There is nothing more imprudent than excessive prudence.
quote by Charles Caleb Colton
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Dear Prudence
Dear prudence, won't you come out to play
Dear prudence, greet the brand new day
The sun is up, the sky is blue
It's beautiful and so are you
Dear prudence won't you come out and play
Dear prudence open up your eyes
Dear prudence see the sunny skies
The wind is low the birds will sing
That you are part of everything
Dear prudence won't you open up your eyes?
Look around round
Look around round round
Look around
Dear prudence let me see you smile
Dear prudence like a little child
The clouds will be a daisy chain
So let me see you smile again
Dear prudence won't you let me see you smile?
song performed by by Beatles
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Dear Prudence
dear prudence, won't you come out to play
dear prudence, greet the brand new day
the sun is up, the sky is blue
it's beautiful and so are you
dear prudence won't you come out and play?
dear prudence open up your eyes
dear prudence see the sunny skies
the wind is low the birds will sing
that you are part of everything
dear prudence won't you open up your eyes?
look around round
look around round round
look around
dear prudence let me see you smile
dear prudence l ike a little child
the clouds will be a daisy chain
so let me see you smile again
dear prudence won't you let me see you smile
song performed by by Our Lady Peace
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We can easily become as much slaves to precaution as we can to fear. Although we can never rivet our fortune so tight as to make it impregnible, we may by our excessive prudence squeeze out of the life that we are guarding so anxiously all the adventurous quality that makes it worth living.
quote by Randolph Bourne
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Excessive sorrow laughs. Excessive joy weeps.
quote by William Blake
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I'm Guided By...Life!
My needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Yes my needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Tonight,
I'm guided by...
Life!
I'm driven by...
Desire!
And finding it right,
Tonight.
Surrender,
I might...
To your delight.
And excited I am...
With you,
Tonight!
And...
Forever.
My needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Yes my needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Tonight,
I'm guided by...
Life!
I'm driven by...
Desire!
And finding it right,
Tonight...
My needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Yes my needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Yes my needs are overheating.
Yes my needs are overheating...
Tonight.
My needs are heating.
Yes my needs are overheating.
Tonight.
My needs are heating.
Yes my needs are overheating.
Tonight,
I'm guded by...
Life!
Tonight,
I'm driven by...
Desire!
Yes my needs are overheating.
Yes my needs are overheating.
Yes my needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Tonight,
My needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Tonight,
My needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Tonight,
My needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Tonight,
I'm guided by...
Life!
I'm driven by...
Desire!
And finding it right,
Tonight!
My needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Yes my needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Tonight...
I am guided by life!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Personal Preference
Prudence acted prudently.
She valued her virginity,
Unlike her fellow student Pearl
who chose to be a party girl.
Prudence was prepared to wait
until she changed her single state
She much preferred matrimony
Although her friend did not agree.
Pearl was convinced life should be fun
Had no regrets for what she’d done
In fact believed her way of life
would make her a much better wife.
When she was ready to get wed.
At least when asked that’s what she said.
Which one was right I do not know
that’s something only time will show.
Prudence chose to remain chaste.
Pearl thought celibacy a waste.
Both could be right quite possibly
What right have I to disagree.
12/07/2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Every one goes astray, but the least imprudent are they who repent the soonest.
I have often met with happiness after some imprudent step which ought to have brought ruin upon me, and although passing a vote of censure upon myself I would thank God for his mercy.
quote by Giacomo Casanova
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Feasting
feasting on silence
a bowl of air
a balloon of emptiness
floating on a mountain
of madness
reckless and
imprudent
i swallow this pride.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Society is a complex and mysterious creation and it's extremely imprudent to believe in the fact it presents you with at a given moment, let alone to consider it the one and only true face.
quote by Vaclav Havel
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Yes, I Said Possessed
I can be lofty and mentally detached.
But with you?
I find no need for that.
I only want to be for you accessible.
Direct and possessed without being excessive.
I can be intelligent.
Or silly without making a bit of sense.
If I choose to do it.
And as long as you accept that,
As a part of me I do not have to prove.
I just want to be me with you that's all.
To role play is outdated.
And I don't know how to be fake.
But if I find you masquerading...
I too can be two faced.
I can be lofty and mentally detached.
But with you?
I find no need for that.
I only want to be for you accessible.
Direct and possessed without being excessive.
Yes.
I said possessed.
With a doing for each other,
The only way we know best.
Yes, I said possessed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Illegal Lust
Excessive illegal lust and of the muse of your love so exposed,
But through the law came free knowledge for all!
And of your throat that is opened like the tomb,
But think twice on this love that you may not sin!
The posion of the asps is under your tongue,
And of the excessive lust that is illegal to your heart;
For all have sinned and have come short of the glory of Yahweh.
Though the laws are beside you, it takes someone to teach you;
And like the 'Gods Book of Eskra',
Where 'Krishna' and 'Sanskrit' stand for 'Christ':
And from the apotheosis of the Roman decree.
Do not men gather grapes from thorns of figs from thistles? !
And of the mixture of righteousness and evil;
For you now lust after the married woman in your neighbourhood.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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What Had Been Touched
When it's time for me to sleep...
With a time for me to sleep.
I'm not that one to push it back.
With a taking of a nap.
Some days I might try to delay it,
With a laying down to do....
And flat on my back.
When it's time for me to sleep...
With a time for me to sleep.
I'm not that one to push it back.
With a taking of a nap.
Some days I might try to delay it,
With a laying down to do...
And flat on my back.
But getting sleep is hard to do.
Like a breakup is too.
And that is realized when someone wanted,
Isn't in bed...
To think about what had been touched,
And...
When it was 'there'.
Ready to share.
When it's time for me to sleep...
With a time for me to sleep.
I'm not that one to push it back.
With a taking of a nap.
Some days I might try to delay it,
With a laying down to do....
And flat on my back.
But getting sleep is hard to do.
Like a breakup is too.
To think about what had been touched,
And when it was 'there'.
With a laying down to do....
And flat on my back.
To think about what had been touched,
And when it was 'there'.
Prepared to share.
With a laying down to do....
And flat on my back.
To think about what had been touched,
And when it was 'there'.
Fighting off frustration.
Some days I might try,
To delay it.
With a laying down to do...
And flat on my back.
To think about what had been touched,
And when it was 'there'.
To think about what had been touched,
And when was it 'there'?
To think about what had been touched,
And when was it 'there'?
To think about what had been touched,
With a wanting to have excessive sensations...
Come back to life.
Come back to life.
With a wanting to have those excessive sensations...
Come back to life.
What had been touched.
Come back to life.
With a wanting to have those excessive sensations...
Come back to life.
What had been touched.
Come back to life.
With a wanting to have those excessive sensations...
Come back to life.
What had been touched.
Come back to life.
What had been touched.
With a wanting to have those excessive sensations...
Come back to life.
Come back to life.
Come back to life.
Come back to life.
With a wanting to have those excessive sensations.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Meaning...
Everything but the spoken word
is aware of its existence:
vegetation, rivers, the stars;
they are centered on nothing else.
They, all, comprise the universe.
Even this imprudent poet
lives it in part, less dignified
within it save benighted
freedom of my talkative mind.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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True Ways Of Knowing
Not an ounce excessive, not an inch too little, out easy reciprocations.
You let me know the way a boat would feel, if it could feel, the intimate support of water.
The news you bring me has been news forever, so that I understand what a stone would say if only a stone could speak. Is it sad a grassblade cannot know how it is lovely?
Is it sad that you can't know, except by hearsay (My gossiping failing words) that you are the way a water is that can clench it's palm and crumple a boat's confiding timbers?
But that's excessive and too little. Knowing the way a circle would describe its roundness, we touch two selves and feel, complete and gentle the intimate support.
The way that flight would feel a bird flying (if it could feel)is the way space that's in a stone that's in water would know itself
If it had our way of knowing.
poem by Norman MacCaig
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Impulsive
He is itching,
To do something to be remembered.
Impulsive.
Imprudent.
And mentally incompetent.
With no social aspects,
To benefit!
He is itching,
To do something to be remembered.
Something to leave his mark!
Something...
Implusive!
That dangers.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There was an Old Person of Chili,
Whose conduct was painful and silly,
He sate on the stairs,
Eating apples and pears,
That imprudent Old Person of Chili.
by Edward Lear from A Book of Nonsense (1846)
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The Creeping Is Of No Intent to Scare
I must warn you that the creeping,
Is of no intent to scare.
I must also say the creaking heard,
On the stairs...
Are from lack of use.
No need to glare at imagined steps...
No one through thin air will be produced.
Relax.
Enjoy.
Would you like a bit of light?
Or a sip of homemade juice.
Hmmm?
Forgive the darkness of my home.
I prefer to view you with my natural eyesight.
Before you are left,
Alone.
Just for a few moments.
Would you like to slip into something more comfortable?
'Yeah!
My car.
It's right outside.
C-ya.
You did say your were eccentric!
But this...
Is too much of a nervous visit.
What in the 'hell' is THAT? '
Why do you wish to leave...
So,
Abruptly?
Prudence?
Prudence?
Where are you?
Did you rub up against,
The leg of our guest?
*Meeeooowww.*
Why are you so naughty?
Hmmm?
Did you detect homophobia?
*Meeeooowww.*
NO?
Then what else could it have been?
No more than ten minutes here,
With me was spent.
Should I or should I not,
Feel offended?
Hmmm...
Perhaps a fear of bats,
Quickened the exit.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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People who have little to do are excessive talkers.