Illusionist
How was it done?
We are asking ourselves that.
And you can see for yourselves,
We all have become stunned.
It was clear to us,
An eviction notice appeared.
As if he had been for everyone here,
An illusionist with tricks.
One day within vision...
The next to disappear.
And one by one,
It is heard...
The economy has 'someone' known,
Up in the wind...
And gone on the run!
Effectively done.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Disappear
dragged my feet across a seat
Jumped out the passenger side
The only thing worth looking for
Is what you find inside
But that had not yet appeared
Lost invisible here.
Tel Aviv and Agadir
Tone deaf for almost
Before I learned to see
The vanishing point appeared.
I looked for you everywhere
I looked for you everywhere.
There is a calm I haven't come to yet
I spent half my life figuring what comes next
I telescoped in I finally win
I finally win the prize
That now eyes see comets perfect timing squeeze
Head first fighting everything
The crushing force of memory
Erasing all I've been
The vanishing point appeared.
I looked for you everywhere.
I looked for you everywhere.
Tell me why you're here.
I came to disappear.
Look at this face
Can you believe it?
Am I living in the beautiful vacuum?
Because I can't see it
The vanishing point appears.
I looked for you everywhere.
I looked for you everywhere.
Tell me why you're here.
I came to disappear.
Tell me why you're here.
I came to disappear.
I came to disappear.
song performed by by R.E.M. from Reveal
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Phone (Like Him)
the sick old man
in the apartment cold and bare,
raises the gun to his head:
'God forgive me for what i do...'
a cut off notice from the electric company,
unopened on the table,
an eviction notice hanging
on the door...
his son's phone number by the phone,
but the phone, like him,
is dead!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Disappear
I dragged my feet across the seat
Jumped out the passenger side
The only thing worth looking for
Is what you find inside
But that had not yet appeared
Lost invisible here.
Tel aviv and agadir
Taroudant or olomouc
Before I learned to see
The vanishing point appeared.
I looked for you everywhere.
I looked for you everywhere.
There is a calm I havent come to yet
I spent half my life figuring what comes next
I telescoped in I finally win
I finally win the prize.
That now my eyes see
A comics perfect timing squeezed.
Head first fighting everything
The crushing force of memory
Erasing all Ive been
The vanishing point appeared.
I looked for you everywhere.
I looked for you everywhere.
Tell me why youre here
I came to disappear.
Look at this face
Can you believe it?
Am I living in the beautiful vacuum?
Because I cant see it
The vanishing point appears.
I looked for you everywhere.
I looked for you everywhere.
Tell me why youre here.
I came to disappear
Tell me why youre here
I came to disappear
I came to disappear
song performed by by REM
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Vision Was Quite Clear
The vision was quite clear.
At first, it began with a map.
I was walking in a forest.
I was holding the map in my hands.
Then a wall appeared in front of me,
Stopping me abruptly, halting my journey.
Another wall appeared to my left.
Another wall appeared to my right.
Another wall appeared behind me.
I was trapped and without help I would die.
Above me, I heard something.
An angel flew overhead.
'Help me out of here! ' I asked.
He smiled, 'You do not understand.'
It seemed I must stay awhile.
A few days passed by without release.
I was so hungry yet all I had was the map.
The angel suggested I eat the map.
'How else will you stay alive? ' he asked.
But I knew God gave me the map.
I must not eat it for it still had worth.
'I will wait upon the Lord to deliver me! '
The angel smiled and then came the miracle.
Both his wings fell off and fell to me.
'Put them on! ' said the angel.
'You have passed the first test! '
I put the wings upon my back.
I flew upwards to thank him.
The angel accepted my thanks.
In seconds, he disappeared.
I was alone, yet now I could fly.
I flew to the top of the mountain.
I built an altar and worshipped the Lord.
A white cloud appeared above me.
Lightning flashed and burnt my wings.
I was merely a man once more...
Yet I was happy being so close to God.
Knowing I was loved was enough.
Knowing I still had the map for my journey.
Then I heard the voice of God.
'Visions and prophecies, wisdom and love.
All these I will give unto you.
You are My child, adopted forever.
Obey Me and I will bless you... forever...'
poem by Denis Martindale
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To Disappear
I appeared here a while ago,
I had no say on the arrangement made,
yet rules say you're not allowed to disappear
until cancer or some other ticket allows you to fade.
personally I take offense to that,
it seems I'm a slave to the fates,
yet once I'm a ghost I can disappear at will,
but first I must pass through the pearly gates.
Who keeps track of this mess?
I watch logs disappear in my fireplace,
no trouble, no threats of Hell,
To disappear as a log goes rather well.
poem by Richard Jarboe
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Tricks Are For Kicks
There is an emergency,
That has an urgency.
But few can come to see,
Or agree upon a need...
To dismiss those old tricks,
That have not yet to fix...
And economy that bleeds,
From kaput hypocrisies.
It must be faced quick,
How foolish the risks...
Of wishing to succeed,
With kaput hypocrisies.
There is an emergency,
That has an urgency.
But few can come to see,
Or agree upon a need...
To dismiss those old tricks,
That have not yet to fix...
An economy that bleeds,
From kaput hypocrisies.
Tricks are for kicks,
To amuse a purpose!
But a magic to achieve,
Attracts a jeopardy.
Tricks are for kicks,
To amuse a purpose!
But a magic to achieve...
Attracts a jeopardy,
In reach!
There is an emergency,
That has an urgency.
Tricks are for kicks,
To amuse a purpose!
But a magic to achieve,
Attracts a jeopardy.
There is an emergency,
That has an urgency.
And...
Tricks are for kicks,
To amuse a purpose!
But a magic to achieve,
Attracts a jeopardy.
There is an emergency,
That has an urgency.
And...
Tricks are for kicks.
Tricks are for kicks.
Tricks are for kicks.
Tricks are for kicks.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Are The Sea
The cruelest thing to someone like me
You wash towards me, covering everything
Then pull away and disappear again
You infiltrate every cell of me
I gladly wrap my hope and joy in you
Then you gradually disappear again
I've been sitting in this hotel room for so long
I keep thinking I hear the phone ringing
But it's not
I keep thinking I see the sun rising
But it's not
It's just the sea
Playing its tricks on me
I say too much on the subject
I dwell too long on the subject
Can't shake your face
Can't shake your name from my head
Said too much again
I've said too much again
The cruelest thing to someone like me
Is what I do to myself, waiting for high-tide
Ignoring everything I have, torturing myself
The craziness in me is just spilling over
Diving into shallow water from the rocks
Forgetting everything I have, torturing myself
I've been sitting at this bar for far too long
I keep thinking I hear your voice behind me
But I'm wrong
I keep thinking I see you walking by
But I'm wrong
It's just the sea
Playing its tricks on me
It's been nearly a year of concentrated longing now
Nearly a year of pining after the sea and the girl
Nearly a year and no single step closer
Nearly a year and still I don't know her
I keep thinking this is what I really need
But it's not
I keep thinking this is all so clear
But I'm wrong
It's just the sea
Playing its tricks on me
You are the sea
Playing your tricks on me
You are the sea
And I should let go
I should let go
Why can't I let go?
Is pain all I can know?
I'm washing my hands
I'm washing my hands of you
I'm washing them
In the sea
I'm washing my hands of you
Washing them
In the sea
And letting go of you
I'm letting go of the sea...
(2009)
poem by B. Alexander
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When certain branches of the economy become obsolete, as in the case of the steel industry, not only do jobs disappear, which is obviously a terrible social hardship, but certain cultures also disappear.
quote by Peter L. Berger
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The Vision
getting ready to go to bed
a vision came into my head
the vision was quite blurry
so i tried to hurry.
fearful that i might fall
to my wife i did call
as she came running to me
the vision became clear as can be
it was the face of MOTHER MARY
telling me that her son was in pain
seeing all the suffering and all the shame.
the shame that mankinds faith is dwinderling.
and the economy is creating so many doubts
and now is the time to put the doubt out.
so he is coming to rekindle the faith
that seems to be lost
by opening their hearts to a new beginning.
and to show you that through him you are winning.
he has never given up on you
and that's what we should do.
and as this vision started to fade
in me- a new heart was made.
and now that he has rekindled my life
i'll go to bed with my wife
and sleep as comfortable as can be
for i know he's always with me.
i praise the LORD up above
for he has eternal love.
he will never let me down
for he has turned my life around.
poem by Louis Rams
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Our 'Masters' Have Entered
'Angels we have heard on high...
Sweetly singing o'er the plains.'
Every uplifting song we've sung,
Rejoices in the arrival of angels.
Now that they have come...
Some deny them!
Some are stunned!
But 'they' are here.
And that will be clear to everyone.
We have never been alone!
Perhaps in our 'aloneness'...
We can confess to being self-centered!
But our 'masters' have entered 'this' space...
To expand the meaning of our existing comforts.
And deplete a disturbing conceitness!
'Angels we have heard on high...
Sweetly singing o'er the plains.'
Every uplifting song we've sung,
Rejoices in the arrival of angels.
Now that they have come...
Some deny them!
Some are stunned!
But 'they' ARE here.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A new anew
Time passes effortlessly
A breeze in the wind we notice not
And before we comprehend its intricate nature
The breeze dies down and we notice
To let the folly outweigh
We strive to forget that gentle wind
And it seems aged bones is the plunder
That gentle wind I notice now
But it is not for us to counter
For time would count against always
But rather feel the breeze, embrace its prescence
Acknowledge the limits of cell division
For then we would be forever in comfort
Not facing the wind but
Following it to the ends of comprehension
Only then would time be on our side.....
poem by Jude's Child
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I'm sorry, I didn't notice
I'm sorry, I didn't notice
When this started to happen
I'm sorry, I didn't notice
I just let it begin
I'm sorry, I didn't notice
The change in anythin'
I'm sorry, I didn't notice
When we stopped talkin'
I'm sorry, I didn't notice
We weren't letting each other in
I'm sorry, I didn't notice
That sad, sad trend
I'm sorry, I didn't notice
The beginning of the end
I'm sorry, I didn't notice
You were no longer my friend
But believe me, now I notice
And it hurts deep within
Now that I notice
I hope you'll be again
poem by Dylan Burkhart
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I've Come to Notice More Now
I've come to notice more now,
The falling snow.
I've come to notice more now,
A certain purpose...
I had disavowed.
I've come to notice more now,
The core of my being with more meaning.
A joy I can express...
With less emphasis on things collected.
And a happiness I always had,
But somehow did not allow.
I've come to notice more now,
I can.
I've come to notice more now,
I will!
I've come to notice more now,
My needs are basically fulfilled.
Without desire to seek approval,
Sought to identify my peace of mind!
I've come to notice more now,
Thoughts like that I have left behind.
And notice, I do...
My blessings!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sculptor of Tyana
As you'll have heard, I'm no beginner.
I've handled a lot of stone in my time,
and in my own country, Tyana, I'm really quite famous.
Actually, a number of senators here
have also commissioned works of mine.
Let me show you
a few of them. Notice this Rhea:
reverential, all fortitude, most primitive.
Notice Pompey. And Marius here,
and Paulus Aemilius, and Scipio Africanus.
The likeness as close as I could make it.
And Patroklos (I still have to touch him up a bit).
Near those pieces of yellowish marble there
stands Kaisarion.
And for some time now I've been busy
working on a Poseidon. I'm studying
his horses in particular: how to shape them exactly.
They have to be made so light
that it's clear their bodies, their legs,
aren't touching the earth but galloping over water.
But here's my favourite work,
created with the most care and feeling.
This one -it was a hot summer day
and my mind rose to ideal things-
this one came to me in a vision, this young Hermes.
poem by Constantine P. Cavafy
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Sound Of Sheep
The sheep are soundless in the snow,
Sleepless for the night as it stoops;
Aggression has appeared for the lairs,
As I have risen for the keeping of foxes.
Exhaling now and then, we are gray in the mind,
Life is dazzling with a vortex of guidance;
Anger has stunned us for the hope is near
For the foxes to retreat and rout, the auction is so near.
It is agitated, and been clear at hand
That foxes number the dozens in sleep.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Dharma Talk # 2 (Cry For Help)
the growl in your stomach,
your neighbor's hunger.
the wet spot on your pillow,
your neighbor's tears.
the sharp pain in your heart,
your neighbor's eviction notice.
the sadness in your mirror...
your neighbor's cry for help!
WAKE UP!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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In today's global economy, however, it is important to raise the bar of excellence even higher. Today's students must be prepared to compete effectively on an international level.
quote by Kenny Marchant
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My vision is that our country should be integrated in the EU, to transfer a part of our independence there. It is also our duty to do it, if we want to establish trade and a sound economy. This is the vision that I am working on and I will continue to work in the future.
quote by Ibrahim Rugova
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Fear is a great motivator. Look at what 9-11 has accomplished - My god. It's slammed the economy, It's - I can't even begin to detail all it's actually done, other than bring down the buildings and hit the Pentagon. It's stunned the entire nation.
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I remember the marvellous moment
you appeared before me,
like a transient vision,
like pure beauty’s spirit.
Lost in hopeless sadness,
lost in the loud world’s turmoil,
I heard your voice’s echo,
and often dreamed your features.
Years passed. The storm winds scattered,
with turbulent gusts, that dreaming.
I forgot your voice, its tenderness.
I forgot your lovely face.
Remote in my darkened exile,
the days dragged by so slowly,
without grace, without inspiration,
without life, without tears, without love.
Then my spirit woke
and you, you appeared again,
like a transient vision,
like pure beauty’s spirit.
And my heart beats with delight,
and ecstasy, inside me,
and grace and inspiration,
and tears, and life, and love.
poem by Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
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