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Broome

The love,
The desire,
The attention;
And to ve in unity with you oh my sweet Broome!

Peal, leap;
Meat, team;
Now, won;
Dam, mad;
Pale, peal;
Raw, war! !
But, my joy to Broome is like the new moon.

This love,
This muse,
This attention!
And to Broome my lover.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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What loss feels he that wots not what he loses?

quote by William Broome
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Sonnet XXVI

SWeet is the Rose, but growes vpon a brere;
Sweet is the Iunipere, but sharpe his bough;
sweet is the Eglantine, but pricketh nere;
sweet is the firbloome, but his braunches rough.
Sweet is the Cypresse, but his rynd is tough,
sweet is the nut, but bitter is his pill;
sweet is the broome-flowre, but yet sowre enough;
and sweet is Moly, but his root is ill.
So euery sweet with soure is tempred still,
that maketh it be coueted the more:
for easie things that may be got at will,
most sorts of men doe set but little store.
Why then should I accoumpt of little paine,
that endlesse pleasure shall vnto me gaine.

poem by Edmund Spenser
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Under The Dark and Piny Steep

Under the dark and piny steep
We watched the storm crash by:
We saw the bright brand leap and leap
Out of the shattered sky.

The elements were minist'ring
To make one mortal blest;
For, peal by peal, you did but cling
The closer to his breast.

poem by William Watson
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A Sweet Peal

Her beauty and her love lay on the bed,
Of her sweet peal of the glowing lovely breasts;
The kisses of this night will always be remembered.
She is delicate, soft and intense;
Mixed with fresh odour from her muse,
And like the sweet peal anew on a hot summer night.
The sprout of love in her room and,
In her garden of love i do sleep all night;
And of her joy in the light of the gentle sun,
But the sensitive plant in her garden of love matters to me.
Of the power of love in this sweet place,
And of her sweet peal of the glowing lovely breasts;
But like young lovers filled with the mutual atmosphere.
Alone in this sweet glory land,
And of her love like a sea-flower unfold;
But naked and bare from the frozen air,
And so pleasant to a taste if one considers it.
The lady's gentle mind,
And of where nothing is but all seems to be well;
Cold and foul and deep and low!
Lonely as a deep sleep on the blue surface of love;
And woken with the summer dreams of love,
Oh my sweet wide west-wind!
Come closer to us to take us afar.
The blue Mediterranean where she lay is the love of hope,
And of the horizon of her love to the zenith's height!
And like the locks of the approaching storm to meet at last.
For her love is in the beauty of her delight,
Heavy and very slow to the muse that muses;
But her beauty and her love lay bare on the bed,
And like black rains and white rains!
But i will kiss her until she's worn out like the spirits of the night.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The 7th Edition Of My Love

This poem is about the muse of your love,
But many will still wonder why?
Because i was in the bush last night and i saw your tears.

The dog became a god and the rat became a tar!
But war was very raw on your side;
And to leap for joy was like the peal of your muse.

I saw you tears yesterday,
But you can't repel the leper and come to me;
For the heavens know who i am,
But this poem will say it all.

This poem is about the muse of your love,
But what have they done to you my love? !
For i have seen the tears in your eyes.

I have now won the race and,
I will come and save you from this cold;
So put your clothes on without any clues on my muse,
For this era of your love is like the net over ten houses!
But i need a nap for you to use the pan on my stove.

The gel is now on your left leg,
And the dam is now visited by a mad man;
But a man at war is like the sorrows of your muse.

This is the 7th Edition of my love,
But i will come and save you from the heat!
And like shiny leaves with sharp points,
But try to abide in me and live with me in my abode.

Abreast yourself to the matters of love,
And leave your door ajar and let me meet Raja my friend;
For the anagram of my life is all about you,
Because Elvis lives in the land of your muse!

Append to my works to enhance your love,
But things around you are like the era of war!
So live up to the expectations of this poem,
And i will be there to save you with my sweet love.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Code 404

Code 404,
And of the dead like sad notes of your muse!
But the wild waves came over Fukushima.

Features,
Pictures,
Thick darkness and swadding band!
And like the wilderness unihabited.

Maple, ample, map, male, pale, meal, peal, leap, pea, am palm!
Do not desire the night for it is full of troubles;
And many of the dead are still unaccounted for in Fukushima.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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So Many Stars

Maybe I didn't love you
As I turn onto Union Square
Maybe I didn't love you
As I slip my token into the turnstile
Maybe I only need to think about the past
You can understand
As I wedge myself between two boom-box boys
On the A train
Maybe I don't love you now
As I check out a brand new stove
Walking by a kitchen-wares store on Lex
Maybe I just needed to love
Anyone at all
Maybe I won't ever love you again
As I walk into Manny's for some strings
Maybe we won't ever be friends
Could I have needed to love the dark
As I try to avoid a jakey on Broome
Could I have conjured you
On imaginary avenues
Well maybe I need to merge with the all
As I stare at the sunset over the Hudson
And there you'd become one of
So many stars
What if I couldn't tell you apart
What if I couldn't pick out your face
What if I didn't love you
Didn't love you
There are so many stars
What if I couldn't pick out your face
Or find your hands
There are so many stars
What if I didn't love you
But what if I do
How will I know
What will you do
When I find you
There are so many stars
What if you're out there
And I just didn't see you
I could lose you just like that
Maybe forever
There are so many stars
So many stars
There are so many stars
There are so many stars

song performed by by Carly Simon
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Far Away

Sweeten your banks and come to me,
Over the fair times of love to share with you;
To nature and to me so dear i do pray,
Many works of love will meet our eyes one day.
In your laps with joy and peace,
Of old and young hearts in love;
Like an impetuous speed with its voluptuous smell.
Of mutual eyes so sweet,
Peal on peal like the loveliness of a muse;
That was far away like a dying gladiator.

He heard it but he heeded not,
She heard it but she heeded not,
That was far away like a dying gladiator.
In your laps with joy and peace,
Over the fair times of love to share with you;
Beauty is still here,
Love is still here,
Peace is still here,
In hot haste to satisfy you like the sea-wolf;
But life is like a warrior taking his rest.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Pauletto

The wolf girl,
The wolf boy;
Like a secret with a face.
To be normal,
To act normal,
Pauletto, Paul, let, to pale, peal, ate;
But, you were the first lover in my life.
Muse,
Memorable!
Be right and do it right;
The, there!
Pauletto, pole, out, put, top, late, pot;
Ear, dear!
What you don't know is what will kill you;
But, it is a long story.
Pauletto, pate, Pat, at, pet, tea, ale, eat;
Stories!
Red wine;
But, you only live once.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Best Love Yet To Get

There is one disadvantage,
In being a part of a large family.
Or inter-related like many who confess it.
There will be more than a few believing,
They are deserving of getting attention.
With a love to them individually expressed.

And those who have accepted life as it is...
Have learned to give love without attention given,
Because with them it is love they feel.
And this is what they give to others regardless.
Since God has already give them all the attention,
And this love once known is the best love yet to get.

Although some with insecurities will feel a need,
To call attention upon themselves.
For whatever those reasons...
To appease and satisfy their mental weaknesses.
Thank God the trees aren't jealous of their branches.
Or the leaves sprouting from them which are nourished.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bloop

I'm walking down the hallway,
of MY school,
and everyone knows my name,
it's like they know a person,
who said hi to me once,
because they did my homework for me,
and all of a suden were friends...
were not,
why does every one have to know my name,
i mean why cant..four people know my name,
that's only four hello's in the morning,
and four goodbyes at night,
but no,
of course not,
i must know everyone and have some intimate bond with them because they desire attetnion,
I do not want attention,
i do not desire attention, and i do not need attention,
why does everyone give me so much...
it's like the people are sucking the life out of me,
they all know my first,
and last name,
HOW do they know that,
sometimes i even forget thet..
well not really,
but I don't know anyone's name

poem by Sandra jacks
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My Lover's Nakedness

The sweet of my lover's nakedness!
And like the muse of my mind with the joy of peace;
But, with the gladness of the heart in unity as one.

Riddlde it out and learn from my muse,
Puzzle it out and give me ear when i do speak;
And like the sweet of my lover's nakedness,
For, this parable is like a joyous land.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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My Lover Last Night

Attention and admiration,
With man-made laws and man-made alters;
But i can see the antural pile of rock in my view,
For you became my lover last night.

Set up the symbols and let me set you free,
For my love is what you need to move on;
But the brazen serpent stand next to you!

It is like a reminder and,
It is like the muse of love for the first time;
But with an abomination from the means of deception!

With glory and honour i will respect your muse,
But listen to me when i do speak;
Because rebellion is no answer to this love around you!

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Sweet, Sweet Baby

(a. bell / v. clarke)
Attention!
Set your atom transmittor at 0-3-5.
You are my sweet, sweet baby.
You are my sweet, sweet baby.
You are my sweet, sweet baby.
You are my...aou!
Aou!
Attention! ships computer to bridge.
You are my sweet machine.
You are my sweet machine.
You are my sweet machine.
Baby, you are my love!
Aou!
Aou!
Did you know that I really liked this?
I must disengage your recreational music.
You are my sweet, sweet baby.
You are my sweet machine.
You are my sweet machine.
Baby, you are my love!
How did you know that I really liked this?
Attention! ships computer to bridge.
Attention! ships computer to bridge.

song performed by by Erasure
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Pay Attention

Rest assured me from the kiss of your lips and,
Pay attention to the muse that grows with love around you;
And like the art and the act of a dance to the rhythms of your sweet love.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Attention

(olivia newton-john /annie roboff /steve seskin)
Here in my heart, theres the truth
But no one could love me like you
But lately you seem so far away
Pretending that you hear what I say
Its all I can do to get some attention from you
Sometimes you look so unsure
Has time left you longing for more?
Wishing you would let me back in
I just wanna be home again
Its all I can do to get some attention from you
You mean too much to me to give up without a fight
Lord knows we cant survive one more silent night
Id like to think theres a chance
Some way to save our romance
But if I have to do it alone
Id be better off on my own
Its all I can do to get some attention from you
Oh,what can I do to get some attention from you

song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Quaternion

Fix belt tip under books on table top
While holding buckle level, step away
Rotate the buckle once; two pi nonstop
A twist results which looping won't unplay.
Restart and rotate buckle four times pi
And now by looping belt round buckle end
The twists are cleared, exhibiting to eye
Zen essence of rotation; comprehend?
Never mind.

October sixteenth, eighteen forty-three,
beside the Royal Canal of Dublin town,
Will Hamilton glimpsed spatial clarity,
as view from fourth dimension looking down.
For multiplying triples, fly one higher,
by summing in a more capacious zone,
‘A circuit closed and spark flashed' to inspire
famed maths graffiti carved in Broome Bridge stone.
i^=j^=k^= ijk = -1

poem by Diane Hine
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Not A Supermarket

Religious belief is not a supermarket,
But i am in love with your muse like Nat king Cole!
So be the first to paddle and the first to formulate,
For your love is very dear to my heart.

To be straight is better than visiting the graves early,
And with nimble hopes to shine during the day;
But who mooted this idea of your love to me?

The meat of the lion,
the meat of the ostrich,
The meat of the crocodile,
The meat of the snake,
With a visa acquired in the Land of Religion!
But the synthesis of my love to you is like,
The eschatological synthesis of your muse so calm at times!

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Personal Attention

Personal attention
a gifted child leads
Personal attention
an average child needs

Personal attention
at risk child pleads
Personal attention
an autistic child deeds

Personal attention
a parent plants the seeds
Personal attention
is what every child needs

Thus..Personal attention
is what every teacher heeds

poem by Robert John Meehan
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Sweet Love

My dream lover where are you?
Come into my world so sweet;
Where, true love is sweeter than honey.
The aroma of my love drips like pure gold,
My dream lover where are you?
Your precious breasts will be taken care of,
All i want is to share with you is love;
Where our nakedness will be mused together.
Oh my dream lover,
Enter into my world so sweet;
With the sweet taste of the aroma of love.
I am for you and, you are mine;
To where the Roses do sing our names.
Naked to the muse of love so sweet,
In the garden of love with lovers;
My only one, come to me.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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