Name: Sahara's Collection
Duration: 3 min 58 s
Channel: Sahara/Andrew Foyston
Description: "Sahara's Collection" is a song by Born Poets. All the poems are written by Sahara. The music composed by Andrew Foyston, is called Jangles, and the intro and recitation is by Dawn Sinclair

Sahara's Collection

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All the poems are written by Sahara. The music composed by Andrew Foyston, is called Jangles, and the intro and recitation is by Dawn Sinclair

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Born Poets

Born Poets is a poetry forum with emphasis on respectful but thorough critique. Until now, we were limited to the written word but it was decided that it would be both helpful and entertaining if we could also hear each other's poems as well as reading them, so we have set up this page for our members who wish to have their poems heard as well as read. It's not impossible that some of the poems will be accompanied by music too, as many of aour mmembers are also musicians. If you like what you hear on this site and want to find out more, please feel free to visit our forum at http://bornpoets.proboards23.com/ If you're a poet yourself and would like to share your works with us and maybe have your poem featured on this page, please feel free to joins us, we always welcome new members. But please bear in mind, this is a critique based forum and whilst our critiques are always friendly, respectful and thoughtful, it's not the place for you if you don't want critique on your poems. But we're a friendly, if slightly mad, bunch and there's always room for one more!

Song Info

Genre

Podcasts • Poetry

Charts

Peak #27

Peak in subgenre #5

Author

Sahara/Andrew Foyston

Rights

Sahara/Andrew Foyston

Uploaded

January 08, 2007

Track Files

MP3

MP3 3.6 MB • 128 kbps • 3:58

Story behind the song

Being deaf, Sahara was not able to recite her own poems herself and asked me to do it for her. As most of them are short, I decided to use several in one track and the theme of the collection is pretty similar as you will see.

I have met this beautiful young lady in person and we got on famously so I know that, though she will never hear the way I recite for her, she would have been pleased with the results of this effort on my part. I hope others will be too.

An enormous thankyou to Andy Foyston for his loan of Jangles, a piece as multi-faceted and colourful as the poet known as .... SAHARA...

Lyrics

Testing a Dedication

You can slay all my dragons
You can fight off my ghosts
Champion my insecurities,
that sail in the devil's boat

You can tear down my fortress
You can comfort my crying heart
Capture my demons,
before the nightmares start

Only then

I will ask

You:

Will you take the sun
out of my sky?
Will you change the colour
of my eyes?
Will you hold me close
even when I die? 


Inner Child

Child of my summer;
born with a lace of inspiration
entwined in her hair,
she carried a rainbow 
of thoughts in her pockets,
to disperse into the sky
of my dreams

Child of my winter;
lost in a rainstorm,
with no smiles in her eyes
to staunch the sorrow
of all the tomorrows,
that show a vacuum 
within my soul. 


Deaf 

Stones too are silent

When held in the palm of your hand,
warmth seeps through your being

And new life is given, 
with knowledge of such.


Last Supper

Can I paint the world a colour
that no one has yet discovered,
catch a nightingale in my throat
and tell a really dirty joke,
before I catch the last bus home

can I hold a rainbow in my hands,
that will bring colour to a barren land,
sew a butterfly's damaged wing
and hear an angel sing,
before I say goodbye

can I kiss you one last time,
so the world will know
that my heart still beats
and camouflage my sudden fears,
when I capture your falling tears,
as I finally close my eyes? 



Fabricating a Reality

Were you talking sense
or acting completely dense,
when you asked me to be true
even though you knew,
that night skies always sigh
because the daylight can never lie

and

while birds sing songs in foreign tongues,
children can only hum tunes 
for their words mustn't be sung

so

maybe this was the reason
for my treason,
as my lips brushed another's
under the covers
and why my answers became
questions
before you could even mention
that
you
loved me?

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@AlexisPatrick

The Great Mark Ellis and Great Dawn Sinclair

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