Ordinary Advice for an Extraordinary Widow
Shorten your favourite skirt
Four fingers above the knees
And do not put a hem on it
Put on your makeup like a whore
Dye your hair red
And put on your red sandals
Go to the village pub alone
Order the most horrible drink and
Smile at the first man who looks at you
Memories are what
Happened yesterday
Start living again
For you are worth a lot
Every similarity with a character
of a widow I once knew Is intentional.
poem by Jankovic Zoran
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Memories Of Your Yesterday
The rain came down hard
You watched it fall outside
As you spoke of your memories
Memories Of Your Yesterday
Tears ran down your eyes
Your speech was low in tone
All the love and all the fun
And how fast you had grown
Memories Of Your Yesterday
The silver in your hair shines
Eyes that seen so much life
The smile that looks misplaced
Along with your second sight
Memories Of Your Yesterday
poem by Suelynn Walters
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In Your Room
In your room
Where time stands still
Or moves at your will
Will you let the morning come soon
Or will you leave me lying here
In your favourite darkness
Your favourite half-light
Your favourite consciousness
Your favourite slave
In your room
Where souls disappear
Only you exist here
Will you lead me to your armchair
Or leave me lying here
Your favourite innocence
Your favourite prize
Your favourite smile
Your favourite slave
I'm hanging on your words
living on your breath
feeling with your skin
Will I always be here
In your room
Your burning eyes
Cause flames to arise
Will you let the fire die down soon
Or will I always be here
Your favourite passion
Your favourite game
Your favourite mirror
Your favourite slave
I'm hanging on your words
living on your breath
feeling with your skin
Will I always be here
song performed by by Zeraphine
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A Letter to My Daughter Christine
To many miles apart are we now
can i say i'm sorry anyhow
yesterday we talked about what happened
words were said, that should be tossed away
years ago in a far away day
when you both came over to stay
Jimmy is gone now, but your still here
so we have today, yesterday is gone
tomorrow will bring new memories
that we can share my daughter dear
Chris lets start today brand new, the past is long gone
so sorry about things that have happened to you
I love you so much, more than you know
lets make today a brand new start
i know if we do, it will bring a glow to our heart
Memories
Orbison/dees
In a cold december, memories can melt your heart away
In a warm september, you can still remember yesterday
Even in the darkest night when dreams fade away
When your love is gone, youll never be alone in memories
Memories, while walking through a winter snow, memories, when summer breezes start to blow
When true love is far away it may be yours in memories
Memories, while falling leaves just fill the air, memories, when springtime comes and loves not there
Even when you cry, try not to say goodbye to memories
Golden memories can turn the night into day, teach your heart to smile
And live each day a while in memories
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Smile for you
I always smile when i think of you
The one for me, who is always true
The one i turn to
Whatever happened you help me through
I smile for you
I stand perfect in your stength alone
Five years so much weve grown
Take me call me your own
Together we could never be alone
I smile for you
When im sinking in the sand
Only you can understand
You never judge never brand
With you on my feet i always land
I smile for you
My love for you is blind
With it my heart is lined
All around it twined
Eternally there to bind
I smile for you
I'll give you all i have the good the bad
You are the best thing ive ever had
We didnt burn out like a childish fad
For this i am more than glad
I smile for you
I will break into your thoughs
With whats written on my heart
Even though we my be worlds apart
Its worth it all from the start
I smile for you
We will turn out right
Even if its dark we are in the light
Forever together walking where it is bright
Fingers entwined ever so tight
I smile for you
I just want to love you
The again thats nothing new
A long time ago those feelings grew
I know you feel it too
I smile for you
poem by Jess Deaves
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Something Happened To Me Yesterday
Something happened to me yesterday
Something I can't speak of right away
Something happened to me
Something oh so groovy
Something happened to me yesterday
He don't know if it's right or wrong
Maybe he should tell someone
He's not sure just what it was
Or if it's against the law
Something
Something very strange i hear you say
You're talking in a most peculiar way
But something really threw me
Something oh so groovy
Something happend to me yesterday
(Yesterday)
He don't know just where it's gone
He don't really care at all
No one's sure just what it was
Or the meaning and the cause
Something
(What kinda joint is this)
(Take your partners)
Me don't know if it's right or wrong
Maybe he should tell someone
He's not sure just what it was
Or if it's against the law
Something
Someone says there's something more to pay
For sins that you committed yesterday
It's really rather drippy
But something oh so trippy
Something happened to me yesterday
He don't know just where it's gone
He don't really care at all
No one's sure just what it was
Or the meaning and the cause
Something
Someone's singing loud across the bay
Sittin on a mat about to pray
Isn't half as looney
As something oh so groovy
Something happened to me yesterday
He don't know if it's right or wrong
Maybe he should tell someone
He's not sure just what it was
Or if it's against the law
Something
[spoken]
Well thank you very much and now I think it's time for us
All to go. so from all of us to all of you not forgetting
The boys in the band and our producer
song performed by by Rolling Stones from Between The Buttons
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Luna, Come Out and Play
Luna, come out and play;
We’ll do everything like yesterday,
We’ll bike ride down twisting streets
Of the neighborhood.
I would always let you take the lead
In order to gaze at your shimmering ponytail.
Every slight bounce and charming sway
Felt like love.
I often wondered then
If we were not more than best friends?
In July, we would drink
Your mother’s lemonade
And get sun burnt by the pool;
I had to laugh at your kid brother
Who considered me such a fool
For never letting you out of my sight.
Meet me at the library,
We’ll sit out front on the soft grass.
Wear your summer shorts and sandals.
I don’t care who’s watching,
I’ll kiss your ankles until I’m high and dreaming.
Then I’ll walk you home;
And if you let me in,
We’ll play Sinatra,
I’ll lose my hands in your hair.
As we embrace, I’ll pull your hair
Back into that ponytail,
And I swear, we’ll be sixteen again.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Revered
They had no clue who they were!
And it was intentional.
They had no say in their destiny!
And it was intentional.
They were used to entertain.
And for social programs
Monitored and maintained!
They were treated as if they had no brains...
And THAT was intentional!
Stripped of titles and resources.
And it was intentional.
Treated with disrespect and like work horses.
And it was intentional!
Then one day a shift occurs...
And this process from them purged.
A reversal of fortune takes root and grows!
The oppressed no longer depressed,
By this suppression once imposed.
And it IS intentional...
No one mentions them now revered!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Widow of Massacre
Some said she lost,
None said she crossed,
Nothing was known clear
Something about her was fear.
Everything, though said,
She's a widow of massacre.
If asked, she never say,
because witness you can pay,
She lost hee husband,
Then lost her hand.
Everything, though said,
She's a widow of massacre.
Behind her, there're stories,
Behind stories, there's worries,
Her village was ambushed,
And in bullets, washed.
Everything, though said,
She's a widow of massacre.
She survived the claws of wild,
After death of her single child,
Finally she ran to this village,
Where we paid her homage.
Everything, though said
She's a widow of massacre.
poem by Buyunde Acura Sylivester
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There's nothing self-gratifying about knowing you've played a performance where people may easily dislike the character and associate it with you. There's nothing fun about having people suspicious about why you're making work. I'm clearly not networking or making a bid for popularity. I'm following another motivation, and it's not as a provocateur. It's because I'm blinded, like an idiot, by wanting to preserve and express an insight that I have, or an aesthetic that I believe in. I forget that people react to me personally as the representative of that. Did you see a credit for hair and makeup? How can I be a narcissist? I've never even had hair and makeup done for me on a film. I don't even know what I look like as I'm filming.
quote by Vincent Gallo
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All Those Things Happened Yesterday
Yesterday the sun came out
Warming the world, its people
We should be joyous for tomorrow
But all those things happened yesterday
Yesterday the shadows mixed with the wind
Giving us the beauty we deserve
We should be hopeful for tomorrow
But all those things happened yesterday
Yesterday we all came together
Giving everyone a helping hand
We should be happy for tomorrow
But all those things happened yesterday…
Yesterday our country gained so much
Providing us with a longer life to live
We should be grateful that there is a tomorrow
Occupational Therapy
Find me a scissors and some paper,
So I can start to shape her.
First the feet and legs, all two;
Up to the knees then a skirt will do.
Then to the middle to angle at the arms,
Down to the fingers (this is where it gets hard) .
Then once they look presentable,
Off up to the shoulders, curving up at the neck
To a face well rounded.
All done now, our paper cut out of you.
Ready for colouring,
You can begin with the blue :)
poem by Harriet James
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Sally's Goodbye
Sally got up early to find what she could wear,
Then brushed her teeth and combed her hair.
She wasn’t going outside to play,
For today was a very special day.
Sally put on her favourite dress and matching headband,
In her favourite colour she looked so beautiful, just as planned.
‘Are you ready? ’ her daddy said
‘Yes Daddy I am, I’m just making my bed.’
She held her Daddy’s hand as they walked to the car
For she knew someone was watching from afar
They got in the car and drove away
Looking at the white clouds, with a touch of grey.
Everyone was there to give her a hug and kiss
She knew it was a day that no one would miss
In her matching headband and blue dress
As she walked through the doors she said god bless.
The place was decorated just like she thought
There was just enough room for the flowers she brought
Sally went up to the front of the room
And she knew that she would see her Mummy soon.
‘Here you are Mummy, I got these for you’
She was wearing her favourite colour, which was blue.
Sally placed the flowers she carried in her basket
With all the others right on top of her Mum’s casket.
Sally was 7 years old and didn’t understand
That her mummy couldn’t see her pretty blue headband
Daddy came up and placed on some flowers
He smiled, looking at Sally, ‘she’ll know they’re ours’.
They took their seat and began to wait
Most guests were seated, some were late.
The minister talked of a woman so beautiful
A wife, a mother and all things wonderful.
Sally asked Daddy if she could say a word
It was the sweetest thing her Daddy had heard.
‘Of course you can, Mummy would be proud,
Just go up there and remember to speak loud.
Sally walked up the front and stood at the pew
She knew everyone could see her in her dress of blue.
With memories in her head and love in her heart
She cleared her throat and began to start.
‘Mummy was so beautiful and so kind,
When I did things wrong, she would never really mind.
Mummy was very sick, and now she’s in heaven
She missed my birthday, because today I’m seven.
I wore our favourite colour today, I hope she can see
I wore a matching headband, it’s nice, I think she’d agree.
Mummy, I will make sure that Daddy will smile
Because I know that we won’t be seeing you for a while
We miss you more each and every day
But I still see you in my own special way.
I close my eyes, and you are there
Smiling back at me with your long blonde hair.
I love you mummy, you’re the best mum to me
I know that this is the way it has to be
Every time I think of you I will smile
And I will see you in heaven, in just a little while.’
Sally sat down with a smile on her face
Daddy held her in a warm embrace.
‘I’m so proud of you’ Said Daddy with a tear in his eye
It’s not forever Daddy, it’s just a short goodbye.
Sally watched her mummy be carried away,
Her head held high she began to pray,
‘Dear god please take care of my mummy,
she will be the most beautiful angel there will ever be’
poem by Kayla Neil
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Inside of all the makeup and the character and makeup, it's you, and I think that's what the audience is really interested in... you, how you're going to cope with the situation, the obstacles, the troubles that the writer put in front of you.
quote by Gregory Peck
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Wont Get Fooled Again
Wont get fooled agian
Well be fighting in the streets with our children at our feet and the morals
That they worship will be gone and the men who spurred us on sit in judgement
Of all wrong they decide and the shotgun sings the song Ill tip my hat to the
New constitution take a bow for the new revolution smile and grin at the change
All around pick up my guitar and play just like yesterday then Ill get on my
Knees and pray we dont get fooled again the change, it had to come we knew it
All along we were liberated from the fold, thats all and the world looks just
The same and history aint changed cause the banners, they are flown in the
Next war
Ill tip my hat to the new constitution take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around pick up my guitar and play just like
Yesterday
Then Ill get on my knees and pray we dont get fooled again no, no! Ill move
Myself and my family aside if we happen to be left half alive Ill get all my
Papers and smile at the sky though I know that the hypnotized never lie do ya?
Theres nothing in the streets looks any different to me and the slogans are
Replaced, by-the-bye and the parting on the left are now parting on the right
And the beards have all grown longer overnight Ill tip my hat to the new
Constitution take a bow for the new revolution smile and grin at the change all
Around pick up my guitar and play just like yesterday then Ill get on my knees
And pray we dont get fooled again dont get fooled again no, no!
Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! meet the new boss same as the old boss
song performed by by Van Halen
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After The Love Has Gone
David foster, jay graydon & bill champlin
For awhile to love was all we could do
We were young and we knew
And our eyes were alive
Deep inside we knew our love was true
For awhile we paid no mind to the past
We knew love would last
Evry night somethin right
Would invite us to begin the dance
Somethin happened along the way
What used to be happy was sad
Somethin happened along the way
And yesterday was all we had
And oh after the love has gone
How could you lead me on
And not let me stay around
Oh oh oh afterthe love has gone
What used to be right is wrong
Can love thats lost be found
For awhile to love each other with all
We would ever need
Love was strong for so long
Never knew that what was
Wrong oh baby wasnt right
We tried to find what we had
Till sadness was all we shared
We were scared this affair would lead our love into
Somethin happened along the way
Yesterday was all we had
Somethin happened along the way
What used to be happy is sad
Somethin happened along the way
Oh yesterday was all we had
And oh after the love has gone
How could you lead me on
And not let me stay around
Oh oh oh after the love has gone
What used to be right is wrong
Can love thats lost be found
Oh oh oh oh oh oh after the love has gone
What used to be right is wrong
Can love thats lost be found
Oh woh woh after the love has gone
What used to be right is wrong
Can love thats lost be found
Oh woh woh after the love has gone
What used to be right is wrong
Can love thats lost be found
Oh woh woh
Oh woh woh after the love has gone
What used to be right is wrong
Can love thats lost be found
Woh woh woh after the love has gone
What used to be right is wrong
Can love thats lost be found
Woh woh woh
song performed by by Earth Wind And Fire
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After The Love Has Gone
For awhile to love was all we could do
we were young and we knew
and our eyes were alive
Deep inside we knew our love was true
For awhile we paid no mind to the past
we knew love would last
Ev'ry night somethin' right
would invite us to begin the dance
Somethin' happened along the way
what used to be happy was sad
Somethin' happened along the way
and yesterday was all we had
And oh after the love has gone
how could you lead me on
and not let me stay around
Oh oh oh afterthe love has gone
what used to be right is wrong
Can love that's lost be found
For awhile to love each other with all
we would ever need
Love was strong for so long
never knew that what was
wrong oh baby wasn't right
We tried to find what we had
till sadness was all we shared
We were scared this affair would lead our love into
Somethin' happened along the way
yesterday was all we had
Somethin' happened along the way
what used to be happy is sad
Somethin' happened along the way
oh yesterday was all we had
And oh after the love has gone
how could you lead me on
and not let me stay around
Oh oh oh after the love has gone
what used to be right is wrong
Can love that's lost be found
Oh oh oh oh oh oh after the love has gone
what used to be right is wrong
Can love that's lost be found
Oh woh woh after the love has gone
what used to be right is wrong
Can love that's lost be found
Oh woh woh after the love has gone
what used to be right is wrong
Can love that's lost be found
Oh woh woh
Oh woh woh after the love has gone
what used to be right is wrong
Can love that's lost be found
Woh woh woh after the love has gone
what used to be right is wrong
Can love that's lost be found
Woh woh woh
song performed by by Earth Wind & Fire
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Rupert
Rupert:
Sey yuh waan know Rupert
Blouse and skirt (repeat)
Sey yuh waan know Rupert
Blouse and skirt (repeat)
Verse 1:
Mi get up dis mawning
Sey mi nah ga a nuh work
Put on a pants and a likkle pretty shirt
Yow burn steel wi a go mek a gal splurt
Me hear a man start lick out alert
People dead! Me sey who? - Rupert
Mi go over deh a mi go see him inna dirt
Di way how me bex, mi sey everybody hurt
Mi a di fus' man sey, nuh mek di jeep splurt
A man draw fi a stone outta di dirt
And sey A obstacle must get hurt
Boop an lick a girl in har skirt
Mi hear she shout out Blouse and skirt
Dem deh time blood a decorate di skirt
Rupert:
Sey you waa know Rupert
Blouse and skirt (repeat)
Sey yuh waa know Rupert
Blouse and skirt
Verse 2:
Bop! Bop! shot start fire
A man sey "Hombre come we retire"
Shines say "no man, puncture di tire"
Yeah! Yuh go dweet, cause yuh a Bag-A-Wire
Bop!Bop! more shot start pop
"What is a uzi dat, no is a glock"
Yow! Stop yuh noise man, a chat you love chat?
See smoke deh, a tear gas
Tek yuh sheet dem, move di mattras
Lock di door from di bottom to di top
Mi did wake but mi gone sleep back
Mi naw go out deh fi get nuh gun shot -
Rupert:
Suh yuh nuh know Rupert, alright
Blouse and skirt
Verse 3:
Mi a go tell yuh how di youth get hurt
Him sey him eat till him belly did a run
So him wake up and go do-do Over di burial ground
So a come him a come See a jeep and go run
Bow! an dem shoot him dung
A man started to talk whey did dumb
Three couple man jump a fence Whey dem
Nobody know dem nuh waa get gun dung
Rupert:
Sey yuh know Rupert
Blouse and Skirt
Repeat
Verse 4:
As him a come di door lock An look how long it did open
yet him inna line, thru dem start back voting
Look how much time poor people heart been broken
Long time dem a dweet dem fi stop di joking
Mine what yuh drinking, Mine what yuh smoking
Life worth living don't tek it fi joke ting
Yuh nuh see poker box, stop pay out token
Rupert:
Sey yuh nuh know Rupert
Blouse and Skirt
Verse 5:
Learn if yuh white an yuh can learn if yuh black
God give yuh breath and him can tek it whey back
Wrong yuh doing, a full time yuh fi stop
Shot a kill people more than how dem have heart-a-tack
Mi sey mek some more way and dem set some more trap
A good thing mi find out sey ants falla fat
Mi nuh drink outta dem glass Mi nuh eat outta dem pot
Sey dem bright like a bulb But dem dunce like a bat (So whey
Smaddy get shot - Rupert
song performed by by Zebra
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Sandals
She wears
sandals.
Her mother
bought her
the leather
sandals
as a birthday
present;
She presents
the sandals
to the
world.
Not to
me.
I feel
like
an outstripped
sandal
when
she
takes
off
the sandals
in
my
bed.
poem by Afrodita Nikolova
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A Widow
It's hard to be a widow.
They think of you as one.
And all you ever think of
is how you two had begun.
Couple, pair, twosome,
partners all through life.
Then one day it's over.
You used to be a wife.
Now you eat your meals
all by yourself
and go to bed alone.
You see the chair
across from you
and you'd always known
there'd be a time when one of you
would leave before the other.
And now you're left with children.
You're known as just a mother.
It's hard to be a widow
but there's nothing you can do.
You keep your memories to yourself
when all you knew were two.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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