When Nature Calls
When nature calls
Be quick to answer
For you don't want her
To leave a messege
poem by David Kush
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Leave Your Phone At Home
Sometimes it’s better to leave
your phone at home,
You don’t have to answer,
people leave you alone.
Now, it’s St. Patty’s Day,
everyone’s Green and very Gay,
wishing in a most happy way,
to have fun by the ton
which is better then O.K.
Now, leaving my phone
at home made my
night even better,
No calls, anD no
St. Patty’s Day letters.
Except I see
tons of missed calls
from caretaker Sherry,
who would rather be merry.
Those calls I’m glad I missed,
those calls where about Cockroach,
who I am pissed.
Now, can’t you get
a life even on a holiday?
Leave alone
Suzae Chevalier?
No you can’t
so you make Sherry pay.
Don’t you think she has
better things to do?
Then play mommy
for you?
Now, you look
like a fool.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.18,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Simple Observation #31 - When Nature calls and......
When nature calls and for an answer there's a delay
we usually get an urge that for long doesn’t go away.
poem by George Krokos
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Kiss Me Quick
(words & music by doc pomus - mort shuman)
Kiss me quick, while we still have this feeling
Hold me close and never let me go
cause tomorrows can be so uncertain
Love can fly and leave just hurting
Kiss me quick because I love you so
Kiss me quick and make my heart go crazy
Sigh that sigh and whisper oh so low
Tell me that tonight will last forever
Say that you will leave me never
Kiss me quick because I love you so
Let the band keep playing while we are swaying
Lets keep on praying that well never stop
Kiss me quick just cant stand this waiting
cause your lips are lips I long to know
Oh that kiss will open heavens door
And well stay there forevermore
Kiss me quick because I love you so
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Leave Nature to Nature
Have you ever seen the offspring of a cross between a sheep and goat
Of the parents in the young one you can see a bit of both
With the physical appearance of a goat and sheep strange as that may appear
Born of an act of Nature and in Nature of stranger things one does hear.
And anything in Nature is never a strange thing
A cross between a starling and a myna has a pleasant song to sing
But when humans tamper with Nature 'tis there the wrong comes in
Though some with their degrees on natural science respect for their work do win.
On what happens within Nature humans should not have a say
And leave Nature to Nature she does things her own way
Some results of Nature may seem quite strange to see
But what happens within Nature happens naturally.
Humans do not tamper with Nature leave Nature to her own device
Every time we tamper with her for to pay there is some price
The mad cow disease is one example when meat and bone to cows was fed
Just one of the many bad results of humans tampering with Nature one might say enough said.
Source: http: //pearlsofpoetry.tk/leave-nature-to-nature/
poem by PearlsOf Poetry.tk
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With A Wishing Of Their Ickiness To Stick
Someone else's troubles aren't that easy to leave.
Especially the ones who come sharing them with ease.
And that one analytical chosing to keep politically correct,
By avoiding those who quickly leap...
On a peace they keep to be kept,
Seem to be directly chosen to be next...
For an elimination of patience.
And an effective tearing down of a peace wished to protect.
There seems always an excuse made,
To dump disrespect...
On those who have earned their peace to keep.
And a happiness one has been blessed to have met.
Even friends, foes and those people that don't know,
Seem to do this in a heartbeat.
With no regard as they break down the walls,
Of that which one guards...
When knowing not to answer certain telephone calls.
People know just who to pest...
With a pestering done to another's quietness.
There seems always an excuse made,
To dump disrespect...
On those who have earned their peace to keep.
And with a wishing of their ickiness to stick has been done,
Those folks don't seem to stay too long after!
They seem to do their icky sticking doing quick,
To then get up and run!
This they do with a dumping done.
People seem to do their icky sticking doing quick.
Then after their performance made...
Without apology,
They get up and run...
As if to gloat with pride by the act of doing it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Quick
Quick to dismiss,
That which is misunderstood.
And quick to do this often.
Because one can and could.
Quick to define something wrong.
Quick to complain about it,
All day long.
Quick to sit to nitpick and pull apart.
As if this quickness was intended from the start.
Quick to resist a comprehension that exist.
Quick to allow a temper tantrum fit.
Quick to whip up excuses...
And split to disappear.
Quick to discover the nearest exit!
That's what troublemakers do...
When they stir up others in raging fits!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Leave Nature Be
With Nature's ways why do we interfere
Of genetic modification and cloning too much we hear
Why tamper with our Earth Mother why not let her be?
Human interference with her seems all wrong to me.
Leave Nature to her own devices please
As humans experimenting with her can give rise to disease
She grows our food and off of her we do live
And we take from her but to her we never give.
In her workings we should not have a say
Leave Nature be to live by her own way
To herself Nature remains ever true
What we do to her to our own selves we do.
We do not own Nature though to her we belong
And to tamper with her to me seems all wrong
Leave Nature be that is my earnest plead
Interference from us is one thing she doesn't need.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Wont Take No For An Answer
Words and music by rick nielsen
Hey wait a minute
Youre a little lost
Things keep on changing
And so does the cost
Of doin business with yourself
Dont want nobody else, no
I wont take no for an answer
I wont take no from you
I wont take no for an answer
I wont take no, no, no, no
Hey mister sister
Leave me alone
Today kids dont grow up
They just grow alone
Guess you know how bad I felt
When you were with somebody else, oh
I wont take no for an answer
I wont take no from you
I wont take no for an answer
I wont take no, no, no, no
Hey
You
Hey, hey you
I wont take no for an answer
I wont take no from you
I wont take no for an answer
I wont no
I wont no for an answer
I wont no (for an answer)
(repeat to coda)
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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I Am Writing A Poem That You Can Understand So Easily
this is not to insult your intelligence
or your sensibility
your capacity for managing angst,
to see the wholeness
of the matter
in the eye of the needle
where the camel enters where you claim you have seen it,
this, this is it, the quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog near the bank of the riverthe quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog near the bank of the riverthe quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog near the bank of the riverthe quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog near the bank of the river the quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog near the bank of the riverthe quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog near the bank of the riverthe quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog near the bank of the riverthe quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog near the bank of the river
do you not find wisdom in it, it is filled with questions to be answered:
why is the fox quick
why is it brown? why does it jump on a lazy dog? and is the dog really lazy? is this not offensive to the dogs in the royalty? and why should the river be near? and this bank of the river? is this where the dog lives? or the fox or the dog, do they relate to the word quick and lazy?
i tell you, there is wisdom in every word, no matter where you place it.
every verb serves its purpose in giving us action,
every question calls for an answer
and every period serves the purpose it is intended to be.
rest.
the purpose of an easy poem is to understand it, and so the poem is written in the most familiar language that you know and speak,
period.
i don't want to understand things really, there is no point there.
period.
some poems are not meant to be understood, they are only meant to be read.
period.
some poems are not meant to be digested, they are meant to make
us full, even only for a while.
period.
some poems are written by Someone Else, and this writer does not
even understand it.
period.
rest.......
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The tunnel ends
I don’t believe in God.
Even if I do, I don’t believe
He would answer my calls.
I don’t believe in soul.
Even if I do, I don’t believe
It would leave taking my scars.
I don’t believe in rebirth.
Even if I do, I don’t believe
It would inherit my sins.
I don’t believe in spirits.
Even if do, I don’t believe
They would harm the one defying.
I don’t believe in stars.
Even if I do, I don’t believe
They would amend if pleased.
Yes, I am now on the verge my journey.
15.04.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Leave Me Alone
The meaning of leave me alone...
Does not really mean to leave me alone,
Not to be alone in my loneliness.
But to leave me alone,
As I contemplate how long I will have you wait...
Until I'm ready to end your suffering.
Of course...
Someone has to suffer behind this childish activity.
And it's not going to be me.
I'm the one initiating the dismissal.
Therefore,
I'm entitled to at least grovel in thoughts
Someone actually cares I am acting like a child...
And will come to give me kisses!
BUT...
On my terms!
Now...
If I should suddenly hear the door open and slam close,
I am quick to spring to my feet to give chase.
However...
Do not allow me to do that,
And I discover you have done that to get my reaction!
I am quick to learn,
Just 'who' toys with my affections!
When I decide they are given!
Now,
Leave me alone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Leave Nature to Nature
Have you ever seen the offspring of a cross between a sheep and goat
Of the parents in the young one you can see a bit of both
With the physical appearance of a goat and sheep strange as that may appear
Born of an act of Nature and in Nature of stranger things one does hear.
And anything in Nature is never a strange thing
A cross between a starling and a myna has a pleasant song to sing
But when humans tamper with Nature 'tis there the wrong comes in
Though some with their degrees on natural science respect for their work do win.
On what happens within Nature humans should not have a say
And leave Nature to Nature she does things her own way
Some results of Nature may seem quite strange to see
But what happens within Nature happens naturally.
Humans do not tamper with Nature leave Nature to her own device
Every time we tamper with her for to pay there is some price
The mad cow disease is one example when meat and bone to cows was fed
Just one of the many bad results of humans tampering with Nature one might say enough said.
poem by Francis Duggan
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When She Calls Me Baby
She'll call me honey, when she needs a helpin' hand,
She might say darlin' if she needs someone who understands.
She'll call me sugar, if she's feelin' kind of sweet,
She'll say that I'm crazy over my little jealousy.
But when she calls me baby, I just reach for the light,
And I'll hold her like a lady, thank God she's all mine.
With her arms around me, I can't leave the world behind.
When she calls me baby, well, I know what's on her mind.
When this life has brought me to my knees,
She's got a way of bring out the man in me.
When she calls me baby, I just reach for the light,
And I'll hold her like a lady, thank God she's all mine.
With her arms around me, I can't leave the world behind.
When she calls me baby, well, I know what's on her mind.
Oh, when she calls me baby, well, I know what's on her mind.
song performed by by Kenny Chesney
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Nature Will Reclaim
Silent rain gently falls
Just as the moonlight quietly calls
Calls to the withering nature around
Concrete replaces soft tender ground
Cities take over, buildings rise
Nature escapes us, hiding from man
Resorts cover cliffs, shadowing the sand
The world warms, ice capes melt
Mankind is slowly killing itself
One day nature will revolt
Flowers will bloom, feathers molt
Birds will cry out, soaring the sky
Shrubs will grow, weeds shoot high
Nature will return, crushing our hopes to dust
Reclaiming the streets, smothering us
Creeep and crawl to take our towns
Regrow on asphalt, wind around
Cover windows, turn concrete to gloom
Nature will spell out mankinds doom
poem by Trina Johnson
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Demons And Angels
He swore it was over and all in his past
A few hours later his hand's 'round a glass
A voice on the left says,
"There's peace in the wine"
From the right a voice whispers,
"Don't do it this time"
When he looks for the answer
down in his heart
Demons and angels tear him apart
She calls his name softly
as she lies in their bed
Listens for footsteps and prays for the best
She knows that he loves her
knows that he tries
But if he comes home drinking
she'll leave him tonight
She waits for the answer and
cries in the dark
while demons and angels tear him apart
For so long they've fought for his soul
The whisky and the woman at home
And they all know he must choose
the winner alone
There's not much that's sweeter
than a new life begun
Ain't much that's sadder
than a promise undone
He stares at the bottle,
longs for her arms
while demons and angels tear him apart
When he looks for the answer down in his heart
there's demons and angels that tear him apart
song performed by by Diamond Rio
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A Call From Misery
Misery calls, I answer:
Not today, dear,
Today I am happy.
Like water, like sun
Elated, unparalleled, petalled love
Runs from my eyes like a kingfisher
Stars falling, honeydewed
Slowing time, felt masked and knighted
Happiness is etched in my wrists
My heart.
To be struck down with the blows
Of all my favourite things
Means I am free of you
I'm happy to be rid of you
Happy, relishing solitude.
Misery calls, I answer:
I'm not yours today, dear.
For today, I am wholly mine.
poem by Effie Yalena Steyn
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Thirteen Lines
A brain peered through stoic eyes;
Yet all it saw was rendered into
Flawed interpretation –
No honoured contemplation of a
Gluon, muon, quark of any flavour;
Nor a vision or conception of its world
Within a universe anthropic in its physical laws,
Inside a boundless multiverse.
All it gleaned and modelled
Bore parochialism well beyond belief! –
Delusional perhaps.
Survival only matters here on planet Earth –
Evolution saw to that.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Demons & Angels
He swore it was over and all in his past
A few hours later his hands round a glass
A voice on the left says,
theres peace in the wine
From the right a voice whispers,
dont do it this time
When he looks for the answer
Down in his heart
Demons and angels tear him apart
She calls his name softly
As she lies in their bed
Listens for footsteps and prays for the best
She knows that he loves her
Knows that he tries
But if he comes home drinking
Shell leave him tonight
She waits for the answer and
Cries in the dark
While demons and angels tear him apart
For so long theyve fought for his soul
The whisky and the woman at home
And they all know he must choose
The winner alone
Theres not much thats sweeter
Than a new life begun
Aint much thats sadder
Than a promise undone
He stares at the bottle,
Longs for her arms
While demons and angels tear him apart
When he looks for the answer down in his heart
Theres demons and angels that tear him apart
song performed by by Diamond Rio
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Just Leave Me To Nature
In Claraghatlea near Millstreet my life's journey began
And in that old Townland i grew into a man
But i cannot say where my remains will lay
I will be with Nature and that is okay.
I will be with Nature and it will not matter to me then
If i am not remembered as one of the great men
Who were of a benefit to human kind
For centuries of fame i do not feel inclined.
I've heard her birds sing and I've breathed her air
Just leave me to Nature of me she'll take care
And even if my bones to ashes will burn
I was born of Nature and to her I'll return.
Just leave me to Nature for to rest in peace
From the cares of living I'll have found a release
In Claraghatlea near Millstreet i first saw light of day
But i am not to know where my remains will lay.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Who Is Calling You
Deep within the silence,
we hear our name called.
We never know what for,
only that we are summon,
for something, we must do,
whether it be to love someone
or give a little care.
It could be that a life
someone needs to share.
So when from within the silence
someone calls your name.
You never ever hesitate
and answer it just the same.
You answer because you never know
who is calling you.
15 January 2008
poem by David Harris
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