Loss of Eye Contact
You and I have one thing in common!
We both are attracted to exit signs...
Without a need to ask for direction.
Unfortunately...
Some folks are so hypnotized,
By their own ego...
They believe the display
Of someone's lack of attention
And loss of eye contact...
Is a signal for them,
To produce pictures of ugly children!
'I'm sorry!
I didn't know those were 'not' pictures,
Of you taken at a petting zoo!
Ooooohhh...I see,
They are your grandchildren? Well...
No offense, but can you point out which
Ones are which! ?
Will you ever forgive me? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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So What Do We All Have In Common?
Thank you class.
I am glad all of us here,
Have agreed to take pictures of ourselves,
As an assigment.
Take a good look at each picture.
Now...
Pass your picture to your classmate.
Everyone do this quickly please.
No laughing.
Now...
With the scissors,
Cut away everything you see...
We all have that is common and familiar.
'There will leave nothing left to our pictures.'
Would you repeated that, Jack.
'There will leave nothing left to our pictures.'
Saying what?
'We all have the same thing in common.'
So what has happened to the picture?
'There is no picture.
There is nothing left to see.'
So what do we all have in common?
'Nothing! '
Well...uh...well...er um...
You've missed my point,
Entirely!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With A Defying Against Any Of The Evidence
To do something done unconsciously to another...
And to have that act returned with a consciousness delivered,
As intended!
Says this as witnessed...
There is no sense made in a display of one's offense.
And yet offended people become,
When given exactly to them what they had initiated.
And done.
With one thing missing.
A lack of acknowledging their involvement.
And an applied selective memory,
That removes them from the scene of a crime committed.
A common hit and run done claimed by someone caught,
To have known nothing about what has happened.
With a defying against any of the evidence.
Pictures, fingerprints...
Food stains and crumbs on lips.
And the habit of their daily routine.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Radio Free Moscow
Tune into messages
From the eastern avenue.
Lock on to the ether ---
Squeeze the signal through and through.
War of the air-waves
Making scare-waves.
Im getting pictures
From my radio (free moscow).
Moscow radio.
Voice of america ---
Symbol of the free.
Mine of disinformation
Pleading sympathy.
Down in the cold-war games
Forever naming names.
Im getting pictures
From my radio (free moscow).
Keep getting pictures
From my radio (free moscow).
I put my headphones on ---
Reach out on the beam.
Shutter up the windows ---
Im getting up some steam.
Somebodys at the door
Catching me in the act ---
Theyve been keeping the score.
Im getting pictures
From my radio (free moscow).
Yes, Im getting pictures
From my radio (free moscow).
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Pictures In The Sand
And Im gonna spend my time,
Drawing pictures in the sand for you.
And Im gonna ride the tide[? ],
And Im gonna make a rendezvous.
Sitting by the sea,
Sipping at my tea,
Drawing pictures in the sand,
And writing message to you.
Pictures in the sand (drawing pictures in the sand)
There is nothing I would rather do (there is nothing I would rather do)
Than just sit here in the sand (drawing pictures in the sand)
And think of thinks Id like to say to you (I love you true)
Every single day (every single day)
I waste my time away,
Drawing pictures in the sand,
And writing messages to you.
(all together)
Pictures in the sand. (drawing pictures in the sand)
Pictures in the sand.
If I didnt have a dime,
Would you still be loving me?
While I spend my whole life through,
Drawing pictures just for you.
But I could never draw my love,
Its so very hard to do.
Every single day,
I waste my time away,
Drawing pictures in the sand,
And writing messages to you.
Pictures in the sand. (drawing pictures in the sand)
Pictures in the sand. (do-bum, do-bum...)
Pictures in the sand. (drawing pictures in the sand)
song performed by by Kinks
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Pictures In My Mind
Sweet nighttime pictures in my mind
have made it hard to sleep.
Can't I change them into dreams,
the kind I want to keep?
They've got me wide-awake in bed
wondering why they're here?
I should be sleeping soundlessly
but they just won't disappear.
Pictures of dancing and sweet romancing,
things that are no longer around,
I need to stop these pictures
and keep my feet on the ground.
Pictures of moonbeams shining
with a glow that warms my heart,
I close my eyes and I see you
and now my eyes start to smart.
The pictures become too blurry
for tears have formed in my eyes.
I wipe them and look for the pictures.
They're gone and I realize
that they were pictures of younger days
when all we ever knew
was passion and sweet embraces.
These were pictures of me and you.
And so as I lie here next to you
and wait for sleep to come,
I content myself with these scenes I've had
for I remember where they're from.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Points of contact
We travel and keep moving
Each time you move ahead
You should have stepped at a point
Ensuring the grip of the point
You might have pushed ahead
And you make your next step
After reaching the next point of contact
You push ahead
Exerting the force of the push
On the point of contact
The more frequently you
Meet the points of contact
The faster is your movement and going ahead
The point of contact acts as fulcrum
That ensures your push becomes a movement
Thus, you will agree,
Points of contact
Help you move
Regardless of the direction
And regardless of the destination
Quality of your movement
Depends a lot on the
Quality of the points of contact
A slippery, less firm point of contact
Makes you slip
And end up with failure
Your journey terminating not
Helping you reach the destination
Despite all your skills
And efforts towards pushing ahead
You understand that
Points of contact need your attention
They need nourishment
Maintenance and care
The Point of contact need not be
Just a material or stone
Or a step in a ladder or staircase
It can also be a person
Who helped you in your movement
Some time, some where and some how
It is also a requirement
That you be in touch with them
Demonstrating your care and love for them
Your life journey
Either through vocational career,
Or through domestic living
Or through places
Require the blessings of points of contact
Take care of them
Nurture them
Ensure that they are fit and strong enough
To carry your weight
And help you go further ahead in life
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Pictures Of You
Pictures of you
Its just pictures of you, through the bedroom door
With that sly little grin, says you want it some more
But theres people around, and they dont look so nice
Tell me why dont they move, this has happened before
This has happened before
Its just pictures of you
In darkness
Pictures of you
Id been sleeping for hours,
When you came to my house
Youd been lost in a crowd, said you had to get out
You were covered with tears and you said you were sad
So you wanted to play
Yes, you wanted to play
Well you touched me and smiled, as you let yourself go
Oh, but something was wrong, cause your touch was so cold
Like youd been in the ground and you asked if you could
Stay
And I said no!
Its just pictures of you
In darkness
(pictures of you)
In that lovely white dress, oh your skin was so white
With the moon in your eyes, on that cold winter night
When your lips were so soft, that I though they would
Melt,
And the sound of your breath and the way that you felt
And I said yes
And I said yes
Its just pictures of you with a knife in your hand
With a rose in your teeth lying nude in the sand
Its just pictures of you, standing high on a cliff
With the wind in your hair, and a smile on your lips
And your eyes were so wild, when you started to laugh
Blending in with the wind, sounded just like a scream
Why do pictures of you
Come to me when I dream
In darkness
Pictures of you
Pictures of you
Pictures of you
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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A Peom For K. (The Banker With All The Conflicting Interests)
i shall now write
a poem for my happiest day,
it is all about an old, scheming and fraudulent
woman
stacking all her money and the money of the other
people
inside her room
inside her house and inside
her bigger storehouses
she says
these are all for her children
and grandchildren and the children
of all her grandchildren and
all the coming children of more
grandchildren & great great grandchildren
what is mad about this is
that she is taking the money due
to other people who are hungry and innocent
and gullible
but she is a very
wise woman and she gets what she wants
she gets what she all wants
practically everything that her hands can
hold her eyes can see
perhaps
forgetting that soon she will be
made to pay for the price of her greed
and avarice and dirty schemes and
foul techniques and it will be for all
her children and grandchildren and the children
of all her grandchildren and
all the coming children of more
grandchildren all the coming children of more
great grandchildren &
great great grandchildren
...and then justice shall reign
but when it comes
i shall not see this event anymore
but i will be happy
>>>ii
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Pictures And Memories
There's a teardrop
Falling slowly from my eyes tonight
As I think of your two arms
That used to hold me so very tight
But you're gone now
And girl I'm alone and blue
With just these pictures and memories of you
Pictures and memories
Of a love warm and true
Pictures of love we shared
And the memories of you
But your pictures can't heal my chest
Of this hurt deep inside
Pictures and memories
I feel like crying tonight
--- Instrumental ---
I may be crazy but you know sometimes
I can almost feel your touch
Those who say I should be over you
Well I guess they just never loved as much
I'd put your pictures where I can't see them
But I'd still see them in my mind
Just like your memories,
They're right here with me all the time
Pictures and memories
Of a love warm and true
Pictures of love we shared
And the memories of you
But your pictures can't heal my chest
Of this hurt deep inside
Pictures and memories
That's why I'm crying tonight
Pictures and memories
I feel like dying tonight...
song performed by by Alabama
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I used to look at these pictures of trumpeters pointing their instrument to the ceiling. Stunning pictures, but if you play the trumpet and point it upwards, all the spit comes back into your mouth!
quote by Humphrey Lyttelton
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The hallway of every man's life is paced with pictures; pictures gay and pictures gloomy, all useful, for if we be wise, we can learn from them a richer and braver way to live.
quote by Sean O'Casey
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The pictures are created by the listener, with a little help from the broadcaster. The pictures are perfect. If you're showing pictures, different things in that picture can distract from the spoken word.
quote by Bob Edwards
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You Won't Find Me There
I'd like to know what makes you stay
While your eyes still search for escape
You think that I don't feel the cold, baby
But I wait, while confessions unfold
You'll never make a living from reading minds
Or from getting your direction from exit signs
Look into your heart and you won't find me there
You won't find me where you hide, baby
And that makes us a matter of time
Like trees exposed by fall, baby
Time reveals it all
You'll never make a living from reading minds
Or from getting your direction from exit signs
Look into your heart and you won't find me there
Oooooooh...
Tell me you want to do everything
But you're stuck up to your knees
And I'm less likely pushed forward
By ambition than a breeze
But there's a flame that must be fanned, baby
And it appears as a beckoning hand
Don't think 'cause you're not talking, you're being kind
You've been getting your direction from exit signs
Look into your heart and you won't find me there
You won't find me
Oooh, there
You won't find, you won't find
You won't find me there, oooh
You won't find, you won't find
You won't find me there
song performed by by 10000 Maniacs
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Pictures
Whoa oh yeah
I've seen pictures
Well i saw you just the other day
And i could not help but look your way
I say you've just got this special look
That has got me completely hooked
Ow
Pictures on the wall
Pictures everywhere
Pictures on the wall
Everywhere i stare
Pictures on the wall
The ceiling and the floor
I'm in a metal room
And i cannot find the door
Will this feeling ever go away?
Or will this feeling stay?
Will this feeling ever go away?
'cause i can't live the rest of my life this way
Pictures on the wall
[c'mon]
Pictures everywhere
Pictures on the wall
[c'mon c'mon]
Everywhere i stare
Pictures on the wall
[c'mon c'mon]
The ceiling and the floor
I'm in a metal room and i cannot find the door
I see your face in the clouds in the sky
I see your face before my eyes, yeah
I see your face everywhere
And now i don't know what to do
Oh oh
Pictures on the wall
Pictures everywhere
Pictures on the wall
Everywhere i stare
Pictures on the wall
The ceiling and the floor
I'm in a metal room
And i cannot find the door
Whoa pictures...
song performed by by Hanson
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Pictures Of Matchstick Men
Oh
Ah
Oh
Ah
When I look up to the sky
I see your eyes in a funny kind of yellow
I rush to bed I soak my head
I see your face underneath my pillow
I wake next morning tossed and yawning
I see your face come peeping through my window
Oh no
Oh
Ah
Oh
Ah
Pictures of matchstick men and you
Images of matchstick men and you
All I ever see is them and...you
Oh
Ah
Oh
Ah
Windows echo your reflection
When I look in their direction
Gone
Yeah they're gone
When will this haunting stop
Your face just won't leave me alone
Oh no
Pictures of matchstick men and you
Images of matchstick men and you
All I ever see is them and you
Oh you're in the sky
You're with this guy
You make men cry, you lie
Pictures of matchstick men (x6)
I can see those matchstick men (x6)
song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne
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The Father’s Death
He had had six children,
Fifteen grandchildren and
Many great grandchildren.
He died with a son by.
Others didn’t see him last
And didn’t repent either.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I think there are a lot of pictures to make. I sometimes question whether I'm even an artist or just a painter. To me, the making of the pictures is the most important thing.
quote by Martin Mull
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CXV: Common Thing
It’s not a kindness of heart
It’s not strong solidarity
It’s just a common thing
It’s not local wisdom
It’s not old tradition
It’s just a common thing
It’s not call of duty
It’s not sense of right
It’s just a common thing
It’s not formal greeting
It’s not automatic response
It’s just a common thing
It’s not a matter of guessing
It’s not a part of instinct
It’s just a common thing
It’s not natural reaction
It’s not act of compassion
It’s just a common thing
It’s not regular news
It’s not lack of awareness
It’s just a common thing
It’s not general knowledge
It’s not piece of memory
It’s just a common thing
It’s not statistic range
It’s not operational standard
It’s just a common thing
It’s not moral excuses
It’s not people ignorance
It’s just a common thing
It’s not public secret
It’s not rhetoric question
It’s just a common thing
It’s not different mindset
It’s not basic solution
It’s just a common thing
It’s not absolute law
It’s not blind obedience
It’s just a common thing
It’s not sweet revenge
It’s not getting even
It’s just a common thing
It’s not constant worry
It’s not planted fear
It’s just a common thing
It’s not usual bickering
It’s not daily fight
It’s just a common thing
It’s not die hard habit
It’s not strange behavior
It’s just a common thing
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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In other words the pictures are in a kind of relationship with each other which is touching only at points rather than pictures being illustrations of poems or poems extrapolations of the pictures.
quote by Peter Porter
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Looking For The Nearest Exit
I say, I didn't.
And yet,
You are convinced...
With a hint of offensiveness,
That I did do what was not done.
Attracted I am to facts.
But you don't care a thing about that!
Your approach is to match,
Misunderstandings kept you keep to hatch.
And...
As long as we look the way we look,
That is how we will be evaluated.
Although,
That has absolutely nothing to do with talent!
'WHAT? '
I say, I didn't.
And yet,
You are convinced...
With a hint of offensiveness,
That I did do what was not done.
'WHAT?
Didn't or did do what?
You've lost me! '
Oh?
And I am suppose to be surprised?
Everytime we have a conversation,
You vocalize the same thing.
'You have very few friends,
Don't you? '
And what does that comment made to me mean?
Are your trying to avoid the subject?
'No...
I am actually looking for the nearest exit!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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