Yes, and many times it's frustrating, because I'm simply part of the show, and I'm not in the creative end of it, who goes out with detectives and tries to find these things out.
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Watching The Detectives
Nice girls not one with a defect
Cellophane shrink-wrapped so correct
Red dogs under illegal legs
She looks so good that he gets down and begs
She is watching the detectives, oh hes so cute
She is watching the detectives
When they shoot shoot shoot shoot.
They beat him up until the teardrops start.
But he cant be wounded cos hes got no heart
Long shot of that jumping sign
Visible shivers running down my spine
Cut the baby taking off her clothes
Close-up of the sign that says we never close
You snatch a tune, you match a cigarrette.
She pulls the eyes out with a face like a magnet
I dont know how much more of this I can take
She filing her finger nails while theyre dragging the lake
(chorus)
Now you think youre alone until you realize youre in it
Now fear is here to stay love is here for a visit.
They call it instant justice when its past the legal limit.
Someones scratching at the window. I wonder who is it?
The detectives come to check if you belong to the parents
Who are ready to hear the worst about their daughters disappearance.
Though it nearly took a miracle to get you to stay
It only took my little fingers to blow you away
Just like watching the detectives. dont get cute
Its just like watching the detectives.
I get so angry when the tear-drops start
But he cant be wounded cause hes got no heart.
Watching the detectives.
Its just like watching the detectives.
Watching the detectives.
Watching the detectives.
song performed by by Duran Duran
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The Farewell Sestina
It was Walter Cronkite, wasn't it, who said,
'And that's the way it is, ' at the end of the show,
safe in the knowledge he had done his job well
and standing by for all the other things
that needed to be done at close of day-
how utterly unlike the way I am.
The time has come to wonder who I am;
it is time to say what has not yet been said.
When the skulking shade of graduation day
comes to end this last picture show,
I will relfect on all the many things
I've done; I hope I'll find I did them well.
There were times I overslept and felt unwell
(blame the reckless partier I am) .
And I remember saying all those hateful things
which now I wish that I had never said;
and my utter inability to show
some inner sunshine through my cloudy day.
But now and then I found a better day,
where friends were met and I kept them very well,
and the game, the class, the television show
turned me into who I seldom am:
'the boy at the party last night who said,
as I recall, the most delightful things.'
All in all, I'll miss so many things:
eating at Ray on chicken nugget day;
the funny thing Professor Quinlan said;
the springtime flowers, watered very well
as if to shout to tour guides, 'Here I am! '
and waiting for the autumn leaves to show.
What is yet to come, no looking back can show;
the future holds for us mysterious things.
But I won't change; I like the way I am-
it simply took 'til graduation day
to grasp my truth and draw once more from the well
the sacred ink of all that has been said.
In this show that is my life, the hero said
at close of day, 'This is the way I am:
bound for better things, and so, farewell.'
poem by Christopher Parcels
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Watching The Detectives
Nice girls not one with a defect,
Cellophane shrink-wrapped, so correct.
Red dogs under illegal legs.
She looks so good that he gets down and begs.
She is watching the detectives.
"ooh, he's so cute!"
She is watching the detectives
When they shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot.
They beat him up until the teardrops start,
But he can't be wounded 'cause he's got no heart.
Long shot of that jumping sign,
Invisible shivers running down my spine.
Cut the baby taking off her clothes.
Close-up of the sign that says,"we never close"
You snatch tune, you a match a cigarette,
She pulls the eyes out with a face like a magnet.
I don't know how much more of this i can take.
She's filing her nails while they're dragging the lake.
Chorus
You think you're alone until you realize you're in it.
Now fear is here to stay. love is here for a visit.
They call it instant justice when it's past the legal limit.
Someone's scratching at the window. i wonder who is it?
The detectives come to check if you belong to the parents
Who are ready to hear the worst about their daughter's disappearance.
Though it nearly took a miracle to get you to stay,
It only took my little fingers to blow you away.
Just like watching the detectives.
Don't get cute!"
It's just like watching the detectives.
I get so angry when the teardrops start,
But he can't be wounded 'cause he's got no heart.
Watching the detectives.
It's just like watching the detectives.
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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A Poet’s Life (Fun Poem 13)
A poet’s life is an awkward one,
he sits with pen and paper in hand,
writes down what comes into his head,
prints it up, reads it through,
only to find that someone
can’t understand
a blinkin’ word he’s written.
The most frustrating part
is that he understands it perfectly well,
so now he has to explain and tell
what the whole thing is about.
At times, a poet’s life
just wants to make you scream and shout.
So you take pen in hand again,
hoping what you write this time
they will understand.
(7 May 2007)
poem by David Harris
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Simply Complicated
When you find out things about yourself
that you hadn't thought to know.
When your grandma calls
and books you on the Jerry Springer show.
And you find out you and your wife for ten years,
just might be related
Brother, life's not over,
it's just simply complicated.
There's other situations
that might challenge you, I guess
When your daughter tries out for the footbal team
and your son tries on her dress
And you start to think that the devil's in charge
of how you're situated.
Life is still worth livin
It's just simply complicated.
Life is complicated with its
ifs and ands and buts.
It's alright to be crazy,
just don't let it drive you nuts!
My daughter wants to go on dates,
I think I'll let her go.
But she better not be movin'
at the movin' picture show.
Her stops by all those honky tonks
and getin' aviated
aint it all a caution?
Its just simply complicated.
Now I'm havin a big problem
with my present-day career
My ship, she has a rudder
but I don't know where to steer.
Am I country, pop or rock-and-roll?
I know they are related.
I'll just let you be the judge.
It's simply complicated.
Life is complicated with its
ifs and ands and buts.
It's alright to be crazy,
just don't let it drive you nuts!
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Sometimes and Most of the Times
Sometimes I disagree,
but most most of the times, I confess that I am
Sometimes I assume,
But most most of the times, I confident the things are
Sometimes I ignore,
but most most of the times, I notice the way one thinks
Sometimes I conceal,
but most most of the times, I reaveal as I am
Sometimes I act,
but most most of the times, I show what is the real in Me
Sometimes I lie,
but most most of the times, I stand as Honest
Sometimes I hate,
but most most of the times I like the way one likes Me
poem by Abhijeet Deokar
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Something Easy to Do
I am told,
Since I enjoy writing...
I must find it easy to do!
First of all...
If someone finds something easy to do.
And they brag about it,
Not because what is done is 'liked'.
It is done because they find it easy.
Nothing is easy about writing.
In fact,
Those creative things I enjoy...
I don't find easy at all!
There are too many critiques involved.
Folks constantly expressing their judgements.
And then there are those who have jobs and drink coffee,
All day long to tell someone like me,
I should get a real job!
I was told that one time,
By someone taking a two hour lunch break!
And if it takes me two days to a month,
To complete a task...
I don't take breaks until that task is done.
I can't think of one creative person,
Associated with the economic collapse.
No one I know with discipline...
Has time to feed a greed.
And ultimately,
Those of creative minds will have to mend this mess!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I believe that the profits will come from the quality of your creative products. Since the beginning, I've always wanted to develop a self-feeding circle of creative productions: the positive financial returns from one show would be used to develop and create a new show, and so on.
quote by Guy Laliberté
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Take Me With You
(released as b-side of we wait and we wonder cd single, 1994)
If you see the light on in the window of my room
Ill be looking out though the shades are drawn
If you should hear someone quietly calling out for your hair
Dont be alarmed it might just be me
Take me with you, take me there
Ill go with you anywhere
Show me all the things you know
Are you with me, are you there
Ill be with you everywhere
Show me all the things you know, you know, you know, you know
The sun always seems to shine on the other side of the mountain
The water is clearer on the other side of the hill
All that water comes to me, ooh as I lay down
Where I am is where I should be
Take me with you, take me there
Ill go with you anywhere
Show me all the things you know - oh
Are you with me, are you there
Ill be with you everywhere
Show me all the things you know
Im holding them close to me
All those things I learned
But theres no questions and answers
So we watch the candle burn, on and on
So the candle burns all night, burns so bright until morning
When I wake I find myself alone
So if you see me - are you here? - hear someone cry, calling out
Rescue me and take me home - take me home
Take me with you, take me there
Ill go with you anywhere
Show me all the things you know - you know
Take me with you, take me with you
Take me with you, take me with you
Show me all the things you know
Please show me
Please take me, show me
Just take me, show me...
song performed by by Phil Collins
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A Hundred Times Over
A hundred times over words have flowed through my fingers to the keys
A hundred times over I have released the freedom that is in my mind,
A hundred times over I have become one with my inter most longing,
A hundred times over I have taken a journey to show you my own world.
A hundred times over I have written of pain and life, of sorrow and joy,
A hundred times over I have used my art to show you what's in my mind
A hundred times over again I will show you.
A hundred times over I have cried for those, whose names are untold,
A hundred times over I have showed you their pain.
A hundred times over I have become their connection to you,
A hundred times over I have showed you the beauty of our world,
A hundred times over I have taken you somewhere you may never see,
A hundred times over my words have screamed the horror of darkness,
A hundred times over I have sung to you the beauty of light,
A hundred times over I have taken your hand to lead you to a new place
A hundred time over I have written for those who have no words to write
A hundred times over I have tried to show truth in a world of lies,
A hundred times over I have have tried to show the world's beauty,
A hundred times over again I will lead down these paths,
A hundred times over and over again I will show you reality,
A hundred times over and over again I shall show you my world,
A hundred times over and over again until you have memorised truth,
A hundred times over again until you can repeat what I have told,
A hundred times over again shall I create an art of words, time, of life.
A hundred times over again I shall do this,
A hundred times over again.
A hundred times over.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Mistaken Identity
There are many times I have been mistaken
for something I am not.
People mistake me as an ordained priest,
but in fact, I am not.
You could call me an actor
who just happens to live the part.
Admittingly I do most things
a real priest would in their lives do,
give comfort to the sick and dying
and other things do.
However please do not be mistaken
that is not acting, its just part of my personality,
something I have always done
even before I got the part.
Those who needed my words of comfort
always seemed to find me,
and I would never turn them away.
Don’t ask me why I am this way;
there is no answer I can give you.
I hate to see suffering
whether it be in friend or foe.
I made a promise to myself
a long, long time ago
that if I could make someone smile
each and every day,
then I would be smiling too.
There have been a very few times occasions
when that promise has been broken,
because sometimes I could not do it.
They were mainly when
great sadness caught up with me,
but most of the time you will find me
with a smile on my face
and mischievous twinkle in my eye.
That is because at heart
I am something of a clown
and a practical joker.
One thing I am not
and something I will never be
is what many people call me,
and that is an angel
as there are too many faults
that lie behind me.
14 August 2008
poem by David Harris
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The principle goal of education is to create men who are capable of doing new things, not simply of repeating what other generations have done - men who are creative, inventive and discoverers.
quote by Jean Piaget
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Well, they just don't know anything else except that one form of their business, acting, and they don't really want to learn any other part of it, or they would. Directing and producing and putting a show together is very creative, for me.
quote by Jackie Cooper
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Those of Creative Inclinations
I love it!
When those who perceive,
My ceative sensibilities...
Exposes a sensitivity,
That implies a character weakness.
Those of creative inclinations are often compared.
With limp wrists and tea cups!
But there are very few I now know or then knew,
Who were shy to tell anyone a thing or two...
Or where to go!
Anyone connected to this creative process knows...
It is not a joke.
Not this process carefully invoked...
To provoke a higher consciousness.
Growing older makes one aware,
Of the strength involved in this!
Nor made of fluff are these creative disciplines.
The only ones who believe they are...
Are those who have unruly children.
And have themselves disconnected...
From the creations of their realities.
Wishing to perceive,
Those of creativity are lazy!
Which for the most part,
Has been reluctantly failures man made!
To get a quick buck.
To find themselves at dead ends...
And out of luck!
Shall I say...
On their 'lazy' butts.
Remove the creative process out of schools...
And the manufacturing of fools are produced.
But then again...
I need not to say that today,
Do I?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Times Youve Come
In the time weve known
That we each are a part of one another
Weve lost as much as we have won
And as our lives have grown
We have found that it only brings us pain
That hangs on to the things that we have done
Still I love the times youve come
When you went away
Taking all that Id built my false road on
I dropped my life and couldnt find the pieces
Now you come and go
And its hard but I feel my strength returning
Well see how far this new road reaches
Well see a little more each time we come
Now everybodys gonna tell you its not worth it
Everybodys gotta show you their own thing
You might try to find your way up around it
But the need for love will still remain
Now were lying here
So safe in the ruins of our pleasures
Laughter marks the place where we have fallen
And our lives are near
So it wouldnt occur to us to wonder
Is this the past or the future that is calling
You know Ive loved these times youve come.
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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Leave It All Behind
Here we go
Closer to the end
Let me know
Ill be your only friend
Things you thought you understood
Are all the things I lack
So sorry
And Id leave it all behind
With no regard for what Ill find
In time youll see
That you cant breathe without me
Life and times go by
Well I know nothing is ok
Will it show if I try to numb the pain?
Things you thought you understood
Are all the things Im not
So sorry and so afraid
song performed by by Oleander
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Find Myself
By eric clapton
We took the long way home, you held my hand,
The days so full of all the things we had planned.
We walked beyond the green, beyond the day.
We shared a dream that I let slip away.
I had to find myself.
I had to find myself.
No use looking for no one else,
cause Ill be lonely till I find myself.
You were the man who knew too much to say.
So many things that I learned came your way.
These things I know that I cant forget,
Deep in my heart, theyre a part of me yet.
They helped me find myself.
They helped me find myself.
No use looking for no one else,
cause Ill be lonely till I find myself.
Too many years rolled by without a word.
I tried to hide behind things that Id heard.
And now the truth is clear for all to see
That through it all, it was you believed in me.
You helped me find myself.
I had to find myself.
No use looking for no one else,
cause Ill be lonely till I find myself.
I got to find myself.
I got to find myself.
No use looking for no one else,
cause Ill be lonely till I find myself.
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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At times those skills were really hard to do because not only was I having to contend with the camera, but I was having to learn these new skills and the ball was always kind of doing what you didn't want it to do. So it got a little bit frustrating at times but we got there.
quote by Parminder Nagra
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Sometimes you know you find precious things in the creative process that you couldn't find out of it.
quote by Arthur Berger
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To be used in a part without depth is a frustrating feeling, when you know you have something to give.
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