Edward Lear

There was an Old Man of the Nile,
Who sharpened his nails with a file,
Till he cut out his thumbs,
And said calmly, 'This comes
Of sharpening one's nails with a file!'

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Three Lowly Nails

Three lowly nails,
Changed the world for you and me
Three lowly nails,
Were used to attach Jesus to a tree
Three lowly nails,
In each hand and through His feet
Three lowly nails,
Set His people free
Three lowly nails,
Gave us a King for eternity

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Opening Up To You

Opening up to you,
The night before,
red finger nails!
Dark finger nails!
White finger nails!
Blue finger nails!
To utter it out;
The thoughts of man,
The thoughts of woman,
The thoughts of a child! !
But, holding the torch and to touch you.

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The file is a gzipped tar file. Your browser is playing tricks with you and trying to be smart.

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Red Ambulance

so that ambulance just went by
and if you were high
the flashing lights would be a show
red as the blood she spilled
red enough to let her go
she filled in the outlines with her nails
just as red as she
then there was a red circus, for sale
as she red as she would be
and the fire was just so
that the red blazes burned her eyes
i think it was the red that let her go
like the red from her eyes after a person cries
so red, so real, from wrist to lights
so red, everytime, even in the night
shes like the savior
or the sacrafice
her nails, or the nails of the cross?
was it it the cross on the red ambulance
with the red lights?
or was it the cross of the savior, the sacrifice
was it all red every night?
is this a remake or the living
from the wrists
on the nails
where the lights
on the ambulance
with the cross
of the savior
with the nails
on the wrists
in the ambulance
with the cross
of the savior
red from the nails
on the wrists
that lay in the ambulance
the flashing red lights
near the cross
of the savior?
the sacrifice?
in the wrists
red with nails
on the cross
of savior or the saved?
ambulance
or cross
the wrists
the nails
the lights
the ambulance
the cross
the savior
with all the red

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Grumpy Grandpa

Grand-daughter of the Painted Nails,
As if they had been dipped in gore,
I'd like to set you lugging pails
And make you scrub the kitchen floor.
I'm old and crotchety of course,
And on this point my patience fails;
I'd sue my old girl for divorce
If she showed up with painted nails.

Grand-daughter of the Painted Nails,
Like to a Jezebel are you;
Do you expect to snare the males
With talons of such bloody hue?
I could forgive your smudging lips,
Your scarlet cheek that powder veils,
But not your sanguine finger-tips . . .
Don't paw me with your painted nails.

Grand-daughter of the Painted Nails,
Were I the sire of maidens ten,
I'd curse them over hills and dales,
And hold them to the scorn of men
If they had claws of crimson dye;
Aye, though they sang like nightingales,
Unto the welkin I would cry:
"Avaunt, ye hags with Painted Nails!"

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Freudian Snippet

as i enter
the lady

psychiatrist

propped up
behind

power desk
is scratching

secret messages
with file pen.

when i exit

my file
is still

open

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TCP works very hard to get the data delivered in order without errors and does retransmissions and recoveries and all that kind of stuff which is exactly what you want in a file transfer because so you don't want any errors in your file.

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The Pawn moves only one square at a time, and that straight forward, except in the act of capturing, when it takes one step diagonally to the right or left file on to the square occupied by the man taken, and continues on that file until it captures another man.

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Let Me Open Up Our Love File (I Felt Magic In The Air)

(let me open up our love file
cherish along with me and just smile)

for only the second time together
enjoying and being lost in rainy romantic weather
you stared here and there
while walking to metro station
but i looked at you as my final destination

(let me open up our love file
cherish along with me and just smile)

all of sudden, you pointed something
quickly, for you,
i was ready to do anything
you asked for ice-cream
there I was living up my dream

(let me open up our love file
cherish along with me and just smile)

dear, i can remember
your beautiful face expression
indirectly you said we look good in pair
and, i felt magic in the air
yeah...i felt magic in the air
yeah, yeah...yeah
i can remember
your beautiful face expression
indirectly you said we look good in pair
and, i felt magic in the air

(let me open up our love file
cherish along with me and just smile)

(let me open up our love file
cherish along with me and just smile)

your arrival caused a great excitement
in midway of tough chemistry assignment
i couldn't help my fluttering eyes
looking at you n your glittering red band
stepping ahead if an angel on my heart's land

(let me open up our love file
cherish along with me and just smile)

all of sudden, you pointed something
quickly, for you,
i was ready to do anything
you asked why H2SO4 and NaOH reaction were a complete miss,
for help you came as closer, we had nearly a kiss

(let me open up our love file
cherish along with me and just smile)

dear, i can remember
your beautiful face expression
indirectly you said we look good in pair
and, i felt magic in the air
yeah...i felt magic in the air
yeah, yeah...yeah
i can remember
your beautiful face expression
indirectly you said we look good in pair
and, i felt magic in the air

(let me open up our love file
cherish along with me and just smile)

(let me open up our love file
cherish along with me and just smile)

oh, oh.oh
yeah, yeah, oh yeah
i felt magic in the air,
magic in the air,
i felt magic in the air.

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Not To Be Published

With every artist, singer and writer
there are certain things they do
they never wish to see released
at least in their lifetime.
I have to admit I have a file
that reads not to be published
of things I have written.
I feel they are not appropriate,
not that I am ashamed of them.
It is just that
they may be - misunderstood.
No doubt as years go by,
I will probably add more
to that file of things
not to be published.

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My Nails Match My Heart

my nails match my heart
'Lost Love' that's what its called
as pal as my nails my heart is
if only i could paint my heart
as easily as i paint my nails
red would be a nice color for the heart
does red match with how it feel
No! 'Lost Love' does
have i ever found love that paints my heart red
will i ever find that love that will slowly paint it
with tender strokes
so perfectly that nothing will ever ruin it
for now 'Lost Love' is the color it will stay
and tomorrow will hopefully be a new day
my nails match my heart

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Scherzo

When, as a boy, I went
To study in the Muses' school,
One of them came to me, and took
Me by the hand, and all that day,
She through the work-shop led me graciously,
The mysteries of the craft to see.
She guided me
Through every part,
And showed me all
The instruments of art,
And did their uses all rehearse,
In works alike of prose and verse.
I looked, and paused awhile,
Then asked: 'O Muse, where is the file?'
'The file is out of order, friend, and we
Now do without it,' answered she.
'But, to repair it, then, have you no care?'
'We _should_, indeed, but have no time to spare.'

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About Her (Villanelle)

She having filthy finger nails like that of a workingman
She being found down by the shore, of Ice Lake
She being the frozen nude woman

She being the apparent victim of a madman
She being pretty like a one of a kind snowflake
She having filthy finger nails like that of a workingman

She, being frozen solid! Said the newsman
She being, negative 33 degrees below zero for God’s sake!
She being the frozen nude woman

She, must be vindicated by the hangman
She must be accounted for, never to forsake
She having filthy finger nails like that of a workingman

She must have a name? Asked the police man
She must have had some identification for heaven’s sake
She being the frozen nude woman

She was a beautiful woman
She is now but a-heartache
She having filthy finger nails like that of a workingman
She being the frozen nude woman

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Everything

I dont want to like you, but I love your thoughts
I dont want to miss you, but I do anyway
I dont want to harm you
I dont want to alarm you
I am the iron fist in a velvet glove
Chorus:
Its everything
You say love is a bed of nails
Its everything
Cadillacs and fairy tales
Its everything to me
I dont want to want you, but Im gonna try
I dont want to shake you, but I think I could anyway
I dont want to hide you
I dont want to bribe you
This life is lonly like an ider down
(chorus)
Down in the alley
Im in a haven
A rainbow in a jar
Im sleeping in my car
Everything
Its everything it would be, could be
Its a fairy tale and a bed of nails
Its everything
Satellites and starry nights
Its everything, everything to me
Its everything
You say love is a bed of nails
Its everything
And Im strange, but Im free...
I dont want to love you, but I guess I will...

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Searing Heat

An ascetic dies in a shoe
spilling blood.
A surreal moon
wants to investigate –

a sectarian divide of
fraudulent sky.
And you want to be buried
under rose petals –

courting controversies
to clean the polluted river.
A lifeboat was needed
to take you for a quiz –

singing national anthem.
Emblematic,
You were sharpening
your nails.

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D11

by the way,
there is a difference between biting nails
and cutting them...

it is not the ball game that you see
when you bite your nails
it is the little child in you at that moment
when mama scolded you because you did not
following her instructions
to take the bath beside the well
at 4 o'clock in the morning
when you climb the balimbing tree instead
to pick some fruits
and you fell down
and injured your knee &
wounded the left side of your thigh
and you in fact
lost consciousness
and regained it only
in the hospital of that
little town
where your Papa was born

cutting the nails is another

it is not the hygiene that you have in your mind
it was what you did
that Monday night when you were so angry
at yourself
and on that Tuesday morning
while you were having
breakfast alone in your
condominium
you received the news
from the province that your
Mama passed away.

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Romance Point [5]

ROMANCE POINT [5]
esspeecee …11.06.09.


Why browse
Thro’ eyes
Why not open file?
And save as
‘Save as…’

Cut and paste
You can do
But it’s not
Aye: To love.

Copy and paste
Still not
Aye: To love.

Open the file
Fiddle and fondle me
I can’t be hidden file
If saved as
‘Save as…’

Browsing thro’ heart,
Bring me near
To your
Tremulous heart
I’ll be with you too in
Choreographic synchrony.
.

Make a virus check
To prevent goofing
Love is:
Dewy drops of rapture
Get coalesced effortlessly.

When saved
Send the love
To me by
E-mail with correct ID.

I’ll save
It, as save as…

No, save into
My breast silhouette
Where plays cosmetic
Red, blue, green &c
A designer
Canopy of
My Romance Point.

Copyright reserved by the Author

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Filed Away (Stream IX)

Finished filing
They file out.
File down the street,
Out of the offices.
Finished the offices of the day.
The light of day fades
Like their lives,
Pale imitations
Imitating a life fulfilled.
Filled up
With empty promises,
Not fulfilling their promise.
Each day they become thinner,
More transparent.
It's apparent.
Until one day,
They fade,
Fade away,
Disappear,
Are tidily filed away.

P H Brookes Copyright 2012

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Symbols

’Tis said that the Passion Flower,
With its figures of spear and sword
And hammer and nails, is a symbol
Of the Woe of our Blessed Lord.
So still in the Heart of Beauty
Has been hidden, since Life drew breath,
The sword and the spear of Anguish,
And the hammer and nails of Death.

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Red Nails

She paints her nails red
slowly, methodically, with purpose.
I pretend to read my newspaper
watching her closely over the top of the pages.
Her features are refined;
no lines and big azure blue eyes.
Traffic rolls by outside and children play
relishing the sun in the middle of the day.
I pretend today is just an ordinary day
but in an hour or two I'll be on my way
and she, with painted nails
will walk the streets from whence she came.

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