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Remember the 'Virtue Years'?

It is a good feeling to be thanked.
Without those ulterior motives floating.

Someone who just says 'Thank you! '
And that's it!
With nothing to gain.
Or leave behind nothing to suspect.
Is given undo attention.
If any is given at all.

Remember the 'virtue years'?
Those who are still able to maintain a sense of sanity do!
And there are so few still with 'us'.

I remember the days when people spoke and said 'Hello! '
Without one eyebrow arched over an eye,
Moving swiftly from one's head to toe.
Those who are lucky enough,
Know this.
And...
Children were so respectful.

Today,
If children are respectful...
Immediately we detect something is wrong.
So we hurry along to get away from them,
As fast as we can!
With a forced smile and eyes fixed,
On keeping them distant.

To get home as quick as possible...
To lock our doors.
And take sneak peeks from behind draped windows.
Hoping we have not been followed!
With claims of how the world has changed.
And not hold our own selves responsible!

Of course 'these' actions are not deranged.
Especially when it has been determined,
We have arrived safely to a protective place.
To then take our appropriate medications.
You know...
The ones for high blood pressure!

Remember the 'virtue years'?
Those who are still able to maintain a sense of sanity do!
Or whatever that is we are calling our fears!
And doctors then were not considered our best friends.
To call whenever we developed hypochondriatic symptoms.
At least we know they are there caring...
About our health and adequate insurance coverage!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For Those Wounded by Love

i've been divorced before,
been in relationships that
ended badly...
and i know the deep level
of pain and anger and loss...

where there was great love,
there will be an even greater
sense of hurt... as if the whole
world comes crashing down on you...

one of the hardest things
for me was when there were
children involved.... especially
small children....
(and all children, in a parent's
eyes are small!)

i can remember waking up at night
in a sweat hearing my children calling,
'Daddy, Daddy...'
and this went on for years!

we are human, full of goodness and badness,
darkness and light... with desires and
wants and needs...

and love is a very human thing, as
is marriage!
it's a long journey that takes
two people walking side by side...

passion carries its own responsibility...
commitments made in the heat
have to be strong to withstand
the cold...

let's be careful how we treat each other,
and how we treat ourselves...
a lot of people carry the wounds
of love, a lot of people are hurting...

be respectful enough to not do
anything that you cannot honor...
and forgive... for that's the
only way to be forgiven!

whatever happens, be respectful!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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My Life On A Single Page

I remember climbing my first rock wall,

It was ten meters in the air

I remember the first time I played paint ball,

It really really hurt

I remember my first kiss,

So fast and innocent

I remember when the world was a good place

It was my playground

I remember the day my parents got married,

The day they got divorced

I remember the day my life fell apart

I knew nothing would be the same

I remember the day one of my friends,

Tried to kill him self

I remember the day I wanted to…

Do the same

I remember the first day I walked into the councilors

Room because I was forced

I remember the day that I walked in there…

Because I wanted to not because

I was forced to

Those are all my memories… written upon a page

That is it that is my life well the truth of my life

Everyone is fake these days even me so I thought the world should know the real me

So that is me that’s it my life

THE END

Good bye

poem by Ray Racheal Vincent
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Today; Tomorrow

Today
It’s been five years since I have heard your voice.

Today
It’s been five years since I have heard your laugh.

Today
It’s been five years since I have seen your smile.

Today
Is the saddest day for me.

Today
I still remember like it was yesterday.

Today
I feel numb just like how I felt five years ago.

Today
I can still remember how I ran and didn’t want to stop.

Today
I still feel the emptiness of knowing I won’t ever see you again.

Today
I try and smile for you knowing that you are watching over me.

Today
I let my tears roll down slowly down my cheeks.

Today
I remember how you were so happy to be home.

Today
I still know that you didn’t have to suffer no more.

Today
I still try hard not to blame myself why you left my world.

Today
I sit here and remember the memories I have of you.

But tomorrow
I will still smile for you.

poem by Kimberly Santistevan
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Memorable

I remember your eyes and your smile,
I remember the beauty of your face,
I remember where I thought about taking you,
I remember imagining that special place,
I remember how you would laugh
And bring your hand up to your lips,
I remember the gentle touch of your skin
When you touched me with your fingertips,
I remember how you held me close
When I asked you if I may have a dance,
I remember when we talked about
How we were brought together by chance
I remember when I would look up at you,
I remember how you would smile at me,
I remember how nervous I would get
Whenever it was you that I'd see,
I remember how our eyes would lock
And neither of our heads could turn away,
No, I can forget what I remember,
I'll remember it all until my dying day.

poem by Alex F. Chavez
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Memorable

I remember your eyes and your smile,
I remember the beauty of your face,
I remember where I thought about taking you,
I remember imagining that special place,
I remember how you would laugh
And bring your hand up to your lips,
I remember the gentle touch of your skin
When you touched me with your fingertips,
I remember how you held me close
When I asked you if I may have a dance,
I remember when we talked about
How we were brought together by chance
I remember when I would look up at you,
I remember how you would smile at me,
I remember how nervous I would get
Whenever it was you that I'd see,
I remember how our eyes would lock
And neither of our heads could turn away,
No, I can forget what I remember,
I'll remember it all until my dying day.

Alex F. Chavez

poem by suchul Jin
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Today People Aren't So Patient

Remember when a self loathing,
And feelings of defeat...
Were attention getting empathy grabbers?
And someone would approach with eyes dancing,
To convince that life was such a joy to live.
Do you remember being lifted from your woes like that?
By such genuine caring.

I hope those days are long gone for you.
I wouldn't try that 'woe-is-me' stuff today!
People are not so patient.
Today...
Any expression of feeling down and out,
Just may be enough incentive...
For someone to help you both find a quick way to end it.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Admit I Have Forgotten

When I was a much younger person,
It was difficult for me to listen...
With a paying of attention.
I was young, dumb and full of...
Ignorance I shared.
With those who became upset,
With decisions I made too late to correct.

Today,
I listen to everyone.
Whether what is said is solicited or not.
I even sit through people repeating themselves,
With hopes my raised eyebrow would send a clue...
I got the message two days ago.
And they 'still' continue.
Believing I am listening intently.

I've learned that one never knows,
What is being said today...
Will not apply one day.
Whenever that day arrives.

'Remember you told me to shut my mouth,
To listen years ago.
And I became offended,
Calling you some horrible and atrocious names? '

No.
I don't remember that.
What names did you call me?
How horrible and atrocious were they?

'Well...
I just wanted to say I am grateful to you.
And I feel even more blessed,
You have forgiven me.'

Wait a minute. Hold on.
What were those names you called me?
Help me remember.
Maybe I haven't forgiven you at all.
Although I admit I have forgotten.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I can't remember

I can’t remember the day
I can’t remember the night
I just see in your eyes
I just remember the feeling
What you feel you can’t forget

I can’t remember the light
I can’t remember the dark
I can’t remember the heart
I just live the today
Because it can’t be erased

Don’t let me here alone
Help me to remember what I forgot
I’m waiting for someone
Because alone, I cannot

If the rain come here
Help me to remember the tears
If the sun doesn’t shine
Don’t help me to remember the fears
If in the night there are stars
Remember me about the hope
If the sunset would be long
Help me to my eyes I get close
Because I would remember our love.

poem by Ianne de Angel
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Good Times

Something has stuck in underneath my skin
Eyes all looking in for something within
Somewhere in here
Now everything I say gives this all away
Senses deadened again
Nothing lives today
Not in here
Here in your head
Careful what youre feeling on the inside
You should try to remember the good times and the high life
Are you feeling alright?
Felt that I belonged
And now I feel that gone
Where it all went wrong
I traced it all along
Back here again
There was something calling me to negativity
Dark covering me
Shrouding every scene Im cast in
Careful what youre feeling on the inside
You should try to remember the good times and the high life
Are you feeling alright?
Careful when you're feeling out of your mind
You should try to remember the strong lines in the spotlight
Until you're feeling alright
Please answer
Im calling just to find out
If you could be there for me when I crack
The answer came
I found it buried in the trash there
I saw it stare
Careful what youre feeling on the inside
You should try to remember the good times and the high life
Are you feeling alright?
Careful when you're feeling out of your mind
You should try to remember the strong lines in the spotlight
Until you're feeling alright
Careful what youre feeling on the inside
You should try to remember the good times and the high life
Are you feeling alright?

song performed by by Finger Eleven
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Reasons For My Depression

REASONS FOR MY DEPRESSION

I know this weight this inertia
I know this sense of being drawn down
I know this feeling that nothing can be done
That I can do nothing
I know this sense of threat
A war might come and the enemy missiles make our cities burn
My loved ones might be in danger
I know this fear of being abandoned
Of our people facing another disaster
Wandering in homelessness
I know this feeling of being able to go nowhere
I know this feeling of never being able to get out of it
I know the tiredness and the indifference
I know my sense that I have wasted my life and work is not worth anything
The taxman is coming
The money is running out
There are more unanticipated expenses
When I just do not have it
I have already spent more this month than I should have
My clothes are old and worn
So much about me is so shabby
I do not like other parents and grandparents
Have the money to really be of help
There are so many unfixed broken things in the house
That I should have fixed long ago
I have chronic pain now as never before
The blood pressure the prostate
Will I ever get out of it? I have not been able to yet
I have so many health problems now
Is the skin discoloration cancer?
We may have a visitor who is lost himself and needs help
I do not know how to give
How much of my time will he take?
I do not have the patience for anyone or anything
Please don't bother me but I can't get out of this myself
My wife is disappointed with me
My wife is not that well and I worry about her health
I worry about my children so much I undermine their confidence
So many of our friends are sick and dying
I am already old and only getting older
The next stage is the walker the wheelchair
Will I be surprised and have a stroke
And become the worst kind of burden?
I remember my mother eight years in a wheelchair unable to speak,
We all die and I have not bought a gravesite yet
I am older than I ever pictured myself as being
So many hate us on the basis of their own bigotry stupidity ignorance
there are so many bad people in the world
there is so much hatred
there are so many reasons for despair
there is no end of reasons
I can go on and on and on
The question is not why I despair
But how do I manage most of the time not to?

poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Landing Of Aliens

Seeking sympathy,
Is one way to gain attention.
Claiming to be victimized,
Is yet another way.

But the best way to gain attention,
Is to maintain an identity.
Stride with integrity.
And be to others respectful.

One doing this,
Will stand out in a crowd.
As if to represent,
The landing of aliens.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Remember That

Remember I was the one that you will call and talk to, Remember later at night when the wind blow you will call and talk to me , remember that. Remember when you were down and out i was here, Remember the sweet way that you will talk to me, Remember that. What happen, what went wrong. Remember when I hold you in my arms, Remember when I whisper in your ear that I love you. It's all gone so fast, but just remember I'm still here for you on till the day i die i promise that and most of all remember that I still love you

poem by Junior Marcano
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Children Say

I keep to myself
What I might share with others
But they dont seem to understand
I open my mouth
To rediscover
That I dont have the words at my command
Holding out
For a world so much better
But Im a stranger in a strangers land
All my friends have sold out
Couldnt handle the pressure
Counting their blessings trying to salvage what they can
Children say - children say
We open our minds as one
But one more day - slips away
Why dont the dreams of the young never come to be
When I overhear
My parents conversations
Well Im struck by the things they say
It seems they traded the years
For mere complications
Who ever thought it could end this way
They close the door
But they cant lock it
cause something of their childhood remains
And theyve felt it before
When the man in their pocket
Counted the cost of their material gains
Children say - come what may
Be strong for the friends youve known
But one fine day - (not) far away
Will we remember the love we used to own
Children say - children say
We open our minds as one
As one more day slips away
Why dont the dreams of the young never come to be
Well you knew what I was saying
But did you know what it meant
When you saw that look in my eye
Did you know it was heaven sent
Was it all a waking dream
All that time we must have spent
Well I guess it must have been
Somehow that feeling came and went
Children say - come what may
Be strong for the friends youve known
But one fine day - (not) far away
Will we remember the love we used to own
Children say - children say
We open our minds as one
As one more day - slips away
Why dont the dreams of the young never come to be
Children say - children say
We thought it would never go
As one more day - slips away
Who ever thought we could be so lonely

song performed by by Level 42
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Stay the same

As time has changed and seasons have past
We've developed a bond that will forever last.

As we say good-bye in this our final year
We try to hold back those overpowering tears.

We remember those time that seem so long ago
As we grew up together through highs and lows.

We knew this day would eventually be here
But had no idea of its overwhelming fear.

The years have flown by but the memories remain
These faces and names will always stay the same.

So as you go out into this world unknown
Always remember there's no place like home.

poem by Katie Evans
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I'll remember

I'll remember the pain,
not just what I felt but you as well.

I'll remember the smile that would've brightened
the world.

I'll remember the cry that would've
been your first scrape.

I'll remember the eyes that
would've been the windows to curiousity.

I'll remember the dreams I
would've made come true for you.

I'll remember all the things
I stole from you.

I'll remember...that I killed you.

poem by Toynia Edmond
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You Were Gone.

I forgot how to breathe.
It's an iron hand grasp tightly around my neck.
You went away, vanished, with out a trace.
I'm motionless.
It was May possibly the best day.
I remember the smell of fresh cut grass.
I was in a hurry to get home fast.
With cheers of joy, i was getting ready to celerbrate the coming of senior year.
While the brush untangled my hair, and make-up tickled my cheeks
my phone rang
you were gone.
I listen to the story with a hint of shock.
I said my goodbyes and forced myself to hang up.
Questions ran through my head.
Who will give me away on my wedding day?
Who will my children call grandpa?
Who will cheer when i graduate?
The ground caught my body.
As i begged for god to give you back.
Tears streamed down my face with a sting in eye.
You were gone.
Anger passed, and stuck I blamed the world for taking my dad.
I crawled with everything I had.
I was face down, I begged god to let me be dead.
Everyone was gone, I remember the feeling of the cold tile floor.
I knew you raised me better then to give up.
I forced myself up, re-did the smeared make-up and headed out with friends.
It's been a year, and your still my bestfriend.
I will always Remember my dad.

poem by Julie Ickes
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A Dying Brain

Do you recall how I was once your fire –?
And we, a regal cloud of unity
Meandering through the closing blues of night,
Commanding stars to glitter;
Dawn to blush?

Your answer comes in ever-blanking stares:
A wall that blocks the know,
Damping down the glow that used to emanate
From clear and lucid eyes.
They've lost the will to recognise.

But hear! We are fifty years together –
And once we writhed in pleasure –
Drowning in emotion,
That which was our prime.

You don't recall.
You only lie as vegetation
Scattered on the ground:
A living mound of flesh,
Devoid of any neural mesh
To let you say 'I'm sound.'

Don't worry Dear,
For I'm aware with memory!
I'll tell you how we were.
We have our right of history!

If you could just concur.

Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009

Please remember, remember me, remember, remember me, remember
Please remember, remember me, remember, remember me, remember
Please remember, remember me, remember, remember me, remember
Please remember, remember me, remember, remember me, remember
Please remember, remember me, remember, remember me, remember
Please remember, remember me, remember, remember me, remember
Please remember, remember me, remember, remember me
Please remember, remember me, remember, remember
Please remember, remember me, remember
Please remember, remember me
Please remember, remember
Please remember
Please

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Thank You For That Good Advice

At one time,
Your back had been pressed against the wall.
Now you have managed,
To lock your head between the apex...
Where two walls meet.

And I remember suggesting,
You go outside to sit on top of the roof.
To get a clearer view.
Hoping you would listen.
But this you did not do.

Yesterday I might have been that fool for you.
Yesterday I was there,
Jeopardizing my own sanity to pull you through.
With no gratitude or regard for me did you prove.
And today you say you have always respected me?

Where was I when this was done?
Was this something I should have known...
Or something you said to another one?
And you are counting on me not to have a good memory?
Unfortunately I do.
And that is why you alone will address,
Your head pressed between an apex...
All by yourself.

When you told me to leave you alone...
My steps did just that,
When I left to accept you were right!
It is best to stay out of other people's business.
And I only returned to thank you for that good advice.

And...
Don't worry.
I will close the door behind me,
When I leave.
See how much I've learned from you?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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On My Way Home

I have been given
One moment from heaven
As I am walking
Surrounded by night
Stars high above me
Make a wish under moonlight

On my way home
I remember only good days
On my way home
I remember all the best days
On my way home
I can remember every new day

I move in silence
With each step taken
Snow falling round me
Like angels in flight
Far in the distance
Is my wish under moonlight

On my way home
I remember only good days
On my way home
I remember all the best days
On my way home
I can remember every new day

song performed by by Enya from The Memory Of Trees
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Temporary Sanity

I had such great expectations
Of the worlds benevolence
Of benevolence
But I prefer hallucinations
cause they tend to make more sense
Than experience
cause it was just another sneak attack
Of temporary sanity
It was a pleasant stay, but now Im back
From temporary sanity
My temporary sanity
I began to grow dependent
On a thing called common sense
It was common sense
But my world grew so resplendent
That the strain was too intense
Without self-defense
cause it was just another sneak attack
Of temporary sanity
It was a pleasant stay, but now Im back
From temporary sanity
My temporary sanity
The pool spreads across the pavement
Where the sniper made him lie
And he looks just like my youngest
And Im watching him die
I must remind myself Ive seen this
Its all ancient history
One long trail of twisted bodies
As the strong crush the weak
We must be crazy
We are crazy
This is our natural state
As our children die around us
We just sit here and wait
For a little temporary sanity
Some temporary sanity
Theres a chance that we would still get the picture
If reality just came up and bit ya
But the news team would never report it
Because theres too much evidence to support it
If we were stupider, the problem would vanish
But our brains are much more than we can manage
We say we want something so bad we can taste it
But once we get it, then we turn round and waste it
We got a twisted fixation with marketplace
And every suffering soul is just another face
We think were being manipulated from outer space
Its the collective guilty conscience of the human race
We get joyful when we look upon a lesser man
A specimen that we can be sure that we are better than
There is no shortage of supply of pride and vanity
There is no other explanation but insanity
Youre listening to prozac
While the message goes unheard
Its the final word
We must be crazy
We must be crazy
Theres no explanation
So we must be crazy

song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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