Green Book Of Meditations Volume 6 The Books of Songs - Student ...

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Bardic Salvo #11: April 1st, 2003
Something to Look Forward to
By Chris Middleton, Carleton, c.1999
I was eating a rather bland breakfast
When suddenly
I died
Moments later my spirit was wheeling from the experience
My vision blurred as the room about me spun into a crazed mix of
colors
A blender full of the rich hues of every fruit
Every berry.
Soon all reality and the bowl of oatmeal below me dipped and
sank into the thick syrupy afterlife
My spirit was now sticky with the great beyond-
Tastes like blueberries-
Then a darkness, more liquid than coffee, washed over me as I
ascended to the light
Could this be death I wondered as I drew my hands through a
stream of caffeinated Hereafter
I thought of all the orange slices, the Mandarin, Naval, and
Tangerine
I recalled the Grapefruit and Melons
Those distinct memories of Kiwis, Sandpears and Mangos
All those times I had feasted
Those times when I had refused to take a single citrus section
It was there that I came to a Toast Point
I landed gracefully near a sea of tranquil raspberry jam
Along the toasted beach, the waves kicked up a froth of pancakes
People wandered in bedclothes holding hands and holding
newspapers
I knew I had reached the land where breakfast never ended
And sighed deeply, turning to English muffin thoughts, and
knowing that I’d never have to go to early morning Spanish
again.
Untitled for Obvious Reasons
By Chris Middleton, Carleton c.1999
Three men are seated at a table in Purgatory
They are silent
Around them are thousands of silent, caged, parrots
Just as in heaven, just as in hell
In heaven the parrots learn words and continue the conversations
When the people are silent
In hell the parrots learn words and
Interrupt whoever speaks
In Purgatory the parrots learn words,
But are always silent
The three men in Purgatory
Do not know this
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Gods Bless America
By Mairi Ceolmhor, DC Grove, RDNA
October 2001, for the Public Domain
Original “God Bless America” by Irving Berlin 1918, & 1938
Patriotic Music can be heard at
www.geocities.com/god_bless_america_lyrics/godbless.mid
Drum Roll Spoken Introduction:
”While the Ozone fades thin all across the globe
Let us swear a strong oath as we don our robes.
Let us all be grateful for the lands so fair
And pour forth our efforts in a solemn prayer.”
Gods Bless America,
Both North and South,
Africa, Asia
Europe, Australia
And all that lies in between
From the mountains,
To the prairies
To the oceans,
And deep loam.
Gods Bless our Ecosphere, our tight-linked home.
[Repeat song]
God Out of Politics
By Mike, Digitalis Grove, RDNA
December 2002, for the Public Domain
Original “God Bless America” by Irving Berlin 1918, & 1938
Patriotic Music can be heard at
www.geocities.com/god_bless_america_lyrics/godbless.mid
Drumbeat accompanied Spoken Introduction
”While the Far Right gathers to push through their plans
Let us all remember the promise of this land
Let us all be grateful for private liberty
And stop official religiousity.”
God Out of Politics
The state is not your church
You may guide her,
Not override her
Constitutional liberties!
Heed the crusades
And the abuses
And civil wars
That soon flower.
God out of politics, keep them apart.
[Repeat song]