Beaten Into Sweetness
Beaten into sweetness.
Like grapes to produce,
A fine wine sipped.
Beaten into sweetness.
To allure and maintain,
A sizable profit held in a firm fist.
And every whiff of it sniffed,
Satisfied to the very last drop.
Beaten into sweetness.
Although a sadness carried,
Inside would not stop!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Beaten To The Punch
You say that you can and then you run to get your mummy
And youre almost beaten to the punch
Looking for the man who sold you the dummy
And youre almost beaten to the punch
Laughing at the older guys who say its just as well
Saved by the wedding bell
Almost beaten to the punch
Youre looking for somebody new that you can knock around
You are almost beaten to the punch
If youve got a head for figures then youd better count me out
You were almost beaten to the punch
You pulled the piece but you soon called it love
You go hand in glove
Almost beaten to the punch
Your body speaks much louder than your voice
You let it do the talking so I dont have any choice
Now you find the younger guys are putting up resistance
And youre almost beaten to the punch
You better get out now because youll never go the distance
And youre almost beaten to the punch
Youll find a girl and youll promise her anything
Even a wedding ring
Almost beaten to the punch
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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My Honeysuckle Baby
My honeysuckle, baby.
Baby, you’re my honeysuckle.
You’re my Honeysuckle Baby.
My Honeysuckle Baby, baby.
From the bush I pluck you,
Put your tart body to my lips,
And draw your sweetness in with my mouth.
My Honeysuckle Baby—that’s what you are.
The baby from whom I get delectable honey.
What fine sweetness through that nice honey.
Fine, fine sweetness, my Honeysuckle Baby.
The honey is you, baby.
The sweetness is yours, honey.
You’re my honey, but you share your sweetness.
And that’s why I keep going to the bush.
And sucking it in: your great sweetness…
poem by Micheal Valencia
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Sweetness and Light
Anything’s possible, Sweetness and Light,
Maybe you’ll leave me lonely,
Maybe you’ll stir like a shade in the night
To turn to your one and only,
On a fine morning you’ll probably say
‘I’ve looked at you once too often…’
And I’ll look in vain for the signs and the tides
Of your looks and your voice to soften.
Anything’s possible, Sweetness and Light
Maybe you’ll leave me never,
Maybe I’ll grow in your mind and your sight
‘Til I fill your horizons forever.
On a fine evening you’ll possibly say:
‘You know that I’ve followed your star.’
And I in my turn will take Sweetness and Light
To the Sweetness and Light that you are.
26 March 1974
poem by David Lewis Paget
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Woman, Made a Punching Bag of Man
A woman, beaten by the cruel hands of her man
Beaten as she raises her voice to challenge his words
Beaten as she goes out to celebrate her freedom
Beaten as she refuses to do what he orders and wants.
And the battered woman accepts her tragic lot
Bearing the marks of violence on her own body
Longing for golden days of love and romance
Lamenting on her destiny as punching bag of man.
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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Sweetness
You want sweetness,
You say I have an ability to ooze?
You want sweetness available,
Anytime you choose?
You want sweetness,
Without any bitterness to taste?
I'm sorry I am not a magician at all.
A reality for you...
I can not pretend or fake!
I can't ignore the pain you caused...
Or sugarcoat you drove me to heartbreak!
I smile because I am over you.
And this happiness shown...
Is to prove to you
We are done! It's over!
We are absolutely through!
You have a nerve to come back,
Expecting a sweetness due!
You are sickened with ego...
And that is 'all' you prove!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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0406 The Summer Evening Music That Never Ended
It was such a warm summer evening
that the music that was promised us
after the evening meal, called to meet
the open air. I wondered, would it work,
would the delicacy of the music’s fine woven tapestry,
the shaped fine wood of instruments,
fine sounds from strings, flute, clarinet,
find themselves, or lose themselves,
on the mown front lawn before the house,
under the heavens’ curve?
Chairs, music stands, cello’s spike
were settled in the grassy earth; skirts arranged;
stillness as the group began to hear
each other’s silence and the music
not yet played; not far away; but almost here.
Something complete, it seemed,
was in the air.
Music began; acquired attitudes of listening
settled on the audience; and then, unannounced,
magic descended. Someone
who knew life so intimately, so completely,
who had passed through it even while
they lived it, was telling me in my inner ear
what life was, is, all about; in detail –
it’s like this; and this; this sweetness,
that sweetness; this sadness, that sadness;
sweetness that’s sad, sadness that is sweet;
all held like a gentle fountain - bubbling continuous,
yet gloriously and joyously, ever fresh;
to be welcomed, not to be judged or resisted,
(the hearing of it was way beyond such things)
for it held - listening to it now afresh, it holds -
all that may be known, that may be lived; this is life itself;
this, this is simply, how it is...
The sound is with me now; music told me;
this is how it is.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Bigmouth Strikes Again
Sweetness
sweetness I was only joking when I said
I'd like to smash every tooth in your head.
Oh sweetness
sweetness I was only joking when I said
by rights you should be bludgeoned in your bed.
And now I know how joan of arc felt
now I know how joan of arc felt
as the flames rose to her roman nose
and her discman started to melt
Bigmouth la da dum da da
bigmouth la da da da
song performed by by Placebo from Reinventing The Steel
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Bigmouth Strikes Again
Sweetness
sweetness I was only joking when I said
I'd like to smash every tooth in your head.
Oh sweetness
sweetness I was only joking when I said
by rights you should be bludgeoned in your bed.
And now I know how joan of arc felt
now I know how joan of arc felt
as the flames rose to her roman nose
and her discman started to melt
Bigmouth la da dum da da
bigmouth la da da da
song performed by by Placebo from Reinventing The Steel
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Come Back As A Flower
The starngest thought came to me on this morning
As I awake to greet the coming dawn
The sun was hardly peaking through the garden
It felt that with everything I was one
Then I wished that I could come back as a flower
As a flower
As a flower
How I wished that I could come back as a flower
As a flower
To spread the sweetness of love
To spread the sweetness of love
The dew had finished making love to many
A rainbow smelling sweet was in the air
I envied all the silence I saw growing
So unmoved by things outside themselves
Then how I wished that I could come back as a flower
As a flower
As a flower
How I wished that I could come back as a flower
As a flower
To spread the sweetness of love
How I wished that I could come back as a flower
Oh as a flower
As a flower
How I wished that I could come back as a flower
As a flower
As a flower
To spread the sweetness of love
To spread the sweetness of love
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Wished that I could come back as a flower
Flower
Flower
Wished that I could come back as a flower
Flower
Sweetness of love
How I come back as a flower
Flower
Flower
How I come back as a flower
Flower
Sweetness of love
Sweetness of love
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Who’ll Wear the Beaten Colours?
Who’ll wear the beaten colours—and cheer the beaten men?
Who’ll wear the beaten colours, till our time comes again?
Where sullen crowds are densest, and fickle as the sea,
Who’ll wear the beaten colours, and wear them home with me?
We closed the bars and gambling dens and voted straight and clean,
Our women walked while motor cars were whirling round the scene,
The Potts Point Vote was one for Greed and Ease and Luxury
With all to hold, and coward gold, and beaten folk are we.
Who’ll wear the beaten colours, with hands and pockets clean?
(I wore the beaten colours since I was seventeen)
I wore them up, and wore them down, Outback and across the sea—
Who’ll wear the beaten colours, and wear them home with me?
We wore them back from Ladysmith to where the peace was signed,
And wore them through the London streets where Jingoes howled behind.
We wore them to the Queen’s Hall, while England yelled “Pro-Boers!”
And sat them over victory while London banged the doors.1
We wore them from Port Arthur round till all sunk in the sea—
(Who’ll wear the white man’s colours, and wear them home with me?)
I’ve worn them through with gentlemen, with work-slaves and alone—
Who’ll wear the beaten colours, boys, and wear them on his own?
There’s one would look with startled eyes and shrink while I caressed,
Came I not with the colours of the conquered on my breast.
And twenty thousand Bushmen would stand with hands behind
And scorn in all their faces for the coward of his kind.
Who’ll wear the beaten colours and raise the voice they drowned—
It may be when we march again, they’ll bear some other sound—
Who’ll pin the beaten colours on and drive the beaten pen—
It may be other steel and ink when we march out again.
poem by Henry Lawson
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Jast A Little Light
Well, there ain't nobody safer than someone who doesn't care
And it isn't even lonely when no one's ever there
I had a lot of dreams once, but some of them came true...
The honey's sometimes bitter when fortune falls on you
So you know I've been a soldier in the armies of the night
And I'll find the fatal error in what's otherwise alright
But here you're trembling like a sparrow, I will try with all my might
To give you just a little sweetness...
Just a little sweetness...
Just a little light.
I have always heard that virtue oughta be its own reward,
But it never comes so easy when you're living by the sword
It's even harder to be heartless when you look at me that way
You're as mighty as the flower that will grow the stones away
Even though I been a stranger, full of irony and spite
Holding little but contempt for all things beautiful and bright,
Something shines around you and it seems, to my delight
To give me just a little sweetness...
Just a little sweetness...
Just a little sweetness...
Just a little light.
[Bridge:]
This could be just another highway, coiled up in the night
You could be just another white-tail, baby, stranded on my brights,
There's a tingling recognition
Like the sound of distant thunder
And I begin to wonder
If the love I've driven under
Won't ignite.
So you know I've been a soldier in the armies of the night
And I'll find the fatal error in what's otherwise alright
Something shines around you that seems, to my delight
To give me just a little sweetness...
Just a little sweetness...
Just a little sweetness...
Just a little light
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Just A Little Light
Well, there aint nobody safer than someone who doesnt care.
And it isnt even lonely when no ones ever there.
I had a lot of dreams once, but some of them came true...
The honeys sometimes bitter when fortune falls on you.
So you know Ive been a soldier in the armies of the night.
And Ill find the fatal error in whats otherwise all right.
But here youre trembling like a sparrow, I will try with all my might
To give you just a little sweetness...
Just a little sweetness...
Just a little light.
I have always heard that virtue ought be its own reward,
But it never comes so easy when youre living by the sword.
Its even harder to be heartless when you look at me that way.
Youre as mighty as the flower that will grow the stones away.
Even though I been a stranger, full of irony and spite
Holding little but contempt for all things beautiful and bright,
Something shines around you and it seems, to my delight
To give me just a little sweetness...
Just a little sweetness...
Just a little sweetness...
Just a little light.
This could be just another highway, coiled up in the night.
You could be just another white-tail, baby, stranded on my brights,
Theres a tingling recognition
Like the sound of distant thunder
And I begin to wonder
If the love Ive driven under
Wont ignite.
So you know Ive been a soldier in the armies of the night.
And Ill find the fatal error in whats otherwise all right.
Something shines around you that seems, to my delight
To give me just a little sweetness...
Just a little sweetness...
Just a little sweetness...
Just a little light.
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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A chief is a man who assumes responsibility. He says ""I was beaten,"" he does not say ""My men were beaten"".
quote by Antoine de Saint-Exupery
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We are beaten, we will make no bones about it; but we are not too badly beaten still to fight.
quote by James Larkin
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He who is not beaten by the sun or the rain, will eventually be beaten by the hunger.
One may as well be well beaten as badly beaten.
Slow Burn
I've got a name for a certain quarantine her name is slowburn she makes me feel real mean when i ask why she says i'm caught in a lie she's got a bad disguise i ask a question never got a reaction and caught a glimpse subtle distraction instinctive stomach pain i lie in bed awake again this time its my revenge i wanna be you already beaten when you are bound i'm free (dying under me) i' like to hold you so close you know i'm there (there is no refuge (rage you cant refuse) slowburn I've got a name for someone who shouldnt be in my mind when she's away it seems i can't escape i'm doing time without a place to go i'm lost inside nobody knows the rules will have to bend i wanna be you already beaten me when you are bound i'm free. (dying under me) i' like to hold you so close you know i'm there (there is no refuge (rage you cant refuse) slowburn this has been a process and i'm sorry i had to do you in like this and i cant say how good i feel about it there was so much so much that you stope you took my heart you took my soul but most of all you took my sanity now watch while i asses the situation at hand this had has turned to a fist i wanna be you already beaten when you are bound i'm free (dying under me) i' like to hold you so close you know i'm there (there is no refuge (rage you cant refuse) slowburni wanna be you already beaten when you are bound i'm free (dying under me) i' like to hold you so close you know i'm there (there is no refuge (rage you cant refuse) slowburn
song performed by by 1208
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The sweetness of food doesn't last long, but the sweetness of good words do.
Sweetness
She brings the sunshine to a rainy afternoon;
She puts the sweetness in, stirs it with a spoon.
She watches for my moods, never brings me down;
She puts the sweetness in, all around.
She knows just what to say to make me feel so good inside.
And when Im all alone I feel I dont want to hide, hide, hide.
Today she brought me in, told me where shed been;
She put my mind at rest, put the sweetness in.
Ill ask her for some time to go and look around;
She puts the sweetness in with a sound.
She knows just what to say to make a sunny day.
And when Im all alone I really dont feel that way.
Tell me, how would you feel with no world
Of your own and nobody to hold?
I just cant see the way; Im so glad its today
And youre here, youre here.
She brings the sunshine to a rainy afternoon;
She puts the sweetness in, stirs it with a spoon.
She watches for my moods, never brings me down;
She puts the sweetness in, all around.
She knows just what to say to make me feel so good inside.
And when Im all alone I really dont feel that way.
Oh how I need her so,
I know shell never go. doo doo doo doot n doo.
Shell never leave me, believe me, no. doo doo doo doot n doo.
Shell never go, no no no no no no no no no no no no.
song performed by by Yes
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Sweetness
She brings the sunshine to a rainy afternoon;
She puts the sweetness in, stirs it with a spoon.
She watches for my moods, never brings me down;
She puts the sweetness in, all around.
She knows just what to say to make me feel so good inside.
And when Im all alone I feel I dont want to hide, hide, hide.
Today she brought me in, told me where shed been;
She put my mind at rest, put the sweetness in.
Ill ask her for some time to go and look around;
She puts the sweetness in with a sound.
She knows just what to say to make a sunny day.
And when Im all alone I really dont feel that way.
Tell me, how would you feel with no world
Of your own and nobody to hold?
I just cant see the way; Im so glad its today
And youre here, youre here.
She brings the sunshine to a rainy afternoon;
She puts the sweetness in, stirs it with a spoon.
She watches for my moods, never brings me down;
She puts the sweetness in, all around.
She knows just what to say to make me feel so good inside.
And when Im all alone I really dont feel that way.
Oh how I need her so,
I know shell never go. doo doo doo doot n doo.
Shell never leave me, believe me, no. doo doo doo doot n doo.
Shell never go, no no no no no no no no no no no no.
song performed by by Yes
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