A man who builds his own pedestal had better use strong cement.
quote by Anna Quindlen
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What Is A Hero
A hero is a Dad,
who carries your heart onto his with his unconditional love.
A hero is a Dad,
who builds your first pair of wings to enable you to fly on your own.
A hero is a Dad,
who builds your faith when all hope tumbles out from your heart.
A hero is a Dad,
who builds you a magical ladder to keep you high off the ground.
A hero is a Dad,
who builds your confidence so you make it through the wind and rain.
A hero is a Dad,
who builds your strength beyond his own when your life with pain collides.
A hero is a Dad,
who knows when he must step aside when another hero has come to carry your heart onto his.
A hero is a Dad,
who builds his strength of having to let go when walking his little girl down the aisle to place her heart onto the heart of another hero.
poem by Linda Patino
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Why Should I Wish To Just Sit On a Pedestal?
To sit on pedestals,
May be heights some wish to achieve.
But as for me...
Why should I place such limits on myself?
Isn't the Universe boundless?
And we are gifted to live on an Earth,
Suspended as it spins.
With only the force of gravity,
To keep it mysteriously positioned.
Why should I wish to just sit on a pedestal?
There is something far greater than that,
I am a part of and desire to explore.
Too many miracles surround me,
I witness being produced.
And I would choose just to sit on a pedestal?
That may be what 'you' choose to do.
But I've got my sights on STARS!
With a blazing done in all of this Cosmic wonder.
Why should I wish to just sit on a pedestal?
Are you kidding?
With all that I envision going on?
Comeon, let's get real here!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I was writing a chapter of Beautiful Evidence on the subject of the sculptural pedestal, which led to my thinking about what's up on the pedestal - the great leader.
quote by Edward Tufte
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Chip Chip Chip Away
You want to come on the ranch,
And do a bit of hi-dee-hey.
You come expecting everyone to do,
What it is you say, yo!
You want to feel you're the boss,
At any cost without delay.
But you aint giving any bucks...
To anyone with an up in pay!
You need to chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in.
You need to chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in, yo!
You need to chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in.
You need to chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in!
You want to come on the ranch,
And do a bit of hi-dee-hey.
You come expecting everyone to do,
What it is you say, yo!
You want to feel you're the boss,
At any cost without delay.
But you aint giving any bucks...
To anyone with an up in pay!
Without delay...
Chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in,
Without delay...
Chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in, yo.
Today...
Chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in,
Without delay...
Chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in, yo.
You want to come on the ranch,
And do a bit of hi-dee-hey.
You come expecting everyone to do,
What it is you say, yo!
You want to feel you're the boss,
At any cost without delay.
But you aint giving any bucks...
To anyone with an up in pay!
You need to chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in.
You need to chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in, yo!
You need to chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in.
You need to chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in!
Without delay...
Chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in,
Without delay...
Chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in, yo.
Today...
Chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in,
Without delay...
Chip chip chip away some of that cement you're in, yo.
And do it,
Today!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Wonderful Future
She builds her own satellite
From an old rusted chair
She leaves this old world behind
And the things that she cares
Maybe she's gone but it won't be for long
What do I know?
Maybe she's found what we all dream about
What do I know?
She's beautiful and wonderful
I can't compare
It's wonderful
It's not that fair
She builds a strong alibi from the future that's here
She needs to know I'm alive
That I'm flesh and I tear
Maybe she's wrong but I wouldn't mind my own
What do I know?
Her best silicone with a touch of her soul
What do I know?
She's beautiful and wonderful
I can't compare
It's wonderful
It's just not fair
song performed by by Our Lady Peace
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Keep distance for grace
Just grant audience.
He sees you on a peak.
Just throw a glance.
He sees you on a desk.
When access is granted
He sees you on a pedestal.
By physical intimacy,
You fall on floor, equal.
Woman, try to be on pedestal, the least.
18.08.2001, Pkd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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He that gives good advice, builds with one hand; he that gives good counsel and example, builds with both; but he that gives good admonition and bad example, builds with one hand and pulls down with the other.
quote by Francis Bacon
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Where Those Limitations Are
Why have you encased your feet,
In cement?
'I want to feel what it is like to run.'
But...
Wouldn't that now be impossible?
'For who?
You?
Or me? '
Well...
From my point of view,
What you attempt to do...
Is an impossibility.
'That's why I chose to encase 'my' feet,
In cement.
To prove to 'myself'...
Where those limitations are.'
I would not have done anything like that.
'And once again...
Whose dream is this? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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He who builds a house in the market-place, builds either too high or too low.
Where God builds a church, the devil builds a chapel.
The man who builds a factory builds a temple, that the man who works there worships there, and to each is due, not scorn and blame, but reverence and praise.
quote by Calvin Coolidge
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Ballerina Style
Lift me down again
that always feels new;
Twirl me down again
to cure my dizziness.
Turn my pedestal upside down
finding me with Humilities Smile
on my upside face.
Can a man walk on one leg?
Can you hear the sound of one hand clapping?
Can you hear a butterfly sing?
You can.
Can anything compare to
the lift me down,
the dizzy cure
the upside down pedestal
and the one legged man walking
one hand clapping
the butterfly smile?
Yes, that would be you;
You're my dance partner
lifting me down
twirling me
upside down
on the pedestal
on one leg
ballerina style.
And now
you know
how dancing feels
when loved
and being loved:
twirled upside down.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Love's Land
Oh Love builds on the azure sea,
And Love builds on the golden sand,
And Love builds on the rose-winged cloud,
And sometimes Love builds on the land!
Oh if Love build on sparkling sea,
And if Love build on golden strand,
And if Love build on rosy cloud,
To Love these are the solid land!
Oh Love will build his lily walls,
And Love his pearly roof will rear
On cloud, or land, or mist, or sea-
LOve's solid land is everywhere!
poem by Isabella Valancy Crawford
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I Built This House
I built this house from its foundation
It's foundation I made it strong
So that it can't be shaken
By anything
I built this house
On love
Not on lies
I built this house
I turned it into a home
And that was my vision
I built this house
Just like a wise woman
A woman who builds a house on a foundation of a rock
Not like a foolish woman
Who builds a house
On a sand
And then turns and destroys it with her hands
I won't allow anything to break it down
To break my children and my husband
With nonsense
With arguments, alcohol and unfaithfulness
So devil you better live
Cause I built this house
On top of the rock Jesus
poem by Vangile Mtyali
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Pedestal
I sit upon a pedestal
Of the once so proud and haughty fool
And watch the day die to night
In a painful blood red light
I ask the fools who place me here
Do you truly not yet fear?
That a fall from heights such as these
Will bring a nation to its knees
They laugh and mock and disbelieve
Yet I wonder now why I do not leave
This place where idiots sit on thrones
To fly or flee to a place I can be alone
Where my actions hold my shame or fame
Yet none can blame their actions on my name
A place where I am my own to rule
Not a scapegoat on a forsaken pedestal
poem by Rebecca Pepper
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Images
Images.
Images invented.
Images invented to cement.
Images invented to cement and limit,
To give images purpose and intent.
A reason to solidify limitations that prevent,
A bombardment of unrestricted imaginations.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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P R I D E
Pride and armor
of a lineage, a perception
cautions and lifts inner to a
pedestal.........
lessons on its rule book
taught not to run back...
but fight back with dignity...
that is pride...
precursors wrote in regal ink
a kind of aura it transpires
a blend and its majestic ensemble
imprinted on a realm...
laurels from a bastion
a difference of a shield so strong..
royal drapes and its layers
vanished on sheets of democracy
but the blood veins carries
a blend...that holds power...
power to fight back with dignity
not to run back on tribulations..
not to fear back on defeats...
A circlet cosseted by ethnicity
on all odds and not to panic
on ordeals or die like a coward....
great grand mother scribbled before death
“Pride is not mind’s arrogance....
pride is mind’s power to hold self
on a revered and meaningful
pedestal....”.
poem by Rema Prasanaa
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No Residency There Is Permanent
You have a bird's eye view...
With a crowing done you do.
To boast about nonstop.
From your position...
At the top.
And you believe to keep it,
Is an ease to block.
As you remain where you are...
Secured in a safety zone,
Kept locked with eyes on stars.
But like some others,
You can hit rock bottom.
And whether you like it or not...
It is recommended,
To stop and avoid your peacocking.
No residency there is permanent.
It's not fixed or grounded in cement.
Your residency meant...
Is not one permanent.
No residency there is permanent.
Don't try it, do not bother.
It's not fixed or grounded in cement.
Don't try it, do not bother.
Odds you choose will lose.
Don't be that big a fool.
You have a bird's eye view...
Don't be that big a fool.
No residency there is permanent.
Don't try it, do not bother.
It's not fixed or grounded in cement.
Someone's always there to circumvent.
Your residency meant...
Is not one permanent.
And you believe to keep it,
Is an ease to block.
As you remain where you are...
Secured in a safety zone,
Kept locked.
But no...
Residency there is permanent.
Don't try it, do not bother.
It's not fixed or grounded in cement.
Your residency meant...
Is not one permanent.
No residency there is permanent.
Don't try it, do not bother.
It's not fixed or grounded in cement.
Don't try it, do not bother.
Odds you choose will lose.
Don't be that big a fool.
Today you've got that view...
Tomorrow you could lose!
No residency there is permanent.
Don't try it, do not bother.
It's not fixed or grounded in cement.
Don't try it, do not bother.
Today you've got that view...
Tomorrow you could lose!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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