On the subject of spinach: divide into little piles. Rearrange again into new piles. After five of six maneuvers, sit back and say you are full.
Delia Ephron in How To Eat Like A Child
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Sometimes I Can Hear the Confusion and Sorrow
The television buzzes and pops
and the dishes loom in their piles
while the dog looks up from
her empty water dish,
the laundry is folded in sorted piles
yet to be claimed by the household,
and the internet is on
so nobody calls,
and under the three remaining bulbs
a yellow light is cast,
thrown among crusty plates,
and the papers are spread out
in categorized piles to show
if we can afford to just throw away
the spaghetti hardening in the pot,
while the cat yowls at the doorknob,
but nobody hears
over the sound of things falling apart
while the television drones on
about tornadoes.
poem by Ayn Timmerman
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In The Beginning
Pre> first man: I think, I think I am, therefore I am, I think.
Establishment: of course you are my bright little star,
Ive miles
And miles
Of files
Pretty files of your forefathers fruit
And now to suit our
Great computer,
Youre magnetic ink.
First man: Im more than that, I know I am, at least, I think I must be.
Inner man: there you go man, keep as cool as you can.
Face piles
And piles
Of trials
With smiles.
It riles them to believe
That you perceive
The web they weave
And keep on thinking free. /pre>
song performed by by Moody Blues
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Life Is Worth Living
Piles of papers on the floor,
Color coded to master,
Eight hours a day to fiddle,
Oh, what a job to settle.
Lego toys and cereal crumbs,
Dirty clothes on the floor,
Piles of plates on the counter,
Oh, what a job thereafter.
But life goes on no matter what
Will it be in its deepest mystery,
And as we seek our own destiny,
We’ll trip and fall along the way.
Those of us who fell in to a pit,
Slum of poor among the poorest,
We strive life for what is best,
And what it’s worth than shame
There are dreams we believe,
Fractions of real and unreal,
Making our minds to wish more,
Things we cannot or do not have.
poem by Efren Petalver Carranza
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When Winter Comes
The leaves have finished their journey
The trees are naked now
As the first flake falls it flickers and sparkles
The clouds build piles of snow on the ground
Children jump up and down excitedly waiting to be freed
Dead frozen grass underneath the piles of snow waiting patiently for spring
Snowmen, snow angels were left alone to vanish with the winds and foot steps
Snowball fights had forced everyone to hide
When winter comes i want to stay under my blanket all day long
poem by Innocent Rose
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Growing Piles
Bliss comes
Bliss goes
Another thorn
From a faded rose
Once taken in with joy and smiles
Now thrown in pain on growing piles
Sometime maybe
Somewhere baby
Will we meet once more
Sometime baby
Somewhere maybe
Will we manage an encore
Just now the fog
is no memory jog
Of how this came to be
A break felt oh so painfully
Once days were filled with joy and smiles
While the washing up just grew in piles
Sometime maybe
Somewhere baby
We will meet once more
Sometime baby
Somewhere maybe
We'll manage that encore....
(c) Rhumour
January 9th 2010
Can't get enough
Can't get enough of your gentle touch
I like it so much
Can't get enough of your wet lips
They send me on a pleasurable moaning trip
Can't get enough of your enchanting smile
They keep me in a trance all the while
and simply multiplie in piles and piles
Can't get enough of your thoughtful ways
Showering me with your care everyday
Can't get enough of the warmth of your body
It cries out my name
and lights my heart with your flame
Can't get enough of the laughter in your voice
The sweet melody to my ears takes away all the noise
Can't get enough of your beautiful kind eyes
Sometimes I just can't help wondering why
Can't get enough of your sweet white lies
That's when I try to avoid your awful cries
I simply can't get enough of you baby!
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi and Nnenna Kamara
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Bears in North America
No, not the hulking linebackers from Chicago
but the grizzly wandering its range in Alaska
meeting with a band of brother bears
and traveling to a campground
on the Yellowstone for a confabulation
on the best writers of the century!
They tore up the trees discussing the merits
of Ernest Hemingway and Scott Fitzgerald
leaving piles of scat in the meadows
when the subject of James Joyce
and stream of consciousness came up!
poem by Michael Pruchnicki
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On the Countess Dowager of Pembroke
Underneath this sable herse
Lies the subject of all verse:
Sidney's sister, Pembroke's mother:
Death, ere thou hast slain another,
Fair and learn'd, and good as she,
Time shall throw a dart at thee.
Marble piles let no man raise
To her name: for after days
Some kind woman born as she,
Reading this, like Niobe
Shall turn marble, and become
Both her mourner and her tomb.
poem by William Browne
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Slander piles itself before the door of a widow.
Stress
The stress piles up like many books stacked up.
You push the books away, but more keep coming back.
You then start getting mean and tired,
And then you realize you should take a break before you let your monster out.
So you plug in your headphones and let the music take you to a relaxed new world.
Now you are ready to get back to work and not let the stress control you.
poem by Christina J. Williams
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Haemorrhoid Ode - for Herbert
vets help lame dogs
over stiles, while
others doctor
dogged piles
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Still The Pluses Outweigh The Minuses
There's nothing funny
about getting
old
at night
you pull the foreskin
back
to give it
a good wash
bloody thrush
the one that's not a bird
seems to grow
in the fetid environment
in the morning
I have to wash my bum
so the rubbing of the paper
doesn't aggravate my piles.
poem by Vince Gullaci
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Midas touched leaves hop about
Falls crisp zephrs carry them to destination
Soon to be piles of red
haiku by Theodora Onken
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I can get a better grasp of what is going on in the world from one good Washington dinner party than from all the background information NBC piles on my desk.
quote by Barbara Walters
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Affirmative action has a negative effect on our society when it means counting us like so many beans and dividing us into separate piles.
quote by John Kasich
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The habit of building houses upon piles, which was first forced upon the people by the position they had chosen, was afterwards followed as a matter of taste, just as it is in Holland.
quote by Edward Burnett Tylor
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All we know is that, at times, fighting the Russians, we had to remove the piles of enemy bodies from before our trenches, so as to get a clear field of fire against new waves of assault.
quote by Paul von Hindenburg
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No matter how vital experience might be while you lived it, no sooner was it ended and dead than it became as lifeless as the piles of dry dust in a school history book.
quote by Ellen Glasgow
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Not a breath of air stirred over the free and open prairie; the clouds were like light piles of cotton; and where the blue sky was visible, it wore a hazy and languid aspect.
quote by Francis Parkman
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In the shallow parts of many Swiss lakes, where there is a depth of no more than from 5 to 15 feet of water, ancient wooden piles are observed at the bottom sometimes worn down to the surface of the mud, sometimes projecting slightly above it.
quote by Charles Lyell
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