Sidewalk Cracks and Mother's Backs
Though I’m now quite old myself
And mom’s only
a warm memory
I still avoid stepping on cracks
I suspect there yet remains...
A little boy inside of me
Same thing…tho’ an America style haiku
Still can’t step on cracks…
In me… still a boy… can’t be
Breaking mother’s back
poem by David Whalen
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Depicting Reflection
I gaze at the looking glass one final time
As I hope for some veritable truth to find
But the cracks run along my face in jagged lines
As the mirror cracks from side to side
Peering into the cold, dark faceted eyes
A broken poppet stares back from inside
And I catch a reflection of that I despise
As the mirror cracks from side to side
The scarred reflection is now forsaken
And many are the times my heart has died
But now it is my soul that is breakin'
As the mirror cracks from side to side
I gaze at the looking glass one final time
As the mirror cracks from side to side
poem by Sheri Hockman
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Forget To Remember
what have i done?
where have i come from?
when i burnt the backs with the sun through a glass did i
seal the loss thats become me?
feeling undone,
what have i become?
when i turned my back on you i turned my back on myself
and became this machine,
thoughtlessness, selfishness, hopelessness, arrogant
i feel it on the inside, twisting and controling, memory
has shaped me once again,
still feeling you on the inside, biting through and stinging,
will i ever forget to remember?
shadows in the sun,
filter through us,
still wrestle the demons that aressted me as a child,
confession rejected,
we grow up,
to give up,
people step on the cracks of wounds owed paid back
through the words of surrender,
emptiness, loneliness, listlessness, worthless
i feel it on the inside, twisting and controling, memory
has shaped me once again,
still feeling you on the inside, biting through and stinging,
will i ever forget to remember?
can you save me? from myself, from these memories,
can you save me? from myself, from these momories,
surrender, to the shadows, haunting inside, bleed
through you,
surrender to the secrets inside, lies within you,
i feel it on the inside, twisting and controling, memory
has shaped me once again,
still feeling you on the inside, biting through and stinging,
will i ever forget to remember?
cant feel you on the inside, set down the bag and left it,
lost memory has left me
one again,
open up the inside, admission for the cleansing, now that
i've forgotten to remember,
surrender, to the shadows, haunting inside, bleed
through you,
song performed by by Mudvayne
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Step Inside
(clarke / hicks / nash)
Side, step inside.
You can knock on my door anytime youre passing by
You dont need an invitation, step inside.
Well have tea and crumpets toasted by the fireside.
You dont need an invitation, step inside.
Step inside my doorway. theres no admission fee at all.
If youre in the neighborhood, you only have to call.
Ill be glad to see you, it just cannot be denied.
Its been a long time since I held you, step inside.
Dont tell your mother about me.
Shell only get angry knowing youve come back.
What her heart cant see cant hurt her.
So take my hand and step inside, take my hand and step inside.
Dont tell your mother about me.
You know shell only get angry knowing youve come back.
What her heart cant see cant hurt her.
So take my hand and step inside, take my hand and step inside.
If it gets too late, I have a bed that you can use.
You dont need an invitation
If you feel the inclination
You just call on speculation.
Step inside.
Side, step inside.
Step inside.
Step inside.
Step inside.
song performed by by Hollies
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My Second Guess
How does one return to civilization from sanctuary like Walden?
How does one trade quaint snow globe atmosphere
For rampant vicious taxi cabs?
Where is right and wrong?
I left chasing hallucinations of modern Americana
New opportunity - the visions of our grandfathers
So boat left for angel island - the immersion had begun
But - missed so - My Alcatraz like cell
And lamented not a single moment - good nor bad
The memory had been beatified and immortalized
In the museum of the skull
A pilgrimage for the mind in despair
To worship - as good
The choice is knighted correct!
A step in the right direction!
But can't help and look back
And wonder if there were any cracks in the "creation of Adam"
And try to overlook - that there were
And the eye could not forget
Though the cracks appeared gone
One must remember to look forward while steering the boat
Just incase Copernicus was wrong
And continue on
To preserve the memory
And not wipe away pride leaving only regret
So that when the time comes
Where all we have is reflections
It will be our own gift to ourselves
poem by C.S. Smith
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Breaking The Law
There I was completely wasting, out of work and down
All inside its so frustrating as I drift from town to town
Feel as though nobody cares if I live or die
So I might as well begin to put some action in my life
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
So much for the golden future, I cant even start
Ive had every promise broken, theres anger in my heart
You dont know what its like, you dont have a clue
If you did youd find yourselves doing the same thing too
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
You dont know what its like
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law
song performed by by Judas Priest
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For Him I Know Not: Xiii
i come back to you
to set the cracks caused
in this clay mold
not once do you turn me down
you simply touch-heal
to seal the cracks and help me
stand steady and smile
this loving touch of yours
remakes me time and again
your caring hands are always
ready to gently hold me
whenever i stumble...
12jul2010
14.05hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Testify
Come a little closer it's a feeling that I can't deny
I was weak, but I never thought I'd speak about the darker side
Is that a ten? I could repent on the side of the road
But, I kept on going yeah I headed for another load
I get up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground in the middle of the night
Oh, I testify
I was laid upon the grave by a preacher's hand I cannot lie
And, I forsake many vows I made to be with you tonight
Could you be the salvation cause I never felt like this before
And, could you lend me your hand because I'm falling back on the floor
I get up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground in the middle of the night
Oh, I testify
On a road outside of nowhere, in the middle of the night
Well I guess I hit rock bottom and the dawn was not in sight
And a Tempest made of fire, onset the sky aglow
And a sweet young thing called out my name
And this is how it goes, she says...
Choir:
"Go boy, can you hear them?
Are you falling through the cracks in your eyes?"
"Go boy, can you hear them?
Are you falling through the cracks in your eyes?"
"Go boy, can you hear them?
Are you falling through the cracks in your eyes?"
Meatloaf: And I got down on my knees
Choir :"Go boy, can you hear them?
Are you falling through the cracks in your eyes?"
"Go boy, can you hear them?
Are you falling through the cracks in your eyes?"
Meatloaf (over the top of the choirs last two repititions):
I get up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground and I'm falling back down
Up from the ground and I testify
I get up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground and I'm falling back down
Up from the ground and I testify
Meatloaf & Choir:
Up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground and I'm falling back down
Up from the ground and I testify
Up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground and I'm falling back down
Up from the ground and I testify
Meatloaf:
Every cut that heals reveals a scar that you can never hope to hide
All the pain that you restrain keeps building up deep inside
If you think you're above it then it's you my friend that I implore
You've got to talk before you run
See the night before the dawn
Before you pull yourself off the floor
I get up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground in the middle of the night
Oh, I testify
Choir Singer: Up from the ground yeah, I testify
Meatloaf & Choir:
Up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground and I'm falling back down
Up from the ground and I testify
Up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground in the middle of the night
Oh, I testify
Up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground in the middle of the night
Oh, I testify
Up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground in the middle of the night
Oh, I testify
song performed by by Meat Loaf
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Step Inside
Harrys on the run, hes got good reason
Since he bought a gun, hell never sleep again
Widow sleeps alone, she never shuts her window
Mandy knows whats fun, she just dont know whats right
Come on, step inside
Come on, step inside, dont walk on by
Step inside
Come on, step inside
Sequins on his shirt, stevies up for dancing
Always been a flirt, carol steps in line
History to the bone, memory to the marrow
Old an weary man, treads a travelled road
Come on, step inside
Come on, step inside, dont walk on by
Step inside
Come on, step inside
Standing in the sun, trolling cold maria
A hare krishna drum sounds distantly in time
The blood comes off like grime, in the wash hand basin
Just another crime, reason with her
Step inside
Come on, step inside, donmt walk on by
Step inside
Come on, step inside, dont walk on by
Step inside
Come on, step inside
song performed by by Gomez
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Baby Step Back
Now it looks to me like the same old place
In the sky it looks like rain
The same old town with the same old streets
The address has not change
You can find me there
With the door shut tight
And the one wish that remains
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
No you know I dont write no bad checks
I have no wish to repent
Ive seen a few
But whatever I do
I dont cause no accidents
Whiskey and wine help me pass the time
I dont leave no evidence
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
Still I dont kneel down
I was born to fight
So youd best leave me alone
Maybe Ill get much more than I need
Or much less than I should own
Last of all let me say it again
Either step up or step on
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
Baby walk back baby walk back
Either walk on or walk back
Baby step back ...
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Their Roads Have Gotten Bumpy
Remember when you thought it was a thing,
To do to people.
With a rushing to crush me.
And not getting enough!
Remember when you thought it was a thing,
To be so evil.
With a rushing to crush me.
And not getting enough!
But today,
People are more than afraid...
Of a suffering through paybacks.
Remember when you thought it was a thing,
To do to people.
With a rushing to crush me.
And not getting enough!
Remember when you thought it was a thing,
To be so evil.
With a rushing to crush me.
And not getting enough!
But today,
People are more than afraid...
Of a suffering through paybacks.
But from not from those that they've attacked.
Their roads have gotten bumpy,
And they've fallen through cracks.
Their roads have gotten bumpy,
And they've fallen through cracks.
Remember when you thought it was a thing,
To do to people.
With a rushing to crush me.
And not getting enough!
But today,
People are more than afraid...
Of a suffering through paybacks.
But from not from those that they've attacked.
Their roads have gotten bumpy,
And they've fallen through cracks.
Yes their roads have gotten bumpy,
And they've fallen through cracks.
Yes their roads have gotten bumpy,
And they've fallen through cracks.
All their roads have gotten bumpy...
And they've fallen through cracks.
All their roads have gotten bumpy...
And they're trying to crawl back.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mother Earth And Sons
the child insistent
shakes the tree and so
the fruits fall on the ground
some not ripe though
and he does not
eat it
what a waste
but mother never says
a word
the child grows
spoiled as mother is
tolerant
the man remains a
child and mothers get old
he shakes the world
mother earth now
as silent as mothers are
the earth shakes
and all the children are buried
under the cracks
the fire within
like hell burns
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Peaceful And Warm
I went driving through my old hometown
It was Thursday the bright sun on the horizon
I was surprised to see no one had burned it down
It seemed so peaceful and warm
Floods of memories came back to me
All the things we got away with when we were younger
And I felt kind of like a refugee
Like a scattered pile of leaves in a storm
Peaceful memory like lights on a Christmas tree
Every hometown should be peaceful and warm
Every father mother sister brother friend of the family
Peaceful and warm
Somehow now and then didn't seem to blend
'Till a farmer plowing his field waved hello
Another working man doing the best he can
I hope he is peaceful and warm
Peaceful memory plows in the green field sea
Every hometown should be peaceful and warm
Every father mother sister brother friend of the family
Peaceful and warm
On the Kansas banks of the Muddy Mo'
I threw rocks in the river and dreamed of running away
In a wind of change only a father knows
In a world so hectic so cold
I guess my old hometown's kinda dead and gone
Miss the sign on I-29 and you blow right by
But it's a place I can go remember where I come from
It will help me keep me peaceful and warm
Peaceful memory the only thing that's free
Take them and try to be peaceful and warm
Every father mother sister brother friend of the family
Peaceful peaceful and warm
song performed by by Kansas
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Stepping Stones
Baby youve been up, broken down
Every man knows your name in this whole damn town
In every bar they know your drink, what should I think
I turned around to look and you gave some dude a wink
I thought Id be happy with a woman like you,
But you walked on my pride and my manhood too
I dont know too much but one thing I know
A man stuck on you is like a stepping stone
Because you keep using me like a stepping stone
Because you keep using me like a stepping stone
Because you keep using me like a stepping stone
Because you keep using me like a stepping stone
What you forgot to mention, what was your real intention
Did you want a man to love, or someone to prop and carry you up
To a higher status, but the matter of fact is, your detachment
Will bring you further down and now youre all used up
Dont bother coming round
Because you keep using me like a stepping stone
Because you keep using me like a stepping stone
Because you keep using me like a stepping stone
Because you keep using me like a stepping stone
Well, I remember back to waht you put me thru
I keep thinking to myself
Whats wrong with you
Aint it enough to have a man for a lover and a friend
Tear him up and leave him when the moneys spent
Well, youre just like delilah sittin in her den
You take the strongest man and break em down again
But I have gained some knowledge
Go on pack your things and move back to college
Because you keep using me like a stepping stone
Because you keep using me like a stepping stone
Because you keep using me like a stepping stone
Because you keep using me like a stepping stone
song performed by by G. Love & Special Sauce
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Rainmaker
When I was wandering in the desert
And was searching for the truth
I heard a choir of angels calling out my name
I had the feeling that my life would never be the same again
I turned my face towards the barren sun
And I know of the pain that you feel the same as me
And I dream of the rain as it falls upon the leaves
And the cracks in our lives like the cracks upon the ground
They are sealed and are now washed away
You tell me we can start the rain
You tell me that we all can change
You tell me we can find something to wash the tears away
You tell me we can start the rain
You tell me that we all can change
You tell me we can find something to wash the tears.....
And I know of the pain that you feel the same as me
And I dream of the rain as it falls upon the leaves
And the cracks in the ground like the cracks are in our lives
They are sealed and now far away
You tell me we can start the rain
You tell me that we all can change
You tell me we can find something to wash the tears away
You tell me we can start the rain
You tell me that we all can change
You tell me we can find something to wash the tears.....
And I know of the pain that you feel the same as me
And I dream of the rain as it falls upon the leaves
And the cracks in the ground like the cracks are in our lives
They are sealed and now far away
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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On Paths With Cracks
Few I knew,
Were catered to and pampered.
Or raised like prized roses...
Away from those who bloomed,
Among the killing weeds.
Few I knew,
Clutched to crutches.
Provided by sympathizers...
Who protected them from realities.
On paths with cracks,
With a stumbling done...
I've seen some do this.
And of course,
I was one!
On paths with cracks,
With no guide to lead.
Faith and courage...
Lifted those I knew from their knees.
Few I knew,
Clutched to crutches...
On paths with cracks.
Few I knew,
Were catered to and pampered.
And that's a fact.
When a standing was done,
From a fall one made...
There was little time to give to weep.
And empathy shown was little to none.
Since those I knew...
Were focused to get things done!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Place Where My Heart Lives
it is on top of a cliff
it is an eagle's nest
there is a red egg
in the middle of those
blue eggs
there is no eagle
anymore that flies there
anymore
the blue eggs spoil
there is nothing there
the blue egg
cracks
my heart still sings
the blues
the clouds listen for a while
then they cry
the way the rain falls on the plains
then they drift away
the blue egg cracks
and shall be silent for a while
until the black eagle comes
and takes it back
to the place where it must be
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Called to spread love
called to spread love
branch the palms of hands
into a lightning through the dimness clouds
into the cracks of a dried out earth
into the cracks of unwritten walls
into the veins arteries ropes
climbing the heaven of love spread calls
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Break
Spoken through the spikes in time, i am chained to be alive - The rise of the tenth to a star, i will fall but not that far - Seeing what is next to come, i lost my believes in believing - The gates to hell mirrors the cracks, the quake rips only for the sake to break - Salt blown by the breeze off the wind, will never by one, to times 2, to equal forever, fill the dunes of sand - I cannot fake in this world, nothing is for anyone to take - one fact that remains perfect, you can never break the breaking dawn
poem by Unic Cjonr
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Bombsite Walk
Fay walked with you
across the bombsite
off Meadow Row
the bombed out houses
like decaying teeth
in an old jaw
if Daddy saw me here
he'd spank me
she said
looking over the site
where weeds grew
in cracks and over
once backyards
and living rooms
there's no danger
if you step careful
you said
Daddy says
it's walking on the dead
Fay uttered
looking at you
sideways on
her hands raised at her sides
as if learning to fly
all things born
will some day die
you said
standing on a broken wall
come on let's go in
the haunted house
or so it seems
you laughed reaching out
for her hand to bring her forth
she hesitated
looked around
fearing her daddy's
beady eyes
then took
your hand
and followed in
the semi dark
of bombed out room
it stinks of piss
you muttered
she giggled and set her foot
on bricks and stony floor
what if it all falls in?
she asked
looking up at the sky
through cracks and holes
her hand felt warm in yours
her fingers curled
around your own
it's just adventure
you said
you got to take a few risks
we're a long time dead
and her eyes widened
and stared
and she whispered
I'm scared
and clung to you
what do think
the people here thought
when the bombs fell
and they hadn't made the shelters
or didn't know
you said
she shrugged
her narrow shoulders
and bit her lip
my mother said
all they found
of her neighbours' child
was a blown off hand
don't tell me
Fay said
I will dream of that now
sorry I shouldn't have said
you uttered
feeling her fingers
grip your arm
her thin nails
marking skin
let's go out
she said
and off she went
dragging you behind
out into the sunshine
she looking to see
if her daddy'd seen
her sinful tread
but for you
looking back
it was just an adventure
on land of the dead.
poem by Terry Collett
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Spirit Of America
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
The bonneville salt flats had seen some strange things
But the strangest thing yet was a jet without wings
Once as a jet it played in the stars
But now on the ground its the king of our cars
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
An airplane an auto now famous worldwide
The spirit of america, the name on the side
The man who would drive her craig breedlove by name
A daring young man played a dangerous game
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
With a j-47, a jet for his power
Craig breedlove had averaged four-o-seven per hour
Both man and machine had given fair warn
Theyd set a new record on that warm august morn.
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
song performed by by Beach Boys
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