Age Questions
age questions...
the validity of both journey,
and sacrifice...
but the shadow i've cast
wouldnt even fill a thimble!
my ego rears up in outrage,
swearing at least the thimble
would bear my name....
while my soul walks off laughing in disgust,
at the absurdity of identity!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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If the Memory
If the memory I have of you
Were small enough to fill a thimble
I would fill a thimble,
And keep it in my sight.
But, since the memory I have of you
Is battle-size, I will fill a field
Big enough for armies, and
Listen to their noise.
Should the memory I have of you
Diminish, then, through all my years,
I will find, again, the thimble,
And keep it filled within my sight.
poem by Robert Wylie
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The Thimble Of Life
Our lord passes us a thimble
He says eat drink and be merry.
He now passes us a needle
And says sow me a patchwork-
Quilt, as big as the world…
Let all nations gather under one
Blanket appease; themselves.
With just a basket of gentian flowers
Lying at the foot of that mountain,
Above the clouds - and here
Transcend your thoughts,
Into a teardropp and let those
Salty pure teardrops pool
Into an ocean—in which
A desert brings forth life.
And like a snow flake!
Melting on your brow,
I'll take on the sorrows of the world
And hand you back to your old-life
Less all its transgressions…
Less all its misgiving's…
I'll hand you back the thimble of life.
poem by Mark Heathcote
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Wouldnt Fill A Thimble!
Jesus was not a capitalist,
Buddha owned no stocks or bonds...
democracy has nothing to do with invasion.
freedom cant be bought and sold!
the earth is not 'property'...
salvation doesnt imply donation.
equality doesnt have limitations,
respect is a two way street!
much judgement, few qualified judges!
forgiveness has to be given to receive.
wisdom not bound by degrees...
no tomorrow unless we validate today!
love doesnt imply ownership.
and death is not the end!
what we know wouldnt fill a thimble,
what we seek to know already seeks us!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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That was like throwing three pickled onions into a thimble!
quote by Sid Waddell
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What I know about poker, you can fit into a thimble with room left over, but I'm learning.
quote by Wilford Brimley
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Cast No Shadow
Here's throught for everyman
who tries to understand what is in his hand
he walks along the open road of love and life
surviving if he can
Bound with all the weight of all the words he tried to say
chained to all the places that he never wished to stay
bound with all the weight of all the words he tried to say
as he faced the sun he cast no shadow
As they took his soul they stole his pride
As they took his soul they stole his pride
As they took his soul they stole his pride
As he faced the sun he cast no shadow
song performed by by Oasis from (What's The Story) Morning Glory
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Me: The thief of my Identity
The thief of my Identity
To my Friends and Family
My true Identity
Is all that makes me
I stole my identity
My personality
What I live for, What I breath for
What I'd fight for, what I'd die for
If not for my soul,
I would be lost once again
For my True Identity has fled me
Fled me for another
It is the dancing shadow you play with,
The beauty you can see in yourself,
And the hostility.
It wants to see you suffer,
It is most content, when you are in despair.
When I can look into my self
and find the real Identity of my inner self,
Until then I will not blame anyone
for my misfortune
poem by Brad Combs
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Heavy Sweat
My thimble I canna find
tinker fell down
lid is askew you knew
where to find me
my wad I blew
funeral went bad
another hole filled in
sweat on my palms.
poem by Is It Poetry
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Homage
Hey! my young lady
I am in lovelorn
And I found your lost thimble in the darkness
of your premises.
Please protect your finger in sewing.
Still I am having the old silver ring
That reserves for you my dear.
To my friend Jerry.Hughes
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Till where will u come?
A ruthless journey
On a path unexplored
I see U
How far will u come?
High up in the valley
Depp down in the sea
Destiny undecided
I may lose myself
How far will u come?
Darkness descends upon
I see no shadow of mine
Every step is an effort
How far will u come?
A journey begins
A journey ends
All questions answered
Except one
I still see u there
How far will u come?
Now And Forever
turning leaves,
dusk skies; moonlight
weaving through shadows
and the dew...
the earth gasps,
turns, and tremors...
the trees bow and pray
one final prayer...
and all that is...
all that we've come to know...
moondust in a thimble,
dust on a cat's whisker....
turning leaves...
amid the whispers
of now and forever...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Validity
i will accept the validity
of your religious view when...
you lay down your guns,
and start feeding the hungry!
i will accept the validity
of your political view when...
by your actions you show your primary
concerns to be poverty and homelessness.
i will accept the validity
of your freedom when...
it applies equally to all,
regardless of skin color.
i will accept the validity
of your humanitarian view when...
you take all men as brothers,
and walk with compassion.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Identity Of I
Identity is not what I promise others
Identity is what I do when I am alone
Identity is what I think of others
Knowing all the hatred they've shown
Identity is what every wound reminds me
Identity is what I learn and what I pass by
Identity is what I see in the mirror
After giving my best try
Identity is what I make out of my given chance
Identity is what I accept and what I deny
No one else has control over me
Life is about me, and what I identify
poem by Abhiraj Rajadhyaksha
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Soul Less
And he walks soul less.
the past dark and endless.
skeltons we all have.
his always whispering.
And he walks soul less.
Grass green, but he cant smell it.
sky blue but he cant see it
life wonderess. but he has forgotten.
And he walks soul less.
Towards a destiny he cant avoid
a destiny he fears he created.
a destiny paid for in spades.
And he walks soul less
Scared, broken, unloved, shamed.
the ground all his eyes now ponder.
a man in body only.
And he walks soul less
poem by Vincent Armone
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I Wouldnt Wanna Be You
(randy sharp, jeff silbar)
You dont have a clue
Youre so far gone
Hes got you dancin to
A sirens song
I wouldnt wanna be you right now
I wouldnt wanna be
I wouldnt wanna be you right now
I wouldnt wanna be, I wouldnt wanna be
Youre not the first hes drawn
To his flame
He means to do you wrong
He has no shame
I wouldnt wanna be you right now
I wouldnt wanna be
I wouldnt wanna be you right now
I wouldnt wanna be, I wouldnt wanna be you
Its easy to understand
How you could fall so hard
Youre not the only one
Hes taken in and torn apart
Wont say I told you so
But Im afraid its true
Youre about to go
What I went through
I wouldnt wanna be you right now
I wouldnt wanna be
I wouldnt wanna be you right now
I wouldnt wanna be, I wouldnt wanna be you
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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His Shadow
When I was young
the shadow he cast was long.
When I was afraid.
In his shadow I could be brave.
Walking together
watching his shadow by mine.
I yearned for the time
like his my shadow would be long.
As the fledgling finally
flies alone from the nest.
To step away from his shadow
my time came.
One day long after
my child at my side.
Two shadows I saw.
One long joined one small.
In my thoughts
I reflected to when
the longer shadow.
My father cast.
I realized
the time had come.
The father's shadow
now my shadow.
(04SEP97)
poem by Kurt Hearth
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The Tin Man
(kenny chesney/stacey slate/david lowe)
Saw a man in the movies that didnt have a heart
How I wish I could give him mine
Then I wouldnt have to feel it breaking all apart
And this emptiness inside would suit me fine
Its times like these
I wish I were a tin man
You could hurt me all you wanted
And Id never even know
Id give anything just to be the tin man
And I wouldnt have a heart and I wouldnt need a soul
I couldnt see your leavin comin
You took me by surprise
Even now it still seems like a dream
But I know I cant be dreamin
cause as I lay down each night
The pain so great that it wont let me sleep
Its times like these
I wish I were a tin man
You could hurt me all you wanted
And Id never even know
Id give anything just to be the tin man
And I wouldnt have a heart and I wouldnt need a soul
Well Id give anything just to be the tin man
And I wouldnt have a heart and I wouldnt miss you so
song performed by by Kenny Chesney
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In Fear of Shadows They Cast On Paths Alone!
You cast a shadow...
Because there is sunlight.
You curse the darkness.
But it alone does not create your pain.
When you came to experience life...
You had every right,
To expect enlightenment.
But you chose to be sheltered.
Like the others who complain of their plight!
Gathering to satiate on their created blight.
It may become discomforting,
To remove yourself from this acceptance.
But you have been the one to cast a shadow...
Yet learning to curse it,
As if it was there to harm!
As if the joy of your birth...
Now causes much alarm.
Even though it nurtured you in the womb...
To deliver you...
To develop a cursing of its darkened presence.
Like the others who have become intimidated.
Afraid to journey on their own!
In fear of shadows they cast on paths alone!
And gathering together in tight dustballs...
In an aimless attractive sit.
Where shiftless drifters are condoned!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Yarra Flats
A spieler came to Yarra Glen upon the Yarra flats;
He wore a suit of noisy cheeks and something cute in hats.
He was a wicked man, they say,
Such as they grow down Melbourne way.
A spieler gay,
From Melbourne way,
Who sought for Yarra flats.
He taught them an amusing trick with three elusive cards;
But with suspicion such vain things the Yarra flat regards.
And then, with fingers mighty quick,
He tried them with the thimble trick.
A nimble trick,
The thimble trick,
As tricky as the cards.
But still the stolid natives stood, and let him have his say,
But always changed the subject when he wanted them to play.
They were not parting with their 'dough.'
'But now,' said they, 'give us a show.
We'll do a trick,
The river trick,
The only trick we know.
'We'll bet you fifty pounds,' they said, 'that we produce a man
Who'll throw you clean across the river Yarra - and he can
Right where the stream is swift and wide
And land you on the other side.'
'I call your bluff!
Put up the stuff!'
The spieler chap replied.
They led him to the river bank - the day was bleak and cold
And on his collar and his pants their strong man took a hold.
He swung him once, he swung him twice
(The strong man's grip was like a vice)
Then, with a flop,
He let him dropp
The stream was cold as ice.
The spieler scrambled to the bank. 'I've won!' he cried. 'I've won!'
'Get out!' the simple natives jeered. 'Our strong man hasn't done.
He's only tried it once, you fool!
He's going to try again. Keep cool.'
'I've done my dash;
You take the cash,'
The spieler said: 'I'm full.'
The spieler went from Yarra Glen; his clothes were dripping wet.
'These are,' he murmured brokenly, 'the fliest flats I've met.'
And, as the natives saw him off,
They cheered him on with shout and scoff;
'We're all strong men
In Yarra Glen,
But Yarra flats are off!'
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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