Art consists of limitation. The most beautiful part of every picture is the frame.
quote by G.K. Chesterton
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Empty Picture Frame
An empty picture frame sits upon my desk
Where once upon a time a picture in it did rest
But now the frame stands lifeless and bare
Now it reminds me of a love that once was there.
As in the past the picture brought me happiness and joy
Gave me the reason to live and to write my story
To glance upon and dream of when no one was near
To speak the words of love when them she couldn't hear.
But when she left me I threw her picture away
But I kept that frame to remind me of that day
In remembrance of what she did in and out of my sight
As she was my candle but she blew out that light
So that picture frame I keep it in my plain view
So every time I see it I know what to say and what to do
As once upon a time her picture was in the frame
But now picture is gone but the memories still remain.
poem by Randy McClave
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Picture Picture by Tanya Markova
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture
Picture picture ohh...
Nang gabing masilayan ka...
Dala-dala ko pa
Ang aking lumang camera
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture
Picture picture ohh...
Campus gig noon at nag-aya ang tropa
Maraming bebot ang nagsasayaw
Nang biglang mapansin kita
What a beautiful face
At kinunan kita
What a beautiful face
Angat ka sa iba
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture
What a beautiful
What a beautiful face
I saw her face
Mukha syang taga-a a outerspace
Si Mang Roger ako'y kinalabit
Ang sabi
Halika na balot muna
Bago ka mag-konica
Na seramika gawa sa pabrika
Lagot ka na ang kamera may mahika
Ano ang lohika kung bat nahilo ka
Mekaniko si Moniko ng makina ni Monika
What a beautiful face
Bigla kang nawala
What a beautiful face
Ako'y natulala
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture
What a beautiful
What a beautiful face
Meron syang look alike na
Meron syang look alike na
Meron syang look alike na
Meron syang look alike na
Meron syang look alike na
Meron syang look alike na
Meron syang look alike na
Mekaniko si Moniko ng makina ni Monika
What a beautiful face
O nasaan ka na
What a beautiful face
Hinahanap-hanap ka
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture
What a beautiful
What a beautiful face...
poem by Shi Yelami
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Picture Frames
Picture frames that enclose the art
make the art stand out.
If the frame is not just right
better to do without.
For the artist had in their mind
what the frame should be.
But the framer who made the frame
did not know what the art would be.
So acquiring the knack of pairing them
is a talent all its own.
The picture itself cannot speak out
but it has always known
what its frame should be.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Inside the pictures frame
Inside the pictures frame
~
Light breaks in the picture frame
A morning caught over a lake
Or a maidens beautiful smile
The sun cutting through the trees
Shadows falling away
A story begins in every picture
A tale waits to be told
The sound of laughter begins
In a memory of sweet joy
Light breaks in the picture frame
A moment captured for posterity
That the world is held
To forever look upon this scene
Feel its warmth, enjoy its memory
A new day beginning
A maiden or a child’s smile
Kept inside the pictures frame
Where a light forever breaks
poem by Matthew Holloway
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The directing of a picture involves coming out of your individual loneliness and taking a controlling part in putting together a small world. A picture is made. You put a frame around it and move on. And one day you die. That is all there is to it.
quote by John Huston
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Once Upon A Time
Once upon a time, I made a
silhouette,
Placed it in a picture frame,
So I would not forget,
Many years it stayed there,
Behind glass, with tender
care.
Then one day, I looked,
The picture frame was bare.
Like a fairy tale, came true,
My eyes were full of you.
poem by Heather Burns
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Picture Of A Little Boy
I have a lovely picture
Set in a golden frame;
A picture of a little boy,
I do not know his name.
He's sitting by a waggon,
Upon an old car-tyre;
To know just what he's thinking
Would be my heart's desire.
He seems so small and helpless,
And troubled in his mind;
But one, more cute than he,
I doubt that you could ever find.
His hair is blonde and beautiful,
His eyes the deepest blue;
He sits there like 'The thinker'
Debating what to do.
I love this little picture
That's hanging on my wall;
This picture of a little boy
So young and very small;
He looks a perfect mixture
Of two boys that I once knew;
Just sitting in time's window,
And I am looking through.
Written Oct 1994
poem by John Carter Brown
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The limitation upon this mode of promoting peace lies in the fact that it consists in an appeal to the civilized side of man, while war is the product of forces proceeding from man's original savage nature.
quote by Elihu Root
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Home For Summer
It's hard for me to comprehend
Holding on with broken hands
But who will understand
Wallow in the acid rain
What's in store for us today
It's never gonna feel the same
I'm waiting for an angel now
To carry me above the clouds
Cause it's a long way home for the summer
And it's a long way up without a ladder
It's a long way home
And it's a long way down
Swallowing the bitter taste
Trying to find a remedy
Before the crystal breaks
Looking at a picture show
Frame by frame you see us grow
To something you don't know
You're trying to find a reason now
Behind a face, you see a child
It's a long way home for the summer
And it's a long way up without a ladder
And it's a long way home
And it's a long way down
Life's a picture show
Frame by frame we grow
song performed by by Feeder
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Plan of Creation
Life's terms, life's rules.
Rules made up by life,
But not the creator of life.
Life tries to challenge the rules of the creator.
It tries to change the rules of the creator.
But the creator can never be changed.
Nor can His rules.
He should never be challenged.
His wisdom and knowledge is the design.
For I am not the designer.
I am merely a part of the plan.
Of the overall design.
A beautiful creation, by a beautiful creator.
My mind is my cage, my box.
To live outside the box is to be truly free.
The creator's creation is creative.
But I am only a piece of the puzzle.
A puzzle is many pieces, that creates a big picture.
For I am not the big picture,
I am merely just a part of it.
I am not the beginning.
I am not the end.
I am just something in between.
I am stuck in the middle.
And there is no place I would rather be.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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You can see my decision as either a distinctive factor or as a limitation. I don't feel it is a limitation.
quote by Ennio Morricone
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The Dance
See the picture in the hall
Framed in magic on the wall
Aint it funny how it glows
Whats on the inside
No one knows
What makes this picture
So inviting
To those who stand outside it
Maybe its the dancers
Or maybe its the dance
The dancer dances
Thousands fill the gallery
They pay their price to see a dream
They can make believe for free
Two hours worth of fantasy
Maybe they pretend
The pictures them
Or maybe they just love
To sit and blend
Tonight the picture has no frame
Colours unleash and float away
To each and everyone of you
Tonight the spirit brings the news
You become a part of it all
Thousands turn to one in the hall
You become the dancer
And we become the dance
The dancer dances
The dancer dances
The dancer dances
And we become the dancer
And you become the dance
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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A morning poem for the muse
A morning poem for the muse
~
Every morning I wake
I picture you beautiful
Like the rising sun
You bring light to my life
A new beginning to my soul
If I forget to say it
Always let it be known
You are beautiful
Kind of heart and nature
A loving friend
A soul companion
What more could I ask
Than all that you are
I picture you each morning
To see you beautiful
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Words are beautiful but restricted. They're very masculine, with a compact frame. But voice is over the dark, the place where there's nothing to hang on: it comes from a part of yourself that simply knows, expresses itself, and is.
quote by Jeff Buckley
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My Private Movie
pretty girls are all around
I'm looking up and down
Till my view finder
Finds you in the sand
Zoom in till you fill the frame
You're driving me insane
And the way you're acting's tellin me you feel the same
Everything you do
Everything you say
The sunlight on your body is working for me
Take after take
Watching every move you make
There's only one thing that's missing
(chorus)
Picture me all over you
Picture you all over me
Baby you're the star in my private movie
You're stealing the love scene
Right out of my dream
We see the sun come up
The violins are playing
Girl we're making love
In my private movie
Cut to a desert isle
Surrounded by the deep blue sea
Fade to a picture of your lips kissing me
Waves are crashing as our love runs free
Let the rhythm take us from here to eternity
Oh baby
Can we make this real
Autograph my heart
And you know how you feel
(you know how you feel)
Cos you know it's true
Girl you're my fantasy
There's only one thing missing, oh yeah
(repeat chorus)
Since i saw your face
I've never been the same
Now it's only you i think of
Slow motion
Frame by frame
Picture me all over you
And all over me
Baby you're the star
Picture me all over you
Picture you all over me
Straight out of my private movie
Your're stealing the love scene
Right out of my dream
(repeat chorus)
Spoken:
Check it out
(my private movie)
Cut to a desert isle
Surrounded by the deep blue sea
(my private movie)
My private movie
Check it out
song performed by by Westlife
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Turning Inward
Turning inward
one can see
how it's really
meant to be.
Voices whispering,
soft a name
a silhouette in
a picture frame.
A butterfly winging
its way
searching for a
better day.
Turning inward
one will know
just liking watching
a picture show.
poem by Heather Burns
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Photograph
If you want beautiful, pitiful, have me in a picture
And if you want make me dance, throw me round spin upon your finger
Blind labors the blind and I am unwilling to uncover my eyes
And if you want take your time rifle through, find a very nice one
If theres a crease in my face over time, theres plenty more where that came from
Words, frozen, will thaw when I am wasted, I am better shut up
And a frame is quite confining, hang me up...hang me up
Im in the photograph
When Im alone and the world is a fist, I am weightless
A universe, gravitate, orchestrate, I am fearless
And spin, the sky surrounding free from all the picture perfect
And spin the sky surrounding, larger than life, meanwhile
song performed by by Verve Pipe
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The career of a politician mainly consists in making one part of the nation do what it does not want to do, in order to please and satisfy the other part of the nation.
quote by Auberon Herbert
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To His Excellency The Lord Carteret.
The Picture strikes--'tis drawn with won d'rous Art;
Well has the Poet play'd the Painter's Part.
Tho' 'tis your Glory, yet, my Lord, I own,
I grieve the Features fit yourself alone.
But know, tho' All agree the Picture's yours,
'Tis Steadiness alone your Claim secures.
With Pleasure now your Image you furvey;
But should you from the Rules of Virtue stray,
Should e'er degrading Vice deform your Frame,
You'd start, like Io from the crystal Stream.
When Kneller has display'd, with matchless Grace,
The fleeting Glories of Clarinda's Face;
She sighs, to think how Time will soon devour
The lovely Bloom, which gives her now such Pow'r:
But yours, a Likeness of a nobler Kind,
Displays the deathless Beauties of the Mind:
Be it your Glory to surpass the Paint,
And make the finish'd Picture look too faint.
Why is he hid, who, with such matchloss Art,
Calls forth the Graces that adorn your Heart?
True Poets in their deathless Lays should live,
And share that Immortality they give.
poem by Mary Barber
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Life Vs Mylife
LIFE
IS HAPPY AND GOOD
MY LIFE
IS FULL OF SHAME AND REGRET
LIFE
CONSISTS OF EVERYONE
MY LIFE
CONSISTS OF ONLY ME
LIFE
CONSISTS OF LIFE
MY LIFE
CONSISTS OF DEATH AND PAIN
LIFE
TOLD ME WHAT I KNOW NOW
MY LIFE
HELPED ME BELIEVE IT
LIFE
TAUGHT ME TO BE STRONG
MY LIFE TAUGHT ME TO BECOME IT
LIFE
IS THE SUBJECT
MY LIFE
IS THE REASON
LIFE
TOLD ME TO FIGHT
MY LIFE
TOLD ME TO GIVE UP
LIFE
THOUGHT I ACTUALLY WOULD GIVE UP
MY LIFE
KEPT ME STRONG FOR ME, MY FAMLY, MY NIECE (RIP) , AND MY FRIENDS
LOVE THE POETIC PRINCESS
poem by Michole Petersen
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