As a kid I quite fancied the romantic, Bohemian idea of being an artist. I expect I thought I could escape from the difficulties of maths and spelling. Maybe I thought I would avoid the judgement of the establishment.
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Judgement Of A Word
Global internet on line
American spelling machine?
When searching online
will flag British judgement
as spelling incorrect
will insist on US judgment
yet is this judgement correct?
Both judgment and judgement
occur with equal frequency set?
One spelling English one American
what a bother when both are correct?
Will you your online dictionary update?
Your own personal ‘judgment call' abridgment?
This choice spelling inconsistencies will assist?
Still wondering why the two spellings resist?
To this question trade English American
politics dark flavours a colonial twist?
War of 1812 sabres parent British patron.
Oxford English Dictionary preferred
judgement a war of words is absurd.
1812 fosters nationalism independent.
Judgement remained form sanctioned
in the Bible in new Revised Version.
Older English spelling recommended.
Shakespeare plays judgment US spelt.
Judgement rules British English text.
Rule is spell consistently either is best.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The winner
When one loses
Hope
A positive thought
Revives it
When one is full of
Hope
A negative thought
Loses it
When one is defeated
If one thinks
I can do it
One can taste victory
A thought derived from
Introspection
Changes
Deeds and behavior
Of a person
A careful thought
Can avoid difficulties
A balanced thought
Can give justice
In the battle of life
One who thinks
Rationally, objectively
Honestly, positively
Passionately, correctly
In all possibilities
Is likely to emerge
As the winner
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poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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When You Rush To Judgement
You have no idea,
What you've done.
You have no idea...
None.
You have no idea,
What you've done.
You have no idea...
Not a one.
Oh, oh, oh...
When you rush to judgement,
Your emotions are your worst enemy.
When you rush to judgement,
Your emotions are your worst enemy.
When you rush to judgement,
Your emotions are your worst enemy.
When you rush to judgement.
Oh, oh, oh...
When you rush to judgement.
To pass your judgements,
When you rush to judgement.
You have no idea,
What you've done.
You have no idea...
None.
You have no idea,
What you've done.
You have no idea...
Not a one.
When you rush to judgement,
You have no idea.
No idea.
None.
When you rush to judgement,
No one has an idea...
What they've done.
When you rush to judgement,
What one does...
Affects more than one.
When you rush to judgement.
When you rush to judgement.
You have no idea,
What you've done.
You have no idea...
None.
Oh, oh, oh...
When you rush to judgement,
Your emotions are your worst enemy.
When you rush to judgement,
Your emotions are your worst enemy.
When you rush to judgement,
Your emotions are your worst enemy.
When you rush to judgement.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Who Wonders About Spellings?
who wonders about spellings?
judgement made and judgment passed
a word application flags judgement
as an incorrect spelling
but a rolling stone gathers no moss
search the word online
a kiwi familiar with both
British and American spellings
instantly searches in mind
both judgement and judgment
occur with seemingly equal frequency
one English the other American?
Dictionary English
Dictionary American
Program setting in computer?
What a bother!
If both are OK
on differing sides of pond?
Yes Yes you guess
you could...
updat your dictionary?
by adding
the 'judgement'
spelling
but doing
so might
lend
it will it will
assistance...
to spelling
inconsistencies
a certain probability
yes yes a 'judgment call'
your wondering
why the two spellings?
now your saying
you would have to say
British spelling is judgement
American spelling is judgment
now your quoting
early twentieth century?
when H. W. Fowler
was writing
his influential
book on usage
a personal opinion
the spelling judgment
was research evidently
being used
by a lot
of British writers?
It is the British spelling
it is the British rule
for all British spellings!
All American writers
use American spellings
unless living in Britain?
Canada Australia
New Zealand India
Commonwealth nations?
according to Fowler
'modern usage'
favored judgment?
nevertheless
Fowler and the OED
preferred judgement?
What rot old bean
Henry Watson Fowler
was an English schoolmaster
a lexicographer
and commentator
on the usage
of the English language
notable for both achievements
'A Dictionary of Modern English Usage'
and work on the 'Concise Oxford Dictionary'
described by 'The Times'
as 'a lexicographical genius'
he was English following
English spellings
English rules
pure simple or researched
how bizarre to come so far from
judgement to judgment made
but for a different spin read on in
judgements of a poet fanciful made
when waxing romantic artful
'When Soul Walked Night Visions'
when waxing playful insightful delightful
'A Desire To Know Deep Meanings'
explores shift changes in dictionaries made
or knock upon histories door for origins
'Dr Samuel Johnson's Dictionary Masterpiece'
cross channel 'Webster's American Spellings'
final 'Judgement Of A Word' brings us
full circle global internet on line spellings
to swiftly search out basic online meanings
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Very Last Thought
What is the very last thought
that will cross my mind?
Drawing last breath, that thought
not anyone will find.
I'll take it with me
and let it inspire me
to keep me soaring high,
higher than the deep blue sky.
The thought alone is filled with love.
It will not break apart.
It will escape the body I leave behind
and seek a brand new start.
That thought will find its way
and travel to where you'll be
and when it finds its dsetination
that thought will become me.
The question in my last thought
will most probably be
whether or not you'll recognize
that the thought contains me?
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Mechanical difficulties with language are the outcome of internal difficulties with thought.
quote by Elizabeth Bowen
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The Very Thought Of You
-artist: nat king cole
-words and music by ray noble
-charted in 1934 by ray noble (#1) and bing crosby (#11)
-charted in 1944 by vaughn monroe (#19)
-sung by doris day in the 1950 film man with a horn
-charted in 1961 by little willie john (#61)
-charted in 1964 by rick nelson (#26)
The very thought of you and I forget to do
The little ordinary things that everyone ought to do
Im living in a kind of daydream
Im happy as a king
And foolish though it may seem
To me thats everything
The mere idea of you, the longing here for you
Youll never know how slow the moments go till Im near to you
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
Its just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
The mere idea of you, the longing here for you
Youll never know how slow the moments go till Im near to you
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
Its just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
song performed by by Nat King Cole
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The Lack of Inspiration is Inspiration Enough
One touch;
One thought;
One thought fragment..
It's enough to spark the flame
Soon becoming a conflagration
Tearing through my veins
And burning at my finger tips
Until I type the
One poem
That releases the sparks that day generated
But there is always going to be
One time
That series of uneventful events
Where you can predict the unpredictable,
The inspiration is uninspired,
And previous ideas aren't important
An idea is only relevant if it is being thought upon
And every waking morning is an idea,
A flicker of inspiration,
Waiting to be that
One thought fragment;
One thought;
One touch..
poem by Maylee Bossy
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x21-Escape
-Jane Spencers
Why still cry? I chose to die,
I should have smiles tonight.
This place is none for bitter lies,
I thought i chose what's right.
I thought that death is an escape
from pain and all my fears.
I thought that death is all but peace,
but here, peace never cares.
I thought that pain would die with me,
that tears have no place here.
But pain endures...and tears endure;
eternal may they be?
I dreamed, i thought...i always thought
that death could set me free.
I wish I could just die again,
or lose my memory.
Are souls eternal? Is this my fate?
I hunger so for life.
Am I forever bound by death?
I thought it's my escape.
poem by Jessel Jane Tevar
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An Idea
An Idea can change the world, how many
things can be done from an idea, every piece
of object was an idea, sense the beginning of
time idea was the first thought created in the
mind, an idea is what surround’s every being.
But an idea is still only an idea and it can't be
felt, you cannot touch an idea or kiss it, or hold it,
ideas do not bleed or feel pain or love, an idea
cannot be seen or heard, its created in our thoughts,
but then again an idea can become real. An idea
can be what ever you which it to be, an idea can
be destructive, an idea can be brilliant, I've seen
people get killed in the name of ideas, ideas,
we walk around with a little
light bulb blinking in our thoughts, ideas.
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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Hopeless Romantic
i should've thought twice
but i didn't so when agony was in my heart
it stopped to take a slice
now i'm falling apart.
i guess i am, i guess you could call me
a hopeless romantic
love isdragging me down, baby
and my heart is in panic.
i thought i could trust her
but damn, i was wrong
well i can do better
so long.
pain followed close behind
as i approached love's light
love is blind
but it's not out of sight.
i tried to find you
while i thought i had healed
because i thought i loved you
but the truth had been revealed.
you don't return the love
but now my heart is no longer frantic
i suppose i'll have to look elsewhere for love
i suppose i'm a hopeless romantic.
poem by Alex Manson
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Financial Counseling
Don't you find it remarkable,
That those you labelled undesirable...
With a moving away from them decades ago,
Are now the ones most qualified...
To purchase your foreclosed home?
And you and the others,
Were booted out of most of them.
While from other homes,
They seem to be taking their time moving in.
'I thought you were here to provide me with,
Financial counseling.
Not teach me history.
I wish not to hear none of this.
With a lesson you believe I need to get.'
You are right.
Forgive me for that 'over zealous' insight.
I just thought in providing you financial counseling...
Being aware of 'your' history,
Might avoid you making similar judgement calls...
In your future.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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He who proclaims the existence of the Infinite, and none can avoid it — accumulates in that affirmation more of the supernatural than is to be found in all the miracles of all the religions; for the notion of the Infinite presents that double character that forces itself upon us and yet is incomprehensible. When this notion seizes upon our understanding we can but kneel ... I see everywhere the inevitable expression of the Infinite in the world; through it the supernatural is at the bottom of every heart. The idea of God is a form of the idea of the Infinite. As long as the mystery of the infinite weighs on human thought, temples will be erected for the worship of the Infinite, whether God is called Brahma, Allah, Jehovah, or Jesus; and on the pavement of these temples, men will be seen kneeling, prostrated, annihilated by the thought of the Infinite.
quote by Louis Pasteur
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The Very Thought Of You
The very thought of you
And I forget to do
The little ordinary things
That everyone ought to do
I'm living in a kind of daydream
I'm happy as a king and foolish
Though it may seem to me
That's everything
The mere idea of you
The longing here for you
You'll never know
How slow the moments go
Till I'm near to you
I see your face in every flower
You eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you my love
The mere idea of you
The longing here for you
You'll never know
How slow the moments go
Till I'm near to you
I see your face in every flower
You eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you my love
The very thought of you my love
The very thought of you my love
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Fear Of Being Intimate...Again
I'd never thought as I aged,
I would feel 'more' romantic.
Maybe it is because I hadn't had that in years.
And my fear of being intimate...again,
Speeds quickly to a fade these days.
It is fun as well as frightening too.
I am no longer a child.
I am well into my 60's too!
Who knew it would be like this?
Living alone and happily single.
Then 'whoa'...
What IS this?
I am wishing to be intimate?
In a relationship?
I thought I had donated my feelings...
When I sent them packing and they went away?
I'd never thought as I aged,
I would feel 'more' romantic.
Maybe it is because I hadn't had that in years.
You know...
THAT?
Someone around just to nag?
Maybe I am going through a 'phase'...
And will soon wake up,
Before I find I have done something quite foolish.
Like commit...
To a delusion.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Better Idea
He hung the moon
Raised the sun
Made the lions walk
And the rivers run
Then he sat down, looked around
And thought a bit
Said, its all good but that aint quite it
So with his mighty hand he created man
And then
Chorus
He had a better idea
A much better idea
He made an angel like sweet perfume
A heavenly smile, someone who
Can light up a room with a heart so true
I thank God he created me
But when I look at you I see
He had a better idea
Thought Id have to face
This world alone
Just walk through life
Without a hand to hold
And I accepted that
I said in fact it might be nice
To live my way
Now thats paradise
Be he knew all along
I was wrong
Repeat chorus (2x)
He had a better idea
God had a better idea
song performed by by Diamond Rio
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Bad Thought
Where should I put my bad thought?
Should I place it in the front of the eyes
Or should I keep it on the back of the head
How should I deal my grim thought?
Should I ignore it completely
Or should I follow it without mercy
What should I do with my dark thought?
Should I take a breath and let it blow
Or should I hang on to feel danger
When should I leave my gloomy thought?
Should I escape before it conquers
Or should I purify it with all efforts
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Running Away
I ran away from my home.
To the place where I was never born.
Never seen the place.
Never been there.
I put my first step there.
Initially, I was scared.
But later on I was able to overcome my fear.
I don't know whether I am right or wrong.
It does not matter now.It's all gone.
I don't know what I was thinking
But right now my time is wasting.
I should have thought not to go away.
But right now I am far away.
I thought running away was good idea.
Now, it's bad idea.
poem by Yash Pradhan
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Beautiful Thought
Beautiful thought
I had.
Beautiful thought
I dreamed.
Beautiful thought,
pulled from obscurity
dwells in me.
Beautifully aching,
testing limits of control
pushing,
assaulting my conscience,
taking its toll.
Beautiful thought
I had.
Beautiful thought
I dreamed.
This thought
that plagues, torments,
over joys, frees me
perhaps is
key.
This thought that came
of love inspiring love
came gently, softly,
slowly, costly
it may be
beauty
That inspires an artist
in his craft,
or humor that
inspires one
to laugh.
Perhaps intrigue
inspires one
to learn.
But love,
only love,
inspires love
in return.
Beautiful thought
I had.
Beautiful thought
I dreamed.
That love given
has inspired
me.
© Jillian Scott 2008
poem by Jillian Scott
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There Won't Be an America
Children, I yearn forgiveness
for my supposition
i thought no harm in neglect
or abused position
Children, there won't be a home
there won't be an america to escape to
i thought no harm in sleeping in the rain
or letting old dogs die so the new would bite
children
there won't be an america to escape to
in all the world, they want for peace
america was the homestead
children
there won't be an america to escape to
there will only be one world to escape from
one america to run from
one big godless form
children
poem by Annie Cordelia Adams
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