Sonnet- Doing things
One ought to find the land to build a house,
And get the plan approved and buy the bricks;
But most of all, it must be liked by spouse!
The project must not give you much pin-pricks.
To do a thing, you ought to start somehow;
From scrap and work it up with immense toil;
Let hurdles come; just meet them if you can, wow,
All things will happen; mood never must spoil.
Great things are wrought by labour and struggle;
A mind determined will pull off all things;
'Tis nice sometimes to blow our own bugle;
'Tis worth the joy that finally it brings.
A half finished work, cannot bring success,
Try to do things ahead and in excess.
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: We Need God’s Blessings in All Things We Do
You need to plan in advance, well in life,
To do a lot of things you undertake;
No one predicts when comes our unique strife;
You ought to know the technique to bake cake.
Man’s planning is not very accurate;
The human mind is good but not too good;
Depends on weather, how you navigate;
More things can go awry, if bad is mood.
Though you may plan and do things so perfect,
God’s blessings must be there to bring success;
All things are wrought by not man’s intellect;
God’s help can make problems surely less.
You plan and toil to achieve many things;
But pray to God to bless your work, earthlings!
5-31-2000
poem by John Celes
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Objectified
All beautiful things meet their demise
Flowers in bloom surely will die
Frozen are the wings of the dead butterfly
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
Clouds of gray spoil the light of the skies
The ocean must fall in order to rise
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
I knew I was doomed when you first said, “Hi.”
Two ships in the night, we were bound to collide
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
Four months can pass in the blink of an eye
We lose ourselves without having to try
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
The simplest words become hard to define
You can’t see the truth when you cover your eyes
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
Your pay the price to take this ride
Slowly, you find that you’re living a lie
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
Pictures of us will fade over time
We become strangers in a world so wide
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
You’ll keep on searching for what you won’t find
You’ll lose your faith while I lose my mind
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
Sometimes your morals get left behind
It will be too late when you realize
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
poem by Vaida Marea
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Sonnet: Man Achieves Better With God’s Help
The road to fame is predestined by God;
God gives the freedom to make it or not;
Happy’s the man who with His help has trod;
By leaps and bounds, He changes his sad lot.
The man who thinks he can do things by Will,
Does get some success at the very start;
But soon, his mind and body grow so ill,
By himself, he cannot further his art.
The man of wisdom makes it to the last;
Maybe, by struggle but is blessed by God;
His sufferings are just a thing of past;
He is not proud and thanks the mighty Lord.
More things are wrought with God for help beside;
Things click better when in God you abide.
poem by John Celes
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On What Is Success So Few Do Agree
On what is success so few do agree
The successful one to you may not be so to me
No two see things exactly the same as some like to say
We all look at life in a different way
Some people are not very hard to impress
They associate money and material things with success
Such as the value of your house and the value of your car
They never see you for the person you are,
The company you work for and your take home pay
Many look at success in this sort of a way
To them compassion and kindness to little amount
Though these things should be taken into account
When talking of success though it seems to me
That most of us look at things quite differently.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Starting Over
OK, why don't you start again?
Just give it one more go!
What happened was beyond your ken,
Perhaps you'll never know!
But try to make it work out right!
And fix things if you can...
You'll suss it soon with some insight
And then fulfil your plan...
When things go bad, when things go wrong,
You've got to end the doubt!
Be resolute! Be firm! Be strong!
And sort the problem out!
Adapt, updat and pray like mad!
Then strive for all you're worth!
'Cos when it's done, you'll feel so glad
Your joy will fill the Earth!
poem by Denis Martindale
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On Perseverance For Success
Who says that things cannot be done?
Nothing’s impossible on earth;
Most things are possible under the sun;
But perseverance should be thine friend!
The one who gives up with ease is a fool!
The wise person labors with determination;
Yet, one must choose the things that one can do,
And go full steam ahead, till comes success.
Perseverance is the secret of success;
By continual toil, failures can be avoided;
Great things were done by burning mid-night’s oil!
“The toiler harvests best of fruits in life.”
poem by John Celes
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Vomit
at a certain point
what happens is that
i take too much of everything
so i may savor this art
of vomiting things
all things
without exception
love and hate and
indifference, things that i
embrace like i love all of them
and things that finally
bore the heart and spoil the soul
i give them all up
and wish to go back to the start
where i am full again
by being empty-handed.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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On Being Chosen To Be A Medical College Dean For Three Years Or More
It wasn’t my aim or ambition in life
To be a Dean of a Medical College
Nor did I ever try to work my way
Up the ladder of achievement planned
But...
Some things can happen in such strange ways
Some things don’t ever, although we want them to
Some things can’t, though we try our level-best
Some things won’t as God will never approve
But if...
Things happen in most unexpected ways
And it is something good to be proud of;
To take or not to, is the question moot
Yet, chances don’t knock at life’s door often!
So,
Why not give it a try, we sometimes feel
And grab the opportunity by heart
And put our soul in it and walk the road
Till realities strike a different chord
So much so that...
Disenchantment gains in-roads very soon
And spoils the fun and steals the thrill of life
And makes the clouds dark and fiery in sky
Bringing not just rain but a thunderstorm!
Yet...
There’s no turning back for now
There’s no leaving something half-done
There’s no accepting defeat, half-won
There’s just to dash ahead with job at hand,
Come what may...
poem by John Celes
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Great Expectations
(eric carmen)
Seems everyday
Im gettin harder pressed
To find a reason to shave
Watchin the hours
Just slippin away
No motivation to get out of bed
And carry on the charade
Caught in a dream thats goin astray
Oh, all those great expectations
Seems they never work out, never work out
The way that I plan
All those great expectations
Why they never work out, never work out
I cant understand
And just when I think
That things are goin right
I get a call from l.a.
Sorry to say were changin your song
I try to reason
But I cant get through
Theyre gonna do it their way
What can I say
Theyve never been wrong
Oh, all those great expectations
Seems they never work out, never work out
The way that I plan
All those great expectations
Why they never work out, never work out
I cant understand
Life is just a game of chance
I think somebody said so
Sometimes you get a hula hoop
Sometimes you get an edsel
Oh, all those great expectations
Seems they never work out, never work out
The way that I plan
All those great expectations
Why they never work out, never work out
I cant understand
song performed by by Eric Carmen
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Sonnet-On Spouse-hunting
To some, it seems-the most difficult job,
-getting a spouse of one's liking and taste;
Despite all care, many finally sob;
Rebuking themselves for their mighty haste.
Yet, some of the Happy-Go-Lucky type,
Just go about this with such undue easel
And things happen so grandly and with hype;
Their gambling pays money and gives mind's peace.
Yet, Marriage is a sacred thing in life.
God, let it not bring on some misery;
For there is hardly time to combat strife;
Let couples enjoy life and be merry.
God, give the partner right to every spouse,
And happy children to fill every house.
poem by John Celes
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My Mind's Got A Mind Of It's Own
My mind's got a mind of its own
It takes me out a walkin' when I'd rather stay at home
Takes me out to parties when I'd rather be alone
My mind's got a mind of its own
I've been doing things I thought I'd never do
I've been getting into trouble without ever meaning to
I'd as soon settle down but I'm right back up again
I feel just like a leaf out in the wind.
(chorus)
I seem to forget half the things I start
I try to build a house and then I tear the place apart
I freeze myself on fire and then I burn myself on ice
I can't count to one without thinking twice
(chorus)
I tell myself to do the things I should
And then I get to thinkin' that them things ain't any good.
I tell myself the truth but know I'm lying like a snake
You can't walk on water at the bottom of a lake.
song performed by by Phish
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Workout Plan
Some girls are all about
wishing things would've worked out
or wondering why
things didn't work out
don't work out
won't work out
or if only this
or that
then things would've worked out.
It's as if instead of working things out
and things working out
all they really wanted was a good workout
I guess just let them
work themselves out
cause I just want things to work out
if that's cool
poem by Brandon Adamson
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Sonnet: Be Content Man, Always!
Each day, I want to do so many things!
A fraction but I do, of what I’d thought;
Our time gets frittered, tackling strife life brings;
To be contented in our lives, we ought.
The many things we plan don’t turn out well;
Some things we never think of happen right;
Sometimes, our life’s a veritable hell;
Should we yet burn the oil of the mid-night?
Yet, this is how our life on earth goes on;
Just take the things as they come in your wake;
A garb of toil, patience and hope, we don,
And do our duty at least for God’s sake!
Nevertheless, be content Man, always;
Then pleasantly pass off our earthly days!
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: Take Things as God’s Will
Let things on earth in any way happen;
Perhaps, ’Tis best when they are God-destined;
Just take it with a heart and mind open;
The short-comings, ’tis better not to mind.
Just do you mite and wait for better days;
But always put your heart and soul in it;
Dame Luck may smile on you in many ways;
Cheer up and make yourself, otherwise fit!
Whatev’r befalls, just take it as God’s Will;
Work with conscience: expect no reward;
God will see that good things will happen still;
His ones beloved will get His ‘get well card.’
There is much hope when you do things God’s way;
Success and joy will smile on you some day!
6-16-2001
poem by John Celes
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Land Of Honey And Milk
Land of Milk & Honey.
The president has banned the verb “work, ” there are no job seekers
or unemployed people, but those who administrate the state are on
duty. Since all is mechanized, digitalized and robotozied there is little
need for citizens to do anything, but receive a monthly card to spend
on food, clothes and other things, and they will be well enumerated.
At last the masses have been set free from the toil of labour.
They can sleep as long as they want, walk in the park or pursue sport,
meet in the evening and read poetry, with the understanding “work”
is not mentioned, ‘cause the state know some poets are insubordinate
and will try to sneak in “work” by calling it something else. If the state
censor find out the writer will be banned from all public gatherings and
not being able to buy yogurt till he repents and writes nice things about
the beautiful colour of plastic flowers, made by a robot called Rose.
It has taken mankind thousands of years to reach this stage of maturity,
and they will look up to the clear blue sky and say: “Truly this is Utopia.”
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Splendid Treasure
Sometimes I think and try to find
What brings pleasure to my mind
And what is that feels so nice
And makes me to do it twice
And then I think the best thing
That can to all joy bring
Is to say nice words of cheer
To make someone feel he's cared
And another thing is to do
Nice and good things dear too
And make others happy 'n smile
And spread care's joy around miles
And these things are splendid treasure
That gives to all joy and pleasure
And that's why its good 'n nice
To do them without thinking twice.
Seema Chowdhury
poem by Seema Chowdhury
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A Great Start
vs.1 When there's a time in your life
And you just keep fallin' down.
Think about fixing things
And get up off the ground.
Try to fix the problems
But never get stuck in a knot.
'Cause bad things won't happen
If you give it all you've got.
(chorus)
Sometimes when things are goin' tough
And you think its bad enough
But then things get even worse
After every obstacle course
So you have to pick yourself up
And always trust your heart.
It'll be a great start.
vs.2 When something's goin' wrong
And you don't know what to do.
Find someone you know and see
If they can help you.
If you really need someone's help,
And you hate to admit it,
Don't you become someone
Who loses it.
(chorus)
vs.3 When you're really upset,
Don't think that it was you
Who caused all the mess,
Just figure out what to do.
If you have to talk to someone about what's goin' on,
Don't you hesitate to ask how they get along!
(chorus) x 2
Yeah, it'll be a great start!
poem by Rebecca Ryan
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Doing Nothing (Inspired by Poet Miller Williams)
We do things
to keep something from doing something
the milk from expiring
the scale from cracking
the skin from wrinkling
the breasts from pointing south
We do things to make things happen
To remember that first kiss
not to freeze before a charging zoo tiger
to hope the pepper spray will finally work
not to see our secrets & lies
to finally shout BINGO
not to suffer a stroke while shooting baskets
But today
I will punch the snooze alarm at least 5 times
I will loafe on blades of grass &
sketch a purple passion flower
Get dressed
Get blessed
Hide the key to success
poem by Bob Genevro
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Hope
Aim high and never give up;
Things may fall short at times;
If things don’t happen, ’tis OK;
At times, they get delayed.
Try hard as much as you can;
Some day, Luck will smile surely;
Life is full of ups and downs;
Be patient, come what may!
Failures shouldn’t upset your mind;
They must goad you to start again;
There’s nothing wrong in trying once more;
If ’tis your blunder, take the blame.
Attempt with fresh fervor again;
May be, you weren’t lucky today;
Who knows when things happen your way;
Await with patience, your D-Day!
All cannot become great stars o’er-night;
All aren’t geniuses at birth;
Achievements need right environs;
Don’t accept defeat meekly!
All buds may blossom on some dawn;
Some need not still on every lawn;
Hope is the basis of our life;
But work we must and always try!
poem by John Celes
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A whole new ball game.
The time had come for me to go and leave the world of work behind
I was not sure, did not know how I would occupy my mind
To fill the long hours of the day. I knew some things I’d like to try.
But work had left small time for play and now there s was no reason why.
My times my own an I am free to try my hand at something new
from pottery to poetry and that is what I mean to do.
It may seem strange but now I find there are too few hours in the day.
To do the things I have in mind. I look at life a different way.
Retirement wrought a change in me I do the thing I want to do
I have no one to please but me. Something you can look forward to.
When you too leave the world of work behind. You’ll be too busy to regret.
The years you spent as a wage slave you’ll be quite happy to forget.
19-Jul-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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