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Thumbs Up For Peace
See me sad
Touch me glad
Feel me...
not all too soon
Life is here to play
Love has passed our way
Never will it stop
unless it's hitch hiked
by our hearts
Thumbs Up, Thumbs Up,
Peace with thumbs UP!
Backpack all our dreams
'Forget Me Not' their seeds
Plant some on the way
Love came by to stay
Bless our hands that plant
Eyes that feel to plow
Cultivate with hope
Tomorrows Sun will rise
for our gloomy nights surprise
Happily will clouds be overcast
Welcoming its fruitful rain to last
Blossoms will the smiley Sun reward
together will Lost hearts beat
love ever forward
Rally up our lonesome selves
be hitched with friends
all the world be of loving Elves
Thumbs Up, Thumbs Up,
Peace with thumbs UP!
War will end its evil sound
with Loves ride upon Earths
Peaceful sacred ground
Not all too soon to
heart pack and lease
Hitch we must ride for
Ever lasting Peace
All together NOW ~
All together NOW ~
All together....
Thumbs Up, Thumbs Up,
Peace with thumbs UP!
all aboard who's
coming aboard
Peace right NOW!
Peace right NOW!
Ride for Peace
Right NOW! ! !
Yes, John Lennon,
We all hear what you
were singing is,
'Give Peace A Chance'
Comments from Louie:
However created, all Life on Earth be faithfully Loved.
Contemporary solutions for Peace are complex.
Spiritually prescribed are lyric prosody in search of
impassioned voices of Love and Empathy.
Please celebrate this poem's debut here.
Together, with 'Thumbs Up For Peace',
We can and 'Will Voice' it to happen,
For Our All Mighty Love for it,
Please let it be, NOW!
poem by Louie Levy
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Thumbs Up For Peace
'See me also sad
Touch me glad -
Feel me...not all too soon'
Life is here to play
Love has passed our way
Never will it stop
unless it's hitch hiked
by our hearts
Thumbs Up, Thumbs Up,
Peace with thumbs UP!
Backpack all our dreams
'Forget Me Not' their seeds
Plant some on the way
Love came by to stay
Bless our hands that plant
Eyes that feel to plow
Cultivate with hope
Tomorrows Sun will rise
for our gloomy nights surprise
Happily will clouds be overcast
Welcoming its fruitful rain to last
Blossoms will the smiley Sun reward
together will lost hearts
beat their love ever forward
Rally up our lonesome selves
be hitched with friends -
all the world be of loving Elves
Thumbs Up, Thumbs Up,
Peace with thumbs Up!
War will end its evil sound
with Loves ride upon Earths
Peaceful sacred ground
Not all too soon to -
heart pack and lease
Hitch we must ride for
'Ever Lasting Peace'
All together NOW ~
All together NOW ~
All together....
Thumbs Up, Thumbs Up,
Peace with thumbs UP!
all aboard who's
coming aboard
Peace right NOW!
Peace right NOW!
Ride for Peace
Right NOW! ! !
Yes, John Lennon,
We all hear what you
were all singing; is -
Give Peace A Chance'
© Copyright Louie Levy, California, USA
All rights reserved
* Comments from Louie:
However created, all Life on Earth be faithfully Loved.
Contemporary solutions for Peace are complex.
Spiritually prescribed are lyric prosody in search of
impassioned voices of Love and Empathy. Please
celebrate this poem's debut here. Together, with
'Thumbs Up For Peace',
We can and 'Will Voice' it to happen,
For our 'All Mighty Love' for it,
Please Let It Be, Now!
poem by Louie Levy
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Under My Thumb
Under my thumbs the girl who once had me down
Under my thumbs the girl who once had me down
Under my thumbs the girl who once pushed me around
Under my thumbs the girl who once pushed me around
Its down to me, the diffrence in the clothes she wears
Its down to me, the diffrence in the clothes she wears
Its down to me, the change has come, shes under my thumb
Its down to me, the change has come, shes under my thumb
Under my thumbs a squirming dog whos just had her day
Under my thumbs a squirming dog whos just had her day
Under my thumbs a girl who has just changed her ways
Under my thumbs a girl who has just changed her ways
Its down to me, the way she does what shes told
Its down to me, the way she does what shes told
Its down to me, the change has come, shes under my thumb
Its down to me, the change has come, shes under my thumb
Under my thumbs a siamese cat of a girl
Under my thumbs a siamese cat of a girl
Under my thumb shes the sweetest pet in the world
Under my thumb shes the sweetest pet in the world
Its down to me, the way she does what shes told
Its down to me, the way she does what shes told
Its down to me, the change has come, shes under my thumb
Its down to me, the change has come, shes under my thumb
Under my thumb her eyes are just kept to herself
Under my thumb her eyes are just kept to herself
Under my thumb, well, I can still look at someone else
Under my thumb, well, I can still look at someone else
Its down to me, the way she talks when shes spoken to
Its down to me, the way she talks when shes spoken to
Its down to me, the change has come, shes under my thumb
Its down to me, the change has come, shes under my thumb
song performed by by Who
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To Fiddle With A Nothing To Do To Get Done
Early in my life,
I became inquisitive about it.
And I am glad it has not stopped.
With a developing of many interests.
So happy am I,
My curiosities I have not dropped.
Some who have retired,
Seem to have done it from living life.
Only to have one interest...
As a routine until that ends.
And with nothing else in which to depend...
Can be,
And is...
A boring existence.
And to become bored with a life that still exists,
I can not imagine it.
Constantly there are changes made.
And those who once believed a stability meant,
Doing one thing that defined a normalcy...
May find themselves and that normalcy,
As outdated as one accepting...
A stability one perceived would stay forever.
And a forever,
Is just not meant to be.
And those once called a jack of all trades,
But a master of none.
Have found themselves amongst those,
Not the ones at home alone,
Twiddling their thumbs.
To fiddle with a nothing to do to get done.
This is not a problem for a jack of all trades.
To twiddle their thumbs with a nothing that's done.
This is not a problem for a jack of all trades.
To twiddle their thumbs with a nothing that's done.
This is not a problem for a jack of all trades.
To twiddle their thumbs with a nothing that's done.
A jack of all trades has a life that's saved.
And something everyday there is an interest made.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Writers like teeth are divided into incisors and grinders.
quote by Walter Bagehot
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Confusing Thumbs For Radiance
An idiot squared,
the schoolchild slowly
counts thick fingers.
Starts over and over
confusing thumbs for radiance.
He leaps beyond sums burning
through a window framing numberless
blue scansions turning over
wing by wing.
Rolling velocity
mindlessly over,
no sums are required,
round is easy.
Vertical extension
beyond thumbs,
everything.
poem by Warren Falcon
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n the Dock
I
The pale brunette
was asked to stand
and hear the verdict read.
One life hung in the balance,
one girl already dead….
Thumbs down,
and she would
be remanded.
grey days
in a prison drear.
Thumbs up
and she would
be restored
to those who held her dear.
Shifting slightly
from foot to foot.
She scarcely dared to breathe
The heart imprisoned in her breast
fairly bursting to be free..
Absolvo or Condemno
which would the verdict be?
The defendant was Amanda Knox
this day would see her free.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Hot Chocolate
Sitting in the coffeeshop
Looking for my friend
People lining up
Awaiting warm service on a cold day
Amidst the que a four year old
Busily waiting by mom
Chill air from the door cooling him
And all the others around
I saw him take a look at me
And turned to see my friend
When I looked back toward the boy
He was looking at me again
Probably needing attention
Ignored along the line
A grandfatherly smile and gesture made
I hoped it would make him fine
He looked again and spoke out loud:
HOT CHOCOLATE he said to me
Taken aback and slow to connect
I thought 'Yes, Yes, I see'
Friendly support to give
Thumbs up I sent for free
He looked with great approval
And thumbs up he sent to me
A message accross generations
And various strangers too
Saying the words HOT CHOCOLATE
Will very kindly do
poem by Ray Andrews
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Be My Mistress Short or Tall
Be my mistress short or tall
And distorted therewithall
Be she likewise one of those
That an acre hath of nose
Be her teeth ill hung or set
And her grinders black as jet
Be her cheeks so shallow too
As to show her tongue wag through
Hath she thin hair, hath she none
She's to me a paragon.
poem by Robert Herrick
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With Fay on a Bus.
The bus moved away
from the bus stop
and Fay sat next to you
her body rocking
side to side
with the motion
of the bus
her knees pushing
against each other
her hands in a prayer like pose
upon her knees
Are you going
to the cinema?
she asked
Yes
you replied
The Globe
That old fleapit?
she said smiling
her lips parting
showing
small white teeth
What are you going to see?
A cowboy film I think
you said
Why don't you come too?
I can't
I haven't any money
she said
Besides my dad
wouldn't like it
he thinks films
are the Devil's work
she looked out
at the passing view
you studied her thumbs
rubbing over each other
her nails pink
and polished
like small shells
He needn't know
you said
I wouldn't tell
she turned her head
and said
I would know
and he would know
by the look
in my eyes
he knows I always
tell the truth
and never tell lies
you put a hand over hers
and her thumbs
became still
and her hand
touched yours
Maybe one day
she said
I will.
poem by Terry Collett
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Ride On
Way down deep dark and funky
Tie me tightly to your bed
Ride on, lady, Im your monkey
Yes, the organ grinders getting wet
Oh youre still filthy dragged on the sand of another mans land
Another man riding on another mans dream
If I call on our beautiful
I may issue
I dont want to miss you
I dont want to diss you
I dont want to miss you
But youre on my list, you
I put you on my list, you
Way down deep dark and funky
Tie me tightly to your bed
Ride on, lady, Im your monkey
Yes, the organ grinders getting wet
Youre still filthy dragged on the sand of another mans land
Another man riding on another mans dream
Singing for doorways and begging for light
My lock hears the strike
Its alright
Its just I caught you playing with the light
I may issue
I dont want to miss you
Not going to miss you
I dont want to miss you
I put you on my list, you
I put you on my list, you
If I call on our beautiful
I may issue
I dont want to miss you
I come here to bliss you
I dont want to miss you
I put you on my list, you
I put you on my list, you
(this is the b-side to ten storey love song)
song performed by by Stone Roses
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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If Someone 'Is' Dismissed
Do not believe for one second,
One dismissed sits and fidgets...
Wishing their presence is missed.
Too many perceive they have the power to do this.
As if the one that has been dismissed,
Sits making adjustments...
In a chair doing nothing,
But looking at thumbs as a twisting of them is done.
Do not believe for one second,
One dismissed sits with wishes to be enlisted...
Into a clique of forget-me-nots full of 'wannabees'.
And usually they are the ones issuing approvals,
To those fearing rejection.
Too many perceive they have the power to do this.
As if the one that has been dismissed,
Sits making adjustments...
In a chair doing nothing,
But looking at thumbs as a twisting of them is done.
Do not believe for one second,
One dismissed sits and fidgets...
Wishing their presence is missed.
How foolish would this be...
If someone sat seeking for an authority,
To approve the choosing of what they do...
And 'who' they should do it with.
If someone 'is' dismissed,
They should be glad of it.
Since there has been a lifting from them,
Any kind of restrictions.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I can't imagine that I would have been cast in the role, without Jamie Lee giving me a thumbs up.
quote by Adam Arkin
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By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes. Open, locks, whoever knocks!
William Shakespeare in Macbeth
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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One-Finger Typist (Fun Poem 122)
I used to be a one-finger typist
and as the one finger wore down,
I discovered how to use two.
Finding that easy to score
and with the added bonus
of being able to play
chopsticks on the piano as well,
I decided to add a little bonus
and increased my fingers to three
and then on to four.
All on the same hand, I might add.
One day my left hand
feeling left in the lurch
decided it was going to join in
and my fingers typing doubled
to the number eight.
The thumbs then got jealous
and came into play.
Now both hands of fingers and thumbs
dance merrily across the keys,
but there I have a problem,
as they all want to press a key simultaneously.
Slowly words with three or four letters
were getting left behind
and I could only type words
with eight letters with two hyphens in between.
Confused? I was as well
as everything I typed became double hyphenated
and made no sense at all.
In desperation and frustration,
I reverted to being a one-finger typist
and now you know the story of my plight.
As for the other fingers,
well they got a new position
of multi-tasking elsewhere.
poem by David Harris
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It is a rarity to find someone who can weigh other people's faults without putting his own thumbs on the scale.
The Fools in Washington D.C.
It's has been brought to my attention,
That all politicians are fools.
And worst than that,
They all are crooks.
It does not take a rocket scientist to figure this out.
Special interests, lobbyists, money talks.
Chicago style politics anyone, The ex Senator,
From Illinois is now president.
How many sexual predators are in the House,
And Senate?
These men live like Gods.
They have so many benefits, like gym memberships,
Retirement pensions, health care, dental,
And so many more things,
That you and me, will never see,
Yet they are our employees,
Subject to our wills,
And they get pay raises every year,
While you and I suck our thumbs.
These men live like Gods,
And they only have disdain for us.
Disdain for you,
Disdain for me.
They believe they are answerable to no one.
The president thinks he is God,
The senators think they are Gods.
And the Congressmen know they are Gods.
All they can do is pass the buck,
They are not omnipotent.
But we are under their thumbs.
When they return to your town,
Asking for your vote, tell them NO.
Tell them all NO.
Maybe then, we can start again,
When somebody that is on foodstamps,
As president.
And a few illegal aliens as congressmen and senators,
I'll bet you they would do a better job,
And would be grateful to serve.
They would consider it a privilege,
Not an entitlement.
(8/3/11-Alton Texas)
poem by Juan Olivarez
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It is one of the most effective attitudes of the neurotic to measure thumbs down, so to speak, a real person by an ideal, since in doing so he can depreciate him as much as he wishes.
quote by Alfred Adler
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Abel Melveny
I bought every kind of machine that's known --
Grinders, shellers, planters, mowers,
Mills and rakes and ploughs and threshers --
And all of them stood in the rain and sun,
Getting rusted, warped and battered,
For I had no sheds to store them in,
And no use for most of them.
And toward the last, when I thought it over,
There by my window, growing clearer
About myself, as my pulse slowed down,
And looked at one of the mills I bought --
Which I didn't have the slightest need of,
As things turned out, and I never ran --
A fine machine, once brightly varnished,
And eager to do its work,
Now with its paint washed off --
I saw myself as a good machine
That Life had never used.
poem by Edgar Lee Masters
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Five Friendly Flitterbye Fairies!
Five friendly fairies were twiddling their thumbs!
Agreeing quite wisely how tedium numbs!
'If only the humans believed we exist,
They'd wish on a star and our aid they'd enlist!
They'd welcome us fairies as five friendly folks!
They'd tell us new stories and jovial jokes!
They'd pour out their sorrows and thank God we cared!
They'd offer us sweeties for wisdom we shared!
They'd bring back the sparkle that once filled our wings!
They'd listen to songs that each flitterbye sings!
Us flitterbyes sit on their rooftops each night!
We know all their dreams while we're hid out of sight!
We used to be famous in forests worldwide!
But Man has sawed trees down, where can we abide?
If only us fairies could help in some way!
We can't keep on twiddling our thumbs night and day!
Let's help their computers! Let's send their emails!
Let's lead them to tutors! Both males and females!
If not, we'll all perish, forgotten, dismissed!
For nobody loves what has ceased to persist! '
So up stood the fairies as friendly could be,
Determined to help with elect trickery!
Bearing new emails they flew across space
Taking each thought to that one special place,
That one special person who loves fairies, too!
God blesses flitterbyes! How about YOU! ?
poem by Denis Martindale
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