Easy As a Peach Pie Eaten
Who proclaims that being busy,
Is as easy as a peach pie eaten.
And...
Who declares that happiness,
Takes no effort to possess?
And who is it that says these things,
From the comfort of a rocking chair?
When all that's done is a rock with a stare.
As dust sits beneath it,
With reminisced wishes right there.
Who proclaims that being busy,
Is as easy as a peach pie eaten.
And...
Who declares that happiness,
Takes no effort to possess?
And how about those who live life,
Excited with this gift.
While others say their lives are charmed,
But those burdens unseen still exist.
'How is that done? '
It's a mind thing.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Effort
It takes initiative.
Sometimes unrelenting...
To accomplish a task,
From the beginning to end.
And there are times,
What one has chosen to do...
May be too much loved,
To ever give up to walk away.
With motivation, purpose and direction,
It takes effort to make things work.
It takes sacrifice applied.
And initiative with sacrifice 'and' devotion...
May require dedication for the rest of one's life.
Depending on how deeply one is determined and affected.
No matter how easy or hard it may look,
From the outside looking in.
It takes effort to make things work.
It takes sacrifice applied.
And initiative with sacrifice 'and' devotion.
With that set in motion,
Few people could careless how they are perceived.
Knowing blood, sweat and many tears,
May never be subjected to leave.
Oh yes...
It takes effort to make things work.
It takes sacrifice applied.
And with that set in motion,
In the heart of one devoted...
Few doing this could careless,
How they are perceived by the rest.
It takes an effort that will be tested.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Happiness is not a thing called Joe
Happiness is not a thing called Joe,
Happiness doesn't have a name,
If you discovered love and God,
Then you have happiness and fame.
Happiness is not the wind, Maria,
Happiness is love with a friend,
If you have friends and family,
Then that is happiness to send.
Love isn't sex and a one night stand,
Love is there for who will take your hand,
Love is wonderful, and simply grand,
Love is a heart that takes to understand.
If you have happiness, then you have love,
If you have love, happiness is also there,
One does not exclude the other, not ever,
You will possess both in this endeavor.
poem by David Lessard
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The Peach Tree On The Southern Wall
The peach tree on the southern wall
Has basked so long beneath the sun,
Her score of peaches great and small
Bloom rosy, every one.
A peach for brothers, one for each,
A peach for you and a peach for me;
But the biggest, rosiest, downiest peach
For Grandmamma with her tea.
poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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Few Hours At Their Disposal to Doze
Work involved was discovered,
For the many of them...
Doing things on a whim!
It isn't as easy as 'making' a baby.
Or turning on one's TV.
Those things done with little effort.
As one in minutes...
Or seconds becomes pleased.
A production is easier to take,
From the outside looking in!
It is not as easy as critiquing.
And that seems to be done quicker,
Than one can sip tea.
Although impatiently waiting,
For this to be prepared to one's taste.
As one hopes it would be
It isn't nearly as easy as it is,
To sit and wish.
Or complain as someone else does it.
It may look easy to supervise.
But it isn't.
Laziness is quick to detect.
No rest here is involved.
At all.
To accomplish something requires work.
With a 'w' connected to the O, R and K.
And if one wishes to produce dreams...
One day it will be realized,
Dreams that come to life...
Do not flow freely as if water in a stream.
Or from a tap to drip!
Nor do they come to a baited hook,
Upon the sight of it.
For one with no patience to fish.
And many are left sitting with their visions.
'I 'almost' caught one THIS big.'
If one wishes to succeed...
They must also prepare to sweat and bleed.
And show that with little effort!
That's the 'key' of it if it is a desired wish.
If not?
Folks with no experience,
Should keep their mouths closed.
But they don't.
Those who wish to succeed,
Have few hours at their disposal to doze.
OR snack happily in between commercials shown.
'Are you in the kitchen?
Do you mind bringing me a beer?
And a sandwich with lettuce and tomatos.
If there is chips...
Bring those too! '
To complete is to 'doing'
As that is to getting something done.
Usually with less lip.
And likely with far less tongue!
For the one who knows what it takes...
To break a sweat without regret.
Even if that should require one to run.
'Don't try to tell me how to raise my children! '
~I'm not trying to tell you how to do that at all.
However,
If they insist on playing in my backyard...
'You' teach them how to mow my grass.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Happiness
Happines give me the strength,
I need
Happiness teaches us what the,
life means
A loving word and gentle kiss
It's like a sunflower; it follows,
the things you enjoy in your,
life
Happiness is the wey to success
Happiness never takes you down
You are my happiness
You cheer me when I am angry
Eliminating passion is not happiness
Happiness is
Having someone by your side to,
love
One thing is happiness to me
is you.
poem by Anees Akbar
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Going West
He sits in his rocking chair,
his dreams cemented in the past.
He wishes he had been a pioneer
packing up everything
and travelling west to start again afresh.
That is for the young men,
but he is an old man who thinks
things like that cannot be done now.
He is too old to start again.
He never tried it when he was young,
now time has passed
and all he can do is rock to and fro.
Wishing he had done it then.
Someone once told him
a long, long time ago
that nothing was impossible.
He smiled at the suggestion,
now he wonders of its validity.
Standing up he takes a deep breath
of the air around him
and coughs a little bit.
He smiles to himself, he is going to do it.
He is going west to the sunset,
the place where all his dream lay awaiting for him.
He will do it tomorrow,
then he sits back in his rocking chair
and thinks of all the beauty there he will find.
25 January 2009
poem by David Harris
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It's Not Easy...
It's not easy to break somebody's heart
it takes a lot of effort
It's not easy to give somebody eternal pain
coz it's not any type of comfort
The person is himself in pain
when they don't love somebody
They are even in more pain...
when they are loved by that somebody
It's not easy to say 'NO'
the process is very painful
That person from inside
feels very pitiful
Before giving that pain...
to somebody they loved
They self experience the pain
that is beyond any fund.
poem by Geetali Sharma
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This peach my teacher
This peach
that I’ve just eaten,
been graced by,
been blessed by,
been taught by,
been transformed by…
it’s as if some
Messenger of the Gods
had arrived, stopwatch in hand,
saying, everything holds in perfection
but a little moment -
as William Shakespeare noted:
so I’m going to arrange things so that
as the stopwatch ticks out
ten seconds to that moment,
you’ll reach out your hand to the fruitbowl,
take it, feel its yielding softness under velvet skin,
cut it carefully twice through the poles,
once equatorially… and as it falls apart,
spear one segment; eat…
this peach
was full of what even Rilke
could say no more than, peachness..
it was a living proof of Plato:
its perfection taught me
where essence meets experience,
where actuality meets the ideal of peach;
where a singular perfection speaks of
all perfections; where perfection
leaves from perfection, naught else but perfect…
how could such a perfect thing
have been invented by one
who does not love? Who is not love?
This peach is love itself, and I the worshipper
must needs make of myself a living God
to whom to kneel, to offer praise and gratitude
for all perfection known..
this peach my teacher.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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It's Not Easy...
It's not easy to break somebody's heart
it takes a lot of effort
It's not easy to give somebody eternal pain
coz it's not any type of comfort
The person is himself in pain
when they don't love somebody
They are even in more pain...
when they are loved by that somebody
It's not easy to say 'NO'
the process is very painful
That person from inside
feels very pitiful
Before giving that pain...
to somebody they loved
They self experience the pain
that is beyond any fund.
Geetali Sharma
poem by suchul Jin
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Baby You Got What It Takes
Well, it takes more than a robin
To make a winter cold
Then it takes two lips of fire
To melt away the snow
Yeah, and it takes two hearts a-cookin
To make a fire glow
And baby, you got what it takes
(pullin together)
Well, it takes a lot of kissin
To make a romance sweet
And it takes a lot of lovin
To make my life complete
And it takes a lot of woman
To knock me off-a my feet
And baby, you got what it takes
Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-we
Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-we
Baby, youve got just what it takes
And it takes more than an effort
To stay away from you
And it takes more than a lifetime
To prove that Ill be true
(sing it with me)
Yeah, and it takes somebody special
To make me say, I do
And baby, you got what it takes
Woo-woo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-we
Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-we
Baby, you got just what it takes
Well, it takes more than an effort (hoo)
To stay away from you (ooo, I know it)
And it takes more than a lifetime
To prove that Ill be true
And it takes somebody special
To make me say, I do
And baby, you got what it takes
Oh yeah
And baby, you got what it takes
And baby, you got what it takes
song performed by by Van Morrison
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The Peach
Mamma gave us a single peach,
She shared it among seven;
Now you may think that unto each
But a small piece was given.
Yet though each share was very small,
We owned when it was eaten,
Being so little for us all
Did its fine flavour heighten.
The tear was in our parent's eye,
It seemed quite out of season;
When we asked wherefore she did cry,
She thus explained the reason:-
'The cause, my children, I may say,
Was joy, and not dejection;
The peach, which made you all so gay,
Gave rise to this reflection:
'It's many a mother's lot to share,
Seven hungry children viewing,
A morsel of the coarsest fare,
As I this peach was doing.'
poem by Charles Lamb
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Rock The Night
Ive gone through changes
Ive gone through pain
But theres not enough reason for me to go insane
I know the feeling, when it grows
Im in a rage up from my head down to my toes.
You know it aint easy
Running out of thrills
You know it aint easy
When you dont know what you want.
Rock now, rock the night
til early in the morning light
Rock now, rock the night
Youd better believe its right.
I know my limit
Just what it takes
When things aint good enough
I just pull the brake
Sometimes its easy
Sometimes so tough
But just have one thing clear
I cant get enough.
song performed by by Europe
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Rare To Achieve
The creative process takes effort.
Many believe the expression itself is easy.
No announcements made are necessary,
To proclaim an interest to start what is desired...
But repeatedly does not begin.
It takes more than hours!
It takes years to hone a craft...
From love, blood, sweat and tears.
And many are not connected to what they deem as easy.
Several may get upset...
Because no support from others they get.
Why?
Well...
Let's analyze it!
Very few concepts that are lipped,
Arrive to the wrists.
With sleeves rolled up to the elbows.
It is more glamorous to say what it is one wishes to see done.
Than it is to realize it and have it shown under the Sun.
And a work truthfully in progress,
Is seldom mentioned until a finished product is seen.
Few projects move from discussion to completion.
And the ones that do...
Require a focus to get done with collective discipline.
And this,
Is extremely rare to achieve in 'most' small minded communities!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Happiness Is An Option
It is not easy
It is not easy
Looking from a window
At the edge of a house
At the edge of a town
Its grey like the day
When I lost it
Clouds overhead
I talked to a flower
That was almost dead
My body a prison
Why did I do it
Someone want me not to
But I still went through it
(living it upside, you gotta remember, that happiness is an option)
It is not easy
But dont give up now
(so dont give up)
It is not easy
Happiness is an option
(but happiness is an option)
Needed somewhere to clear my head
Find some strength a warmer bed
Maximum love in a minimal world
Id never achieved it
But then I believed it
So when I lost it - how
Im not sure - now
It was a strange feeling
Like a law repealing itself
It is not easy
But dont give up now
(so dont give up)
It is not easy
Happiness is an option
(but happiness is an option)
It is not easy
But dont give up now
(so dont give up)
It is not easy
Happiness is an option
(giving it up, if you are giving it up, if you are giving it up)
I can wake up in the morning
And not believe what I see
Look in a mirror and think
If thats really me
I dont think I suit my face
Its not a catastrophe
Its more a philosophy
Like the russians wondering why
Were born under a blue sky
But die in a dark forest
It is not easy
But dont give up now
(so dont give up)
It is not easy
Happiness is an option
(but happiness is an option)
It is not easy
But dont give up now
(so dont give up)
It is not easy
Happiness is an option
(but happiness is an option)
This is neither old nor new
Its always forever
Somewhere between sense
And ambition
Pleasure and decision
We have to make a choice
What do we want
Everyone singing
war, what is it good for?
While planning the next one
I dont need to win
You dont have to loose
We can choose
Happiness is an option
(you can choose)
It is not easy
But dont give up now
(so dont give up)
It is not easy
Happiness is an option
(chris: happiness is an option)
It is not easy
(no, it is not easy)
The war within us
(so war within us)
(so dont give up)
But it gets easier
(but it gets easier)
The more we learn
(the more we learn)
I dont need to win
(I dont need to win)
You dont have to loose
(you dont have to loose)
So dont give up
We can choose
Happiness is an option
(happiness is an option)
(chris: happiness is an option)
It is not easy
(no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no)
But dont give up now
(dont give up now)
(so dont give up)
It is not easy
(it is not easy)
Happiness is an option
(happiness is an option)
(if you are giving it up, if you are giving it up)
You dont have to loose
(you dont have to loose)
(if you are giving it up, you gotta remember)
We can choose happiness is an option
(we can choose happiness is an option)
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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What it takes
What it takes for a life to possess another?
Benediction? Sympathy? Illusive likeness?
What it takes for a life to possess another?
Indolence? Insanity? Obsessed charm?
And in between countless moments of indecision
Love dies even before it's born.
poem by Ayan Dasgupta
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Easy As It Seems
Ive been your lover for too many years, Im through with wastin my time
You been out runnin without any fear, tell me why, I wanna know the reason why
(its easy as it seems) cause its easy as it seems
I keep on hearin your road never bends, you aint committin no crime
I hear youre sleepin with one of my friends, tell me why
I wanna know the reason why
(its easy as it seems) cause its easy as it seems
When youre walkin out on your dreams, you just walk away
I played your boyfriend for too many years, you know its drivin me wild
Ive seen you cryin without any tears, like a child
You wonder all the reasons why
(its easy as it seems) and its easy as it seems
When youre walkin out on your dreams, you just walk away
If it takes forever, I dont mind, if it takes forever, Ive got time
All that I wanna know, can you lay it on the line
cause if it takes forever, you know Im gonna find out
(its easy as it seems) yeah its easy as it seems
When youre walkin out on your dreams, you just walk away, walk away
(its easy as it seems) oh its easy (easy), easy as it seems
Yeah its easy (easy), oh its easy as it seems
Oh its easy (easy), oh its easy as it seems
Yeah its easy (easy), easy as it seems... (to fade)
song performed by by Kiss
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Busy
I am busy
you are busy
we are busy
but the old woman needs help
to find her way home.
I am busy
you are busy
we are busy
but the dove is too slow
to fly out of the way.
I am busy
you are busy
we are busy
but the children crossing the street
are too many.
I am busy
you are busy
we are busy....
I am busy
you are busy
we are...
busy.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Marital Agonies
she sits on a rocking chair
but she is not rocking it
her eyes stare at the sea without
a horizon
she spreads her legs looking
for a spot to
rest her toes,
he is out there looking at the sunset
his shadow is consumed
by darkness
he comes home
opens the PC and begins to write some poems
mostly about
funerals
unlike before
there were lots of sunrises everywhere as though
mornings are the only
seasons
he pauses, he hears the rocking of the chair.
the TV is off
he cannot find the letters to form the words.
he stares at the monitor
he is silent.
there is no break in this monotonous sound of silence.
he wishes he were a stone.
she wishes she is a bird.
one refuses to grow further.
the other wants to fly away, no matter where.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Me And My Old Cat Sam
I sit here all alone well
Me and my old cat Sam
Rocking back and fro
As my
Chair squeaks
As I rock
In front of the old fireplace
Just me and my old cat
Sam
Knitting mittens
Singing while my cat sam takes
A nap
I’m growing old
Still alone
Me and my old cat Sam and my
Old rocking chair
As the fireplace is cracking while
The
Red blue flames seem to cracker
And pop
As it
Burn so happily it seem's
My chair squeaks my cat nod as I
Rock
In my rocking chair back and fro
Cheerfully in front of my old
Fireplace
With red and blue flames highlighting
The wall and ceilings
Me and my old cat Sam as he nod’s
I rock back and fro
While my rocking chair squeaks along
With the fireplace cracker and
Popping..
poem by Carolyn Sears
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Happiness To Me
Does Happiness depend upon comfort? ’
The answer is definitely a big, ‘No! ’
Happiness lies in not comforts alone!
Happiness is not a static quality of the
human mind, body and soul.
All can’t remain happy all the time.
It would be foolishness to wish for a life,
filled with happiness alone;
Life could become boring, when happiness is prolonged.
Even A pauper can be happier than the prince.
Even A beggar smiles and sleeps well, despite much strife.
Happiness is a frame of mind that’s dynamic in nature;
Happiness is a kind of mood of feeling very well;
Happiness is a state of one, when life seems worth living;
Happiness is all within;
Happiness is in giving;
Happiness is in sharing;
Happiness does not depend on comforts;
Happiness cannot be bought by money;
Happiness is not all luxury;
Happiness is in being child-like, though adult;
Happiness is in sacrificing for others’ sake;
Happiness is in doing acts of charity;
Happiness is when you’ve led a righteous life.
Happiness to some is in dreams alone;
Happiness to some doing risky feats;
Happiness to a few is in a sheer lazy life;
Happiness to me is in loving.
poem by Richard Maginness
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