Beckett had an unerring light on things, which I much appreciated.
quote by Harold Pinter
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Focus (Life Poem)
After three drinks, I sit and focus
On the night in Santo Domingo,
Like Greene’s Honorary Consul,
It is “the right measure” for me,
Beckett reads Beckett remembering.
Where he strips man’s inexhaustible
Search for meaning to bare bones.
These thoughts aided by a smooth
Handmade cigar and Carlos Primero,
I wonder as I focus on this scrap of
Scribbles should I keep it, or leave it
On the table, for some tramp to read,
While he smokes the dog-end of
What was a reasonably good cigar?
poem by Ian Beckett
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The myth
Being receptive to my heed
You rejected not my love.
In value, I’m appreciated.
For that you’re not depreciated.
By my deeds and words
You were kindled to bloom.
In value, you’re appreciated.
For that I ’m not depreciated.
By body and sense, either
way, were not we tinted?
But
Hearts are beset;
Minds are septic;
Thoughts are haunted;
Feelings are crippled;
Path is bleak.
Are we not depreciated
Each for the other
To get the other appreciated,
By feeding the other?
It is a myth to think otherwise.
13.06.99, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The chance to be both artistically appreciated and commercially appreciated... That's what you hope for.
quote by Gerard Butler
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Do good and throw it into the sea -- if it is not appreciated by an ungrateful man, it will be appreciated by God.
Schizophrenia (Sorrow Poem)
I am certain now that I am me and he and she
So I try to hide hoping you will not notice but
They say things They do things
To make you think To make you ask
That he is crazy Is she really mad
That they are not Then they are too
But he is she too And they say
So when I take the I should take the
Pills, so they and he and she will all go away,
So I will just be me again and you will not be,
As frightened of us.
poem by Ian Beckett
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They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it's night once more.
quote by Samuel Beckett
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0284 A Poet to His Critic, OK?
Look, everyone from birth to death, yeah? is
tryin' to express somethin', right? , that
goes beyond
what they've expressed before, OK? so
what we need isn't a ton of crit-shit, yeah? but
a little help and advice would be appreciated... right?
an' we don't ask for praise, OK? although
it's always nice, yeah? but
a little encouragement would be appreciated... right?
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Unquenchable Fire (Love Poem)
Monday memories of together again,
When ordinary things become special,
With you beside me, sharing the moment,
A pavement espresso, a smile, a place,
A knowing look, our post-prandial siesta,
Burns bright like the unquenchable fire,
The never-ending passion, of my endless
Love, for you and those little things you do.
poem by Ian Beckett
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There is an abiding beauty which may be appreciated by those who will see things as they are and who will ask for no reward except to see.
quote by Vera Brittain
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Bright White Light
Totally out of it
Out of Control
Raised out of my shell
Raised higher upwards
To the Bright White light
Thumping of the skull
Against thy brains
Weightlessly ponder the
Depth and height of thy mind
In the Bright White light
Enlightened above
Shown crystal clear
Are other reasons of notions
The truth is lain before thee
By the Bright White light
Lost alone in a crowd
Distanced from the others
They said it would go
Away but it’s still me
And the Bright White light
poem by Stephen Beckett
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Face Lift (Life Poem)
Your old blindness
Now crystal clear
The world around
Now light bright.
It’s not just vanity
Friends assure you
And you look great
Did you get face lift?
No just new glasses!
poem by Ian Beckett
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Appreciated Effort
Examining him from head to toe,
I've my own worries to share with you;
She saw love in him and couldn't stop looking.
Examining him from head to toe,
I can't shoulder your problems as well;
His skin was as young as a boy.
Appreciated effort,
With love, scope and imaginations;
Appreciated effort,
With sharply defined muscles over his torso;
That's the love that she finds in him.
Very handsome, very lovely;
An appreciated effort to the one she loves.
Very pretty, very lovely;
An appreciated effort to the one she loves.
What we do and how we do it is all in the name of love,
'Ah, mademoiselle'!
The voice of the man to the curious woman;
She saw love by examining him from head to toe.
He is really a poet and the inevitable occurred,
Dressed in a flowing lavender gown to approach the man;
Ah! Their love met with a kiss,
'Oh my dear'! She finally managed to say words like these;
But the human brain of his man is very far ahead of mankind.
I'm not certain but only hopeful,
'You are mine and mine only' were the very words;
She had finally found love by examining him from head to toe.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Something Common
Your love is like the nude picture next to me,
But sex is sex and love is love;
And i have hosen you as my light to guide me on.
Too real to be true and too light to carry,
But it must have been love! !
And the delight of this news is well appreciated,
Because i am behind the rising sun!
And we have something in common.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Rainbow's Gold
(Terry Slesser/ Kenny Mountain)
(Note: Original by the Beckett, on album "Beckett")
In the heat of the morning
when your day is still dawning
And your bird, she's singing
Catch your soul, he's willing to fly away
Packed your bags in a hurry
Because your mind's in a worry
Mark my words, you're gonna be sorry if you ever fly away
Sweet little girl with the Saint Da Vinci-smile
Stares at me with sadness in her eyes
I'm not sure if she's really real or make-believe
Maybe she's a vision that comes to only me
Cause I'm so tired
Yes I'm so tired
So tired
Yes I'm so tired
SOLO
REPEAT FIRST VERSE
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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All I know is what the words know, and dead things, and that makes a handsome little sum, with a beginning and a middle and an end, as in the well-built phrase and the long sonata of the dead.
quote by Samuel Beckett
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light-I Live By Light
I live by light
Was born seeing night and day
Colours bright and grey
Shape and form
Height and depth
Of things I knew.
I live by light Grew
Seeing family and friends
Scots and other peoples
War and peace
Experiencing joy fear
Of from
People I knew.
I live in light be
Seeing things that I do not 'see',
Things shown to me
Not by, but in the light
That light Knows me.
I love this light that shows me
What It 'Is'
And captures me
To make me be.
I fear this light
That clearest shows the way.
It calls me out of light
That I do know
To enter darkness
Where only It
Can glow.
poem by Mary Mc Creath
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What You Get Is a Pinch to Feel
I'm here to bite not to lick.
Or to soothe blemished egos.
I'm not one to sit and kiss a bruise.
Nor spread honey,
On an attacking wolfe's lips.
What you get is a pinch to feel.
I will not keep things deluded,
For your appeal.
I wish to keep things real.
It makes life more appreciated.
And to leave the deceit of thieves...
To plot their misdeeds,
Upon minds fantasized about 'their' realities!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Left Behind
How much does a shadow weight?
Ever present day by day
Silent ally, closest friend
Still beside me at day's end.
Shadows living without names
Candle light distorts and maims
Giving form to silent shapes
Saddening the figure gapes
Knowing full well we've a curse
secret kept in no man's purse
That one day all men must part
When rests still this beating heart.
And should I blow out the light
Would my shadow be alright?
poem by William Blake Beckett
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The Look (Love Poem)
In a moment she catches my eye,
The glance, the quiet smile for me,
I know the look, it was all it took,
For Cupid’s arrow to find it’s mark.
Sometimes after breakfast coffee,
And maybe after lunchtime snack,
And often after romantic dinner,
She looks at me and then I know.
That life is good and we are right,
And all the problems of the light,
Will be put to rest in bed tonight,
With just a look my fears take flight.
poem by Ian Beckett
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I don't want to be disrespectful of the president of the United States, but as a political person, one of the things I appreciated about this president, in the past year especially, is he is a fantastic candidate.
quote by Ed Gillespie
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