Spent
SPENT
So seldom she sees him –
sometimes twice a week –
stays free for stray whim
to tease, tousle, peek.
When he leaves salt tears swim,
then she grieves, fears weak,
brown eyes, russet rim,
pearls course down, streak cheek.
She wakes out on a limb
for his sake, rake sleek,
the chances seem slim
he’ll wedding bespeak.
Over half-truths he’ll skim
though true love she’ll seek –
no commitments from him –
sad heart cries, sighs bleak.
19 November 1977 revised 17 November 2008
robi03_0142_robi03_0000 XXX_LUX
for previous version entitled Borrowed Time see below
Borrowed Time
So rarely she sees him, –
two to three times a week, –
though free for his stray whim
to tease, tousle, speak.
When he leaves her, salt tears swim,
then she grieves, from fears weak,
brown eyes russet of rim,
down pearls course, streak each cheek.
Over half-truths he’ll skim
although true love she’ll seek, –
no commitments from him –
her heart is so bleak!
19 November 1977
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Cheek To Cheek
Heaven, Im in heaven
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When were out together dancing cheek to cheek
Heaven, Im in heaven
And the cares that hung around me through the week
Seem to vanish like a gamblers lucky streak
When were out together dancing (swinging) cheek to cheek
Oh I love to climb a mountain
And reach the highest peak
But it doesnt thrill (boot) me half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek
Oh I love to go out fishing
In a river or a creek
But I dont enjoy it half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek
(come on and) dance with me
I want my arm(s) about you
That (those) charm(s) about you
Will carry me through...
(right up) to heaven, Im in heaven
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When were out together dancing, out together dancing (swinging)
Out together dancing cheek to cheek
Instrumental version
song performed by by Irving Berlin
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Cheek To Cheek
Irving berlin
Heaven, Im in heaven
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When were out together dancing cheek to cheek
Heaven, Im in heaven
And the cares that hung around me through the week
Seem to vanish like a gamblers lucky streak
When were out together dancing cheek to cheek
*:
Oh I love to climb a mountain
And to reach the highest peak
But it doesnt thrill me half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek
Oh I love to go out fishing
In a river or a creek
But I dont enjoy it half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek
**:
Dance with me, I want my arms about you
The charm about you
Will carry me through
To heaven, Im in heaven
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When were out together dancing cheek to cheek
(repeat *)
(repeat **)
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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Cheek To Cheek
Heaven, I'm in heaven
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek
Heaven, I'm in heaven
And the cares that hung around me through the week
Seem to vanish like a gambler's lucky streak
When we're out together dancing (swinging) cheek to cheek
Oh I love to climb a mountain
And reach the highest peak
But it doesn't thrill (boot) me half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek
Oh I love to go out fishing
In a river or a creek
But I don't enjoy it half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek
Now Mamma Dance with me
I want my arm(s) about you
That (Those) charm(s) about you
Will carry me through...
(Right up) To heaven, I'm in heaven
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When we're out together dancing, out together dancing (swinging)
Out together dancing cheek to cheek
song performed by by Louis Armstrong
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Without the ones I love, Without the god above.
Without the ones I love
Without the god above
I am of but of the weak
An existence so bleak
They say come on man you should really turn the other cheek
Listen to every word I speak
I'm here to teach
So mistakes won't be repeated
A heart that I can't stop the bleeding
With my words I can only hope I'm reaching
Let distance divide
Still I shall try to change the tides
Without the ones I love
Without the god above
I am of but of the weak
An existence so bleak
They say come on man you should really turn the other cheek
Listen to every word I speak
For I'm not here cause I like to preach
Pain can be prevented with right medicine
An antidote with and injection
A simple confession
To my self
And everyone else
Without the ones I love
Without the god above
I am of but of the weak
An existence so bleak
They say come on man you should really turn the other cheek
Listen to every word I speak
My intent is not of the cheap
Bury all the greed in the dead sea
For it is dead to me
I've done things in my time I'm not proud of
I've made up reasons that start with because
I tried to justify the why
It engulfed the sky
Without the ones I love
Without the god above
I am of but of the weak
An existence so bleak
They say come on man you should really turn the other cheek
Listen to every word I speak
I must eat
Not because want to, but because I need to
Someone has to keep this body alive
Through those evil eyes I watched you die
Didn't lift a finger, you said it was what you wanted
Didn't try to stop you, figured you wouldn't go through with it
But you did and now it is so hard to forgive
Without the ones I love
Without the god above
I am of but of the weak
An existence so bleak
They say come on man you should really turn the other cheek
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Love is...
Love is…
Love is dancing cheek to cheek at the prom
Love is walking hand in hand on the way home
Love is night after night awaiting a call on the phone.
Love is…
Love is tears flowing from cloudy eyes
Love is the trembling heart of the bird that can’t fly
Love is ‘gal keep your skirt down so he not stupefy”.
Love is…
Love is when he ask your parent for your hand
Love is when he says I want to be your husband
Love is you and I exchanging wedding bands.
Love is…
Love is lies, fantasies, grandiose, and half- truths
Love is helping to supply his ‘false-self” while being a deaf- mute
Love completes itself in one or all these truths.
poem by Almedia Knight Oliver
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Borrowed
borrowed shirts, borrowed shoes,
borrowed books, borrowed thoughts,
borrowed bed, borrowed lover,
borrowed dreams, borrowed salt.
borrowed children, borrowed mothers,
borrowed study, borrowed lives.
borrowed God, borrowed heaven,
borrowed killers with borrowed knives.
borrowed flags, borrowed lies,
borrowed virtue, borrowed freedom.
borrowed bombs, borrowed bullets,
borrowed puppets, borrowed kingdoms.
borrowed soup bowls, borrowed numbers,
borrowed tents, borrowed bridge.
borrowed hope, borrowed survival,
borrowed till it's sacrilige!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Chasing The Dream Like The Breeze
Chasing The Dream Like The Breeze
Written by: Wilfred Mellers, Sunday, November 7,2010 @ 12: 32 PM
I had a dream once that fell apart and broke my heart
I had a dream the next day that too went a stray
I had dreamed another one that ended before it begun
Dreams are shattered glass of my past like moments never last
Luck swept out the door too soon for the rains are monsoons
Straws blow in the wind for never too much was that tender touch
Lost in space for so on goes on the rat race
Peace of mind to find so long left behind for its luster no longer shines
The glory days now gone and now comes the dawn
Movements not too smart but I need to be with the beat of my heart
Harder grows the days facing while dreams I am chasing
Once all was clear now it vanishes in thin air
Caught midstream floating from one to another extreme
In turmoil I dreamed for all was never as it seemed
Down goes my self-esteem for sadly it was all just a dream
In my head I scream for all the rivers I swam were all upstream
Giving it all you got but never reaching the top
Struggles I no longer win for the air is just too thin
Bad mouth speaking for they are mice squeaking
Lost is the mystique for now all angles are oblique
I am not the freak in dark alleys sneak
Always turned the other cheek for seldom found what I seek
Done before I could peek went my lucky streak
My soul does not reek like the bleak pipsqueak
Metamorphic is not my physique for it could do with a tweak
Considered an antique and said hands said to be weak
They critique and never understood the technique
I am meek and quite unique to speak
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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This Old Heart Of Mine
Ooh, this old heart of mine been broke a thousand times
Each time you break away I think you're gone to stay
Lonely nights that come, memories that flow
Bringing you back again, hurting me more and more
Maybe it's my mistake to show this love I feel inside
'Cause each day that passes by,
You've got me never knowin' if I'm comin' or goin' but I
I love you-ou-ou, yes I do
This old heart (ooh) darlin' is weak for you
I love you-ou-ou, yes I do
These old arms of mine miss having you around
Make these tears inside start falling down
Always with half a kiss, you remind me of what I miss
Though I try to control myself
Like a fool I start grinnin' 'cause my head starts spinnin' 'cause I
I love you-ou-ou, yes I do
This old heart (ooh) darlin' is weak for you
I love you-ou-ou, yes I do
I try hard to hide my hurt inside
This old heart of mine always keeps me cryin'
The way you're treatin' me leaves me incomplete
You're here for the day, gone for the week
But if you leave me a hundred times
A hundred times I'll take you back
I'm yours whenever you want me
I'm not too proud to shout it, tell the world about it 'cause I
I love you-ou-ou
This old heart (this old heart) is weak for you
I love you-ou-ou
This old heart (this old heart) is weak for you
I love you-ou-ou
This old heart (this old heart) is weak for you
song performed by by Isley Brothers
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Be An Example
Cleaning the kitchen,
Eating the chicken,
With your love and your attitude;
Week, leek, meek, Greek, peek, reek, seek, geek, creek;
To select and to do the right thing!
But, always follow the positive examples of others.
Be an example,
Follow the right way! !
Beak, leak, peak, break, creak, freak, bleak, streak, weak, wreak;
And like the boy in the wheelchair,
But, a clever decision is what you need always in life.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Pity of the Leaves
Vengeful across the cold November moors,
Loud with ancestral shame there came the bleak
Sad wind that shrieked, and answered with a shriek,
Reverberant through lonely corridors.
The old man heard it; and he heard, perforce,
Words out of lips that were no more to speak—
Words of the past that shook the old man’s cheek
Like dead, remembered footsteps on old floors.
And then there were the leaves that plagued him so!
The brown, thin leaves that on the stones outside
Skipped with a freezing whisper. Now and then
They stopped, and stayed there—just to let him know
How dead they were; but if the old man cried,
They fluttered off like withered souls of men.
poem by Edwin Arlington Robinson
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Something Blue
(words & music by evans - byron)
Something old, the time goes buy
Something new, these tears I cry
Something borrowed were those lips my lips knew
And thats why Im something blue
Something old, the vows we made
Something new, the price I paid
Something borrowed, love was tried but not true
Now my life is something blue
I guess that I had better smile
Walking behind you down the aisle
I feel Im walking to my doom
Im really not the best man in this room
Something old, the dreams we planned
Something new, his wedding band
Something borrowed was the heart I gave you
You returned it torn in two
Something old, the dreams we planned
Something new, his wedding band
Something borrowed was the heart I gave you
You returned it torn in two
And thats why,
And thats why Im something blue
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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October Rust
I tremble in agony as I walk on Autumn’s leaves.
I touch the sound of it crumbling on the ground.
October, being its very own, passes by me without being known.
As I stand near the edge, I’m thinking of rolling down these hills.
I listen to the leaves break off branches and watch the dawn rain of seeds.
Orange, brown, red, and gold filling in the silence.
Trees rusting leaves off of its broken down walls.
The wind whispers to me of October’s Rust.
So it must be November, because this poem does not cover all the elements of October.
I’m running out of time as I put this pen on this paper.
And the very graveyard I’m walking on sings me a melody of a great song.
A song so great, it teaches me words of wisdom, for heaven’s sake.
67 crows fly right by me, as I pay attention to them by listening with my eyes and seeing with my ears.
I miss October’s Rust.
But November brings me a time of love without rusting itself onto oranges, browns, reds, and golds.
poem by Pam Eszpnal
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Song: On Borrowed Time
We're all living on borrowed time,
Near the brooding sea and brine.
And we grow our primate's spine,
In every clime.
Since we crawled out from 'neath the grime,
And evolved to a species – prime.
We've been living on borrowed time,
On borrowed time.
On borrowed time. We feed and dine.
On borrowed time. In swill like swine.
On borrowed time. We sup our wine.
On borrowed time. On borrowed time!
On borrowed time. In slow decline.
On borrowed time. No season shines.
On borrowed time. No reason rhymes.
On borrowed time. On borrowed time!
We're all living on borrowed time,
Acting out our roles in mime,
As if you cannot tell that I'm confused.
We're all living on borrowed time,
And we're captured hook and line.
Enraptured lives entwine as minds unloose.
On borrowed time, by frantic chime,
Of doomsday clocks and scam sub-prime.
On borrowed time, we count the dime.
On borrowed time. On borrowed time!
From that day of Eve's droll crime,
When dull Adam su*ked the lime,
We've been living on borrowed time,
On borrowed time.
On borrowed time. By dread defined.
On borrowed time. Knee-deep in slime.
On borrowed time. We moan and whine.
On borrowed time. On borrowed time!
On borrowed time. To heights sublime.
On borrowed time. Statistics climb.
On borrowed time. Who reads the signs?
On borrowed time. On borrowed time!
poem by David SmithWhite
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Down Lo Ho (Interlude)
Featuring The Refugee All Stars
I wanna dedicate this song,
gone til november,
to all you ladies out there,
crying all alone in your room,
and all you fellas,
goin down south, and not making it back,
may the lord bless your soul.
Every time I make a run,
girl you turn around and cry,
I ask myself why oh why,
see you must understand,
I cant work a 9 to 5,
so ill be gone til november,
said ill be gone til november,
ill be gone til november,
you tell my girl ill be gone til november,
ill be gone til november,
ill be gone til november,
you tell my girl ill be gone til november,
janurary, feburary, march, april, may,
I see you crying but girl i cant stay,
ill be gone til november,
ill be gone til november,
and give a kiss to my mother,
girl I gotta leave please dont cry,
when I come back you know the limits the sky,
ill take you out to dinner to your favorite spot,
fejuion and fateesion just to get you high,
drive by movies by the cemetary,
if my corps could talk then i'd tell him I was sorry,
life stories of the rich and famous,
some guy with the name some guy name less,
every time I make a run,
girl you turn around and cry,
I ask myself why oh why,
see you must understand,
I cant work a 9 to 5,
so ill be gone til november,
said ill be gone til november,
ill be gone til november,
you tell my girl ill be gone til november,
ill be gone til november,
ill be gone til november,
you tell my girl ill be gone til november,
janurary, feburary, march, april, may,
I see you crying but girl I cant stay,
ill be gone til november,
ill be gone til november,
yo give a kiss to my mother,
we are none had to do some,
so im knocking on h
song performed by by Wyclef Jean
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Sinking
The ship is sinking and I need someone
To hold my hand!
Will you stay with me, will you take a stand?
Will you be the one with me when my life
Is just about thru, or will you turn your back
As so many often do.
The water is rising quickly and it's
just about to my knees
Will I have to beg you? Will I have to plead?
You claimed that you loved me and no one
Else will ever do, and to my heart you
Will forever be true.
Is this how weak your love is? That you have
To hesitate - by the time you make up your mind
it just may be too late.
I don't know which one is sinking faster
My heart or this here ship.
The water is now to my waist
And it's rising OH so fast
And you are looking at me
And reflecting upon the past.
GO! Leave me! to deal with what may be the end
For now I really see
that you was never my love.
Let alone a true friend.
I don't know which one will take me first
The water or my tears, but I learned a lesson
And I've lost all my fears.
I will swim to safety, for I know that I've grown strong
And with you, I know I don't belong.
MY HEART IS STRONG NOW!
poem by Louis Rams
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Mozambique
I like to spend some time in mozambique
The sunny sky is aqua blue
And all the couples dancing cheek to cheek.
Its very nice to stay a week or two.
Theres lots of pretty girls in mozambique
And plenty time for good romance
And everybody likes to stop and speak
To give the special one you seek a chance
Or maybe say hello with just a glance.
Lying next to her by the ocean
Reaching out and touching her hand,
Whispering your secret emotion
Magic in a magical land.
And when its time for leaving mozambique,
To say goodbye to sand and sea,
You turn around to take a final peek
And you see why its so unique to be
Among the lovely people living free
Upon the beach of sunny mozambique.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Truth Are Lies.. Lies Are Truth..
speak your truth from your quivering lips
but also your lies comes through them..
your half lies are also your half truths
yet your half truths are also your half lies
what shall you talk about them if your thruth are your lies
and your lieas are your truths
then this world would be filled of noise
being lies and being the truth
until all of us will be lost
what to believe and follow
will it be the half lies
or the half truths?
which one is to choice
the truth is yours but also are the lies..
so let us all live with he truths and the lies
within our hearts within our minds
till we are lost in a maze of half lies and half truths
poem by Villiamor Calventas
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The Shady Trees Spread Their Leaves Ever Sleek
The shady trees spread their leaves ever sleek
As we frolic in fields with sunny cries,
And rain runs nimbly through our hair and sighs
Runny smiles in the flowing down our cheek.
And love, once mighty, somehow does not speak
In words, but in looks that spill from the eyes,
In things to be done before the day dies,
When beauty again stands close to seek
Lovers gone in love and loved before dawn
Spreads its sparkling rays in our hearts,
And fills the recesses as fresh love starts.
Oh, it was so. But now this truth I mourn.
The years fled by so quick and turned to dust
Those days and nights of love and lust.
poem by Paul Anthony
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Ticke[te]d Off
TICKE[TE]D OFF
Cold urns, mold marbled busts, shelved, stored, inanimate
mock passion’s pyres unburned, fires shunned through puny life.
On Earth few still maintain their stay predestinate,
most, weak, betray themselves until the t[h]read of strife
is severed - only then, each finds it is too late,
trip taken only once is ended by Death’s knife.
7 November 1990 revised 22 December 2008 robi03_0355_robi03_0000 XXX_DZX
previous title “The Proper Study of Mankind” for previous version see below
“The Proper Study of Mankind”
These storied marble busts and urns inanimate
mock on where passions grate, avoided during life.
On Earth who still believes his stay predestinate?
Most, tenets true betray until the t(h) read of strife
is severed, - only then, each knows it is too late.
The trip is made but once, is ended by Death’s knife.
7 November 1990
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Nothing of This Will Last
When I can walk around you completely naked.
That's the kind of love I want to have.
When I tell you truths...
And you can take not faking it!
That's the kind of love I want to have.
If I can be there close to you.
Closer than anyone you know or knew.
And we could come to do this...
Feeling all of our hopes have come true.
That's the kind of love I'd like to have with you.
When I awake not quite nice...
Refusing last night to hold you tight.
And watching you tolerate me to prevent a fight.
Storm away from you a few times I did do...
To return and apologize!
As I wipe tears of forgiveness from your eyes.
The eyes that captures my heart all the time!
Until that happens...
Let us slowly build that climb!
That's the kind of love I want to have!
There when I wake up...
And when good luck drops me on my butt!
That's the kind of love I want to have.
A union dressed up in vows.
If allowed!
And 'if' you can't have me like this,
Completely naked as I am...
Then what is the point of us being here?
No love like that stays strong and stands!
Nothing of this unresisting will last...
If I can not feel free being with you,
Totally bare ass.
And nothing of this unresisting stays,
If your intentions constantly plays!
Nothing of this will last.
Because that's the kind of love,
I had in my past!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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