Rapid thoughts
Rapid thoughts come and go
and I don't even know
where they're from
or how they did come?
But I don't rack my brain anymore.
For they will come again.
And I will capture some of them
and hold on to them if I can.
Just like hailing a taxi cab
that goes right on by,
rapid thoughts are hard to catch
but sooner or later if you try
they'll stop.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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What I think we fear is rapid, pronounced, and uncontrollable changes to ourselves, and because of this we have a form of personality inertia - something that resists rapid change.
quote by Simon Travaglia
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Kiss Met Kismet - After Austin Dobson A Kiss and James Leigh Hunt Jenny Kissed Me
In seduction I lack
not one whit in the sack,
making pass I attack
Jenny's tongue tied and, thwack!
she kissed me right back
like that, without sorrow,
and a pat on the back
seemed to show on right track
was my rapid clic-clac.
Yet at dawn on the morrow
she hastened to pack
and the taxi fare borrow
though I'd thought myself crack
minglling tongue tastes, alack...
tingling young hastes allegro!
revised 11 March 2012 after Austin Dobson A Kiss and James Leigh Hunt Jenny Kissed Me for previous versions see below
In seduction I lack
not one whit in the sack,
in the ‘Ars' I've a knack
while admiring her rack
with my strong chimney stack.
That she kissed me right back
no remonstrance, no sorrow,
with a pat on the back,
neither heartbreak nor flack,
nor regret for some lack,
seemed to show on right track
was strategic attack -
as the French say ‘crack crack! '
But before dawn the morrow
she'd so rapidly pack -
what is white, what is black? -
and eclipsed herself solo
proving victory hollow
with a law-suit to follow.
3 August 1991 revised 12 October 2008 revised 25 January 2009
Kiss Met Kismet
In seduction I lack
not one whit in the sack,
she kissed me right back
like that, without sorrow,
and a pat on the back
seemed to show on right track
was my rapid attack.
Yet at dawn on the morrow
she hastened to pack
and the taxi fare borrow!
3 August 1991 revised 12 October 2008 for previous version see below
A Kiss - The Reply
I kissed Rose right back
like that, without sorrow,
and a pat on the back
showing on the right track
was my rapid attack
I received on the morrow: -
so why would she pack
and the taxi fare borrow?
(3 August 1991)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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The Ill Prepared Fisherman
Poets rarely capture stray thoughts
harvest eluding another mind taught.
Thoughts always fly fleeting past
without a pen to capture line cast.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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My Thoughts
Thought in the eyes,
The ears.
Thought in mind,
The brain,
Thought in heart,
The soul.
Great thought is great
when it becomes great deeds.
With my thoughts within
Building my world within
Learning with thought;
Is great learning wisdom.
Learning without thought,
Is opportunity lost.
Thought for others
Thought for God
Thought for good
Thought for God’s blessing
Thoughts teach me,
Thoughts educate me,
Thoughts clarify me,
Thoughts enlighten me.
Thoughts make me wise
Thoughts make me patience
Thoughts make me trust others
Thoughts make me clam.
Thoughts before act
Is smart and wise
Act before thoughts
Is stupid and foolish
That’s my thoughts
They make thinking clear
They make belief deepen
They make confidence high.
In thoughts, my world
In my world, make my thoughts.
In thoughts, my words
In my words, make my speech
It’s my thoughts count
Counting my thoughts
To endless counting thoughts
Thinking the thoughts endlessly
My thoughts and thoughts again.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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By My Self (super Xero-live)
What do I do to ignore them behind me?
Do i follow my instincts blindly?
do i hide my pride from these bad dreams
and give into sad thoughts that are maddening?
do i sit here and try to stand it?
do i try to catch them red-handed?
do i trust some and get fooled by phoniness?
or do i trust nobody and live in loneliness?
Cause i cant hold on when i'm stretched so thin
i make the right moves but i'm lost within
i put on my daily facade but then,
i just end up getting hurt again--
Chorus:
By myself (myself)
I ask why (but in my mind i find)
i cant rely on myself
I can't hold on
(to what i want when i'm stretched so thin)
its just too much to take in
i cant hold on
(to anything watching everything spin)
with thoughts of faliure sinking in
if i turn my back i'm defenseless
and to go blindly seems senseless
if i hide my pride and let it all go on (then they'll)
take from me till everything is gone
if i let them go i'll be outdone (but if i)
try to catch them i'll be outrun
if i'm killed by my questions like a cancer
then i'll be buried in the silence of the answer
(chorus)
how do you think
i've lost so much
im so afraid
and i'm out of touch
how do you expect
i will know what to do
when all i know
is what you tell me to
dont you (know)
i cant tell you how to make it (go)
no matter what it do, how hard i (try)
i acnt seem to convince myself (why)
im stuck on the outside
i cant hold on
(to what i want when i'm stretched so thin)
its all to much to take in
i cant hold on
(to anything watching everything spin)
with thoughts of failure sinking in
song performed by by Linkin Park
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Recent warming coincides with rapid growth of human-made greenhouse gases. The observed rapid warming gives urgency to discussions about how to slow greenhouse gas emissions.
quote by James Hansen
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Love Consuming
Thoughts of you consume me
Hold power over me every
Second of the day
I wonder at His glory that is
a woman and ask who is
She that walks so proudly?
Thoughts of you consume me
Hold power over me every
Dream I dream
You walk through me like
A chill on winters eve. I see
You but I am but a shade
Unto you
Thoughts of you consume me
Hold power over me every
Breathe I take
You are the forest to my trees
That hide me from your sight.
We dance the dance of the
Stars and thoughts of you
Consume me
Thoughts of you consume me
Hold power over me every
Death I die
Her being, her beauty burns
Through me. I died in her
Passing when she smiled unto
Me
Thoughts of you consume me
Hold power over me every
Kiss you kiss me...
poem by Leonid Gonzalez
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our Cycles Of Sleep!
**OUR CYCLES OF SLEEP!
The Neurologists often speak, of five different
stages of sleep!
Sleep generally commences in a light state, -
When the brain triggers high amplitude
‘theta waves’!
And after some five to ten minutes, rapid bursts
of ‘sleep spindles’ flow, -
Which lasts for some twenty minutes or so!
Next we float on to a transitional phase, -
When the brain triggers ‘delta waves’, -
And we float between a light and deep sleep
phase!
Soon we get submerged into ‘delta sleep’, -
With Non-Rapid Eye Movements, - going
into deep sleep!
And with some people it has been seen, bed-
wetting, or sleepwalking, -
Often occurs during the end of this phase!
Finally comes the REM* stage when we dream, -
When increased respiration and brain activities
are seen!
But despite our active mind, our voluntary
muscles remain paralyzed!
This REM stage is said to increase, with the
progress of our night’s sleep!
And when the night grows dark and deep, -
These stages of our cycles of sleep, -
Breaks away from these sequential stages !
When after the fourth stage, comes the third
and second phases, -
Repeating themselves till the day breaks!
When finally after our REM dreaming state, -
We once more begin to gradually awake!
-Raj Nandy
10 Apr 09
(*REM= Rapid Eye Movement: dreaming phase!
Based on various articles.Prelude to my next
poem about sleepwalking!)
Sad thoughts
sad thoughts
occupies my mind
filled with emptiness
loneliness
and self doubt
when will it stop?
will it ever end?
sad thoughts
kept tearing me inside
im now broken into pieces
with these visions in my mind
when will it stop?
will it ever end?
sad thoughts
stop hurting me now
its your memory
that haunts me every night
when will it stop?
will it ever end?
poem by broken soul.. No more
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It is commonly observed that a sudden wealth, like a prize drawn in a lottery or a large bequest to a poor family, does not permanently enrich. They have served no apprenticeship to wealth, and with the rapid wealth come rapid claims which they do not know how to deny, and the treasure is quickly dissipated.
quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Do You Have Any Thoughts About Me?
Do you have any thoughts about me?
And I want to know if the thoughts that you have about me
Are any good?
Do you mind sharing the thoughts about me?
What are the thoughts about me like?
Are the thoughts about me semtimental?
Are the thoughts about me very romantic?
Are the thoughts about me full of love?
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Mystic Rythms
So many things I think about
When I look far away
Things I know, Things I wonder
Thins I'd like to say.
The more we think we know about
The greater the unknown
We suspend our disbelief
And we are not alone.
Mystic rhythms, capture my thoughts
And carry them away
Mysteries of night
Escape the light of day
Mystic rhythms, under northern lights
Or the African sun
Primitive things stir the hearts of everyone.
We sometimes catch a window
A glimpse of what's beyond
Was it just imagination
Stringing us along?
More things than are dreamed about
Unseen and unexplained
We suspend our disbelief
And we are entertained.
Mystic rhythms, capture my thoughts
And carry them away
Nature seems to spin
A supernatural way.
Mystic rhythms, under city lights
Or a canopy of stars.
We feel the powers and we wonder what they are.
Mystic rhythms, capture my thoughts
And carry them away
Mysteries of night
Escape the light of day
Mystic rhythms, under northern lights
Or a canopy of start
We feel the push and pull of restless rhythms from afar.
song performed by by Rush
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Myriad Thoughts
I sit here in myriad thoughts
dancing around my head
too fed up to put them to bed.
Thoughts of the past,
thoughts of the future too,
thoughts of things this and that
and thoughts of what to do.
Memories invade at times
of pastures long gone by
as the myriad thoughts
fill my mind with anger and with love
and times; I wish I could have lingered with
when my years were young.
Things pass in phases,
hearts entwine then fall apart,
seasons readily appear,
stay awhile and then depart.
Here I sit in a lonely waste
thinking thoughts of what might have been
if the crystal ball I look into had only seen.
Now the myriad thoughts appear
to haunt me in quiet times
and carry me to distant places
the world has left behind.
Those little specks of moments
that still linger from the past
that lay waiting to capture me
before the quiet time has passed.
28 November 2009
poem by David Harris
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In Essence
Rapid essence is secret weapon for the rich and famous,
Yet their doing is definite in the eyes of most,
In the rising of guilt and gunnery.
For when bullets are fired in one rapid answer
To the fallen man who resents the very essence,
Then the falling is reason for discontent.
I said the seeing is again done with the futilty,
And the man or woman shall evade all utility,
Will they not destroy their benefits, in essence?
poem by Naveed Akram
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Rapid City, South Dakota
(kinky friedman)
Just a ragged kid in overalls, he thumbed a ride one day
He told me, anywhere youre goings on my way.
But as we passed by big als drive-in his eyes began to flash
He was leavin rapid city mighty fast.
He said, i hope to God she finds the good-bye letter that I wrote her
But the mail dont move so fast in rapid city, south dakota.
Well, he left her just a blanket of snow upon the farm
And that dont keep your conscience very warm.
He said his friends were too durn country and his pa was too damn mean
And there werent no money pumpin gasoline.
And her gentle eyes, the merchandise of dreams the peddler sold her
Who left her there alone in rapid city, south dakota.
Now the reason he was goin, I aint sure I could say,
Mightve been the rodeo in santa f.
theres a doctor in chicago, I know shell be all right
He told himself as he stared into the night.
And he said, i hope to God she finds the good-bye letter that I wrote her
But the mail dont move so fast in rapid city, south dakota.
And all her people treatin her just like they never knowed her
Lord, the winters passin slow in rapid city, south dakota.
song performed by by Kinky Friedman
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Fear of my thoughts
You make me fear the thoughts in my brain
For the things I think
Of you
Thoughts which are't to be thought
Things which will never occur
I fear the thoughts in my mind
For they are things I long for
Things I know will never happen
Becasue you and I can't happen
I fear the thoughts inmy mind
because you are there every time
I can't visit my own mind
My own thoughts sadden me and enrich me with anger
Am angry atmelf
I fear my own thoughts
Just because it has what I want
Because I'm green with envy at it
Because you're there and not out here
I fear my own thoughts...
poem by Cannita Melius
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Rapid Is The Information
Rapid is the information.
Too much perhaps,
But the facts are clear...
It is here.
Blurring the minds and fixed visions,
With such speed and precision.
And fearing are those who can not keep up.
With down on their luck blues to sing.
And nerves quickly plucked,
By their own closed and shut inhabitions!
Listening to tired conversations,
Wishing to manifest a redigesting...
Of yesterdays gone,
Is sad to witness and observe...
Such listlessness gone undisturbed,
By a jolt of motivation.
Or something that provokes slow pokes,
To ignite with urgency.
Was that served and deserved?
With an intent to have many feed their gut,
With gluttony.
And not their minds to fine tune,
With the times?
Rapid is the information.
Too much perhaps,
But the facts are clear...
It is here.
Leaving that and those 'tomorrows',
Far behind!
Faster than the batting of an eyelash!
And...
With the thoughts of them,
Easier to put off...'then'!
With the best of procrastination skills,
Many have adopted as professions.
But the facts are clear...
Whatever is here and experienced right now,
Is on the move.
It has 'already' gone!
And anyone desiring to torment themselves,
Because of it...
Will find they are not alone!
Others also made decisions to deny their dreams!
With hopes that tomorrow would do for them,
What today did not...
Do for them!
And just like all of those yesterdays they 'lived'...
Moaning and groaning,
To find excuses not to do it!
And to find that just as rewarding,
As the discovery of fresh complaints...
Is a waste of time to address.
These folks...
Are not the 'Oh! -I've-got-it-now' kind.
Rapid is the information.
Too much perhaps,
But the facts are clear...
It is here.
To distribute to those who receive it.
And not here to give attention,
To those who don't!
And THAT is 'thee' reality!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Wanna Hold You Tonight
Graham Russell/Donald Cromwell/Ken Rarick)
Hard as a diamond's eye
Soft as a last goodbye
These are the things we learn to be
Calm as a distant light
That shines on an island night
These are the thoughts that say
It's not too late to tell you
I know I wanna tell you
CHORUS #1
I wanna hold you tonight
I wanna hold you tonight
I wanna hold you tonight
I wanna be there to catch you from falling
Cold as the Arctic ice
Hot as a passion's rise
These are the days I spend alone
Pure as an infant's heart
That beats through the light and dark
These are the pictures of you
Always getting closer
I wanna hold you closer
CHORUS #2
I wanna hold you tonight
I wanna hold you tonight
I wanna hold you tonight
I wanna be there when love starts calling
CHORUS #1
I only wish my heart
Could fly like it does
When I sit and dream
I'll never wake alone again
As I hold you tenderly
My thoughts were real
And being with you now is the only thought that's strong
It's a lonely night, and I'm trying to hold on
CHORUS #2
CHORUS #1
CHORUS #2
song performed by by Air Supply
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Happy Thoughts, Happy Thoughts, Think Happy Thoughts
I have to keep reminding myself to forget you.
Forget you and me.
(Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, think happy thoughts.)
You wanted me to promise to never say it again
Those three words
(Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, think happy thoughts)
Which is laughably easy to do right now because
We are so far out of touch I couldn’t reach you if I tried
(Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, think happy thoughts)
So I plod through grey days and inky dark nights
Heavy laden with regret
(Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, think happy thoughts)
Tomorrow I will remind myself to forget you.
Forget you and me.
12-25-07
djlw
poem by Shannon Wright
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Air Pollution Is Negative Thoughts
What surrounds this Earth plane
is air pollution from our negative thoughts
from our ego playing mind games.
Thoughts based from fear and
thoughts of dispair fill the air.
Stop, stop any negative thoughts by being still-
everyone meditate on love for we are ill.
Jesus took on the human form-
he taught teachings above the norm.
Focus on heaven where we are from-
have light come down to the Earth's ground.
All is Life is affected I kid you not-
AIR pollution is from our negative thoughts.
Written by Christina Sunrise on July 12,2012
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