Prolonged endurance tames the bold.
quote by Lord Byron
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A Canticle
Like darkness descends an old raven
A fog obscures both banks
of the girl's eyes
Ah what a prolonged sleep
A red-eyed pigeon on the cornice sits
September nineteenth a flimsy telegram
Ah what a prolonged sleep
The storm dies down
on the tired mast
The storm uncoils
its eight tentacles
And a huge dance-hall looms into sight
And a red-eyed pigeon on the cornice sits
what’s the news now
Ah what a prolonged sleep
The storm dies down
on the dream book of Jung
The storm drops dead
from anaemia
But who will make that girl understand but this
There’s little profit in searching for the one
That is by now wood-dead from fasting an Adam’s lifetime
Ah what a prolonged sleep
Ah what a prolonged sleep
(Translated from Bangla by the poet)
poem by Subrata Augustine Gomes
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Life Teaching
Life has been my teacher
time has been my tutor
living has been made my homework.
Its a class i have never missed
for this lesson has been prolonged.
The teacher is punctual
for this i punctuate every lesson
with a test of wit
i am pushed to the peak
of my endurance
and i'm let to fall
a test on my faith
i fear
though i hear
victory is here
i trust my gear
hence i rise every time i fall.
poem by Pen anthony
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Bold & Reckless
(r. hine, j. obstoj)
Producer: rupert hine
Album: non-album track
B-side of the australian steamy windows single
From the the best uk/europe 12 and cd5
So yo think youve got a hold on me
But did you ever, or is that your fantasy.
Ill miss you when you go,
But, no pain wont show
Im free to search and go my way.
So bold, so bold and reckless.
I suppose youve been good to me
Maybe not enough to rock my sanity.
You never asked me questions,
And you never understood.
Im free to search and go my way.
So bold, so bold and reckless.
So bold, yeah bold and reckless.
Well, I cant live in a cage,
Ive just got to be free, dancin and flyin away.
But your always in my dreams, runin
Yes, your always in my dreams, runin
So weve been gettin closer by degree
But, you wont ever bring me to my knees.
Youll never make me shy,
And you wont see me cry.
Im still free to go my way.
So bold, so bold and reckless.
So bold, still bold and reckless.
Yes, you were always in my dreams runin
Always in my dreams.
So bold, so bold and reckless.
Yeah, yeah, so bold and reckless.
Yeah, yeah, so bold and reckless.
Still bold, still bold and reckless.
Still bold, still bold and reckless.
song performed by by Tina Turner
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A Resting Needed Comes To Loom
Prolonged is this marathon,
Initiated by the budding of Spring...
And a thawing done once again,
With the dawning of promise...
Blooming within that seems not to end.
Prolonged is this marathon,
With a wish to witness and touch...
Daring an eye not to close too much,
Too soon.
But a resting needed comes to loom,
And linger,
Until...
Until,
A snore awakens from an unsuspecting nod.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How good is good
When things compared, quality talked
When quality even, money mattered
When money unimportant, endurance considered
When endurance limitless, quantity overlooked
When quantity doesn't affect, heart decides
When heart is failed, luck plays
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Endurance
We punish our bodies
in the most incredible ways
to ensure we reach
the standard we want to attain,
just to see how much
our fresh and blood can stand.
We push ourselves
to our upper limits
just to seek how much
our endurance level is.
When pain becomes excruciating
we still carry on
until our senses are blinded,
our heart rate sores,
nerves begin to twitch
and our breathing becomes laboured,
yet still we carry on
fighting all that will kill us
just to seek how much
our endurance level is.
11 May 2012
poem by David Harris
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A Catering Administered
Awaiting in a patient anticipation,
For a yesterday gone...
To make a prolonged reappearance,
Will at best...
Not soon occur.
But will expose those selfish and greedy,
Bigoted and disturbed.
A catering administered and purposely done,
Has spoiled the majority...
With beliefs their deceit,
Leaves them to be the 'special ones'.
Awaiting in a patient anticipation,
For a yesterday gone...
To make a prolonged reappearance,
Will at best...
Not soon occur.
Protesters lining up on streets to jeer,
For a numbing to continue...
Preventing truth to approach near.
And...
Politicians with false tongues,
Blaming conditions on recent elected ones.
With a hope no one notices,
Their pockets full...
From theft that has been legally consented,
Condoned to keep seats they've 'won'.
Awaiting in a patient anticipation,
For a yesterday gone...
To make a prolonged reappearance,
Will at best...
Not soon occur.
But will expose those selfish and greedy,
Bigoted and disturbed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Into Forensics
Death did not kill them.
The way they lived killed them.
Death just ended it from being prolonged.
And stopping their activities,
To bring them eternal peace.
Experienced by a physical release.
Allowing an entrapped soul to be freed.
Death did not kill them.
The way they lived killed them.
Death just ended it from being prolonged.
Unlike ignorance.
Ignorance commits mass murder on a daily basis.
And gets away with it.
To defend those who become offended...
If they are accused of it.
'AND' their guilt is proven!
You're into forensics.
Figure that one out!
I'm going somewhere to enjoy my divorce.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In It I Trust
I have felt pain.
But there was nothing to gain,
By a prolonged weeping to achieve.
I have been treated as if I did not exist.
By those I loved devotedly.
And laid to share a nakedness with.
Names I have been called,
Some of which were within listening distance.
As if I had been born,
Without feelings felt to experience.
I have had lows.
To make anyone's bottom,
Appear to be 'up' for me.
But...
Such faith I have and in it I trust.
I have felt pain.
But there was nothing to gain,
By a prolonged weeping to achieve.
I have learned many times to get up off my knees.
And to step over obstacles left to leave behind.
With a looking forward I do as I keep this belief...
My best to give is only for those knowing,
In the giving of it that is shared...
There is a mutual deserving of it to cherish.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bold As Love
Anger he smiles, towering in shiny metallic purple armour
Queen jealousy, envy waits behind him
Her fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground
Blue are the life-giving waters taken for granted,
They quietly understand
Once happy turquoise armies lay opposite ready,
But wonder why the fight is on
But theyre all bold as love, yes, theyre all bold as love
Yeah, theyre all bold as love
Just ask the axis
My red is so confident that he flashes trophies of war and
Ribbons of euphoria
Orange is young, full of daring,
But very unsteady for the first go round
My yellow in this case is not so mellow
In fact Im trying to say its frigthened like me
And all these emotions of mine keep holding me from, eh,
Giving my life to a rainbow like you
But, Im eh , yeah, Im bold as love
Yeah, yeah
Well Im bold, bold as love (hear me talking, girl)
Im bold as love
Just ask the axis (he knows everything)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
song performed by by Jimi Hendrix
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Be bold, be bold, and everywhere be bold.
quote by Herbert Spencer
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Real art has the capacity to make us nervous. By reducing the work of art to its content and then interpreting that, one tames the work of art. Interpretation makes art manageable, comfortable.
quote by Susan Sontag
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As matchless beauty
As matchless beauty thee a Phoenix proves,
Fair Leonilla, so thy sour-sweet loves.
For when young Acon's eye thy proud heart tames,
Thou diest in him, and livest in my flames.
poem by John Wilbye
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There is no instance of a nation benefitting from prolonged warfare.
Use your brain, not your endurance.
quote by Peter Thomson
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You get yourself up for it somehow, and your endurance and the crowd gets you up, too.
quote by Janet Jackson
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