Glued to It
As a weaving of a web in secret done,
Forces those from their hidden corners...
Out in the open.
And seen to be in the middle of it.
Exposing themselves,
To be the culprits.
There is no need for the ones,
With sticky fingers to admit...
Which one of them is at fault.
Since all in view had participated in this.
And without a finger able to point...
As in the past this has been done.
All clearly glued to their mischief...
Can not denied their involvement to anyone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Is It Possible
How is it possible to lay blame,
And not profess to be near...
To claim involvement?
How is it possible to own reactions...
But not invest any knowledge,
Of participating in the created unrest?
As if that finger pointing,
Is unattached to the one recognizing fault!
How is that done by someone...
Who attacks another for exposing,
An emotion returned that was equally matched!
How is it possible to lay blame,
And not profess to be near...
To claim involvement?
And how can anything be solved,
When someone hurt is on the prowl.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Positivity
When overcome by black despair you can’t find beauty anywhere.
There is no point in finding fault; it is past time to call a halt.
I find that when I’m feeling blue. It helps to change my point of view. Why it that the world seems grey, nothing is has changed since yesterday.
To find the answer look inside to where you’re inmost thoughts abide.
It’s not a choice, it is a must there’s something which you must adjust.
When that’s corrected you will see the world with greater clarity
There is still beauty to be found you merely have to look around.
It is entirely up to you to reassess your point of view
Accentuate the positive and disregard the negative.
By keeping to the middle way and treating every single day.
As a new challenge to be met your miseries you can forget.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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It Is Nobody's Fault
you fall, she falls, he falls
we all fall
somewhere sometime
fingers were born
not to point who is
at fault for all these
catastrophies
it is destiny
fate, let the finger
touch love
it is nobody's fault
there is no such word
as blame and cord
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Further Than You
Come to wind, carry it from the sun.
Come to rain, turns up the corners of my mouth.
And I like this wide open view
But Im not looking further than you
Come to stranger, wants to know my name.
Come tomorrow, I still feel the same.
And I like this wide open view
But Im not looking further than you
Oh, on a day like this you can see forever but thats okay.
And I like this wide open view
But Im not looking further than you
Come to moon, floating like a fish.
Come to first star, whod have thought itd come to this.
And I like this wide open view
But Im not looking further than you
And I like this wide open view
But Im not looking further than you
song performed by by Heather Nova
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A Spiders Web
Ode to marshmallow
so sticky and sweet
Its beauty quite hidden
For normal eyes to see
Warm over the fire
Soft to touch
Stuck between
My five fingers
Spread them apart
A spider's web
Different and unique
each time
So may I
with my little eye
See the beauty
hidden beneath
Natures secret
So special and short
Ode, to marshmallow
poem by Violet Montario
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When One Weaves A Web
When one weaves a web,
It is recommended...
There is a planned exit to take.
Because the weaving of them,
Is difficult to defend...
If one is caught,
And observed in the middle.
To then deny any involvement in its making.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I've Found The Secret
I've found the secret.
It's not hidden anymore.
But I must hide it
like it was before.
It needs to be hidden.
For it is forbidden.
I know the secret.
But I'll keep it still.
I must never divulge it.
It must never spill
into the mind of anyone
to let their peace come undone.
I hate the secret
for it ruins my sleep.
But the secret is mine,
mine to keep.
The secret I know
can be yours.
If you find it
it will open all doors.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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I'm frustrated by something, it's my fault for exposing myself to it in the first place. The rumor mill always seemed like a grass fire to me. Why walk out in the middle of the field, it's just going to flame out and go away just like everything else does?
The Girl with the Croissant.
You watch the way the girl
Pulls apart the croissant with
Her slim fingers and licks each
Finger in turn sucking on each
With the passion of one making
Love and yet as she pulls it apart
There is that slowness oh that
Deliberate tearing open as if she
Were now opening herself for her
Latest lover as her fingers pull and
Her eyes gaze and her tongue licks
The corners of her soft mouth to
Catch escaping crumbs as if they
Were the juices of her lover’s sperm
Then she turns her head and sees
Your stare and you just wishing you
Was the croissant in her fingers there.
poem by Terry Collett
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0020 Finger lickin' blood
At Wendy's Restaurant in San Jose,
California, USA,
a woman 'found' a finger, rather illy
hidden in her bowl of chilli.
The management's reaction -
and this is just no laugh -
is irony in action:
they've had to cut the staff.
The Prosecutor's hinted -
though the amputee's not found -
the culprit has been fingered,
with the evidence...to hand...
but suspicion's bound to linger
and fingers sure to point -
did rivals have a finger
in cutting down this joint?
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Beside You
Little jimmys gone way out of the back streets
Out of the window, into the falling rain,
And hes right on time, right on time.
Thats why broken arrow waved his finger
Down the road so dark and narrow
In the evening just before the sunday sixbells chime
And way out on the highway
All the dogs are barkin way down below
And you wander away from your hillside retreated view
Went to wanderin nordhbridge way out on the railroad
Together all the tipping trucks will unload
All the scrapbooks built together stuck with glue
And Ill stand beside you, beside you
Oh child, to never wonder why
To never, never, never, never wonder why at all
To never, never, never, never wonder why
Its gotta be, it has to be
Across the crystal pavements
Way across the country where the hillside mountains glide
The dynamo of your smile caressed the
Barefoot virgin child
To wander past your window in the nighttime cross the floor
Crying as ecstasy surrounds you
Through the night air your proud time is open
Go well against the pointed idle breeze
Past the footlights of the brazen silence easy
In the night you cry and you want spirits to tell you
Everythings alright
Go ahead and do it one more time baby
Youre satisfied I guess, youre way up and the sky comes down
Kaleidoscope
Open and just hold the lantern in the doorway,
For the freedom of it.
And you take the night air through your nostrils and you breathe
In out, in out
And you breathe just like that, just like that
How does it get you when it gets you
When it gets ya
You may not know its got you until you turn around
And Ill point a finger at you, point a finger at you
You say which way, which way
Thats alright, weve gotten hip to it
Goin to do it right now.
Behind you
Beside you, beside you
Oh child to never wonder why
To never, never, never, never wonder why at all
Never never never never wonder why at all.
song performed by by Van Morrison
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View
A man,
More rare than fine gold;
Mankind,
More scarce than the pure gold of Ophir;
But when will this great tribulation start?
Formed from the womb and killed to be buried in the tomb,
But those days should be shortened for us to gain the end.
Open the Book and see the light,
Enslaved for 400 years! !
Like a kingdom which is shaken all around.
Humility,
Of our sins of the past to make change for the better;
Like Aids(1981) and HIV catching up to the human race.
Oh, how my mind rests on the mountain of Olives;
And like the days of Noah,
A reed like a measuring rod is needed for survival.
Land, water, air!
The warning labels to us all to learn like a student;
But hidden from the view of many without hope.
This point of view is desirable for food,
This act of love id hidden from a view,
But around the great river Euphrates came the war!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Human Hand
The Human Hand has five fingers,
But none of similar size!
Yet, God put them all together,
To make a Hand so nice!
The Thumb is short and stout as well,
And moves most in all ways;
God gave it utmost importance,
‘I’m the best, ’ it says!
The Index- finger points the way,
And says, ‘I am the best;
As God had made it straight and strong,
’Tis better than the rest.
The Middle-finger grows longest,
And feels the greatest one;
Its actions though of lesser range,
’Tis not useful alone.
The Ring-finger is always proud,
It carries costly rings!
And sometimes, it has more than one!
‘I am richest, ’ it sings.
The Little-finger though smallest,
Cried ’twas sadly ignored!
Foremost in prayer, it remains,
And hence it felt unnerved.
Why fingers should fight ’mongst themselves?
Together, they stand best;
Each one is meant for a function;
Alone they form not Hand!
poem by John Celes
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Can I Go Now
What's the point of trying to meet you in the middle
You got your point of view
There's nothing I can do
Can't change your mind
Can't leave it all behind
You're living in the past
We talk and talk
THIS GOES ON for hours
About how I should be
Why is it all me
Don't wanna fight
Don't wanna waste my time
Baby THIS CAN'T LAST
I'm moving on
song performed by by Jennifer Love Hewitt from Barenaked
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A Different Point Of View
(tennant/lowe)
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When Im sitting so close to you
Theres only one thing that I wanna do
But I know what youre likely to say
That Im going about it the wrong way
We cant agree about anything
Where to go or even where weve been
And I know what youre likely to do
Say that Ive never cared about you
And all I wanted to say was that I love you
But you tell me now you dont believe its true
You got a different, a different
A different point of view
You got a different
Point of view
You dont believe a single word I say
If Id say black was white, youd say it was grey
But in spite of being treated this way
I still dream of you all night and day
And all I wanted to say was that I love you
But you tell me now you dont believe its true
You got a different, a different
A different point of view
You got a different
Point of view
Just this once
Just say yes
Please
Youve got a clever way of haunting me
Im never scared, but youre still daunting me
cause I know what youre likely to say
And I know that youll get your own way
And all I wanted to say was that I love you
But you tell me now you dont believe its true
You got a different, a different
A different point of view
You got a different
Point of view
You got a different, a different
A different point of view
You got a different
Point of view
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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If you point one accusing finger at others, three fingers will point at you.
My Secret
You've been told my secret
Not from the words of my lips
I wanted to keep it
Keep it on my finger tips
Wanting to tell you myself
Trying to find my courage
Wondering what are you thinking to yourself
Loosing all of my courage
Leading me far away from you
Slower each day
My eyes want to catch you in my view
Walking past you each day
But I don't won't to stray away
My heart is beating faster
For what I'm about to say
My lips begin to chatter
Chatter with the words in my mind
As I'm telling you my secret
From the words of my lips this time
Now you can keep it... our secret
When you point your finger at someone, look where the other fingers point.
Coked, Cracked and Getting Weeded Out
If there is a war on drugs,
We all are being deceived as to who is defeating it.
The affects are clearly in view!
In what is 'suppose' to be private exchanges...
But obviously done in public too.
Granted,
Those who deal the drugs...
Isn't always the suspected and publicized urban dweller.
Nor are they secretly hidden suburbanite whites.
The culprits are increasingly middle aged...
And shockingly the elders.
Who are coked, cracked...
And getting their minds weeded out.
This epidemic has been a factor out of control for years.
Some argue the drugs should be legalized.
Others seem astonished,
To see elementary school kids dealing from playgrounds...
Using cell phones openly and conducting business.
While those high on pretentions have turned a blind eye to this.
If there is a war on drugs,
We all are being deceived as to who is defeating it.
The affects are clearly in view!
In what is 'suppose' to be private exchanges...
But obviously done in public too.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Runaway
Graffiti decorations
Under a sky of dust
A constant wave of tension
On top of broken trust
The lessons that you taught me
I learn were never true
Now I find myself in question
(They point the finger at me again)
Guilty by association
(You point the finger at me again)
I wanna run away
Never say goodbye
I wanna know the truth
Instead of wondering why
I wanna know the answers
No more lies
I wanna shut the door
And open up my mind
Paper bags and angry voices
Under a sky of dust
Another wave of tension
Has more than filled me up
All my talk of taking action
These words were never true
Now I find myself in question
(They point the finger at me again)
Guilty by association
(You point the finger at me again)
I wanna run away
Never say goodbye
I wanna know the truth
Instead of wondering why
I wanna know the answers
No more lies
I wanna shut the door
And open up my mind
i'm gonna run away and never say goodbye
(gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away)
i'm gonna run away and never wonder why
(gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away)
i'm gonna run away and open my mind
(gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away)
I wanna run away
Never say goodbye
I wanna know the truth
Instead of wondering why
I wanna know the answers
No more lies
I wanna shut the door
And open up my mind
i wanna run away
and open up my mind
i wanna run away
and open up my mind
i wanna run away
and open up my mind
i wanna run away
and open up my mind
song performed by by Linkin Park from Hybrid Theory
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