The beginnings and endings of all human undertakings are untidy.
quote by John Galsworthy
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Eternity
we are under the full moon
tonight and we look for some
tiny stars glittering in the skies
our vision dissolving into such
a vast space where we see
no endings no beginnings
we soon close our eyes and there we
too see no endings no beginnings
limitless to the skies
limitless to the heart
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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We Believe In Happy Endings (feat. Earl Thomas Conley)
(Bob McDill)
Who can tell just how it starts
Angry words and broken hearts
Till silently we sit apart
You and I
But in awhile the anger's gone
And we forget who's right or wrong
Then one of us will end it all
With just a smile
We believe in happy endings
Never breaking
Only bending
Taking time enough for mending
The hurt inside
We believe in new beginnings
Giving in
And forgiving
We believe happy endings
You and I
Just a word is all it takes
And so it pass
The silence breaks
And looking back it makes us ache
For what we've done
And so we cling together now
And wonder why we're oh so proud
When all that matters anyhow
Is our love
We believe in happy endings
Never breaking
Only bending
Taking time enough for mending
The hurt inside
We believe in new beginnings
Giving in
And forgiving
We believe in happy endings
You and I
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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We Believe In Happy Endings
(bob mcdill)
Who can tell just how it starts
Angry words and broken hearts
Till silently we sit apart
You and i
But in awhile the angers gone
And we forget whos right or wrong
Then one of us will end it all
With just a smile
We believe in happy endings
Never breaking
Only bending
Taking time enough for mending
The hurt inside
We believe in new beginnings
Giving in
And forgiving
We believe happy endings
You and i
Just a word is all it takes
And so it pass
The silence breaks
And looking back it makes us ache
For what weve done
And so we cling together now
And wonder why were oh so proud
When all that matters anyhow
Is our love
We believe in happy endings
Never breaking
Only bending
Taking time enough for mending
The hurt inside
We believe in new beginnings
Giving in
And forgiving
We believe in happy endings
You and i
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Some
Some endings
Have no
Beginnings.
Some
Relationships
End.
They cannot be
Rekindled again.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Life is not so much about beginnings and endings as it is about going on and on and on. It is about muddling through the middle.
quote by Anna Quindlen
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Fortunate people often have very favorable beginnings and very tragic endings. What matters isn't being applauded when you arrive - for that is common - but being missed when you leave.
quote by Baltasar Gracian
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At This Moment Of My Life
at this moment of my life
there is nothing to prove
nothing to build anymore
all beginnings have found
their sought endings
there is nothing to see
everything have seen what
they ought to see
there is nothing to feel
everything had been felt before
there is nothing to fear
everything is so near
there is something to touch
it is light it is fire.
it is at the tip of my finger
it stays on my tongue
and my heart keeps on singing
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Poison In The Well
[ music: dennis drew/words: natalie merchant ]
Tell me whats gone wrong.
I tilt my head there, under the faucet, but when I turn it on -- dry as paper.
Call the neighbors.
Whos to blame for whats going on?
In the dark without a clue Im just the same as you.
O, they tell us theres poison in the well,
That someones been a bit untidy and theres been a small spill.
Not a lot, no, just a drop.
But there you are mistaken, you know you are.
I wonder just how long they knew our well was poisoned but they let us just drink on.
O, they tell us theres poison in the well,
That someones been a bit untidy and theres been a small spill.
All that it amounts to is a tear in a salted sea.
Someones been a bit untidy, theyll have it cleaned up in a week.
But the week is over and now its grown into years since I was told that I should be calm, theres nothing to fear here.
But I drank that water for years, my wife and my children.
Tell me, where to now, if your fight for a bearable life can be fought and lost in you backyard?
O, dont tell us theres poison in the well,
That someones been a bit untidy, that theres been a small spill.
All that it amounts to is a tear in a salted sea.
Someones been a bit untidy, theyll have it cleaned up in a week.
song performed by by 10000 Maniacs
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Quickened Endings Speeds The Change
Quickened endings speeds the change.
And games played once reliable...
No longer,
Remain the same.
Quickened endings speeds the change.
Knock down those blocks,
And...
Open up what's been locked.
Quickened endings speeds the change.
Don't try to cease them.
Hoping to keep...
Whole and complete in one piece,
A picture wanted perfect...
But,
Soon from you to leave.
Soon you will believe!
Quickened endings speeds the change.
Let what was known go!
And....
Don't try to cease this speed.
Quickened endings speeds the change.
And games played once reliable...
No longer remain.
So...
Knock down those blocks,
And...
Open up what's been locked.
It's futile to keep clinging,
To meanings coming to a stop!
Quickened endings speeds the change.
And...
Don't try to cease them,
With a picture held to keep.
Quickened endings speeds the change.
And...
Don't try to cease them,
With a picture held to keep.
Quickened endings speeds the change.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Candid Talk.....
she took a
handkerchief and
tied it round her neck
her niece said the prayers
saying it was caused by
mere feelings
feelings end
everything sometimes
and it is no wonder
it is acceptable nowadays
the sad fact is no one
wants to mention it
and so
it simply forgets itself
like water boiling and
evaporating and
what is left is
the cold tin of
a can
in our chat
you blame me for taking about
endings
that i should have
mentioned more about
sunlit beginnings
grazing fields and
limitless horizons of green
and blue
and flaming sunsets
that make our
mouths gape
for
beauty
i tell you i am
not a story teller
i am a poet
and endings
are not open
most of the times
sometimes they are
insults that one must bear
even in one's
self dug graves
there is always a responsibility
that must be gripped by our hands
and if these hands open
and surrender respect
to some
insignificant handkerchiefs
so be it
sadness is not a reason
and it is not always
beautiful
so be it
let those who cannot bear
bury themselves
we have our own preoccupations
our graves to dig too
our our litany of justifications
after
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Confessed and Detested
No one should have their hands out,
Pleading to feed themselves.
Too many today live in total gluttony! ~
And troubles we have are blamed on someone else!
Someone declared an enemy..there!
And there...and There and THERE!
There were places created
With cabanas where these enemies shared!
Over tea and crumpets buttered!
And we fight to save a culture based on 'fluff and floof! '
With doses of other added creations...
To spread a message we ourselves don't understand.
Selling wars soon wear out factories pumping out crime...
Perfumed with the power of peace.
The structure of it begins to rust!
The foundation begins to crack.
People begin to worry where the money is going!
And WHY is it flowing like that! Where AT?
Just to keep a 'few' fat cats...
Fatter RATS! ?
That's where it's at...it seems!
No one should have their mind on gloom!
Sitting homeless on the corners...
With no hope to come soon!
Someone is going to pay,
To have this picture painted
Glossed with doom.
Those now trying to balance at the top?
Are falling with lifestyles flipping to a flop!
Finding no amount of sympathy dropped.
This is going to happen...
And it wont stop!
No one should find injustice...
Unjustified!
If they sit and sip and stake no claim!
But in the land of dishonest beginnings,
Endings aren't always how real endings
End these games!
In these endings that begin new beginnings...
The ones who have miraculously returned to the top,
Do the mopping of the slop
Of the crop that left that crap,
Tracked by trapped followers!
No one should have their hands out,
Pleading to feed themselves.
Especially those who chose to use plastic,
To disguise the worth of their lies!
They are now the last to use the 'N' word,
Much perplexed!
They know to them it now means 'No-thing! '
Nada..poof! Gone!
Finding themselves now the criminals
And pests!
Looking downtrodden and forlorn.
'HEY! Get over it! Get over it...
OR go back where you came from! '
Words that should ring with familiarity
In many ears!
God ain't gonna let nobody rest!
Winds may blow on those self chosen...
And expose them less than best,
If not at least
Confessed and detested!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Circles
The Circling Through the Sun;
The Returning Cycle;
the Completion;
Infinity;
The Eye.
All these
are symbolized
by a line
which
circles
back to its own beginning.
The Community Closes Ranks
and Closes Off;
The Encirclement
The Focused Effort.
The Linking of These.
the First Cell.
We're All
Circles
and
though this comprehend
endless connectedness
and the sense
of the beginnings & endings
\ we exist within.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Men Of Good Fortune
Men of good fortune
Often cause empires to fall
While men of poor beginnings
Often cant do anything at all
The rich son waits for his father to die
The poor just drink and cry
And me, I just dont care at all
Men of good fortune
Very often cant do a thing
While men of poor beginnings
Often can do anything
At heart they try to act like a man
Handle things the best way they can
They have no rich, daddy to fall back on
Men of good fortune
Often cause empires to fall
While men of poor beginnings
Often cant do anything at all
It takes money to make money they say
Look at the fords, but didnt they start that way
Anyway, it makes no difference to me
Men of good fortune
Often wish that they could die
While men of poor beginnings
Want what they have and to get it theyll die
All those great things that live has to give
They wanna have money and live
But me, I just dont care at all
Men of good fortune
Men of poor beginnings
Men of good fortune
Men of poor beginnings
Men of good fortune
Men of poor beginnings
Men of good fortune
Men of poor beginnings
...
song performed by by Lou Reed
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The Power Of Imagination
you fly
on your invented wings
you settle for a while
in an imagine place
you arrive at new beginnings
without endings
you like it somehow
where facts come and do not arrive
at any conclusion
where questions remain as they are
hanging stars in the heavens
gleaming without
mornings where people live
on forever
i am telling you
what imagination really is
invented wings
unnameable places
an eternal line
of words always unspoken
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Love Rooted in Infinity
We loved each other before the beginnings,
before the first snowdrops arrived,
before the apricot blossoms bloomed,
even before the earth started spinning,
before the existence of time,
before the angels learned to fly,
before the sun was shining in the sky.
We loved each other, what’s the crime?
We didn’t do anything wrong,
We let our souls be united,
We were together and delighted,
Our love was pure, sincere, and strong.
We didn’t rush to change the world,
We smelled the flowers from our hair,
The colors from our eyes we shared,
Around us, the eternal space unfurled.
But then, the clock has started ticking,
and we saw the first snowdrop, the first spring,
We could hear the robin’s sing,
We felt the angels and, our tears were dripping.
Slowly, has passed by us so many springs,
So many summers, autumns, winters,
We wrote so many poems, took so many pictures,
We knelled in so many valleys but, we grew so many wings.
We loved each other before the beginnings,
Together we’ll be born again into eternity,
Our love is rooted in infinity,
Where is no space, no time, no endings!
poem by Marius Alexandru (2 September 2021)
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Let Us Talk
let us talk
about some things irrelevant
like the rain for instance
how at first the clouds
were dark
yet the rain did not make
it
like a promised vacation
on a far away island
or a camping in the mountain
that did not materialize
we shall elaborate
on the causes
and discuss solutions
and plan
some more about
places
what to do
where to go
let us not talk about
love
a very sensitive matter
that now
we do not have
let us talk and talk and talk
let us not
mention about endings
let us try
recalling about new beginnings
why not? we may like it
you may start it
but take note, i will keep my
mouth shut
i have nothing to say
and if i have any
it may not be good
it may not serve any purpose at all
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Beginnings are apt to be shadowy and so it is the beginnings of the great mother life, the sea.
quote by Rachel Carson
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When 'It' Comes
A journey within an inner beauty.
Is that what comes...
When our days here are done?
An eternal mystic voyage...
Beyond Creation
Where mental translations
Are transferred
In a spiritual awareness intact!
Are we on track for that?
It's rumored that death is perceived
To be something much more,
Much more than taking a nap!
But no one,
In fact...
Has ever returned from 'that' to come back!
A journey within an inner beauty.
Is that what comes...
When our days here are done?
There is no 'If' about it...
Something comes to change everything!
Changing everyone,
When 'It' comes.
Bringing everything back to ONE.
Back to where beginnings,
In fulfillment spinning endings...
Begun!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Beginnings Forever Beginning
Beginnings are offerings to the sky
She welcomes me like a new day
We know a smile is the only way
Please don't be shy
Say what you’re going to say
And mean it
New costumes of tireless myth
The first flowers of spring
Dawn on eagles wings
Grace as pure as robin eggs
Lightening as bold as Thor
Lonely hearts open the door
Eyes touch my soul
Everything seems to grow
Paths as old as starlight
Lovers are ancient nights
The world becomes a warm place
Beginnings in your lovely face
Beginnings forever beginning
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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