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I stepped from plank to plank
I stepped from plank to plank
So slow and cautiously;
The stars about my head I felt,
About my feet the sea.
I knew not but the next
Would be my final inch,--
This gave me that precarious gait
Some call experience.
poem by Emily Dickinson
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The Wreck of She
The Wreck of She, could be a ship,
that has been cast upon the shore,
but alas she is not, she's part of the street
a fancy English whore
The Wreck of She, has moved around
from war time trenches.
to Hyde Park benches,
down quite back alleys,
and seaside chalets.
Yet she was always there
when Tom came to call
then off they would go,
and have a ball.
The Wreck of She, was just like a night owl.
Out at dusk, and home at dawn,
with grass on her back,
from the golf course lawn.
The Wreck of She, was past her sell by date,
when she was found
crawling in the gate,
she was dazed and battered
but to her it never mattered,
she had been there before
and she knew the score.
The Wreck of She was just an old cat.
A Queen of the night
who never got laid, on a fireside mat
poem by Sylvia Spencer
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The Democratic party of Florida has put a temperance plank in its platform and the Republican party of every state would nail that plank in their platform if they thought it would carry the election.
quote by Billy Sunday
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Whose Dream Is This Anyway?
Every day I walk the plank of this pirate ship
and hear voices saying
'Just keep going, take the risk.'
Risk? There is no risk on ships
with planks out over the sea.
What you have there is death and certainty.
'Other voices say, 'What are you doing?
Come back off that plank! '
I say 'Sure.
If I do, the pirates will simply
take their swords and run me through;
saber-death or drown in the sea
look to be the choices for me.
except:
I could get to the edge of the plank
open my wings and soar
leaving them all behind in astonishment.
Yeah, that's what I can do.
Now that is the beauty of a dream-
if you know what you are doing-
you can take control of your own dreams
and make things happen in the real world
by doing so.
So if the monster chases you in your dream
turn right around and face the monster
and say
'Whose dream is this anyway? '
Poof the monster is gone.
Try it some time
you'll see.
It's your dream
isn't it?
Pop some monster;
you feel better for it.
and it just might change your waking life too.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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A single Clover Plank
A single Clover Plank
Was all that saved a Bee
A Bee I personally knew
From sinking in the sky —
'Twixt Firmament above
And Firmament below
The Billows of Circumference
Were sweeping him away —
The idly swaying Plank
Responsible to nought
A sudden Freight of Wind assumed
And Bumble Bee was not —
This harrowing event
Transpiring in the Grass
Did not so much as wring from him
A wandering "Alas" —
poem by Emily Dickinson
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There Shall Be No Blank Space Of This Jalousy
she broke a piece
of the window, a plank of glass
and the cat gets in at night
and sleeps on my favorite sofa
i never like this
i don't like a blank space where a cat slips in
and takes a portion of my sofa
this is strictly prohibited in my world
today the plank of glass is delivered
and there is no emptiness left along the lines of this
space
where the wind is free to
to get in and then move out like nothing happened
between the cat and the sofa.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Saccade
I am, from plank to plank,
each planck time, planck length link.
A trillion, trillion, trillion pass
before, therefore I think.
I wend a wilful way,
response to causal sway,
a world line traced by agency
and surface interplay.
I view a fractioned frieze,
a latticework of chinks,
like luminescent plankton seas,
with bright poetic winks.
poem by Diane Hine
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Aging gracefully is supposed to mean trying not to hide time passing and just looking a wreck. Don't worry girls, look like a wreck, that's the way it goes.
quote by Jeanne Moreau
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It is or Isn't
I just flipped my car,
But I just drove it to the bar.
I just got my pay check,
But I have no way to for my wreck.
I need a new bumper,
The one I have on it works like a thumper
Did I really wreck my car?
Or I am just making a story up for a verbal spar?
poem by Cody Averesch
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May (As Well Kiss Me)
She walks over to me
And talks to my ear like Im worth it
And Im crazy
She follows me around
And I think I made a big mistake
And now I cant sleep
Because I am trapped inside my head
I dont want to be alone
And Im all about you
Because I miss you
I need your love
Im bleeding for you
I am a wreck
And now Im a drunk again
Escaping sobrietys demons
Because they bore me
I know its all of my fault
The princesss eyes meet my liars eyes
And I m content
Because I just need to be with you
Angels bowing down to you
And Im all about you
Because I miss you
I need your love
Im bleeding for you
I am a wreck
I need you here with me
Its empty without you here
I feel isolated, frustrated
And I will see you again
I cut myself again
I deserve all the pain
Help me and Im trying
Dreams and reality conflict
And Im in the middle
May I kiss you?
Because I remember how you feel
I feel warm when you are near
And Im all about you
Because I miss you
I need your love
Im bleeding for you
I am a wreck
I miss you
Yes I miss you
I need your love
Im screaming, bleeding for you
I am a wreck
song performed by by Inme
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Bones Joints
Cloud my eyes and tell me what to see
I'm falling
Every way i turn the same disease
But i like it
Brace myself and hit the wall with ease
Colliding
I'm not minding the pain
I've been down here before
All my bones and joints are sore
Dig my way out of the wreck again
I've been down here before
Lost myself and so much more
Find my way out of the game again
Open up my head and take it in
Just like always
Think about the bar and take a swing
Loaded trapeze
What you need the most from me is yours
I'll continue to deceive you my friend
I've been down here before
All my bones and joints are sore
Dig my way out of the wreck again
I've been down here before
Lost myself and so much more
Find my way out of the game again
You lost what made you, you
Or maybe i never knew
I can't stay here anymore
Give it all or you're on your own
I will leave you
I will leave you
I will leave you
I've been down here before
All my bones and joints are sore
Dig my way out of the wreck again
I've been down here before
Lost myself and so much more
Find my way out of the game again
I've been down here before
All my bones and joints are sore
Dig my way out of the wreck again
I've been down here before
Lost myself and so much more
Find my way out of the game again
song performed by by Finger Eleven
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Narcoleptic
Slip and stumble at my first defences
Its not treason, its no lie
You talk in paragraphs
I write my sentence
Its not treason, its no lie
It seems a place for us to dream
It seems a place for us to dream
Crush and crumble under your defenses
Its not treason, its no lie
You frame the photograph I sit on fences
Change your season, love can die
It seems a place for us to dream
It seems a place for us to dream
It seems a place for us to dream
It seems a place for us to dream
If we tear out the tumor
Its later, never sooner
If we tear out the tumor
Its later, never sooner
It seems a place for us to dream
It seems a place for us to dream
Youd better keep it in check
Or youll end up a wreck
And youll never wake up
Youd better keep it in check
Or youll end up a wreck
And youll never wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
It seems a place for us to dream
It seems a place for us to dream
Youd better keep it in check
Or youll end up a wreck
And youll never wake up
Youd better keep it in check
Or youll end up a wreck
And youll never wake up
Youd better keep it in check
Or youll end up a wreck
And youll never wake up
Youd better keep it in check
Or youll end up a wreck
And youll never wake up
Wake up
song performed by by Placebo
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Facing The Wreck
naked
shall i face the wreck
in front of my
being
the wreck faces me
its face is
past
its arms are choking me
its mouth shall
eat me
and i lay helpless naked
so tenderly
surrendering to its
bondage
for years i have not devised
the best way to
escape
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Aeolian Harp
_At The Surf Inn_
List the harp in window wailing
Stirred by fitful gales from sea:
Shrieking up in mad crescendo--
Dying down in plaintive key!
Listen: less a strain ideal
Than Ariel's rendering of the Real.
What that Real is, let hint
A picture stamped in memory's mint.
Braced well up, with beams aslant,
Betwixt the continents sails the _Phocion,_
For Baltimore bound from Alicant.
Blue breezy skies white fleeces fleck
Over the chill blue white-capped ocean:
From yard-arm comes--'Wreck ho, a
wreck!'
Dismasted and adrift,
Longtime a thing forsaken;
Overwashed by every wave
Like the slumbering kraken;
Heedless if the billow roar,
Oblivious of the lull,
Leagues and leagues from shoal or shore,
It swims--a levelled hull:
Bulwarks gone--a shaven wreck,
Nameless and a grass-green deck.
A lumberman: perchance, in hold
Prostrate pines with hemlocks rolled.
It has drifted, waterlogged,
Till by trailing weeds beclogged:
Drifted, drifted, day by day,
Pilotless on pathless way.
It has drifted till each plank
Is oozy as the oyster-bank:
Drifted, drifted, night by night,
Craft that never shows a light;
Nor ever, to prevent worse knell,
Tolls in fog the warning bell.
From collision never shrinking,
Drive what may through darksome smother;
Saturate, but never sinking,
Fatal only to the _other!_
Deadlier than the sunken reef
Since still the snare it shifteth,
Torpid in dumb ambuscade
Waylayingly it drifteth.
O, the sailors--O, the sails!
O, the lost crews never heard of!
Well the harp of Ariel wails
Thought that tongue can tell no word of!
poem by Herman Melville
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What Cannot Be Said Directly
so you are in that stage of
having to dive like Adrienne
in the ocean
finding the wreck,
more interpretations about reality.
you climb the ladder and see
another world,
and here you have written another story
about something that you cannot say directly
the mermaid and the jellyfish
the hands of the merman stronger than yours
and the death of one
the name of whom is not written elsewhere
the sand, the sun, and the silence of your
deepest wreck.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Weep Holes
Don't take us for the wall itself
For when the earthen plank behind the wall
Gets soaked through
We'll let the sorrow of burdonsome wetness
Flow through us
The soil sucks the trees' roots till now
Till now the sorrow of waters
hasn't reached the earthen plank behind the walls
Earth has not seen the woebegone face of the sky
The wall hasn't learnt to shed tears
Wind even now expects to blow the leaves away
Empty polythene bags sputter on roads
That never had trees planted on sides
People drink blood of their own climes
And grow like germs
Bonfire conflagrations ignite every where
Smoke has turned the flowers black
Butterflies' wings look ashen
The dream's face will bend under pressure
And break into smithereens
Let the moisture come!
Let the clouds of pains burst!
Let the sky's sorrow descend to the earth!
Don't consider us the wall itself
Don't think we're but worthless
For when the earthen plank behind the wall
Gets soaked
We'll be there to let the sorrow
Of burdensome wetness
flow through us
Look! Our eyes do not have tears
But the mud of our dreams.
(Translated by Dr. Satyapal Anand)
poem by Naseer Ahmed Nasir
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No Place To Go
Written by chester burnett.
How many more year - have you got to wreck my life
How many more year - have you got to wreck my life
Well, the way you done me, gonna wreck my life
How many more time - you gonna treat me like you do
How many more time - you gonna treat me like you do
You spend all my money, all my lovin too
Now Im old and grey - got no place to go
Now Im old and grey - got no place to go
You got yourself a youngster, you cant stand me no more
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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Son Of A Bitch
Mother couldn't love me
But that didn't stop me
From liking her
She was my mom
And I was no son of a bitch
Daddy was a drunk
A most unpleasant man
Asleep on the floor
Just inside the front door
With a smile underneath
His red nose
The wrong look his way
Well, that could really
Wreck his day
And believe me when I say
It would wreck your day too
Grandma took me in
Though times were pretty thin
Said I was no son of a bitch
Down on my knees
Begging god please
song performed by by Eels
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Blood Keeper
Do it right
Save time
Make love
Feel fine about everything
Im obsessed, Im a wreck, Im insane.
Isnt that what you want me to say?
Dont you need to feel my blood on the tracks today?
Look right
Shield my eyes
Cough it up
Apologize to everyone
Im obsessed, Im a wreck, Im insane
Isnt that what you want me to say?
Dont you need to feel my blood on the tracks today?
Lovely body parts for everyone
Come and take them off right now
What do you need them for, its just the two of us
No ones asking you why
Im obsessed, Im a wreck, Im insane
Isnt that what you want me to say?
Dont you need to feel my blood on the tracks today?
Do it right
Save time
Close the nest
Wash your hands of everyone
Im obsessed, Im a wreck, Im insane
Isnt that what you want me to say?
Dont you need to feel my blood on the tracks today?
Im obsessed, Im a wreck, Im insane
Isnt that what you want me to say?
Dont you need to feel my blood on the tracks today?
song performed by by Liz Phair
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The difference between Despair
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The difference between Despair
And Fear—is like the One
Between the instant of a Wreck
And when the Wreck has been—
The Mind is smooth—no Motion—
Contented as the Eye
Upon the Forehead of a Bust—
That knows—it cannot see—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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