New Words
new words are eggs
in my bossom, the warmest
and coziest part of my body
till they hatch to sing the
diverse and haunting tunes
i create for them that tiptoe
over the four corners of mind
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Haunting Forevermore
How should I know?
I am not the one to try for treason!
Hide behind lies and distorted histories.
Create your own symbolic dieties.
And still gluttony and your greed,
Will not set you free.
I am not the one to try for treason!
Live high and mighty on the hog of resources,
You have come to hoard.
But those objects and things you have come to adore,
Will become worthless when they rust.
Dripping like a fine slime to ooze on your front door.
I am not the one to try for treason!
And your own thoughts can no longer be trusted.
With those endless hours and days,
You believed would never betray...
To repay,
Those of you who have 'preyed'.
With a knock you can choose to ignore.
If you wish.
Haunting. Haunting. Haunting forevermore.
Inside your mind and this can not be dismissed.
Never again with an assistance like before.
Haunting.
Haunting.
Haunting,
Forevermore!
I am not the one to try for treason!
'Grandpa? Snap out of it!
Are there anymore 'Gummy Bears' left?
Or not?
That's all I asked! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Jolly Bee...
they say
love will always stay
based on the
experience of the
jolly bee
it is not at all
true
there are chickens
in love
at first they cackle
but then
they do not hatch
their eggs at
all
there are words
that touch
and go
there are options
unthought of
there are
empty
hollow words
without
any weight
there are nights
without days....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Don't Know if I Like It
Why,
Are you in my mind...
More,
Than I'd like to admit.
More,
Than I can resist.
I don't know if I like it.
And...
Why,
Can't I find the time...
To,
Determine the reason or the rhyme...
You are in my mind,
Haunting.
You're haunting every move regardless what I do.
Haunting all my moods,
No matter what I choose...
You are there.
You are,
Everywhere.
Why,
Are you in my mind...
More,
Than I'd like to admit.
More,
Than I can resist.
I don't know if I like it.
Even in my dreams...
And I don't know if I like it.
Even my routines...
And I don't know if I like,
You are there.
You are everywhere.
In different scenes I see,
You are there everythere within me...
Haunting.
Why,
Are you in my mind...
More,
Than I'd like to admit.
More,
Than I can resist.
I don't know if I like it.
Or why it is invited...
To live and breathe so deep in me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I do very few standards. Hardly any. Other people's tunes that I do are usually obscure tunes, for the most part, although I do a couple of Duke Ellington tunes that are well known.
quote by Mose Allison
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Haunting
(carly simon)
Theres always someone haunting someone - haunting someone
Like an echo in the wind leaves, unreconciled -
Waiting to be picked up and bounced down again on
Listeners ears
Theres always someone haunting someone - haunting someone
And you know who I am
Though I never leave my name or number
Im locked inside of you so it doesnt matter
Theres always someone haunting someone - haunting someone
And you know who I am
Though I never leave my name or number
Im locked inside of you so it doesnt matter
Theres always someone haunting someone - haunting someone
And I cant sleep easy
cause Im afraid of dreaming
And then the memory of the dream
Theres always someone haunting someone
Haunting someone
Haunting someone
song performed by by Carly Simon
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Passion
The keys to notes play tunes of loss,
Tunes of longing, tunes of blues.
'Til metal enshrouding the air does trump with
Tunes of longing, tunes of blues.
Wood and string provide a base for
Tunes of longing, tunes of blues.
Encased in brass belong the bones of
Tunes of longing, tunes of blues.
Emblems and traps do kick and swear by
Tunes of longing, tunes of blues.
Until laughter disturbs this sweet eden,
My tortured soul lies bare.
I leave my emotions encapsulated
In sonic vibrations of air.
The tunes of longing and tunes of blues
Are played until the eve
When players no longer respect their tears
And thus, themselves, deceive.
poem by Liam O'Brien
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Energy in Tune
The mind and heart work together
To create the words of our lives
Energy we feel in the air
Living in synchronicity
With the energies around
To create the words of our lives
One day you wake up and your mind is blank
The energy has faded
And the feeling has disappeared
When the energies stop coming to you
and stop working in tune with your mind
But your mind and heart work together
can create the energy thats gone
when you've been exercising them
your mind and heart work together
To create this natural music
but when you stop the song thats inside
and start using templates
you begin to paint by number
(written in STUDY HALL on 8-31-06)
poem by Electric Tripp
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Love Gone Bad
Sing me a song of love...
Sing me a song so sad...
Sing me a song of remembrance...
Sing me a song of love gone bad;
Write the words and the music--
In your own flamboyant sytle-
Accent it with elaborate details--
Fill it with your obvious guile;
Give it a melody thats catchy...
You know-a phrase like refrain...
About loves greatest ecstacy...
About its agony and pain;
And then sing a song of love...
And sing a song so very sad...
Sing me a song to show that you remember...
And sing a song 'bout love gone bad;
Give it all of your verve and elan...
Spice it up with a bit of rhytym and blue...
Make it a song that everyone identifies with...
Make its words right and true;
Make it an anthem...
Or make it a ballad flowing free...
Make sure the words tell it all...
With a most haunting melody;
And then sing a song of love...
Sing me a song of so very sad...
Sing me a song of remembrance...
Sing me a song of love gone bad;
Song Lyrics
June 10,2010
poem by Theodora Onken
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Singing the silences
It’s almost as if we
sing them to each other all the day
to many tunes of silence:
toss them, daring you
to dropp them;
throw them like stones;
say them over our shoulder,
looking the other way;
half-fill them, because
the other does not deserve them –
thanks, give you a call, see you…
sing them to the tune of
a closing door;
shout them as if we wanted
everyone to hear them, say
yes, you’re right…
say them so thoughtlessly, that
it's as if we've forgotten what we said
just before we said them..
and some words spoken
not with the mouth, but
from a shining eye, that speaks them
calling to another eye;
or in the bed, said so gently
and so softly, that
it’s as if, not you, but the other
who is heard to say them; or is it
both of you;
there’s a music in all these;
words, wrapped around
with the music of our silences
that sing unspoken words.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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God’s Beauty
God’s body is the most important
And beautiful part of God
God’s body is like God’s face
Including head and neck.
Is there anything wrong
If my mouth says, “I am Asif Andalib”
So there’s nothing wrong with it
When God’s body says, “I am God”
The look of God’s body
Has remained the same
After creation of the universe
Cause God has used
So little part of His body
To create it!
God’s body doesn’t have
A single gray hair
God is everlasting and forever young!
God’s stocks never cease
Cause He recycle things!
No one will be able to count God’s favors
Since time is infinite!
God has got so very much more qualities
But it can be written down
If all the trees of paradise become pens
And thousands of oceans become ink!
poem by Asif Andalib
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Diverse Is Life Here, Is Only to Die worse?
Diverse this world looks,
Look at the green forests,
Look at the animals,
Diverse is living, world,
Only comes into life,
to Die worse!
Are men too, their diverse races,
Diverse thoughts,
Diverse nationality,
Diverse mentality,
Are this only to Die worse?
Some are selfish and ignorants,
Some are fantastic and fanatics,
Some are psychiatrists and some are their patients,
Some are physicians,
Some are with diseases,
Diverse is this world,
Only here all have to Die worse!
Some are good husbands
Some are good housewives,
Some quarrel and make worse,
And divorce,
Only to Die worse some day!
Some are sages,
Some work for wages,
Some dance and sing well on stages,
Some are teachers, some are pupils,
Diverse is this world,
All have to Die worse!
This earth is green and blue planet,
Not has any celestial danger yet,
Still men born here were half scientists,
The worked for some,
Yet nature reacted to all,
Diverse is science, only made,
Life better temporary
But truth is one has to live and die worse here,
Some are sages and buddhas,
Some are Lao Tzu and Taoist,
Some are communists, Marxist or Maoists,
Some or artists or some Are critics
Some are atheists,
Some are monoethists
Or polyethists,
Diverse is nature of men,
All have do die worse!
Some are missionaries,
Some are visionaries
Some are revolutionaries,
Some are ordinaries
Some are extra ordinaries,
All has die worse!
Some are innocents
Some are militants
Some are mutants
Some are scholars,
Some are school goers,
Diverse is nature all die here,
Some will try and live,
Yet they have to die,
But not die worse!
All are not alike only some strive hard,
refuse to Die Worse,
Live well and die well,
Only to dwell in the eternal truth!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Fear
there is this fear
about how things move past us
a chick turning into a chicken
it lays an egg
and more eggs and hatch into chicks
in a moment
you sit there unmoved
left out like a stone on a river bed that went dry
last summer
come spring
the tight buds burst into flowers
you sit there unmoved left out like a rusty gate diminishing
its body on the seashore.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My sweet surrender.....
like falling tears blew by the wind, seeds come to
create perfume of smell in the wonderful and beautiful
flower the eyes can capture
like the radiant arrow that hit the target of illusion of
dream, and as time swing the motion of the wind, the
ground kiss no more than to leave forever
make me the best of what you wish and create
the smooth super highway of lasting twist of what is
pleasing in your sight
water my emptiness and let the birds and butterfly
touch my sweet honey taste for the bees; wish to come
anytime of the day
now the nest patiently waited to hatch the eggs and
the rain is coming out to pour its fog, come my sweet
surrender of ripen juice of pure love and be with me
oh! apple of the eye, you may go and gone, but
remember that where ever i live my life; you twin my
Destiny.......
poem by Antonio Liao
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Minor Key
Coffee and a sunrise while a
prelude plays my mind.
Music colors dreaming, mixes
syncopation into lyric tunes.
Birds will lay their eggs today.
I fear a turn to rain.
poem by Rick Stokes
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The Eggs Of The Blue Bird On The Nest
the blue bird
takes care of its nest
all the white eggs
warm beneath its feathers
all those nights
and even cold days
and then when the eggs hatch
the fledgelings
prematurely spread their wings
fall off from the branch
where the nest hangs
on the following morning
you see the ants feasting on their flesh
ah! the blue bird sings again
readies itself for the rain
it escapes away from its sorrows
and flies away...far, far away
far, far away....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Shining Path
let your body sing
let your body sing
let your body sing of love
let the new day bring
let the new day bring
let the new day bring with love
and all that's not enough for us
to stay warm
to stay warm
to stay warm
don't say it's all but over
don't say they've pinned your shoulders down
i've been laughing hard from coming right around
and everything is as we always planned
a world of hurt that couldn't stop our dance
may the time of light and loving take a chance
the small things that you need
one could not run
let your body sing
let your body sing
let your body sing
let your children dream
let your children dream
their words come apart in my hands with love
and all that's enough for us
to stay warm
to stay warm
to stay warm
my day will come
my day will come around
my day will come
my day will come around
my day will come
my day will come
my day will come
with a turn around to be warm
my day will come
my day will come around
my day will come
with a turn around
as i turn around to be warm
song performed by by Zwan
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Only In My Mind
thoughts fire
mind blaze
run on wind
words sing mind melodies
words sing song new images
dance in heart veins flow
words shape shift
into new thoughts
concepts poems
several are written
in time heart beats
wonder stirs anew
but only in my mind
where the beauty sings
sung sight meditation
no words given unto paper
no words processed on light screen
no words kept mind record
dart of honeybird flight
bats fly sonar night vision
wing beats of wonder
words released born free
poem by Terence George Craddock
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