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Every time another review comes out I let out a deep breath.

quote by Michael Chabon
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Breath! Breath out!

A moment of silence.
Breath out!
There is nothing to say aloud.
Reflection of passion in the eyes.
Breath!
There is no time to realize.
They quickly open the door lock.
Breath out!
They look at the clock.
Endless kiss in the hall.
Breath!
Don’t fall!
The sound of falling ring.
Breath out!
Ding, ding!
The smell of electricity on the skin.
Breath!
Who will win?
A certain expression on his face.
Breath out!
It’s not a race.
Fulfilling with ecstasy two glasses.
Breath!
They are full of fantasies.
Not clear whispers of wet lips.
Breath out!
You are not VIPs.
The hasty movements of two lightings.
Breath!
They are fighting.
One is tender, another one is rude.
Breath out!
One is not so cute.
Rocking hands of the clock.
Breath!
Don’t get a shock!
As… one is released,
another one is not.
Take a deep breath!
As… here is a dot.

Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)

poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Deep

Every time I hear the sound of the rain
Beating on my roof again
I want to taste your love
And I want to go deep
Deep
I want to go deep
Deep
I want to go deep
Every time I lift my eyes to the sky
Something in my heart asks why
I want to know the truth
And I want to go deep
Deep
I want to go deep
Like the footprints
Disappearing from the sand
I try to catch the thought
It slips right through my hand
And as the darkness
Throws its cloak upon the ground
I start to run to you
Ive got to take you down
I want to go deep
Deep
I want to go deep
Deep
I want to go deep
Every time I feel Im loosing my way
The power of your love remains
I want to touch your love
An I want to go deep
Deep
I want to go deep
Deep
I want to go deep
Deep
I want to go deep

song performed by by Moody Blues
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Book

If I write a book,
Would I approach
You to write its
Review?

Why?

If my book is
Worth reading,
Wouldn't you be
Tempted to write
Its review?

Why should I
Use you for its
Marketing and
Publicity?

If you like my book,
You'll yourself feel like
Sharing with everybody

It's an instinct
That comes
Naturally…

We believe in
Loving and giving,
And so if we genuinely
Like something,
We'll recommend it
Or choose it for gifting

So if I write a book,
I'll never beseech you
To write its review

I would rather wait
For you to feel free
To read it and perhaps
Write its review…

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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I wish I could be like Shaw who once read a bad review of one of his plays, called the critic and said: 'I have your review in front of me and soon it will be behind me.'

quote by Barbra Streisand
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The Royal Review

All hail to the Empress of India, Great Britain's Queen--
Long may she live in health, happy and serene--
That came from London, far away,
To review the Scottish Volunteers in grand array:
Most magnificent to be seen,
Near by Salisbury Crags and its pastures green,
Which will long be remembered by our gracious Queen--

And by the Volunteers, that came from far away,
Because it rain'd most of the day.
And with the rain their clothes were wet all through,
On the 25th day of August, at the Royal Review.
And to the Volunteers it was no lark,
Because they were ankle deep in mud in the Queen's Park,
Which proved to the Queen they were loyal and true,
To ensure such hardships at the Royal Review.

Oh! it was a most beautiful scene
To see the Forfarshire Artillery matching past the Queen:
Her Majesty with their steady marching felt content,
Especially when their arms to her they did present.

And the Inverness Highland Volunteers seemed verygran',
And marched by steady to a man
Amongst the mud without dismay,
And the rain pouring down on them all the way.
And the bands they did play, God Save the Queen,
Near by Holyrood Palace and the Queen's Park so green.

Success to our noble Scottish Volunteers!
I hope they will be spared for many long years,
And to Her Majesty always prove loyal and true,
As they have done for the second time at the Royal Review.

To take them in general, they behaved very well,
The more that the rain fell on them pell-mell.
They marched by Her Majesty in very grand array,
Which will be remembered for many a long day,
Bidding defiance to wind and rain,
Which adds the more fame to their name.

And I hope none of them will have cause to rue
The day that they went to the Royal Review.
And I'm sure Her Majesty ought to feel proud,
And in her praise she cannot speak too loud,
Because the more that it did rain they did not mourn,
Which caused Her Majesty's heart with joy to burn,
Because she knew they were loyal and true
For enduring such hardships at the Royal Review.

poem by William Topaz McGonagall
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Poetic Swedes in Outer Space Sensation

Did you see today's news headline?
'Swedes Beam Poetry into Outer Space'
it takes 25 years to get to Vega
and the review comes back 50 years after writing it.

so get your kids to start right now
and in 50 years time the review comes back
when they're 60 years old
saying
'This poetry reads like a ten-year-old's...
is that the best you humans can manage
after all these years? '

space-time has its problems

poem by Michael Shepherd
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The critic leaves at curtain fall To find, in starting to review it, He scarcely saw the play at all For starting to review it.

quote by E.B. White
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Praise and criticism seem to me to operate exactly on the same level. If you get a great review, it's really thrilling for about ten minutes. If you get a bad review, it's really crushing for ten minutes. Either way, you go on.

quote by Ann Patchett
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Sententiæ

If the father’s bankrupt, and the sons fail,
Blaming it on their own bad start,
Say the father should have gone to gaol,
Forgetting their grandfather’s part.

So with all centuries of blame
Fathers by their children cursed,
Say that all the trouble came
From Eve and Adam first.

Both wrong: are wronged. But we are wronged
the most.
Their life was deep, but only deep, immersed.
We fathom further, deep enough to boast
We know a worse beneath our father’s worst.

Cambridge Review, 52/1290 (10 June 1931), 493.

poem by Hugh Sykes Davies
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Intro

(Rustling about)
(Church bells ring)
(Deep breaths)
(Breath) Children of the beast's embrace
To scorn and hate the human race
(Breath) Consume the light that hugs the Earth
And aid the womb (Breath) in giving birth
To a group that will appear
(Breath) And guide you through this final year
The dark armies then will come
When the sum is 41!

song performed by by Sum 41
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Who Eventually Pays For This?

If it was that simple...
Why the need,
For a depth of explanation?

Or one's lost of breath,
To add sensation?

Who eventually pays for this?
And at whose expense,
Are minds finding this time to waste.

'We'll exclude yours as moments of waste!
Since whatever it is results in your deduced reasoning process.
And has attracted your 'pro-rated' analysis.
So at least something of an exchange has been to your benefit! '

Thank you.
I am 'almost' impressed.
But I am not here to review my clarity!

'Then why bother?
It is obvious your needs,
Have been identified.
And are not here to be pleased! '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet: Self-Meditation

If when you close your eyes, this world is gone,
An inner world comes into your purview;
And when you close your ears while all alone,
This world anew, you can better review.

And when your skin’s benumbed, outer world’s lost,
You can now look better into your mind;
The world inside has become yours and vast;
The things you yearned for, you can always find.

Now, when you blank your mind, this world too wanes;
A tranquil state prevails one never felt!
Without sadness or joy, trifles or pains;
Now, hold your breath and things will tend to melt.

Self-meditation makes a man feel God,
For, deep within his heart, resides the Lord!

poem by John Celes
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You Lie...And Yo Breath Stank

You lie and yo breath stank you lie and yo breath stank
Save your time don't give me that speech
And use that time to go brush your teeth
A good mouthwash would be a start
Cause your breath done smell like your mouth done a fart
You lie and yo breath stank
So bad it makes it hard to think
You lie and yo breath stank
Smells just like it's a septic tank
You lie and yo breath stank you lie and yo breath stank
Damn homeboy won't you chew on some gum
You smell like a mixture of chili dogs and rum
Don't be cheap and juts chew on a stick
Throw in the whole pack and chew on it quick
You lie and yo breath stank
So bad it makes it hard to think
You lie and yo breath stank
Rolls me over like a Sherman tank
You lie and yo breath stank you lie and yo breath stank
Open your mouth the whole room stunk
You need a chisel to hammer off the funk
Your breath would turn a shirt into lint
So do us all a favor and suck on a mint
You lie and yo breath stank you lie and yo breath stank
Open your mouth just another lie
What's that smell did somethin' die
A funky kind of stank that makes you go phew
Took a wiff straight out it was coming from you
You lie and yo breath stank
So bad it makes it hard to thank
You lie and yo breath stank
So bad damn your breath is rank
Damn yo breath stank

song performed by by Infectious Grooves
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From my close observation of writers... they fall into two groups: 1) those who bleed copiously and visibly at any bad review, and 2) those who bleed copiously and secretly at any bad review.

quote by Isaac Asimov
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From my close observation of writers...they fall into two groups 1) those who bleed copiously and visibly at any bad review, and 2) those who bleed copiously and secretly at any bad review.

quote by Isaac Asimov
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Deep

blank stare
disrepair
there's a big black hole gonna eat me up someday
(but) someday
fades away
like a memory - or a place that you'd rather be
some place
lost in space
an itch in my head that's telling me somewhere
somewhere
out there anywhere I don't care get me out of here
if I could feel
all the pins and the pricks
if you were real
I could take what's apart and put it all back together now
this will come true
help me get through
into you
deep deep deep deep deep deep deep deep
all I can do
driving me through
into you
deep deep deep deep deep deep deep deep
one track
got you on your back
your skin speaks up but you lips couldn't say it
right now I know somehow
we could take the chance and we could make it make it
right here make it all disappear
everything that we've been missing missing
you make me feel
like there's a part of me
that I want to get back again
make this come true
help me get through
into you
deep deep deep deep deep deep deep deep
all I can do
pushing it through
into you
deep deep deep deep deep deep deep deep
all I can do
driving on through
into you
deep deep deep deep deep deep deep deep
you're slipping through
I'm coming, too
into you
deep deep deep deep deep deep deep deep
we could become
two into one
leave this behind
over and done
everything new
I'm getting through
into you

song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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Breath Baby Breath By: Taylor Donnelly

Breath Baby Breath
By: Taylor Donnelly

Oh the fire the fire is burning

The thought in you are still churning

Around and around

Waiting for your feet to touch back down

I wait on this corning by Paige street

Wondering if there is a day in our future we will meet

We are fading into oblivion

We are fading so fast

Caught in the cross fire

Hoping that this will last

There is a fire that burn blue

And maybe a little gray too

There is a garden as green as you

I'll help it grow as you do

I'll help it grow as you do

There is a mountain to tall to climb

But if you ever reach the top they'll make it a crime

There is boy who will never hold my hand

But god damn it i understand

Come with me come fly away

Leave this god forsaken day

There is a fire that burn blue

And maybe a little gray too

Breath in deeply

Breath in slowly

Breath

Breath baby breath

Slow down

I feel deep and dirt I'm your I'm yours

I feel deep and dirty but your but yours

I'm yours I'm yours

There is a fire that burn blue

And a little gray too

poem by Taylor P. Donnelly
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In A Breath

Life is only one breath after another,
We are the ones who control our breaths, not oneanother.
A breath is all it takes,
To make a breath.

In a breath you could stop,
In a breath you could drop,
In a breath anything could happen,
In a breath anything could happen.

Life is the journey down a pathway,
Of which stones are breaths that show you the way.
A path to eternity, to forever.
Where you shall stay forever and ever.

In a breath you could die,
In a breath you could fly,
In a breath anything could happen,
In a breath anything could happen.

Tomorrow is yet a turn,
A turn you may not reach, but only a breath can determine,
You don't know when your final turn comes.
You do not know what you will become.

In a breath you could win,
In a breath you could sin.
In a breath anything could happen,
anything could happen.

Life is but a breath,
Air is but a breath,
In life you will find the truth,
And find air is the proof.

In a breath you could find nothing,
In a breath you could find everything,
In a breath anything could happen,
In a breath anything could happen.

You travel down a river,
Where bubbles are breaths and you are the giver.
The giver of ripples, of currents,
Of which for endurence.

In a breath you could loose,
In a breath you could choose.
In a breath anything could happen
In a breath anything could happen.

Follow the river of dreams to the sea.
This is eternity you will see.
Breath avery breath,
As if it were your last breath.

In a breath you could sail.
In a breath you could fail.
In a breath anything could happen,
anything could happen.

poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Review My Kisses

Im only happy when Im with you
I only feel good when Im talking to you
& Im a mess when you dont call me
Call me at night
Where did you go
Where did you go
And did you think of me
Its hard to breathe
& my heart is sinking
Im slipping fast
& Im reaching for you
Its gonna hurt cause
I have been there before
Cant take much more
Cant take another night
Without you beside me
I want to review my kisses
On every inch of your body
I want to reveal my secrets
That only you should know
I feel all this pain inside of me
That only your lips can make better
I wanna review my kisses
So you wont forget that you are mine
Dont wanna care more than you do
Dont wanna be the 1 whos out in the rain
Dont wanna get that
Call where you sound so cold
So far away, so far away
Like the distant roll of thunder
I want to review my kisses
On every inch of your body
I want to reveal my secrets
That only you should know
I feel all this pain inside of me
That only your lips can make better
I wanna review my kisses
So you wont forget that you are mine
Its a cave in the darkness
And Im lost inside you
Dont go
I want to review my kisses
On every inch of your body
I want to reveal my secrets
That only you should know
I feel like a childless mother
Longing to hold her baby
If I could review my kisses
Then you wont forget that you are mine

song performed by by LeAnn Rimes
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The Scheme

the scheme is concealed and you keep
it for a long time now
you murmur deep, deep inside you
like
you know well
how you sound
inert, inward, secretly whispering self
unto self
it is a pact between the heart and the mind
a fusion of the bodily and the spiritual
inside your sweet being
you take a deeper breath
whole and fresh
so slowly like savoring
a soul
this time you plunge yourself in the magnificence
of contented silence.
there is so much beauty
when light is finally turned off.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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