I've never shown anybody a draft of anything.
quote by Shelby Foote
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Moments Of Writing Poetry
Draft poems sometimes like
loose ripped off pieces of paper
to be drafted out roughly upon.
Draft poems hang around
in the strangest places waiting
to be written out one day.
Draft poems wait for a poet
to wake at the beginning of day
to be written out, in any
seized moments, sacrificed.
This is now time, shower time, eating time,
reflective time, conversation time, work time;
t.v. time, driving time, riding motorcycle time,
going to sleep time, cooking time, or any time.
Draft poems can only be written
in spared moments of seized time.
Draft poems can only be written today,
they will not wait for fair weather like hay,
which lays around waiting to be harvested.
Draft poems will not wait for a clear sunny day to dawn,
and then mature slowly, over a perfect golden summer.
Draft poems are ever now or never
if they are ever to be swiftly written.
A draft may possibly be perfected
upon any future day of favoured writing;
but a draft never written is a poem
never written, never completed, never known.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Writing, yeah. Me and my friend Scott Bloom just finished the first rough draft of a script. It's taken us three years to do, but we finally got a first draft. And we'll see whatever happens with that.
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I was part of the draft resistance movement in LA where we did demonstrations at the draft centre and burned our cards and made a lot of trouble on campus.
quote by Cheech Marin
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To me the only real star of the movie is the writer. And I work with writers very closely, from outline to first draft and on to the seventh draft, whatever it takes. Then my job is to support the director to make the best movie we can. Some producers try to go past them, but my job is to support them.
quote by Dino De Laurentiis
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Let It Be Known, Let This Be Shown
I am wild
I am crazy
But to you
I am your lady
Let this be known
Let this be shown
I am more than meets the eye
Imp not gone sit back and let the world fly
My feelings for you will never die
Let this be known
Let this be shown
Momma didn't raise any fool
I might seem bad
But I follow the rules
Let this be known
Let this be shown
My body is not your toy
I want a man not a boy
I am a woman not a little girl
Let this be known
Let this be shown
poem by Raesheka Antwine
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Those Ego Driven
'How do you know,
They have no clue...
As to what we are doing? '
Because they have shown no irritation.
'Perhaps we are dealing with,
Something we have never before encountered.'
Don't be preposterous.
Like what?
That is absurd.
'Had you considered,
They just might have the ability to think? '
Listen to me.
Those ego driven are the least to worry about.
'Assuming that's what they are.
And so far...
They have not shown that to be true.
And so far...
We have proven and shown to them,
We are.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If It's Love!
It's important that unshown love,
Comes directly shown from you.
To say it...
Doesn't make,
That-love-be-true!
It's important that unshown love,
Is a thing one wants to do...
Just to prove what is said,
Is absolutely true.
A hug,
And maybe a kiss.
A touch,
That has been missed.
A show of thoughtfulness...
Can go a very long distance.
A call,
Every once in a while...
Will go further than a mile.
If love is there to be shared...
Show someone they are cared for!
And doubts will come no more.
It's important that unshown love,
Comes directly shown from you.
To say it...
Doesn't make,
That-love-be-true!
It's important it's directly shown,
If it's love.
Yes!
It's important it's directly shown,
If it's love.
Yes!
It's important it's directly shown.
It's important it's directly shown.
It's important it's directly shown,
If it's love!
It shoos a boo-hooin'...
Known.
It's important it's directly shown.
It's important it's directly shown.
It's important it's directly shown,
If it's love!
A hug,
And maybe a kiss.
A touch,
That has been missed.
A show of thoughtfulness...
Can go a very long distance.
It's important it's directly shown.
It's important it's directly shown.
It's important it's directly shown,
If it's love!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In A Relationship To Address
You have already shown to me,
Your main focus is on yourself.
For many years,
I have been exposed to this.
You have already shown to me,
You have had no time to be of assistance to me.
Those times when I needed,
Your advice and company.
You have already shown to me,
An absolute selfishness.
And now you wish to address 'us'...
As if I should be serious about this?
We could have been lovers and much more.
But when you leave me to go about your business...
I go to my door and lock it.
And feel a relief you have left.
That's how I feel concerning you and me,
In a relationship to address.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mundane
The definition
Normal
Just a rendition
Of average life, boring enough to lull
You into a sleep of mediocrity
Settling for second or third best, because it's easy
Not having an opinion just being unstable and breezy
And silent like the wind... that's me
The kid that's just there and then
Then just gone, no more
Not something to abhor, but worse- unknown
Talent not shown
Intelligence, not shown
Character, not shown
Promise not shown
And stuck with mundane
Stuck without a chance to prove
Just who
I am, because of silence, because of pain
But one day I'll show them, who I am one day
In a world less fey
They'll see when silence doesn't suppress
The person inside
In that day when there's no reason to hide
But for now mundane
All my efforts in vain
But hoping for something more
Even for
Eternity
poem by David Knox
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I'm Better Than That!
I know I'm not that...
Greedy.
I'm not,
Greedy a lot.
I know I'm better than just sleazy.
I'm not that,
Hopeless cat.
I know I'm not that...
Greedy.
I'm not,
Greedy a lot.
I know I'm better than just sleazy
I'm not that,
Hopeless cat.
So many pick up wrong meanings,
From what is perceived and...
Not known.
So many trip on just seeing,
What is believed and seen as shown.
What is believed and seen as shown.
I know I'm not that...
Greedy.
I'm not,
Greedy a lot.
I know I'm better than just sleazy
I'm not that hopeless cat.
I know I'm not that...
Greedy.
I'm not,
Greedy a lot.
I know I'm better than just sleazy
I'm not that,
Hopeless cat.
I'm better than that.
So many trip on just seeing,
What is believed and seen as shown.
What is believed and seen as shown.
I know I'm not that...
Greedy.
I'm not that,
Hopeless cat.
I'm better than that.
I know I'm not that...
Greedy.
I'm not that,
Hopeless cat.
I'm better than that.
So many trip on just seeing,
What is believed and seen as shown.
What is believed and seen as shown.
So many trip on just seeing,
What is believed and seen as shown.
But I'm not that,
Hopeless cat.
I'm better than that.
So many trip on just seeing,
What is believed and seen as shown.
But I'm not that,
Hopeless cat.
I'm better than that.
So many trip on just seeing,
What is believed and seen as shown.
What is believed and seen as shown.
I know I'm better than just sleazy
I'm not that,
Hopeless cat.
I'm better than that.
I know I'm better than just sleazy
I'm not that,
Hopeless cat.
I'm better than that.
So many trip on just seeing,
What is believed and seen as shown.
But I'm better than that.
So many trip on just seeing,
What is believed and seen as shown.
But I'm better than that.
Yes I'm...
I'm better than that!
Oh yes I'm,
I'm better than that!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Would I Know It
You may be sweeter than honey.
But how would I know it.
You may not trick me but treat.
But how would I know it.
You may be perfect and right.
And the spice of my life.
But...
How would I know what's not shown to me.
You may be one that I desire.
But how would I know it.
And the type that I like.
But how would I know it.
You may be one of a kind,
To take up all my time.
But...
How would I know what's not shown to me.
And how would I know what only others can see.
Show me what's unknown.
So I can come to know it.
Show me to others shown.
So I can come to know what others seem to see.
You may be sweeter than honey.
But how will I know it.
Perfect and nice and some say right.
But will I come to know what others seem to see.
And what the others see will I believe.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When political figures are shown on television or in movies, it's always the liberal Democrats that are shown to be humane, caring people.
This show has shown me how to throw a punch. But watching my future sister-in-law go through breast cancer has also shown me how to take one.
quote by Charlotte Ross
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“The Sea Had Shown Me Mercy”
“The sea had shown me mercy”-
I confessed to the prosy desert island beach.
Beneath my proud feet a sea star felt like a leech
My pyretic body and tanned skin felt more marooned!
And my pushy prosaic imagination had been swooned.
“The sea had shown me mercy”-
to the provocative palm trees I repeatedly said.
My prurient love fancied my lover with a mermaid.
The sea had shown me mercy.
My fake puritanical heart hid into the puny sand dune caves.
My putrid mind hated the laughing children of the waves.
The sea had shown me mercy.
The sea had shown me mercy
before the sun burnt my fatal desire to feel
that the precious glimmering ocean waters were real.
Written on the 13th August,2011
©Munia Khan 2011
poem by Munia Khan
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I am so proud of Michigan's citizens for the kindness and generosity they have shown in assisting in this endeavor. It is truly heartwarming to see the compassion shown for those in need.
quote by Jennifer Granholm
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Everything But Me
Ashes falling on the ground
Winds that blow a hollow sound
Once standing taller still
Now falling by your will
How many times the sun has shown
On everything but me
Rain that falls upon my heart
Washes away the endings start
I try to sing aloud but
My voice is lost within the crowd
How many times the sun has shown
On everything but me
Every little thing is free
Every little moment sings
Every little ray of sunshine
Every little broken heart of mine
How many times the sun has shown
On everything but me
Blinded by the snow today
My true friend grey skies comes to play
Lost inside my forest desire
Feeling this wild funeral pyre
How many times the sun has shown
On everything but me
Every little thing is free
Every little moment sings
Every little ray of sunshine
Every little broken heart of mine
How many times the sun has shown
On everything but me
Every little thing is free
Every little moment sings
Every little ray of sunshine
Every little broken heart of mine
How many times the sun has shown
On everything but me
poem by Barbara Vanier
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The Unforgiven
New blood joins this earth
and quikly he's subdued
through constant pain disgrace
the young boy learns their rules
with time the child draws in
this whipping boy done wrong
deprived of all his thoughts
the young man struggles on and on he's known
a vow unto his own
that never from this day
his will they'll take away
what I've felt
what I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never be
never see
won't see what might have been
what I've felt
what I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never free
never me
so I dub thee unforgiven
they dedicate their lives
to running all of his
he tries to please them all
this bitter man he is
throughout his life the same
he's battled constantly
this fight he cannot win
a tired man they see no longer cares
the old man then prepares
to die regretfully
that old man here is me
what I've felt
what I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never be
never see
won't see what might have been
what I've felt
what I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never free
never me
so I dub the unforgiven
you labeled me
I'll label you
so I dub the unforgiven
song performed by by Metallica from Metallica
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I am the vessel. The draft is God's. And God is the thirsty one.
quote by Dag Hammarskjold
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The Unexpected
My heart as always been an open book
I hide nothing, it's just who I am
But because of certain
Paths that I took
The unexpected
The wrong choices
I use to close my heart
To any person that tried to get close
I find it hard to share
My soul
My heart
My very being
To anyone that wants
To get close
Through my muse
I express what I feel
Through my muse
I hide no lies
Through my muse
I've learnt how to be alive
Through my muse
I've meet all of you
You have shown me how to love
You have shown me how to smile
You have shown me how to share
You have shown me how to be human
And I've learnt to be free
By just being me
With that in mind
I thank you all for just being you.
And being my friend
©Copyright Kaila George 2012
poem by Kaila George
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The commerce of India does not grow, nor does that of Portugal, or of Turkey; that but that of the protected countries does increase, as has been shown in the case of Spain, and can now be shown in that of Germany.
quote by Henry Charles Carey
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