A clever young man named Navid,
A Karate recruit of great deed,
Was full of youth's bloom
And would dash round the room
And be chopping the air at great speed.
(Written Nov 2012)
quote by by John Carter Brown
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Eternal Love
Immortal love we always need,
Less than that becomes a weed,
Oh, great love, you often feed,
Very young lovers and then lead,
Eternal happiness with a little seed,
Obstinate to carry out a great deed,
Baby you know my love is great,
Love can make us one and create,
Youth that will never die or fade,
Youth that doesn't grudge or hate,
Old age never affects our souls,
Under our flesh, great love recalls,
Better days we lived and still enjoy,
An easy life with our little boy,
But deep inside our love increases,
You know love fights all diseases.
poem by Omar Jabak
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A ravenous diner named Sam
Who, very partial to strawberry jam,
With no hint of a pause
Opened wide his great jaws
And through them piled all he could cram.
(Written Oct 2012)
quote by by John Carter Brown
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Don't Forget who is your Father
God is Great
He created you and me so ladies and gentleman
he is the only person to praise and pray
Cause some of us we pray Alan people you pray him
who is him God is the one who created us
so guys help me to Thank him every time i'm sick i call him cause
he is the hiller the killer of diseases in the world
Help me to sing.
How great is our God sing with me how great is our God
all we sing is how great is our God age to age praise his
Great great great great great
great great great great great great great
great great great great great great great
great great great great great great great great great great great
GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD..
Thank you Help me pliz.
poem by Ruvimbo Daisy Matsika
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The Karate Girl
I am the karate girl in town and,
I am seeking for your love;
For it is just a great joy to meet you and to know you.
I have been sleeping for four hundred years but now,
I am awake and to love you;
I am like the flying insects that walk on all fours,
And like two turtlrdoves and two young pigeons;
So stand straight on the doorway of love and,
Let me warm you up with my karate-movements.
I have a skin of milk to let you sleep all day,
And like the bull and the goat;
With the two-dimensional arrays of love to share,
For my act is all that you need tonight.
The source of my flow,
The nakedness of your law had exposed us!
And from the three-dimensional arrays of love,
But we are now like the sheep and the cow.
Twelve loaves of bread from the source of my milk,
And of the four-dimensional arrays of peace;
I asked for your name and you gave me your nakedness,
Because the highways were deserted as we walked along.
They've taken the spoil and the plunder,
We've taken our love and out emotions,
And like the sword without and the terror within!
But i am still the karate girl on the mission of love.
I am here to love you and,
I am filled with the spirit of wisdom to teach you;
For my trade is full of energy and of the movements,
But you will surely catch up to me on this love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Glitterball
Full of doubt, took the easy way out
Always said they couldnt find their place
Among some real dark stuff, they got to thinking enough
Remember halcyon days
Well spend our time with a bottle of wine
And a love that knows no human state
Never got to wake up early
Never got to feel so poorly
As the great unloved go dancing all the way
Glitterball - radiate round the hall
Lifts me up - then leaves me to fall
Glitterball - radiate round the hall
As the great unloved go dancing all the way
One step, two step, three step, four
Drag me to the middle, then you pulled me to the floor
Glitterball - radiate round the hall
As the great unloved go dancing all the way
And Ive been captured by imagination
I feel the faint vibration in the air
Been taken hostage by the one creation
Anticipate the night thats in your hair
Glitterball - radiate round the hall
Lifts me up - then leaves me to fall
Glitterball - radiate round the hall
As the great unloved go dancing all the way
Glitterball - radiate round the hall
Lifts me up - then leaves me to fall
Glitterball - radiate round the hall
As the great unloved go dancing all the way
One step, two step, three step, four
Drag me to the middle, then you pulled me to the floor
Glitterball - radiate round the hall
As the great unloved go dancing all the way
One final day
As the great unloved go dancing all the way
Dont make me wait
As the great unloved go dancing all the way
Dont make me wait
As the great unloved go dancing all the way
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song performed by by Simple Minds
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Hats Off To You Dr. Cameron and JoAnn
Dr. Cameron with your shiny bright smile
let me stay longer and rest for a while.
I really felt rested finally at last-
your acupuncture worked
I slept better that night on my back.
Thank you Dr. Cameron for your sincere concern
reminding me to build strength; be merry
which I took to heart and learned.
Dr. Cameron has studied in Japan and China too
He knows a lot about pain management
meditation and Qi Gong which is true.
Jo Ann who is your receptionist is sweet and great
Jo Ann made room for me that very same day.
Jo Ann is very spiritual and has given me great advice
she knows firsthand and feels it's a blessing I have a new life.
All of your clients take their hats off to both of you!
Your clients feel at home and soothed-
receiving healing acupuncture that makes them feel renewed!
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 28,2012
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 28,2012
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poem by Suzae Chevalier
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I saw young men, boys just out of school (Villanelle)
I saw young men, boys just out of school,
working men with university degrees
far too clever to be any anyone’s fool
being called up for war, being tossed into its whirlpool
set on fire and burning like a bunch of trees.
I saw young men, boys just out of school,
who over war did not drool
but hated every moment of it, men with great qualities
far too clever to be anyone’s fool
who’s lives were threaded out like from a spool,
treated like mere sediment, dregs, refuse, like lees.
I saw young men, boys just out of school,
in places flaming hot, icy cold wearing jerseys of wool,
praying, standing in the wilderness on their knees
far too clever to be any anyone’s fool
with pierced bodies draining in bloody pool after bloody pool
becoming the sons of Cain, the devils own employees
and I saw young men, boys just out of school,
far too clever to be any anyone’s fool.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Great Beyond
(berry/buck/mills/stipe)
Ive watched the stars fall silent from your eyes
All the sights that I have seen
I cant believe that I believed I wished
That you could see
Theres a new planet in the solar system
Theres nothing up my sleeve
(chorus 1)
Im pushing an elephant up the stairs
Im tossing up punchlines that were never there
Over my shoulder a piano falls
Crashing to the ground
And all this talk of time
Talk is fine
And I dont want to stay around
Why cant we pantomime, just close our eyes
And sleep sweet dreams
Being here with wings on our feet
(repeat chorus 1)
(chorus 2)
Im breaking through
Im bending spoons
Im keeping flowers in full bloom
Im looking for answers from the great beyond
I want the hummingbirds, the dancing bears
Sweetest dreams of you
Look into the stars
Look into the moon
(repeat chorus 1)
(repeat chorus 2 2x)
Im breaking through
Im bending spoons
Im keeping flowers in full bloom
Im looking for answers from the great, answers from the great
Im breaking through
Im bending spoons
Im keeping flowers in full bloom
Im looking for answers from the great, answers from the great, answers
song performed by by REM
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Augustine My Great Friend
Augustine who is from another planet far away,
came to live in Minnesota one day.
City of Bemidji he did stay when young,
I never met him there for he was already gone.
He moved to New Jersey where I am from.
I didn't meet him there either,
but soon I would meet him in the sunshine state.
He has a friendly smile and good taste.
Augustine knows Spanish and he can play the guitar,
he lived in South America which is quite far.
He taught English to the military there,
he was a great teacher, even though students
fell asleep sitting in their chairs.
Augustine bought me a great Twianese brunch,
which tasted great for a lunch.
Augustine is a great friend,
he bought me some groceries when my job did end.
Augustine is a great chef,
he is Italian so he knows Italian dinners the best.
Can't wait to taste his Italian cuisine,
more fun times with Augustine.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on February 10,2012
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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There was a young fella named Pete
Who was born with two uneven feet;
He was tall - a six-footer,
But veered to the gutter
Whenever he walked down the street.
(Written Nov 2012)
quote by by John Carter Brown
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A saucy young farm-girl named Kay
Went quietly missing one day;
She was caught on the farm
With a boy on her arm
Up to goodness knows what, in the hay.
(Written Oct 2012)
quote by by John Carter Brown
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Great Beyond
Ive watched the stars fall silent from your eyes
All the sights that I have seen
I cant believe that I believed I wished
That you could see
Theres a new planet in the solar system
There is nothing up my sleeve
Im pushing an elephant up the stairs
Im tossing up punchlines that were never there
Over my shoulder a piano falls
Crashing to the ground
And all this talk of time
Talk is fine
And I dont want to stay around
Why cant we pantomime, just close our eyes
And sleep sweet dreams
Being here with wings on our feet
Im pushing an elephant up the stairs
Im tossing up punchlines that were never there
Over my shoulder a piano falls
Crashing to the ground
Im breaking through
Im bending spoons
Im keeping flowers in full bloom
Im looking for answers from the great beyond
I want the hummingbirds, the dancing bears
Sweetest dreams of you
Look into the stars
Look into the moon
Im pushing an elephant up the stairs
Im tossing up punchlines that were never there
Over my shoulder a piano falls
Crashing to the ground
Im breaking through
Im bending spoons
Im keeping flowers in full bloom
Im looking for answers from the great beyond
Im breaking through
Im bending spoons
Im keeping flowers in full bloom
Im looking for answers from the great
(repeat following two verses 3 x each)
Im breaking through
Im bending spoons
Im keeping flowers in full bloom
Im looking for answers from the great beyond
Im breaking through
Im bending spoons
Im keeping flowers in full bloom
Im looking for answers from the great
song performed by by REM
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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There is a young lady named Ruth
Who claims she's a magical tooth
That spins like a drill,
Live food for to kill,
And she swears she is telling the truth.
(Written Nov 2012)
quote by by John Carter Brown
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When!
WHEN I am young again I'll hoard my bliss,
Nor deem that inexhaustible it is,
Remembering old age comes after this,
Joy grows to pain;
Nor waste one moment of youth's rose-sweet hours,
Nor trample one of all its countless flowers,
But drink the summer sun and soft spring showers,
When I am young again.
I will be wise with wisdom dearly won
By those who through life's wood have nearly run;
Learn what to do, and what to leave undone,
Risk or refrain.
I will not seek into my mouth to take
The bitter apple of the acrid lake,
But at clear fountains all my thirsts will slake,
When I am young again.
I will not brush the bloom to reach the core,
Remembering how it chanced with me before,
And bloom once lost returns not any more,
Hard cores remain:
I will fence round with prudence and secure
A lasting bloom whose freshness shall endure;
Oh, I will guard my peach of youth, be sure,
When I am young again.
When I am young again, I'll spend no breath
On bitter words the heart remembereth
When bitterness is swallowed up by Death
Holding sole reign;
I'll love so well that if they pass to sleep
Before me, I shall have no watch to keep
Over their tears-only my tears to weep
When I am young again.
I will not lightly joy nor idly grieve,
Nor for a heaven itself one soul deceive,
Nor will I be deceived, vainly believe,
Nor love in vain.
Come back, lost youth! Ah, Fate, that one gift give!
Then I will show that I have learned to live;
Youth shall be wise--and two and two make five--
When I am young again!
poem by Edith Nesbit
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A young deep-sea diver named Dave
Was thought by his boss to be brave;
But - to avert the dread 'bends'
He'd send down his friends
Not for him was a lone early grave.
(Written Oct 2012)
quote by by John Carter Brown
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Applauding A Boo
Vegetables on the chopping board
Inaugurate a television recital..
I chop chop
Recital going on
The lady joins me harmoniously
Chopping, chopping, chopping
Chopping the brinjal, raga
Potato, tala, onion, lyric
Her vocal chords strain to wriggle
The accompaniments, onion shed laughing tears
Dissonant, discordant, cacophony
Screaches to countless decibels
I'm chopping lady's finger
My finger weeps red
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Max The Creative
Max with his big brown eyes,
kind of shy, but very creative deep inside.
Playing a Star Wars/clone character
Ibra Victor with his great skill,
he concentrates on his game being very still.
Max also plays sports-he is in soccer
he played baseball but stopped.
A couple of years ago in the fourth grade,
started playing the All Star Soccer game.
He started karate in 4th grade too,
he's so talented he plays guitar, maybe the Blues.
I saw Max at Christmas and he liked my poem 'Italian Skunk'
it reminds him of his math teacher who is a Schmuck
Max with his creative imagination has the leading edge,
he has already helped me with 'Razel's Revenge'
Maybe he can help me with character in 'Italian Skunk'
Max could come up with a story the 'Incredible Hunk'.
Max one day might become a storyteller real great,
I wish him the best if movie making is his fate.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on February 10,2012
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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Max The Creative
Max with his big brown eyes,
kind of shy, but very creative deep inside.
Playing a Star Wars/clone character
Ibra Victor with his great skill,
he concentrates on his game being very still.
Max also plays sports-he is in soccer
he played baseball but stopped.
A couple of years ago in the fourth grade,
started playing the All Star Soccer game.
He started karate in 4th grade too,
he's so talented he plays guitar, maybe the Blues.
I saw Max at Christmas and he liked my poem 'Italian Skunk'
it reminds him of his math teacher who is a Schmuck
Max with his creative imagination has the leading edge,
he has already helped me with 'Razel's Revenge'
Maybe he can help me with character in 'Italian Skunk'
Max could come up with a story the 'Incredible Hunk'.
Max one day might become a storyteller real great,
I wish him the best if movie making is his fate.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on February 10,2012
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poem by Suzae Chevalier
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A young mountain climber named Peter,
On top of his form - a world beater,
At the foot of the Eiger
Came across a huge tiger
Now Peter's inside the man-eater.
(Written Oct 2012)
quote by by John Carter Brown
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I remember being young in the 1960s... we had a great sense of the future, a great big hope. This is what is missing in the youth today. This being able to dream and to change the world.
quote by Bernardo Bertolucci
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