Polyacrostic Palimpsest - Care is Our Dream
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Care is our dream Care: a core value
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(c) Jonathan Robin polyacrostic palimpsest sonnet written 17 May 2008
Care is Our Dream
I
Care, a core value, can't be traded, each
At risk may put heart if mistrust dare feed.
Rare welcome marry, ease bring, carry, speed,
Eve, night, day, select ideals free, teach,
Ideas shared as light shines fair. Impeach
Snow frost, ice, or snap cold, back zest's strong seed!
Order true open joys, shrug doubts off, lead
Urge on through summer's sorrow stumped, find speech,
Reveal tender thread to wed bliss reach.
Dreams venerated never veer from deed,
Real harmonies trump pains, deny greed's rede,
Equal friends are full of hope and each
As muse whose human quality warms air,
Meets time as team well matched, as magic pair.
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Care is our dream Care: a core value
Careacorevaluecantbetradedeach
At riskmayputheartifmistrustdarefeed
Rarewelcomem arryeasebringcarryspeed
Evenightdayselectideal sfreeteach
Ideassharedaslightshinesfairimpeach
Snowfrosticeorsnapcoldbackzestsstrongseed
Ordertrueopenjoysshrugdoubtsofflead
Urgeonthro ughsummersorrowsstumpedfindspeech
Revealtender threadtowedblissreach
Dreamsveneratedneverveer fromdeed
Realharmoniestrumppainsdenygreedsrede
Equalfriendsarefullofhopeandeach
Asmusewho sehumanqualitywarmsair
Meetstimeasteamwellmatchedasmagicpair
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Polyacrostic Palimpsest - Life's Karma's given light, our dream here gleams
Notes on Polyacrostic Palimpsests.
Acrostic: Verse in which certain letters form a word or message
Polyacrostic: Several acrostics within the same composition
Acrostics to be found below – in alphabetical order:
Palimpsest: A manuscript on which more than one text is written
with earlier writing, or one level of meaning, partially visible.
I: plain text - in black
II: Complete acrostic palimpsests highlighted
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Polyacrostic Palimpsest - All Things Enjoy
Notes on Polyacrostic Palimpsests.
Acrostic: Verse in which certain letters form a word or message
Polyacrostic: Several acrostics within the same composition
Acrostics to be found below – in alphabetical order:
Aim at less today
All things enjoy
Amorous Anorexy
Amorous Ecstasy
Palimpsest: A manuscript on which more than one text is written
with earlier writing, or one level of meaning, partially visible.
I: plain text - in black
II: Complete acrostic palimpsests highlighted
All Things Enjoy
As tastes oft change, some shy stay, some shine new
Minds may be calm, like springtime's settling dew,
Or may life's flood lose, under moonlight drowned.
Regard here, there, stares, reader, may be crowned
O see though now our thread too poor seems, through
Underlay is strung twine link pure and true,
So sentence sense seek near the surface bound
Each cog spins easy, runs glad wheel round, round
craft, sense seen not as missing clue by you?
Spleen hunting out, strong ever scans verse too.
Then think! soon row on row is neatly bound,
As Jane might dread whatever Jean feels sound,
Some sonnets wax and some are lost to song -
Yet through the years my work may still shine on.
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Polyacrostic Palimpsest - Birthday Sonnet - Entered is Diary
Notes on Polyacrostic Palimpsests.
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Acrostic: Verse in which certain letters form a word or message
Polyacrostic: Several acrostics within the same composition
Acrostics to be found below – in alphabetical order:
His hand her hand [twice vertically]
Entered in diary [twice vertically]
Tend a nice heart [3 times vertically] – hopefully not an ice heart
Tender is her heart [4 times diagonally]
Palimpsest: A manuscript on which more than one text is written
with earlier writing, or one level of meaning, partially visible.
Polyacrostic Palimpsest - Birthday Sonnet - Entered is Diary
Toast verse! Oh birthday sonnet that strings true
E'er stanza knit free style, link in tress kind.
None letters scan - no need since star none find -
Deeds reader here disdains, nor head dreams cue.
Art secret exam, chart, restore rare value
Nowhere shrine is named, rich tune ornate designed,
Indeed is hidden within, bis gladdening behind
Covers is meshed, scored, missed, hid, scudding through
End verse. Here lines share where none spot the clue.
Hope endowed, read Heaven's clear. Add here's signed
Erudition's rheme eked out blur, he ideas twined.
Annals are read as announced Dear, a part eschew.
Reward - roses near - reveals her in mirror bright.
To show you ardour triumphs in today's top write.
Toastverseohbirthdaysonnetthatstringstrue
Eerstanzaknitfreestylelinkintresskind
None lettersscannoneedsincestarnonefind
Deedsreader heredisdainsnorheaddreamscue
Artsecretexamchar trestorerarevalue
Nowhereshrineisnamedrichtune ornatedesigned
Indeedishiddenwithinbisgladdeni ngbehind
Coversismeshedscoredmissedhidscudding through
Endverseherelinessharewheresofewspotcl ue
HopeendowedreadheavensclearaddheressignedEruditionsrhemeekedoutblurheideastwined
Anna lsarereadasannounceddearaparteschew.
Rewardros esnearrevealsherinmirrorbright
Toshowyouardour triumphsintodaystopwrite
© Jonathan Robin polyacrostic palimpsest sonnet written 20081126 see also Birthday Mirror Below
Notes on Polyacrostic Palimpsests.
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Acrostic: Verse in which certain letters form a word or message
Polyacrostic: Several acrostics within the same composition
Acrostics to be found below – in alphabetical order:
His hand her hand [twice vertically]
Tattoed Fairy [twice vertically]
Tend a nice heart [3 times vertically] – hopefully not an ice heart
Tender is her heart [4 times diagonally]
Palimpsest: A manuscript on which more than one text is written
with earlier writing, or one level of meaning, partially visible.
Birthday Mirror
The birthday. Hark the ciphers that string true
E'er we dare knit free style link in tress kind
None starts scan, - no need since star none find,
Do adepts far here dip deep Myrrh? He today through
A love's offer all mark, set fate's art fair for you.
Nowhere shrine is named. Rich line, ornate design
Is held, is hid inside, is laid deep behind
Covers, is meshed, scored, kissed hide, cued into
End verse. Here hopes share where lines are knit to
His pen's freed. Read.Heaven's clear as shows rebirth signed
End dread, for he spell'd glamour, he feels twine
As new, as signal Adam announced. Dear, apart won't do!
Reward - roses near - reveals her in mirror write.
To show you ardour, triumph at hand. Try trophy bright.
(c) Jonathan Robin polyacrostic palimpsest sonnet written 8 January 2007
SEE BELOW NOTES AND REFORMATTING
Birthday Mirror
His hand her hand [twice vertically]
Tattooed Fairy [twice vertically]
Tend a nice heart [3 times vertically]
Tender is her heart [4 times diagonally]
Thebirthdayharkthecipherst hatstringtrue
Eerwedareknitfreestylelinkintres skind
NonitstartsscannoneedsincestarnonefindDoadeptsfarheredipdearfairhetodaythrough
Alo vetoonecanchartsetfatesartfairforyou
Nowheresh rineisnamedrichlineornatedesign
Isheldishiddee pinsideislaidbehind
Coversismeshedscoredkissed hidecuedinto
Endverseherehopessharewherelinesa reknitto
Hispenfreedreadheavensclearasshowsreb irthsigned
Enddreadforhespelldglamourhefeelstw ine
Asnewsignaladamannounceddearapartwontdo Rewardrosesnearrevealsherinmirrorwrite
Toshowy etardourthreadathandtrytrophybright
© Jonathan Robin polyacrostic palimpsest sonnet written 8 January 2007 revised 20081126
Author notes
Anyone reading ‘ye tar dour’ in place of
‘yet ardour’ in the last line of the sonnet
OR
'an ice heart' in place of 'A NICE HEART'
is mis[s]taken
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Polyacrostic Palimpsest - What Will Follow?
Notes on Polyacrostic Palimpsests
Acrostic: Verse in which certain letters form a word or message
Polyacrostic: Several acrostics within the same composition;
Acrostics to be found below:
What will follow - external
Name an Acrostic - vertical from middle
Robin Jonathan - double diagonal from middle
Palimpsest: A manuscript on which more than one text is written
with earlier writing, or one level of meaning, partially visible.
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4 March 2009
6 January 2007
2 January 1992 [Jonathan Wrobel]
What Will Follow?
Who knows what in our future lies ahead,
How will man's banana skin unpeel,
And thus show him what follows on, reveal
Tomorrow's stated story. Living dead,
We wait and ask vain sages why we're led
In ignorance to never-never's wheel.
Life is lost as man sets out, why steal
Little joys in scheming, joys gainsaid:
Fond intention ropes soon ties instead
Of painting scroll whose links naught need conceal.
Let be all fears, shine out as beacon real.
Look forward to trial met book open, read,
Or is all error, nightmares' terrors where
We puppets find chance rules us? Judgements spare!
© Jonathan Robin polyacrostic palimpsest sonnet written 2 January 1992 revised 4 March 2009
What Will Follow?
Who knows what in our future lies ahead,
How will man's banana skin unpeel,
And thus show him what follows on, reveal
Tomorrow's stated story. Living dead,
We wait and ask vain sages why we're led
In ignorance to never-never's wheel.
Life is lost as man sets out, why steal
Little joys in scheming, joys gainsaid
Fate, in waiting, rarely runs, - instead
Our sins turns to our loss without appeal.
Let be all fears, shine out as beacon real.
Look forward to the future, - grow, love, wed -
Or all’s terror, nightmare error where
We soon will see climactic climes none spare…
© Jonathan Robin polyacrostic palimpsest sonnet written 2 January 1992 revised 6 January 2007
What will Follow?
Who knows what in our future lies ahead,
How will man's banana skin unpeel,
And thus show him what follows on, reveal
Tomorrow's stated story, live or dead.
We wait and ask vain sages why we're led
In ignorance to never-never's wheel.
Life is lost as man sets out, why steal
Little joys in scheming, joys when fed
Fulfill our hearts which lay too long abed.
Our selves we should revive, all sloth repeal,
Let be all fears, shine out as beacon real.
Look forward to the future, - grow, love, wed!
Or all is error, 'tis but nightmare where
We soon will see chance rules us without heir!
Jonathan Wrobel polyacrostic palimpsest sonnet © Jonathan Robin written 2 January 1992
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Polyacrostic - Jest Gest
PLEASE NOTE:
PH formatting does not permit colour coding the palimpsests thus the different layouts of individual internal acrostics can for the moment only be identified in transposing every letter onto squared paper
The surface sonnet is thus online for the record as neither the vertical, diagonal or internal acrostics nor the anagrams are visible. A formatted version is online at http: //allpoetry.com/poem/2479961
The anagrams within the text are Dear dare a red read
other minor acrostic: Jane is found 4 times in adjacent letters in the text
3 Vertical Acrostics Jonathan Robin J
Double diagonal acrostic 1 Just a smile can J offer unto the Jest
Double diagonal acrostic 2 Just a smile can J offer readers Jaunt Jest
Enjoy!
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J to J Jest Gest
Jingle verse to Jane luck's just jaunt jest.
Our expertise? - no orchestra in song,
no signature, as no fit joints run strong
as stars' graced art, for few see game addressed.
The care of each theme's wording to the test
here I spell out. Hark or read each line long.
A web admired, traced true, is set among
No word mixed Janus, your name's inset gest.
Reach soul. Oh dare to free the thread expressed.
Over all sweet sound, ends work to link, belong.
Best, ideas scan by. If thought inbinding's wrong
its warp reread in fairness, shriven guest.
Nut/kernel plan none smirk at, sense contest.
Judge, smile, hid joy glean from a jest red blessed.
26 December 2006
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Jest Gest polyacrostic sonnet poem © Jonathan Robin
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Lithe Dame's Birthday Toast
The birthday here, toast Terri's heart strings true!
E'er in verse fit free style we'd list, real kind
None threads skain enchanting, seam none unwind,
Deed rare, for heed, dig deep dear, here dream's due.
A dame lithe may read, treasure marriage cue.
Now parts hid new I name, rich link is neat designed
In zeal is laid, chained. This, a nodal find,
Covert, is meshed, scored, gist tight tucked into
Each true hope aired, shared here, tunes sung for two.
His pen rules. Read. Heaven's clear art has signed.
Eye, dear fair, he spell'd glamour. Here entwined,
Annulled dread, as announced, fear, alarms, through.
Reward: lines near revealing winner right,
To show life's doubts dissolve, idyll true, bright.
8 March 2010
notes
Acrostic: Verse in which certain letters form a word or message
Polyacrostic: Several acrostics within the same composition Palimpsest: A manuscript on which more than one text is written th earlier writing, or one level of meaning, partially visible
His hand her hand [Twice vertically]
Terri L Turrell [Twice vertically]
Tend a nice heart [3 x vertically]
Tender is her heart [4 x diagonally]
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Polyacrostic Palimpsest - Gift of Love
Polyacrostic Palimpsest - Gift of Love
Lift glad eye, live lauded, new dream's due destined stream
O I at murky care oil magic eased, view so
Vision is seen all loving, fresh oaths twinned souls sow.
Earth I bless, heed anew, trust to love's lifelong gleam.
Let heart flow free, reap strong emotional shared theme
Yet find mind-share where all is rare, close kin souls grow.
Radiant fair, each may ever forwards free go
As scope one's way could hope to scrap base evil scheme
Remorse steps back. Unroll, dear, your true talents' beam,
Each must share, maid unite for happy future's flow.
May our decree play out, fear old melts, joys gold glow.
As sunny skies, prayers blend to lend hope, past redeem.
Gaudeamus echo if tenderness free sun
I Come to you, sing on, mauled config draw now won.
external acrostic
Lovely Rare Magic
Internal acrostic palimpsests
Girl may care, love
Now won ward gift of love enlivens life's mosaic
Listen to the song of your heart's dream's due destined stream
22 March 2009 robi3_1872_robi3_0000 BQS_KLX
see also below
using essentially the same internal acrostics
Polyacrostic Palimpsest - Laugh, Share Magic
Lift upward drive, laugh to share dream on stream,
Ail not, new dare oils pro-active vast flow.
Unspent talent lilliputians nowhere know
Gut triumph speeds, new light tells growth may gleam.
Hid heart-flow free, reap strong exalting theme.
Shining mind-share, where all rare spirits grow,
He, trustful, teaching, special harvests sow,
As scope one's way shows, hope, no scrappy scheme
Reacts to take back stray heyday insight's beam.
Each must shine, more, unite for talents glow
May offer useful growth, autonomy show
Assuring this, grey past taos to light's dream.
Gauge this echo. If sonnet sets free soul,
I come to you, sing on, heart aspiring whole.
external acrostic
Laugh, Share Magic
Internal acrostic palimpsests
Girl may care, love
Gift of hope enlivens life's mosaic
Listen to the song of your heart see dream on stream
23 March 2009 robi3_1073_robi3_0000 BQS_KXX
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Polyacrostic Palimpsest - Ses Mots Sont Ici II
Notes on Polyacrostic Palimpsests
Acrostic: Verse in which certain letters form a word or message
Polyacrostic: Several acrostics within the same composition
Acrostics to be found below
Ses mots sont ici [vertical acrostic from 1st Line S of has] [French – his/her words are here]
Susan Sellers SS [1 vertical external and 2 diagonal bottom up acrostics keyed as above to the 1st line S of has]
Palimpsest:
A manuscript on which more than one text is written with
earlier writing, or one level of meaning, partially visible.
Ses Mots Sont Ici II
Sweet friend has Time Time conquered in your heart,
used no successes’ superficial glow
somehow as jest so settle life as though
all fades, - a dream's drawn ready to depart?
Not in the years of age should these thoughts start!
So often sleep steals laughter, ends Time’s flow,
expels old love, sends slight grace, - then we go.
life dies away as cold evenings chart
Life is a song whose chorus sings: Depart!
Even now cause and effect knock, so
reward each instant, Time shan't wait, you know.
So seek within, till safe your soul, then part.
Surrender true choice not, return trust's song
Sure to evolve, find Way, may soul stay strong...
16 May 2005 revised 6 January 2007
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for alternative version see
Susan Sellers
Sweet friend has Time Time conquered in your heart.
Used no successes’ superficial glow
Somehow as jest so swift adopted though
A glued remora’s maw right hard to part.
Not in the years of freedom should one start!
So often sleep steals laughter, and, Time’s flow,
Expels old love, sends slight sursis. We go.
Lives leave ere summer’s eves grow long, ends chart.
life as silence soon falls stricken by Time's dart.
Even now, while in fame your name may grow,
Ribald critics try, false praise bestow.
So seek within, till safe your soul, - spurn mart.
Surprises will chains burst, turn tables, - you’re
Sure to win, and find Eve’s apple’s [s]core...
© Jonathan Robin – written 19 January 1992 revised 6 January 2007
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Text
I text you
The words i mime
There is really no reason or rhyme
To persist after all this time
But can't resist as my love still stands
Clings to hope with two bleeding hands
And when i ask 'am i still in your heart'
You depress with your silence
And depart.
I text her
And sometimes for days
She leaves me in deepest malaise
Then answers when my last nerve end frays.
And the light that i saw in her eye
Gently flickers and threatens to die
As my memory, tired and vexed
Sees me through
'Til she sends the next text.
I text you
Think maybe you care
That some day or year we will share
our one love extraordinaire
But time eats away at our life
Cutting with razor sharp knife
And our old dream of husband and wife
Faces the gallows next
Yet absurdly i send you a text.
poem by Kevin East
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Polyacrostic Palimpsest - Platitudes Refused
Platitudes are proffered where they please
And even where anathama as well
To bestow trite title, - few truth tell -
Refused where true respect feels ill at ease.
In writing in this princely style, no knees
Conscience cracks as chalk's not cheese to swell
King and khan or knight. Know most are shell
Clad in courage claimed, create false frieze.
As you alone the answers have, I seize
Real reverence, rely on no crude spell
Rewritten and pretend true rings. A knell
Awaits he who, flattering, gleans fees.
Llama coats can last, though only you
Enjoy the duffle which warms greatly too!
NOTE:
External acrostic Patrick Carrale repeated once vertically and twice diagonally from the centre
[c] Jonathan Robin Polyacrostic Palimpsest written 2 January 1992
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I Wrote A Poem Across The Universe
I wrote a poem across the Universe
It was read among the stars-
Cosmic messages were sent endlessly reinterpreting it-
It appeared in Galactic anthologies
And whole Civilizations taught it in their schools-
Worlds were born with it and worlds lamented their dying with it-
It became the Text of the Text of the Text of the Text of the Text
Of cosmic intergalactic meaningfulness-
I wrote a poem across the Universe-
It was read for billions of years
And then somehow
No attention was paid to it anymore-
And it vanished for as long as forever can be understood to be.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Turn It On
Every day just turn it on
Place it upon
the desk or in my pocket
That's what I do with it
Every day, just waiting for a call
Waiting for a text for your text, for your call, but it shall
Not come, it will not it just won't
Because you really don't
Text me or call me
But I'll turn it on and wait, you know just to see
In fact I'll keep hoping it's you
With every beep and even ring too
When I check it'll be like a reality check
It'll only take a sec
Before I realize it's not you, it will not be you, it won't
I wonder if you don't
Turn on your phone, but then again maybe you don't care
Maybe because I'd never dare
To complain to you about this to your face
I can't take the disgrace
I'll let you talk to me as much as you like, not as much I do
My feelings don't matter much in this situation, maybe not even to you
I pray they do, that they do mean something to you
But the longer you don't respond, it makes me wonder who
You think I am, or how you think of me
I wish I could see
How you see, but every day I'll turn it on
Take a breath with every sound hoping it's you, but then the moment's gone
Now it's just on
Placed upon... why do I even bother?
poem by David Knox
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Polyacrostic Palimpsest - Dedicate Dream - Delicate Ditto Ditty
Dedicate Dream
Majestic maiden smiles, complete man scans
Amazed, nears woman angel, sacred, fault free
Unsung soul's crux, unused, dumb, soundless, can
Draw down, dropp dead-end deeds, and open key,
Etch heaven, heart enfeebled help, smart plan
Meld to mimamsa aim, dharma moments. Agree
As swept away are cares. Sea, earth round span,
Uniting human nature's future study
Destined idyll addressed, - add locked doors ban.
Ease scene. Remember if metered harmony
Mends madmen all, smart art may man pavan,
Age damns all hurrahs unshared - absurdity!
Unbundle unused fund of truth found dear,
Dedicate dream! Cede man-made fool dealt fear.
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6 March 2009 revised 11 March 2009
notes:
For those interested the name Maude appears 30 times in this polyacrostic
Mimamsa
http: //en.wikipedia.org/wiki/mimamsa
Sanskrit 'investigation' (Greek ί σ τ ο ρ ί α ;) , Hindu philosophy enquiry into the nature of dharma. Core tenets: ritualism, anti-asceticism and anti-mysticism. Central aim: elucidation of the nature of dharma,
Dharma
http: //en.wikipedia.org/wiki/dharma
Sanskrit. Indian philosophy righteous duty or virtuous path. Central concept explaining the 'higher truth' or ultimate reality of the universe.
Pavan - Courtly dance or dance music but n.b. French pavaner means also to parade vain as a peacock
Majestic magic moments come when man
Amazed prays woman, angel-faced, faultless
Unsung soul's crux, unused, dumb, soundless, can
Draw dawn, dropp dead-end deeds, and, date timeless,
Etch heaven, heart enfeebled help, smiles fan.
Meld to mimamsa aim, dharma. Mime's awareness
At last may act on Fates; sea, earth round span,
Uniting human nature through world progress,
Destined ideas addressed, - add locked doors ban.
Enframe: 'Remember ever men, events, impress
Minds maimed and small, all may mumm bland,
Away age carts unsaid, unspared, act useless.'
Unbundle unused fund of truth found dear,
Dedicate dream! Cede man-made fool dealt fear.
6 March 2009 robi3_1869_robi3_0000
For those interested the name Maude appears 30 times in this polyacrostic
poem by Jonathan Robin
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The Dastardly Task
One long, dry legal text, I'm trying
my best, one long dry legal text, but
nevertheless, however I try, I cannot
finish it, my head's starting to crack
I suffer for lack of oxygen, my skin is
shrivelling and nothing seems thrilling
in this long dark night of a legal text, I
cannot utter a word to reveal my plight
Or fight against my inner being, mute,
immobile, without typing because when
I try, time seems to dry up in front of my
face, psychosomatic fatigue indicates
I need people to talk to, the doll faces
keeping me company can't lift the veil of
darkness and the terrible legal text goes
on and on, I have been abandoned
By the forces of life, bitterness filling my
heart - though as soon as a joyful thing
happens again bitterness will be erased,
my soul shall soar as it always does
When wonderful ideas take my thoughts
into the higher realms of joy and delight,
but for now, let me be mute and tackle
the dastardly task of my terrible text
Shedding little parts of my heart as I carry
the yoke eating into my mind, destroying
my joy and my life
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Never preach a sermon without a text from the Bible, a text containing the theme which you can elaborate. The text is the best proof in support of your argument. A sermon without a text is an argument without a proof.
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Fair Untangled Poetry
FAIR garden blossoms through trust's rising sun
Uniquely satisfying inner eye
Nature's weave worlds, thriving, merge as one
Twin[n]ed symphonies of song, Time’s drum defy.
A cherry blossom spri[n]gs as h[e]aven stream
Neath rainbow bloom beads whose bouquet may bridge,
Graft, eastern ‘floating world’ to western dream,
Light bright transmuting, muting urge to fidge.
Extended gardens conquer care, wear, tear.
Digest, ingest each sound shade tone profound,
Pause, look and learn, yearn not, reach round despair -
One gleans joy harvesting rich hallowed ground.
Encounters unforeseen weave sunlit leaves,
TRY framing scene which pastures green believes …
© Jonathan Robin – acrostic sonnet written 27 April 2008
for source sonnet 28 December 2006 see below
From sunken garden into rising sun
From sunken garden into rising sun
one may transform perspectives, inner eye
flows through holistic channels, once begun
shares symphonies of song Time’s wrong defy.
The cherry blossom spri[n]gs as h[e]aven stream
bubble beads wreaths ‘neath a rainbow bridge
which links the ‘floating world’ to western dream,
white light transmuting, muting urge to fidge.
How many times may readers full of care
read, bookmark, learn, digest each sound profound,
speed, look, hark, yearn, ingest, reach round despair,
to feed from inspiration’s hallowed ground.
Encounter unforeseen weaves sunlit leaves
to set rich scene which pastures green believes …
© Jonathan Robin – sonnet written 28 December 2006
rewritten 27 April 2008 as an acrostic sonnet
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Porterville
Its been an awful long time since I been home,
But you wont catch me goin back down there alone.
Things they said when I was young are quite enough to get me hung.
I dont care! I dont care!
They came and took my dad away to serve some time,
But it was me that paid the debt he left behind.
Folks said I was full of sin, because I was the next of kin.
I dont care! I dont care!
Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo!
I dont care! I dont care!
Folks were out one night to put me up a fence,
And you can guess that Ive been runnin ever since.
Aint no one thats bout to help, and Ill keep on, I tell myself.
I dont care! I dont care!
I dont care! I dont care!
I dont care! I dont care!
Aint no one thats bout to help,
And Ill keep on, I tell myself.
I dont care! I dont care!
I dont care! I dont care!
I dont care! I dont care!
I dont care! I dont care!
I dont care! I dont care!
song performed by by Creedence Clearwater Revival
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I Don't Care Anymore
Well you can tell ev'ryone I'm a down disgrace
So drag my name all over the place.
I don't care anymore. (I don't care)
You can tell ev'rybody 'bout the state I'm in
You won't catch me crying 'cos I just can't win.
I don't care anymore I don't care anymore
I don't care what you say
I don't play the same games you play.
'Cos I've been talking to the people that you call your friends
And it seems to me there's a means to and end.
They don't care anymore. (they don't care)
And as for me I can sit here and bide my time
I got nothing to lose if I speak my mind.
I don't care anymore I don't care no more
I don't care what you say
We never played by the same rules anyway.
I won't be there anymore
Get out of my way
Let me by
I got better things to do with my time
I don't care anymore I don't care anymore
I don't care anymore I don't care anymore
Well, I don't care now what you say (I don't care what you say)
'Cos ev'ry day (everyday)
I'm feeling fine with myself (I'm feeling fine with myself)
And I don't care now what you say (I don't care what you say)
Hey I'll do alright by myself (I'll be alright by myself)
I don't care (I don't care) anymore (anymore)
I don't care (I don't care) anymore (anymore)
I don't care (I don't care) anymore (anymore)
I don't care anymore
Do you care? Hell no!
Do you care? Hell no!
Do you care? Hell no!
What what?
Do you care? Hell no!
Do you care? Hell no!
Do you care? Hell no!
What what?
Do you care? Hell no!
Do you care? Hell no!
Do you care? Hell no!
What what?
Do you care? Hell no!
Do you care? Hell no!
Do you care? Hell no!
What what?
'Cos I remember all the times I tried so hard
And you laughed in my face 'cos ya held all the cards.
I don't care anymore.
And I really ain't bothered what you think of me
'Cos all I want of you is just a let me be.
I don't care anymore
Did you hear? I don't care no more
I don't care what you say
I never did believe you much anyway.
We won't be there any more
So get out of our way.
Let us by
We got better things to do with our time
We don't care anymore
We don't care anymore
We don't care anymore
We don't care anymore
We don't care
We don't care
We don't care (anymore)
We don't care
song performed by by Kelis
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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At The First Light Of Day
I now create poems at daybreak
Each one has a sunshiny theme,
Capturing thoughts as soon as I wake
My text resembles a dream.
I consider friends over the ocean
As I write my poetry in motion.
Birdsong is sweet at the dawning
As I welcome the first light of day
And words overflow without warning
~ I think I have found a new way ~
Writing verse with care and devotion
The story of Poetry In Motion.
poem by Joyce Hemsley
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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The President had every reason to believe that the text presented to him was sound... These 16 words should never have been included in the text written for the president.
quote by George Tenet
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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