Writing has laws of perspective, of light and shade just as painting does, or music. If you are born knowing them, fine. If not, learn them. Then rearrange the rules to suit yourself.
quote by Truman Capote
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We are born knowing nothing and with much striving we learn but a little; yet all the while we are bound by laws that hearken to no plea of ignorance, and measure out their rewards and punishments with calm indifference.
quote by Paul Elmer More
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Fantasy is totally wide open; all you really have to do is follow the rules you've set. But if you're writing about science, you have to first learn what you're writing about.
quote by Octavia Butler
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Two schools of thought.
.
The lady chose to take offence
Although I said she wrote fine prose
She may not know the difference
between poetry and prose
She thought that she wrote poetry
But what she wrote was free form prose.
I offered no apology
It was not my fault that she chose.
Not to learn the basic rules
defining prose and poetry
Two very different writing schools
in which to show your artistry.
The so called experts can’t agree
and coined the term poetic prose.
Though writing cannot possible
be classed as poetry and prose.
If it’s not metered it is prose
no matter how poetical.
But you’re entitled to compose.
Fine prose and call it poetry.
Though I suggest respectfully
you should be proud of writing prose.
As some do most successfully.
But it was poetry I chose
Thursday,11 March 2010
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Anyanwu
You and i were made but,
Why are we here?
You and i were made but,
We are here to learn to be perfect on this earth.
Life is how you make it,
But according to the rules of the Creator than mankind;
Yet still, what is the meaning of life?
Of the days of my dreams and,
Of the peace taken over by the wars around us;
Are you sleeping alone? Then, think twice.
Learn from the rules of the laws around you and,
Try to achieve victories than empty words;
For there is a higher power out there than that of mankind.
The knowledge of life are with rules and,
The stream returns again to where it came from;
So, do keep my love at bay with your sweet aroma.
Anyanwu, come into my Oval Office;
For all the streams flow into the sea but,
The sea is still never full.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Forever his eyes can see.....
Painting beautiful words and painting with words,
Painting an ugly portrait with a hidden beauty,
Portraiture means, sometimes, silent poetry,
And other times, means a flower blossoming,
A miracle and a privilege,
Or just beauty beyond the words.
With tears like drops of rain, with tears in the rain,
Portraiture is an ice cube in the water of colors,
Floating on the river of time....
Sweet thoughts of the portraitist are coming to light,
Becoming creative and insightful realities...
He's always angry with himself, but he's never hating himself,
When he wants to be a witness, who testifies the truth.
He, sometimes, becomes frustrated, while he is living with his faith
And his divine malignant fever means writing poems,
Which are born, sometimes, from his obsessions with music.
It is about that kind of music,
Which is torturing his dreams throughout the night
And makes the weight of his loneliness to creep inside.
Behind his soul's door, always the loved souls
Can hear his musical notes...
His poetical lines are other times immense pools of light,
In which the readers wet their thoughts
To see the eyes of the Father, in that spiritual Earth paradise,
Where all souls stand as equals....
To see the eyes of the Father, in that spiritual Earth paradise,
Where forever his eyes can see.....
dedicated to our poet Eyan Desir
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Its Up To You
This song was first released on the back home again album. it is the only album it has been released on.
You can do whatever you want to do
Wherever you want to go its up to you
And wouldnt it be fine
Following your heart, playing your own part
You and me out on a farm, let the sun be our alarm
Kickin off your shoes, doin what we choose
And wouldnt it be fine
Knowing that your mine anytime you want to be
But I dont want to own you
I just want to hold you
I dont want to need you
I just like to see you smile and stay for awhile
And if the times get rough, being free might be enough
To see us through the storm and keep our feelings warm
And wouldnt it be fine
Looking back and knowing that we helped each other find
You can do whatever you want to do
Wherever you want to go its up to you
And wouldnt it be fine
Following your heart knowing from the start
Its up to you
Its up to you
Its up to you
Words and music by steve weisberg
song performed by by John Denver
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Canditaes for Heaven
Practice the Laws of the Creator and be ready for the rules of heaven!
For the very Laws are always closer to you and,
You have to obey them to be part of the canditates for heaven! !
And be wise enough to overcome the rules of Satan on this earth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Writing requires a great deal of skill, just like painting does. People don't want to learn those skills.
quote by John Milius
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I never saw an ugly thing in my life for let the form of an object be what it may - light, shade, and perspective will always make it beautiful.
quote by John Constable
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I never saw an ugly thing in my life: for let the form of an object be what it may - light, shade, and perspective will always make it beautiful.
quote by John Constable
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I never saw an ugly thing in my life: for let the form of an object be what it may, - light, shade, and perspective will always make it beautiful.
quote by John Constable
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Born To Be Free! ! !
Born to be free! ! !
But, the obstacles of this world have engulfed themselves all around me.
Born to be free! ! !
But hatred had been the main cause being practised by mankind than love.
Born to be free! ! !
But, mankind had introduced what is called racism all around us.
Born to be free! ! !
But, mankind is not ready to accept the positive laws of the Creator.
Born to be free! ! !
But, there are wars everywhere on this earth.
Born to be free! ! !
But, you've hated me already in your heart without any reason.
Born to be free! ! !
But, earth's own problems are more than i can bare.
Born to be free! ! !
But, what i know is not what the Babylon System is teaching me.
Born to be free! ! !
But, the painter of tomorrow has no brush in his or her hand today.
Born to be free! ! !
But, when will the world learn to live in peace?
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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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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Into The Sun
Rising, setting, been trying to get into the sun, yeah.
Wanting, getting, gonna get more, baby, when Im done.
All my life I had been waiting, then you turn me on.
Now therell be no hesitating, Im getting into the sun.
Growing, knowing, you learn more everyday, yeah.
Needing, succeeding, sun, dont go away.
Things are changing for the better, now Im not afraid.
Ill be writing you a letter, cause I just got paid.
Growing, knowing, you learn more everyday, yeah.
Needing, succeeding, sun, dont go away.
Things are changing for the better, now Im not afraid.
Ill be writing you a letter, cause I just got paid.
song performed by by Grand Funk Railroad
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I Hear Music
Frank loesser / burton lane
I hear music
Mighty fine music
The murmur of a morning breeze up there
The rattle of the milkman on the stair
Sure thats music
Mighty fine music
The singing of a sparrow in the sky
The perking of the coffee right near by
Thats my favorite melody
You my angel, phoning me
I hear music
Mighty fine music
And anytime I think my world is wrong
I get me out of bed and sing this song
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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The Journey Of Music
music is all around the world
in cultures, holidays, everyday activities
but music is also in your mind
when i listen to music i think about life in different ways depending on the mood of the song
i imagine myself in a different perspective
music is a journey, music is a message, to all music is their life
poem by Luke Weinberg
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We have as many planes of speech as does a painting planes of perspective which create perspective in a phrase. The most important word stands out most vividly defined in the very foreground of the sound plane. Less important words create a series of deeper planes.
quote by Konstantin Stanislavisky
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Our Rules
We each live by our rules,
the ones engraved within us,
the rules we will never break
no matter what disasters
may fall upon us.
They are not the rules
others make in the way of laws,
but the ones we make for ourselves.
We never cheat on our friends
for to do so is to cheat ourselves.
Never rob those closest to our heart,
for to do so is something
ourselves can never forgive.
Simple rules we always stick by
as they bring the contentment
other see in our eyes.
(5 July 2011)
poem by David Harris
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Illogical?
there will always be rules
that is why
there will always be
violations
there will always be laws
and so the criminals
exist
there will always be corruption
because we make it so
destroy the laws
erase the rules
make corruption
a way of life
let anarchy rule
let us see
who wins this game
legalize corruption
do there will be no
crime
have a bidding
of the election
so there will be
no vote-buying
this may be illogical
but these are all real
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Perspective
I need perspective cos Im facing the wall
I need perspective cos Im not that tall
I need perspective heard the trumpet call
Dont trust my eyes want to know where things fall
I need perspective party time for the newly wed
I need perspective colours ran as the images bled
I need perspective like confetti on the flower bed
Dont trust my eyes priest crying hes got fire in his head
Oh gaia, if thats your name
Treat you like dirt, but I dont want to blame
Oh gaia, the wind heats the fire and blows the ash away
I need perspective sitting in a long long hall
I need perspective staring at the white white wall
I need perspective waiting for the phone to call
Dont trust my eyes theres one thing Ive got to tell you all
I need perspective to see through red red skies
I need perspective to carry merchandise
I need perspective I dont trust my eyes
Dont trust my eyes and I dont like surprise
Oh gaia, etc
I used to be industrial giant
Sitting in a garden full of chemical plant
Trying very hard to get you off my mind
Acting like any man
Taking you for everything I can
Just the same, the same as all my kind
-- so blind
I need perspective
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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