I think my mistakes were kind of common - leaning on cliches and adjectives in the place of clear, vivid writing. But at least I knew how to spell, which seems to be a rarity these days.
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Cliches and adjectives permeated my prose.
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A Poem For Those Who Are Sad
did Octavio say that happiness
and charm are cliches?
did he really mean that he
shall write about those who
labor in pain
about those who stopped
smiling because of the
harsh rain
about those who hide
because of the coming storm?
he could be right
not writing about the cliches of
happy days
for they have all enough
that make the sweet syrups
of their eating lives
let me write a poem for those
who are sad
for those who have less
let me write about the opening
of a flower
about the butterflies moving
out from their cocoons
let me write about the
end of the bitter days
for they have less and now
they may have more
through my lines
let me write about the
rising of the sun
the waking up of the boy
from his sleep
and the beginning
of his play on the yard
with his bike
let me write more
about what i really like...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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All That I Need Is You
Lord, you know its been a busy day,
And Im just weary to my bones.
I hope youll understand if I dont pray,
But I need my rest to carry on.
Why do I kid myself? you see my heart --
The me I try so to ignore.
And lord, you see how very weak I am.
I just cant hide it anymore.
But all of a sudden I knew
That Id never be wanting as long as Im leaning on you.
Oh, lord. all that I need is you.
Everytime when the doubting comes,
And I seem to lose my way;
When I cry within,
cause I need a friend,
But I just dont say --
You know that I need you --
All at once its clear
Even though youre here,
Ive tried to make it on my own.
Im not trusting you.
Oh, lord, you know
That I really need our time together?
Only your strength can see me through,
So talk with me now,
As you walk with me now
In this quiet time.
Im waiting on you.
cause all of a sudden I knew
That Id never be wanting as long as Im leaning on you.
Oh, lord. all that I need is you.
cause all of a sudden I knew (I knew)
That Id never be wanting as long as Im leaning on you.
Oh, lord. all that I need is you.
All that I need
All that I need is you!
Is you!
Is you!
Is you.
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Miracle of Mistakes
For each adult who now stands tall,
How many times a baby’s fall?
The eloquence for which we reach,
Bought by a child’s stammered speech.
So not to err is not to walk,
And no mistakes would mean no talk.
Look deep in self for what it takes.
There’s no reward without mistakes.
To improve means being wrong
To find that place where you belong.
Upon arrival wisdom’s clear.
Mistakes have helped bring each one here.
For to learn is to fall,
Then rise again and give it all.
Each time that doubt interferes,
View the start of all your years.
Walks and talks could not take place
Unless mistakes helped carve their space.
From baby’s wisdom do confess.
With no mistakes there’s no progress.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Ex-girlfriend
I kinda always knew Id end up your ex-girlfriend
I kinda always knew Id end up your ex-girlfriend
I kinda always knew Id end up your ex-girlfriend
I hope I hold a special place with the rest of them
And you know it makes me sick to be on that list
But I should have thought of that before we kissed
You say youre gonna burn before you mellow
I will be the one to burn you
Whyd you have to go and pick me?
When you that we were different, completely
I kinda always knew Id end up your ex-girlfriend
I kinda always knew Id end up your ex-girlfriend
I hope I hold a special place with the rest of them
I kinda always knew Id end up your ex-girlfriend
Im another ex-girlfriend on your list
But I should have thought of that before we kissed
Your wildness scares me
So does your freedom
You say you cant stand the restrictions
I find myself trying to change you
If you were meant to be my lover I wouldnt have to
And I feel so mean, I feel in between
cause Im about to give you away
I kinda always knew Id end up your ex-girlfriend (for someone else to take)
I kinda always knew Id end up your ex-girlfriend (am I making a mistake? )
I hope I hold a special place with the rest of them (all the time that we
Spent) I kinda always knew Id end up your ex-girl, friend
Im another ex-girlfriend on your list
But I should have thought of that before we kissed
Im another ex-girlfriend on your list
But I should have thought of that before we kissed
Im about to give you away for someone else to take
Im about to give you away for someone else to take
We keep repeating mistakes for souvenirs
And weve been in between the days for years
And I know that when I see you Im going to die
I know Im going to want you and you know why
Its going to kill me to see you with the next girl
cause Im the most gorgeously jealous kind of ex-girl
I kinda always knew Id end up your ex-girlfriend
I kinda always knew Id end up your ex-girlfriend
I hope I hold a special place with the rest of them
I kinda always knew Id end up your ex-girl friend
Im another ex-girlfriend on your list
But I should have thought of that before we kissed
Im another ex-girlfriend on your list
But I should have thought of that before we kissed
song performed by by Gwen Stefani
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Break His Spell
You got that far away look in your eyes.
But are you looking at me or at some other guy
Whos got you hypnotized,
Got you mesmerized,
Keep you tranquilized with ever kind of lie.
Still he makes you cry,
So baby realize that i...
Im gonna break his spell.
Ill put him in his place and get you out of this hell.
Im gonna break his spell.
Take this relationship and send it straight to the well.
Im gonna break his spell.
Baby Im gonna break his spell.
Yes I will.
Its been a while since Ive known somethings wrong.
At first you had me thinking everything was gone.
I got a late start.
I let him steal your heart.
I let that fool come in and tear our world apart.
But hes not that smart.
Another love shark and i...
Im gonna break his spell.
Ill put him in his place and get you out of this hell.
Im gonna break his spell.
Take this relationship and send it straight to the well.
Im gonna break his spell.
Baby Im gonna break his spell.
Yes I will.
song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
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We just kind saw the images and knew the cliches, so to have the opportunity to go there and learn something about Russian music and about Russian people and to see things apart from being a tourist.
quote by Marc Almond
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I'm Leaning On The Lord
I'm leaning on the Lord
A little bit more everyday
I'm leaning on the Lord
Just to get by
I'm leaning on the Lord
Hopeing he'll dry
These tears that I cry
One of these days he'll call me home
And peace will be mine
poem by David Kush
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His
He cared for me like no one else,
He knew me better
Than I ever knew myself.
Time turned and twisted what once was
Into what can never again be
And even though I must move forward
There is still the vivid memory...
It was his arms that held me when I was afraid,
It was his clout that cleaned up mistakes that I'd made,
His was the heart that I held in my hands,
It was his strength
That made me see him as more than just a man.
His were the thoughts,
That I respected more than my own,
I lay at night in my bed thinking-
Cold and alone.
His were the eyes that saw me
Unlike I see myself
His was the love
He gave to someone else.
I was his
But he belonged to the world
Even still,
I will always be his girl.
poem by Denice Robinson
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Lightning
Its crazy but often clear
But often clear
We shimmer and disappear
In color, in black and white
Black and white
We slowly fade out of sight
But these days were lit by lightning
These lights all were white
Its crazy but somehow clear
Somehow clear
We ride in silence out of fear
We spoke and soon come alive
Come alive
We prefer the silence of the blind
But these days were lit by lightning
These lights all were white
These days were lit by lightning
Of sharp,light,sharp,white,light,hard,good,white
Were crazy but often kind
Often kind
Enrage and in violence blind
You gather, and that alone
That alone
We race in small circles home
But these days were lit by lightning
These lights are were white
These days were lit by lightning
Of sharp, white, light
These days were lit by lightning
These lights are were white
These days were lit by light
song performed by by Counting Crows
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I've never understood why artists, who so often condescend to the cliches of their own culture, are so eager to embrace the cliches of cultures they know nothing about.
quote by Brad Holland
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In every election in American history both parties have their cliches. The party that has the cliches that ring true wins.
quote by Newt Gingrich
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You need cliches. Cliches are what people respond to.
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Everything Vivid oh so Real
So surreal
everything appears
too real to be real
sober wide eye lucid mind
hallucinations?
How dull our perception
what we deem to be real
hydrogen strawberry patch
purple atmosphere soil
harvest dawn
streaks of violet orange-red
blood shed
sky's living proof
cloud's ceremonial formation
channeling spirits of great
distant cousin mountain ranges
sky
vivid oh so real
trees
vivid oh so real
auto metallic body paint
vivid oh so real
neighbor's sleep eye smile
vivid oh so real
morning rabbithole obligations
vivid oh so real
stage and spot light silence
vivid oh so real
flying feathered wake-up calls
vivid oh so real
everything I see
everything I touch
vivid oh so real
everything I feel
everything I imagine
vivid oh so real
dew transfers from
air to grass to my
bare flesh
vivid oh so real
my body
everything within
everything without
vivid oh so real
tepid bitterness
lukewarm caffeine fix
vivid oh so real
every illusion
performed by the senses
vivid oh so real
meditations under fulsome
tree branches
peace of mind
vivid oh so real
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Now Here So Vivid
Here so vivid,
Is the experience of life given.
So vivid too are those disparities.
To allow others,
The giving of an invitation...
To come and do,
Then to go as they please.
How vivid are the actions,
On others performed.
To take what they thieve...
And upon themselves adorn.
Enriching with an enhancement,
From the day they were born.
Here so vivid,
Are atrocities.
So atrocious in implementation...
An acceptance of it,
To gather lives to ruin...
As if in a playing of monopoly.
And the game inflicted does not go away.
It stays and commands to become obeyed.
With restrictions that exist,
Using religious beliefs...
As a means to control,
In the spreading of a wickedness...
To maim and defeat,
Those depicted as enemies.
Here so vivid,
Is the experience of life given.
So vivid too are those disparities.
To allow others,
The giving of an invitation...
To come and do,
Then to go as they please.
Using deception to promote misdeeds.
To witness those doing this...
Eventually,
Unravel from their own intricate...
Strategic complexities.
Now here so vivid,
Are those so unwise.
So vivid with a clarity...
Are those removed from their disguises.
To become recognized and themselves despised.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The departure lounge.
Many times,
I have been near the departure lounge.
Never knew the how or why.
Only too near tears to cry.
Time to leave.
Cliches on your sleeve.
Ready to be 'sold'.
Like cards up, an armful ready.
The departure lounge.
What is this place?
The only sensible option!
Many times,
I could have gone
Rather than see and play out-
Bitter endings.
The departure lounge!
A better place to be looking at
From a comfortable view
Than actually arrive at.
poem by Peter Vealey
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I Never Knew
It's really been a long time
Since I let somebody hold me
Since I felt safe in somebody's arms, emm emm
You were a good friend I could confide in
But after all the lies he told me
I couldn't let nobody in my heart
I was torn apart
All this time you've been right here
He's been doing nothing but wrong
And though the best thing in my life was
Here with me all along
Chorus
I never knew
Right beside me there was an angel
I never knew
You'd give my heart the wings to fly
Because of you
Everything in my life is changing
Turning it to
The kind of heaven that I never Knew
He kissed away my tears
And now they've disappeared
You make me feel SAFE in somebody's arms
You're the kind that can do me no harm
These questions everybody ASKS me
They say THEY'VE never seen me so happy
But that's a secret between you and me
They don't know nothing about us baby
Can't let up
Can't tell anybody that you're not from around here
They don't know that you're an angel
But now it's all so clear
Chorus
I never knew
Right beside me there was an angel
I never knew
You'd give my heart the wings to fly
Because of you
Everything in my life is changing
Turning it to
The kind of heaven that I never Knew
Is this a dream
Are you for real
You got me honey
Feeling things that I never thought I'd feel
You taught me love
Don't have to break my heart in two
That's just one more of those things
That I never, never knew
I never knew
Right beside me
There was an angel
I never, never knew (that my heart could fly)
It's all because of you baby
My life is changing
Turning it to
The kind of heaven that I never knew
song performed by by Gloria Gaynor
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Common Place
I am again alone in the corner of my room
head down to my feet like I'm turned to stone
Drowning in my own tears
sweeping all my fears
We're away but had hopes that never dies
We're alone but still assume 'twas all lies
all the pain, was it all the price?
my love to you-a sacrifice?
I knew our hearts beat in symphony
Our lone I felt both melancholy
yet i knew a common place
where the love we knew still stays
I dreamed of dreams to soon arrive
of our reunite on that common place
where love had burgeoned; brought alive
Where the beating had run to race
Aback the steps, we'll go again
as we're awaken by painful vain
when we're at last back to sane
when we got enough of the rain
my dream be real on my awake
Away you go! my fatal aches
Lullabies, at time of my despair
brought not dreams but mere nightmare.
poem by Ellirie Aviles
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Political art expresses the cliches you agree with, unlike propaganda, which expresses the cliches you don't.
quote by Brad Holland
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That's What Woke Me Up
In disbelief?
I was too,
Before I accepted.
There was a time,
I placed truth on trial.
Everything vivid,
Became for me a denial.
My thoughts and observations,
Were clearer than my own footsteps.
But when I began to follow my mind,
To leave doubt and fear behind...
I knew I was fine!
Not that I declared anything wrong.
I was not right with it.
And that took a long time to see.
I didn't understand that immediately.
Until I saw 'me'.
And the pieces on the outside,
Completed a total fit.
I began to see things as they were.
And not what I thought they should be.
I had been against the naturalness of it.
With interpretations I 'heard' should be mine.
I saw that to be imperfect.
And I became disturbed by it.
And doing my best to sit and fix the imperfect in me.
And God does not make mistakes on purpose.
To fake them as something done unconscious.
People do!
To unloosen but not tighten screws.
And that's what 'woke' me up!
I began to tighten up my activities quick,
To overdose on reality.
Now I've got my dosages under control.
In disbelief?
I was too,
Before I accepted.
There was a time,
I placed truth on trial.
Everything vivid,
Became for me a denial.
Until I saw 'me'.
And the pieces on the outside,
Completed a total fit.
I began to see things as they were.
And not what I thought they should be.
Because they could never be how I saw them.
I saw them to be imperfect.
Not comprehending a thing as I followed.
To become involved in an assortment of heartbreaks.
And God does not make mistakes,
To fake them as something done unconscious.
People do!
And I no longer follow those who have eyes,
They allow to remain clouded.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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