In times of peace, the war party insists on making preparation for war. As soon as prepared for, it insists on making war.
quote by Robert M. La Follette
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GANGSTA WHISPHER... KIDDIE RYHEMMMMSSS
DEAR NBK MESSAGE
LITTLE KIDS RYHEMMMS
THAT NEVER CHANGE WITH TIMES
IT WASNT A SHAM
THAT MARY HAD A LITTLE LAMB
OR TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTLE STAR
I REALLY WANT A HUMMER CAR
JACK B NIBBLE JACK B QUICK
JACK CAME OUT OF THE CLOSET AND HAD A LITTLE STICK
HICKORY DICKORY DOCK
R KELLY INSISTS HE HAS THE BIGGEST ****
LONDON BRIDGES FALLING DOWN
MAKING THIS POEM LOL LIKE A CLOWN.
poem by kiki KEYKEY amador
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Man's making, , , !
Flowers are
Making
Beauty...
Trees are
Making
Wonder...
Rain are
making
River...
Sun are
Making
Day...
Moon are
Making
Night...
Man are
Making
Many thing's supper
Something's is
Tenson...
Woory...
Hurry. ..
With out love of heart...! ?
Day for day
Man's making...! ?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Where the Heart Is
One of us does not belong here!
You make appearances all over the place...
Defending your right to be who you are.
Taking what does not belong to you,
And calling it yours!
Even by doing that...
You lack ability to maintain order!
And everywhere I go I feel absolutely comfortable!
And you tell me I have issues and baggage?
Until someone insists I'm not convincing enough...
By making attempts to reduce me to depths,
Of their insecurities!
With promotions of accomplishments imagined!
I'll remain quite focused.
But then...
I'm not all over the place,
Trying to find my way 'home'!
Isn't that where the heart is?
And why so many are without them!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Black History Month
In January...
There they are making history.
In February...
There they are making history.
In March...
There they are making history.
In April...
There they are making history.
In May...
There they are making history.
In June...
There they are making history.
In July...
There they are making history.
In August...
There they are making history.
In September...
There they are making history.
In October...
There they are making history.
In November...
There they are making history.
In December...
There they are making history.
But...
It's nice to know
The shortest month of the year
Was chosen to celebrate
The great deeds of African-Americans!
However...
It is those LEAP YEARS,
That really have the blacks jumping for joy!
Note: 'Black History Month' along with other
works of interest can be found in...
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Babies Making Babies
They thought they would enjoy the risk.
Of doing it...
Without the benefit,
Of being prepared for it.
Babies.
Making babies!
They put their parents into fits.
Who thought they taught their kids,
To realize...
The heartache that would come from it.
But they are babies,
Making babies.
Born in these times...
When it's easy to pay no mind,
To what others say...
To have it their way.
No one can find...
A sympathy,
When these young minds are gone.
To wander,
And roam alone.
They thought they would enjoy the risk.
Of doing it...
Without the benefit,
Of being prepared for it.
Babies.
Making babies!
They put their parents into fits.
Who thought they taught their kids,
To realize...
The heartache that would come from it.
But they are babies,
Making babies.
No one can find...
A sympathy,
When these young minds are gone.
To wander,
And roam alone.
Born in these times...
When it's easy to pay no mind,
To what others say...
To have it their way.
Today!
To have it their way.
Today!
And these babies.
Making babies!
Stay that way!
Leaving a sadness,
With the rest of us...
To pay!
And arresting a joy,
That fades away!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Chronicles of A Dark Heart Part 22 The Death Of Feelings
Numb
Is something quite dumb
Something I don't want
Something that will haunt
Mind and soul
And wear out the sole
Of life
Such a run
How fun
Fey imbroglio
Never again shall I grow
With alacrity nor joy
I will just sit there, remembering how I'm senseless and used like a toy
I can feel life begin again in vain,
I'll ruin it the same way with a different girl, go through the same pain
For making my heart numb is the only way i know to retain
Some sanity
For you and for me
As i chronicles this endeavor
That is life amidst my dark heart
The one that tortures me forever
Insists to do more than tear me apart, I guess the only way
That I can say
I don't love you
Is if I get rid of EVERY other feeling too...
poem by David Knox
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Love 4 Fun
So you think you got it all worked out
And what youre searching for
Isnt what you found
Up in this world thats on the run
A lot of hits but only a few
Number ones
Im making love for fun
Are you looking for a holiday
Im making love for fun
Why would you do it any other way
Im making good
On everything I said
So baby just relax
And let me do my thing
Up in my world you better run
Theres only room
For the few who can come
Im making love for fun
Are you looking for a holiday
Im making love for fun
Why would you do it any other way
When you dont have a place to go
When everything feels the same
I can change what you think you know
Making love my way
Im making love for fun
Are you looking for a holiday
Im making love for fun
Why would you do it any other way
Im making love for fun
Are you looking for a holiday
Im making love for fun
Why would you do it any other way
song performed by by Enrique Iglesias
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Making Love Out Of Nothing At All
(jim steinman)
I know just how to whisper,
And I know just how to cry;
I know just where to find the answers;
And I know just how to lie.
I know just how to fake it,
And I know just how to scheme;
I know just when to face the truth,
And then I know just when to dream.
And I know just where to touch you,
And I know just what to prove;
I know when to pull you closer,
And I know when to let you loose.
And I know the night is fading,
And I know that times gonna fly;
And Im never gonna tell you everything
Ive got to tell you,
But I know Ive got to give it a try.
And I know the roads to riches,
And I know the ways to fame;
I know all the rules
And then I know how to break em
And I always know the name of the game.
But I dont know how to leave you,
And Ill never let you fall;
And I dont know how you do it,
Making love out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all,
(making love)
Out of nothing at all,
(making love)
Out of nothing at all,
(making love)
Out of nothing at all,
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all.
Every time I see you all the rays of the sun
Are streaming through the waves in your hair;
And every star in the sky is taking aim
At your eyes like a spotlight,
The beating of my heart is a drum, and its lost
And its looking for a rhythm like you.
You can take the darkness from the pit of the night
And turn into a beacon burning endlessly bright.
Ive got to follow it, cause everything I know, well its nothing till I give it to you.
I can make the run or stumble,
I can make the final block;
And I can make every tackle, at the sound of the whistle,
I can make all the stadiums rock.
I can make tonight forever,
Or I can make it disappear by the dawn;
And I can make you every promise that has ever been made,
And I can make all your demons be gone.
But Im never gonna make it without you,
Do you really want to see me crawl?
And Im never gonna make it like you do,
Making love out of nothing at all.
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
song performed by by Air Supply
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Heart Knows No Reason
In times of frustrations
The mind leads
What the mind teaches
The heart feels.
In times of depression
The mind finds the means
What the mind gives
The heart receives
In times of prosperity
The mind rules
What the mind dictates
The heart follows
In times of loving
The mind asks
What the mind questions
The heart answers
When the mind resists
The heart insists
It is the time
When the mind looses
And the heart wins
Adopted from Richard Viray
May 1996
poem by Sweet Seven
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Wars have never made peace or preserved it or fostered its ideals. To have peace you must make peace with your enemy. To make peace only with your friends is to avoid the issue, and to permit a great principle to become absurd. Far from making peace, wars invariably serve as classrooms and laboratories where men and techniques and states of mind are prepared for the next war.
quote by Wendell Berry
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Making Believe
(jimmie work)
Making believe that you still love me
Its leaving me alone and so blue
Still Ill always dream, but Ill never own you
Making believe, its all I can do
Cant hold you close when youre not with me
Youre somebodys love, youll never be mine
Making believe Ill spend my lifetime
Loving you and making believe
Making believe I never lost you
But my happy hours are so few
My plans for the future will never come true
Making believe what else can I do
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Nothing Left
There is always
the aftermath,
the after kissing
time. Time to sit
and remember
the lips touching.
She recalls that well.
His lips on hers.
Skin on skin. Time
to reflect on actions
made. Things done
and not done. Or
done at the wrong
time for the wrong
reasons. She knows
she will go to him
and do similar things
again. The love making
holds no surprises.
The holds, the way
his fingers move over
her, the positions she
engages in, those cigarettes
after, those French ones
he insists on smoking.
The after feel, the stale
breath, the feeling
there is nothing left.
poem by Terry Collett
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Help Wanted
I am compelled, perhaps obsessed.
Would be a better choice of word.
My muse allows me little rest.
She is convinced that she know best
No matter how much I protest
She insists she has the right
To make me write by day and night.
I sometimes feel I am possessed
Although the idea seems absurd.
My judgement marred by lack of rest
I find reality is blurred.
I’m sure my muse abuses me
I’m tired of her tyranny.
I really think that it would be
Better if she left. Undeterred
She still insists that she knows best.
And acts as if she hasn’t heard.
That poets can dismiss their muse
When they are guilty of abuse.
I’m sick of being under stress
Although I would have much
preferred not to cause my muse distress
She pretended she misheard.
When I told her we were through
It was the only thing to do.
I did not like her attitude.
But now I am without a muse.
Although I have some aptitude
I must arrange some interviews
I will be careful when I choose
Some muse to fill the vacancy.
A muse that will not bully me.
Monday,17 October 2011
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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There is no peace because the making of peace is at least as costly as the making of war - at least as exigent, at least as disruptive, at least as liable to bring disgrace and prison and death in its wake.
quote by Daniel Berrigan
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A Falling Tear
Times of terror,
times of fear,
All these times
have always been here.
For the earth has never
been born of peace.
The bombs have exploded
destroying peace.
Man cannot recognize
vicious ones or vicious lies.
They simply think them away.
But they're not gone.
they're alive and well,
making this world
a living hell.
Times of terror,
times of fear,
They leave nothing
but a falling tear.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Who insists on running up a slope, is confused and crazy.
Deconstruction insists not that truth is illusory but that it is institutional.
quote by Terry Eagleton
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On A Sunny Day
the red truck still parks
on the side of the concrete fence
it is TED 413
and still insists that it is
NOT FOR HIRE.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Heart
girl insists mom
draw the heart
on her cartoon
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The Vice Presidency is sort of like the last cookie on the plate. Everybody insists he won't take it, but somebody always does.
quote by Bill Vaughan
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