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Salt is Sweet
Its dessert of salt
Rains mostly in night
And rarely in light
Has day and night
Color is black and white
Black resembles night
White resembles light
But its heart is black
So pours mostly in night
Whenever heart is tight
It pours all the night
Until heart sees light
Its rain is always salty
So it is very colorful
And makes life cheerful
It makes heart light
From night to light
With its salty rain
Its salt is very tasty
So drink it with heart
It makes heart strong
And makes life sweep
All past-reaped grief
With its flowing tears
Tears salt is sweet
poem by Kranthi Pothineni
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Evergreen State
'No, little Johnny, raindrops are really just
the tears of sweet angels, who cry. Cry
because of sins that people commit,
and that is why, my smart and curious boy,
we get rain so often in Washington State'.
'Oh, so we have a lot of sinners here, then
and that is why it is called the Evergreen State? '
'Well, yes. I have lived here all my life,
all my friends live here and, as to being sinners,
I think it is more because of the tears, salty they are,
they bring down moisture and salt, my boy,
that, in the end, creates the salt of the earth,
and your grandpa is part of that. No sinner.
So, when the angels cry, you can watch the grass grow.'
'But grandpa, that means the more I sin the greener
and faster the grass grows, that feeds our cows,
makes more milk, steaks for the BBQ and, of course,
more salt of the earth. Right, old man, or not? '
'Smart boy you are, if I do say so myself. Smart.
So, how are you doing in school, behaving yourself? '
'Salt of the earth, grandpa, salt of the earth.'
poem by Herbert Nehrlich
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Just Because
Just because you did
Doesn't mean that you should
Just because you can
Doesn't mean that you could
Just because you are able
Doesn't mean you would
Just because you sat
Doesn't mean you should‘ve stood.
Just because you spoke
Doesn't mean that you thought
Just because you looked
Doesn't mean that you sought
Just because you argued
Doesn't mean that you fought
Just because you dreamed
Doesn't mean that you wished not.
Just because you cried
Doesn't mean that you wept
Just because you had
Doesn't mean that you kept
Just because you cleaned
Doesn't mean that you swept
Just because you said yes
Doesn't mean that you accept.
Just because you gathered
Doesn't mean that you own
Just because you gave up
Doesn't mean that you were alone
Just because you saw
Doesn't mean that you were shown
Just because you expiate
Doesn't mean you should atone.
Just because your old
Doesn't mean that you have flaws
Just because you won
Doesn't mean you have to applause
Just because you waited
Doesn't mean that you paused
Just because you were you
Doesn't mean anything, because.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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A plea to the invisible Ombudsman
In this sweatshop our tears are not valued
As it's not shinning well.
Though it tastes salty,
Not exactly salt.
So it's going for a song.
Moth always flies to the flame
And burns it seems.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Salt Is.... Just Salty
There's so much in this world I cannot explain
The greatest scholars try in vain
Not because the knowledge is so loft
Not because we're growing soft
Nor because it's abstract
But in fact
Quite the opposite
Because some words there's just not a definition that can fit
The problem doesn't come from the objects
It's the simplicity that does perplex
Even the wisest of us all
Our logic does fall
Because it is so far below
How do we define the? What about slow
There's salt, and memory, and even know
What do we know if we don't know such words
People complain of jargon, taxonomic names for birds
But they can't even define what's simple
With that problem, man we got our hands full
We just cop out
Said that salt is salty, the is the, we live without
A real definition, but I think it's those words that are most profound
Belief, God Truth the list goes on, but this is where true wisdom is found
There's the trivial we can seek define
Or there's the words that matter most which will define
Us, it's those words I think that we should not just verbalize
But instead simply realize
That the definition is known by experience
It's indescribable because they're just that amazing
Our inexperience
Of what's unimportant is as tragic as not knowing
Our own Father, and the pursuit of other things to define us
Is as trivial as looking for a definition of truth.
poem by David Knox
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Beyond Offense
What can Darkness do with Light?
The smallest light breaks Darkness so
It gives illumination for the Sight
And Discernment comes to show.
What can Salt do to things around?
Its very presence makes things salty
No motion required, this can be found
Salt affects anything - immediately.
Why does Truth shake the world so?
Indeed it reveals who we are!
It causes Anger and Pain to know
That we are all very unclean jars.
So if we had died into Jesus Christ
No finite room keeps baggage keeping
Emptied we are for His great prize
We do not need these where we are going!
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Me And The Sea
do not expect me to wear
a G-string when i decide to take my swim
i always go naked.
I like always to feel the sea
all over my body
i plunge myself
and feel the nakedness of the sea
too
it's water all over me
all around me
naked sea to my naked body
you know how it feels
it feels like the way we do it
you are the sea
and i am a body
you are a body
and i am the sea
so simple and yet
what a bliss
naked, deep, blue, watery
wet, slippery, salty,
sweat mixed with the salt of the sea
two naked bodies
feeling
salt, earth, sand, fire
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Fast Food for Thought
The salt is salty
the pepper is peppery
the fish is fishy
the butter buttery
dont bother to ask how
the table was made
just know that it's set
now shut up
give thanks
and eat your meal
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Blood Pressure
Earlier days..
Grand-ma immixed
Chilli, mustard, turmeric, oil
Salt hyped in high pickle-jar
Wherein neck-level baby mangoes cuddling..
Babies soon wept under heavy pressure
Pacified but by a shared gallery of kith and kin
Mother pickled the same way, her time
Hyped salt pressured in
Smaller family couldn't be salty larger
High saline, frightening viscosity
Jar and mother haemorrhaged
Her children so tensed and bottled up often
Hypertensely seeking Physician's recipe
For a nonhaemorrhagic jar
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Salty Salty
Hey sailor, what you think, hey buy a girl a drink
That was the first thing she said to me
I was on dry land but I was back at sea
She was so pretty but she was so mean
Cmon boys, Im sure youve been
Chorus:
Na, na, na, na, na salty salty
Na, na, na, na, na salty salty
Hey mama whats your name, hey whats it matter
You just tied up from your long voyage
Im sure gonna make you feel better
She was a beauty she was so good
Doin her duty now its understood
Chorus:
Hey lady, whats your game, hey can I play it
Everybody knows when the price is right
So just come out and say it
She was a beauty she was so good
Doin her duty now its understood.
(mccafferty, sweet, charlton, agnew)
Publishing copyright: m.a.c.s. music
Copyright 1986 nazareth (dunfermline) ltd., dunfermline
song performed by by Nazareth
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The Sea is a Salty Road
Come with me to Calico Beach
Where Peppy Creek runs down to the sea,
Where squawking flocking seagulls screech
And powerful pompous pelicans preach:
For the sea is a salty road, oh yes!
The sea is a salty road.
There's a tangerine sun over Calico Beach
Where walloping waves strike snaggletoothed cliffs,
Where gadabout gulls get about all day
And tangled spangled seaweed drifts,
And the sea is a salty road, oh yes!
The sea is a salty road.
We shall roost on a rock that the tides cannot reach
While a prominent porpoise delivers a speech
About chasing the tuna and hunting the squid
Whose inky secretions keep her well hid.
We shall squawk at the gulls and bark at the sea lions
Who waddle about on the calico sands,
For they tell tall tales to the penguins and puffins
While chasing the ocean away from the land,
And the sea is a salty road, oh yes!
The sea is a salty road!
Oh we shall have an entertollicking time
By the hooligan cliffs on Calico Beach
After the plump sun plops in the bay
And the marigold moon pops up to play.
The ocean fandagoes, the starfish cavort!
With vociferous vigor, we’ll wobble and snort,
Hopping and clapping by the zestful sea,
Sipping our frisky phenomenal tea,
For the sea is a salty road, oh yes!
The sea is a salty road.
Next day we'll embark in our Bumblebee boat.
On the merry melodious sea we'll float,
Where breakers loom and surf-flowers bloom
And whales and seals and dolphins zoom.
Up and down and around and around
Where mountains and fountains of waters abound,
Swigging our bubbly broth as we brave
The tempusterous blusterous flusterous waves,
How gleeful and freeful and wild will be we,
Riding the turbulent tides of the sea
For the sea is a salty road, oh yes!
The sea is a salty road.
poem by Norm Milstein
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Tast malt
Salt is
more in food
Asalt the food...
Salt is
Low in food
Tung out...!
Salt is salt
Tasty malt...?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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The Salty Sea
Oh, how I love the salty sea,
And if it were up to me,
I would stay there night and day,
While felling it's soft, sweet spray.
I would sit on the salty sea shore,
Watching the seagulls dip and soar.
I would sit on the sand, soft and white,
And stay 'till the sun was out of sight.
When the sea tide is low,
I will stay while it tickles my toes.
When the sea tide is high,
I will not bid it good-bye.
Oh, how I love the salty sea,
I wish it belonged just to me.
If I could hold my breathe forever,
I would never move, never!
So, on the sand I would lay,
And wait for the tide to take me away...
Oh, how I love the sea!
poem by Layla Stone
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Poem for Jack
A tall imposing stranger
I met a few years back,
Became my Pa', through marriage,
John Cox, (to me just Jack.)
Like me he doesn't say much,
We both prefer to read;
We never talk for talking's sake,
There doesn't seem the need.
An air-force man in days gone by,
One of the boys in blue;
As smart as any gent', with
Spit and polish on his shoe.
For fun he'd go a' fishin'
Out on the salty sea;
Out in the Bristol channel
Just as happy as could be.
He doesn't travel much now
'Cause of trouble with his ticker;
But once upon a time he roamed
As much as Alan Wicker.
Of trials and tribulations
Jack Cox has had his share;
But sorted every problem
From his good old Parker chair.
The man's as wise as Solomon,
And crafty as a fox;
I wish I had a parker chair,
In black, just like Jack Cox.
Written Jan 1995
poem by John Carter Brown
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This Old Wound
I've been bleeding well from this old wound,
Cleaning it with salt, so it will still feel new.
Sometimes eyes turn black, and sometimes scars are tracks.
But everytime you're gone,
I wish that you'd come back.
And everyone watched me waste myself,
and everyone cheared at last.
And all of them found it comforting.
It's better it's me, then them.
I think I'm doing well from what they say,
They've taken both my belts
And shoelaces away.
But I believe in luck...
I think I do.
Well I believe for sure,
If ever I see you.
've been fanning flames from these old coals.
Feeding them with tender, and hoping they will grow.
And I've been savoring what I can't hold.
A blind belief in goodness
That doesn't seem to show.
And I've been bleeding well from this old wound.
Cleanning it with salt, so it will still feel new.
song performed by by Dashboard Confessional
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Undefined
When I borne,
I was the symbol of truth
As i grew, Evil I gathred
Knew not! ......
When I transformed
From Gangotri to Salty sea
From Gangotri to Salty sea........
(Gangotri= Origin of River Ganga)
poem by Aftab Alam Khursheed
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Rejoice And Be Happy
Rejoice & be happy when they revile you, just like the Savior told us to do.
Rejoice & be glad when for His name's sake, they speak all manner of evil and against you they hate.
Blessed are you who are persecuted too, for righteousness & the good that you do, if in the bread you put a little leaven, the Kingdom is yours & it's the Kingdom of Heaven.
Rejoice & be happy when they revile you, just like the Savior told us to do.
Rejoice & be glad when for His name's sake, they speak all manner of evil and against you they hate.
Ye are the salt of the earth, if you're not salty, what are you worth?
Rejoice & be ye exceedingly glad for great is the reward in Heaven to be had for the prophets they did persecute too, unjust though it was, they came way before you.
Rejoice & be happy when they revile you, just like the Savior told us to do.
Rejoice & be glad when for His name's sake, they speak all manner of evil and against you they hate.
We are the salt of the earth, if we're not salty, what are we worth?
Rejoice & be happy when they revile you, just like the Savior told us to do.
Rejoice & be glad when for His name's sake, they speak all manner of evil and against you they hate.
Rejoice & be happy when they revile you, just like the Savior told us to do.
Rejoice & be glad when for His name's sake, they speak all manner of evil and against you they hate.
song performed by by Violent Femmes
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At The Beach...
the long rain has finally left us,
the sun comes up
and sand is sand and
the beach is real and we
decide to undress
we want to be real too
we want motion and sounds and scents
we run towards the sea
and dive and taste the salt
of our bodies
this beachy beachy beachiness of live
so lovely so salty
so wet so hot
unmindful of our being naked
now
the i penetrating in you
and the you
letting me in
but just a dream...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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If You Would, Please
Pass the salt dear, if you would, please,
I need to put some on these peas.
But not the pepper, now don’t tease,
you know it always makes me sneeze.
The horseradish sauce, is so nice,
it gives the meal a touch of spice.
But too much and you’ll pay the price,
it’ll burn your tongue in just a trice.
The tartare sauce is worth a try,
this is so true, I do not lie.
With luscious fish baked in a pie,
then served with a piquant stir fry.
What about chocolate dessert,
some extra calories won’t hurt.
then more cream, just maybe a squirt,
and watch it doesn’t stain your shirt.
Food of every kind I’ll eat,
I find it all a real treat.
I’m always ready for the sweet,
but slimming is a real feat.
Pass the salt dear, if you would, please,
and some lemon for me to squeeze
into my gin. Slices of cheese
would my sharp hunger pangs appease.
Pass the salt, Walt.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CXXI: It doesn't mean any harm
It may be provocative
It may be disturbing
But it doesn't mean any harm
It may be rough
It may be emotional
But it doesn't mean any harm
It may be wild
It may be rebellious
But it doesn't mean any harm
It may go unplanned
It may look careless
But it doesn't mean any harm
It may be a nuisance
It may be a mistake
But it doesn't mean any harm
It may be a mess
It may be complicated
But it doesn't mean any harm
It may be slow progress
It may test the patience
But it doesn't mean any harm
It may be a hard blow
It may shake the faith
But it doesn't mean any harm
It may be cursed
It may be judged cruel
But it doesn't mean any harm
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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