Its not foresight or hindsight we need. We need sight, plain and simple. We need to see what is right in front of us.
quote by Real Live Preacher
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Hindsight is notably cleverer than foresight.
quote by Chester W. Nimitz
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Autobiograpical Poem
I am a simple poem,
It's plain for all to see.
No haiku, limerick or sonnet,
Just simple rhyme for me.
I'm on my second verse just now,
So soon it will be three.
Uncomplicated, very plain,
So easy, Oh! so free.
There are no causes I espouse,
For nothing I campaign,
I do not speak of love or lust,
I never speak of pain.
Some people say that I'm just words,
They don't know how I thrive.
I tell them I am born each day,
I'm very much alive.
I'm winding down towards the end,
Just another verse to go,
I've avoided all controversy,
I just went with the flow.
So here I am, sixth verse at last,
It's still plain for all to see
That if you keep it simple
You'd be a poem just like me!
poem by Joe Hughes
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Hiding Emotion in Metaphors
I'm sitting here wondering
can i hide my emotion through words
writing in metaphors
when really its all plain
I'm broken
easy enough to say
but what does it mean
I'm in pieces
i don't work anymore
I'm broken
who says that to explain emotion
except a poet
finding metaphor for emotion
does it mean I'm sad, yes
does it mean I'm torn, yes
what does torn mean
torn like an old rug
torn like a dollar bill
ripped to shreds, broken
who needs a metaphor to explain emotion
when its laid out in front of everyone
my eyes are swollen
my body is bruised
my words are silent
my smile is fake
its all plain and simple
laid out like a flashing sign
i am broken
even though my emotions are plain
i still have to explain through metaphors
because people don't look for a simple answer
they look for the secrets people tell
is she holding back tears
is her smile today real
I'm broken
but people don't look to see me
they look to find emotion
encoded in this poem
hiding my feelings
in this metaphorical language
because people don't look
i am broken
poem by Audrey Marie Kay
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A Babies Simple Smile
A babies simple smile
So Innocent and pure
A babies simple smile
All my Sadness it can cure
A babies simple smile
Incapable of fraud
A babies simple smile
This leaves me feeling awed
A babies simple smile
This fills my world with light
A babies simple smile
Oh how I love the sight
A babies simple smile
It’s a blessing I am sure
A babies simple smile
May it never be obscured
poem by Raven Nevermore
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Divination
It's demanding even in hindsight.
It's hard to see a connecting light…?
When it's apparent all around is night.
So who can foretell a hidden knowledge?
When enlightenment; comes only to those
On a skiff afloat on, thoughts, past tense.
After; a long interlude of inner voyage
Whom amongst us; can still be inspired
By that enigma of understanding, that
Day follows night that dawn follows sunset.
Divination…
It's difficult even by this hindsight.
poem by Mark Heathcote
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My Uncle
He was about to leave,
but found time to advise:
'Diplomacy will do you good, ' he said
'Don't be like people who hit below the belt.
Me, I only go as far as the belt itself.'
Patting his six-shooter
tucked in it.
He saddled to his horse....
err, his bike, somewhat
to go to city haunts.
He loves the scene
the sins.
Long detained in farmer's life
he wanted out, sometimes.
Or in.
Places like Follies 69.
Not a good place
where to get farm help though.
The last one
most recent
she run off with a stag.
That's right- a male deer
which she sold
auction style.
'My boy, ' said uncle.
'Choose a lass with hindsight
and foresight.
Her one eye looking at the past,
while the other sees the future.'
But not many cross-eyed ladies
in our county, I suppose.
And none
quite beautiful enough.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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Above Yesterday
Life’s Yesteryear of Yesterday’s
Guides your path for today’s parade,
It is always today.... tomorrow never comes,
When you close the door on yesterday
A new day is born; grasp it with all your energy
Don’t hold back it stifles your potential.
Don’t let it blindfold your foresight,
For tomorrow masquerade’s as today,
Now is the hour, head high shoulders back
Look for your life's love and love your family,
Walk the straight line of goodness,
It is your investment in God,
In hindsight’s reflection it is your payment
For Gods investment in presenting you
....................With your life.......................
poem by Ken e Hall
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Saliency has gathered this Much Strength
The Ocean has faced that city of Rebirth...
The winds have foirced their way through clouds and rain...
Blue has become Plain white...
Twice My Strength...
Once My Foresight...
All our fault..whose slight...
Saliency has gathered this much strength...
Selah!
poem by Anthony Edmond John
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Malapropisms
I love the antics of semantics.
Although sometimes I’m driven frantic
by words used inappropriately.
A sight I all too often see.
When people try to demonstrate
their vocabulary is first rate.
Like Mrs Malaprop confused.
They do not know the words they’ve used
merely display their ignorance.
A most unhappy circumstance
Their efforts to impress must fail
Misusing words to no avail.
Better stick to words you know,
plain simple words which surely show.
You can express your point of view
in terms appropriate to you.
A single word serves just as well
as any polysyllable.
It seems to me it’s plain to see
simplicity aids clarity.
7-Jul-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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The Stranger's Song
(As sung by Mr. Charles Charrington in the play of "The Three Wayfarers")
O MY trade it is the rarest one,
Simple shepherds all--
My trade is a sight to see;
For my customers I tie, and take 'em up on high,
And waft 'em to a far countree!
My tools are but common ones,
Simple shepherds all--
My tools are no sight to see:
A little hempen string, and a post whereon to swing,
Are implements enough for me!
To-morrow is my working day,
Simple shepherds all--
To-morrow is a working day for me:
For the farmer's sheep is slain, and the lad who did it ta'en,
And on his soul may God ha' mer-cy!
poem by Thomas Hardy
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXX: Good Vs Bad
Good is always in simple mind, bad always thinks how to trick
Good is always in simple way, bad always finds the escape
Good is always in simple manner, bad always fakes to cheat
Good is always in simple purpose, bad always has a catch
Good is always in simple reason, bad always uses layered lies
Good is always in simple trust, bad always changes the side
Good is always in simple life, bad always watches his back
Good is always in simple word, bad always talks complicated
Good is always in simple fun, bad always tired to understand
Good is always in simple hope, bad always tries to control the world
Good is always in simple choice, bad always looks what’s the point
Good is always in simple act, bad always counts the advantage
Good is always in simple thing, bad always exaggerates what have been
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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This Everyday Love
Can't get enough of this everyday love
Can't get enough of this everyday love
Each morning the sun shines through my window
Lands on the face of a dream come true
I shuffle to the kitchen for my coffee
And catch up on the front page morning news
Then she walks up behind me and throws her arms around my neck
Just another normal thing I've come to expect
[Chorus]
It's ordinary plain and simple
Typical
song performed by by Rascal Flatts from Rascal Flatts
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The nudity, no need
Than the sight of a woman in circus,
Who bares herself save chest and hip,
The sight of a housewife excites more
When she walks through a stream
With her sari tucked up above the knee.
Than the sight of a supple woman in gymnastics,
Who shows her bare limbs and contour,
The sight of a woman next door excites more
When she stoops to sweep the yard,
Her blouse betraying her cleavage.
Than the sight of a virulent woman in swimsuit
Who swims in apparent transparency
The sight of a known woman excites more
When seen behind in front seat of the bus,
Her bra cut seen through beneath the blouse.
To excite, no need to expose
01.11.98
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Not All Pigs Oink
He sat in front of the TV
while eating a large plain pizza
washing each bite down with iced tea.
The sight made me laugh… Ha-ha!
reddish oil dripping onto
his already grimy t-shirt.
What a slob! (If he only knew)
To call him that would only hurt
his feelings. I couldn’t say that
to him as much as I’d like to
so I struggled through the chit chat
when he asked, what’s so funny, dude?
Funny? Umm! Oh Nothing, I lied
Please! Don’t mind me. Finish your pie.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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Prior to a Hindsight
Wouldn't it be wonderful,
If hindsight discovered...
Could produce hints of its coming.
And stunned everyone,
With an enlightened comprehension.
Finding a correctness to silence apprehensions.
And true forgiveness would be granted,
With a happiness shared.
Prior to a hindsight...
Coming to glare with a caring quickly there.
To spare us from the giving of those 'puppy eyes'!
No one can deny...
Although angered by it arriving as it comes,
Just before the tongue prepares to unleash a lashing.
'You could have saved us from conflict,
By admitting that before this happened.'
~I wasn't thinking then like I am now! ~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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IV-TV
Black Sun came and changed our name
Made our lives this simple stain
Drove the children from their chores
Handcrafted housewives into whores
Society snake it ate our brains
Injected poison in our veins
T.V. minds hip swing grinds
Faces cracked and filled with lines
Black sun came and changed our name
Made our lives this simple stain
Introveneous T.V. feeds
Bedroom violence all he sees
Ride the lightning to the sky
Stab the clouds and watch them cry
Black sun came and changed our name
Made our lives this simple stain
All we do is smite
for what we think is right
Sound of mind bereft of sight
Denial taking human life
Clouds go by children run
Gulls do nosedives in the sun
Water falling from a spout
into wanting thirsty mouths
Black sun came and changed out name
Made our lives this simple stain
Made our lives this simple stain
Made our lives this simple stain
All we do is smite
for what we think is right
Sound of mind bereft of sight
Denial taking human life
All we do is smite
for what we think is right
Sound of mind bereft of sight
Endless blinding cathode light
song performed by by Marilyn Manson
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Simple Things
Simple Things"
Yeah, uhh
They say money can't buy you love
They say money can't buy you love
They never seem to listen
I'm all ears
Just copped your girl a brand new Rolex
But you can never find the time to spend at home
Thinkin' it's gon' keep her happy
When time is all she wanted all along
[Chorus]
It's the simple things in life we forget
You hear her talkin' but don't hear what she said
Why do you make something so easy so complicated
Searching for what's right in front of your face
But you can't see it
So you think that you know what's important
Steady chasin' your fame and your fortune
But you don't know
You're chasing a dime losin' a treasure
Those dollars don't make sense to me at all
Ooh, it goes
Duh da duh da
You give her spending money
Duh da duh da
But all she wanna spend is time alone (tonight)
Keep givin' her
The finer things but
But she don't really need that
If you don't stop you're
You're gonna end up alone (alone)
The world without love (duh duh da duh da)
Why would you do it
[Chorus x2]
It's the simple things in life we forget
You hear her talkin' but don't hear what she said
Why do you make something so easy so complicated
Searching for what's right in front of your face
But you can't see it
It's the simple things in life we forget
You hear her talkin' but don't hear what she said
Why do you make something so easy so complicated
Searching for what's right in front of your face
But you can't see it (listen)
Stop tryna buy her love
'cuz you won't ever have enough
There's always someone with more than you
You need to pay her attention
Give her what she needs
Do the simple things
Before you lose your girl to me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeeah
Yeeeah yeah
Play on playa
Yeah
Your girl comin' wit' me shorty, haha
I'm tellin' you man
'cuz u know
[Chorus]
It's the simple things in life we forget
You hear her talkin' but don't hear what she said
Why do you make something so easy so complicated
Searching for what's right in front of your face
But you can't see it
You better look out
I hear you talkin', i hear you talkin' (ha)
But what are you saying
Oh hoo oh hooo
Don't be a fool
You got a good thing
Man are you blind
Stupid or crazy?
You got a good thing (uh)
You got a good thing
Special lady
You better hold on
And give her what she want
Before she move on
Man I tell you cars, clothes, and fancy things don't mean a damn thing
If you ain't kickin it baby
[Chorus]
It's the simple things in life we forget
You hear her talkin' but don't hear what she said
Why do you make something so easy so complicated
Searching for whats right in front of your face
But you can't see it
[Fade]
Don't let this be the thing you'll always regret, no
It's right there, it's right there
song performed by by Usher
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Simple Things
simple things are the simple thoughts to a
simple man
like me
simple things like a coin where there is no face of me
or you
but it can buy me something to shame me of my
poverty and helplessness
a simple yawn
i haven't really slept
to the minimum that my eyes need
and look at these eyes
they are sinking to my sockets
a simple
word is all i need and i will always repeat it
'love'
'me'
this is the simple man, let there be no complications
about
spelling
or ethics
i am a simple man and morality is too hard for me to understand
all i ask is that you must
love me.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Wonderful
You are the sunshine of my life another shakespeare of your time
Your like a ribbon in the sky you are a poet's endless rhyme
You take me to a higher ground then you knock me off my feet
Lately i been thinking bout you, cause you been creeping in my dreams
You inspire me the way you make me feel inside is amazing
Your honesty your artistry is engaging
You are everything i hope to be
You have touch my soul i want you to know you are my hero
You got so much soul to put it plain and simple you are wonderful
I am the woman in red, i am girl blue, i am the black or i am a golden lady too
You bring the music of your mind to elevate human kind
That's why i share my emotions with inner visions i explode
You inspire me the way you make me feel inside is amazing
Your honesty your artistry is engaging
You are everything i want to be
You have touch my soul i want you to know you are my hero
You got so much soul to put it plain and simple you are wonderful
Bridge
You so beautiful
Yeah
You are wonderful
You are beautiful
You are powerful
You have touch soul
And i just want to say
You have touch my soul
In such a special way
Stevie wonderful
Stevie wonderful
Stevie wonderful
You have touch my soul, you're so divine, you're so sublime
You're wonderful
You have touch my soul, to put it plain and simple you are wonderful
You have touch my soul, you're so devine, you're so sublime
You're wonderful
song performed by by India Arie
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The Poems Have Lost Their Way
THE POEMS HAVE LOST THEIR WAY
The poems have lost their way-
They have become simple statements of feeling,
Flat and plain
Dull and one- dimensional.
The poems have become non- poetic,
And yet I write them still.
For what do I have now in writing
But my poetry?
And who knows if they do not
In their simple way
Say something to others
Meaningful to them?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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