The words "I am..." are potent words be careful what you hitch them to. The thing you're claiming has a way of reaching back and claiming you.
quote by A.L. Kitselman
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Beyond Words Beyond Images
it is ironic, these words claiming
that one day, these words will be beyond words,
that these images will be beyond images
that i will be like those who went their way alone
not befriending anyone but keeps on writing
in the middle of the storm
and cyclones and typhoons
and quakes and volcanic eruptions
beyond destruction, beyond words, beyond images.
smart man.
unlimited.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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As you read these lines
As you read these lines
Another toothpick
Is chewed by my teeth
Something is wrong
With my tongue and
Teeth, how they compete
For recognition, the teeth
Claiming it chewed the
Words the tongue claiming
It approved the taste,
I am listening how they
Argued and quarreled,
And in the chaos I bit the
Toothpick chewed it
And spit it out,
How choppy have I
Become, how some
Of my parts have been
So disjoined, and how
Have I become
So disengaged, divided,
Like the tongue &
Teeth, in their bickering.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Wine, Women And Poetry
I’m drunk on wine, woman and poetry
Drowning myself in an uttermost beauty
Of one such solitary spoken word
I whisper it softly, keeping it close
I share it sparingly, keeping it rich
It matters most, more than anything
And it brings closer, all that matters
Each celebration leaves a memory
Nightly becoming even more perfect
Yet distracting me from everything else
That I may miss on out other hobbies
Drinking, friends and love are hobbies
Picked up by man and woman alike
With such ease they build addictions
They seem to override the mind
Setting a new precedent to be followed
Then that word creeps in slowly
Claiming a higher price than other words
Claiming a higher meaning
I’m consumed by words and meanings
I’m drunk on them all
For they are the speeches which linger
On wine, women and poetry
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Don't You Be Claiming It
Don't you be claiming it...
If it's gonna make you moan.
Don't you be claiming it...
If it's not yours to own.
Don't name or label it...
You just leave it there all alone,
To be...
Somebody else's boo-hoo to grief.
Don't be the claimer of it...
If it's gonna ride your back.
Don't claim a shame of it...
You just leave it where it's at.
Don't play a game of it...
If it gets you heated steaming mad.
Just leave it,
To be...
The one done with that!
Just leave it,
To be...
The one done with that!
Don't feel defeated,
To be...
The one done with that!
And if it gets you heated....
Steaming lava out your back crack,
Leave it...
To be,
The one done with that!
Just leave it,
To be...
The one done with that!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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He Is Good At
Who is claiming he has changed?
He is still the same weasel.
The same creep.
Then...
He was selling a war!
Now...
He is selling a book!
He is still a thief.
He is still a crook.
And the best to have on anyone's team,
If the scheme is scandal.
And if that scandal is created,
For purposes to smokescreen.
Deception is in his blood.
He was born to deceive and hookwink!
And that...
He is good at!
And that...
Was the reason,
He had been there in the first place.
To coverup a stink unseen!
Who is claiming he has changed?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Language Scrum
It was a gathering of the Metaphors
who likened all things
to all other things
never identifying Essences;
leaving nothing as the core..
Similes arrived stating triumphantly that
they were superior to the merely metaphoric
and especially to the Gerunds.
The Nouns were enraged
claiming that they were the origins of things named
and all that could be named.
They all held the Dangling Participle in contempt
whose cohorts hung at the end of the table
speaking in sentences fragmenting.
The Pluperfect laid claim to wedding the Past
and Present
and to having had given birth to Language.
The Action Verbs demurred claiming that all history
depended upon them and their meanings and consequences.
'We are action' they said
'you are all after-thoughts and musings.'
So it was the Poetry Slam
the battle of the Language Parts
cogitating on sentences
and what they mean.
Metaphor opened saying 'poetry is contest-
a battle of words in the arena of created meaning-
designed to feed the brain, open the mind;
give sight to the blind.'
'We are all part of a wagon wheel
and each of us has only a spoken
truth.
'Yes' Simile said 'we are all like angry rose buds
trying to bloom.
Verbatim declared that all Poetry
was based on faith and faith alone.
Anything else was Untruth.
Gerund hung back claiming all meaning is hidden by
hidden meaning and that clarity was mystical.
So in the scrum, no one was able to find the ball.
And then they all went home.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Practice in practice is
Words lost ethical reconsecration in
appeasing to split a judges decision.
Words arranged pick truths digestion
like writing poetry watching television.
Words cannons rule laws working into
masks to blame forgives poor in sight.
Words ease pain words part troubles
words fog a bank rivers to lose against.
Words infuse the confused purpose lent
to raise a level of practise in fresh breath.
Word levels life spent reaching all words
since words all spent still am I reaching into.
poem by Is It Poetry
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Words
Words on this paper
Words in my head
Words while I'm texting
Computing
Unsaid
Words between people
Words on the phone
Words upon words
Even when I'm alone
Words from the Bible
I question
Don't mesh
Words from pornography
Making them flesh
Words with flat letters
Written in black
Good words and bad words
You cannot take back
Words that are shallow
Words that are deep
When they're too many
They put me to sleep
Words that I'm writing
And rhyming you read
Whatever I'm saying
There's prolly no need
Words from the alphabet
Words that can't be
When you are blind
And it's Braile that you see
Words that are worthless
And said on the fly
My words or your words
Are most likely lies
Words in a sentence
Wise words or fair
The only words earnest
Are those said in prayer
Written by Sara Fielder © 2011
poem by Sara Fielder
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Freeing yourself was one thing; claiming ownership of that freed self was another.
quote by Toni Morrison
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A Poem Speaking 4 U
how is poem..?
not Thing is thear...
ALL ARE WORDS
SOME WORDS NICE
SOME WORDS SPICE
SOME WORDS NOTHING
SOME WORDS LOVELY
SOME WORDS BEAUTYFUL
SOME WORDS HUNGRY
SOME WORDS ANGRY
THATS ALL...
WRITE IT
LOVE IT...
THIS IS FOR OTHERS
U ARE READ YOURS...
THATS ALL
TAKE A LITTLE SMILE
LIFE IS THIS..
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Words
How often do words get in the way,
And not express things we want to say?
Once spoken, words can't be reclaimed
So be careful where they're aimed.
Words can be fired like a gun;
Their poor aim can wound anyone.
Words can seed love as well as kill it.
They can drain a heart empty… or fill it.
All too often words are said
With no thought of their impact ahead.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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A Song of the Pen
Not for the love of women toil we, we of the craft,
Not for the people's praise;
Only because our goddess made us her own and laughed,
Claiming us all our days,
Claiming our best endeavour -- body and heart and brain
Given with no reserve --
Niggard is she towards us, granting us little gain:
Still, we are proud to serve.
Not unto us is given choice of the tasks we try,
Gathering grain or chaff;
One of her favoured servants toils at an epic high,
One, that a child may laugh.
Yet if we serve her truly in our appointed place,
Freely she doth accord
Unto her faithful servants always this saving grace,
Work is its own reward!
poem by Andrew Barton Paterson
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I'm not claiming that football is the nation's salvation in this area, but it's one of them, one little thing that apparently has captured the imagination of a large sector of our society. But when football can't be a relatively pure outlet, a fun thing, then it hurts itself.
quote by Pete Rozelle
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Words
Words are my weapon
words are my shield
Guns and knifes just ruin lives
so words I keep concealed
Words are all I have here
they help me struggle on
Words are here forever,
when all I have is gone
In my thoughts or in my poems
Words will help ease my brain
I write down what is on my mind
Expressing love or feeling pain
Not that many I can trust
But words I can depend
Words wont turn there back on you
Words are my only friend
poem by Nic Hillen
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One More Thing to Say
When it comes to you my words seem
to never end, for it seems that I always
have one more thing to say.
One more thing to say
about your beautiful face.
One more thing to say
about how much
I long to feel the warmth of
your embrace.
One more thing to say
about your words that
make me laugh.
One thing to say about
how finding you I have
found my better half.
when it comes to you
me saying my words never
end is true.
I have one more thing
to say.....
I love you.
Some Thing For Words
words
kiss on pages...
words kill
on lips...
words
hang with mind...
words
spread with a love...
all about words...
only speak at
bad..with good...
god words are
good......
devil words are
bad...
are
some thing...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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The Fading Love
Three uttered words
From destiny's place
Our eternity
Forever and always
Realization came
For you and I together
It's short, How could it be
The length of our forever
The words We've spoken
Is it not enough
For us to be potent?
How could things be so rough?
Does it really contain destiny
This thing we said we have
Or is this just the one
Called the fading love?
poem by Lorena Lalen Cruz
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Lip Service
Words inspire and words destroy
Words conspire and words annoy
Words spread freedom and words detain
Words believe them in sound refrain
Words of passion in words misleading
Words without action are words without meaning
poem by P.R. Prosper
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Emeritus
Emeritus, merits, rites, meet, use, rest, it, is, me, sue, sum;
Claiming that you slept with her last night,
But i have a stipulated ban period on you! !
And as much as the impasse around you,
For, you failed to report the case ahead of time.
Emeritus, tree, set, term, terms, sit, merit, suite, rite, muse;
To the culture club! !
And like the members at the beach,
But possible to sit on the case because of the allegations!
For, you failed to report the case ahead of time.
Emeritus, meets, seem, user, rims, rim, trees, site, seer, us;
But you have to learn from your mistakes,
Because my money is now on the line! !
And, you are now claiming that you slept with her last night.
Emeritus, tire, tires, tries, metres, metre, met, see, stem;
Be like a lawyer by training and learn to do the right thing always,
For the impasse around you are much noted to us all!
But, you have to learn from your mistakes always in this life.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Hitch Hike
I'm going to Chicago that's the last place my baby stayed
I'm packing up my bags I'm gonna leave this town right away
I'm gonna find that girl if I have to hitch hike around the world
"Chicago City" that's what the sign on the freeway read
I'm gonna keep on going 'til I get to that street's called 6th and Main
I've gotta find that girl if i have to hitch hike around the world
C'mon hitch hike
Hitch hike children
Hitch hike
Hitch hike baby
Hitch hike
Hitch hike baby
C'mon hitch hike
Hitch hike darling
I'm going to St. Louis but my next stop just might be L.A.
song performed by by Rolling Stones from Out Of Our Heads
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