The old fun thing is when somebody typed up the first chapter of War and Peace. And then made a precis of the rest of it and sent it out and only one publisher recognized it.
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(Hope Poem) Clinging On To The Last Bit Of Hope
Writing The Next Chapter,
Always The Next Chapter.
Clinging To The Last Bit Of Hope Knowing It Will Have To Due.
Know The Very Next Day Is Another Follow Through.
Where Is That Day Of Rest?
Where Is That Day Of Success?
A Life Full Of Emptiness.
Completely Monotonous.
Like A Soldier I Keep Putting One Foot In Front Of Next.
I Harbor No I'll Will Or Regret.
But I'm Still Getting Tired Of The Next.
Writing The Next Chapter,
Always The Next Chapter.
Clinging To The Last Bit Of Hope Knowing It Have To Due.
Knowing The End Is Far Beyond My Reach.
Even With All I Got It Means little To Nothing.
Materialistic Is So Unrealistic.
The More You Take The More You Got To Pay.
Maybe Sometime
But For Now I'm Just So Tired Of Next.
Writing The Next Chapter,
Always The Next Chapter.
Clinging To The Last Bit Of Hope Knowing It Will Have To Due.
Take Some Anti Depressants To Spread It Out.
Just Got Make It Again And Again.
Like A Constant Buzzing In My Ear That Just Won't Go Away.
It's Giving Me A Headache.
Think Soon I Just Might Break.
Like An Earthquake Everything Is Starting To Tremble And Shake.
I'm So Tired Of The Next,
But Still I'm Writing The Next Chapter.
Always The Next Chapter.
Clinging On The Last Bit Of Hope Knowing It Will Have Due.
I'm Holding On As Long As Can.
But Slowly I Feeling Less And Less Like A Man.
Just Another Weakling.
And Here Comes The Next,
Oh The Next,
THE VERY NEXT.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Who Would Be A Poet?
Tell me, who would be a poet?
Just think what it entails...
And we know we'll sometimes blow it,
For every writer fails...
To think, that when we're feeling down,
We write to raise a smile,
But then we often have to frown,
Restricted by some style...
Eight syllables, then six below,
That's how I try to write...
Eight syllables to match the flow
Then six to keep it light...
So pretty soon verse three's arranged
Before the poem's done
And then verse four gets somewhat changed,
But don't tell anyone!
Some names get swapped and switched around,
Some placenames, too, replaced...
And suddenly an ending's found
And that has to be phrased...
My, my, it's like a Mystory Tour!
All jumbled jolly stuff,
With heartfelt tales of sweet amour
And that weird thing called lurv...
For thirty years, I've typed and typed
And typed and typed again...
I've either griped or else I've hyped
And emptied every pen...
The Writing Bug's still bugging me...
And yet how much I owe it!
Except no sweetheart's hugging me!
So who would be a poet! ?
Denis Martindale, copyright, October 2011.
poem by Denis Martindale
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Arlington
I never thought that this is where Id settle down
I thought Id die an old man back in my hometown
They gave me this plot of land
Me and some other men
For a job well done
Theres a big white house, sits on a hill, just up the road
The man inside, he cried the day they brought me home
They folded up a flag
And told my mom and dad
Were proud of your son
And Im proud to be on this peaceful piece of property
Im on sacred ground, and Im in the best of company
Im thankful for those thankful for the things Ive done
I can rest in peace, Im one of the chosen ones
I made it to Arlington
I remember Daddy brought me here when I was eight
We searched all day to find out where my granddad lay
When we finally found that cross
He said Son, this is what it costs
To keep us free
Now here I am, a thousand stones away from him
He recognized me on the first day I came in
And it gave me a chill
When he clicked his heels
And saluted me
And Im proud to be on this peaceful piece of property
Im on sacred ground, and Im in the best of company
Im thankful for those thankful for the things Ive done
I can rest in peace, Im one of the chosen ones
I made it to Arlington
And every time I hear twenty-one guns
I know they brought another hero home to us
Were thankful for those thankful for the things weve done
We can rest in peace, cause we are the chosen ones
We made it to Arlington
Yeah, dust to dust
Dont cry for us
We made it to Arlington
song performed by by Trace Adkins
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Arlington
I never thought that this is where Id settle down
I thought Id die an old man back in my hometown
They gave me this plot of land
Me and some other men
For a job well done
Theres a big white house, sits on a hill, just up the road
The man inside, he cried the day they brought me home
They folded up a flag
And told my mom and dad
Were proud of your son
And Im proud to be on this peaceful piece of property
Im on sacred ground, and Im in the best of company
Im thankful for those thankful for the things Ive done
I can rest in peace, Im one of the chosen ones
I made it to Arlington
I remember Daddy brought me here when I was eight
We searched all day to find out where my granddad lay
When we finally found that cross
He said Son, this is what it costs
To keep us free
Now here I am, a thousand stones away from him
He recognized me on the first day I came in
And it gave me a chill
When he clicked his heels
And saluted me
And Im proud to be on this peaceful piece of property
Im on sacred ground, and Im in the best of company
Im thankful for those thankful for the things Ive done
I can rest in peace, Im one of the chosen ones
I made it to Arlington
And every time I hear twenty-one guns
I know they brought another hero home to us
Were thankful for those thankful for the things weve done
We can rest in peace, cause we are the chosen ones
We made it to Arlington
Yeah, dust to dust
Dont cry for us
We made it to Arlington
song performed by by Trace Adkins
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The Book
Have you ever opened a book?
And feel like it’s your life
As you watch each page go pass
You think where did I get lost
Each chapter is an ending
Of what was or what could have been
But each new chapter a beginning
Brings you hope to live again
But the hardest thing in life
Is as you turn each page
You must learn to pass the pain
That lies between the pages
Each chapter a lesson
In life’s little games
Then we smile at ourselves
As we close the last page
To look forward to anew
Of a new chapter in our life’
We smile and nod
At the new book of life
poem by Kaila George
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The Poet's Pride
The publisher
Is the poet's pride
Because the publisher
Reads a lot of manuscripts that are
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poem by Aldo Kraas
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If you want to publish two books a year under your own name and your publisher doesn't, maybe you need a different publisher.
quote by Dean Koontz
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Parody Of “Uncle Ned”
DERE was an old nigger, and him name was Uncle Tom,
And him tale was rather slow;
Me try to read de whole, but me only read some,
Because me found it no go.
Den hang up de auther Mrs. Stowe,
And kick de volume wid your toe—
And dere's no more public for poor Uncle Tom,
He am gone whar de trunk—lining go.
Him tale dribbles on and on widout a break,
Till you hab no eyes for to see;
When I reached Chapter 4 I had got a headache,
So I had to let Chapter 4 be.
Den hang up, etc.
De demand one fine morning for Uncle Tom died,
De tears down Mrs. Stowe's face ran like rain;
For she knew berry well, now dey'd laid him on de shelf,
Dat she'd neber get a publisher again.
Den hang up, etc.
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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Jimmy’s Right
Carter exposed Israel for malfeasance
For violating commitments and borders
For using U.S. made weapons of war
Killing innocent with missiles & mortars
ROTMS
'Palestine: Peace Not Apartheid' (A Book by Jimmy Carter)
News release from Carter publisher;
“Peace will come to Israel and the Middle East only when the Israeli government is willing to comply with international law, with the Road map for Peace, with official American policy, with the wishes of a majority of its own citizens - and honor its own previous commitments - by accepting its legal borders. All Arab neighbors must pledge to honor Israel's right to live in peace under these conditions.'
poem by Ray Lucero
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The publisher has told - you know, if these editors, Andres Martinez and Nick Goldberg, were the least bit honest about this, they would tell you the publisher has told them he wants the editorial page to be conservative.
quote by Robert Scheer
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While writing my first 90 books, I was magazine editor, publisher, book publisher, executive, etc., so I was established in publishing. three of my seven or so books were biographies of sports stars and really opened doors for me in that area.
quote by Jerry B. Jenkins
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Get Some Rest
Getting little rest...
Isn't what's suggested is the best thing.
But...
Once one is committed,
It's difficult to quit.
Like many would would rather sit,
Just to...
Reminisce a bitterness,
Or...
Ignore the taking of those risks,
To...
Excuse the value of it.
And as a bit of a reminder...
Progress isn't made by sitting.
Progress isn't made by quitting.
Progress takes sacrificing,
What is wanted and what one likes.
And...
Progress isn't made by wishing.
Progress isn't made by shrinking...
Away to sneak a taste of cake,
While awaiting for someone else to make.
And...
Progress isn't made by sitting.
No.
Progress isn't made by quitting.
no.
Progress takes sacrificing,
What one wants, prefers and likes.
And,
Getting little rest...
Isn't what's suggested is the best thing.
But...
Once one is committed,
It's difficult to quit.
Like many would would rather sit,
Just to...
Reminisce a bitterness,
Or...
Ignore the taking of those risks,
To...
Excuse the value of it.
And as a bit of a reminder...
Get up and be tough.
Know,
To quit is not the best thing.
But...
Enough is enough.
And...
When it gets too rough,
You can...
Decide to get tougher.
But...
Get your rest.
Remember,
You can't do nuthin without...
Getting some rest.
You've got to,
Get your rest.
You've got to,
Get some rest!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In 1997, the National Bankruptcy Review Commission recommended that chapter 12 of the Federal Bankruptcy Code, the chapter that contains bankruptcy protection for family farmers, be made permanent.
quote by Tim Holden
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXXVII: Peace
If you want to stay here, LIVE in peace
If you can’t do that thing, LEAVE in peace
Before I take the gun, say REST in peace
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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If The Intention For Peace Was Reached
The madness that is there,
And some have declared...
Is for them in the sharing of it!
Is there for them to declare,
Ruin upon humanity.
If it is recognized for what it is,
And attempts are made to prevent...
An existence of it,
Is a legitimate undertaking.
Only,
And if...
It is not presented,
As a natural occurrence.
It isn't!
There is nothing natural,
About the spreading of a disease.
Prevention would not be mentioned,
If the intention for peace was reached.
Conflicts, chaos and division....
Have been made neccessities of life,
By those wishing to inflict,
A desperate attachment they have...
To self destruct!
And those validating a destruction,
To maintain a peace...
Worship the wicked ways of demons.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Peace Activists Grave
The one who loved peace she was buried today
And peace it surrounds her now where she does lay
But a bugler for her the last post did not play
No heroes for peace or it would seem that way.
Though in her honour there never will be a parade
To speak against war she was never afraid
And though patriots did not like what she had to say
For her views such a price she was prepared to pay.
She was a peace activist until her end
And to those who loved peace she was always a friend
Her motto was the one without sin cast the stone
And war was one thing she could never condone.
Though she was one who was quite honourable and brave
No National flag at the peace activists grave
She first saw light of day in nineteen thirty four
And may she now rest in peace forever more.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Peace unto you
We enter this new era on
the wings of the new era
To usher in peace into the heart
of blessed humanity
Peace unto you my brother
Peace unto you my father
Peace unto you my sister
Peace unto you my mother
We open the new chapter
Into the history of mankind
To forget the errors of the past
We meet here determined not
to live until we have corrected
The mistakes of the past
Peace unto you
Who was my oppressor in the past
Peace unto you who was
My torturer yesterday
Peace unto you who was
A sellout to their just cause
Peace unto you who was
The one to pull the trigger
That mowed them down
Peace unto the world
We come together to live
Where there is reconciliation
with justice
We meet to make the world a just
and fair world where all God's
Children are treated with fairness
in the eyes of the law
poem by Ngaka Motaung
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What is Peace? ?
What is peace? ?
Peace is when you care for others,
Peace is when there is no violence in the world,
Peace is much more powerful then evil,
Peace is easily found when you give others what you desire,
Peace is the answer to all the wars in the world,
Peace is when there is unity among all the people,
Peace is when your soul can rest,
Peace is when there is hope of good above,
Peace is when there is love for others,
Peace is when there is acceptance in the world,
Peace is bringing joy to the world,
Peace is in helping others
This is what Peace is,
This and much more!
poem by Uzma Nadeem
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The publisher is a middleman, he calls the tune to which the whole rest of the trade dances; and he does so because he pays the piper.
quote by Geoffrey Faber
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I am a typed director. If I made Cinderella, the audience would immediately be looking for a body in the coach.
quote by Alfred Hitchcock
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