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I live with Him—I see His face

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I live with Him—I see His face—
I go no more away
For Visitor—or Sundown—
Death's single privacy

The Only One—forestalling Mine—
And that—by Right that He
Presents a Claim invisible—
No wedlock—granted Me—

I live with Him—I hear His Voice—
I stand alive—Today—
To witness to the Certainty
Of Immortality—

Taught Me—by Time—the lower Way—
Conviction—Every day—
That Life like This—is stopless—
Be Judgment—what it may—

poem by Emily Dickinson
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The 'Good' Life

Wake up in the morning to screaming,
Reporters getting into your personal life,
No privacy,
As you walk down the street,
You are followed constantly by people you do not know
No privacy
You break up with your girlfriend, for the fifth time
It’s on the cover of a magazine
No privacy
Every fucking shit we take,
It’s recorded somewhere
No privacy
You die a tragic death at a young age,
People who you have never met attend your funeral
No privacy
This is what we call the “good” life…

poem by Wandering Scarlet
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The Future—never spoke

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The Future—never spoke—
Nor will He—like the Dumb—
Reveal by sign—a syllable
Of His Profound To Come—

But when the News be ripe—
Presents it—in the Act—
Forestalling Preparation—
Escape—or Substitute—

Indifference to Him—
The Dower—as the Doom—
His Office—but to execute
Fate's—Telegram—to Him—

poem by Emily Dickinson
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Sundown (out-take)

I'll see you at sundown
You can't back out now
The news is all over town
I'll see you at sundown
And they can put one of us
In a hole in the ground
Now it's three in the afternoon
And I'm frightened to death
When you're in the saloon
I wonder if he feels the same
For whoever wins there's still
The cowboy to blame
Sundown, give me some strength
I know I can't go it alone
Sundown, give me your strength
Give me a chance to go home
To go home
Three in the afternoon
And I'm frightened to death
When you're in the saloon
I hear the reverend feels the sin
For whoever wins there's still
The cowboy to blame

song performed by by Uriah Heep
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A Single Candle/Death Herself

A single flame lights her face
The face of death
A single candle holds her fears
The fears of death

Her hands clasped anrond their souls
The souls of the dead
She feeds of their screams
The screams of the dead

Her legs lay bellow her
Bellow death
Her black gown over her body
The body of death

Her chest rises and falls with her breath
The breath of death
Her cloak drawn over her long flowing jet hair
The face of death

Her eyes unmoved unfeeling
Do you see it?
Do you see the soul of death?
Do you feel it?

Her skin as white as snow as it fades into darkness
The snow of tears
Her cloths as dark as night that swallows the light
The dark we all shall see

Her eyes close as she feels their souls flow
Flow from the dead
She leaves them there to lay in darkness
She steals from the dead

A single candle lights their faces filled with her
Filled with death
They fall into the darkness of her eyes, of her heart
The darkness of death

A single candle shall stay to light their way
Their way through the dark
A single candle holds their past
The pain and trials

A single candle lights her face
The face of death
A single candle holds her fears
The fears of death herself

A single candle

poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Sundown

Ill see you at sundown
You cant back out now
The news is all over town
Ill see you at sundown
And they can put one of us
In a hole in the ground
Now its three in the afternoon
And Im frightened to death
When youre in the saloon
I wonder if he feels the same
For whoever wins theres still
The cowboy to blame
Sundown, give me some strength
I know I cant go it alone
Sundown, give me your strength
Give me a chance to go home
To go home
Three in the afternoon
And Im frightened to death
When youre in the saloon
I hear the reverend feels the sin
For whoever wins theres still
The cowboy to blame

song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Privacy under what circumstance? Privacy at home under what circumstances? You have more privacy if everyone's illiterate, but you wouldn't really call that privacy. That's ignorance.

quote by Bruce Sterling
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In A Heart Like Mine

(skip ewing/donny kees)
In a heart like mine
With a steady beat
Just the right rythm makes you feel complete
And the rythms right with you and i
And love starts pounding in a heart like mine
Put a quart or two
With a melody
Bring in a little chillbump harmony
Then let it build
Til the feelings right
And love starts playing in heart like mine
In a heart like mine
In a love like this
Theres a sympony in a single kiss
Bring on the fiddles and the violins
And listen to the way they shine
I could live on the music til the end of time
With a love like yours and a heart like mine
In a heart like mine
Thres poetry
In truth, emotion and honesty
So when the soul is there
And the words all rhyme
Love starts singing in a heart like mine
In a heart like mine
In a love like this
Theres a sympony in a single kiss
Bring on the fiddles and the violins
And listen to the way they shine
I could live on the music til the end of time
With a love like yours and a heart like mine
In a heart like mine
In a love like this
Theres a sympony in a single kiss
Bring on the fiddles and the violins
And listen to the way they shine
I could live on the music til the end of time
With a love like yours and a heart like mine
I could live on the music til the end of time
With a love like yours and a heart like mine

song performed by by Randy Travis
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To a Lady with an Unruly and Ill-mannered Dog Who Bit several Persons of Importance

Your dog is not a dog of grace;
He does not wag the tail or beg;
He bit Miss Dickson in the face;
He bit a Bailie in the leg.

What tragic choices such a dog
Presents to visitor or friend!
Outside there is the Glasgow fog;
Within, a hydrophobic end.

Yet some relief even terror brings,
For when our life is cold and gray
We waste our strength on little things,
And fret our puny souls away.

A snarl! A scruffle round the room!
A sense that Death is drawing near!
And human creatures reassume
The elemental robe of fear.

So when my colleague makes his moan
Of careless cooks, and warts, and debt,
-- Enlarge his views, restore his tone,
And introduce him to your Pet!

Quod Raleigh.

poem by Sir Walter Raleigh
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Christmas Gifts

Ten Christmas presents standing in a line;
Robert took the bicycle, then there were nine.
Nine Christmas presents ranged in order straight;
Bob took the steam engine, then there were eight.
Eight Christmas presents--and one came from Devon;
Robbie took the jackknife, then there were seven.
Seven Christmas presents direct from St. Nick's;
Bobby took the candy box, then there were six.
Six Christmas presents, one of them alive;
Rob took the puppy dog, then there were five.
Five Christmas presents yet on the floor;
Bobbin took the soldier cap, then there were four.
Four Christmas presents underneath the tree;
Bobbet took the writing desk, then there were three.
Three Christmas presents still in full view;
Robin took the checker board, then there were two.
Two Christmas presents, promising fun,
Bobbles took the picture book, then there was one.
One Christmas present--and now the list is done;
Bobbinet took the sled, and then there were none.
And the same happy child received every toy,
So many nicknames had one little boy.

poem by Carolyn Wells
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Lonesome Sundown

Shes a lonely girl
Lost in the world
Got love in her eyes for me
Shes a sweet young thing
Brings me dreams
In a box she made for me
Lonesome sundown, this is gonna be hard
Its a lonesome sundown, this is gonna be hard
I know so dont let go, this is gonna be hard
Ill never let you down
This love Ive found
It means too much to me
And I stand accused
Outside the law
But you are all I need
Lonesome sundown, this is gonna be hard
Yeah a lonesome sundown, this is gonna be hard
I know
So dont let go this is gonna be hard
Redemption comes
To those who wait
Forgiveness is the key
And I wish you love
And I wish you hope
Please believe in me
And its a lonesome sundown, this is gonna be hard
Yeah a lonesome sundown, this is gonna be hard
I know
So dont let go this is gonna be hard

song performed by by Tom Petty
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Intrigue

THOU art my love
And thou art the peace of sundown
When the blue shadows soothe
And the grasses and the leaves sleep
To the song of the little brooks
Woe is me.

Thou art my love,
And thou art a storm
That breaks black in the sky
And, sweeping headlong,
Drenches and cowers each tree
And at the panting end
There is no sound
Save the melancholy cry of a single owl
Woe is me!

Thou art my love
And thou art a tinsel thing
And I in my play
Broke thee easily
And from the little fragments
Arose my long sorrow
Woe is me.

Thou art my love
And thou art a weary violet
Drooping from sun-caresses.
Answering mine carelessly
Woe is me.

Thou art my love
And thou art the ashes of other men's love
And I bury my face in these ashes
And I love them
Woe is me.

Thou art my love
And thou art the beard
On another man's face
Woe is me.

Thou art my love
And thou art a temple
And in this temple is an altar
And on this altar is my heart
Woe is me.

Thou art my love
And thou art a wretch.
Let these sacred love-lies choke thee
For I am come to where I know your lies as truth
And your truth as lies
Woe is me.

Thou art my love
And thou art a priestess
And in thy hand is a bloody dagger
And my doom comes to me surely
Woe is me.

Thou art my love
And thou art a skull with ruby eyes
And I love thee
Woe is me.

Thou art my love
And I doubt thee
And if peace came with my murder
Then would I murder
Woe is me.

Thou art my love
And thou art death
Aye, thou art death
Black and yet black
But I love thee
I love thee
Woe, welcome woe, to me.

poem by Stephen Crane
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Fully Alive...

how did you
live fully? did you
not know
that you have
to die first before
you can live
that full?
and how did you
die first?
did you know that
all these are
but idioms?
it is death
without being seen
with any blood
or strangulation
you appear
there in that
garden without
any wound
and yet you have
died
as you claim it
to be

internally

did you know that
all these
are but a harem of
metaphors?

you do have to
live fully after all
neither shall you
die because
you cannot and you
are not death
neither are you
life.

all these are
figures of speech.

there is a path
that you know
but you do not
speak about it.

you just walk on it
and do what you
tell yourself within.

automatically.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Single Is Fair

Single
I am single
Question of double
Does not arise.

I am single
Only single.

Single sun
Single moon
Single earth
Single air
Single sky
Sngle water
Single fire
Single soul
Single body
All are there
All are fair.
Single is single
Single is beautiful
Single is fair.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Baby be mine

Baby be mine;
Sip dandelion wine,
Condense all the lines:
Slow down time

If a single chord ran through our lives,
Baby would you be all mine?

Baby be mine;
Our hearts we'll bind,
Out of sight and mind,
The hours unwind

If a single chord ran through our lives,
Baby would you be all mine?

Baby be mine;
Loveliness we'll find,
And on beauty dine-
Leave lonely behind

If a single chord ran through our lives,
Baby would you be all mine?

poem by Patti Masterman
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Life of My Death

My only difference
Between life and afterlife
is my death

My only triumph
upon the whole universe
is my death

My only freedom
of thoughts from mind
is my death

My only distinction
from the angels and devils
is my death

My only decision
after all my decisions
is my death

But death is short-lived
and the thing that pleases me
is my death

Life always presents span
and the shortest spanned
is my death

I can grasp everything
but the thing out of my bounds
is my death...

08-03-2008

poem by Usman Hanif
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Death and I

When death comes
I’ll need not love –
Consumed,
No wreath or dove
Could offer me salvation,
Not when I’m no more.

A weathered stone will bear my name –
Identity of once a being
Living out existence in
A world of risk, and never seeing
Sense of why we’re here.

My genes will die away thro’ child –
Hue of eyes and hair, the way of thought,
Will quickly dim with generation –
Bow to future dominance –
Memories of provenance
Resigned to curious few.

When death comes
I’ll need not grace
Below; no grieving face
Will call my resurrection,
Not when I’m at ground –

Death and I so bound.

Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Presence or Presents?

The dawn of the day
Wore the birthday—
Colourful festoons_
Beautiful balloons—
Relishable Cakes—
Loving hand-shakes—
Jubilancy with buoyant festivity!

Presents! Oh! Presents!
Varieties of them!
From cute bottles of scents
To many valuable jems-
From useful articles
To futile particles!

'Oh! Why bother with presents?
Happy so - with your presence! '
'Why this? '
'Why that? '

Music over—silence pours;
All disperse.
Examining presents—
'Oh! only this?
I gave that! '
Oh! That!
I gave this! '
Presence or presents?

poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Live It As It Exists

More than a few are possessive,
Of a privacy they protect...
That, with time, gets for others,
Less accessible...
With no regrets.

Trust is a factor,
And the key to one's peace.
'Some' one knows do not honor this.
And eventually are discovered,
To be the core of disharmony...
Within a friendship that is thought to be,
Closer than it is in reality!

More than a few are possessive,
Of a privacy they protect.
And trust is a factor,
One wishes to keep unsuspected.

And when respect is an issue,
Anyone has to raise?
With those trusted in an inner circle,
That had not before been appraised?
Something about the need for this...
Should not be argued but dealt with quick!

More than a few are possessive,
Of a privacy they protect.
And trust is a factor,
One wishes to keep unsuspected.
With a peace of mind,
One should not have to define...
But live it as it exists.

There is no need for a quarrel,
To begin over it!
One should have what one deserves.
And to live it as it exists.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Got All Night

You can take your time
Ill be takin mine
We dont have to hurry
Let the world go by
Tonight its you and i
Feelin others slowly
And though a simple touch
Can mean so much
Says all you need to know
We got all night
We got from sundown to sunrise
So dont let go, just hold me baby
We got all night
Lets make it last forever
Take it nice and slow
We got all night
Its so good to know
You dont have to go
Stay until tomorrow
Lying side by side
Feel the senses slide
Let your feelings follow
cause tonight is ours
And through the hours
Love goes on and on
We got all night
We got from sundown to sunrise
So dont let go, just hold me baby
We got all night
Lets make it last forever
Take it nice and slow
We got all night
Feels like we waited a lifetime
To be alone tonight
So make it hard to forget you
cause we dont know when
We can do it again
We got all night
We got from sundown to sunrise
So dont let go, just hold me baby
We got all night
Lets make it last forever
Take it nice and slow
All night
All night
We got all night
We got from sundown to sunrise
So dont let go, just hold me baby
We got all night
Lets make it last forever
Take it nice and slow
We got all night
We got from sundown to sunrise
So dont let go, just hold me baby
We got all night
Lets make it last forever
Take it nice and slow ...

song performed by by America
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Vampires

She will bring a little box of moonlight
To light my way on such a very dark night
Dreams so real they grow wild on the vine
Until sundown, when she comes
She comes just like a daydream
And the sun surrenders to the evening
Ive waited all day long to be with you girl
Well burn like falling stars tonight
And hide like vampires from the daylight
Until sundown
Dreams so real they grow wild on the vine
Well burn like falling stars tonight
And hide like vampires from the daylight
Our world comes alive at night
And like the stars, they shine so bright
As long as you are mine
As long as you are mine
As long as you are mine

song performed by by Fastball
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