There's a pace in TV I like.
quote by Jerry Orbach
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This Pace Made
You totally misinterpret,
The pace I keep.
Not one step do I make,
That is taken...
Has you in my mind to compete.
Or is there a thought given to your mission.
I have interests to pursue.
What about you?
This pace made,
Is not awaiting your notice.
Nor is this pace made,
Initiated in the origin of hesitation.
But is a motivation to focus my eyes on the prize.
With my own determination affixed to it!
To feel I am achieving 'something' that validates,
The time I've spent blessed in the appreciation of my life.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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An Easy Pace
I am a man who does not like rushing;
I like to take life at an easy pace.
Friends joke about it
saying a snail just overtook you.
I take no notice and just laugh it off.
If the world wants to go at a faster pace
that is all right with me.
I’ll just take my time
and always get there in the end.
I always think that if you rush about
you miss out on so much.
You see drivers on the motorway
racing along doing a ton
and I often wonder
are they out to commit suicide.
I just drive along at sixty
and that is comfortable for me.
The only thing I seem to be quick at
is when it comes to writing poetry.
With them, I dash them off
at an incredible rate.
Where most will write one a day
I can dash sometimes up to ten.
I have even been known
to do more than that occasionally,
but everything else in life
I take at an easy pace.
12 May 2008
poem by David Harris
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I mark the pace praying
I mark the pace praying
send up prayers continually,
avoid food and fast,
do not even eat bread or soup
and still it’s as if I am in the dark
and nothing can ever beat the misery.
I mark the pace praying
send up prayers continually,
try to wash my life clean,
do not loose my head
and still I remain blacker than burned out ash
and do not know how to stop my sin
(when I find myself I sin again) –and I mark the pace praying-
poem by Gert Strydom
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But it's for every writer to decide his own pace, and the pace varies with the writer and the work.
quote by Donna Tartt
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Don't Run
DON’T RUN
Don’t run
There’s no need to run
Your running days are over-
Walk to where you go slowly
Look up at the sky
Look around you at the beauty of the world
Walk at your own pace
When you get to where you get
You will get there-
Walk at your own pace now
So long as you can
There will come a time
When this too will be taken from you.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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A lot of people run a race to see who is fastest. I run to see who has the most guts, who can punish himself into exhausting pace, and then at the end, punish himself even more. Nobody is going to win a 5,000 meter race after running an easy 2 miles. Not with me. If I lose forcing the pace all the way, well, at least I can live with myself.
quote by Steve Prefontaine
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Running To Escape To Get Away
Running to escape to get away?
Who is it and what,
Does the chasing?
When you say you've got to get away,
What do you give up...
From the fear of facing?
And...
Did you dig yourself into a rut.
That's much too tough!
And...
Did you think it would not be that rough,
To recover.
So you run...
To keep up a pace.
And you run...
From yourself that chases.
Did you dig yourself into a rut.
That's much too tough!
And...
Did you think it would not be that rough,
To recover.
So you run...
To keep up a pace.
And you run...
From yourself that chases.
So you run...
To keep up a pace.
And you run...
From yourself that chases.
Running to escape to get away?
Who is it and what,
Does the chasing?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pick Up The Pace
No one can rock the microphone finer
East, west, north, South Carolina
Alex and Vivian chillin' at Mel's Diner
Off to China 'cause I got a show there
Get my passport, then I'm gonna go there
Who do I know there? I guess no one
But I will have fun and I get the job done
On the airplane, movin' like the Concord
Come and join me, everybody on board
You won't be bored with the stuff I'm pickin' up
Watch me quicken up and with the pace, I pick it up
Pick up the pace
[Chorus]
Second verse and never cursin'
Rockin' the microphone with the style that I'm reherasin'
In person, that means liver
Swimmin' and slimmin' just like a deep sea diver
I'll arrive, uh, just to go faster
Grab the microphone and show that I am the master
Of disaster, cookin' up a potion
With the funky rhymes to put the people into motion
Of the ocean, movin' like the water
Here's the menu, go place your order
It's a slaughter, a felony of chatter
And pickin' up the pace is the subject matter
[Chorus]
Break it down
Oh yes, I pick up the pace
Take a look at the crowd and take a look at my face
Listen to my rhyme and listen to them yell
It's like a man in jail gettin' out of the cell
I don't why they go by
Weak names and swear that they're so fly
They gotta try it again to rock the mic my friend
Go from A to Z and from beginning to end
Now I could go slower, like the other guys do
But I ain't with it, that's what I'm tellin' you
I think it's kind of stupid, I think it's a disgrace
Instead of going slow they should be pickin' up the pace
Like this
Rock and roller
Coca Cola
Hot like soda
Rollin' like a boulder
Dancin', prancin', mic enhancin'
Just give me a chance, and girls, I'm romancin'
Understand it, underhanded
Leavin' you stranded, runnin' like a bandit
Yo, young money, in my hands you're putty
I'm pickin' up the pace and rockin' the mic
Yeah, buddy
[Chorus]
Pick up the pace
song performed by by Young MC
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Moonlit Dance Affair
Her sweat glistened skin
Heaving
Rhythmically in the moonlight
I keep pace
I'm in tune
Choreographed, pulsating motions
Captioned by moans and sighs
Sex is love too
With passion reflected in her eyes
The pace quickens,
Rushing, racing
A cascading climax
Two bodies, entangled
Two bodies, in love
One love tonight
poem by Matt Mondschein
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Set Your Own Pace - Make Your Own Peace
Take the time for peace
Even the peace within yourself
No one can touch that part of you
Thoughts of your past, in all things you would do
Keep pace, within your own heart
Forgive and forget, make that fresh start
Give a hug and steal a kiss
Don't ever forget, that matrimonial bliss
So forge ahead
Set the pace
Be the first to keep the peace
Breathe in, breathe out
Making love, still is what lifes'
All about
poem by Matt Mondschein
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Don't Say That Too Loudly
What on 'Earth' are they doing,
With their shovels below?
And doing it in such a frantic pace.
'Trying their best to escape from reality.
And hoping they will chase the effects away.'
By digging themselves into a deeper hole?
'Sssshhh.
Don't say that too loudly.
They will isolate you in a minute.
Hearing anything connected to the truth,
Will immediately offend them.'
Oh?
Our feet are up here and placed on solid ground.
And I should have fears they will isolate 'me'?
'Don't say another word.
Let them stick to their beliefs.
Who knows,
What a digging deeper in complete darkness...
Will eventually to them teach.'
Well...
Maybe one day they will see the forest,
AND the trees.
'At the pace that they are keeping? '
Comeon.
Don't be so negative.
'Trust me...
If I had not been observant and optimistic,
I'd too would have had a shovel custom made.
With a bragging done of how my credit was 'A' rated.'
Well...
Maybe one day they will see the forest,
AND the trees.
'At the pace that they are keeping?
They will never get to see a picture of it.'
Sssshhh.
Don't say that too loudly.
Logic is not what they are pursuing.
'Well...
I don't want to lose any I have left.
You stay and watch them.
I have other things to do.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Run! Chase! Do
Run!
To get the doing of it done.
Chase!
To keep up with the pace,
Of a treacherous rat race.
With a doing of it,
As if something real is there to accomplish.
And this will come to satisfy,
A driven need to succeed!
But at what?
Addressing impressions pretentions make?
Run! Chase! Do...
On borders of disorder,
Run.
With time wasted making life shorter.
Run! Chase! do...
Find that perfect place,
Where all headaches are erased.
Run!
To get the doing of it done.
Chase!
To keep up with the pace,
Of a treacherous rat race.
And...
With a doing of it,
As if something real is there to accomplish.
And this will come to satisfy,
A driven need to succeed!
But at what?
Addressing impressions pretentions make?
And if not approved...
Will a disappointment allow a follow-up,
More accepted in its place?
Run!
To get the doing of it done.
Chase!
To keep up with the pace,
Of a treacherous rat race.
Do...
To get done.
To hate it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Forever Young
Like a toddler running there,
running, running everywhere,
it's hard for them to walk or pace
for a toddler's life is one big race.
Do you think that you can run and run
now that you are eighty-one?
It's impossible for you to do
but your youth is never through.
For in our hearts there's a memory that lasts
of when we ran just as fast.
So as we think back to those days
our youth comes back in many ways.
We see a child run and smile
and visualize and feel the mile
that never seemed to far to go
and even though our pace is slow
in our hearts we're forever young.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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journey With Thousand Miles
A journey to the thousand miles
begins in the first single step
step by step
pace by pace
inch by inch
pant by pant
until man loses breath
and consciousness in the middle
of the race
why not aiming
a half-mile journey or even less
for a fire-sure-goal hits
before losing distant -running breath
poem by Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan
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Interpreted As Conformity
In those slower days,
A dependable pace was kept.
And met on a regular basis,
With certainty.
When one could almost guarantee,
What those events would be tomorrow.
But those yesterdays with their tomorrows gone,
Are never coming back to keep pretentions intact...
For those to flaunt their upturned noses.
No!
Today the change amongst us is more of the mind.
Information collected is at a much faster pace.
Leaving behind those of a limited thought process,
Seeking to maintain control as once digested to accept...
Over that which has already been erased as outdated,
By those choosing truth as a preference to manifest.
Instead of ignorance as a choice to interpret as conformity.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I've Spent a Lifetime Dancing
I've spent a lifetime dancing.
Entangled in a waltz,
From directions certain to false starts.
Romancing dreams!
Accused of being deluded by my own illusions.
Fantasies never to fulfill.
Spinning around trying to locate my purpose.
Grounded...
With a hope and faith within me.
Determined to make each movement real.
I've spent a lifetime dancing!
And I've come to learn to see...
My partner has been GOD!
All this time.
And the pace I keep is enjoyed,
With each beat.
My steps and pace are kept with faith!
And I grow ever confident...
Comfortable,
With Him in the lead!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Yellow Camaro
And the wheels of motion will move fine
God bless the U.S. assembly line
It's a game and you play with hi-octane
It's the pace of the race, and you are following
Right on
Yellow Camaro
Yellow Camaro
With freedom of eagles you soar high
God bless you're a mess before you try
It's a shame that you've done such a dumb thing
It's the pace of the race, and you are following
Right on
Yellow Camaro
Yellow Camaro (Oh no)
Oooh Right on
Yellow Camaro
Yellow Camaro (Oh no)
song performed by by Weezer
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How we drove the Trotter
Oh, he was a handsome trotter, and he couldn't be completer,
He had such a splendid action and he trotted to this metre,
Such a pace and such a courage, such a record-killing power,
That he did his mile in two-fifteen, his twenty in the hour.
When he trotted on the Bathurst road the pace it was a panter,
But he broke the poet's rhythm when he broke out in a canter -
As we were remarking the pace was a panter,
But just as we liked it he broke in a canter,
And rattled along with a motion terrific,
And scattered the sparks with a freedom prolific;
He tugged at the bit and he jerked at the bridle,
We pulled like a demon, the effort was idle,
The bit in his teeth and the rein in the crupper,
We didn't much care to get home to our supper.
Then we went
Like the wind,
And our hands
They were skinned,
And we thought
With a dread
To go over his head,
And we tugged
And we strove,
Couldn't say
That we drove
Till we found
It had stopped
And the gallop was dropped!
Then he dropped into a trot again as steady as a pacer,
And we thought we had a dandy that was sure to make a racer
That would rival all the Yankees and was bound to beat the British,
Not a bit of vice about him though he was a trifle skittish;
Past the buggies and the sulkies on the road we went a-flying,
For the pace it was a clinker, and they had no chance of trying,
But for fear he'd start a canter we were going to stop his caper
When he bolted like a bullet at a flying piece of paper -
Helter skelter,
What a pelter!
Such a pace to win a welter!
Rush,
Race,
Tear!
Flying through the air!
Wind a-humming,
Fears benumbing,
Here's another trap a-coming!
Shouts!
Bash!
Crash!
Moses, what a smash!
poem by William Thomas Goodge
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Human Wheels
This land today, shall draw its last breath
And take into its ancient depths
This frail reminder of its giant, dreaming self
While i, with human-hindered eyes
Unequal to the sweeping curve of life
Stand on this single print of time
Chorus:
Human wheels spin round and round
While the clock keeps the pace
Human wheels spin round and round
Help the light to my face
That time, today, no triumph gains
At this short success of age
This pale reflection of its brave and
Blundering deed
For i, descend from this vault
Now dreams beyond my earthly fault
Knowledge, sure, from the seed
Chorus:
Human wheels spin round and round
While the clock keeps the pace
Human wheels spin round and round
Help the light to my face
This land, today, my tears shall taste
And take into its dark embrace
This love, who in my beating heart endures
Assured, by every sun that burns
The dust to which this flesh shall return
It is the ancient, dreaming dust of god
Chorus:
Human wheels spin round and round
While the clock keeps the pace
Human wheels spin round and round
Help the light to my face
Human wheels spin round and round
While the clock keeps the pace
Human wheels spin round and round
Help the light to my face
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Southpaw
You were a boy before you became a man
I dont see the joy
And you ran with your pals in the sun
You turned around and they were gone
Again ...
A sick boy should be treated
So easily defeated
Oh, I just dont understand
So you ran with your pals in the sun
You turned around
You were alone
Again ...
And you ran back to ma
Which set the pace for the rest of your days
Oh, you ran back to ma
Which set the pace for the rest of your days
Oh, you ran back to ma
Which set the pace for the rest of your days
And now, there is something that you should know
There is something that you should know
The girl of your dreams is
Here all alone
Girl of your dreams is
Here all alone
The girl of your dreams is
Sad and all alone
The girl of your dreams is
Here all alone
There is something that you should know
There is something that you should know
Girl of your dreams is
Here all alone
The girl of your dreams is
Sad and is all alone
The girl of your dreams is
Sad and is feeling all alone
Oh, there is something that you should know
Help me, help me, help me ...
song performed by by Morrissey
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