Lately
Elated I am to know you.
Ecstatic and sometimes fanatical I can be.
Thinking of you and possibilities.
Lately I've been staying in creative imagination.
Wanting to be touched with closed eyes.
As I am stirred by youthful sensations,
You initiate without hesitation.
Oh why oh why,
Is it you I fantasize.
Oh why oh why,
Do I think of you as Sunrise.
Laying next to me,
From Monday to Sunday...
Holding you near with romance to feed.
Feeling a returned embrace to fulfill a need.
Elated I am to know you.
Ecstatic and sometimes fanatical I can be.
Thinking of you and possibilities.
Lately,
I've been staying fixed...
In a creative imagination wished.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To raise new questions, new possibilities, to regard old problems from a new angle, requires creative imagination and marks real advance in science.
quote by Albert Einstein
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Up In Attic
I'm dragging with this melodic symphony...
Hit by timpanis,
And ooops!
When that's done I feel ecstatic!
Oh babe.
Oh babe.
Said...
I'm dragging with this melodic symphony...
Hit by timpanis,
And ooops!
When that's done I feel ecstatic!
Oh babe.
Oh babe.
I see you winking at me,
With your eyeballs going up and down.
I know you're thinking of me,
As a clown you can screw around.
But none of this you're gettin'.
To fit into your mittened fists.
None of this.
'Cuz it's...
Hit by timpanis,
And ooops...
When that's done I feel ecstatic!
Ooops,
Kettledrums on the run...
I know it's gonna 'be' ecstatic.
I'm gonna be ecstatic!
I'm gonna be ecstatic!
I'm gonna be ecstatic!
Me, I'm gonna be, ecstatic!
Gonna pack my bitchin' and leave that ssshhh...
Up in attic!
'Daddy,
Can you turn that music off.
It's too loud!
Why you dressed like that up in there,
everytime mommy goes?
Daddy?
Are you coming out of the closet,
with those clothes? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The mere formulation of a problem is far more essential than its solution, which may be merely a matter of mathematical or experimental skills. To raise new questions, new possibilities, to regard old problems from a new angle requires creative imagination and marks real advances in science.
quote by Albert Einstein
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I was elated, ecstatic and extremely surprised that we were successful.
quote by Neil Armstrong
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What Had Been Touched
When it's time for me to sleep...
With a time for me to sleep.
I'm not that one to push it back.
With a taking of a nap.
Some days I might try to delay it,
With a laying down to do....
And flat on my back.
When it's time for me to sleep...
With a time for me to sleep.
I'm not that one to push it back.
With a taking of a nap.
Some days I might try to delay it,
With a laying down to do...
And flat on my back.
But getting sleep is hard to do.
Like a breakup is too.
And that is realized when someone wanted,
Isn't in bed...
To think about what had been touched,
And...
When it was 'there'.
Ready to share.
When it's time for me to sleep...
With a time for me to sleep.
I'm not that one to push it back.
With a taking of a nap.
Some days I might try to delay it,
With a laying down to do....
And flat on my back.
But getting sleep is hard to do.
Like a breakup is too.
To think about what had been touched,
And when it was 'there'.
With a laying down to do....
And flat on my back.
To think about what had been touched,
And when it was 'there'.
Prepared to share.
With a laying down to do....
And flat on my back.
To think about what had been touched,
And when it was 'there'.
Fighting off frustration.
Some days I might try,
To delay it.
With a laying down to do...
And flat on my back.
To think about what had been touched,
And when it was 'there'.
To think about what had been touched,
And when was it 'there'?
To think about what had been touched,
And when was it 'there'?
To think about what had been touched,
With a wanting to have excessive sensations...
Come back to life.
Come back to life.
With a wanting to have those excessive sensations...
Come back to life.
What had been touched.
Come back to life.
With a wanting to have those excessive sensations...
Come back to life.
What had been touched.
Come back to life.
With a wanting to have those excessive sensations...
Come back to life.
What had been touched.
Come back to life.
What had been touched.
With a wanting to have those excessive sensations...
Come back to life.
Come back to life.
Come back to life.
Come back to life.
With a wanting to have those excessive sensations.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One romance
Please let me say a story
about one romance
this romance will happen
between one woman and one man
use your imagination
and try to see yourself as this man
and me as this woman
I will be your queen
you will be my man
and romance between us
surrounding us in its magic coat
hiding our love from bitterness of this world
We will have romance
the romance with our love
I will be your chair
you will be my table
staying back to back
we will eat together our love
poem by Ata Augustyn
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You Are A Creative Genius
You are a creative genius,
You know that you are,
With your great talent
You will go far.
You bring to life
Things from your imagination,
That are original and new,
something that’s never been tried before,
comes shining through.
So use your imagination
And see what you can create,
Make something out of the ordinary,
Make something really great!
For you can contribute something to the world
That no-one else can,
By being a creative genius,
Who creates thing very grand! !
The End.
Copyright 1995 & 2010 Suzae Chevalier
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Inspiration and Imagination
Inspiration can be found everywhere
if we open our eyes to see.
It can be found in every living thing
and even amongst the decay.
We have to attune our mind to it,
see the possibilities within there,
then put our pen to paper,
write as our imagination flows.
Once our imagination starts,
the words will come tumbling out
and we will find ourselves
flowing with rhymes and prose.
30 July 2008
poem by David Harris
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Perhaps it's the people whose lives have taken sudden new twists - people who have learned to embrace the creative possibilities of change - who stand the best chance of penetrating life's mysteries.
quote by Hugh Mackay
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Out Of The Question
You've asked me to do something,
You believe I am able to do.
I've never been able to look through walls.
Or believe sincerity,
From eyes accustomed to staying fixed and lifeless.
To read your mind is out of the question.
I'd rather read a comic book.
At least I'm guaranteed some content.
With a little animation.
And a lot of imagination.
I aint hardly into you like that!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Do
Who wants a love like this?
One that one can't resist.
Who wants a love like this...
One that can't be categorized,
Or dismissed just that quick!
Who wants a love like this?
One that one can't resist.
One that can't be categorized,
Or dismissed just that quick!
I'm fascinated...
By what this could be.
Hold I do close.
I'm so elated...
No imitation.
It is not faded.
It kinda says,
Don't let this go
To my head!
I feel no need...
To feel demanding or greedy.
I am ecstatic,
That this has come to me!
Who wants a love like this?
One that one can't resist.
One that can't be categorized,
Or dismissed just that quick!
Who? I do.
I'm fascinated...
By what this could be.
Hold I do close.
I'm so elated...
No imitation.
It is not faded.
It kinda says,
Don't let this go
To my head!
I feel no need...
To feel demanding or greedy.
I am ecstatic,
That this has come to me!
Who wants a love like this?
Easy in the giving...
Long lasting to please.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Inventive Thinking And Creative Ways
How can something so vital,
And necessary to the growth...
Of the minds to advance the education,
Needed for today's children to compete...
Be not a focus of those revealed,
To be graduating with degrees.
With a stimulation done to their imaginations.
But...
A stimulation needed,
Is said to be essential...
To their creative thinking process?
A cheating on tests,
Has yet to prove beneficial.
And today...
People find it difficult to address,
That those with performing arts as their background...
Are found flipping burgers,
Or waiting on tables.
When those discovered to be incompetent,
Irresponsible and lack accountablility...
Can not read nor write.
Or recite what has been written.
And yet...
Are hired to perform tasks for corporations,
That now confess...
They seek people who can read, write...
Do the math, entertain, produce AND direct.
But left to find this pool of talent,
Overseas.
What is missing in the minds of those,
Selected to have the qualities...
That determines they are qualified to lead?
Impressive looks?
Or is it image?
And everything created that has succeeded,
Has come from the minds of those...
Innovative enough,
To make lives more lazier today...
By their inventive thinking and creative ways.
And it is difficult to compete,
With those consistently keeping...
Their minds fixed upon staying in rhythm,
And in tune with the beat of things.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tangled Dreams
Your words tangle my thoughts,
Winding them together so tight,
Yet giving me the strength,
To imagine possibilities,
Possibilities my mind refuses,
To even spend two seconds of my time thinking of,
You entwine me into your web of hope,
Confused yet hopeful,
For the destiny awaiting me through this fog.
A fog cast only by you.
poem by Zoe Howarth
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Happier
logic can be so tiring,
though sweet and straightforward
but it can be too exacting
and sometimes it does not work for us
it serves us a bowl of
destruction
less the imagination
hating the temporary cure of a fantasy
an illusion of glass
and light
and the provision for smell
of rare oils of lavender and
lemon
do you know that i have given too much reasoning
in exchange for the cold glass of
passivity?
i mean, just sitting down thinking about nothing
discarding the formula for living
like a bowl of clay under the sun
containing upon itself the song and caress of
sunlight
so gentle like a waft of air
around its ring
it is when i discharge what i have
when i surrender what i think i must be
that i become
fully alive
logic can be murderous
not allowing any twist of fate
on solid predictions
of this and that
with no allowance for a miracle
logic can kill us
how can it entertain other possibilities?
it is all numbers and facts
for which life is not.
i embrace possibilities now
as logic taunts and laughs
i am patient, i listen, i entertain what is hidden
from the grasp of the hands of theorems.
you see, i am relaxed, you should see the smile in my face
happier than the morning sun
the morning daisy.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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There Is No Us
frankly, there is no us.
there is only me and there is only you.
that is the truth,
the bitter truth, but there was a time
oh, it was rare
when i tried to imagine,
oh, imagination goes everywhere i think,
there is no limit to imagination they say
but thinking has
it has walls and fences, thinking limits
where tolerance lies,
there was a time when i imagine us
hand in hand, arms around arms,
forgive my imagination, but there was a time
when i imagine that we made love beside the river
that we were so exhausted after and that we made a promise
to live forever, us, us, together,
but as i told you, in that dream, imagination has no limits
it is crazy, but thinking is sane, it puts a limit to my illusions
and my own delusions about love and togetherness,
about us, but thinking says, and it says with straightforwardness
of a man decisive about an ending
and so i ended it, because i agree, and i definitely agree,
our situation is sky and earth, floor and ceiling,
we do not meet, even halfway on some compromises
there is no us, really, just you and me,
at the end, i love myself much better than i love you,
and so here i am,
gone for good, away from you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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It's O.K. (It's Alright)
(it's alright)
I've been looking for about an hour, for a place to drink
Trouble with this town, everyone's asleep
Me and my girlfriend, had another fight
Now she's gone and left me, in the middle of the night
It's OK, it's alright, baby's staying one more night
It's OK, it's alright, baby's staying one more night
If I've been looking for about an hour, for a place to drink
If I had a number, I'd give her a ring
I've got to, got to tell her, how sorry I am
If I get to see her, I know she'll understand
It's OK, it's alright, baby's staying one more night
And just you, and I, maybe we can make it right
If you're sure your answer's no,
Take you where you want to go
It's OK, it's alright, baby's staying one more night
I've been trying for an hour, to find the right words
I know what she's thinking, I know how it hurts
It's OK, it's alright, baby's staying one more night
And just you, and I, maybe we can make it right
If you're sure your answer's no,
I'll take you where you want to go
It's OK, it's alright, baby's staying one more night
It's OK, it's alright, baby's staying one more night
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Ive Been Here Before
Ive tried so many times
To keep romance alive
I guess I never really had true love
Then you came my way
And nothings been the same
Now youre all Im ever thinking of
If I had the say youd be staying
Chorus
Hey Ive been here before
Looking in your eyes see just a little more I said
Hey Ive been here before
Someone must have sent you down to brighten up my life
One in a million boy
You fill me up with joy
Sometimes I dont believe in accidents
I know were meant to be
Its so plain to see
From here on out it where the fun begins
If I have the say youll be staying
Chorus
Hey Ive been here before
Looking in your eyes see just a little more I say
Hey Ive been here before
Someone must have sent you down to brighten up my life
Sent you down to brighten up my life
Bridge
Sometimes the obvious is hard to see
Now here you are standing right in front of me
I could have missed my one and only
Chance for love chance for love oh
Hey Ive been here before
Looking in your eyes see just a little more I said
Hey Ive been here before
Someone must have sent you down to brighten up my
Sent you down to brighten up my life
Chorus
song performed by by Vonda Shepard
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What Is From Them Expected
Busy are they kept
The minds of those creative
Without sleep to say hours have been slept
Tools they are used
And lives lived blessed
Few who have identified
Their creative connections
Can say they are motivated
By something they do
They themselves initiate
Busy are they kept
The minds of those creative
Without sleep to say hours have been slept
Tools they are used
And lives lived blessed
With a doing done for them selected
And not much of a choice
To leave behind to neglect or forget
Few who have identified
Their creative connections
Can say they are motivated
By something they do
They themselves initiate
Those with gifts and talents given
Will confess from birth
They have known from within
What is from them expected
With a doing done from them to complete next
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hope of a Parallel Universe
The notion of parallel universes are a wonderful possibility
Thinking that I could be somewhere else but still be me
Interpretations of quantum physics truly keep me captive
Possibilities that we could live anywhere and life is adaptive
I love the angle of random selection and different chances
In another universe I would make other choices and advances
Possibilities of a Fata Morgana replicating my own existence here
Appears like an astonishing dream and let my small stuff disappear
Thinking that I would be with you in another world and space
Loving you just the same or even more is a thought I embrace
Right now and here while I mourn your absence and that I let you go
There I would be smarter and we be happy on a different plateau
In this other universe I may knew you from when I was a child
We would love each other from the beginning and later grow wild
I know that each morning I am right by your side and never leave
Life would be great and I am not sitting down thinking with grieve
Right there I would believe in you and give us a chance to grow
I would tell you that I love you and instead of good bye say hello
I harbor hope to live in a parallel universe with you and be free
To do all I dare not here and with you I forever be the real me
poem by Kristina Louisa Carr
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Seemingly You Like The Grey Area
i admit i live there. I live
in the places of dawn
and twilights where
i have learned to
tinker about anything.
there are exceptions
and exemptions there.
it is no longer black
or white, or
either/or, it is a ray
a rainbow of
possibilities. I embrace
gradients.
it is the meeting place
of lost elements
when they do not fit
they come
looking lost and then
they say they finally
find a home.
here they are accepted
there they are excepted.
not that black and whites
are not acceptable. No.
and Yes. Not that.
it is, 'it can be'
it is always here a
myriad possibility
where you become
yourself that way
you want it. Taste.
Smell. Tick and Lick.
Imagination so powerful.
Unlimited thoughts.
Impossibilities becoming
possibilities.
This is the grey area.
I live here. I am happier.
Do you know where this is?
Come. Undress their colors.
And know at first that in here
color does not matter
they mix, and there
is no limit to their
shades and pastels.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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