As I Age
For six weeks,
I was in isolation.
To have every single secretion,
Coming out of my body analyzed.
Then scrutinized with x-rays and blood taken.
And for five months I laid up in a hospital,
Back in two thousand and four.
Being ignored,
While the nurses and doctors used me...
To explore.
And to have someone come up to my face and say,
Today...
I don't know what it is like to be criticized,
As if I stood naked! ?
They absolutely do not realize,
I thank God even my right eyebrow doesn't raise...
Not like it use to especially,
When I hear such ridiculous comments.
Not that I have anything against being naked.
It's just that I get fewer requests to do it as I age.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your Naked Eyes
Naked and Vulnerable,
I lie before you
For you to behold me
With your naked eyes…
Beautiful and Ugly
I lie before you
For you to assess me
With your naked eyes…
Drenched in Love
I lie before you
For you to reciprocate
With your naked eyes…
Doused in Passion
I lie before you
For you to arouse me
With your naked eyes…
The Goddess in Me
Lying before you,
Asking
The God in you
To propitiate her
With his heavenly body
And naked eyes…
As you devour me
And savour me
In the heat and the sweat
Of our spiritual ‘coming’
I transfix my gaze
On your naked eyes…
When you smile back
In opulent ecstasy
I feel so blissful
And so peaceful
In this shameless abandonment
To your naked eyes…
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Buck Nekkid
Two shots shy of a 40 ounce quart
A hand in the pocket and a hand in the shorts
Shoot me with two and don't be slow
Only got one good way to go
Get naked
Buck naked
Buck naked
It's the only way to go
Twenty six chicks, all tied in a knot
Ain't all good, but it's what we got
Get naked
Buck naked
Let me see you naked
It's the only way to go
Buck buck
I was feelin' so fine
And things were lookin' better
My baby said maybe
And I said I'd let her
Get naked
Buck naked
Let's get naked
It's the only way to go
Get naked
Everybody get naked
Buck naked
It's the onliest way to go
Get naked
Get buck naked, yeah
song performed by by ZZ Top
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Naked
So you want me to take it off
Just to see whats
Underneath my cloth
Ill show you Im every
Inch a man
Measure all that you
Think you can
Im more than what
Meets the eye
Flesh n blood is
Often a white lie
By the cover you misjudge
The book
Open your mind and take
Another look
Naked, and Im unashamed
Naked, with no one to blame
Naked, ya you want the truth
Naked, heres my birthday suit
Naked, naked, naked, naked
I pretend to be not anyone
Except me and my imperfections
There is nothing i
Expect of you
That you wouldnt
Expect of me, too
Chorus
Will you excuse me for my ignorance
cause I can see only one
Difference
Those of you who seek to find
While all the others choose
To walk n talk blind
song performed by by Extreme
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Me And The Sea
do not expect me to wear
a G-string when i decide to take my swim
i always go naked.
I like always to feel the sea
all over my body
i plunge myself
and feel the nakedness of the sea
too
it's water all over me
all around me
naked sea to my naked body
you know how it feels
it feels like the way we do it
you are the sea
and i am a body
you are a body
and i am the sea
so simple and yet
what a bliss
naked, deep, blue, watery
wet, slippery, salty,
sweat mixed with the salt of the sea
two naked bodies
feeling
salt, earth, sand, fire
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The 'Poem A Day' Project ~ Day 260
There is always great debate
About what things are worth
And mainly should professional footballers be paid the earth
Some say they get too much
A ridiculous amount for their job
Just ‘cos they can kick or strike or tackle or catch or lob
Should one football player
Earn more in a year
Than a whole hospital of nurses and doctors get near
But I say they should have it
They need the money it’s true
How else can they buy their way out of the law breaking they do?
poem by Flying Lemming
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Nude myself again
i came naked with no name in my hand and my head
is ready to a wonderful words you and i can understand,
the many plan, you want me to follow; in the womb
until the tomb, you have given me a chance to love you
and kept all your everlasting command
cloth me to protect the precious gift of life you
connect, hundred and thousand of years the Lord has
prepared, as the angel and the prophet commit, my mind
and body comes to see, that God of heaven and the hell is
ready, for who ever followed in thy heart and soul will have
an eternity
my deep sleep, always tell my naked eye to fly, of where
the sky is high and bright each day as it says good bye;
the naked where i was born, returning naked soul i'll be
home
come home my darling naked body in the bosom spirit
your naked immortal soul will stay........in the judgment
time you will say a beautiful good bye
' first letter of St. Paul to the Corinthians 15: 40 '
poem by Antonio Liao
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Naked
'my family, my friends, my children, my wife...'
Have you ever tried to strip naked
i mean from body to soul
'my job, my country, my school...'
Have you ever tried to go naked
for the winds to blow and the sun to scotch
'my God, my religion, my pastor/preacher...'
you've got to try being naked
to lay out your thoughts and meet the truth
The world and all it's dwellings could belong
but try going naked for a day
and visit the realms of greatness
This is not madness but sadness
with which i beseech you to strip naked
and find the truth we've all missed
strip naked: put off the cloth of pretense
move out of the darkness of illusion
and come where naked, where the light shines.
poem by Timothy muggaga
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Be Restricted To Do This For Months
For one hour of mental and physical stress,
One should take a full day...
To just sit and relax with the getting of rest.
Stress ages with a process,
That eventually affects one's peace of mind.
A few have found this to be true.
While others refuse this and do what they choose.
There is nothing more to say,
To the ones in denial and do things their way.
Experience is the teacher,
For those who have learned to obey.
And I would suggest,
To anyone disbelieving with a stubbornness.
Is to wait until that day they become hospitalized.
With wishes to be freed...
From being pricked by needles endlessly.
And forced to take countless x-rays and tests...
By those who probe calling themselves,
Doctors and nurses and interns...
Viewing you naked as 'everything' is exposed.
Being humbled and embarrassed,
For some is a neccessity!
Be restricted to do this for months at a time.
And that's all it will take...
To shaken one awake from a delusioned mind.
Be restricted to do this for months.
And pray a remedy is found...
To keep whispers overheard,
'We are doing our best but let us try 'this' next'...
With the hopes that the 'next' thing,
Is not your untimely death.
For one hour of mental and physical stress,
One should take a full day...
To just sit and relax with the getting of rest.
Unless...
You are the kind who doesn't mind,
Nervously awaiting the results of a test...
That will either prolong your life,
Or announce within days the time of your death.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We have a VA hospital back home in St. Louis. Like many of our colleagues, we hear continued concerns about the access and the service. I have seen a statistic that more than 60,000 veterans today are waiting more than 6 months for an appointment at a VA hospital.
quote by Russ Carnahan
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Naked I came
Into this world naked I came
Because naked You sent me
But temptation is everywhere
Widely scattered on my way
And I gathered material things
That is how it seems should be
Material things I'll own a while
Like the life You loaned to me
Be I burried in a coffin of gold
Or wrapped in a mat of grass
I should leave everything behind
And face you with an empty hand
For naked did I come hereto
Naked I should go back to You
poem by Pacific Hernandez
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Noon Break Eroticism
the night shift must have been so
damning
the dying screams, the latest victims
of the night wanting emergency attention
the doctors are at home sleeping
and some nurses are sleeping
on their desks
and there
marvin wakes up from his deep slumber
washes his face
combs his hair
and does his routinary toilet
gets this tissue
and wipes his
skin under
reflected by this dirty-white
bowl
he stands up, pulls his brief
and pants and zips
and then he washes his hands
with soap and water
goes out of the toilet
faces the coming nurses
and takes his
late breakfast
the morning is so boring
and it is noonday
back again
to this eroticism
the shemales with
some blowjobs
the virgins with fears
and his groans
that no one hears
in the government hospital
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Naked Man!
only the naked man,
who's left all baggage behind,
can stand in the heat of the fire,
and slay the corporate beast!
only the naked man,
who wears his scars with pride,
can forgive the unforgivable,
and so heal this land.
only the naked man,
without pretense or game,
can stand up to the truth,
and set the captives free!
only the naked man,
with nothing left to lose,
can find the light
in a sky darkened by greed.
only the naked man,
beaten and cursed,
will stand and give a hand
without seeing your face...
only the naked man...
no longer praying to an unknown god,
will beat the sacred drum,
that wipes away your tears...
only the naked man!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Sergio Fiorentino Playing A Schumann
He shall patiently play
him a piano piece a
Sergio fiorentino
And he will
Mimic a Schumann piece
Because
Today he sees him
In full view
Bathing naked
On the river
He is a big man
Like himself
Now he comes
Back to the river
Where they once
Bathed as children
Naked and so
Blessedly innocent
There is malice
Now as he is
Big and muscled
And some black
Hairs decorated
His manhood
His armpits
His thighs
And his
Chests
He calls him
To join him
As they were
Once children
To have a river
To cleanse them
Both
“come, come”
we shall have
a bath in this
river of our
vibrant laughter”
he was inviting &
he was excited.
so
He took off his
Clothes and
Every covering
Of his body
His second
Thoughts and
Taking courage
He jumped
Into the river
Where he
Stood naked,
What he will say
He is prepared
To defend himself
It was him
Who made the
Invitation and
All he did was
Simply to obey.
He promises
There will be no
Regret whatsoever.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Naked Without You
What have I done I broke your heart
Now theres no sun just cold and dark
Without your smile I cant laugh
Without you baby Im just a half
I didnt know just what I had
I didnt know Id feel this bad
But I feel
Naked without you
I feel naked without you
I feel naked without you
What have I done I broke a vow
Now Im the one whos crying now
Without your touch I cant feel
Without forgiveness I cant heal
Nobody else can take your place
And if I dont see your angel face
I feel
Naked without you
Im still cray about you
I feel naked without you
I hurt the one who really loved me
Dont look at me
I feel ugly
Im naked without you ohhhhhhh
Im so tired but I cant sleep
I threw away a love so deep
Im naked without you repeat
song performed by by Taylor Dayne
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Doctor and Tools
Doctors need tools and changes,
To fight diseases and find the cures
Of a single life-time, of degrees that
Hide us and defend the body of humans.
Under the sky is a region in space
That presently does not cancel life
For planes are the gift of our day
And nights will expire, for ever.
Doctoring people will change operations
Into mad discussions of mild nature,
For the interviewing will be in progress,
Will change danger, like danger of death.
Many sides to the discussion, many to hide
As nurses are nurses, and doctors are right.
We change the doctor and you amaze the nurse,
When care has been commended to the ill.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Ass Speaker Mutant - Part One
Once upon a time, in far away Germany, a happy couple waits for their childs to born.
All is well. All examinations are normal and, finaly, the great day came.
Herr Karl and his wife, Frau Inga, went to the hospital, but, after the childbirth the hospital was surrounded by a terrible rumor.
The newborn was transferred to a restricted nursery and his parents were not allowed to view it.
Herr Karl was angry with the doctors who did not let him see his son.
- It's not possible that's happening something with my son and you don't tell why.
Frau Inga was smarter.
He pretended to be resigned and went to the nursery where her son.
The doctors were left no choice but to tell all to Karl.
- Herr Karl, your son was born with an anomalous formation in his digestive system. We did not want to do it through this. would be easier to give the child as dead.
Frau Inga, finaly arrived at the nursery and found his son, isolated from everything.
- Tell me just once. What has my son? Said Herr Karl, nervous.
- His son was born with the digestive system reversed his anus is in the face, and his mouth is on the buttocks.
Herr Karl was paralyzed.
Frau Inga took his son in his arms, and noticed the strange mouth. A green and fetid secretion ran down a corner. She noted that it was feces. At that moment the baby started crying and her crying came from the buttocks. Startled, she turned and was horrified to discover that the child's mouth was on the butt.
The nurses prevented her and the baby to fall when she fainted.
poem by Aschelminto Da Silva
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In comedy, you have to be unafraid to hang from the tree branch naked in the high wind and you have to be absolutely unafraid to look ridiculous and silly.
quote by Matt LeBlanc
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Naked Eye
You can come inside
Come into the naked eye
My only world falls in again
I see your face fall in again
Its so dark
I dont know your name
Its so dark
And I dont know your name
Only mirrors lie only mirrors lie now
Only mirrors lie only mirrors lie now
Through the needles eye
Through the needles eye now
Only mirrors lie
Lie lie
You can come inside
Come into the naked eye
Naked
Naked
I feel so high
Going up on the wall
And youre down below me
Look all around look all around now
Look all around look all around now
Only mirrors lie only mirrors lie now
Only mirrors lie only mirrors lie now
Through the needles eye
Through the needles eye now
Only mirrors lie
Lie lie
You can come inside
Come into the naked eye
Naked
Naked
Just wanted a special view
Just me and you
Just just just the two of us
Just two of us
Going up on the wall
Up on the wall
Going up on the wall
Up on the wall
Naked eye naked eye
What do you see
And whats there to learn
Reading your books
Third diagram
Someones in the room down below
Someone someone
Someone below
Insects
Cherries
To the cherries
On the wall
Spider
Lyrics : j kerr music : simple minds (c) emi publishing ltd reproduced without permission
song performed by by Simple Minds
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Memories
Frankie laine was singing jezebel
I pinned an iron cross to my lapel
I walked up to the tallest and the blondest girl
I said, look, you dont know me now
But very soon you will
So wont you let me see
Wont you let me see
Wont you let me see
Your naked body
Just dance me to the dark side of the gym
Chances are Ill let you do most anything
I know youre hungry, I can hear it in your voice
Theyre many parts of me to touch, you have your choice
But no you cannot see
No you cannot see
No you cannot see
My naked body
We are dancing close, the band is playing stardust
Balloons and paper streamers floating down on us
She says, youve got a minute left to fall in love
In solemn moments such as this Ive put my trust
And all my faith to see
All my faith to see
All my faith to see
Her naked body
song performed by by Leonard Cohen
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The body says nothing
Naked axe man behind bush!
Naked axe man behind bush!
I taught my parrot well,
my trusty alarm and protector.
The naked axe man looked shocked
and as I stabbed at him,
he fell, heavy, in slow motion
landing, face down, on my stone floor.
His eyes, wide open, staring,
but his body said nothing
with the deafening sound of death
when death first steals the soul.
poem by Ruth Walters
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