Well, clearly, for me in the immediate future, it is grappling, like so many other governors are grappling, with the economic woes of these states. We were all hoping to see some federal relief.
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Grasp And Grapple...
upon a piece of old
rosewood
the hand keeps its
grasp
grappling for a hold
to prevent the
fatal fall
darkness surrounds
the grappling
continues
the man in me
must live
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So we just hope that all of these governors who are grappling will be able to provide the basic services to our citizens and not have to cut things that really are painful.
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Strength instead of being the lusty child of passion, grows by grappling with and subduing them.
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We worship an awesome God in the Blue States, and we don't like federal agents poking around our libraries in the Red States. We coach Little League in the Blue States and have gay friends in the Red States.
quote by Barack Obama
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Now a Protestant confronting a Catholic ghost is exactly Shakespeare's way of grappling with what was not simply a general social problem but one lived out in his own life.
quote by Stephen Greenblatt
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We are personalities in the making, limited, and grappling with things too high for us. Obviously we, at very best, will make many mistakes, but these mistakes need not be sins.
quote by E. Stanley Jones
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Reinventing Absence
absence
reinvented
i must remember its face first
before i can go on
with the restructuring
i am looking for it
it is not there yet
i grappling with a lot of presences
soft and twisted
gnarled and whorled
and dumped
and pliant
i want to touch it again
despite the pain
it is not here yet
it is far and dark and
uncertain
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I'm still grappling with all the things most people resolve by the time they're 35. Maybe that's why I make music that is relevant to young people. I'm emotionally stuck at the age of 13.
quote by Siobhan Fahey
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I Am Sorry, Sir!
Discerning deeply what I was wrong,
I felt guilty and sad songs.
I deserve being scolded for my mistake.
'I'm a humble student, 'it's my faith.
Though this is not the terrible trauma,
I made you angry and bitter.
But I never failed to pay respect.
Anyway I'll compensate with the tacit attempt.
By grappling ruth and racy words,
You help me be on the right tract
And kill unaccpectable and dangerous thoughts
For my future not to be locked.
Via the nib of plea-showing soul,
Nail myself the troth, 'Eager to bow.'
This poetry declares my heartfelt apology.
Please.....Please.....I am so sorry!
poem by Aung Si Myanmar
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After one hundred years of federal rule, the United States House of Representatives has moved to provide for the first meaningful route to self-determination for the Puerto Rican people under our federal system.
quote by Dick Thornburgh
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Tis so appalling—it exhilarates
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'Tis so appalling—it exhilarates—
So over Horror, it half Captivates—
The Soul stares after it, secure—
A Sepulchre, fears frost, no more—
To scan a Ghost, is faint—
But grappling, conquers it—
How easy, Torment, now—
Suspense kept sawing so—
The Truth, is Bald, and Cold—
But that will hold—
If any are not sure—
We show them—prayer—
But we, who know,
Stop hoping, now—
Looking at Death, is Dying—
Just let go the Breath—
And not the pillow at your Cheek
So Slumbereth—
Others, Can wrestle—
Yours, is done—
And so of Woe, bleak dreaded—come,
It sets the Fright at liberty—
And Terror's free—
Gay, Ghastly, Holiday!
poem by Emily Dickinson
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El Captain
By the harbour I harbor
The strangest memories
Older than I could ever be
Stranded in nostalgia
So tonight i'll try harder
But it's hard to fix this spotlight on me
In a cast that's taking places
I'm not sure of where I want to be
Stand up, stand up and stand out
I'll Climb El Captain
And jump up to cheers from the crowd
Stand up, stand up and stand out
And I hope you take your camera
To photograph my tears as they hit the ground
No one even listens
The same way that no one ever laughs
I'm taking the car out of the snow
I'm wondering where the summer went to
Circled by your secrets
I'm hoping that they don't include me
At least I'm in good company
Because there's no one else around except me
Stand up, stand up and stand out
I'll Climb el captain
Just to watch the world slow itself
Stand up, stand up and stand out
And I hope you took your camera
The silence makes the loudest sound
It seems far too easy to say the same things
I'll choose my own way to use my life up
And finally I found a new way to say the same things in imaginary ways
I use my life up
You were looking at pictures in the distance
Hoping to see the future
In your pictures of the distance
Hoping to see the future
Looking at pictures in the distance
Hoping to see the future
Through your pictures of the distance
Hoping to see the future
Looking at pictures in the distance
Hoping to see the future
In your pictures of the distance
Hoping to see the future
Looking at pictures in the distance
Hoping to see the future
In your pictures of the distance
Hoping to see the future
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El Capitan
By the harbour I harbor
The strangest memories
Older than I could ever be
Stranded in nostalgia
So tonight i'll try harder
But it's hard to fix this spotlight on me
In a cast that's taking places
I'm not sure of where I want to be
Stand up, stand up and stand out
Applaud El Captain
And jump up to cheers from the crowd
Stand up, stand up and stand out
And I hope you take your camera
To photograph my tears as they hit the ground
No one even listens
The same way that no one ever laughs
I'm taking the car out of the snow
I'm wondering where the summer went to
Circled by your secrets
I'm hoping that they don't include me
At least I'm in good company
Because there's no one else around except me
Stand up, stand up and stand out
Applaud el captain
Just to watch the world slow itself
Stand up, stand up and stand out
And I hope you took your camera
The silence makes the loudest sound
It seems far too easy to say the same things
I'll choose my own way to use my life up
And finally I found a new way to say the same things in imaginary ways
I use my life up
You were looking at pictures in the distance
Hoping to see the future
In your pictures of the distance
Hoping to see the future
Looking at pictures in the distance
Hoping to see the future
Through your pictures of the distance
Hoping to see the future
Looking at pictures in the distance
Hoping to see the future
In your pictures of the distance
Hoping to see the future
Looking at pictures in the distance
Hoping to see the future
In your pictures of the distance
Hoping to see the future
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Grotto Story
I am found
in the Story Grotto
with millions of others
grappling with a tale
to tell;
holding it
in the dull light
hoping for a clue
to it,
wrestling it to the grotto ground
trying to understand it.
I and it
merge too much;
I am much more than my Story
yet
now
it is all I have.
I draw blinds over parts of it
can't bear to see aspects of it;
sad sad visions there.
There are lighter moments, of course,
but not enough to light the grotto.
I grapple with my Story
good parts and bad;
trying wring from it
emotion juice
wring it all out,
neuter it
so I can leave
its bloodless hulk
on the grotto floor
and go back
out into
the
sunlight.
I am not my Story alone
and should not let my life
leave me alone
with it
in
the
dark
dark
grotto.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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The Misery That Seeks More Company
when failures
fall down
they decide not to rise
from the place of
their perdition
from where they fall
hardly surviving
on hands grappling
and breaths grasping
they simply sit there
silently
looking for
more of their kin and kind
like some kind of
bus passengers waiting
for their trip
to nowhere
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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There are congressmen in our congregation, judges, federal reserve governors. And there are also people who are homeless and some who are mentally ill. To be able to talk to each of those people is something that I've had to learn how to do over the years.
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But again, you know, the views that we've expressed are transferring power back from the federal government to the states, giving Alaska an incredible opportunity to expand its economy, especially at a time when our federal government is coming close to bankruptcy.So that is a broad-based appeal. It's not an extreme view.
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This Coming Valentine's Day
what can i tell you now?
you always had it in your mind
that i betrayed your love.
i have nothing to say to defend
my own self.
i have long been punished by
my own lingering
loneliness.
i punished myself like
Oedipus.
Blind i walk the lonely alleys
of my life
grappling but still
surviving as i do not wish
to drag this precious life
to my own
self-willed destruction
life has its place
i too have mine
we are living separately
but we are still one
in this
quest for resolution
i cannot offer you my heart
you know the reason why.
i cannot offer you my thoughts
they are owned by someone.
i have nothing to offer
but i have only one request
you may not forgive me
but please, try forgetting me
ask me if i have forgotten you
how can i?
this valentine's day
i kiss another lips hoping to forget yours.
time is too cruel for us.
let us blame it.
time deceived us
let us ask it about the truth
time is elusive
still we cannot catch
my heart does not bleed anymore
falling short of blood.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Waiting For The Right Time
up all night too
i wrote something too personal for you
i could not find
the best metaphor for it
and so
i went literally
on the
consonants of my
grappling
the following morning
i look for
beauty
there is none
and so i deleted it
there is no sense
of the divine
there is only that
mundane grasshopper
singing under the sun
nothing about the sacrifices of the ants
or the redeeming quality
of the turtle
i am not impressed at all
about what i am
i am waiting for the right time
to find the reason why i must
open and bloom
why i should not take the pain some more
in the tightness of my
bud.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Pearls of Wisdom
SONNET:
Despairing tears shed in the dark - alone.
Hot, round and plump, cascading on cold cheek -
an avalanche for our sins to atone.
Recalling solutions we had to seek.
From every tear shed, grows pearls of wisdom.
An enquiring mind joining in the search.
To hardship we had become accustom'.
Grappling for answers just out of our reach.
We fight for the helm of destination,
over steering on our chosen pathway.
Loosing sight of intended direction,
forgetting to relinquish reigns and pray.
Chances to make a difference - expired
Peace in your heart - soul infinitely tired.
© 2012 Suzette Crous
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From tears shed in the dark
grow pearls of wisdom -
round and plump,
cascading on cold cheeks.
Denying the broken dreams
of long forgotten youth.
Grappling with the guilt
felt over hard decisions made.
An enquiring mind searching
for the elusive truth -
only just out of reach.
Rejecting the answers at hand
and formulating excuses.
Your chance to make a difference
had long ago expired.
You reluctantly accept
the inevitable.
Peace within your heart.
© 2012 Suzette Crous
poem by Suzette Crous
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