Bone Us
It is clearer each year...
Expectations to receive,
Leaves many misunderstanding
Just who is the giver!
Some are waiting and anticipating.
While others are fearing in distrust,
With thoughts they keep to themselves...
'Fewer will get gifts this year of cheer!
While some already know,
'They' want to bone us in the rear! '
Making the delivery understood...
Joy to the World may be arriving a bit later,
To the masses anticipating...
Much more than familiar anal encounters!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Real Thing
Key : - r:- ray
A:- anita
R: its the real thing that makes your body swing
Open your ears for the techno rap sing
Back on the track, no my name aint jack
You try to criticize, so now step back
I travelled the world all round and round
Make a lot of heads go upside down
If it aint rough, no, it aint no thing
Just let yourself go cause youre rolling with the real thing
A: were going for the real thing
R: go! go! let yourself go
Go! go! let yourself go
A: searchin for the real thing
R: do this! do this!
A: come on, come on
R: do this! do this!
A: no more waiting, anticipating
Were searching for the real thing
No more waiting, anticipating
Were going for the real thing
R: I select the thoughts and need from peoples minds
Combine it with my own style, I aint blind
One of a kind make sure Ill find
A way to gain and win cause its the real thing
The music flows, I lay these rhymes
Time for some action, cause its about time
Pay close attention, are you out, are you in?
cause if you roll, youre rolling with the real thing
A: searchin for the real thing
R: do this! do this!
A: come on, come on
R: do this! do this!
A: were going for the real thing
R: go! go! let yourself go
Go! go! let yourself go
A: no more waiting, anticipating
Were searching for the real thing
No more waiting, anticipating
Were going for the real thing
And were not gonna stop
Until we reach the highest top
We dont need, to stop
Well keep on searchin till we drop
A: never stop the real thing
Yeah!
Give me the real thing
R: cheer, cheer, cheer
Let yourself go
Let yourself go
Go! go! go! go! go! go!
A: no more waiting, anticipating
Were searching for the real thing
No more waiting, anticipating
Were going for the real thing
And were not gonna stop
Until we reach the highest top
We dont need, to stop
Well keep on searchin till we drop
R: go! go! go! go! go! go!
song performed by by 2 Unlimited
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20-12
As a new year approaches,
With a leaving of the old.
There is a hope for fresh adventures,
To captivate and behold...
Those anticipating with an awaiting,
Of an excitement the waiting creates.
Two thousand and twelve promises to reveal,
Uncovered directions on a path no one can conceal.
20-12 certainly will present,
A chasing away of self involvement...
With an interest to inspire,
All to come together as intended and meant.
20-12 certainly will present,
A chasing away of self involvement.
To captivate and behold...
Those anticipating with an awaiting,
Of an excitement the waiting creates.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Anticipating Impatiently To Be Dreamed
I may toss and turn myself to sleep,
Anticipating impatiently.
And waiting...
To dream of you.
And waiting...
For a view of you,
Anticipating impatiently...
To be dreamed.
I may toss and turn myself to sleep,
Anticipating impatiently.
And waiting...
To dream of you.
And waiting...
For a view of you,
Anticipating impatiently...
To be dreamed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Armour Plating - 1882
From anticipating,
anxiously awaiting
fate through dating
From meeting-mating,
to rating, stating
fearing hating.
Tears, shivers, shaking,
regrets, head aching,
fearing forsaking
confidence flaking.
From bating
without abating
flee, no weighting
armour plating
protects heart breaking
from mistakes making.
(9 April 2009)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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In Patient Heat For the Making
When love from these lips have spoken to ears heard,
It is not there for a temporary visit...
For purposes to witness a stirring that occurs!
And when it is whispered,
There is a roaring thunder of it...
Kept in waiting to project.
But I desire it to be felt,
With a passion one accepts.
Knowing what is in my heart,
Leaves one anticipating...
To share the depth of it next.
So much of it I can reflect!
When love from these lips have spoken to ears heard,
It is not there for a temporary visit.
Arriving as it does...
With a wish the listener hears it,
And wants all of what it is to stay!
More of this awaits,
In patient heat for the making.
Hoping that a taking of it...
Will not be delayed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mamas Little Girl
(dennis lambert / brian potter)
I took the ribbon from my hair
And Im letting it all hang down
So, if youre lookin for the same old me
Gotta tell you that shes left town
Dont try to call my number, baby
Youre gonna get no reply
cause suddenly Im changin
Im finally rearrangin
In this day of liberation
Im lookin to find my share
Whats the use of being patient?
You aint goin nowhere
I got my own two-step together
And I want the first slow dance with you
I just saw venus risin
Guess Im realisin
I aint mamas little girl no more
And baby, youre the first to know
I aint mamas little girl no more
I took a little time to grow
Its gonna be worth waiting
The anticipating
Im not mamas little baby no more
Well, Ive been everyones best friend
Someone they could tell their troubles to
How come they never noticed me
And the pain that I was going through?
Ive seen the lonely side of living
I never want to go back there again
The sad old me is dyin
Tonight there is no denyin
I aint mamas little girl no more
And baby, youre the first to know
I aint mamas little girl no more
I took a little time to grow
Its gonna be worth waiting
The anticipating
Im not mamas little baby no more
I aint mamas little girl no more
And baby, youre the first, the first to know
I aint mamas little girl no more
I took a little time, a time to grow
Its gonna be worth the waiting
The anticipating
Im not mamas little baby no more, no more
I aint mamas little girl no more
And baby, youre the first, the first to know
I said I aint mamas little girl no, no more
I took a little time, a time to grow
Its gonna be worth the waiting
The anticipating
Im not mamas little baby no more, no more
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Come On In
Come on in,
You sure look good to me.
Come on in,
Ive learned how lonely I can be.
I guess well never know just what went wrong
You know its been a whole year has passed us by and gone.
But were back together now where we belong
So, baby, come on in.
Come on in,
I heard your footstep on the stair.
Come on in,
Id know it anywhere.
Your old chair in the corner is justa sitting there waiting.
Its been a long time anticipating.
What a long time its been.
So, baby, come on in.
Over and over Ive told myself
I said, son, youve got to lose these blues.
Get ready for the day when shell walk in the door.
So I dusted off your housecoat and I polished up your shoes.
Come on in,
You know your welcome here.
Aw, come on in,
Its been a long, long year.
Now I know why I waited around
I wouldnt run around town, let them put me down.
I knew that if I waited I would win.
So, baby, come on in.
Come on in,
Come on in,
Aw, come in.
song performed by by Monkees
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Listen To Me Baby
Please listen to me baby,
You are my own sweet lady,
With you I'm meant to be
And tomorrow we will see
Blue skies everywhere.
A hotel stands in waiting
Rose gardens near the sea
Two hearts anticipating
A romance of ecstasy.
So hush your painful crying,
Very soon we will be flying
Once again I'll hear you sing
On a holiday in spring
No sadness anywhere.
A hotel stands in waiting
Rose gardens near the sea
Two hearts anticipating
A romance of ecstasy.
poem by Bikramjyoti Kashyop
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Real Thing
Rap 1:
It's the real thing that makes your body swing
Open your ears for the techno rap sing
Back on the track, no my name ain't Jack
You try to criticize, so now step back
I traveled the world all round and round
Make a lot of heads go upside down
If it ain't rough, no, it ain't no thing
Just Let yourself go cause you're rolling with the real thing
Searchin' for the real thing
Do this! Do this! Come on, come on. Do this! Do this!
We're going for the real thing
Go! Go! Let yourself go, let yourself go!
Go! Go! Let yourself go, let yourself go!
CHORUS pt1:
No more waiting, anticipating
We're searching for the real thing
No more waiting, anticipating
We're going for the real thing
Rap 2:
I select the thoughts and need from people's minds
Combine it with my own style, I ain't blind
One of a kind make sure I'll find
A way to gain and win cause it's the real thing
The music flows, I lay these rhymes
Time for some action, cause it's about time
Pay close attention, are you out, are you in?
'Cause if you roll, you're rolling with the real thing
CHORUS pt1
CHORUS pt2:
And we're not gonna stop
Until we reach the highest top
We don't need, to stop
We'll keep on searchin' till we drop
song performed by by 2 Unlimited
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New Year 2008
As the old year fades
And the New Year comes,
Most hearts and minds
Emotional become.
But thank we must
The Almighty,
For all the good things
That had happened.
Let’s efface the thoughts
Of woes, grief and strife;
Let’s hope the New Year
Will fill in those gaps
With joys and ecstasies.
Let’s all resolve
To lead better lives
As the New Year arrives,
And thank the Lord.
Let’s be soul-wise;
Let’s give up vice;
Let’s heed advice
From people nice.
As New Year unfolds,
Let’s pray to God
To bestow cheer,
All through the New Year.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-27-2007
poem by John Celes
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Anti-establishment Man
Standing by the roadside
Old newspaper in my hand.
Reading yesterdays headlines,
Nothing new, I said its all the same.
Everywhere!
Im the fool of the year and Ive been waiting
Twenty five years of anticipating
Ive seen changes in my land
People Im here to tell you,
Ive been around since the world began.
Well, mr. politician, reform me if you can,
Im an anti-establishment man.
Im tired of your treating
All of my children the same.
Everywhere!
Spending all that money
On a stupid war in vietnam
(when we need it at home)
People Im here to tell you,
I think its bout time that the world began (all over!)
Well, mr. politician, reform me if you can,
Im an anti-establishment man.
song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
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What Are You Doing New Year's Eve?
When the bells all ring,
And the horns all blow,
And the couples we know
Are fondly kissing.
Will I be with you,
Or will I be among the missing?
Maybe it's much too early in the game,
Ah, but I thought I'd ask you just the same,
What are you doing New Year's, New Year's Eve?
Wonder who's arms will hold you good and tight,
When it's exactly 12 o'clock that night,
New Year's, New Year's Eve.
Maybe I'm crazy to suppose,
I'd ever be the one you chose,
Out of a thousand invitations you'll receive.
Ah, but in case I stand one little chance,
Here comes the jackpot question in advance,
What are you doing New Year's, New Year's Eve?
(Instrumental break)
Out of a thousand invitations you'll receive,
Ah, but in case I stand one little chance,
Here comes the jackpot question in advance,
What are you doing New Year's, New Year's Eve?
What are you doing, New Year's Eve?
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Happy New Year Everyone
As we venture towards another year,
I sit and reflect on the passing one.
A year that has been filled
with surprises from start to finish.
The biggest surprise
is the love and friendship
that has greeted me
from all the four corners of the world.
My cup runneth over
with the joys that it has brought
to this heart of mine.
It is hard to believe
and I am still pinching myself
to prove that it is real.
I could never have imagined
at this time last year. (2006)
that I would be writing this
to say thank you to everyone.
The joy of just one friend
is something to rejoice for,
but to having hundreds
is surely a blessing from God.
This year has taught me
many things about my life
and the way we should live.
Caring for others,
everyone we meet,
stretching out a helping hand
to everyone in need.
Never giving cross words,
there is no need for them,
when our love
will always make amends.
So yes, this passing year to me
has been a very memorable one.
Into the next, I’ll stride
with hope that I can help more
than I did this year.
Making more people smile
and bring more love and good cheer.
To all my friends out there
around the world
I am wishing you
a very happy and prosperous
New Year (2008) ahead.
If it is to be,
like this year for me.
It will certainly be a good
and Happy New Year indeed.
Happy New Year Everyone
Love and Hugs
David aka Dodgy Dave
30 December 2007
poem by David Harris
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A Faithful Witness
To the firstborn of Yahseph,
Of all that is created;
To the secondborn of Yahseph,
Do set set your mind on Mount Zion;
For His name is His glory and,
Of the economic well-being.
Of the year of the rat,
Of the year of the dog,
Of the year of the cow,
Of the year of the bull,
Of the year of the sheep,
Of the year of the dragon,
Of the year of the snake,
Of the year of the pig,
Of the year of the goat,
Of the year of the lizard,
Of the year of the crocodile,
Of the year of the elephant,
Of the year of the scorpion,
Of the year of the turtle,
Of the year of the fish,
Of the year of the earth,
Of the year of the wind,
Of the year of the fire,
Of the year of the water,
And of the year of the bush!
Like the firstborns of slaves.
The hips of romance,
The faithful witness will not lie;
The same day,
The same night,
Of the love shared at where no oxen are;
And the crib was very clean.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Christmas? Cheers
Christmas is a time of focussed energy
Expectations of happy moments
Phone calls to distant relatives
Cards with greetings and happy thoughts
Hope for reconciliation and love
Peace descending like a dove
All our plans for meals in and out
Parties and works do’s funny hats
Send some money to sons and daughters
Buy little gifts for friends and acquaintances
Write charity cards with similar greetings
Arrange for endless lunchtime meetings
This sounds like a joyful time
Everyone you meet tells the same tale
Glad when it’s over and normal service resumed
Perhaps we go to a church service at midnight
Pray for a new start the lord will provide
A year full of errors and hurt put aside
No matter what we hope for this time of year
Tragedy strikes the heart of someone we know
Or to ourselves why is this so
I’m counting five now with one in between
Heartbreak and sorrow for four of these
One filled with love and happiness please
It’s the anniversary of many things
The awareness that another year has gone by
One year older but next year will be better
I listen to my soul sing the familiar song
With hope and promise of no more tears
I’ve love to give and Christmas Cheers
poem by Gerard Heathcote
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The Door Left Ajar
Everynight,
I wait for the dawn
Hoping,
You might just walk in
From that door
I had left ajar
Anticipating your return.
Then the dawn
Matures into the day
And the day
Dissolves into dusk
My door
Still remains ajar
Anticipating your return.
As the dusk
Gathers more of its colour
And embraces stillness
Like impending doom.
My heart sinks
As if shipwrecked on sea.
My door
Still remains ajar
Anticipating your return.
Then
Everynight
I wait for the dawn
hoping
You might just walk in
From that door
I had left ajar
Anticipating your return.
poem by Anjali Kakati
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Caught in my Compact
Terza Rima Sonnet
Caught in my Compact
Wade through the squalor, shaken and straining
Consciously, Head held high, anticipating
Storm breaks overhead and now ‘tis raining
Movement round me sluggish, on nerves, grating
Breathe deeply now, settling apprehension
Yet my heart is open, anticipating
Mind deliberates on my perception
Rain still gently falls and I absorb it
In this journey here from my conception
Glimpsing a bench, I walk over and sit
Sensations are strong, you come nearer
I close my eyes lean back, snooze for a bit
Open my compact, catch you in mirror
As you approach, your face getting clearer
poem by Nancy E Alcorn
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This Year Has Been/ My Year Of Leaves
THIS YEAR HAS BEEN/ MY YEAR OF LEAVES
This year has been
My year of leaves-
Gold and Yellow
Green and deep-
Beauty light
Beauty seen
Beauty in the world between
All I am
And Nature is
Whatever G-d simply gives.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Holiday Yets
You know the holidays
are the best
and the worst.
Expectations rise
to levels so high
that they surely
cannot ever be reached.
Then there is the commercialization
and the money we all feel we need
to buy the gifts
which our relatives
may or may not need.
While joy in the giving
is there
also the feeling that
you don't have enough money
to participate
or your gift
is not as good a gift
as the other one
the brother-in-law gives;
you know the brother-in-law
who gives
just to throw
his money around.
.
Oh how I wish the
holidays
had more celebration in them.
And then the bills
come in January
preceded by New Year's Eve
New Year's Eve that can be both anxiety-ridden
and wonderful.
What have I achieved this year?
If dating
who is this person
and will they be there next year?
Or my God
they just might be
and I don't know how
I feel about that'
or worse I could be
all alone next New Years Eve.
Yes, the holidays;
wonderful
and as I say;
Yet?
Let me out of the holidays
I need a year
to rest.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Nursery Rhyme
One year, two year, three year, four,
Comes a khaki gentleman knocking at the door.
'Any little boys at home, send them out to me
To train them and brain them in battles yet to be.'
When a little boy is born feed him, train him so.
Put him in a cattle pen and wait for him to grow.
When he's nice and plump and dear, and sensible and sweet,
Throw him in the trenches for the great grey rats to eat.
Toss him in the cannon's mouth, cannons fancy best
Tender little boys' flesh that's easy to digest.
Mother rears her family on two pounds ten a week.
Teaches them to wash themselves, teaches them to speak.
Rears them with a heart's love, rears them to be men.
Grinds her fingers to the bone, and then... what then?
But parents who must rear the boys the cannons love to slay,
Also pay for cannons that blow other boys away.
Parsons tell them that their sons have just been blown to bits.
Patriotic parents must all laugh like fits.
Rear the boys for honest men and send them out to die!
Where's the coward father who would dare raise a cry?
Any gentleman's aware folk rear their children for
Blunderers and plunderers to mangle in a war!
Five year, six year, seven year, eight.
'Hurry up you little chaps, the captain's at the gate!'
poem by Frank Wilmot
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