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In Search Of

May I wanderlust a moment,
Persue a place subline,

Approaching silent meadows,
Lax'd and unconfined.

Prehaps discover treasures,
Priceless to receive,

When reality and myself,
Slowly interweave.

poem by Heather Burns
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Priceless

The fact that you
You think you can
Speak to me
The way you do
It pains me to believe that you
Have never stepped out of the skin you've lived with
And then, and if
This day occurs
Your tongue, the taste
Will immitate a battery
The anti-equilibrium
Your stomach becomes the floor
The look on your face was priceless!
The look on your face was priceless!
Yes, the look on your face was priceless!
That look, it was...
A light goes on
Up stairs, the attic is a place of solitaire
Isn't big enough for both of us
So who will swim in eel infested oceans
Kiss and say goodbye
because the tide is coming up and in
Yeah, water, water, water everywhere!
And every chance to sink!
The look on your face was priceless!
The look on your face was priceless!
Yes, the look on your face was priceless!
That look, it was so priceless
It's a proclamation
Of the things you aren't
The ways you wish you were
A split second
Percieving of the way you really look to everyone of them
I wish that you could see because
I wish that you could see
The look on your face was priceless!
The look on your face was priceless!
Yes, the look on your face was priceless!
That look, it was so priceless

song performed by by Incubus
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Wanderlust

Light out wanderlust
Head us out to sea
Captain says therell be a bust
This ones not for me
Take us from the dark
Out where we can see
Captains out to make his mark
This ones not for me
Light out wanderlust
Help us to be free
Light out wanderlust
Do it just for me
Wanderlust
Oh where did I go wrong my love?
What petty grime was I found guilty of?
What better time to find a brand new day?
Oh - wanderlust away
Light out wanderlust
Help us to be free
Light out wanderlust
Do it just for me
Wanderlust
Captains out to make his mark
This ones not to be
Light out wanderlust
Head us out to sea
Captain says therell be a bust
This ones not for me
Counter melody
Oh where did I go wrong my love?
What petty grime was I found guilty of?
What better time to find a brand new day?
Oh wanderlust away
Dropping a line
Maybe this time
Its wanderlust for me

song performed by by Paul McCartney
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Waiting in the Sunset (Sonnet 7)

The moment I hear the waves crash and tear
At the walls of my shelter, slowly worn
Slowly giving way, with little to spare
Little to gain from the old, dead and torn
The moment I take flight; the moment sworn
The moment I see that tasteful sunset
That beautiful glance at your face adorned
With colors gleaming, fading; I regret
I hang me head lowly I just can't let
You slip away this one last tempting time
I have to savor the moment I met
You, words could not pantomime
The one moment I could receive you fading
Fading in the sunset, I have to stop waiting

poem by Robert Lawrence
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If We Are Not Here to Give and Receive

If we are not here to give and receive...
Why are we blessed with arms to reach.
And hands to offer,
What we have to share?

Why would our hearts be where there are...
With legs attached,
To move as we choose...
To distances near or far?
With minds when unconfined,
Can be anywhere and at any time!

If we are not here to give and receive.
And to believe,
That is why we are here.
Then why do some deny others the gifts...
They have been given to collect,
But they elect...
Just to let sit to do nothing with?

As things they witness dust and rust...
Providing them an emptiness.
With a faith they must keep trusted.
And an absence of their happiness,
Allowing themselves to be burdened...
With feelings to fulfill,
An unadmitted insignificance...
Enclosing within them,
As they pretend to hush this alone...
Condoning.
In a silent crush!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Add Onto A Collection Of Experiences

The choices made we make,
For our lives to ensure no heartbreaks.
Fixed to a perfectness approved.
To later realize a buyer's remorse,
Wishing for an instant removal from it...
Depends on what is to us received.
Or believed what to us has been sold,
As a purchase to increase...
Those accepted possibilities.
With definitive choices to choose our escapes.

It takes one being awake,
To recognize safety nets are not in place.
It takes one being unafraid,
To face the 'opportunity' to make mistakes.
With a feeling later to discover,
It is okay...
To live a life falling down.
With a getting up from the ground.
Just to add onto a collection of experiences.
And those we keep as priceless treasures.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Chocolate Butter

'Chocolate butter?
I have 'never' heard of it before.'

That's just how rare it is.

'Where can I get some? '

When do you want some?

'How much is it? '

Priceless if I give it.

'Priceless?
Priceless if you do what? '

I only mentioned it,
Because it is to you...
I've decided I want to give it to?

'And...
How are you going to do that? '

I've got the time.
Find any place you want...
To begin the churn.

'How much of it can I have? '

That's entirely up to you.
But I'm telling you now...
I will do not be rushing through the process!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Feel the Moment

Feel the moment
And be present.
Smell the aroma of the moment
And never show that you are absent.

Feel the moment
The moment of dialogue
The moment of possibilities
The moment of expectation.
The moment of love.

Grab the moment
Treasure it as a priceless jewel
Claim it as a great gift
Hold it as your very own.

poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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The Child, The Man And The Old Man....

i look at the child
at the farther nook of a old house.
there is no chair and beside the door
is a box, it is empty
and the child in fear
took its hiding there
a favorite place
safety box, safe house,
the four corners are
so silent
and the child is happy
asleep in a moment.....

time travels like horses with wings.

there is a man
with a long bird his toenails
are long, no time to cut them

it throat is swollen
bacterial infection again
or the weather changes
cold this time then hot in
a moment
dusts all over the place
and white painted houses

it is lonely, child and man
at the same time
and not one of him speaks
they become one box
and one flap opens to
a sky

always there are
no extra hands. it is reality.

there is an old man
with words of thread
sewing upon its lips.

there is a very dark night.
the child, the man and the old man
are asleep
inside a box, safe and
silent.

there is no morning.
it is final.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Y.. Reality

Reality
Is dark and gloomy
But I see so much light

Reality
Is negative and bad
But I see so much goodness

Reality
Is falsehood and deceit
But I see so much honesty

Reality
is ugly and hideous
But I see so much beauty

Reality may be changing slowly
Please try to see
Take a look together with me

poem by Aufie Zophy
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Get to Stepping and Adventure Your Life

Travel on!
My brothers.
Travel on...
My sisters, fathers, mothers.
And others who recover,
From disturbance they discover.

Travel on...
All you people under steeples,
Who can not get off your knees.
As your backs are burden with such guilt,
To plead forgiveness endlessly.

Travel on...
To see your life as it should be.
Unlimited with happiness!
Believe it and receive.