Picture
When I see your picture it brings tears in my eyes,
When I see a picture of you and I makes me want to cry more,
I know that I messed up our relationship but that don’t mean we still can’t be friends,
I can see that your happy with her and that you have better life now that I am out of yours,
All the mean and hateful things we said to each other is in the past,
At last you can rest in peace,
All I can ever see is you and I falling a part from this world,
We are not meant to be I understand that now,
All I want is you to be happy,
Every now on then I go through the pictures and say how sorry I am,
The pictures of you and I won’t get ripped or deleted those are for me to keep as a memory of you and I.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Sad picture piece
The picture we took together
And put together piece by piece
All of us as a Group
With smiles on our faces we
Were laughing together
Creating what we thought
Was a big happy picture
Now in the future we look
At that big picture piece
And see a sad picture piece
Comparing it to today, most of us…
Dead, war reached us.
What use to be happy picture piece.
Turned to what it really was.
A sad picture piece we put together
As a Group.
Smiling, laughing, naive
Naïve of what the future
Could bring
Friends dying, revealing what they
Really did with there life
In the past, happy as can be
Together wishing for more
Seeing that picture now
Remembering all the thing’s I had
In the past, also with things I lost
Now you see a picture with lies
But also the truth
Both makes the group shot of friends
We put together
A big, but small sad picture piece.
poem by Marcellus Watts
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This Is The Picture
Excellent birds
Flying birds
Excellent birds
Watch them fly, there they go
Falling snow
Excellent snow
Here it comes. watch it fall
Long words
Excellent words
I can hear them now
This is the picture, this is the picture
This is the picture, this is the picture
Im sitting by the window
Watching the snow fall
Im looking out
And Im moving, turning in time
Catching up. moving in
Jump up! I can land on my feet. look out!
This is the picture, this is the picture
This is the picture, this is the picture
Looking out. watching out
When I see the future I close my eyes
I can see it now
I see pictures of people, rising up
Pictures of people, falling down
I see pictures of people
Theyre standing on their heads, theyre ready
Theyre looking out, look out!
Theyre watching out, watch out!
Theyre looking out, look out!
Theyre watching out, watch out!
I see pictures of people
I see pictures of people
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Picture Book
Picture yourself when youre getting old,
Sat by the fireside a-pondering on[? ].
Picture book, pictures of your mama, taken by your papa a long time ago.
Picture book, of people with each other, to prove they love each other a long ago.
Na, na, na, na, na na.
Na, na, na, na, na na.
Picture book.
Picture book.
A picture of you in your birthday suit,
You sat in the sun on a hot afternoon.
Picture book, your mama and your papa, and fat old uncle charlie out cruising with their friends.
Picture book, a holiday in august, outside a bed and breakfast in sunny southend.
Picture book, when you were just a baby, those days when you were happy, a long time ago.
Na, na, na, na, na na.
Na, na, na, na, na na.
Picture book.
Picture book.
Picture book.
Picture book.
Picture book,
Na, na, na, na na,
Na, na, na, na na,
A-scooby-dooby-doo.
Picture book,
Na, na, na, na na,
Na, na, na, na na,
A-scooby-dooby-doo.
Picture book, pictures of your mama, taken by your papa a long time ago.
Long time ago,
Long time ago,
Long time ago,
Long time ago,
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
song performed by by Kinks
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Captured Memory
stuck in a moment
a split second
a picture of joy or even lament
You may have smiled
or maybe not
without the picture you would of forgot
Stuck in a scapbook
stuck in time
I am the picture and the picture is mine
Forever in my memory
forever in my mind
I have my pictures of memory sealed and signed
A split second it was captured
Into my past
A way to remember, and a memory find
poem by Summer Song
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So What Do We All Have In Common?
Thank you class.
I am glad all of us here,
Have agreed to take pictures of ourselves,
As an assigment.
Take a good look at each picture.
Now...
Pass your picture to your classmate.
Everyone do this quickly please.
No laughing.
Now...
With the scissors,
Cut away everything you see...
We all have that is common and familiar.
'There will leave nothing left to our pictures.'
Would you repeated that, Jack.
'There will leave nothing left to our pictures.'
Saying what?
'We all have the same thing in common.'
So what has happened to the picture?
'There is no picture.
There is nothing left to see.'
So what do we all have in common?
'Nothing! '
Well...uh...well...er um...
You've missed my point,
Entirely!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Inside the pictures frame
Inside the pictures frame
~
Light breaks in the picture frame
A morning caught over a lake
Or a maidens beautiful smile
The sun cutting through the trees
Shadows falling away
A story begins in every picture
A tale waits to be told
The sound of laughter begins
In a memory of sweet joy
Light breaks in the picture frame
A moment captured for posterity
That the world is held
To forever look upon this scene
Feel its warmth, enjoy its memory
A new day beginning
A maiden or a child’s smile
Kept inside the pictures frame
Where a light forever breaks
poem by Matthew Holloway
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for Norma...
she sends pictures of
herself in Holland
with the tulips in full
bloom and teeming
as background,
beyond is the shadow
of the windmill,
the usual symbol of
what the place is
all about,
she is smiling
somehow mathematics
comes into the picture
a little analyzing goes
this way: she has cancer
and she does not tell
anybody, but how did i
know about it, is something
that i am original and
say resourceful in all
aspects: people feed people
with other people's malady
and they toast coffee
and have a sympathetic
talk about it,
she lives alone and thrives
on her monthly pension
something not more than
enough for
a chemotherapeutic
session, (how many sessions
more?)
did she wear a wig when
that picture was taken?
(how secretly do we keep
diseases
of the mind?) and how happy
can feigned happiness last?
how pretentious can pictures
be sometimes?
well, this must be that,
spread happiness, no matter
how fake it has become
people must be happy,
oh! these are the happy real
children of God.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The pictures are created by the listener, with a little help from the broadcaster. The pictures are perfect. If you're showing pictures, different things in that picture can distract from the spoken word.
quote by Bob Edwards
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A Picture From Lifes Other Side
Recorded by hank williams, sr.
Arranged by hank williams, sr.
Capo: 2nd fret/key: e/play: d
[d] in the worlds mighty gallery of pictures
Hang the [g] scenes that are painted from life [d]
Theres pictures of love and of passion
Then theres [e7] pictures of peace and of [a7] strife
There hang [d] pictures of youth and of beauty
Of old [g] age and the blushing young [d] bride
They all [g] hang on the wall - but the [d] saddest of all
Are the [a7] pictures from lifes other [d] side.
[d] just a picture from lifes other side
Some-[g] one has fell by the way [d]
A life has gone out with the tide
That [e7] might have been happy some [a7] day
Theres a [d] poor old mother at home
Shes [g] watching and waiting a-[d] lone
Just [g] longing to hear - from a [d] loved one so dear
Its just a [a7] picture from lifes other [d] side.
The first scene is that of a gambler
Who had lost all his money at play
An he draws his dead mothers ring from his finger
That she wore long ago on her wedding day
Its his last earthly treasure, but he stakes it
Then he bows his head that his shame he may hide
But, when they lifted his head - they found he was dead
Thats just a picture from lifes other side.
Now the last scene is that by the river
Of a heart-broken mother and babe
As the harbor lights shine and they shiver
On an outcast whom no one will save
And yet, she was once a true woman
She was somebodys darlin and pride
God help her, she leaps - for theres no one to weep
Its just a picture from lifes other side.
Extra verse:
The next was a scene of two brothers
Whose pathways so diffrent had led
One lived the life of a rich man
The other one begged for his bread
Then one night they met on the highway
Your money or life, the thief cried
And then with his knife - took his own brothers life
Its just a picture from lifes other side.
song performed by by Hank Williams
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People Take Picture Of Each Other
People take pictures of the Summer,
Just in case someone thought they had missed it,
And to proved that it really existed.
Fathers take pictures of the mothers,
And the sisters take pictures of brothers,
Just to show that they love one another.
You can't picture love that you took from me,
When we were young and the world was free.
Pictures of things as they used to be,
Don't show me no more, please.
People take pictures of each other,
Just to prove that they really existed,
Just to prove that they really existed.
People take pictures of each other,
And the moment to last them for ever,
Of the time when they mattered to someone.
People take pictures of the Summer,
Just in case someone thought they had missed it,
Just to proved that it really existed.
People take pictures of each other,
And the moment to last them for ever,
Of the time when they mattered to someone.
Picture of me when I was just three,
Sucking my thumb by the old oak tree.
Oh how I love things as they used to be,
Don't show me no more, please.
song performed by by Kinks
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Christmas Pictures With Santa Claus
Well its three weeks till Christmas
and the Goff family pictures with
Santa Claus have yet to be taken.
I'm like any other wife or mother
who has a unreasonable lazy lump
of a husband and ungreatful
children all I'm asking for is one
little picture to slap on a Christmas
Card is that too much to expect?
I'd get more respect from a monkey.
Well the apt. is for 5: 00p.m
and its already 4: 15p.m.
Well the picture has been taken
family and friends please forgive
me for these pictures there was
no time for retakes.
You have witnessed the
Goff Family and what really like
a barrel of funny monkeys.
husband- sleeping
Kristina- eyes closed
Billy-tongue sticking out
Dillon- fingers in ears.
'' MERRY CHRISTMAS''
and a Darn holly jolly
HAPPY NEW YEAR
Mom needs a stiff drink
dedicate to all wives and mothers
HO HO
GAYLE GOFF
DEC 2008
poem by Gayle Anne Goff
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Pictures In My Mind
Sweet nighttime pictures in my mind
have made it hard to sleep.
Can't I change them into dreams,
the kind I want to keep?
They've got me wide-awake in bed
wondering why they're here?
I should be sleeping soundlessly
but they just won't disappear.
Pictures of dancing and sweet romancing,
things that are no longer around,
I need to stop these pictures
and keep my feet on the ground.
Pictures of moonbeams shining
with a glow that warms my heart,
I close my eyes and I see you
and now my eyes start to smart.
The pictures become too blurry
for tears have formed in my eyes.
I wipe them and look for the pictures.
They're gone and I realize
that they were pictures of younger days
when all we ever knew
was passion and sweet embraces.
These were pictures of me and you.
And so as I lie here next to you
and wait for sleep to come,
I content myself with these scenes I've had
for I remember where they're from.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Hypnotixed
Two pictures laid on an amp
I'm broken like strings on guitars again
I saw your car parked next to a bridge
I think it was yours, I don't know, I can't tell
I saw your picture in a magazine
I decided to talk to you, what the hell?
Twin pictures in a magazine
There's two of you, I'm a lone sad rebel
Sad rebel
Your eyes
Your eyes
Your eyes
Hypnotize
Don't tell me to stay again
I believe in the things I can't see and I'm right
Nobody's gonna shove me down
You can turn me away, but I'm turned on all night
I saw your picture in a magazine
I decided to talk to you, what the hell?
What the hell?
Twin pictures in a magazine
There's two of you, I'm a lone sad rebel
Sad rebel
Your eyes
Your eyes
Your eyes
Hypnotize
Hypnotize
Hypnotize
Hypnotize
song performed by by Ryan Adams
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A Poem For A. M.
i know of a guy
who hates pictures
he does not own
a camera despite
his money
a fact that he lost most
of them
in anything
except pictures
by social conventions
as he is in this
circle
somehow he cannot escape
pictures taken
but he would see to it
that his body is covered
his face behind
the rest of the other
happy faces because
no matter how he
tries to expand the size
of his smile
his sadness still invades his
eyes like
a skin disease
without cure
i tell him once about this
noticeable phenomenon
and he breaks into tears
like a mad woman
put inside bars
there is this fear
this certain sadness that
stays within
somehow we are able to hide it
as strangers knowing how to conceal their names
on ships which are about
to face the storm
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Soon They Will Fade To
These pictures that hang upon my wall
Showing different memories coming from them all
That just seem to fade away
Till there's only pictures left to say
I was happy,
I had fun
My life was perfect
But soon these pictures
Will fade as well
Till there's no memories
No pictures to say
I was happy
I had fun
My life was perfect
Nothing to tell you to keep strong
Nothing to say i love you
Nothing left at all....
poem by Sxc Babe Xxx
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Sing This All Together
Why don't we sing this song all together
Open our heads let the pictures come
And if we close all our eyes together
Then we will see where we all come from
Pictures of us through the steamy haze
Picture of us painted in our place
Why don't we sing this song all together
Open our heads let the pictures come
And if we close all our eyes together
Then we will see where we all come from
Why don't we sing this song all together
Open our heads let the pictures come
And if we close all our eyes together
Then we will see where we all come from
Pictures of us beating on our drum
Never stopping til the rain has come
Why don't we sing this song all together
Open our heads let the pictures come
And if we close all our eyes together
Then we will see where we all come from
song performed by by Rolling Stones from Their Satanic Majesties Request
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As Happy, Happy, Happy As Can Be
Bricklayer’s like to keep their spirit levels high
Joiner’s and Chippie’s will raise the rafters
They do the things that brings them joy
Things that give them the laughter’s
Their as happy, happy, happy as can be
Nurse’s keep their humour tender
Clown’s like to act the fool
Heating engineer’s like it hot
Ice cream makers keep it cool
Their all happy, happy, happy as can be
I like to be in your arms
Saying I love you’ listening to you saying I love you too
I like to see your smiling eyes
In which my smiling eyes look into
Then I am as happy, happy, happy as can be
You make me so happy, happy, happy as can be
Happiness is me as happy, happy, happy as can be
In love and as happy, happy, happy as can be
In love with you happy forever in love
As happy, happy, happy as can be
poem by Michael Micmac Mccrory
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The Dance
See the picture in the hall
Framed in magic on the wall
Aint it funny how it glows
Whats on the inside
No one knows
What makes this picture
So inviting
To those who stand outside it
Maybe its the dancers
Or maybe its the dance
The dancer dances
Thousands fill the gallery
They pay their price to see a dream
They can make believe for free
Two hours worth of fantasy
Maybe they pretend
The pictures them
Or maybe they just love
To sit and blend
Tonight the picture has no frame
Colours unleash and float away
To each and everyone of you
Tonight the spirit brings the news
You become a part of it all
Thousands turn to one in the hall
You become the dancer
And we become the dance
The dancer dances
The dancer dances
The dancer dances
And we become the dancer
And you become the dance
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Homebound
before he left the U.S.
HE took pictures of himself sleeping
no one believes that it was him who took that picture
someone theorizes
someone was beside him
another lonely body to another lonely body on that winter time
but it is really true
he will always be alone
and will always be alone
he repeats it so many times that it has become the sound of the
monotonous loneliness that he is finally leaving
he took the pictures of his breakfast
some greens
his lunch something oily
and his supper
something like cheesy pasta
he took every detail of that lonely room
then he viewed them again
when he was on that 17-hour flight back home
before the plane landed in Manila
he deleted everything
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Moving Pictures
Life is only a moving picture
Nothing in life is a permanent fixture
Oh no oh oh no
Black girls, white girls oh what a mixture
Looking as pretty as a picture
Oh no oh oh no
We live, we die no one knows why
We come, we go we see the show
And its always moving, always moving
Life is only a moving picture
Oh, life can sometimes not be very nice
But then you make your choice so you must pay the price
You take the good and bad cos lifes all work and play
And it soon fades away
Oh no oh oh no
Life is only what you make out
So make the verses rhyme and all the pieces fit
There isnt any time to make much sense of it
It soon fades away
Oh no oh oh no
Life is only a moving picture
Nothing in life is a permanent fixture
Oh no oh oh no
We live, we die no one knows why
We come, we go we see the show
And its always moving, always moving
Look at all those moving pictures
Nothing in life is a permanent fixture
Oh no oh oh no
Its only moving, only moving, only moving pictures
song performed by by Kinks
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