Bed Stand Drawer
Bed stand drawer
Drug paraphernalia
Lighter. Pack of
expired
condoms
Sad remain
Aspirin. Memories
of better days
On top
bed stand drawer
ticket
reads:
Destination
13° 45' North
100° 31' East
5352.66 Miles
and new
bed stand drawer
chances
of life
poem by Carsten Thomsen
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Madonna Whore
What are you thinking when you're looking at me
What can you tell me of reality?
I'm only woman... not just a Fantasy
and the flesh and blood is warmer than some color transparency
Every woman's a Madonna; every woman's a whore
You can try to reduce me but I'm so much more
I don't want to be your mother; won't be shoved in a drawer
cause every woman's a Madonna, every woman's a whore, that's right
What are you thinking when you push me away
Was it some promise in your youth you made?
Holding out for something or hoping to be saved
Does it make you feel power or are you just afraid of me?
Every woman's a Madonna; every woman's a whore
You can try to reduce me but I'm so much more
I don't want to be your mother; won't be shoved in a drawer
cause every woman's a Madonna, every woman's a whore, that's right
I don't know
if you say so
got so many do's and don'ts my head is spinning
Hey Romeo, j-j-j-just let get go
maybe everything could use a little sinning
Every woman's a Madonna; every woman's a whore
You can try and reduce me but I'm so much more
I don't want to be your mother; won't be shoved in a drawer
cause every woman's a Madonna, every woman's a whore
Every woman's a Madonna; every woman's a whore
You can try and reduce me but I'm so much more
I don't want to be your mother; won't be shoved in a drawer
cause every woman's a Madonna, every woman's a whore, that's right
You can try to reduce me but I'm so much more
I don't want to be your mother; won't be shoved in a drawer
cause every woman's a Madonna, every woman's a whore, that's right
song performed by by Cyndi Lauper
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Mice versus rats
I'm not for spending money or traveling abroad, but when I opened
the drawer, at the bottom of my desk, it was full of tiny mice, nesting
on my check- book, since I hadn't opened for years; they had eaten
my passport too, and a couple of poems I thought were too racy to be
published.22 mice smaller than a baby's thumb confused in the glare
of light the creatures thought my fingers were other mice when I tried
to retrieve my check book- and out of date my passport.
Closed the drawer to the mice's delight, thought it had been a deviation,
got hold of a tin bucket opened the drawer again and put them all in there,
yes, even the babies- there are times in life when one can show no mercy-
my intention was to drown them, but could not, their struggle to climb up
the bucket must be honored. At night I let them free on the sandy lane.
When I opened the drawer next day a big rat sat there, bit my finger it had
stolen my credit card…. Now, how do you explain that to a bank manager?
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Nautical Terms
Nautical Terms
The night above me is like an elastic balloon, a plane penetrates
flies through and disappear only its engine roar remains and echoes
into the infinite. I can see its light, green for starboard and red for
portside. On a tramp ship I served on, the old captain, when he got
up on the bridge in the morning, open a locked drawer he only had
the key to; read on a piece of paper and closed the drawer again.
When he resigned, the first officer took over, he was curious about
the piece of paper, opened the drawer and found a folded piece of
paper. On it was written: right is starboard and left is portside.
It is good to meet people who know they are fallible.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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A Reminder
A Message
Our old captain was pensioned off, he had been
the master on the same ship for ten years and at
sixty five he didn´t know where to go as his whole
life had been the sea. The first officer was taking
over. He had noticed the old man every morning
went on the bridge, opened a locked drawer and
read something from a folded piece of paper.
The first officer having sewed on an extra ring on
his uniform, now had four, was curious opened
the drawer. On the paper was written: starboard
is right and portside is left.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Their Brains in the Bottom Drawer
With some people, the more power they receive,
and the bigger boots they get,
they file away their brains in the bottom drawer.
Their brains end up where there ass should be,
and their ass where their brains should be.
This leaves everyone to wonder,
did they get a degree in stupidity.
We meet them all the time,
and we all know the old saying,
a little power goes to their head.
How many times
have we heard that said?
Little people with big notions,
well beyond their station.
Some people are born to be leaders,
some others are the righter of wrongs.
Some think they know it all,
but most of them are dumb.
They abuse the power they have acquired
in a most idiotic way,
so in the bottom drawer their brains are bound to stay.
(2 May 2007)
poem by David Harris
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Little White Rabbit
While sorting through a drawer
in my old treasure store
I came across a little white rabbit
almost forgotten there,
as I picked it up
my memory danced back
to the person who gave it
to me forty odd years ago.
I could remember her blue eyes,
her shoulder length blonde hair,
and that gentle smile of this lady fair.
She was at one time the love of my life,
long before I met my wife.
My love could not be returned
as she was seeing someone else,
but a friend she was,
and a friend she will always remain,
until my dying breath.
As I look at the little white rabbit,
dreamy eyes I become,
I drift back all those years,
and for a brief second or two.
I smile to myself,
and wrap the little white rabbit up,
putting it back in the drawer,
so I can remember,
that lost long distant love I had once more.
poem by David Harris
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Stand By Me
When the night has come
And the land is dark
And the moon is the only light well see.
No, I wont be afraid,
No, I wont be afraid,
Just as long as you stand, stand by me.
And, darling, darling, stand by me,
Oh, now, now, stand by me,
Stand by me,
Stand by me.
If the sky that we look upon
Should tumble and fall,
And the mountain should crumble to the sea.
I wont cry, I wont cry,
No, I wont shed a tear
Just as long as you stand, stand by me.
And, darling, darling, stand by me,
Oh, stand by me,
Stand by me,
Stand by me,
Stand by me-ee, yeah.
Whenever youre in trouble, wont you stand by me?
Oh, now, now, stand by me,
Oh, stand by me,
Stand by me,
Stand by me.
Darling, darling, stand by me,
Please, stand by me,
Oh, stand by me,
Stand by me,
Stand by me.
Me-ee -
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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When The Blues Get Me
How many people get the blues like I?
When bad things happen I want to cry.
But when I cry the blues don't go.
They stick around for too damned long
and so
I shake my fists and say, 'what's wrong? '
Sometimes those blues go away for days.
Sometimes I'm happy like spring bouquets.
And when those blueless days appear
it makes me want to stand and cheer
'Hurray for life.'
My fists are unclenched and I persevere.
I enjoy these times when the blues are gone.
I praise the sunset and the light of dawn.
I expect the best out of myself
and place those blues in a bottom drawer.
But the blues aren't satisfied.
There are more in store.
Blues, you make me hate how I feel.
You settle in and then you steal
peace, contentment and harmony
like a cascade of dissonance
that comes over me.
So I clench my fists and cry.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Stand By Me
When the night has come
And the land is dark
And the moon is the only light we see
No I wont be afraid
No I wont be afraid
Just as long as you stand, stand by me
And darling, darling stand by me
Oh, now, now, stand by me
Stand by me, stand by me
If the sky that we look upon
Should tumble and fall
And the mountain should crumble to the sea
I wont cry, I wont cry
No I wont shed a tear
Just as long as you stand, stand by me
And darling, darling stand by me
Oh, stand by me
Stand by me, stand by me, stand by me
Whenever youre in trouble wont you stand by me
Oh, now, now, stand by me
Oh, stand by me, stand by me, stand by me
Darling, darling stand by me
Stand by me
Oh stand by me, stand by me, stand by me
song performed by by Lennon John
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A dull sound, varying now and again
And then we began eating corn starch,
chalk chewed wet into sirup. We pilfered
Argo boxes stored away to stiffen
my white dress shirt, and my cousin
and I played or watched TV, no longer annoyed
by the din of never cooling afternoons.
On the way home from church one fifth Sunday,
shirt outside my pants, my tie clipped on
its wrinkling collar, I found a new small can of snuff,
packed a chunk inside my cheek, and tripped
from the musky sting making my head ache,
giving me shivers knowing my aunt hid cigarettes
in the drawer under her slips,
that drawer the middle one on the left.
poem by Forrest Hamer
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Stand By Me
(ben e. king/jerry leiber/mike stoller)
(g) - (em) - (c) - (d7) - (am)
(g) when the night is come and the (em) land is dark
And the (c) moon is the (d7) only light well (g) see
I wont be afraid, (em) I wont be afraid
Just as (c) long as you (d7) stand by (g) me
(g) stand by me, (em) stand by me, (am)sta (d7) nd by (g) me
Wont you (g) stand by me
Oh woo oh, (em) stand by me, (am) stand by (d7) me (g)
And when the sky that we look upon
Should crumble and fall
And the mountain should crumble to the sea
I wont be afraid, I wont shed a tear
Just as long as you stand, stand by me
Stand by me, stand by me, stand by me
Stand by me
Oh woo oh, you oughta stand by me, stand by me
Stand by me, stand by me, stand by me
Oh woo oh, stand by me
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Stand By Love
You know my heart beats rhythm and my dreams still take me higher
Ive travelled round the world but they cant cure my desire
The city looks pretty tonight
Hold on now lets go till morning
Get up on love and stand by me
Stand by love, stand by me
Im a shell shocked lover, under cover thats my game
Im your long lost brother, little sister whats your name
I feel so alone
Im stranded and so far from home Im calling
Get up on love and stand by me
Stand by love, and stand by me
Stand by love
Love - stand by love stand by me
Stand by love stand by me
Give me one good reason why you dont come play with fire
cos when the earth starts moving you know Im no liar
The city looks pretty tonight
Oh hold on now lets go till morning
Get up on love and stand by me
Stand by love, and stand by me
Stand by love stand by
Stand by love
Stand by love stand by me
Stand by love stand by me
Stand by love stand by me
Stand by love stand by me
Stand by love stand by me
Stand by love stand by love
Stand by love stand by love
Stand by me
Written by : kerr/burchill reproduced without permission
song performed by by Simple Minds
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I Cant Stand It
Its hard being a man
Living in a garbage pail
My landlady called me up, ooohhh
She tried to hit me with a mop
I cant stand it anymore more
I cant stand it anymore more, oh
I cant stand it anymore more
But if candy would just come back
Itd be all right
Yeah, if candy would just come back
It would be all right, come on baby
I live with thirteen dead cats
A purple dog that wears spats
Theyre all out livin in the hall
And I cant stand it anymore
I cant stand it anymore more
I cant stand it anymore more
I cant stand it anymore more
But if candy would just come back
Itd be all right
Ooohhh, if candy would just come back
It would be all right, be all right now
Ah, come on baby
Im tired of living all alone
Yeah, nobody ever calls me on the phone
But when, ah, things start getting bad, ah
I just play my music louder
I cant stand it anymore more
I cant stand it anymore more
I cant stand it anymore more
I cant stand it, I cant stand it, oh
I cant stand it, I cant stand it
I cant stand it, I cant stand it, no
I cant stand it, I cant stand it, oh
I cant stand it, I cant stand it
I cant stand it, I cant stand it
I cant stand it, I cant stand it
I cant stand it, I cant stand it
...
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Don't Stand So Close
don't stand so close
by the police
young teacher, the subject, of school girl fantasy
she wants him, so badly, knows what she wants to be
inside him, there's no room, this girl's an open page
bookmark in, she's so close now, this girl is half his age
don't stand, don't stand so
don't stand so close to me
don't stand, don't stand so
don't stand so close to me
her friends are, so jealous, you know how bad girls get
sometimes it's not so easy, to be the teacher's pet
temptation, frustration, so bad it makes him cry
wet bus stop, she's waiting, his car is warm and dry
don't stand, don't stand so
don't stand so close to me
don't stand, don't stand so
don't stand so close to me
loose talk in, the classroom, to hurt they try and try
strong words in, the staffroom, the accusations fly
it's no use, he sees her, he starts to shake and cough
just like the, old man in, that book by nabakov
don't stand, don't stand so
don't stand so close to me
don't stand, don't stand so
don't stand so close to me
song performed by by Police
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Honey Would You Stand By Me
(bob mcdill)
If I quit my job for the simple life
Honey would you stand by me
If I bought a little cabin on a mountainside
Honey would you stand by me
Would you be my one true friend
Stick with me through thick and thin
If the roof was old and the rain came in
Honey would you stand by me
If I tried my luck in hollywood
Honey would you stand by me
If my break never came like I thought it would
Honey would you stand by me
Would you be my heart of gold
And never complain when the money was low
If your coat was thin and your shoes were old
Honey would you stand by me
And if I joined up with the rodeo
Honey would you stand by me
If we traveled around from show to show
Honey would you stand by me
Would you be a cowboys dream
And smile right on when times got lean
If you didnt have nothin but boots and jeans
Honey would you stand by me
Honey would you stand
Honey would you stand by me
Honey would you stand
Honey would you stand by me
Honey would you stand
Honey would you stand by me
song performed by by Kenny Chesney
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Falstaff's Lament Over Prince Hal Become Henry V
One that I cherished,
Yea, loved as a son -
Up early, up late with,
My promising one:
No use in good nurture,
None, lads, none!
Here on this settle
He wore the true crown,
King of good fellows,
And Fat Jack was one -
Now, Beadle of England
In formal array -
Best fellow alive
On a throne flung away!
Companions and cronies
Keep fast and lament; -
Come, drawer, more sack here
To drown discontent;
For now intuitions
Shall wither to codes,
Pragmatized morals
Shall libel the gods.
One I instructed,
Yea, talked to -alone:
Precept -example
Clean away thrown!
Sorrow makes thirsty:
Sack, drawer, more sack! -
One that I prayed for,
I, Honest Jack!
To bring down these grey hairs -
To cut his old pal!
But, I'll be magnanimous -
Here's to thee Hal!
poem by Herman Melville
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Rapture
I can feel she has got out of bed.
That means it is seven a.m.
I have been lying with eyes shut,
thinking, or possibly dreaming,
of how she might look if, at breakfast,
I spoke about the hidden place in her
which, to me, is like a soprano's tremolo,
and right then, over toast and bramble jelly,
if such things are possible, she came.
I imagine she would show it while trying to conceal it.
I imagine her hair would fall about her face
and she would become apparently downcast,
as she does at a concert when she is moved.
The hypnopompic play passes, and I open my eyes
and there she is, next to the bed,
bending to a low drawer, picking over
various small smooth black, white,
and pink items of underwear. She bends
so low her back runs parallel to the earth,
but there is no sway in it, there is little burden, the day has hardly begun.
The two mounds of muscles for walking, leaping, lovemaking,
lift toward the east—what can I say?
Simile is useless; there is nothing like them on earth.
Her breasts fall full; the nipples
are deep pink in the glare shining up through the iron bars
of the gate under the earth where those who could not love
press, wanting to be born again.
I reach out and take her wrist
and she falls back into bed and at once starts unbuttoning my pajamas.
Later, when I open my eyes, there she is again,
rummaging in the same low drawer.
The clock shows eight. Hmmm.
With huge, silent effort of great,
mounded muscles the earth has been turning.
She takes a piece of silken cloth
from the drawer and stands up. Under the falls
of hair her face has become quiet and downcast,
as if she will be, all day among strangers,
looking down inside herself at our rapture.
poem by Galway Kinnell
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Cant Stand Still
(young - young)
When I see a pretty woman
You know it gives me a thrill
And shes a tailor made to order
You know I cant stand still
And you wont need a doctor
cause itll cure all ills
And when I hear a noisy party
You know it gives me a chill
It gets me rockin and a rollin
And I cant stand still
From morning till midnight
You know I cant stand still
You know I cant stand still
I cant stand still
You know I cant stand still
I cant stand still
From morning till midnight
You know I cant stand still, oh yeah
When it comes to sippin honey
You know I drink my fill
And Ill be dancin on the water
You know I cant stand still
From morning till midnight
You know I cant stand still, oh yeah
You know I cant stand still
I cant stand still
I cant stand still
You know I cant stand still
From morning till midnight
You know I cant stand still
You know I cant stand still
I cant stand still
Baby I cant stand still
I just cant stand still
From morning till midnight
You know I cant
You know I cant stand still
Thank you lads, thank you lads, thank you
song performed by by AC-DC
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Your Rings
The rings you wore on your finger
Are now placed inside a very small box
Hidden away inside my dresser drawer
Hoping that someday they will be forgot.
They are the rings I had placed on your finger
Then after that, I took you by the hand
You were going to my woman forever
And also forever, I would be your man.
So I swore to all I would wear your ring
And I did that with a happiness and a pride
But then you took my rings off of your finger
Then inside my heart, a part of me just died.
As when I looked up, upon our table
I saw your rings and there they just lied
Abandoned too, they were just like me
And if they had tears I know they too would of cried.
So I took our rings and placed them together
Inside my dresser drawer inside a small box
So they can be together, for their forever
And from each other they will never be lost.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Sarangi
Suffocate your love
In a barrel full of doubt
Suffocate your love
North east and south
Here I stand
In front of your imagination
Here I stand
Hesitate, its normal
You cant erase mistakes
Hesitate, its normal
I cant keep awake
Here I stand
In front of your imagination
Here I stand
Come closer
Its you I want to embrace
Come closer
Its you I want to debase
Here I stand
In front of your imagination
Here I stand
song performed by by Hooverphonic
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