We definitely need to get the excitement back.
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There is no excitement anywhere in the world, short of war, to match the excitement of the American presidential campaign.
quote by Theodore White
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My Seed
Mourning the loss of that special thing you hold inside physically and jointly connected by God only to find you standing alone.
As I face the hurt of my loss, dreaming of a second chance wondering if, I done my all.
Holding back tears only to be shed when I’m alone trying to recover from hurt but continues to reminisce of the happiness felt, the emotions overwhelming with excitement, now trying to make a new start hoping to leave all distress behind but now, the excitement has vanished and reality is present.
poem by Anasha Greham
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We sat around one night and thought that people are going to look back and say, I can't imagine there was a lot of excitement about HER going up!
quote by Christa McAuliffe
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Ad Multos Annos
many happy returns
my friend
we shall be back from
where we started
getting to know each other
retrieving the excitement
long gone
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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What we do now is to be valued - but we need to do more, so that it's more exciting to other people, and therefore that excitement shines back on us and we're able to have the energy to do more, to widen our creativity.
quote by Siobhan Davies
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0368 Post-modern Irony
With all the excitement of a Florentine writer around 1480
who's just heard about the new invention of printing
and has plans to use it bigtime
I'm sitting here at the PC, one of
the first generation of mature writers
who can bring to a lifetime's experience
the web's recall of every great and relevant word
recorded since the beginning of recorded time and thus
pigmies on the shoulders of giants
and what happens
the excitement's gone to my
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Non Adapted Socially
You act instinctively
Your hands compress on neck
Nothing can get rid of embrace
Your sadism strengthens
Disturbance of potency
Your excitement causes potency
You act in amuck
Stronger, deeper
You feel an excitement of orgasm
You suffer, you murder
Because of...
Non adapted socially
You satisfy yourself with murder,
Blood and sperm
Non adapted, abnormal
Your frustrations created a toad
You destroy others
Regaining yourself
song performed by by Yattering
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I remember now
I remember wanting it back
I remember all the boredom
I remember all the security
I remember holding myself back
I remember the want
I remember the denial
I remember getting it back
I discover all of the excitement
I discover all the new ways
I discover all the acceptance
I discover all of the interest
I discover all the greenest grass
I remember all of the dreams
I remember all the waiting
I remember all the uncertainty
I remember all the letting down
I remember what I ought not to have forgotten
I remember the limbo of my decisions
poem by Jack Cyclone
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When it began to grow dark, the Rat, with an air of excitement and mystery, summoned them back into the parlour, stood each of them up alongside of his little heap, and proceeded to dress them up for the coming expedition.
quote by Kenneth Grahame
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To Give You Away....
i am going back to the fields
of grass
cows still pasture there
and the flock of sheep still silent
and hardheaded
the past as master has lost
control of the staff
and the trees have gone untrimmed
for years
this is the forest of our future
no one minds where the paths
are growing
what mountains move somewhere
and whether abu comes back again
or not
the women really do not care
as they bathe naked in the river
i am going back there to recollect
the rules of my games
for i have lost them
that innocense that has kept me so alive
the swim in the old river
the strength of my legs
that excitement about those which were new
and so uncertain
i am going there to regain what
i once had
now that i am already ready
to give you away
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Their Marriage: Phase 2
they sleep early
and wake up early
the splendor of odor
the magic of skin all gone
back to back with time
they have nothing to share
except their promise
to complete the journey of marriage
sailing on mutual affections of pity
and sympathy less the excitement
silence holding on to silence
love shrinking to its essence
understanding digs deeper
to souls intertwined longing
for that final resting place
the same God as their witness.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Mr. Xcitement
cafe con pan, cafe con pan,
Rock on my hubba, the beat is blubba
Being stingy on the pike collect the one into the otha
Careen in tandem, the sea into the landem
The people in the pix they want to scarf and dig the clamdem
Awwwwwwwww yes! mr excitement!
We nix the glaben, the knifey-knife is staben
Protrude into the hoobalicious scoff the extra aden
I write the mooky, my verse is extra spooky
Like flansy in a soda can, it's trooky-trooky-trooky
Awwwwwwwww yes! mr excitement!
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Extremely Positive
What I want I want.
No substitutes for me.
I settled for replacements then...
Back when I had those needs.
I've tasted afairs that went nowhere.
And embarrassments I faced.
But those days are not returning now.
I can not see that as a possibility.
What I want I want.
No substitutes for me.
I settled for replacements then...
Back when I had those needs.
I look for clarity to guide my steps,
After weeping tears of much regret.
I've removed all issues of a mental debt!
And now I want all that I can get...
To please and satisfy,
A happiness I once denied!
What I want I want.
No substitutes for me.
I settled for replacements then...
Back when I had those needs.
Right now I am pleased,
To discover the real me!
And what others believed...
Brought me misery to grieve!
What I want I want.
No substitutes for me.
I settled for replacements then...
Back when I had those needs.
Opportunities came,
To catch me undecided.
Overnight I found myself...
Filled with excitement and much delighted!
What I want I want.
No substitutes for me.
I settled for replacements then...
Back when I had those needs.
To do for others as they chose I did.
But now a joy inside me lives!
Knowing it was 'me' I had to forgive!
And wanting what I want allows me more to give!
Feeling a freedom I had never known or shown...
That I condone and is extremely positive!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hungry Again
The thrill, the desire, the excitement is gone
We seem to have found a safe comfort zone
We worked so hard to get where we are
That romance got lost on the way
It used to be never enough
Wed melt with each look and each burning touch
We laughed and we loved and we just ate it up
Back when we were hungry that way
Chorus:
Lets love like were hungry again
Bring back the passion we had back then
The time has gone by, we forgot what it meant
Lets love like were hungry again
Dont you miss those feelings we had at the start
And that fire that got started from each little spark
Oh its good where we are, but I miss where weve been
Lets love like were hungry again, now and then
Lets love like were hungry again
Bring back the passion we had back then
The time has gone by, now weve grown too content
Lets love like were hungry again, now and then
Lets love like were hungry again
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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A Christmas Visitation
Anny stands by the door. Anny
Watches as your grandchildren
Open the seasonal gifts. Her blue
Eyes follow as toys are investigated
One after another. You see her there,
Her ghostly hand brushing back her
Curly blonde hair. She smiles at you
As she lifts her eyes from toys to you.
None of the others see her as she walks
About the room, her hands wanting to
Touch the toys, to finger the doll, to hold
Against her chest as once she may in
Better days before the Auschwitz death.
You sip your beer, your eyes watching
As she sits by your wife, taking in excitement
Of voices and grandchildren’s laughter,
Her bright eyes moving from you to laid
Down toys, maybe remembering her own
Childhood excitement of Jewish celebrations,
The candles, the singing, the feel of love,
The sense of awe. Speculation on your part,
You and your tender heart. Anny studies
Your wife as she talks of this and that to those
Around the room. Anny looks back at you,
Those blue eyes, that curly blonde hair, that
Ribbon tied in the hair, those 1940s clothes,
That sense of sorrow that follows her like
Perfume. You smile back and want to say
Other words you have said to her before,
But others might wonder why you speak to
One they cannot see, thinking maybe your
Dotage has taken a turn or that you’ve sipped
Too much beer in celebrational cheer. Anny
Understands these things and much beside
Since that Paris betrayal and train trip to
Icy Auschwitz where in 1942 she died.
poem by Terry Collett
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Just To Delight In The Excitement Of It
Demons wish to inflict conflict.
With a chaos and havoc,
Just to delight in the excitement of it.
With a quest to deceive,
And disturb with ease...
Where there are signs of peace freed.
Misdeeds are activities,
Demons purposely release...
With beliefs of receiving satisfaction.
Demons wish to inflict conflict.
With a chaos and havoc,
Just to delight in the excitement of it.
But to the demons' surprise...
These wicked strides begun,
Eventually do come to an end!
With no sympathy to those demonic given.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Another Empty Soul
I find myself on a slippery slope,
heading for a bottomless pit.
My heart has given up,
on what it longed for.
There is no excitement
or up lift there.
Just sadness and sorrow
to look at and stare.
An empty vessel
on a sea of dreams,
no outstretched hand
to drag me out of there.
Down I go into darkness,
the light above gets dimmer
as I go on my ride downward.
I am not looking back,
too many broken dreams there.
The darkness will soon engulf me,
and then I will be gone.
Who will sing my praises?
No one I fear.
I will be another empty soul,
on a sea that is already full,
too aimless
to find any way back.
11 June 2007
poem by David Harris
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Add To This Spice With Equal Excitement
Have you ever been mistaken as shallow?
Because of an image your presence gives?
Have you ever been thought of as less than human,
And more like a novelty to entertain those inquisitive.
And those private conversations,
You conduct in the strictest of confidence...
Soon becomes those whispers gossiped,
With you as the topic on misiformed lips.
You will get over it,
IF there is no attempt to refute innuendos.
Instead...
Be creative.
Start some outlandish rumors of your own making.
Why go it alone?
Add to this spice with equal excitement.
No one will ever know...
How you keep rejuvenating your peace.
Why go it alone?
In your home why be the one up late,
Because of what others say...
Keeps you from a restful sleep.
Be creative.
Add to this spice with equal excitement.
Remember...
No one will ever know...
How you keep rejuvenating your peace.
Or how you manage to appear so youthful!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Excitement You Express is Fantastic
I understand,
In full detail...
Where you have been.
And come from with your logic.
I need not take time to waste mine,
For your updates.
Any patience I once had,
You may have been familiar with...
At a time you fidgited as I taught,
No longer exist...
To give to you in a listening process.
Although,
I will say this...
You make me feel proud.
'Someone' has finally seen 'something'!
Now,
With that said...
Will you remove yourself off my path.
The excitement you express is fantastic.
Keep that.
However...
If you notice my enthusiasm not being as great,
It has been exhausting completing the assignment...
Of opening people's eyes,
From their hypnotizing attachments.
Now,
With 'that' said...
Will you remove yourself off my path.
The excitement you express is fantastic.
Keep that.
You are going to need that.
Plenty of it.
So preserve it.
Trust me!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Excited
I don't know if I'm allowed to write this
But the damage is done, now even if I simply reminisce
This comes to mind, the poem is engraved on my mind, well for now
Engraved and etched in raw emotion
So this I honestly do avow
Talking with you, being with you, no your very presence begins a motion
A turning within my mind, it makes everything exciting
Makes me want to sing
No really
Literally
Even when I talk about random things you make me excited
I just enjoy talking, I just enjoy life, I'm glad you're around
I miss you when you're gone, man even your voice I miss the sound
Even your silence... even excitement or love unrequited
I don't know if this is love, it's excitement... for sure
Man just seeing you makes it harder to endure
The next time we have to part
I wonder if you know, I wonder if you can tell
Or if you think all is well
Even if I dunno if I love you, I dunno if we can be friends, my heart
It doesn't like that
Yeah my heart is wicked but my heart likes you
You just make me excited, other life can be flat
I'm excited but filled with pain and stress too
Because of 'All The Wrongs' about loving
It makes me even forget the excitement at times too
You deserve such sweeter words
But for now, you make me excited.
poem by David Knox
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