Caught By The Writing Upon The Page (In Reponse To Poem: Meadow Of Crimson)
A unique land all of its own.
With powers far and wide renowned,
The name will always stick upon my mind.
With intrigue I have been sucked in.
For some reason I can't let go.
And I don't know why.
With words upon a fish hook I have been baited and caught.
Struggle as I may, as I might.
It is still such a good write.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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In Constant Struggle
there is this hook, line and
sinker
someone is a fish and he
is caught
the urchins and clams
and octopuses watch helplessly
the fish is this philosophy of
being caught and wanting to be free
you are inside this ocean and
you are this fish
and then you wish to become a man
all your life you feel the fish in there
hook, line and sinker
the fish in you and the man within
in constant struggle
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My First Fishing Trip
Went with dad to Port Isabel to learn to fish,
‘Cause to catch a fish I told him that I did wish.
So to Purdy’s Court fishing pier,
We went with all our fishing-gear.
Yes, that fishing trip with dad I’ll always cherish!
There we were, him giving me casting instruction,
Then he baited my hook with a live crustacean,
I cast out high in the sky.
To catch a big fish to fry,
But instead, caught a sea gull - as consolation!
poem by Bobby Beddoe
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She Baited Me
She baited me
I swallowed whole, the hook and line,
She baited me
My eyes were closed, I could not see
Her temptress ways, no warning sign,
Dared me to learn, and rhymes combine,
She baited me
poem by Anthony Joseph Erangey
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Ball And Chain
Come on, come on
Get on your dress and put on a smile
Lets lose this place and get out awhile, awhile, awhile
You don't need nothin' fancy
Just a whole lot of attitude
I'll be your man now baby
If you're doing what I want you to do
I keep on tellin' ya
Chorus:
She's my ball and chain
My lock and key
And I'm liking it baby
She's my ball and chain
My lock and key
And I'm liking it good
I'll t-t-t-tell ya
Momma always said
There was plenty of fish in the sea
So I baited my hook but good
And caught one for me, just for me
She'll set you up with her body
And then knock you out with charm
She's just a little too nasty baby
But that never did me no harm, no
I keep on telling ya
Chorus
And she'll always be wrapped tight around me
I t-t-t-tell ya
song performed by by Poison
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Isaac Newton
Isaac Newton
For years he fished in the nearby lake,
but the fish would never take his bait.
So he baited his hook with crusty-bread,
but even that didn’t turn their head.
He changed the bait to a lump of cheese
and thought this would tempt and tease,
but alas no bites from dusk till dawn,
so he changed the bait to boiled corn.
With no success with boiled wheat
Newton would not accept defeat.
So he put a juicy worm upon the hook,
but even this got no second look.
He cast aside his tackle and thoughts of fish,
and became a mathematician and physicist.
One sunny morning beneath an apple tree
he sat reading a book of philosophy.
From the lake a fish leaped high above his head,
but an apple fell down and hit him instead.
He looked up for the fish and it fell onto his lap,
so he ate the apple and put the fish back.
poem by Orlando Belo
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You Said
Verse 1
It was you, it was me
It was love, it was real
We would touch, we would kiss
And wed love the way it feel
It was time spent together
Leaving all the world behind
And I thought it would last
But only time would tell, so I waited on time
Pre-Hook
How could you be so selfish
Never once did you compromise
And you wonder why Im trippin
Shake my head and close me eyes
How could you never listen
When I try to talk to you
And you knew something was missing
When Im running from the truth
Hook
Baby you said (You would never leave me)
Said you (Always be there for me)
I cant (Understand the reason)
Why you (Why you want to play me)
You said (You would never leave me)
Said you (Always be there for me)
I cant (Understand the reason)
Why you (Why you want to play me)
Verse 2
Remember when, we would chill
You would tell me how you feel
You wanted me, you needed me
The only one to ease your mind
I was caught by surprise
To hear you say you want to leave
But its cool if you gotta go
Then go ahead and leave, Im gonna be alright
Pre-Hook
Hook x2
Bridge
You used to be in love and you used to be so good
You used to drive me so crazy
Now is the time when you were loving me like you should
Back in the day you were my baby
You used to be in love and you used to be so good
You used to drive me so crazy
Now is the time when you were loving me like you should
Back in the day you were my baby
Hook x2
song performed by by 112
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Ball & Chain
Come on, come on
Get on your dress and put on a smile
Lets lose this place
And get out awhile, awhile, awhile
You dont need nothin fancy
Just a whole lot of attitude
Ill be your man now baby
If youre doing what I want you to do
I keep on tellin ya
Chorus:
Shes my ball and chain
My lock and key
And Im liking it baby
Shes my ball and chain
My lock and key
And Im liking it good
Ill t-t-t-tell ya
Momma always said
There was plenty of fish in the sea
So I baited my hook but good
And caught one for me, just for me
Shell set you up with her body
And then knock you out with charm
Shes just a little too nasty baby
But that never did me no harm, no
I keep on telling ya
Chorus
And shell always be wrapped tight around me
I t-t-t-tell ya
song performed by by Poison
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The Fish Hook
My father
holding fish-hook
hooking bait
throwing of it to sea
in that bridge
its angle line is moving quickly
big fish eating bait
in its fish-hook
or only crab
making a fool of bait
in its fish-hook
or chance
which is making a fool
of him'self
poem by Prasetya Utama
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Fishing in the Wei River
In waters still as a burnished mirror's face,
In the depths of Wei, carp and grayling swim.
Idly I come with my bamboo fishing-rod
And hang my hook by the banks of Wei stream.
A gentle wind blows on my fishing-gear
Softly shaking my ten feet of line.
Though my body sits waiting for fish to come,
My heart has wandered to the Land of Nothingness.
Long ago a white-headed man
Also fished at the same river's side;
A hooker of men, not a hooker of fish,
At seventy years, he caught Wen Wang.
But I, when I come to cast my hook in the stream,
Have no thought either of fish or men.
Lacking the skill to capture either prey,
I can only bask in the autumn water's light.
When I tire of this, my fishing also stops;
I go to my home and drink my cup of wine.
Write Me
Aerosmith
Write Me
Well I've been away forever, suicide's crossin' my mind,
But I'll never never never never never get so far behind.
I said, the ways of the night are evil with eyes that love the day,
but I'll never never never never never get so far away.
I said write me, write me, write me.
I said write me, write me, write me.
Well there's nothin' I can see that'd ever make
me want to be without her she's good, she's good to me.
Said there's no way to explain the kind of feeling
that you get out in the rain she's good, she's good to me.
See this emptiness inside it makes me scream
it make me crawl out of my high, she's good, she's good to me.
I love her.
Write me a letter, write me a letter, write it today, I'm goin' away.
Well I've been away forever, suicide's crossin' my mind,
But I'll never never never never never get so far behind.
Well I've been so many places hidin' from the wind and the rain,
But you could write me a letter for to save me from a goin' insane.
I said write me, write, write, write me.
Write me, write, write, write me.
Write me, write, write, write.
I said write me, write, write, write me.
Write me, write, write, write me.
Don't write me baby.
song performed by by Aerosmith
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I Think I, ll Eat Fish Again
Well they do say its good for you
All those fishy oils, omega 3
Lots more choice on the menu for me
Not like eating meat, farmed intensively
Well anyway not usually
Fish have enjoyed their lives swimming free
Then netted, dragged from water to air
Wrenched from the sea a hook through the lip
Helplessly flapping they silently die
Their mouths moving they utter no cry
And maybe this is the reason why
We can eat fish again you and I
poem by Alan Bienvenu
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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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I Will Write About You, God
I will write about You,
With my last breath I would.
Your Hand's upon my pen,
Your Words in mind again.
Tried to veer away from it,
Tried some drama and some wit,
But You are so persistent,
Gave the score for my content.
You will not let me go,
I plant Your Words, they will grow
In hearts of hardened soil so barren,
You draw them in, the souls of men.
Now is the time, now is the season,
To write Your Words that is the reason
This gift was given, it's for You.
Until the end...I will write about You.
'For it is God Who works in You, to will and to do according to His good purpose.'
Philippians 2: 13
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Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
June 5,2009
Philippines
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Hatred Baited
Your hatred...
Baited!
Has from you to fade away.
Your hatred...
Kept baited!
Has from you to fade away.
You can't keep bigotry,
Feeding as a need.
No.
No it's got to go.
You can't keep bigotry,
Feeding as a need.
No.
No.
Your hatred...
Baited!
Has from you to fade away.
Your hatred...
Kept baited!
Has from you to fade away.
You've got to give your heart,
A reason to harvest...
More,
Of the love!
You've got to give your heart,
A reason to harvest...
More and more of the love!
You've got to take notice hatred baited has to go!
Your hatred...
Baited!
Has from you to fade away.
Your hatred...
Kept baited!
Has from you to fade away.
You've got to take notice hatred baited has to go!
Your hatred...
Kept baited!
You've got to take notice hatred baited has to go!
And from you faded away!
You can't keep bigotry,
Feeding as a need.
No.
No it's got to go.
You can't keep bigotry,
Feeding as a need.
No.
No.
You've got to take notice hatred baited has to go!
Your hatred...
Kept baited!
Has from you to fade away.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Monologue Of A Commercial Fisherman
“If you work a body of water and a body of woman
you can take fish out of one and children out of the other
for the two kinds of survival. The fishing is good,
both kinds are adequate in pleasures and yield,
but the hard work and the miseries are killing;
it is a good life if life is good. If not, not.
You are out in the world and in in the world,
having it both ways: it is sportive and prevenient living
combined, although you have to think about the weathers
and the hard work and the miseries are what I said.
It runs on like water, quickly, under the boat,
then slowly like the sand dunes under the house.
You survive by yourself by the one fish for a while
and then by the other afterward when you run out.
You run out a hooky life baited with good times,
and whether the catch is caught or not is a question
for those who go fishing for men or among them for things.”
poem by Alan Dugan
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Casting
The waters deep, the waters dark,
Reflect the seekers, hide the sought,
Whether in water or in air to drown.
Between them curls the silver spark,
Barbed, baited, waiting, of a thought--
Which in the world is upside down,
The fish hook or the question mark?
poem by Howard Nemerov
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Is it really like fishing?
They say there is many fish in the sea to choose from.
But have you ever gone fishing?
They say do not worry they are like fish you lose one then get a fresh one.
But have you actually gone fishing?
They say you can be picky when fishing your fish.
But have you been in the sea and fished?
They even say some actually smell like fish.
But have you really smelled a fish?
They say there is plenty of fish in the sea.
But have you actually gone and counted the fish in the sea?
They say once you catch that perfect fish, you are bound for a good life.
But have you caught that perfect fish they all speak of?
They say some fish can be beautiful.
But have you seen any beautiful fish?
How can one compare a fish?
They are not alike.
How can one say it is as easy as finding a fish?
It is not a simple task.
How can they say there are so many fish in the sea?
When there are so many fishers who have yet to catch.
Can you really compare life and love to a fish?
The answer is of course not.
You can’t.
Impossible.
Unreal.
Not imaginable.
Unbelievable.
Unrealistic.
A fairy tale.
poem by ReubenJames Rodriguez
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Write Me A Letter
Write me a letter
Write me a letter
Write it today
Im goin away (yes it has)
Write me a letter
Write me a letter
Write it today
Im goin away (yes it is)
Well Ive been away forever
Suicides crossin my mind
Well Ill never, never get so far behind
I said, the ways of the night are evil
Without that lord of day
But Ill never, never get so far away
I said write me
Write me
Write me
Write me
I said write me
Write me
Write me
Well theres nothin I can see
Thatd ever make me
Want to be without her
Shes good, she good to me
Said theres no way to explain
The kind of feelin that you get out in the
She good, she good to me
She good, she good to me
I love her
Write me a letter
Write me a letter
Write it today
Im goin away (yes it has)
Write me a letter
Write me a letter
Write it today
Im goin away (yes it is)
Well Ive been away forever
Suicides crossin my mind
Well Ill never, never get so far behind
Well Ive been so many places
Hidin from the wind and the rain
But you could write me a letter
For to save me from goin insane
Write me
Excite me
Write me
Write me
Write me
Write me...
song performed by by Aerosmith
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Of Fishes
A fish can never be a pet,
like dogs and cats and silly parrots,
because his home is always wet
and he despises peas and carrots.
I hope that you now understand
why no one walks with fishes ever,
all pets can spend their time on land
or swim in water, which is clever.
A fish will swallow in the end
a silver, extra sharpened hook.
No fish will ever be a friend
to anybody but a cook.
poem by Herbert Nehrlich
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