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The Poem Is A Catalogue
The Poem is a Catalogue
The Poem is a Catalogue
A Long List
Of all things seen and known
All one’s memories
All the times and loves one has had
The great story of many other lives.
The Poem is a Catalogue of a Continent
Of a new world seen through fresh eyes
It is the night of all Rabelais body- functions
And Whitman’s wanderings
And Borges literary labyrinths
Of Joyce’s English language styles
Oxen of the Sun.
The Poem is a Catalogue of all the people
One has known
Their names and faces and lives
All the relationships one has wanted and regretted
And loved and lived in and needed to be.
The Poem is a Catalogue
Of a few small possessions
One takes in one’s hand
And goes far away with
The books on the desert island
And the last few things a hospice can hold.
The Poem is a Catalogue
Of all one will never be
All one wanted and did not get
The empty half glass.
The Poem is the Catalogue God makes
Of everything there is.
God’s Poems
And we if we can be
Privileged to be
Occasional readers
Or not.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Carefully
You are free to chose,
that’s why
carefully use every word.
Carefully measure every step,
if you don’t want to be swept.
Carefully do all you’ve conceived.
and…if you want to be believed
and… to achieve your aim
it’s not a shame
to start carefully a new song.
And it doesn’t matter if it is long.
If you carefully do all that
you will never regret.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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One of the things that I've always thought I would like to do is to develop an environmental index. Then people can measure their own environmental performance on an index as they do in other ways.
quote by Maurice Strong
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Letter
Written by dewey bunnell, 1976
Found on hideaway and highway.
You have one letter left to send
With no beginning and no end
You saw them in the park
The laughter in the dark, oh no
How can you face him and pretend
So now you thank him carefully, oh no
cause thats the way hes going to be, oh no
I hope you find some reason to be free
There is no sunshine in your eyes
You make no sound and yet you cry
Its not the double cross
You feel the love you lost, oh no
This letter has to say goodbye
So now you thank him carefully, oh no
cause thats the way hes going to be, oh no
I hope you find some reason to be free
You saw them in the park
The laughter in the dark, oh no
How can you face him and pretend
So now you thank him carefully, oh no
cause thats the way hes going to be, oh no
I hope you find some reason to be free
song performed by by America
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Personally, I can't see why it would be any less romantic to find a husband in a nice four-color catalogue than in the average downtown bar at happy hour.
quote by Barbara Ehrenreich
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Woes Versus Rues II
One on one, against and with each other
What's a bottle of alcohol?
"Brothers are bound to each other…"
I listened carefully, the smoke lifting
"Because they are bound by blood, "
I listened carefully, remembering everything
"tethered by compulsory empathy."
I listened carefully, the whiskey sweating
"I do not want that..."
I listened carefully, the sweat soldering down
"I want to be your comrade."
I listened carefully, the echoes rupturing painfully
I have never asked:
"What is a comrade? "
poem by Norman Santos
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Common sense is judgment without reflection, shared by an entire class, an entire nation, or the entire human race.
quote by Giambattista Vico
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Singing Together
Autumn has came already
As in a psalm the amen.
We are together ready
To swallow venom-honey.
We are together ready
To grow the willing crocus
To bloom in our soul
This autumn last in focus.
We are together ready
And blessed by the cloud shadows.
What Sun has planed already-
We are together ready…
Translation of the poetry 'Cantec in doi' by Lucian Blaga
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poem by Elena Daniela
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Elegy In The Classroom
In the thin classroom, where your face
was noble and your words were all things,
I find this boily creature in your place;
find you disarranged, squatting on the window sill,
irrefutably placed up there,
like a hunk of some big frog
watching us through the V
of your woolen legs.
Even so, I must admire your skill.
You are so gracefully insane.
We fidget in our plain chairs
and pretend to catalogue
our facts for your burly sorcery
or ignore your fat blind eyes
or the prince you ate yesterday
who was wise, wise, wise.
poem by Anne Sexton
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You Can Take The Wings Off Me
(t. seals, e. setser)
Now Ive never been in with the fast crowd
Ive never been closer than just a little over the line
I know those nights Id find great temptations
I go home to bed alone
Pull the covers up over my mind
I let it go by and said Id save my feelings
But until I met you
I hardly used them at all
I should say no
Oh whoah I dont want to
Honey you will be the first one
To watch this angel fall
So you can take the wings off me
Lay them down so carefully
Hold me close tonight youll see
I am yours and you can take the wings off me
Oh you can take the wings off me
Oh lay them down so carefully
Oh I should say no
Oh whoah I dont want to
I am yours and you can take the wings off me
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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Mother 5
Mother is always right
Mother is strong and might
Never hack the mother down
Mother is here
To bless the entire town
The entire world order and
The entire sun and the moon
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Spot the Dog
Why do people make you feel invincible?
Just so that they can Destroy you
Everything seems just a waste
I see so much waste
Another Knife, Carefully placed.
People pretend that we're so Humane
As they rip apart each others souls
and hide them in a box
At the back of a dark room
Another Knife, Carefully placed soon.
Life is just a metaphor
For whats known as breaking point
And then it snaps...
As pieces fall all around
Another Life, Carefully placed in the Ground.
poem by Mark Hopwood
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You know, I said I have this problem that I need to more carefully read Akron's text because it's too much, too much fantasy, and so I am busy with other stuff - it's funny, it's nice to hear that someone is studying that carefully and now I know a little bit more about that.
quote by H.R. Giger
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War is mainly a catalogue of blunders.
quote by Winston Churchill
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Never Ever Regret Love
when love comes when its arrows penetrate you
do not refuse it
if love is a pool, plunge and get your lovely bath
and if it is grass, roll over it like a shaggy dog
love its form whatever it is
it does not come often
really, true love does not just come ordinarily
like everyday, sometimes it comes and you are not there to really entertain it
and it goes away
and you cannot find it anymore, the rest that comes to appease you are
counterfeits
i am telling you because it happened to me just once
it did not touch it
it was so fragile that if i touch it
it may turn to dust and with my breath it is blown away like a dream
look at me, i am old and dying and try looking carefully, very carefully
do not be mislead by my body
look into my eyes
do you think that i am alive?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I'm a catalogue artist: I compete with Bob Dylan.
quote by Courtney Love
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There's a whole catalogue of actors that never went to acting school.
quote by Dennis Farina
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Everything that happens happens as it should, and if you observe carefully, you will find this to be so.
quote by Marcus Aurelius
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In the spirit of Rumi - 76 - Poetry
But is it an activity for
grown men and women?
A kind of stocktaking:
sit quietly, begin to feel grateful
for something, maybe your family,
your life even;
remember how your grandmother
said, count your blessings
and you at the age when
you couldn't wait to find them first
and then maybe remember them, maybe not.
The list grows; a feeling that
you should give something back.
It seems a small gift; just words
on paper. So you wrap it
more carefully than other gifts,
write the name of the recipient
carefully, watching the ink
make a thin river like a vein
along the paper.
Can you still remember
how to spell the name?
The address seems
sometimes very far away; sometimes
very close.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Choreographed
No matter what words are spoken,
This turmoil has been carefully arranged.
No matter what plans for peace are discussed,
The game of destruction is the same.
To get those to believe they are under attack...
There has to be a plan created,
To prove that with physical facts.
And they have already done that.
No matter what words are spoken,
This turmoil has been carefully arranged.
And carefully choreographed...
By those who are plotting
To control thought processes
'Delivered' to your brains!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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