The Poet Of Ignorance
Perhaps the earth is floating,
I do not know.
Perhaps the stars are little paper cutups
made by some giant scissors,
I do not know.
Perhaps the moon is a frozen tear,
I do not know.
Perhaps God is only a deep voice
heard by the deaf,
I do not know.
Perhaps I am no one.
True, I have a body
and I cannot escape from it.
I would like to fly out of my head,
but that is out of the question.
It is written on the tablet of destiny
that I am stuck here in this human form.
That being the case
I would like to call attention to my problem.
There is an animal inside me,
clutiching fast to my heart,
a huge carb.
The doctors of Boston
have thrown up their hands.
They have tried scalpels,
needles, poison gasses adn the like.
The crab remains.
It is a great weight.
I try to forget it, go about my business,
cook the broccoli, open the shut books,
brush my teeth and tie my shoes.
I have tried prayer
but as I pray the crab grips harder
and the pain enlarges.
I had a dream once,
perhaps it was a dream,
that the crab was my ignorance of God.
But who am I to believe in dreams?
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poem by Anne Sexton
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No Crab
Whether it's Crab soup,
or whether it's crab cakes,
whether it's crab puffs
or whether it's crab flakes
crab gumbo or crab dressing,
it's all the same to me,
for crab is crab is crab
and I detest the taste.
poem by Ruth Walters
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There is nothing fantastic or ultradimansional about crab grass... unless you are an sf writer, in which case pretty soon you are viewing crab grass with suspicion. What are it's real motives And who sent it here in the first place It only looks like crab grass. That's what they want us to think it is. One day the crab grass suit will fall off and their true identity will be revealed. By then the Pentagon will be full of crab grass and it'll be too late. The crab grass, or what we took to be crab grass, will dictate terms.
quote by Philip K. Dick
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Manteca
Written by dizzy gillespie and gil fuller
Crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my, crab in my, crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my, crab in my, crab in my shoemouth
song performed by by Phish
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The Grinning Crab
Come with me, said the fish to the crab
and I will show you a cave where beautiful coral live.
When do we leave, said the crab to the fish
and tell me what I should bring.
Just bring a sense of adventure, said the fish to the crab, and some sun tan oil
You forget, said the crab to the fish, my shell is thick and impenetrable by rays of any kind.
What about the metal-tipped arrows, asked the fish of the crab, from a cheeky cherub?
Oh they don’t stand a chance, said the crab with a grin.
The fish, having eyes that could not blink, felt the molten tears sting his star-crossed eyes.
poem by Vernon Adrian Emuang
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The Little Crab
As the little crab climbed
To the top of the basket
Hoping to make an escape
The bigger crabs pulled him down
And when the consignment
Did reach the market place
The Fisherman’s son was delighted
To find a small crab in the bag
He picked it up carefully
Drooling at the thought of soup
But this time the little crab
Reacted fast, he bit the boy’s hand
Falling quickly to the ground
As the child reduced his grip
Undaunted by the crack in his shell
He scuttled away in search of
A safer place, far away from
Fishing baskets, boys and big crabs.
poem by Sandra Martyres
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Sand crab follows Hot
Chilli crab he knows, beaut
like the tide, shore thing
haiku by Ken e Hall
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Walk straight, my son - as the old crab said to the young crab.
Acute heart
Burrow and search for food around the reef,
Crab-crab explore the link
In coral lips
Stand from lacing waves
Never stop strike
Mouth beach, create ripple
Split foam
spread acute
Acute heart
She wound pursue dreams
Starting from the party
Among the drinks, and palm wine
Distributed in a foreign city
With foreign smile
Girls that smile spreads
Among the guests who continue to
Come
Thousand breeze in the face of the man
Spread smile, crawl dream
In a party atmosphere, and the smell alcohol
The intoxicating
In open spaces
Palace
Penetrate the flower garden
A dream place to meet
The Lord who never come
poem by Prasetya Utama
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Green Circle
You are peeling me off
like a crab.
Time has sunk very low.
For the hungry kids
who was growing crab apples?
Creating art,
arriving between the pubes.
A microfossil
roosting within me.
I could live without oxygen.
Incandescent,
the liquid wounds.
I will not send any salvo.
poem by Satish Verma
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Crab
When I eat crab, slide the rosy
rubbery claw across my tongue
I think of my mother. She'd drive down
to the edge of the Bay, tiny woman in a
huge car, she'd ask the crab-man to
crack it for her. She'd stand and wait as the
pliers broke those chalky homes, wild-
red and knobby, those cartilage wrists, the
thin orange roof of the back.
I'd come home, and find her at the table
crisply unhousing the parts, laying the
fierce shell on one side, the
soft body on the other. She gave us
lots, because we loved it so much,
so there was always enough, a mound of crab like a
cross between breast-milk and meat. The back
even had the shape of a perfect
ruined breast, upright flakes
white as the flesh of a chrysanthemum, but the
best part was the claw, she'd slide it
out so slowly the tip was unbroken,
scarlet bulb of the feeler—it was such a
kick to easily eat that weapon,
wreck its delicate hooked pulp between
palate and tongue. She loved to feed us
and all she gave us was fresh, she was willing to
grasp shell, membrane, stem, to go
close to dirt and salt to feed us,
the way she had gone near our father himself
to give us life. I look back and
see us dripping at the table, feeding, her
row of pink eaters, the platter of flawless
limp claws, I look back further and
see her in the kitchen, shelling flesh, her
small hands curled—she is like a
fish-hawk, wild, tearing the meat
deftly, living out her life of fear and desire.
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poem by Sharon Olds
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The crab has stuck fast between the stones at the entrance of its hole.
Without Looking
Either at my friend's daughter's
sixteen-year-old body dumped
on the morgue slab, T-shirt
stuck fast to one ripped
breast I identified quick, and then
got out of there
or at the old gentleman
with tubes in the living room, spittle
stained in his wispy
beard, out of
the corner of my eye I hardly
notice it, how
could I, drink in hand
at five-thirty, at the least
sign of pain one of us always itches
to turn away, another turns
over in sleep, groans
O, we who are so lucky
just to be able to
ignore, go back
quick, to our books, to
have books, even, how
difficult it is to look
hard and head
on has not been said
often enough, if prayer
is an act of attention
even to dropped stitches, blood
dangling beneath the lines, the
poem? I said,
what prepares us for what
will never save us?
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poem by Patricia Goedicke
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The New Teacher
he prides himself about
this job
where he is all wise
and his students listen
he drives the points
like he's the hammer to
his nails
somehow the old teacher
listens
it is not supposed to
be
he picks a snail
a house actually where the hermit
crab lives
he whistles and the crab comes
out
learning the song of the
master
the wind, soft as breeze
the openness like the wide gate
of the morning sun
between the breasts of the hills
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Know Not What Else to Do
Crouching under me like a jackal
Creeping towards me like a crab
You sneak around me like a haunt
You crawl your hands around my waist and grab
You draw me into the heat of your arms
But all too quickly it seems
You make me feel like I'm floating without breath
And trapped in a sleepless nightmare of a dream
Trying not to smile when you hit me to the ground
Laughing at my bruises knowing not what else to do
Leaning into all of your punches
Watching myself waste away as I lose myself in you
poem by Aria Siren
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Ejection, Injection!
An injection,
I can help you with my love;
Ejection, injection!
The crab man,
The crab woman;
Rejection, injection!
The wolf man,
The wolf woman;
To see eye to eye.
Love can give life a whole new meaning!
So, keep on waiting on my love;
For, i can help you with my love.
Math, bath!
True love is very precious than money;
And, i can help you with my love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Let The Dream Come True
Let The Dream Come True
REFRAIN:
NOT A BROKEN HEART , NOW WE GONNA START
IT' S FOR ME AND YOU , LET THE DREAM COME TRUE
NOT A BROKEN HEART , NOW WE GONNA START
IT' S FOR ME AND YOU , LET THE DREAM COME TRUE
WHAT I'M GONNA DO WITHOUT YOU, LET THE DREAM COME TRUE
NOT A BROKEN HEART , NOW WE GONNA START
IT' S FOR ME AND YOU, LET THE DREAM COME TRUE, LET THE DREAM COME TRUE
RAP 1:
KICK IT, TIP IT, FLIP IT, SIP IT, SHAKE YOUR BUDY 'ROUND, GET WICKED
USE THE DOOR GET ON THE FLOOR, I STILL GOT MORE FOR YOU TO STORE
GET ON YOUR FEET, IT'S TREATED UNIQUE, JUST FEEL THE HEAT AND GET BACK TO THE BEAT
RUBE DUP, RUBE DUP, RUBE DUP, RUBE DUP, JUMP AND SHAKE YOUR BODY, WINE IT
UP
EVERYBODY SHAKE YOUR BODY, D.J. BOBO STARTS THE PARTY
UP AND DOWN, HERE WE GO, DON'T LOOK BACK, JUST LET IT FLOW
UP AND DOWN, DON'T LOOSE YOUR CROWN, WHAT GOES UP MUST COME ONCE DOWN
NOW HOLD TIGHT, EVERYTHING'S ALRIGHT, THERE'S NO NEED TO FIGHT TONIGHT
REFRAIN:
NOT A BROKEN HEART , NOW WE GONNA START
IT' S FOR ME AND YOU , LET THE DREAM COME TRUE
NOT A BROKEN HEART , NOW WE GONNA START
IT' S FOR ME AND YOU , LET THE DREAM COME TRUE
WHAT I'M GONNA DO WITHOUT YOU, LET THE DREAM COME TRUE
NOT A BROKEN HEART , NOW WE GONNA START
IT' S FOR ME AND YOU, LET THE DREAM COME TRUE, LET THE DREAM COME TRUE
RAP 2:
IT'S A BREAK, I DON' T MEAN A FAKE, OPEN YOUR EARS, IT'S NOT A MISTAKE
THE MUSIC IS STRONG AND I MADE THESE RHYMES, PARTYTIME 'CAUSE THE TIME IS MINE
SO LET'S GO DOWN, DOWN ON THE FLOOR, I WANNA GIVE YOU WHAT YOU ARE WAITIN' FOR
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU WANT AND YOU WANT IT NOW
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU WANT WHEN YOU HEAR THE SOUND
SWING YOUR BODY AND HAVE SOME FUN, NOW YOU' RE ON THE RUN
THIS TRACK HAS JUST BEGUN, IT'S DONE FOR FUN AND HITS YOU LIKE A GUN
JUMP UP AND DOWN, TOSS AND TURN, RIGHT TO THE GROUND BEFORE YOU BURN
PUMP THE BASS RIGHT IN YOUR FACE, JUST IN CASE WE START THE RACE
REFRAIN:
NOT A BROKEN HEART , NOW WE GONNA START
IT' S FOR ME AND YOU , LET THE DREAM COME TRUE
NOT A BROKEN HEART , NOW WE GONNA START
IT' S FOR ME AND YOU , LET THE DREAM COME TRUE
WHAT I'M GONNA DO WITHOUT YOU, LET THE DREAM COME TRUE
NOT A BROKEN HEART , NOW WE GONNA START
IT' S FOR ME AND YOU, LET THE DREAM COME TRUE, LET THE DREAM COME TRUE
RAP 3:
FIRST I WAITED, THEN CREATED, DIDN'T DEBATE IT, JUST MADE IT
THE FEELING IS STRONG, SO KEEP COMING ON
WITH THE BASS AND THE DRUMS THERE'S NOTHING WRONG
NOW GET ON UP, TAKE YOUR SHOES, SWING YOUR BODY, GET WILD AND LOOSE
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, TIPPIN' AND TAPPIN', SLIPPIN' AND SLAPPIN', THERE'S NO STOPPIN
song performed by by DJ Bobo
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Most men judge only by their senses and let themselves be persuaded by what they see... On top of that, insufferable vanity has convinced humans that nature has been made only for them, as though the sun, a huge body four hundred and thirty-four times as large as the earth, had been lit only to ripen our crab apples and cabbages. … Do people really think that because the sun gives us light every day and year, it was made only to keep us from bumping into walls? No, no, this visible god gives light to man by accident, as a king's torch accidentally shines upon a working man or burglar passing in the street.
quote by Cyrano de Bergerac
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Dream On
Dream on baby, dream on
They might never seem to come true,
But dream on, baby, dream on.
Cause you never know when one will find you.
Dream on baby, dream on.
Though the critics and sceptics cry,
Dream on you will, baby, dream on.
Cause one day you'll be waving them goodbye.
Dream on baby, dream on,
There's a reason that we have dreams.
Dream on baby, dream on.
You'll catch some dreams, though far away they seem.
Dream on, baby, dream on.
No, you probably won't get every one,
But isn't that what dreams are for?
Dreams, they propel us to leap out and have fun.
Dreams, where we run to who-knows-where,
Where we do things we can only imagine.
Dreams, where we find solace in times of despair:
Where ordinary men become legends.
Dreams breath life into our bodies,
Give us purpose in our life, carry us on,
Carry us on through the toughest time,
When all glimmer of hope is gone.
So shut your door, tuck yourself in,
Turn out the lights, and dream away.
Life's tough, now's time to escape awhile.
Time to dream about a happier day.
Dream on, baby, dream on.
Dreams come true,
So dream on.
One day, they'll find you.
poem by Joses Tirtabudi
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Dream On (live, MTVIcon)
Every time that I look in the mirror
All these lines in my face gettin' clearer
The past is gone;
It went by like dusk to dawn
Isn't that the way?
Everybody's got their dues in life to pay
I know nobody knows
Where it comes and where it goes
I know it's everybody's sin;
You got to lose to know how to win.
Half my life's in books' written pages,
Live and learn from fools and from sages
You know it's true,
All the feelings
Come back to you.
Sing with me,
Sing for the year,
Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear.
Sing it with me
If it's just for today,
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away.
(aaaaaaaaa...)
Sing with me,
Sing for the year,
Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear.
Sing it with me
If it's just for today,
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away.
(come on )
Dream on, dream on, dream on,
Dream yourself a dream come true.
Dream on, dream on, dream on,
Dream until your dream comes true.
Dream on, Dream on, Dream on,
Dream, Dream ,Dream come true
Dream on, Dream on, Dream on, Dream on
Dream on, Dream on, Dream on (aaa...)
song performed by by Train
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