Decaying Pride
So you disagree in my naive point view.
To downgrade without an explanation.
Is disrespectful to any writer.
At least tell me why you don't like it.
I swear I won't object.
Who knows you might even be right.
Torn rags do shine by a misguided light.
Little objectivity, with even littler sensitivity.
Not that my sense of self worth is barren.
By far I'm not one who needs his ego stroked.
I prefer the humble way, let the pride decay.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Rags & Old Iron
Norman curtis, oscar brown jr
Rags old iron rags old iron
All he was buying was just rags and old iron
I heard that old rag man now making his rounds
He came right to my alley lord with sorrowful sounds
Crying rags old iron and pulling his cart
Ask him how much hed give me for my broken heart
Rags old iron rags old iron
All he was buying was just rags and old iron
So I asked that old rag man how much he would pay
For a heart that was broken baby when you went away
For a burnt out old love light that no longer beams
And a couple of slightly used second hand dreams
Rags old iron rags old iron
All he was buying was just rags and old iron
For those big empty promises you used to make
For those memories of you that are no longer sweet
I wish he could haul them off down the street
Rags old iron rags old iron
All he was buying was just rags and old iron
When love doesnt last tell me what is it worth
It was once mamas most precious possession on earth
When I asked that old rag man if hed like to buy
He just shook his head and continued to cry
Rags old iron rags old iron
All he was buying was just rags and old iron
Rags old iron rags old iron
Rags old iron rags old iron rags old iron
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Choosing To Finesse With The Best Of Etiquette
From my perspective,
That is all this is.
An authority of life?
No.
Like many, I too
Found adventure and discovery in my youth.
I was quite inquisitive.
Whether wrong or right
My activities did not cease my appetite.
My insights are based upon,
My own experiences.
And I do believe as a writer,
My opinion qualifies.
Just as someone else's 'is'.
Those who get 'uptight'
Because my point of view,
For them does not delight.
Well...
I confess what others may think,
Does not keep me up at nights.
Should it?
And when someone express to me,
That my point of view they disagree.
What can I say?
Knowing that the life I live is mine.
What can I say?
When I know they too...
Wear different shoes,
Than the ones I choose.
And sometimes they do not shine.
From my perspective,
That is all this is.
An authority of life?
No.
Like many, I too...
Found adventure and discovery in my youth.
I was quite inquisitive.
And inquisitive about life...
I still 'IS' with a quest to be me.
Determined to question.
And choosing to finesse with the best of etiquette?
Depends on the atmosphere and mood of the occasion.
I do not make attempts to impress.
Although I will admit,
Being expressive I do with the best of effort.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Am Not That Giving
If you do not know what respect is.
And you wish for me to point out to you,
Those things you do that are disrespectful?
And your attraction to immaturity too?
You need no longer excuse what you do that has been done,
On pride.
There is something disconnected in your head.
And I am not about to teach another adult,
What is appropriate social etiquette.
That would be likened to teaching a full grown cat,
The aspects of hygiene.
I am not that giving or blessed with those skills.
You want me to do what?
Tell you when you are being disrespectful?
How old are you?
55?
I am not that giving or blessed with those skills.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The writer needs to react to his or her own internal universe, to his or her own point of view. If he or she doesn't have a personal point of view, it's impossible to be a creator.
quote by Manuel Puig
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I see no point in
I see no point in
Understanding, as
At the end of it all
I am misunderstood
I see no point in
Visualizing
As in that process
I get drowned in dreams and inaction
I see no point in
Loving
As in its demonstration
I am either hurt or in hatred
I see no point in
Accumulating
As what is accumulated
Makes me its accumulation
I see point in
Teaching
As I am a proven failure
In unlearning
I see no point in
Giving
As I take pride in that
And am made arrogant
I see no point in
Becoming (something)
As I nurse the gnawing
That I am not that yet
I see no point in
Braving
As by that I proved
That I feared something
I see no point in
Praying (for something)
As it amounts to telling
That I am a beggar
I see no point in
Suffering
From something
As I prefer to struggle to overcome
I see no point in
Writing
As I will not be there with you
To say why I wrote this
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Vaccination
Petty news, its only your bad ear
It might be worth it
To watch what you hear
Feeling great now you expand your view
You cant forget, somebody hates you
Justify my worst behaviour
Search in blood-lines
Exchange a favor
Humble goals
Bad nutrition
Rely on me
Theres one condition
Humble goals
Bad nutrition
Rely on me
Theres one condition
Imitated
So adored
The wind picks up
My suit gets torn
song performed by by Helmet
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A Different Point Of View
(tennant/lowe)
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When Im sitting so close to you
Theres only one thing that I wanna do
But I know what youre likely to say
That Im going about it the wrong way
We cant agree about anything
Where to go or even where weve been
And I know what youre likely to do
Say that Ive never cared about you
And all I wanted to say was that I love you
But you tell me now you dont believe its true
You got a different, a different
A different point of view
You got a different
Point of view
You dont believe a single word I say
If Id say black was white, youd say it was grey
But in spite of being treated this way
I still dream of you all night and day
And all I wanted to say was that I love you
But you tell me now you dont believe its true
You got a different, a different
A different point of view
You got a different
Point of view
Just this once
Just say yes
Please
Youve got a clever way of haunting me
Im never scared, but youre still daunting me
cause I know what youre likely to say
And I know that youll get your own way
And all I wanted to say was that I love you
But you tell me now you dont believe its true
You got a different, a different
A different point of view
You got a different
Point of view
You got a different, a different
A different point of view
You got a different
Point of view
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Josephina
Josephina, theres so much I want to know
Ive known you for all of mine
But not all of yours
Youre not a stranger
No, nothing could be further
I look back and I wonder
What you were like, long before
Josephina, if I asked you, would you tell me?
The fact from the fancy
And the dreams in between
Tell me a story
All about yours truly
Photographs from the past
Imagine the mystery
Didja get your head lost in a daydream?
Cinderella, waiting for her charming
Did ya break a heart, like little girls often do?
Pigtails and painted toes
All dressed up in your mothers clothes
Can you shine the light?
Ah, can you shine the light?
Oh, please can you shine some light?
Yeah, can you shine the light?
Shine the light on a shadow
Josephina, would you lay down your defenses?
So I can make sense of
Those colors fading to grey
Its not that youre hiding
Something, Id never imply
Yesteryear I may be gone
Cant say the same for today
Yeah, josephina!
Ah, josephina!
How else am I to know, that all the while
There was a mischievous look, behind that smile?
Its hard to tell, when innocence comes and goes
Im sure that there were times, life could be unkind
Without a shoulder to cry on
Can you shine the light?
Ah, can you shine the light?
Yeah, please can you shine some light?
Yeah, can you shine the light?
Yeah, can you shine the light?
Shine the light on a shadow
(ah-ah-ah)
(ah-ah-ah)
(ah-ah-ah)
song performed by by Van Halen
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Shoe Shine Boy
Chicago train station, midst their porcelain tunnels
You would hear this young voice cry.
' Shine! ', 'Fifty cents! '
As daily commuters rushing home would pass on by.
Sitting on a shoeshine box
In the cold dim of this porcelain maize.
While down a bit, was a man who would sit
and on his torn violin, some old time tunes he'd play.
These sounds are as I remember them
of an era long now passed.
While at that time, I thought these days
cries of a shoe shine boy
and violin old time music would last.
How naive was I then, to have ever thought this way
for all eventually will fade from view.
I shall always remember, the cries of the shoe shine boy
and the violins oldtime songs, of the Chicago that I knew.
poem by Linda Winchell
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No Memo From You Did I Receive
What would 'you' prefer?
That I pretend I am not a writer,
With an interest that is expressed.
Or would you prefer I stay within boundaries,
Your mind has restricted to your limitedness?
Or would you prefer,
I reflect more of what you suspect I should be?
And would your suspicions have their development,
Centered from your perceptions?
Either way,
No memo from you did I receive.
And I admit,
Guessing is not what I do best.
And the only tests I 'prefer' to pass,
Are my own.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Object
You know you turn me on
Eyes so white and legs so long
But don't try to talk to me
I won't listen to your lies
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes
Sophisticated smile
You seduce in such fine style
But don't try to fool me
'cause i can see through your disguise
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes
But i don't mind
I just don't care
I've got no objection
To you touching me there
Object object
Object object
Object object
Object object
You know just what to do
Lick your lips
And i want you
But don't try to hold me
'cause i don't want any ties
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes
But i don't mind
I just don't care
I've got no objections
To you touching me there
You're just an object object
Object object
You're just an object
song performed by by Cure
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Seeds will not sleep in golden caskets. They prefer the earth, however barren.
aphorism by Valeriu Butulescu from Immensity of the Point, translated by Eva A. Ziem
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You
Maurice white, david foster & brenda russel
She was naive, and never knew
Back against the world--her dreams came true
There is a mirror in her eyes,
All the world with cherry painted skies
I would be a fool, not to notice who,
Can make me want to give it all
Oh, and now, Im a happy soul
That love has got a hold
And I know that love wont let me fall
You--light the way, you brighten up my day
You make me want to stay,
I guess you know that Im in love with you
Its true, you changed my point of view,
And now I look at life, the way you do,
With a beauty shining thru
When I am true with my dreams
Life is so sincere, in what it means
I am truly hypnotized--with a love
That took me by surprise
I would be a fool, not to notice who,
Can make me want to give it all
Oh and now, love is so profound.
I need your love around to open yp,
This lonely heart
You--light the way, you brighten up my day
You make me want to stay,
I guess you know that Im in love with you
Its true, you changed my point of view,
And now I look at life, the way you do,
With a beauty shining thru
You-light the way, you brighten up my day
You make me want to stay,
I guess you know that Im in love with you
Its true, you changed my point of view,
You make it all seem right,
Id love to share my life, with you
song performed by by Earth Wind And Fire
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Too often a story is examined through biased eyes, without a sensitivity for everyone who forged it. It's seen from the point of view of the great white savior, and rarely is the perspective of the slave a part.
quote by Jeffrey Wright
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Arboriculture
You may say they won't grow, and say they'll decay-
Say it again till you're sick of the say,
Get up on your ear, blow your blaring bazoo
And hire a hall to proclaim it; and you
May stand on a stump with a lifted hand
As a pine may stand or a redwood stand,
And stick to your story and cheek it through.
But I point with pride to the far divide
Where the Snake from its groves is seen to glide
To Mariposa's arboreal suit,
And the shaggy shoulders of Shasta Butte,
And the feathered firs of Siskiyou;
And I swear as I sit on my marvelous hair
I roll my marvelous eyes and swear,
And sneer, and ask where would your forests be
To-day if it hadn't been for me!
Then I rise tip-toe, with a brow of brass,
Like a bully boy with an eye of glass;
I look at my gum sprouts, red and blue,
And I say it loud and I say it low:
'They know their man and you bet they'll grow!'
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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Selina 08
The crescent moon can symbolise
so many things to different eyes
I think maybe it is not wise
to assume your view is right.
To me it means serenity
A symbol which eternally
floats on high for all to see
The silver lady of the night.
You have a different point of view
which to you seems to be as true.
I see no reason to argue.
It could be that we are both right.
A symbol of religion.
Something to meditate upon,
a mere relection of the Sun
Perhaps a cause for which to fight.
She shines on all men equally
Despite their inability
to agree to disagree.
Why should she care who’s view is right.
15-Mar-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Power Displayed
As the snow fall blankets the earth, we get a glimpse of nature’s worth,
Seeing the things done only by God, when He touches the earthly sod,
With a deep cold and its chill, surrounding an area at the Creator’s Will,
With many waters in winter’s hold, God turns them to ice in all that cold.
With the snow painting a scenic view, in full vision of both me and you,
Scenes which by many are viewed, yet by some the initiator is skewed,
For The Lord is the weather changer, not one, some call Mother Nature,
As God paints with His sovereign brush, in the midst of our winter rush.
But, that pace the Lord stops fast, with both ice and snow that will last,
And for ever long as God wills it to, in altering the pace of me and you,
Friend the Lord God does the same, when using floods and heavy rain,
With just water to change the pace, of the much misguided human race.
And it’s not just a season or two, for we see His power all year through,
Within the rain, snow, wind and hail, God’s Power on earth does not fail,
But, what truly fails are men’s hearts, when from the Lord a soul departs,
Rejecting The God of all Creation, they turn to simple man’s explanation.
Yet, having no sense of Godly fear, they fail to explain why we are here,
Dismissing all thought of a Creator, they have no need to seek a Savior,
Even as He displays power on earth, they lean on man’s temporal worth,
And soon the power of The Son, will be displayed on earth for everyone.
(Copyright ©01/2009)
All These Things
Sometimes I don’t feel who I am.
I don’t feel like what I write
because I don’t want to be pigeonholed
for just one thing I do.
I think myself as a whole
and not just one object.
I call myself a writer,
not a poet,
not a novelist,
neither a songwriter
nor a short story writer be.
I am a writer
because all those things
emulate from within me.
10 April 2009
poem by David Harris
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Like a Star!
Like a star I shine,
I shine among many and still feel special.
Like a star I shine,
I shine and know i have accomplished my mission.
Like a star i shine,
I shine high in the sky,
and realize it is worth my time.
Like a Star I shine,
Shine next to the moon,
and feel the inspiration.
Like a star I shine,
and know that my light counts.
Like a star I shine,
on a cloudy night,
and believe there is tomorrow.
Like a star i shine,
Sometimes alone on a lonely night,
And feel like a star.
Am a star, that i believe,
Coz in all that i do I shine,
And wait for the Night i will shine alone!
poem by Grace Andahwa
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What a Writer Has to Say
It baffles my understanding.
Why would one writer
Ask from another
To give an opinion of what has been created?
It baffles my understanding.
How separate experiences...
With no connection,
Can be thought related?
It baffles my understanding.
When a request is made...
To have another writer read,
And rate
What a writer has to say!
As if what is said...
Would change thoughts
In another's head.
Or expand a point of view.
Isn't that what readers often do...
When they wish to expand their insights too!
But when a writer writes...
Shouldn't those visions,
Be the ones writers pursue?
As narrow or as broad...
With an imagination left,
Unrestricted to cruise!
I am baffled by this...
'Read me, please!
And rate me', business...
Persisted and enlisted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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