Publishers
I write letters, cut cd’s,
mail parcels and let emails heap up,
but my words are blown away
like specks of sand in a gale.
I sometimes wonder
why feelings and life
can blind you for a time with hope
and if the haste for profitability,
lets merit die along the way
and if everything
has to be eaten by the power of reality.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Letter To Heather
I am writing you these letters
to let you know that I miss you
I think of you all of the time
And I wonder how you're doing
Have you been thinking about me
As much as I have been of you
Or have you found a lover
In the time I've been away
If so I can understand
Why you have forgotten me
I have not forgotten you
Nor do I think that I could
I've written you love letters
And one day I'll mail them too
I hope that day arrives soon
Because I really miss you
I'll try to write more later
But for now I have to go
Just remember I love you
As much today as ever
If not as much even more
Did you get the letters that I
sent to you my love
Love Always
Just Alpha
poem by Edwin Tanguma
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Fanmail
Welcome
Weve dedicated our entire album cover
To any person who has ever sent us fan mail
This is a journey into life love
And the future of music fan mail
Tlc would like to thank you
For your support fan mail
And just like you
They get lonely too
Just like you
I get lonely too
Ahhhhhhhhh fan mail
Ahhhhhhhhh fan mail
Ahhhhhhhhh fan mail
Just like you
I get lonely too
Ahhhhhhhhh fan mail
Ahhhhhhhhh fan mail
Ahhhhhhhhh fan mail
Just like you
I get lonely waited for you for so long
Too many days since january
Im still sittin miss alone
We shoulda did this already
Said I got an e mail today
Kinda thought that youd forgot about me
So I wanna hit you back to say chorus
Just like you
I get lonely baby
I could really get to know you
Take my time to show you
Dont tell anybody what we do
When I get lonely take me
To another place where Ill be
Into space just you and me
With no rules
Just like you
I get lonely too
Just like you fan mail
Ahhhhhhhhh
Just like you fan mail
Ahhhhhhhhh
Just like you fan mail
Ahhhhhhhhh
Just like you
I get lonely too
Ahhhhhhhhh
Just like you fan mail
Ahhhhhhhhh
Just like you fan mail
Ahhhhhhhhh
Just like you fan mail
Ahhhhhhhhh
Just like you
I get lonely ready for us to get it on
Aint got a love to call steady
Hope it aint like that for long
Ill be your friend if you let me
Dont want to come on strong
Cuz too many people wanna get me
But a girl will do what I gotta do chorus just like you fan mail
Ahhhhhhhhh
Just like you fan mail
Ahhhhhhhhh
Just like you fan mail
Ahhhhhhhhh
Just like you
I get lonely too
Ahhhhhhhhh
Just like you fan mail
Ahhhhhhhhh
Just like you fan mail
Ahhhhhhhhh
Just like you fan mail
Ahhhhhhhhh
Just like you
I get lonely too man we had all kinda
Sorts of conflicting fan mail and letters
Some parents was like
Youre the thieves and the pimps and the thugs of stage
And you owe every mother in america
A public apology
Just like you
I get lonely too
One day I think Im gonna meet ya
Cant wait till the day I see ya
No doubt you just might be the one for me
I get lonely
Every day I think Im gonna meet ya
Cant wait till the day I see ya
No doubt you just might be the one I need
Just like you be me do what I believe in
And be myself
And I suggest everyone do the same thing
You do what makes you feel comfortable
Do what makes you feel happy
T l c
song performed by by TLC
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Red Letters
Red letters
Cut deep
Soothe the pain inside.
Red letters
Bold and loud
Scream silently.
Red letters
Secret and hidden
But a cry for help.
Red letters -
A way to deal with this pain.
As I cut these words into my skin
I remember seeing red words somewhere before
Then it hits me like a lightning bolt -
Words of Jesus are printed in red. Words of Christ in red.
Red letters
Real truth, piercing deep
Soothes my pain inside.
Red letters
Your passion, Your blood
Covers me.
Red letters
Hope and life
I cry, 'Fill me! '
Red letters -
You were pierced and bloody
So I wouldn't have to be.
'What can wash away my sin?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus!
What can make me whole again?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus!
Oh! precious is the flow that makes me white as snow!
No other fount I know -
Nothing but the blood of Jesus! '
Red letters... Nothing but the blood -
Red letters... Nothing but the blood of Jesus!
poem by Zoe MacRae
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Sand Storm
We make our way along Bournemouth prom,
To a favourite pub of ours, for a lazy late lunch.
But long before we ever make it that far along,
Our mouths fill with sand, on which we crunch.
The sand from the beach is being blown by the wind.
We watch it as we walk along the almost endless prom.
Despite having to battle through the gusting gale,
It’s quite a novelty to see the sand being blown along.
The fine granules form ever moving designs.
Many an interesting pattern the sand makes.
As it’s perpetually blown this way and that,
It twists and turns and twirls, just like snakes.
The sand has collected in patches here and there,
And some of them really are pretty deep.
Rather than walking along the tarmac prom,
We could almost be walking along the actual beach!
As I walk through the large patches of sand,
The granules collect in both of my shoes.
But I walk through patch after patch en route:
I don’t mind, as, me, it does quite amuse.
The wind whips the sand up into a frenzy.
It’s in my mouth, my eyes and in my hair.
Sand is being blown all over the place.
In fact, it seems to be almost everywhere!
I happen to place my hand on the back of my neck,
And I can feel sand there, just below my head.
The next morning, when I get up and look,
There are grains of sand near the foot of my bed!
It was really nice to have a small reminder
Of our very enjoyable, but tiring, day out.
I do so love going down to Bournemouth.
We’ll be back there soon without a doubt!
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Lets Get Together Again
Lets get together again. all you need is here to stay. lets
Get together again. forget about your yesterdays.
Its been a very long long time. since I last remember
Seeing you. I hope you write and say youre fine. did you
Ever sit and dream. of the time when we would meet
Again? its very hard now youre not mine.
The phones right next to you. and you know just what to
Do. just pick it up. and call my name.
Lets get together again. all you need is here to stay. lets
Get together again. forget about your yesterday.
Tomorrows just a step away. til I come running back to
You. I hope you stay right by my side. I thought Id never
See. my angel back here next to me. promise me that you
Wont hide.
The phones right next to you. and you know just what to
Do. just pick it up. and call my name.
Lets get together again. all you need is here to stay. lets
Get together again. forget about your yesterday.
And you know there aint much time. Im so alone. please
Come home. Im on my own.
Lets get together again. all you need is here to stay. lets
Get together again. forget about your yesterday.
Lets get together again. all you need is here to stay. lets
Get together again. forget about your yesterday.
Lets get together again. all you need is here to stay. lets
Get together again. forget about your yesterday.
song performed by by Human League
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Liberty
On my books and poetry,
On my desk and on the computer
On the sand and on the beach
I write your name
On all the pages I have read
On all the blank pages
Stone bloody shed or ash
I write your name
On my greedy, tender friends
On my comrades, beloved country,
On my clumsy hands
I write your name
On my health and wealth
On the risk which disappeared
On the hope without memory
I write your name
And by the power of one word
I begin a life again
I was born to know you
To name you.
Liberty
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Sand Blasting
Sand here, sand there.
Sand is mired everywhere.
It happened so quickly,
No time to think.
Shall I run for safety
or just sit tight?
and pray I'll make it
through the night.
Then came the roar,
the deafening sound.
Trees erupted
with the ocean abound.
Flooded towns.
No time to run
for higher ground.
Survival now comes to mind.
Power outage. You feel you're blind.
Morning comes. You look outside.
Recognition gone, no seaside.
Greif has come with no relief
You feel you're numb.
Sadness sets in. You ask God why?
No answer given. You wonder why?
Sand here, sand there.
You look around.
You become aware
That this can happen to anyone.
You see life differently.
There's no prodigal son.
We're all vulnerable,
Everyone.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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A Nickname....
on early dawn
while you are writing those letters
(still on the grip of tradition
emails are impersonal and lack
the sentimentality of distance
and the grace of the
strokes and
tendrils)
you hear those chirping birds
cocks crowing
sounds of the streets being swept
and occasional hushes of the wind
from the sea
your letters sound as though
they are anticipating the birth of the world
on the seventh day
when the Lord said he finally rested
at the end you say what they always write
Sincerely yours,
your nickname.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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What You Lack Is The Simplicity Of Reality
my hands on the keyboard
on ten fingers
my eyes do not look for the letters
the letters find
me, i am amazed by this kind
of arrangement
on the simplicity of reality having
a life of its own
letters like bees having a cell
of its own
syllables having a mouth
speaking about what they can do
in a poem
i take this matter lightly
there is no rush
this is not a matter of life and death
but merely a way of letting time pass
beyond our
boundaries
i give in to what is beyond me
i empty myself of its contents
the mouth of my bottle
sings of emptiness
this is the simplicity of reality
it speaks
about nothing.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Crackling words
I am the thunder
that crackles in your words
and make blue sparks,
when you write thoughts down.
I branch to wherever
your words go
and hit every place
where your letters go.
At times I bring new life
in your verses
with the rain
and sometimes I am the one
that unfolds heartache, repentance
and hold the abyss,
but it’s I
that builds your words
and tell others
how you see life
and the world.
I constantly spark
new thoughts open
and cleave right through rock
to reveal truth and reality
and at times I light the way
where you walk
and at sometimes it’s I
that brings the darkness.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Lets Roll
Neil young
Lets roll
I know I said I love you
I know you know its true
I got to put the phone down
And do what we got to do
Ones standing in the aisle way
Two more at the door
We got to get inside there
Before they kill some more
Time is runnin out lets roll
Time is runnin out lets roll
No time for indecision we got to make a move
I hope that were forgiven for what we got to do
How this all got started Ill never understand
Hope someone can fly this thing and get us back to land
Time is runnin out lets roll
Time is runnin out lets roll
No one has the answer but one thing is true
You got to turn on evil when its coming after you
You gotta face it down and when it tries to hide
We gotta go in after it and never be denied
Time is runnin out lets roll
Lets roll for freedom
Lets roll for love
Going after satin on the wings of a dove
Lets roll for justice
Lets roll for truth
Lets not let our children grow up fearful in their youth
Time is runnin out lets roll
Time is runnin out lets roll
Time is runnin out lets roll
song performed by by Neil Young
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A Poem Written By A Confessed Bipolar (her Name To Be Revealed Upon Her Permission)
I write because I can
I write because there are so many things to be written.
I write because I can make a painting without a brush and paints in my hand.
I write because I can capture the moment without having a camera.
I write because letters and words are the only recipe I know how to cook.
I write because I want to read what I’ve written.
I write because I’m used to speak in silence.
I write because I have a story to tell.
I write because I want to strip off my flesh and live as a pure being.
I write because I can record my “voice” without having a recorder.
I write because it’s like a cup of coffee, it keeps me awake
I write because I want to live even when I do not exist.
I write because this is my throwing stones when I’m frustrated.
6/11/09 at 4: 42 PM
I write because I can flaunt my being when I don’t have clothes to show off.
I write because this is like making an encyclopedia to a coloring book.
I write because it’s more effective than my lithium medication.
I write because I’m tired of carrying these baggages on the road.
I write because I’m tired of talking too much.
I write because it’s a healthier diversion than smoking.
I write because it’s more therapeutic than analyzing my problem.
I write because I want to paint a thousand pictures with words.
I write because I can put colors to the letters and make a rainbow of words.
I write because it’s the key combinations to my hidden vaults.
I write because my ball pen is my best friend in the darkest nights.
I write because it surprises me with what I am capable of thinking&doing. 6/11/09 at 4: 43 PM
I write because I like that ideas are popping like pop corns.
I write because I can wander in the adventures of my own world.
I write because I have to cleanse my collection of memories of an old home.
I write because like a mirror you need to do a lot of reflections.
I write because I want to fight the battle of life.
I write because I wanted my little voice to be heard.
I write because I want to run from the insanities of the world.
I write because pictures don’t talk.
I write because it helps me connect the dots when I look back in my life.
I write because it brings me back to my crib of silence.
I write because it makes a buzz to other bees in my beehive.
I write because unlike my bike my destination is limitless.
I write because I want to become an inspiration without extinction 6/11/09 at 4: 43 PM
I write because like strumming of the guitar, it vibrates in my soul.
I write because I love to write.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Writing
My words they no longer flow like a calm river
They rip, through, delicate flowers wither
Not in a long time have I wrote pure gold
One more worthless word and I'll explode
So I write these words to help express
That to me my writing can no longer impress
If the letters I write turn to heavy stone
Maybe I should try changing my tone
Even when words sing a merry tune
When the words hit me like a monsoon
I look back and scowl at scribbles and letters
And know there is a need for them to be better
So I try to write something funny, add humour
Rhythms with big cats, small rats, lions and pumas
But it all seems to lack that special spark
Something with a vicious bite and a gentle bark
Let's try and make it dark, murder and death
Something that literally stops ones breath
Words that hide the killer, build suspense
But this dark angst and pain is all pretence
A rhyme about love, happy and quite light
A poem about everything that can go right
Maybe just maybe it will all fit together
But these words take too long, almost forever
I guess I'll just carry on in this infuriating way
I'll continue writing the words I just can't say
So when I feel the need to write I'll let it all out
Then you will find out just what I will write about
poem by Rebecca Pepper
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Always write angry letters to your enemies. Never mail them.
quote by James Fallows
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8-3-1
The way I want you babe
Its embarrassing
I cant control myself
Its just too much for me
I cant concentrate
I dont know what to say
Except your name baby
The sweetest name
And when we kiss that kiss
Thats when it hits
With my heart and soul I say this
8 letters, 3 words, one meaning
In my heart
8 letters, 3 words, one feeling
When it starts
When you say my name
I begin to shake
I break out in a sweat
This is the best it gets
Theres nothing second rate
About this feeling babe
Its forever come what may
Its what I hope and pray yeah
And when we kiss that kiss
Thats when it hits
With my heart and soul I say this baby
8 letters, 3 words, one meaning
In my heart
8 letters, 3 words, one feeling
When it starts
8 letters, 3 words, one meaning
In my heart
8 letters, 3 words, one feeling
When it starts
Its understanding and its understood
And baby it sure feels good
8 letters, 3 words, one meaning
In my heart
8 letters, 3 words, one feeling
When it starts
And when we kiss that kiss
Thats when it hits
With my heart and soul I say this baby
8 letters, 3 words, one meaning
In my heart
8 letters, 3 words, one feeling
When it starts
song performed by by Lisa Stansfield
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If You Only Know How I Feel
feelings are not
letters of advertisement
sometimes
we hide feelings like love
letters
so private
like the way we keep the
secrets of our
beings
take time.
flatter me,
ask me what i feel
and i will not tell you
i keep a secret garden
where flowers as buds
are always destined
to die.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Bridge
You called me up on the phone today
Struggling with the right words to say.
Time can change a thing or two.
Time has changed the lives of me and you,
But you know... it could have been different dad.
The word brings back a sweet memory.
Im sitting on a bluff on a broken tree,
By my side a distinguished man
Giving me encouragement, telling me I can,
And you know... youre not there.
You say, son, lets forget the past,
I want another chance, gonna make it last.
Youre begging me for a brand new start,
Trying to mend a bridge thats been blown apart,
But you know... you never built it dad.
So I sit here through the night,
And I write myself to sleep,
And time keeps ticking...
Time has made you finally realize
Your loneliness and your guilt inside.
Youre reaching for something you never had,
Turning around now youre looking back,
And you know... Im not there.
You say, son, lets forget the past.
I want another chance, gonna make it last.
Youre begging me for a brand new start,
Trying to mend a bridge thats been blown apart,
But you know... you never built it dad.
song performed by by Queensryche
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Filemon
Early in the morning
before the first coffee cups are set
and the first brew is made
Filemon arrives.
At a time I see him
riding a big black bicycle
and how he struggles
to get all the parcels
to the post office.
Later he drives a blue-grey station wagon
from which he carries a load of parcels
and never there’s a difference of a cent
on the money that he banks
and even when he’s doing his work
to the best of his ability,
a decision is made
that he must stay a messenger
and have to drive people and parcels around.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Chronicles Of A Dark Heart Part 21 To Start Again
Here we are
Once again stuck in the tar
Suppressing feelings, fighting myself, and yelling RAWR!
Now I have to get over her
And not be tempted by her beautiful allure
I have to destroy my feelings of love
Cage myself in my prison like a trapped dove
Only this time I won't fly
This time I wait till I move or die
I'll put myself back in the cage
This time not building up rage
Not gonna turn the page
Gonna stay
In conundrum, imbroglio, and debacle, each equally fey
I start this chronicle yet again
As I'm locked in my emotional pen
Back to square one, nay square negative one
Because in this battle, my deceitful heart has won
Back to where we started... battle far from won
Even backtracked a little and lost some ground
I may not be found-
Alive though I hope so
Brace
Yourself
As I write again write in haste, run at my pace
Run straight into death, in dead sprint, because the end of race
Gets closer the faster I run
poem by David Knox
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War Of Words
Our loves grown older seems like its colder
Than the rock so which l carved your name
On down the road we walk in separate shadows
Now theres nowhere else to go
And when we read the book of time
Weii see that we were blind but tried to understand
Chorus:
War of words, no one survives
These words of war cut deep inside
War of words the truth, the lies
These words of war hurt more and more. ..more and more
I thought our love would never end like letters in the sand
Our passions washed away and so the tide rolls in again
With the morning storm brings another cloudy day
Lts getting harder day by day
To believe that we can stay together baby
Chorus: (repeat)
I guess the dream that love has kept alive
Couldnt last forever though we tried...how we tried
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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