I'm Frazzled
Frazzled by the foolishness turned on,
And the quality that's gone...
As the people try to pawn,
All their values quick.
And I'm frazzled by the...
Hopelessness that's fed,
Accepted without care...
By the people everywhere,
Sobbing in their pits.
And within their pits,
Holding on with tightened grips.
Oh I'm frazzled by the despair that I see.
I'm frazzled by the frowns surrounding me.
I'm frazzled by the acceptance of all this.
And no one will admit,
This is sick!
And I'm frazzled by the sight of all of it!
Oh yes I'm frazzled by the...
Foolish turned on.
And the quality that's gone,
As the people try to pawn...
All their values quick.
I'm frazzled by the quality that's gone,
As the people try to pawn...
All their values quick.
This is sick.
And I'm not 'hip' to this one bit!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Piddled In Pits
Beat up and leave negativity,
Where it is.
Don't grieve over it.
Or assist to heal,
Repeated wounds revealed.
Beat up and leave negativity,
Where it is.
Forget it to rid it.
And be very specific.
Or it will just sit...
Watching you get more,
Piddled in pits!
Dawdled and frazzled,
Losing your wits.
No negativity is worth this fit!
Beat it and leave it just where it sits.
And don't assist to heal its wounds.
Shove it until you can dismiss its gloom.
Forget it to rid it.
Don't listen to it insist....
As it leaves you alone piddled in pits!
Dawdled and frazzled,
With a losing of wits.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Strange Pursuit
Intersecting love lines
Drew us closer every day
Always kept your distance
When you felt my presence near you
Love keeps on rolling over
Fly in retreat
I would follow without shame
A stupid spud staggering to the flame
To be had and rehad
Be a victim of the pain
Now its strange, its so strange
Its a strange pursuit
Its a strange pursuit
Its a strange pursuit
I come running like a fatboy
In lead shoes
But like a fatboy
Huff puffing after you
Its hopeless to hope for
The one thing that Im wanting
cause its strange
Its so very strange
Its a strange pursuit
Darling, Im dazzled
But you know Im too frazzled
Its a strange pursuit
Makin my mind up
While it lies in little pieces
Its a strange pursuit
You know its getting tough
When youre getting real rough
Its a strange pursuit
Darling, Im dazzled
But you know Im too frazzled
Its a strange pursuit
Makin my mind up
While it lies in little pieces
It s a strange pursuit
song performed by by Devo
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Triumphant Flag
over the roof patriotism
torn, frazzled but still
triumphant in the wind
his country's flag
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Captured By A Smile
There was a guy with a beautiful
smile
His smile had me dazzled
Whenever I saw him I only
wish for his caress
I was completely frazzled
The only thing I could do was
dress to impress
He had me enraptured
Whenever I saw him my heart
would jump a beat
This guy had me captured
poem by Rachel Nichols
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Cut and Separate Quick to Split
There are those who believe themselves chosen,
To hold up the process of one's life.
They are the ones who elect to be understood...
With no comprehension or faith to do things.
Not the way they should be done.
Unless they have a say...
In which way they decide,
What has to be done for them is right.
And something that initiates,
A feeling of false pride.
Even though what gets done,
Is at a time that arrives too late for some.
With an expectation for others they delay...
Should sit and wait with a patience,
That has become frayed.
Strained and frazzled.
Or...
They wish to debate uselessly,
Over that which should have taken place.
And wasting as much time as they can,
To be understood!
'For goodness sake!
I am not the cause for this reaction! '
When folks like this,
Began to flaunt excuses to abuse and disrespect...
Never acknowledge what it is that they do,
Because from you they will determine...
You have become accustomed to their neglect!
And from you expect apologies.
Sever yourself from these kinds of people.
Cut and separate quick to split...
From this addicting BS.
And have none of it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Set-aside
Hard black crows bobbing where once ran deep furrows.
Frazzled oak silhouetted in her ivy dress.
Winter sun catches dog fox through thin hedges:
Throws his long shadow north to the emptiness.
Farmhouse in tatters; shuttered and battered.
Even lovers dont go there these last few years.
Spider-web windows on set-aside heroes
Standing lost in a landscape of tears.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Merry Fishmas and a Chippy New Year
'Tis the night before Christmas, and all through the place
The fishcakes are vanishing without a trace.
The fish, the sausages, the chicken, the pies
Disappearing like magic before our eyes!
The pace is so hectic, the fryer feels frazzled
While the counter assistants are dazed and bedazzled!
The till's begun smoking - it can't take much more!
And still we've got people pouring in through the door!
The shop's full to bursting - we can't fit them all in,
And if this was a pub, we'd yell 'No room at the inn! '
But the tide of humanity is now ebbing away
And all is at peace at the end of the day.
Still one thing remains for the staff here to do.
Here's our Christmas message to each one of you.
To quote C C Moore (and I hope that's alright!)
'Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night! '
poem by Dawn Ferrett
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Skating On Thin Ice
The frozen water tears me down-
For i am upon thin ice...
Frazzled nerves into frightening curves-
Half-split me apart not once but twice;
The Winter winds they toyed with me-
As i slid on the rhythmic freeze...
Too soon the melt of ice 'twas felt-
Broken and lost at all cost in Winter breeze;
Cut cold and bleeding fast, i am-
In the numb of the chilll of Winter ice-
Nothing i do can repair the anger in you...
Split apart yet even more than twice;
poem by Theodora Onken
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Love Doesnt Whisper
two hundred gallons of fuel oil,
standing between november
and early march...
a couple a'loads of scrap wood,
blankets worn and frazzled....
coffee pot stained and ready,
potatoes covered with lime.
a few old books, and a rocking chair
that sits empty most of the time.
some old photographs,
and a box of clothes,
gathering dust by the bed.
a candle half burnt down....
a box of matches, and
an old twelve gauge.
love doesnt whisper,
.......it screams!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Frizzled, Frazzled
I'm wound up like a ball of string.
My nerves won't settle down.
Frizzled, frazzled and too uptight,
maybe I need to drown
all my tenseness with some wine
and leave my thoughts behind?
Took a few sips of burgundy red.
It created a dizzying feel.
Maybe coffee will take that away
and help me learn to deal
with life itself that I can't explain
so I can feel I'm sane.
Took a pill, a little white one.
I'm feeling better now.
I hate relying on doing this.
I feel like a broken bough
that needs mending right away
so my wound up feeling won't stay.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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CAN'T TRUST THE BUST...by talile ali
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
SUCCUMB TO LUST
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
EVERY TIME I WALK AROUND
THEN SUDDENLY SEE A WELL SCULPTED PAIR
ALL OF A SUDDEN I FEEL A RUSH,
TOTALLY DAZZLED, JUST HAD TO BE THERE
SO FRAZZLED, BOUNCING WITHOUT A CARE
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
SUCCUMB TO LUST
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
DON'T MATTER IF THEY MATCH OR NOT
REAL SATISFACTION, AND THAT'S SAYING A LOT
MY HANDS AND LIPS ARE IN CONTROL
I LOVE THEM BREAST, THEY ARE MY GOAL
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
SUCCUMB TO LUST
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
poem by Talile Ali
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Product For the Archives
Those that ridiculed and found time to do it...
Can not be too bright.
Not to percieve actions taken,
Like these today...
Do not come back seeking,
A return to nibble for a bigger bite.
'Now...
Where are those who claim to have 'some' insight? '
It's funny how things twist and turn,
To ultimately leave those frazzled.
Change has exploded upon the scene,
With a tremendous dose of 'wake up'.
Stable foundations aren't so stable it seems.
And those that did not catch it.
Or expect it to come as it has...
'Hello? Anybody home?
I'm sorry...
I didn't expect anyone in the attic!
The lack of 'light' gave no clue.'
Your fantasies are now product for the archives!
Aint nothing you once believed,
Will be revived.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I will again stand strong
I WILL AGAIN STAND STRONG
I’ve been knocked down
Injured my pride
It knocked my mind way out of wack
I knew it was wrong
I still took that ride
Trying to get everything back-
I will again stand strong
It will take some time to get back on my feet
The strength within me will prevail
I will never accept defeat
I will be victorious
I will not fail-
I will again stand strong
Feeling flat on my back
Everything to lose
Trying to regain my pride
My mind is frazzled
My ego bruised
Taking life in shorter strides-
I will again stand strong
Mike Farris Jr.
10/19/08
poem by Mike Farris Jr.
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Portrait
PORTRAIT
A lurid looking impasto indeed
With grisly colors dappled all over
Like puddles of cuddled blood
Daubs of violent reds! Gloomy black patches!
Erotic blues and skinflint browns!
Resigned auspicious yellows,
Ashen virtuous whites and
Paled prosperous greens
He is often slipping his palette
Dripping the hues and tripping the easel
His lines running in zigzag jumble
Drawing He, with his quivering quill
The frazzled veteran Artist of unknown origin
“Your mighty hand must be aging! Oh my Master!
Muster your energies to depict on Earth
Your best ever portrait to reinvigorate
Your original beautiful oeuvre in whole for ever”
Sathya…….
poem by Sathya Narayana
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A Little Bit of Terrificness
A little bit of terrificness...
Came to sit,
In my mind.
Then familiar with drifting...
With a feeling I could not resist!
Coming as it did within me,
To exist.
And helped me rid myself,
Of comfortable useless habits.
Denied but often hidden and felt!
And with this,
My mind has been lifted.
To define the time used now spent...
In a joy found,
That stays and hangs around!
Unconfined from having thoughts
Of seeking addicted stale deceptions brought!
And placed on my path...
From a past unconsciousnessly I sought!
With a little bit of terrificness,
Coming to visit with gifts to assist...
A further uplifting of my sustained happiness!
I have quit attractions 'misfits' teased and picked.
And it feels good from them to split.
Each day I anticipate,
Awaiting to be dazzled!
No longer dazed and frazzled...
With this 'terrificness'
That suits me well!
And propels me to heights that fit!
'Glory be to The Father...
And to the Sun! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Then She Appeared
Then she appeared, apple venus on a half open shell
Then she appeared, the first photograph on fox talbots gel
I was a little frightened
Flying with my senses heightened
Cherubim cheered
When she appeared
Then she appeared, as the giggling crew of marie celeste
Then she appeared, pale atlantis rising out of the west
I was a little dazzled
Catherine wheeled and senses frazzled
Know it sounds weird
Then she appeared
And the sun which formerly shone
In the clearest summer sky
Suddenly just changed address
Now shines from her blue eyes
Then she appeared, brittle shooting star that dropped in my lap
Then she appeared, dressed in tricolour and phrygian cap
I was a little troubled
Hookah with my senses bubbled
All edward leared
Then she appeared
And the moon which formerly shone
On the marbled midnight mile
Suddenly just packed its bags
Now shines from her bright smile
Then she appeared
Out of nowhere
song performed by by Xtc
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Then She Appeared
Then she appeared, apple venus on a half open shell
Then she appeared, the first photograph on fox talbots gel
I was a little frightened
Flying with my senses heightened
Cherubim cheered
When she appeared
Then she appeared, as the giggling crew of marie celeste
Then she appeared, pale atlantis rising out of the west
I was a little dazzled
Catherine wheeled and senses frazzled
Know it sounds weird
Then she appeared
And the sun which formerly shone
In the clearest summer sky
Suddenly just changed address
Now shines from her blue eyes
Then she appeared, brittle shooting star that dropped in my lap
Then she appeared, dressed in tricolour and phrygian cap
I was a little troubled
Hookah with my senses bubbled
All edward leared
Then she appeared
And the moon which formerly shone
On the marbled midnight mile
Suddenly just packed its bags
Now shines from her bright smile
Then she appeared
Out of nowhere
song performed by by Xtc
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The plight of 'trust'...
Trust is the most beaten up and betrayed soul in this world.
It is often kicked and thrashed, pushed and slammed,
frayed and frazzled, torn and tattered
like a used worn out packing box.
I was told not to trust strangers;
I wasn’t supposed to trust friends;
everyone cautioned not to rely on any man;
people joked that husbands are never to be trusted!
a meaty chunk of my life is lived,
learning not to have trust for anyone.
A nation doesn’t trust another,
the poor will not trust the rich and vice-versa,
a religion is weary of another,
one sect has lack of trust for its other half,
a certain cult can never hold faith for the other!
Look at your neighbor with eyes full of suspicion
for you just never know!
Be careful of your relatives
because that is just being wise!
How could you even look at that stranded man
who asked for a lift?
Don’t you know how dangerous it is
to smile too much?
I know, he is your son but
today’s generation simply cant be trusted!
So what if he is your sibling,
be guarded while showing up your cards!
So now I stay all alone
among the four walls,
solitary, forlorn,
friendless and loveless
as I should never trust anyone!
Without trust I continue to walk
this vast journey,
clinging to the skirts of life,
with cobwebs of doubt in the mind
till I would merge!
poem by Dr. Baishali Bhaumik Mitra
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The Watch
I wakened on my hot, hard bed;
Upon the pillow lay my head;
Beneath the pillow I could hear
My little watch was ticking clear.
I thought the throbbing of it went
Like my continual discontent,
I thought it said in every tick:
I am so sick, so sick, so sick;
O death, come quick, come quick, come quick,
Come quick, come quick, come quick, come quick.
poem by Frances Darwin Cornford
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The Watch
I wakened on my hot, hard bed;
Upon the pillow lay my head;
Beneath the pillow I could hear
My little watch was ticking clear.
I thought the throbbing of it went
Like my continual discontent;
I thought it said in every tick:
I am so sick, so sick, so sick:
O death, come quick, come quick, come quick,
Come quick, come quick, come quick, come quick...
poem by Barry Cornwall
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