It sounded good. It was a story that Victor Conte told me to use. I was contacted by Dr. Goldman, and that's how the story came about. And that was my first time ever meeting, or speaking, to Dr. Goldman.
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I Have Tried Without Success
I have tried without success
All messages to write,
But words that I do express
Do not come out right.
So help me to rebuild my life
With you at my side,
And let us see
Whether we can be
Good friends and more besides.
Please reply to this missive
And make a friend today,
And let us hope that we can
Be together for another day.
Copyright © Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 12 October 2003
poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet
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I'm not sure exactly what Victor told Dr. Goldman, but I don't think he fully knew what was going on... I think he was really oblivious. I don't think he knew.
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Lest We Forget The Holocaust
Yad Vashem and Beth Shalom
Are there to educate everyone
About How Six Million Jews were killed
And these Memories in all must be instilled,
Lest we forget and again allow,
Other Holocausts to take a bow.
The Happenings in Nazi Lands,
And others in more recent times,
Of Mass Murders by tyrants great,
Must never give others a similar fate.
The Holocaust Education Trust,
By us, all to be funded is a must,
So we can educate the World,
As this History must be told,
To Young and Old, in the future and now,
And they must all be told how
People allowed these events to occur,
By Tyrants who with others did concur.
Copyright © Jonathan [JGthepoet] Goldman - 12 November 2005
poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet
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Oh, Wonderous Sight, My Love Divine,
For my Darling Wife, Lili
Oh, wondrous sight, my love divine,
I linger for your touch.
How can you leave me so tonight
When we do mean so much?
To be with you was meant to be
Not soon, but, here and now.
I yearn to be close to you,
So call and tell me how.
These thoughts do ramble through my mind
They do not go away,
For mystery fair, you are always there
Forever and a day.
Copyright © Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 29 August 2003
poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet
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My Outgoing Ansaphone Message In Verse
This Quick-Witted Poet cannot take the phone,
He is writing another poem, all on his own,
So, please leave your name,
And, a short message too,
And when he has finished,
He will call you.
Please don't be offended,
Do not be displeased,
But please, leave your number for him,
To return your call with ease.
Copyright © Yisroel Yonatan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 10 October 2005
poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet
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Creation Renewed
The dawn doth break across the sky
With colours all to see.
The sun doth shine on all the world,
The day doth start for me.
The streets alive with people come,
The bustle starts anew.
G-D's creation can be seen
By me and all of you.
Copyright (c) Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 19 October 2003
poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet
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Myasthenia Gravis
In times of darkness I have found
When illness numbs my brain,
I open my mind to HIS thoughts
And I can see again.
When my Myasthenia rears its head,
And I de-stabilise,
It is HIS test of my Faith
That I do realise.
HE will stabilise me soon,
But only when HE's ready,
For rushing healing will not do,
And I must take things steady.
Copyright © Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 20 October 2003
poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet
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Bedtime Story
I'm going to tell you a bed time story
it's the one my Grandpa told long ago to me.
But the bed time story I will tell you tonight
will become a part of, now your families history!
It will tell of the days of covered wagons
that once rolled across the prairies green!
And tales of hunting and fishing
you will invision all of my story telling scenes.
Of indians and cowboys!
around the camp fires and hunting buffalo!
And homes built from the lands trees
and those fields, that the farmers plows tilled to grow.
I will tell you a bed time story
that you will tell your own children one day!
I will tell it the way my Grandpa told it to me
then you can tell your story, in your way one day!
poem by Linda Winchell
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Yesterday Was History
Yesterday was History,
Today begins the Present,
Tomorrow never comes,
So, live today with love and fun
And cherish and enjoy it,
For days may go and days may come
Without friends happy you'll not be
So, take the time to write to me,
My name is Jonathan, and I am here
To love and cherish thee.
Copyright © Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 21 October 2003
poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet
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Into A Happy Song
When in the morn
I cast my eyes
On garage roofs so forlorn
So dismal in the skies so grey
For the sun does not shine today.
But, wait a moment, have I seen
The sun begin to move the clouds
And raise my spirits once again
To see those scenes in a different light.
The greys have gone,
And colours come
To raise my voice
Into a happy song
Copyright © Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 21 October 2003
poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet
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My Down Day
When Life dost seem to pass me by,
I look through my window, I look at the sky,
When my body aches and does not work,
There are jobs I must do which I canna shirk.
My pensive mind begins to think,
To take me from depression, from this brink.
For if on paper my thoughts I cast,
I know this depression will not last,
For Life's journey is full of DOWNS and UPS
And to live it fully, for ME is a MUST.
Copyright © Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 20 November 2006
poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet
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Saffra
Saffra, you must remember,
As older each day you become,
That Life is not only for pleasure,
But work must be made to be fun.
Television, Games and Computers,
Reading, Writing, Music and Art,
Are part of your knowledge process,
And on each day must be a part.
Have Love for your Parents and Family,
Respect for your Teachers and Friends,
Be kind and considerate to others,
And keep your little temper at bay,
Then All will wish to befriend you,
Forever and ever each day.
Copyright © Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 30 January 2004
poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet
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My Addled Brain
Those frenzied ramblings of the Mind,
Keep me from sleep, they’re so unkind.
My addled brain with thoughts explores,
Why does it wander more and more?
For sleep I must, to refresh my body,
Not just me, but everybody.
But the more I try my mind to clear,
Words race onwards through voice and ear,
Until no more the words do come,
And the writing of this poem is done.
© Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 17 August 2004
poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet
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On Making A Friendship
The shadow that we hide behind
When arranging our first date,
Is not a place, to which we should go,
Or stay behind too late.
We rest awhile in that place,
I know that it is wrong,
For honesty between good friends
Would make our friendship strong.
But, as two strangers we are at first,
And to all must not disclose,
All of our hidden depths
And secrets to our foes.
When friendship eventually comes to us,
And it will hopefully be quite soon,
Our talk, filled with truth and honesty,
Would lead to a pleasing date,
During which we could contemplate,
A full and enjoyable relationship
With mutually agreeable companionship.
© Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 30 December 2003
poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet
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Its The Same Old Story
M. field / n. oliphant
The same old story
Its as old as the stars above
The same old story
Of a boy and a girl in love
The scenes say more moonlight
The times say more june light
Romances the thing
Two hearts away deep in a dream
The same old story
Its been told much too much before
The same old story
But its worth telling just once more
Its all fun and laughter
They lived ever after in ecstacy
The same old story but its new to me
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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Poetry! ! Poetry! ! Poetry! !
Poetry! ! Poetry! ! Poetry! !
Why are we addicted to Poetry?
We Poets who write,
All day or all night,
That Poetry! ! Poetry! ! Poetry! !
There’s scarce a moment in time,
That thoughts don’t find words in rhyme,
To put into verse,
Whether better or worse,
In that Poetry! ! Poetry! ! Poetry! !
Why do we write all these Verses?
We must have better things to do,
But whatever we try,
And I don’t know why,
We write Poem upon Poem for you.
It’s funny how my style has changed,
It’s a Limerick today I’ve composed,
It wasn’t meant to be,
But it is ~ you can see,
Just Poetry! ! Poetry! ! Poetry! !
© Yisroel Yonatan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 26 January 2006
poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet
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Bookworm
There's a story that like a dessert I love
And I enjoy every page slowly as much as I can
There's story that makes me desperate
And even my day becomes gloomy after I read
There's story that safe to be read anytime
And I don't mind if it's going up or down
There's story that could burn me to the core
And left me with desire to create another story
There's story that easily predict
And I could finish it without much thinking
There's story that has a very good cliffhanger
And I need to rush to the publisher to make it comes fast
There's story that goes like my dream
And I want to repeat over and over until I'm getting bored
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXXX: Story
Story about future is called imagination
Story about past is called memories
Story about present is called reality
Story that becomes true is called prophecy
Story that becomes unfulfilled is called regret
Story that becomes no end is called boasting
Small story is called experience
Epic story is called history
Forgotten story is called lesson
Story that becomes obsession is called ambition
Story that becomes untold is called secret
Story that becomes go its own way is called life
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Tell Me A Story
Tell me a story that isn't gory
tell me a story that isn't fake
tell me a story where you made a mistake
tell me a story where the cows come home
tell me a story I want to know
tell me a story where the princess finds herself
not a prince who is more like an elf.
Tell me a story that I can laugh out loud
tell me a story where storm makes lighting clouds.
For in the end we only have our stories to tell
what make them funny, give them hell.
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Tell Me A Story
Tell me a story that isn't gory
tell me a story that isn't fake
tell me a story where you made a mistake
tell me a story where the cows come home
tell me a story I want to know
tell me a story where the princess finds herself
not a prince who is more like an elf.
Tell me a story that I can laugh out loud
tell me a story where storm makes lighting clouds.
For in the end we only have our stories to tell
what make them funny, give them hell.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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