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His Red Dirt Life
So many red dirt roads he’s traveled
Along his long red dirt life
Children born and raised with
His charming red dirt wife
A home was built and furnished
Upon his red dirt land
He’s done the very best he could
Always taking a red dirt stand
Red dirt roads that lead up to
A bridge to the other side
He tries to go right with the flow
Along life’s red dirt ride
And during that ride it seems
There are some pot holes in the road
But he just keep pluggin’ along you see
Just carrying his red dirt load
The streams and valleys continue
Until the end of his red dirt time
And when the sun beats down on him
He loves to see that red dirt shine!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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Dirt Bike
Here comes the dirt bike
Beware of the dirt bike
Because I hear theyre coming to our town
Theyve got plans for everyone
And now I hear theyre over their sophomore jinx, so you had better check it out
All hail the dirt bike
Philosopher dirt bike
Silence as we gathered round
We saw the word and were on our way
Now its
Brain washing dirt bike
Ground shaking dirt bike
Mind bending dirt bike
In control
Soul crushing dirt bike
Self propelled dirt bike
You see I never thought Id understand
til that bike took me by the hand
Now I ride
Ride
Ride
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Ode To A special Friend
Fairest daughter of Diana
dainty a belle thou art
effulgent ineffable Cinderella
if only I could be thy Charming
thy beauty bespeaks splendour
in utmost could be a grandeur
thy poutness
enchants me to hypnosis
diring for a taste of angelic kiss
I'm mesmerized in obssessive admiration
of the fairest of human beauties beyond imagination
from whose crown to sole
not a spot exists
Thou art venus
luminous than the stars and moon
the lilly of my heart
the fairest rose in life's orchard
O! ravishing one
Angel in bodily form
sonorious, sounds thy voice
melting my heart to love
blessed be unto tis day
a goddess peregrinated my way
whose beauty
left me poetising...
poem by Clinton Ekeh
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Piece Of Dirt
Piece of dirt, that is all Im standing on today
Piece of dirt, the whole world has slipped away
I would climb the highest mountain just to jump into a fountain
Or to fly, Id fly away
A womans voice on the radio can convince you youre in love
A womans voice on the telephone can convince you youre alone
But I set my sails so long ago theyve revoked my sailors badge
Said I should be content and happy on this ink spot where I stand
Piece of dirt, that is all Im standing on today
Piece of dirt, the whole world has slipped away
I find myself haunted by a spooky man named me
I wish that I could jump out of my skin
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Footages....
actually it is the same thing
that happens
over and over again
and i keep on watching
and watching
and if you only know there is no more
meaning
to what i constantly see and love and hate
and laugh
and cry for (how did i really learn
to cry? did i really cry?
i regret
i deny,
)
the footage of push and pull
and moans and groans
mechanical figures inside
these tubes
soon, i be a man transformed
from mere dirt to budding mushroom
fungus,
tasty, delicious to your palates
sliced thinly
on your favorite Hawaiian pizza
even the dirtiest
mind you always transforms itself
into a useful ornament
swallowed, savored
remembered
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Dog Dirt
Dog dirt, you don’t wanna step on it,
Dog dirt, you don’t wanna slip on it,
Dog dirt, you need to watch your step,
Dog dirt; check yourself for any specks.
Now when I say dog dirt I mean my thoughts,
I’m using it as a metaphor incase I get caught,
Now I love her but I can’t tell her,
Because if she ever found out I’ll be feeling under the weather,
Together forever, probably never I think,
But all I do is think I just keep my mouth shut,
My thoughts are dog dirt,
Don’t touch or stumble on them or I’ll get hurt.
Dog dirt, you don’t wanna step on it,
Dog dirt, you don’t wanna slip on it,
Dog dirt, you need to watch your step,
Dog dirt; check yourself for any specks.
I hope that’s not crap on your shoe,
Because I accidentally wrote in that text I love you,
You replied I love you too if only it was true,
I’m a fool for ever falling for you,
I’m a fool defiantly if you ever step in my do, do,
I’ll zip my mouth closed so nothing blurts out,
I’ll rip my vocal cords out so that I can’t shout,
I’m a dreamer, but not a believer, trust me.
poem by Gaz illionaire
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Country Red Dirt Road
Down that red dirt road
Off to the side I see
Cattle gracing in herds
Staring sweetly at me
Yes, the red dirt takes us
Past old farmyard barns
Farmers standing ‘round
Spinning red dirt yarns
Daisies waving by the side
Of the red dirt road so fresh
Brilliant colors perfectly
Blend in with all the rest
More cows by the fence
Watch as I go by
Driving a red dirt road
Sure does make time fly!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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Red Dirt Forever!
Nothing is quite as relaxing
As having a red dirt day
The color gleaming brightly
As I go along my way
A pond surrounded by red dirt
Creates a smile upon my face
I never can remember
A more peaceful kind of place
An old barn in the sunshine
Surrounded by deep red dirt
Happy families lived for years
Yes, tribulations came in spurts
As I look across the fields
I’m so proud of what I see
All this brilliant red dirt land
Still smiles happily on me
For you see, nothing matters
Except this world that I treasure
And I truly will be happy on
My Red Dirt Forever!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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All I Need From You Is That You Clean Me, Mama
you lay a mat on the floor
for you to understand dirt and its implications its complications
to the wall
or to the center table and to the rest of the parts of your house,
dirt must be eradicated, that is your rule number one,
so you put lots of mats and rugs, doormats, floormats,
in every door in every corner of the floor
all dirts are not welcome,
it is as though you have studied dirt at length for years,
what is dirt? what are the kinds of dirt? the causes of dirt?
the consequences of dirt? the historical background of dirt,
and your recommendations finally about
dirt
its control and eradication,
you have talked about dirt and how you disliked it,
how you have driven dirt away from this house
how you called they police when dirt resisted to leave
and of course they all were arrested and jailed
without bond
the judge convicted dirt on the basis of those dirty exhibits
and dirty testimonial evidence,
dirt must be poisoned by lethal injection, hanged, electrocuted,
to make them disappear forever
that is your firm belief
your solid conviction
the sound philosophy of
your society
you are talking to me, and i will now tell you who am i really,
my name, the place where i live, my family and how i am related to you,
mother, i am dirt, my name is dirty, my family is dirty,
i live in a dirty place, i am your son,
i cannot step on your doormat, immediately i must leave now
you will report me to the police and i will be arrested
and jailed and even be hanged dead,
all i need is only that you clean me, mama.
now, please........
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Inspection
'You! What d'you mean by this?' I rapped.
'You dare come on parade like this?'
'Please, sir, it's-' ''Old yer mouth,' the sergeant snapped.
'I takes 'is name, sir?'-'Please, and then dismiss.'
Some days 'confined to camp' he got,
For being 'dirty on parade'.
He told me, afterwards, the damnèd spot
Was blood, his own. 'Well, blood is dirt,' I said.
'Blood's dirt,' he laughed, looking away,
Far off to where his wound had bled
And almost merged for ever into clay.
'The world is washing out its stains,' he said.
'It doesn't like our cheeks so red:
Young blood's its great objection.
But when we're duly white-washed, being dead,
The race will bear Field-Marshal God's inspection.'
poem by Wilfred Owen
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My Red Dirt World
Did you ever see a red dirt road
With a red dirt pond ‘long side?
Brilliant yellow sunflowers
In the grass where burrs might hide?
Oil wells thriving endlessly
White gobs from a cotton patch
Bolls in the patch ready to burst
Sweet blooms like a bird that hatched
All my red dirt rides in the country
Are laced with these wondrous things
They sum up the life I’ve lived so far
Kinda tug at my worn heart strings
Ah yes, such red dirt memories
As I wonder through life’s plan
But I do my best along the way
For I’m just a red dirt man!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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A Red Dirt Life
I went for a ride the other day
Sun shown bright as could be
Shining right on the red dirt road
There is nothing more cheerful to me
Past the red dirt farmhouses
Down the valley so red
A smile was on my face
For I knew what was ahead
The green trees stood out starkly
With the wonderful red color
Huge red rock and plateau’s
Nothing like any other
It was a ride that I take often
For I have a great red dirt time
Perhaps you too would enjoy
A red dirt life like mine!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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Heroines?
Today all talk a lot about Pussy Riot,
The girls from Russia that couldn't keep quiet.
OK, I agree! It's their right to fight
With the things they don't like.
I can understand any strike.
Even when you have to take a gun,
But … sorry to say that,
I condemn their action as the dirtiest one.
They've become the world known heroines
Because of their dirty actions.
Dancing in masks in the church
It's the moral lurch.
You can agree with me or not
But that horrible action was not done on the spot.
To my opinion it was just bought.
But tell me please: for what?
Whooping the slogans against Putin in a church
Looked like the devil's search.
They certainly should be released from prison
As their action is not the reason
To be punished like that.
Their dirty action is a fact,
But… if we are a civilized society
And would like to be a mighty,
We have to forgive and then ignore
If we don't like to repeat it any more.
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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I see drawings and pictures in the poorest of huts and the dirtiest of corners.
quote by Vincent Van Gogh
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Always Available
Some red dirt cowboys know how to cook beans
All red dirt cowboys know how to rope and tie
Some red dirt cowboys can even make a quilt
But one thing they won't ever do is say good-bye
So try to imagine life on the Oklahoma red plains
With early settlers making their dreams come true
Early red dirt cowboys had the best of all worlds
They were always available to love and protect you
poem by John McCornack
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The Finding of Dirt
Get over the notion,
That the finding of dirt...
On someone,
Will embarrass them.
Some create their own dirt,
Just to bring attention...
To something they've done,
That will stun and captivate...
Imaginations the world over.
One never knows,
What is in the mind of a genius.
And that dirt that has been found,
Had been planted for discovery.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Red Dirt Ride
I took a little red dirt ride
Along a quiet country road
Peacefulness I felt deep inside
As I watched my day unfold
A red dirt pond all alone
With red dirt cattle too
I felt a sense of belonging
I’d like to share with you
Rock sprouting from the land
Like a sculpture tall and true
Yes, peacefulness I felt inside
And I think you’d feel it too
The sun shone so brightly
Upon my red dirt world
The day was just for me
As calm inside me furled
One thing that I can count on
When I need to take in stride
Problems that come my way
I simply take a red dirt ride!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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In reality drilling is the slowest, dirtiest, and most expensive way to solve our energy crisis.
quote by Lois Capps
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Old Dirt Road
Aint no people on the old dirt road
No more weather on the old dirt road
Its better than a mudslide mamma when the dry spell come, yeah
Oh oh oh old dirt road
Aint no difference on the old dirt road
Tarred and feathered on the old dirt road
Trying to shovel smoke with a pitchfork in the wind, yeah yeah yeah
Breezing thru the deadwood on a hot summer day
I saw a human being lazybonin out in the hay
I said uh, hey mr. human can ya rainmaker too?
He said I guess its o.k. ya know the only thing we need is water
Cool, clear water, water
Aint no people on the old dirt road
No more weather on the old dirt road
Better than a mudslide mamma when the morning comes, yeah
Oh oh oh oh old dirt road
Keep on keeping on
Keep on keeping on
So long, so long
Bye bye
song performed by by Lennon John
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