt;br /&gt;Because he'd mistrusted her &lt;br /&gt;He'd only lusted her anyway&lt;br /&gt;Silver bracelets on the shelf the nails he had knocked into himself&lt;br /&gt;Beware beware was what he said, I watched the disease grow in his head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you whom I sing this song outloud and for you whom it may concern&lt;br /&gt;It's not that it's always so good but that it's always as it should be&lt;br /&gt;Mirrors to our lives are shining high above our sheltered selves&lt;br /&gt;I can't show you how to live your lives, only you can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song was written in the first half of 1984, after mesmerising myself with the guitar motif looking out of my parents window at Round Ball Hill in Honiton Devon. It is referring quite loosley to events going around me. The voice in the first verse was never supposed to be me speaking as me. 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look back&lt;br /&gt;Playing on the banjo&lt;br /&gt;Nor money nor honey does he lack&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Treneere Harvey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined in his busking troupe&lt;br /&gt;The Thieving Gypsy Bastards&lt;br /&gt;With Peet Coombes God rest his soul&lt;br /&gt;I hope he hears this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not seen Andy in so long&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what he's doing&lt;br /&gt;Liam says he taught him songs&lt;br /&gt;And also called him Bard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took the piss out of me &lt;br /&gt;For my drama study&lt;br /&gt;Andy would never enrol&lt;br /&gt;Saying you don't need it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt lots there but think that too&lt;br /&gt;It's called autodydactic&lt;br /&gt;Teaching yourself &lt;br /&gt;Is a way of keeping hold of your brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;He'll get a heaving rhythm going&lt;br /&gt;Banging with his feet-o&lt;br /&gt;His lyrics picked for mind blowing&lt;br /&gt;If your ears can hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As well as the street busking&lt;br /&gt;There was skipping too&lt;br /&gt;On Old Truro Road&lt;br /&gt;We had our abode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you call him inventive?&lt;br /&gt;Would he accept creative?&lt;br /&gt;Writing backwards fluidly &lt;br /&gt;Is really quite a skill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I dreamed a dream&lt;br /&gt;Of his milliput figurines&lt;br /&gt;There is much more I could say&lt;br /&gt;But I'll leave him a mystery&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Andrew doesnt know that I wrote this yet, I hope he doesnt mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-4043127706048769305?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/4043127706048769305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-8934574888194850669</id><published>2010-12-25T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T02:16:19.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are the Key</title><content type='html'>Whoever you want to be&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you want to see around you&lt;br /&gt;It's all made in the crucible of you&lt;br /&gt;In the eye of your eye where you reside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you want to go &lt;br /&gt;Whenever you want to know something badly enough&lt;br /&gt;Why ever do we cry?&lt;br /&gt;It's all made of you&lt;br /&gt;And it wants to come through&lt;br /&gt;You are the Key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Authorities are slime when they tax upon your time&lt;br /&gt;But something more sublime is hidden deep inside&lt;br /&gt;And all the while you were waiting waiting waiting&lt;br /&gt;Don't you wait any longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like a mystery&lt;br /&gt;People always sufforing never free, from constraints around them&lt;br /&gt;But your circumstance surrounds the basic fact&lt;br /&gt;Of you yes you, you are the Key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you started on&lt;br /&gt;A road where you belong, truly&lt;br /&gt;That may be short or long&lt;br /&gt;But my friend you'll make it in the end and on the way you'll find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...that (repeat first 2 verses and finish)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-8934574888194850669?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/8934574888194850669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=8934574888194850669' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/8934574888194850669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/8934574888194850669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-are-key.html' title='You are the Key'/><author><name>Pokstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-52720350325076165</id><published>2010-12-21T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T03:35:55.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To what Primal Power</title><content type='html'>To what Primal Power do I owe my dues?&lt;br /&gt;'Tis the Power of the mystic tri-Goddess so true&lt;br /&gt;Of the Maiden Mother Crone modern times it little knows&lt;br /&gt;Yet she was the original theme of poetry&lt;br /&gt;Her troubadours opening for to see the Matrix&lt;br /&gt;Not the celluloid one&lt;br /&gt;That links us up where we come from&lt;br /&gt;Kings and Queens and Bards in People&lt;br /&gt;From the place where all is equal&lt;br /&gt;And who though wars now rend us apart&lt;br /&gt;Is still the lone subject of this art.&lt;br /&gt;Bequeather of Kings behind all things&lt;br /&gt;Enveloping all in her charms of ice and fire&lt;br /&gt;Elusive ever present earth mother Gaia&lt;br /&gt;Knower of men's minds&lt;br /&gt;Bestower well inclined to nurture and to chide&lt;br /&gt;Hear her call inside your ear&lt;br /&gt;No fear is so opaque as to obcure her&lt;br /&gt;There is no cure for her love&lt;br /&gt;She will get you eventually&lt;br /&gt;Though you may reject her&lt;br /&gt;Have no names for her&lt;br /&gt;Or only those to revile&lt;br /&gt;She all the while&lt;br /&gt;Made you from clay&lt;br /&gt;Gave you life and days&lt;br /&gt;Raised you&lt;br /&gt;Played with you&lt;br /&gt;With some horn-led consort tangled and met&lt;br /&gt;Till this world was set&lt;br /&gt;Now you can't forget&lt;br /&gt;She spoke in the ear of those Dragon Kings of old&lt;br /&gt;And so this story will unfold&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-52720350325076165?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/52720350325076165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=52720350325076165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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latin&lt;br /&gt;suivant le vers d'un nouveau chant&lt;br /&gt;il est donc juste que l'on se rejoussie&lt;br /&gt;de ce dont on a le plus envie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De la-bas ou est toute ma joie&lt;br /&gt;je ne vois venir ni messager ni kettre scellee&lt;br /&gt;car je ne dors ni ne ris&lt;br /&gt;et je n'ose m'avancer&lt;br /&gt;jusqu'a ce que je connaisse bein la finalite&lt;br /&gt;si elle est telle que je la desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainsi va t-il de notre amour&lt;br /&gt;comme de la branche d'aubepine&lt;br /&gt;qui la nuit sur l'arbuste tremble&lt;br /&gt;a la pluie et au gel&lt;br /&gt;jusqu'a a ce que le lendmain le soleil se repande&lt;br /&gt;dans les fueilles vertes sur le rameau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il me souvient encore d'un matin&lt;br /&gt;ou nous avons mis fin a la guerre&lt;br /&gt;ou elle m'a accorde un don si grande&lt;br /&gt;son amour charnel et son anneau&lt;br /&gt;que Dieu me laisse encore vivre assez&lt;br /&gt;pour que j'aie mes mains sous son manteau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Car je me soucie peu de l'etrange latin&lt;br /&gt;qui pourtait m'eloigner de mon Bon Voisin&lt;br /&gt;et je sais trop comment vont les paroles&lt;br /&gt;qui eclosent avec(dans) un bref discours&lt;br /&gt;il y en a qui se vantent d'amour&lt;br /&gt;mais nous, nous avons la piece et le couteau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guilhem de Peiteus 1071-1126&lt;br /&gt;Grandfather to Eleanor of Aquitaine and &lt;br /&gt;called the first known troubadour&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-4795826603889672200?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/4795826603889672200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=4795826603889672200' title='0 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Twyford Down&lt;br /&gt;Eco war on sacred ground&lt;br /&gt;It moved on to Newbury&lt;br /&gt;Nine miles of road building insanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can deny it&lt;br /&gt;For it was on TV&lt;br /&gt;Harness held or not &lt;br /&gt;High up in a tree&lt;br /&gt;Eco warriors out on a limb&lt;br /&gt;While the corporation chainsaws made a din&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying you must not cut down this glade&lt;br /&gt;Make no tiny cut with your murdering blades&lt;br /&gt;We will defend these trees &lt;br /&gt;With our bodies and our minds held up high in the leaves&lt;br /&gt;And tunneling down deep into the ground&lt;br /&gt;Give your Sheriff's men the run-around&lt;br /&gt;Security cordons plenty of police&lt;br /&gt;Giving orders their consciences asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is sad to say&lt;br /&gt;But Camelot itself fell one day&lt;br /&gt;Not before Albion's warriors&lt;br /&gt;Made Newbury's Third Battle a legendary lay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV put he pictures in front of people's eyes&lt;br /&gt;Could we be becoming totally urbanised?&lt;br /&gt;Lyminge Forest Sella open cast mine&lt;br /&gt;Fairmile Trollheim and the Ladies Nine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying you shall not chop down these trees&lt;br /&gt;We shall protect against your Mother murdering deeds&lt;br /&gt;And the Third Battle of Newbury&lt;br /&gt;Three minutes less for nine miles of ancient trees&lt;br /&gt;One hundred thousand cherry pickers&lt;br /&gt;Would not bring us down off our perch&lt;br /&gt;'Cos news of all these road protests&lt;br /&gt;Has been broadcast all around the cities and the towns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is now a much greater neon orange glow&lt;br /&gt;From Clairmont Road down to Ireland's County Wicklow&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to types like the Dongas and the Flowerpots&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the future can be green again&lt;br /&gt;Canbury Garden Poplars Watley Quarry and Oxleas Wood&lt;br /&gt;From Scotland down to Brighton there were people who were good&lt;br /&gt;They came down to protest sites and did what they could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nineteen screen multiplex cinema was a little bit too much&lt;br /&gt;Crystal Palace was won by the people and the trees were never cut&lt;br /&gt;It culminated an era just before the millenium&lt;br /&gt;Even Ali G on the TV was at our eviction&lt;br /&gt;All of this was back in the ninetees before the towers fell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying you shall not chop down these trees&lt;br /&gt;We shall protect against your Mother murdering deeds&lt;br /&gt;And the Third Battle of Newbury&lt;br /&gt;Three minutes less for nine miles of ancient trees&lt;br /&gt;One hundred thousand cherrypickers &lt;br /&gt;Could not bring us down off our perch&lt;br /&gt;'Cos news of all these road protests have been broadcast&lt;br /&gt;All around let's hear it for a no pollution Newbury and Beyond&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a wet cold Yellow Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;When luminous jackets made the first cutting&lt;br /&gt;And there was pain and there was crying&lt;br /&gt;People thought the earth was dying&lt;br /&gt;Fourth day of July&lt;br /&gt;Mass trespass day&lt;br /&gt;Hundreds of people &lt;br /&gt;All in the way&lt;br /&gt;Or clambering up on the bailly bridge&lt;br /&gt;Clanging it boldly with chaos sticks&lt;br /&gt;Then there was digger diving&lt;br /&gt;Which is conniving&lt;br /&gt;To jump on the 'dozers &lt;br /&gt;Till work was over&lt;br /&gt;D-locked under the wheels&lt;br /&gt;Of their earth-raping steel&lt;br /&gt;To stop the contractors&lt;br /&gt;There were many factors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah ah&lt;br /&gt;That was Twyford Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Great Conjunction&lt;br /&gt;Was in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Woa but it wasn't&lt;br /&gt;The reason why&lt;br /&gt;It was the people &lt;br /&gt;Who were outraged &lt;br /&gt;At all the tricks &lt;br /&gt;That had been played&lt;br /&gt;To build the road&lt;br /&gt;Against the will&lt;br /&gt;Of common people&lt;br /&gt;For money made&lt;br /&gt;It was enough&lt;br /&gt;Enough enough&lt;br /&gt;But still the D.O.T.&lt;br /&gt;Made the cut&lt;br /&gt;And so began&lt;br /&gt;This first eco-war&lt;br /&gt;And after Twyford&lt;br /&gt;There were many more&lt;br /&gt;There were many more &lt;br /&gt;There were many more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah ah&lt;br /&gt;That was Twyford Down &lt;br /&gt;Ah ah ah &lt;br /&gt;That was Twyford Down&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah ah &lt;br /&gt;That was Twyford Down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-6717787078362538532?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/6717787078362538532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-7958410546167117466</id><published>2010-12-19T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T09:00:28.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battered and Blue</title><content type='html'>Some give pleasure others pain&lt;br /&gt;Most'll leave you some time in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Some bring trouble some just annoy&lt;br /&gt;Most give candy one or two bring joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now some take screwballs some drink wine&lt;br /&gt;I smoke grass most of the time&lt;br /&gt;Don't change the situation just turns it around&lt;br /&gt;Like Jeckell and Hyde running all over town&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey what can I say&lt;br /&gt;I really do not feel so good today&lt;br /&gt;Me oh my what can I do&lt;br /&gt;I'm tattered and battered and blue for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew a girl I met in a zoo&lt;br /&gt;She played crazy golf in goodbye shoes&lt;br /&gt;I knew a girl she was cool&lt;br /&gt;Saw her last by the swimming pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell you much just the basic facts&lt;br /&gt;We built our house on a railroad track&lt;br /&gt;When we heard the clicketty-clack&lt;br /&gt;She ripped my shirt and didn't look back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey what can I say&lt;br /&gt;I really do not feel so good today&lt;br /&gt;Me oh my what can I do?&lt;br /&gt;I'm tattered and battered and blue for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some give pleasure others pain&lt;br /&gt;Most'll leave you some time in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Some bring trouble some just annoy&lt;br /&gt;Most bring candy one or two give joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey what can I say&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna do my best to feel better today&lt;br /&gt;Me oh my what can I do&lt;br /&gt;I tattered and battered and blue for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body's aching and it ain't faking&lt;br /&gt;When it finally buckled I didn't chuckle&lt;br /&gt;In the final end there was just us friends &lt;br /&gt;And a guy called Death who was playing requests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oh my!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey whay can I say&lt;br /&gt;I really gonna do my best to feel better today&lt;br /&gt;Me oh my what can I do &lt;br /&gt;I'm tattered and battered and blue for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm tattered and battered and blue for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-7958410546167117466?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/7958410546167117466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=7958410546167117466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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mean&lt;br /&gt;Woa terror machine&lt;br /&gt;Oh-a ya gonna know what I mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the work of government administration&lt;br /&gt;Let's just call it information sedation&lt;br /&gt;Keep it all hid keeps on the lid &lt;br /&gt;Of what is really going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You heard the news about the terrorists&lt;br /&gt;Though evidently no evidence fits&lt;br /&gt;They got Arabic scapegoats as decoys&lt;br /&gt;And they're treating them like shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bomb on the bus it's a man in the crowd&lt;br /&gt;It ain't what it seems but don't talk too loud&lt;br /&gt;The man on the TV is talking paranoid disease&lt;br /&gt;Woa-a it's the Terror Machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terror - Realise&lt;br /&gt;Terror - Open Eyes&lt;br /&gt;Terror - Easily created&lt;br /&gt;Terror - We're being manipulated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woa Your gonna know what I mean  &lt;br /&gt;Woa Terror Machine &lt;br /&gt;Woa Know what I mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Towers standing now here comes the bit&lt;br /&gt;Where they all fall down like a magic trick&lt;br /&gt;At least that's how I look at it&lt;br /&gt;It's all in the cover-up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/7 if you want my opinion&lt;br /&gt;Was all government bombs&lt;br /&gt;Too much talk about climate change and Africa&lt;br /&gt;Keep the talks going wrong&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn't do to make poverty history&lt;br /&gt;It would spoil the plan &lt;br /&gt;Of world domination in the nuclear age&lt;br /&gt;Keep it in the can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terror terror everywhere and the real reason is clear&lt;br /&gt;Make way for big brother keep up the war and fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terror...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manufactured hate from newspapers&lt;br /&gt;Through video games and TV&lt;br /&gt;Try to keep us all dumbed down &lt;br /&gt;Can your eyes but see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was A OK till the communists fell&lt;br /&gt;With the enemy gone they needed someone to kill&lt;br /&gt;To keep the arms trade in lollipops&lt;br /&gt;They had to make up with something new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terror machine is a genius plan&lt;br /&gt;But they don't want you to know whose scheme&lt;br /&gt;Terror machine is a see-thru scam&lt;br /&gt;A front for the killing regimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind control 24/7&lt;br /&gt;Is telling lies outright&lt;br /&gt;Media coverage to the masses&lt;br /&gt;Is not going to talk out of line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terror...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind the scene this killing machine&lt;br /&gt;Is off doing it's work&lt;br /&gt;Funded by tax and vacant minds&lt;br /&gt;It's time to get alert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like us all to realise&lt;br /&gt;That a spanner in the works &lt;br /&gt;Is a sure fire risk for the terror machine&lt;br /&gt;Because it's made of a lie&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Terror...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want you to see through the terror machine&lt;br /&gt;What really makes it tick&lt;br /&gt;Don't be suprised if the global 8&lt;br /&gt;Are in the midst of it&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-2166434445659297679?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/2166434445659297679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=2166434445659297679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/2166434445659297679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/2166434445659297679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/2010/12/terror-machine.html' title='Terror Machine'/><author><name>Pokstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-1866578650721438311</id><published>2010-12-19T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T07:18:07.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Violence</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to work it out where does violence come from&lt;br /&gt;In the heat of the moment just what brings it on&lt;br /&gt;There's violence in silence though you might think me wrong&lt;br /&gt;Lights the blue touch paper for the fists and knives and guns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just below the surface but hidden well away&lt;br /&gt;Disguised with greatest etiquette in the ways that we behave&lt;br /&gt;Passed back and forth in lethal tennis games&lt;br /&gt;Before the final act has blown the love away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This violence has run deep in history's angry seams&lt;br /&gt;What violence is appropriate is what the lawcourts deem&lt;br /&gt;Violence on the battlefield violence in the home&lt;br /&gt;Violence nearly everywhere and just behind your nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How one can regret but it's always too late &lt;br /&gt;Whether it's to kill a man or just to smash a plate&lt;br /&gt;In anger for something someone said or done&lt;br /&gt;But who can look deep enough to ask where it comes from&lt;br /&gt;Who can look deep enough to know where it comes from&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-1866578650721438311?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-992652316397009648</id><published>2010-12-18T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T07:06:08.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I remember Blue</title><content type='html'>I remember Blue&lt;br /&gt;He said "Good times bad times"&lt;br /&gt;And the girl in the flamenco dress&lt;br /&gt;Swayed to the rhythm of his guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the scene&lt;br /&gt;Heard his words and his strum&lt;br /&gt;Never saw him one time more &lt;br /&gt;And the girl she was just a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I paced down the street&lt;br /&gt;Where I saw a man he was beat&lt;br /&gt;Slumped into a shop doorway&lt;br /&gt;Head between his knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess he was gouched out&lt;br /&gt;Could be heroin or crack cocaine&lt;br /&gt;And I numbly wondered &lt;br /&gt;What happened to my dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't have no money and couldn't even speak&lt;br /&gt;I reviewed my own life of the street&lt;br /&gt;So I reached as far as I could reach&lt;br /&gt;Into my heart for I accept no defeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I perceived a vast desert of soul-&lt;br /&gt;Stranded survivors of a world gone wrong&lt;br /&gt;And a flaming mouth that incinerated dreams&lt;br /&gt;But yet one dream it burned through the flames&lt;br /&gt;Of the flamenco girl who threw off her chains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She danced herself into a whirling peak&lt;br /&gt;Said no words but smiled to me&lt;br /&gt;And I sanctified gratified passed on the smile &lt;br /&gt;Into the dawning street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It smashed into a car windscreen&lt;br /&gt;Got lost in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Echoed against the building blocks&lt;br /&gt;Got half drowned in the rain&lt;br /&gt;It caught a man in turpitude&lt;br /&gt;And drove another sane&lt;br /&gt;Got jammed inside a mortal coil&lt;br /&gt;Of disempowered dreams&lt;br /&gt;It rattled through my mandolin&lt;br /&gt;And dislocated brains&lt;br /&gt;It grated through the visors&lt;br /&gt;Of the Motor City men&lt;br /&gt;It caught all in a tornado &lt;br /&gt;That blotted out the sun&lt;br /&gt;Of which dust that followed smarted eyes&lt;br /&gt;Of all the fallen ones&lt;br /&gt;And through this cloud a man appeared&lt;br /&gt;And he began to wave&lt;br /&gt;I knew that we had understood&lt;br /&gt;And so this vision fades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I percieved a vast desert of soul stranded&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-992652316397009648?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/992652316397009648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=992652316397009648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/992652316397009648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/992652316397009648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-remember-blue.html' title='I remember Blue'/><author><name>Pokstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06212139682737021237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2280/2371618603_2985edf9bc_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765325121097706283.post-2692726992904141248</id><published>2010-12-18T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T14:47:47.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Elusive Muse</title><content type='html'>I saw you once upon a normal street&lt;br /&gt;I looked all upon you from your hair down to your feet&lt;br /&gt;You smiled and disappeared and left me with the blues&lt;br /&gt;But you had entered into me and left a mystic clue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah my elusive muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was it behind the city's cracks and lies&lt;br /&gt;What behind hidden scars and in distant eyes&lt;br /&gt;And everywhere I looked all with my seeking shoes&lt;br /&gt;You were peeping through the gaps my elusive muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah my elusive muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You formed into the rounded hills such it was your grace&lt;br /&gt;I looked into the moon and reflected was your face&lt;br /&gt;I looked into the gutter thought that I might loose you&lt;br /&gt;So I cried a silver tear my elusive muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah my elusive muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspiration from the well of passion's holy flame&lt;br /&gt;Golden arrows to my heart when I hear your name&lt;br /&gt;Six white horses carry you in a chariot so true&lt;br /&gt;Seven songs of everywhere are the ones you use&lt;br /&gt;To keep in time the fearless rhyme&lt;br /&gt;My elusive muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah my elusive muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chained you restrained you built worlds modern and new&lt;br /&gt;But these are all missing love they are the work of fools&lt;br /&gt;And to all insensed profiteers who at your brown skin grasp&lt;br /&gt;Taking gold and minerals well none of this can last&lt;br /&gt;For it threatens all the life on earth in the seas and skies of blue&lt;br /&gt;How we do depend on you my elusive muse&lt;br /&gt;There never can be an end to you my elusive muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if it is we shall meet and men will truly see&lt;br /&gt;The majesty of life within your earth and heaven tree&lt;br /&gt;And if we touch this holy bough feel it's pulse and fuse&lt;br /&gt;We touch all infinity my elusive muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah my elusive muse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-2692726992904141248?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/2692726992904141248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=2692726992904141248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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bound to fall &lt;br /&gt;Oppressing people owning land&lt;br /&gt;Common people understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who controls the city gates&lt;br /&gt;Holding council decides fates&lt;br /&gt;How to use this mighty hand &lt;br /&gt;Is what a King must comprehend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what befits a King&lt;br /&gt;He brings the ancient wisdom in&lt;br /&gt;Support the people not exploit&lt;br /&gt;Do these things is what he ought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if to evil he is lured&lt;br /&gt;What oh what could be the cure&lt;br /&gt;A queen's wisdom is what endures&lt;br /&gt;So peace on earth can be secured&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dissolved into the land is He&lt;br /&gt;Common people are the key&lt;br /&gt;All proportions of a web&lt;br /&gt;Of life and land and deeds and trials&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A King to do and Bard to tell&lt;br /&gt;So listen well this merry while&lt;br /&gt;Here's to all our Kings within&lt;br /&gt;Blessed Albion do they bring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Out with the old in with the new&lt;br /&gt;Spirit of a peace which will come true&lt;br /&gt;In with the old out with the new&lt;br /&gt;Once and future does this please you?&lt;br /&gt;Albion rare and dignified&lt;br /&gt;Return this golden sunrise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4765325121097706283-2565194565221831554?l=pookofpok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pookofpok.blogspot.com/feeds/2565194565221831554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4765325121097706283&amp;postID=2565194565221831554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4765325121097706283/posts/default/2565194565221831554'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;Roll roll roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who holds the key to the gates?&lt;br /&gt;Who learns that knowledge waits?&lt;br /&gt;Who holds the balance of the fates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four for the key to hidden doors&lt;br /&gt;Roll roll roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five for the song that endeth wars&lt;br /&gt;Roll roll roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six for the child that asketh more&lt;br /&gt;Roll roll roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know that the gates are open wide&lt;br /&gt;Spirit mother you are so wise &lt;br /&gt;For three is the number of the child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven for the strength to move through fears &lt;br /&gt;Roll roll roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight for the turning of the years&lt;br /&gt;Roll roll roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine it is the spirit of good cheer&lt;br /&gt;Roll roll roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musician herald bard held in reknown&lt;br /&gt;With your three several wreathes you be crowned&lt;br /&gt;Wielding your harps of mystical sounds for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One for the stones that are old&lt;br /&gt;Two for the alchemical gold&lt;br /&gt;Three for the freedom of the soul&lt;br /&gt;Four for the key to hidden doors&lt;br /&gt;Five for the song that endeth wars&lt;br /&gt;Six for the child that asketh more&lt;br /&gt;Seven for the strength to move through fears&lt;br /&gt;Eight for the turning of the years&lt;br /&gt;Nine it is the spirit of good cheer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roll roll roll&lt;br /&gt;Roll roll roll&lt;br /&gt;Roll it around-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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