Nothing In the Pot Is Fit to Eat
Madness driven and pushed to the edge.
Everything they believe in lays crushed and dead.
A compromise can not be reached!
They seek a singeing that burns within.
And rage they do!
It is preferred instead.
They've been scorched and scrambled...
With a temper peppered and teased.
They thought they'd be buttered up and warmed,
Charm toasted, held close and slightly squeezed.
But a shoulder getting colder,
Is what they found in the pot.
And the pot was not about to get heated.
Madness driven and pushed to the edge.
Everything they believe in lays crushed and dead.
A compromise can not be reached!
They seek a singeing that burns within.
And rage they do!
It is preferred instead.
They've been scorched and scrambled...
With a temper peppered and teased.
They thought they'd be buttered up and warmed,
Charm toasted, held close and slightly squeezed.
But a shoulder getting colder,
Is what they found in the pot.
And the pot was not about to get heated.
No...
The pot was not about to get heated.
And...
Nothing in the pot is fit to eat!
Since...
Emptiness is in it and not meat!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Newcomers are hot.
Water heated an hour before
Isn’t as hot as one just now heated.
Women found hot a decade ago
Would get warmed with newcomers.
27.09.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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You Would Never Know
You've hurt me...
But I'm not crushed.
At least to you,
I will not admit it!
I'm not going to sit around,
Waiting to find something or someone
To replace you.
Who would be that foolish?
I'm not going to dial your number,
To let it ring once.
Then hang up...
With the hopes,
You have my number on your caller ID.
That's childish and so stupid,
Of me.
I meant...
If I was to do something like that.
And that kind of action,
Is too far fetched for me to conceive.
I am hardly one of the lonely hearts!
I'm not the one,
To wear my emotions on my sleeve.
Who me?
Please!
You've hurt me...
But I'm not crushed.
At least to you,
I will not admit it!
I'm not going to sit around,
Waiting to find something or someone
To replace you.
Who would be that foolish?
I'd stalk you if I had to.
But that's someone,
P-whipped and driven.
Longing for a reprise,
Of heated meetings.
Discreetly met under sheets.
I'm not like that!
You would never catch me sitting in a rage.
Wondering who it was,
With you...
Standing on your doorstep,
Sharing a chat.
No...
I am not like that.
And if I was...
You would never know.
However...
And this I admit!
I am known to dial wrong numbers.
And this is known by those I use to know.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cactus
equipped
now with thorns
you seduce
the moon
you rise above
the rocks
and seek the
heated rage of the
sun
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To The Edge
To the edge.
That's the only place to take it.
To the limits as it is pushed.
Having that adrenaline,
Under that skin tight and tensed.
With each muscle prepared...
To sit balanced and dared!
As if you've been fenced...
To be forced to make decisions,
Now it is time to convince!
To the edge
You wish your life fulfilled.
To the edge
Squeezed and juiced,
With a boost that goosebumps
To thrill at will.
To the edge
Not many are willing to live!
They rather discuss who is negative.
And who is undetected but still positive!
To the edge
Where the air is fresh and sweet.
To the edge
There is no chemical to use,
To make one feel more complete.
Take your life and make a clean sweep!
Now...
Take that mess you've got to the edge!
Let it dropp and as you watch it...
Make your own pledge,
You will stop the nonsense fed!
And employ your joy...
The moment you get up and out of bed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Driven
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
Driven up and down in circles
Skidding down a road of black ice
Staring in and out storm windows
Driven to a fools paradise
But its my turn to drive
Driven to the margin of error
Driven to the edge of control
Driven to the margin of terror
Driven to the edge of a deep, dark hole
Driven day and night in circles
Spinning like a whirlwind of leaves
Stealing in and out back alleys
Driven to another den of thieves
But its my turn to drive
Driven in --- driven to the edge
Driven out --- on the thin end of the wedge
Driven off --- by things Ive never seen
Driven on --- by the road to somewhere Ive never been
Its my turn to drive
The road unwinds towards me
What was there is gone
The road unwinds before me
And I go riding on
song performed by by Rush
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On My Shoulder
SHANE
Nah nahnah nah nahnah
All around the world
All around the world
Someone needs somebody
Let it be a shield
All around the world
All around the world
Someone's feeling lonely
But I know you never will
ALL
Cause when it all gets too much
Put your head down on my shoulder
A little warmth when it gets colder
Now I don't know the things that you're going through
But you can put your head down
On my shoulder
Where the storm is it blows over
I know you're there for me too
No I'll be there for you
BRYAN
You're waiting for a change
You're waiting for the day
When all that you remember is with you once again
There's a long road ahead
Stretches out for miles
And if you want some company
Walk with me a while
Ohh and when the road gets too rough
ALL
You can put your head down on my shoulder
A little warmth when it gets colder
I don't know the things that you're going through
But you can put your head down
On my shoulder
Where the storm is it blows over
I know you're there for me too
So I'll be there for you, for you, for you, yeah, oooh
SHANE
When it all..gets... too... much...
ALL
Put your head on my shoulder, on my shoulder
Your head on my shoulder, on my shoulder
Put your head on my shoulder, now
Oooh, you can put your head on my shoulder
Put your head on my shoulder
Put your head on my shoulder, now
Oooh, put your head on my shoulder
A little warmth when it gets colder, Put your head on my shoulder
I don't know the things that you're going through, Put your head on my shoulder
Baby, put your head on my shoulder
Where the storm is it blows over, Put your head on my shoulder
I know your there for me too, Put your head on my shoulder
So I'll be there for you
Nahnah nahh nah nahnaah nah nah nah
song performed by by Westlife
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Buttered Peas With Crushed Red Pepper
Don't take the peas up off my plate.
That irritates.
Don't even think about sneaking them.
They are there for me to eat.
And I want every pea,
Left for me to satiate.
I buttered them to taste.
With baby onions they taste great.
Fix your eyes in another place.
Back your nose up off my plate.
Buttered peas with crushed red pepper.
Fix your eyes in another place.
No other buttered bean or pea taste better.
Take your eyes up off my plate.
I buttered them to taste.
With baby onions they taste great.
Buttered peas with crushed red pepper.
Take your eyes up off my plate.
And don't your think about sneaking a pea!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Edge of Insanity
Tortured eyes...I can't see
as my soul burns in a flame
of cold misery
darkness in a land
that you can't tame
who am I to blame
for not feeling the same
Look at my life through a mirror
I see a lonely face
so full of disgrace
but that's not me
in my reflection
he's grown so colder
filling his heart with hate
at the images
of what it use to be
Things are so much clearer
touch me..I feel no affection
as this pain gets nearer
to the edge of insanity
I use to be the man
able to stand tall
and make a stand
like the hero in the night
would'nt give in without a fight
Now these walls are closing in
coming down all around me
my mind can't break free
from this world full of madness
oh, should I live in shame
to take away my sadness
Like lightning
thunder rolls across the sky
my heart pumps blood
so full of anger
that runs through my veins
like a wild child of genocide
think it's too late
to save me from what's inside
I wake from this dream
as I try to scream
while I stood there to watch
it all fall before me
with a demon of suicide
just laugh and take my pride
here on the edge of insanity
Now strapped...
and tied to chains
my soul is trapped
like a animal in a cage
thought filled with rage
trying to escape reality
and all that's decieving
on the edge of insanity
(spiritwind-1991)
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Kielbasa
No,
I'm not Polish.
Do I have to be?
To love kielbasa...
With scrambled eggs, hashbrowns
And hot tea.
That's my favorite,
Although I do enjoy it with beans.
Leafy vegetables like cabbage also will do.
I tried to make it once.
1 -1/2 lbs of lean boneless pork
1/2 boneless veal
1 tsp.salt to add zest and zeal.
I used 1 tsp. of black crushed pepper,
With three cloves of crushed fresh garlic.
A tablespoon of mustard seed...
And a 1/4 cup of ice also crushed.
Make sure you get the casing.
Cut the meat into small chunks.
Then grind the meat with the seasonings and ice.
Mix this well...
Stuff the mixed meat into the casing.
Either smoke this stuff in an outside smoker.
Or grill.
Oh yes...
Don't forget to tie a knot into the casing!
And close each end.
If you don't you'll have sausage all over the place.
Just a Spring recipe to enjoy for Easter AND...
St. Patrick's Day.
But the Irish have their own separate deliciousness!
Recipe:
Courtesy of Global Gourmet...Global Destinations
www.globalgourmet.com
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Brazen In The Sun
Brazen sometimes.
Accountable all times.
But you will never find me,
Absent from my mission!
And that has been defined.
So there is no need for you to help me,
Find my way.
Just get out of it!
My way is mine!
No wishes do I have to be escorted.
I have found what feeds my appetite.
After spending countless sleepless nights...
With discouragements and disappointments,
I have overcome.
If you must think of me as being harsh...
A little heated with a bit of a peppered tongue?
Do it!
I will never show you shallowness.
I am not that one!
I know what I need,
For me to get what needs done!
Think of me as you will.
Whatever it is you may see in me...
It's me! Who I am!
I'm moving forward...
Not to backtrack!
This path I walk!
And I will do that...
Brazen in the Sun!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Buttered Popcorn
My baby likes
(Buttered popcorn) Uh-huh!
(Buttered popcorn) Oh-hoh!
(Buttered popcorn) Oh yeah!
(Buttered popcorn) Oh!
He likes it greasy (buttered popcorn)
And sticky (buttered popcorn)
And gooey (buttered popcorn)
And salty (buttered popcorn)
I said
song performed by by Supremes from Meet the Supremes
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Cracked Up Passion
Cracked dry lips,
Clinging to each other.
Fiercely
where two couple of curious hands
roam all around
two heated bodies.
Heated feelings, heated passion.
Passion to know,
Passion to discover,
To explore,
To take and give pleasure,
To be loved
and to love.
poem by Tulay Beyhan
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Caged
You have imprisoned me, my dear
That I am now caught in you
Caged my thoughts have become
I am driven to distraught
In this place I am being kept within
By you sweet dear mistress
Are you even content with this
Having me held, imprisoned
Would you not think to set me free
That I may eat, drink, sleep
But no you have me held fast
Keep me kept within you
How beautiful a torment you are
Why would I wish to be free
Perhaps this is a madness
And for all that is being said
Is a madness in itself
poem by Matthew Holloway
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My Heart Burns
I was abandoned by someone
close to my heart
After coming close to my heart
he betrayed me
My heart burns
just remembering this
My heart burns
Why are people unfaithful
tell me, tell me, God
Someone lost his way and
found his goal in fame instead
and he thought he got everything
This is just your assumption
that I was unfaithful
I pray that you too get
everything you desire
But if you still want you can
punish me right now
Forgive me or else give me poison
But seeing the way my heart
responds to you
My heart burns
poem by Mimi Sunshine
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Television is a golden goose that lays scrambled eggs; and it is futile and probably fatal to beat it for not laying caviar. Anyway, more people like scrambled eggs than caviar.
quote by Lee Loevinger
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If Tristan was mending his girlfriend's jewelry, would he use an Isolde-ring Iron?
I wondered, if the hero had been overweight or baldy
would women weep, perhaps lose sleep, o'er Tristan and Isolde?
And then I pushed derision from my vision of the plot
and asked my heart to seek the part, wherein the story got
its hook and held my interest. The part where it took hold.
The crux of what draws in the masses, since the days of old.
How can we find a modern link, a crude analogy
compared to such medieval ink which peppered History.
I thought then of a trinket. A desk-top toy per chance,
those cradles of ball bearings swinging in hypnotic trance.
For love to last eternally, would mirror this toy's mission
and live within the pleasing din that chimes with each collision.
And just as in enchanted forests, mystic wood or copse...
The forces great will separate them, till at last,
the cradle stops.
poem by Hola Mentirosa
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I cast my bread on the waters long ago. Now it's time for you to send it back to me - toasted and buttered on both sides.
quote by Jesse Jackson
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The Deeper The Love
(coverdale/vandenberg)
When I look back
On everything Ive done
I know you must have cried
A river of tears,
But, you were there
When I was feeling low
To walk me through my darkest fears
So when the sun goes down
An those nights grow colder,
I will be there
Looking over your shoulder
An the deeper the love
The stronger the emotion,
An the stronger the love
The deeper the devotion
There were times
I almost let you go
When I thought I needed to break free,
But you were there
To whisper in my ear
Why dont you share my dreams with me.
So when the sun goes down
An those nights are growing colder
I will be there
Looking over your shoulder.
An the deeper the love
The stronger the emotion,
An the stronger the love
The deeper the devotion
I dont mind, what youre doing to me,
I dont mind, cause youre all I can see
I dont mind, baby, you mean the world to me
When the sun goes down
An those nights are growing colder,
I will be there
Looking over your shoulder, baby, baby, baby.
So when the sun goes down
An those nights are growing colder,
I will be there
Looking over your shoulder.
cause the deeper the love
The stronger the emotion,
An the stronger the love
The deeper the devotion...
I never gonna let you go,
In my heart, I know.
I love you, I love you.
Oh baby, I really love you...
song performed by by Whitesnake
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Indifference Of The Neutral Eye
the old man was pushed
at the edge
and the young boy
merely looked at him
crushed between
two hard walls
there was no regret
no anticipation
not even a syllable of
concern
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I cast my bread on the waters long ago. Now it's time for you to send it back to me-toasted and buttered on both sides.
quote by Jesse Louis Jackson
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