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My Bucket List

There are but a few things that exist
Which merit inclusion on my bucket list.
Not included are riches or power
Nor visiting the Pyramids or Eiffel Tower.

I pray I can leave the world a better place
So that mine will not have been wasted space.
To laugh, love and listen is each a life go
So my List is complete and existence whole.

poem by Gregory Huyette
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Too Patient

When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
That no longer exist.

I had placed people,
Who I considered friends on this list.
And for years they had been on it...
Doing and saying things to me as they wished.
Some don't speak to me.
But my name is on their lips.

When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
That should not on my list exist!

Very few on my priority list,
Have me on their agenda.
And if they do,
I'm sure it's for fun, sport and gossip.

When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
I couldn't not explain...
Why some names had hearts near them.
Did I do that?
Did I draw them in?

I use to dropp every and anything,
To be at someone's aide.
Some people I would call everyday...
Just to see if they were okay.
I've even allowed my own work to be submitted...
So folks could get their college degrees.
Joking about this,
I am not!
I have been the subject of innuendos and lies,
As if my life meant nothing at all.
To leave me to walk around with 'my' pain disguised.

Then I awakened and realized.
I am considered a fool!

Today...
When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
That no longer exist.

And wondered to myself 'WHY'...
Is this stuff still 'there'.
Get rid of it!
This makes no sense.
Why do you have these people's lives,
Prioritized?

'That is being too patient!
Fix this and get this done quick! '
I have moments when I am completely rational.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I'm Taking You Off My Best Friends' List

I'm taking you off my best friends' list.
Yes,
I am.
If I have to put up with your nonsense,
And you don't have time for mine...
I get offended by it.

I don't care if you do have things in your life,
To prioritize.
Or that I might contact you,
At the most inappropriate times.
Or...
You just might like some time to be left alone.
Or...
That I've done the same thing to you,
And my activities you've condone.

So what!

I'm taking you off my best friends' list.
Yes,
I am.
If I have to put up with your nonsense,
And you don't have time for mine...
I get offended by it.

Especially when I have time to sit,
With a wasting of time!
And you have none for me that exist.

I've tolerated your selfishness!
How come this time,
You can not tolerate mine?

I'm taking you off my best friends' list.
Well...
I'm moving you to number 2!
And I could care less how you feel about it!

Hello?
HELLO? ?

I know you did not give me dial tone!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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High On The List

Why isn't accountability,
High on the list.
Why isn't responsibility,
High on the list.
And,
How come denials done...
At the top of that list,
With...
Excuses made,
Along
With
It.

Why isn't integrity,
High on the list.
Or...
A dignity believed,
High on the list.
And,
Why is it that good things done
No where to exist.
While those vicious and the envious...
Dance and do high kicks.

Why isn't accountability,
High on the list.
Why isn't responsibility,
High on the list.
And,
Why is it that good things done
No where to exist...
While those vicious and the envious,
Dance and do high kicks.

Why are denials done...
At the top of that list,
With...
Excuses made,
Along
With
It.

And,
Why is it that good things done
No where to exist...
While those vicious and the envious,
Dance and do high kicks.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Arrow

An arrow flew right through the air.
It flew from your eyes to my heart.
I felt the pierce but did not care
for I let the pain depart.

Only the pleasure from the eyes that sent it
was what I looked upon.
I knew I could withstand many arrows
until your eyes were gone.

Cupid, Cupid where have you been?
I didn't know you exist.
I thought you were just a fable
with a fictitious list.

But that list included me at last
and the arrow was so real.
I accepted it and praised it
for how it made me feel.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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My List Of Beautiful Things

A list of my beautiful things?'
Well, have you seen my Evylin;
The beautiful, beautiful Evylin?
She's my list of beautiful things.

A world of beautiful things is she,
Grand! chaste! personified
Love she stands in purity's pride
And thinks of me, and thinks of me.

Poems of ethical thought is she,
Divinely sung on every page;
All her womanly heart engaged
With love of me, with love of me.

My list of beautiful things,
None were ever so sublimely grand,
To her I give my heart and hand,
And all the wealth my labor brings.

poem by Samuel Alfred Beadle
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Reputation and Vulgarities

A tongue is meant to be used in all honesty, no matter the reputation if some truth exist in the proclamation.
Vulgarities exist in all languages.
And can be used many ways.
Some are okay I say.
One should not be afraid.
Of opening ones mouth.
Just because some one think what you say is dirty and mean.
Cheap and unclean,
They don't have to listen.
It all about the choice as we use our eyes to eat.
Engulfed in a book full of deceit.
Does that mean it has been compromised.
Put it on the ban list cause in our world that don't exist.
Denial of a reality right in front of you.
I say how could you.
To deny one the right of speech just because you consider it indecent.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Monuments

Monuments

They have gone now not a trace left but hazy memories.
Leaves are getting yellow there is no denying fall is here.
I’m the sole survivor standing on a plateau of nothingness
where dust of wasted years, blows in the wind. But it was
the wasted years that brought you here, a voice whispers.
I shall not now climb the Eiffel tower from the outside in
honour of the army of welders; whom are all but forgotten.
The name Eiffel lives on, but the man himself lost his crown
when trying to construct the Panama Canal. This long hall
I must walk so many doors on each side, I will not enter any
of them to see what’s inside, my curiosity is gone I need not
know. My object is to reach the end of the corridor where
I see shadows, perhaps the great man Eiffel is there, if not
I hope they are, the welders of the monument made of Iron.

poem by Oskar Hansen
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Bucket T

Bucket bucket t t, bucket t bucket t,
Bucket bucket t t, bucket t bucket t,
Bucket bucket t t, bucket t bucket t,
Found her in a barn in tennessee
I paid five bucks for my bucket t
Took me three years of sweat and blood
To clean off all that tennessee mud
Chorus:
My bucket t (bucket t)
Bucket t (bucket t)
My bucket t (bucket t)
My bucket t (bucket t)
T t t... bucket bucket bucket...
Cruise down the street in front of school
I wanna rev it up but I gotta be cool
Drivin down the road Ill get my kicks
Apoppin the clutch and aslippin the sticks
[chorus]
I was right, too, shes first in her class
Theres nothing on the freeway she dont pass
All the girls want to take a ride with me
But theres only one seat in my bucket t
[chorus]

song performed by by Who
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The Cutter's Suicide List

My friend Kayla Szpytek wrote this poem. She never thought her poems were good enough, but I took it upon myself to write some of them here for her.

She wrote his name upon her wrist
Did all the things from her suicide list

The cutter's suicide list reads,

Get a razor
Get a gun
Won't be long
'Till the job is done
Cut the veins
Blow the brains
Never again
Will it be the same
Shards of glass
Blood everywhere
Nobody notices
Nobody cares
Bath of blood
Shower stained
1,2,3
Let's play a game
Gun, razor, glass, blood
Her final closure
The list is complete, her pain.......finally over.

poem by Devin Morris
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Through Our Love

We... wasted time and again
On things... things we already knew
Born to do... I give my love to you
Whenever you get some time
Whenever you get some time
Id like to roll it all
Up in ball
And spend it with you
Youve got the power of love
And love has the power, to make it come true
We can go through our love
We can do things that they said were impossible
Through our love
We can do all that we want to do
We can go through our love
We can go through our love
Whenever you will be mine
Whenever you will be mine
I want to be with you
Just want to do whatever feels right
Youve got the power of love
And love has the power to turn on the light
Here we go through our love
We can see things that they said were invisible
Through our love
We can see where we are going to
Were going through our love
Through our love we can learn to do things that they said were
Impossible
Through our love
We can be blessed with a better view
We can go through our love
We can go through our love
We can go through our love

song performed by by Paul McCartney
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A Honey-Do List (This is my attempt at a Sestina)

I wrote a long honey-do list
and handed it to my husband.
With a smile he read it and with a fold
he stuffed it in his pocket.
I'll get to this as soon as I can,
but can't you hear the cry from the dogs.

Who can't hear the cry of the dogs?
Did you not read my list?
If you won't do it I can,
I said to my loving husband
I took the list from his pocket.
And opened it at the fold.

It was closed with a fold,
because I want to hunt my dogs.
Now return it to my pocket.
I will get to the list,
Said my loving husband.
I'll get to it when I can.

I'm doing the best I can,
and he creased it at the fold.
Cried out my loving husband,
you know I love my dogs.
I'll get around to this list
and returned it to his pocket.

With my fingers I tapped the pocket,
maybe you can't but I can,
dropp you from my list.
Grabbing me he did fold
me in his arms like he does his dogs.
I am your loving husband.

I promise you said my loving husband,
with a hand on his heart across his pocket
I love you more than my dogs
I'll get to you when I can
Please return me to your fold
Because you know you head my list

Thirty-two dogs and one husband
added to my list and stuffed in a pocket
Enjoy it while I can and iron out our differences at the fold.

poem by Victoria Dame
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Love your enemies!

Should an enemy be in the friend's list?
Should an enemy be in the ban's list?
When the enemy is in the friend's list,
Either the enemy is dubious or a friend,
When the friend is in the Ban's list,
Either the friend is dubious or a foe,
When that famous enemy of someone,
Was listed in the friend's list of the same,
How many of you shocked and never asked?
As a vocal person, I never raise my voice against abuse,
As I am still confused with the traits of the artists,
Who are good at acting as predators and victims.

poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Life-The Changing Story

The world we live in is not a nice world
Everywhere you go there is violence, poverty, and crime
The list could go on forever
But imagine what it would be like if it was switched
What if the world was a wonderful place?
A place where everyone gets along
There is no poor, no sick, no suffering
Class is gone and war is history

It's hard to imagine what that would be like
So we must enjoy the small things in life while we can
Those tiny moments that make you happy
They do not come often
When they do come, seize the day
Some things you never get a second opportunity to do
Life is an amazing gift
But it is only short
And things can be so easily missed.

poem by Rachel Branscombe
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An End To The Secret Garden

A very important day some say.
But why limit it to one before the importance of it truly comes due?
A idolization of time itself.
Magnified and memorialized as if it's death is coming soon.
But how do you really know that?
A prediction that I neither heed too, or take for granted.
Why put the spin of fear and worry upon hypothesis not yet proven?
I just do what I always do.
Whether rain or shine.
Your pale imaginary foresight will not undermine my life or time.
If it is coming I accept it without any regret.
If not my plans still hold true to the future.
You say but isn't their things you want to do before you die?
A bucket list, is setting a limit that which I can do.
Goals to achieve, but what will you do when they're reached and their is nothing left to complete?
This is something I will not conceive.
A possibly exist that I have kissed.
It taste so sweet and one day we will meet.
In a garden of flowers, vegetables, and fruits.
I pick the wild strawberry that here will forever grow.
For it is yet untainted by human existence.
And when I meet you here it will be finally known.
A loss in my heart will start, as watch more and more come.
Pillage and plundering till not a single form of plant life is left.
And it will be my fault for I showed my secret garden.
A promise of burden.
A spread of disease.
A fire that burns.
Till all that is left is black charred remains and ashes.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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My List

Under an old brass paperweight
is my list of things to do today
Go to the bank and the hardware store,
put a new lock on the cellar door
I cross 'em off as I get 'em done
but when the sun is set
There's still more than a few things left
I haven't got to yet...
Go for a walk, say a little prayer,
Take a deep breath of mountain air,
Put on my glove and play some catch.
It's time that I make time for that.
Wade the shore and cast a line,
Pick up a long lost friend of mine,
Sit on the porch and give my girl a kiss.
Start livin', that's the next thing on my list.
Wouldn't change the course of fate,
but cuttin' the grass just had to wait
'Cause I've got more important things,
like pushin' my kid on the backyard swing
I won't break my back for a million bucks,
I can't take to my grave
So why put off for tomorrow
what I could get done today?
Like go for a walk, say a little prayer
Take a deep breath of mountain air
Put on my glove and play some catch
It's time that I make time for that
Wade the shore and cast a line
Pick up a long lost friend of mine
Sit on the porch and give my girl a kiss
Start livin', that's the next thing on my list
Raise a little hell, laugh 'til it hurts
Put an extra five in the plate at church
Call up my folks just to chat
It's time that I make time for that
Stay up late, then oversleep
Show her what she means to me
Catch up on all the things I've always missed
Just start livin', that's the next thing on my list
Under an old brass paperweight
Is my list of things to do today

song performed by by Toby Keith
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Bucket List (To Die A Happy Man)

I keep a list of things to do,
A simple list before I'm through
I have them numbered on both hands
To die a happy man

Sail down the Nile on a barge
Free fall for a mile from the stars
Parachute from an aeroplane
Have coffee with an honest man

Oh, to die a happy man

See Antarctica in spring
Gain the trust of a beautiful woman
Walk the dark side of the moon
Meet a legend of music, craft out a tune

Oh, to die a happy man

Buy a comfortable pair of shoes
See Machu Pichu's views
And drive through Paris unharmed
Oh, to die a happy man

Oh, to die a happy man

I keep a list of things to do,
A simple list before I'm through
I have them numbered on both hands
To die a happy man

poem by Colin Coplin
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I Wont Last A Day Without You

(paul williams/r. nichols)
Day after day I must face a world of strangers
Where I dont belong,
Im not that strong
Its nice to know that theres someone I can turn to
Who will always care
Youre always there
When theres no getting over that rainbow
When my small list of dreams wont come true
I can take all the madness the world has to give
But I wont last a day without you
So many times when the city seems to be
Without a friendly face,
A lonely place
Its nice to know that youll be there if I need you
And you always smile
Its all worth while
When theres no getting over that rainbow
When my small list of dreams wont come true
I can take all the madness the world has to give
But I wont last a day without you
Touch me and I end up singing
Troubles seem to up and disappear
You touch me with the love youre bringin
I cant really lose when youre near
When youre near my love
If all my friends have forgotten all their promisses
Theyre not unkind,
Just hard to find
One look at you and I know that
I could learn to live without the rest
I found the best
When theres no getting over that rainbow
When my small list of dreams wont come true
I can take all the madness the world has to give
But I wont last a day without you
When theres no getting over that rainbow
When my small list of dreams wont come true
I can take all the madness the world has to give
But I wont last a day...

song performed by by Diana Ross
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Little Shopping List

Finding recipes,
List the ingredients on yellow lined paper,
Someones building,
A cake for another,
Hundreds and thousands and paper tins,
Underlined self raising flour.

I'd like to see the smile on her face,
When she realises the effort he makes,
I'd like to hear the laughter illuminate the place,
As they devour the cakes.

Little little shopping list,
What happiness you bring,
Little little shopping list,
Where have you been.

poem by Craig Turner
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Love List

Love List

This is my love list
Joey was my wife
She is gone and very much missed

My daughter Barbara was our first one
Then came my son James
My daughter Patricia the third one

Grandchildren are Megan and Alexandra
Boys are Nickolas and Connor
Back to girls Jacquelyn and Samantha

My kids in law I almost missed
Robert, Christopher and Suzanna
And my dog finished the list

poem by Michael Gelb
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Mike Leigh encourages you to choose a person that you know to base your character on. You write a whole list of people that you know and you go through that list in great depth with him. And then he chooses one of those people from your list.

quote by Jane Horrocks
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