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Shadow of a WallFlower's Plea
Mind and heart
Working together
To cause this headache
Created from a weary mind
Being overburdened
Filled with
More than the mind can take
More than the heart can feel.
Mind and heart
Working together
For the greater good
The good of the greater?
You all look at me
And see just a girl
Just another one
With so many connections
(Not to the right things)
To the obscure
Mindless path.
Just a shadow of
What I used to be
Wallflower
Invisible.
Just a shadow
To you
But to me
The real thing.
I still think
And feel
The same way
As the wallflowers do.
Just now
Set in a different place
New connections you see
Old connections you don't
What I want
Is being blurred.
New connections you see
Old connections you don't
What do I need?
This headache
Burdening my heart.
Heartache
Headache
Heartache? Yes?
What do you know.
What I don't know.
Just please
Attempt to understand
My head hurts
More than my heart can take.
My heart hurts
More than my mind can know.
Attempt to understand
This broken plea
From the shadow
Of the wallflower
I used to be.
poem by Thamer Mager

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Growing up human is uniquely a matter of social relations rather than biology. What we learn from connections within the family takes the place of instincts that program the behavior of animals; which raises the question, how good are these connections?
quote by Elizabeth Janeway

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A Small Couplet: Ii
earth connections, disintegrate
soul connections, reintegrate
24dec2009
04.40hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati

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The details are details. They make the product. The connections, the connections, the connections. It will in the end be these details that give the product its life.
quote by Charles Eames

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I am impressed by the great limitations of the human mind. How quick are we to learn, that is, to imitate what others have done or thought before. And how slow to understand, that is, to see the deeper connections. Slowest of all, however, are we in inventing new connections or even in applying old ideas in a new field.
quote by Frits Zernike

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Poetry for the People rests upon a belief that the art of telling the truth is a necessary and a healthy way to create powerful, and positive, connections among people who, otherwise, remain (unknown and unaware) strangers. The goal is not to kill connections but, rather, to create and to deepen them among truly different men and women.
quote by June Jordan

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Der Ganzen Welt
I love the city
and all its connections
people laid out before you
hundreds of faces
like ads for people with needs
I love the streets
and all of its directions
people speeding to see one another
I love the net
and all of its connections
curious people
teaching people
laying their lives out
behind your computer screen
I love the net
and all of its directions
people's chaotic lives
messy humanity
all linked together
I love the world
and all of its people
families, friends
ties and binds
on our little world
we have so much in comon
so many similarities, connections
'Love is a word
what matters is the connection the word implies.'
poem by Justin Tang

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Making Connections
Tendrils grappling in air
Making connections be
It the wind or something else
Out there
Just to hold on to what when
Thin green sword-like palm
Hawaiian leaves stretching to the
Blue skies and sun
Making connections to whatever
Is who knows what slices thin some
Spaces in between light and dark
Some shadows playing like small
Children in the night park playground
Anything to touch life
Yawning to what-is if-this-could-happen
Then what?
Powered Rockets bulleting to space stabbing
& Lots of jet nozzles buzzing to
Vast dark silence clean cutting lines
Colored smoke curving with light
Making connections to planetary skies
Moon, Venus, Jupiter
On to Pluto to Zeus what if
One baby-finger touching fine fish
Fins swimming in ocean-space out-there
Making connections in between haze & fog
What if it is there that which lies next to this
Next to us from far and they can be then near
We are all tendrils rockets baby fingers space ocean fish fins
Making connections this empty hands loosened fingers
Dripping sands and spilling fine touches to wind chimes
Pointing stretching making fingers in between
A short distance making always always
Connections to what if what if I am there too.
Chances are, you chase and find them, footprints
They were once, and they all left, just seconds away.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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This Is Good News
It is in your view.
You now see it.
Even though it has been there all the time.
You refused to see it for what it is.
Perhaps that is why it has more significance...
For you.
This is good news.
That only took you twenty years.
Perhaps tomorrow...
You will recognize it has connections!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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No One Thinks of That
When a momentum is set,
To dilute one's good intentions...
It should be made clear,
To those preparing to get into this gear...
They should make sure they do not,
Cut off their noses to spite their faces.
Or bite the hand that might be feeding them,
Under the table.
When someone's good intentions are gone...
So too go with them their much needed connections!
And of course,
No one thinks of that...
While stabbing someone else in the back!
Especially when egos of those in small towns,
Lack any hints of common sense!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Premature Rip Recordings
technology connections
in global instant real time
exposure tends to solicit
premature rip recordings
lacking direction
full realization
soul potential
love trust insight
eureka connections
mind brain interface
character talent burn
is still charisma sought
Split Imaging from the poem ‘Mind Brain Interface’ by Terence George Craddock.
poem by Terence George Craddock

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Darker Days
Take me to the highway
Take me to heaven
I can feel jesus, right in my bones
Looking for a high class up-market doorway
With no connections, no telephones
And I dont care what its all about
I dont need to know
Walking on water
Walking on the mountain
Ive got no whiskey running through my veins
They take me to the justice
And I wave old glory
Theres no sentence for all these pains
Cause I dont care what its all about
I dont need to know
*
Darker days surround me now Im older
Longer nights freeze me it seems colder
Darker days they will take me under now
So help me please
Take me to the river, cleanse me with water
Because the good lord has baptized me
I cant live like you good people
Ill bare my soul for the world to see
I dont care what its all about
I dont need to know
Darker days surround me now Im older
Longer nights freeze me it seems colder
Darker days they will take me under now
I dont think so
I dont know so
I keep falling down like little drops of rain
I dont know you
Tell me whats true
What is real, and what it is you call insane
Take me to the highway
Take me to heaven
I can feel jesus, right in my bones
Looking for a high class up-market doorway
With no connections, no telephones
And I dont care what its all about
I dont need to know
Repeat *
Oh yeah
Gotta help me please
song performed by by Ufo

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Nonsense and beauty have close connections.
quote by E.M. Forster

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English Summer
Child in the distance
A memory untamed
Family connections
Theres a mess in the kitchen
All messages received
Always a quick reply
The mood the afternoon
Another change of light
Theres nothing like an english summer
The telephone is good
So wonderful and true
We need the time to think
Everyones listening
Another change of light
The underlying truth
Request to pack it in
No solutions
song performed by by Eurythmics

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Between understanding and faith immediate connections must subsist.
quote by Marquis de Sade

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Your connections might get you in the door, but it won't keep you there. And if you haven't prepared, you'll suck.
quote by Vic Mignogna

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If, then, faith widens the connections, it elevates the man.
quote by Matthew Simpson

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What Is From Them Expected
Busy are they kept
The minds of those creative
Without sleep to say hours have been slept
Tools they are used
And lives lived blessed
Few who have identified
Their creative connections
Can say they are motivated
By something they do
They themselves initiate
Busy are they kept
The minds of those creative
Without sleep to say hours have been slept
Tools they are used
And lives lived blessed
With a doing done for them selected
And not much of a choice
To leave behind to neglect or forget
Few who have identified
Their creative connections
Can say they are motivated
By something they do
They themselves initiate
Those with gifts and talents given
Will confess from birth
They have known from within
What is from them expected
With a doing done from them to complete next
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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I have gone through a period of seeking to understand what or how strong or what are the connections I have to God.
quote by Peter Jennings

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MTV Video Music Awards
technology connections
in global instant real time
exposure tends to solicit
premature rip recordings
lacking direction
full realization
soul potential
love trust insight
eureka connections
mind brain interface
character talent burn
is still charisma sought
an X factor
phenomena
while fickle
hungry fans
need their next
music video fix
to go with plastic
all de other fixes
swallowing lost
time line minds
needing to buzz
buzz beautiful
in shift shades
of happy lust
dust fillings as
earned my time
Split Imaging from the poem ‘Mind Brain Interface’ by Terence George Craddock.
poem by Terence George Craddock

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