Why Should I Wish To Just Sit On a Pedestal?
To sit on pedestals,
May be heights some wish to achieve.
But as for me...
Why should I place such limits on myself?
Isn't the Universe boundless?
And we are gifted to live on an Earth,
Suspended as it spins.
With only the force of gravity,
To keep it mysteriously positioned.
Why should I wish to just sit on a pedestal?
There is something far greater than that,
I am a part of and desire to explore.
Too many miracles surround me,
I witness being produced.
And I would choose just to sit on a pedestal?
That may be what 'you' choose to do.
But I've got my sights on STARS!
With a blazing done in all of this Cosmic wonder.
Why should I wish to just sit on a pedestal?
Are you kidding?
With all that I envision going on?
Comeon, let's get real here!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pedestal
I sit upon a pedestal
Of the once so proud and haughty fool
And watch the day die to night
In a painful blood red light
I ask the fools who place me here
Do you truly not yet fear?
That a fall from heights such as these
Will bring a nation to its knees
They laugh and mock and disbelieve
Yet I wonder now why I do not leave
This place where idiots sit on thrones
To fly or flee to a place I can be alone
Where my actions hold my shame or fame
Yet none can blame their actions on my name
A place where I am my own to rule
Not a scapegoat on a forsaken pedestal
poem by Rebecca Pepper
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I was writing a chapter of Beautiful Evidence on the subject of the sculptural pedestal, which led to my thinking about what's up on the pedestal - the great leader.
quote by Edward Tufte
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Keep distance for grace
Just grant audience.
He sees you on a peak.
Just throw a glance.
He sees you on a desk.
When access is granted
He sees you on a pedestal.
By physical intimacy,
You fall on floor, equal.
Woman, try to be on pedestal, the least.
18.08.2001, Pkd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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You fool.
Put me on a pedestal
And ill perform for you
You fool.
Ill press your eyes into my lies
And thrust my lust ‘till you desire
You fool.
If you only knew.
Dress me in a golden gown
Put a halo on my head
I'll play pretend
You'll tail the bate
You'll lose me at the golden gate.
You fool.
If you only knew.
Put me on a pedestal
And I will play pretend.
Then you'll wonder why you fool.
Why I left you in the end.
poem by Peggy Pollock
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Leaving A Lofty Place
No pedestal should be loved so great,
To satiate a promising of a permanence determined.
Appreciating an arrivial done,
To acknowledge one day an end will come...
With a feeling of an accomplishment,
That came to one as a surprise.
Although leaving a lofty place to be replaced,
Can bring tears to eyes...
To those who try to fly even higher.
No pedestal should be loved so great,
To satiate a promising of a permanence determined.
Although leaving a lofty place to be replaced,
Can bring tears to eyes...
To those who try to fly even higher.
'Who do we have here? '
~We had to put a strait jacket on this one.
They believed that using the superglue,
Would keep them sitting on top forever.~
'Oh well...
Some are more graceful than others,
Upon their departures.
Don't you think the strait jacket is a bit severe? '
~It took hours to pry this one loose for the pedestal.
We didn't want to take any chances,
Of having a suicide on our hands.~
'Geeessshh.
Let's hope the next one is more gracious.
Is the raffle set to pick another one? '
~Yep.
We're ready when you are.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ballerina Style
Lift me down again
that always feels new;
Twirl me down again
to cure my dizziness.
Turn my pedestal upside down
finding me with Humilities Smile
on my upside face.
Can a man walk on one leg?
Can you hear the sound of one hand clapping?
Can you hear a butterfly sing?
You can.
Can anything compare to
the lift me down,
the dizzy cure
the upside down pedestal
and the one legged man walking
one hand clapping
the butterfly smile?
Yes, that would be you;
You're my dance partner
lifting me down
twirling me
upside down
on the pedestal
on one leg
ballerina style.
And now
you know
how dancing feels
when loved
and being loved:
twirled upside down.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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I tended to place my wife under a pedestal.
quote by Woody Allen
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Choose To Fly
Choose to fly!
Choose to soar...
Above the clouds,
And touch the sky.
Choose to spread your wings.
And with praises choose to sing...
To end limitations.
And what to you those limits bring.
Choose to fly.
Energize with the Sun.
Have fun.
Begin what is wished.
Do not undo that which has begun.
Choose to fly.
Look up.
Around and down!
Can accustomed conflict mixed with confusion...
Be heard from anyone?
Can it be found?
As you lift your disconnectedness,
Higher off the ground?
Can you feel a peace?
As you release...
From tensions that decrease.
Choose to fly.
Let go of that madness...
Grabbing to entrap.
To have you slapped with unhappiness.
Choose to fly.
Declare your fresh air...
Is absent of dispair.
And all boundaries have cleared for your arrival.
Choose to fly!
Choose to soar...
Above the clouds,
And touch the sky.
Let go...
And take hold of the atmosphere there.
Choose to fly.
Choose to soar.
Choose to live the life you adore,
Even more!
Choose to fly.
And break free to live your dreams.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Today they're praising you sky high, place you on a pedestal and tomorrow they don't want to know you.
quote by Mark McGrath
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I don't want to be put on a pedestal. I just want to be reasonably successful and live a normal life with all the conveniences to make it so.
quote by Althea Gibson
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What? And, Why Is This Happening?
We are a part of this creation.
Envision yourself in the universe...
Above and looking down upon Earth.
Look around you.
We are part of this eclective consciousness,
That reigns for all eternity.
Supporting an animation of wonder.
With sights unseen our eyes would not believe.
Nor are we alone in it as inhabitants.
We treat 'ourselves' that way.
But we are not!
If all just stopped...
And thought about what we've got.
And from where it came.
We are just but specks to come and go as dust!
None of us can conceive the infinity of it,
As we sit in division within a molecule that spins!
That itself
so does within 'something' that encloses,
Us in darkness!
Who's womb is this?
We come to sit waiting to be delivered?
To bare more incarnations!
Like a cell inside us that dwells.
Continuing to evolve to become...
What?
And, why is this happening?
To us and how?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Empty Niche
A KING once made a gallery of art,
With portraits of dead friends and living graced;
And at the end, 'neath curtains drawn apart,
An empty marble pedestal was placed.
Here, every day, the king would come, and pace
With eyes well-pleased along the statued hall;
But, ere he left, he turned with saddened face,
And mused before the curtained pedestal.
And once a courtier asked him why he kept
The shadowed niche to fill his heart with dole;
'For absent friends,' the monarch said, and wept;
'There still must be one absent to the soul.'
And this is true of all the hearts that beat;
Though days be soft and summer pathways fair,
Be sure, while joyous glances round us meet,
The curtained crypt and vacant plinth are there.
To-day we stand before our draped recess:
There is none absent—all we love are here;
To-morrow's hands the opening curtains press,
And lo, the pallid pediment is bare!
The cold affection that plain duty breeds
May see its union severed, and approve;
But when our bond is touched, it throbs and bleeds—
We pay no meed of duty, but of love.
As creeping tendrils shudder from the stone,
The vines of love avoid the frigid heart;
The work men do is not their test alone,
The love they win is far the better chart.
They say the citron-tree will never thrive
Transplanted from the soil where it matured;
Ah, would 'twere so that men could only live
Through working on where they had love secured!
'The People of the Book,' men called the Jews—
Our priests are truly ' People of the Word; '
And he who serves the Master must not choose—
He renders feudal service to the Lord.
But we who love and lose will, like the king,
Still keep the alcove empty in the hall,
And hope, firm-hearted, that some day will bring
Our absent one to fill his pedestal.
poem by John Boyle O'Reilly
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A Great Miracle!
Natural beauty of all kinds gives hope
And kindles love to live with strength!
Inspiration of Nature is boundless ever
Making man transcend limits to divinity!
Limitations of man are no barrier ever
When man is inspired by love of Nature!
Love is a force of Nature and great power
Mankind cannot defeat in this world sure!
Nature, love and their manifestations ever
Absorb all minds, hearts and soul till end!
Nothing can replace their place so far and
Nothing can be greater than that forever...!
Love born of beauties of Nature is real ever
That activates all to create great miracles...!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Real It Did Seem
Where are you now oh brightest of stars! ?
Long have I pondered just where you are!
Followed did I, you, across the vast blue sea,
Only to now fear that you have abandoned me!
Fret not though my bonnie lass, you're being ruminated of-
Surely ne'er has been one proffered greater love!
Greater than all the majesty of our world,
Here is for the taking, my love for thee, replete- unfurled!
None other has yet, nor shall ever, envision love greater-
Excepting none, whether before we two, now- or even later!
But for one lady did God, for me, choose-
To be my inspiration, my salvation- indeed, my muse!
All ever I could do but fathom- dare I did but dream-
Real as it was with us- or real it did seem!
Maurice Harris,24 December 2007
poem by Maurice Harris
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For the first year of marriage I had basically a bad attitude. I tended to place my wife underneath a pedestal
quote by Woody Allen
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Do You Believe In God?
The Universe unfolds each day, God's map for lost Mankind,
Yet to the sun and moon some pray with faith that's oh so blind.
The Universe holds secrets still, alignments in the stars,
Perhaps one day we'll get a thrill from Jupiter and Mars.
The Universe sends forth its sounds like Morse Code from above,
But even while noise does the rounds, there's not one word of love.
The Universe has stars to spare and yet what are these worth?
So I believe it's best to care about what's here on Earth.
This Sacred Earth is where Christ trod as He preached to and fro
And where He led the lost to God... and bled... His love to show...
This Sacred Earth stores memories of Calvary and more,
Of Israel and God's prophecies fulfilled and yet in store.
This Sacred Earth still spins in space awaiting Christ's return...
For miracles that must take place and lessons Man must learn.
This Sacred Earth obeys God's Laws - it's us God must forgive.
Faith's choice is mine and also yours. Christ died that we might live.
Denis Martindale, copyright, March 2011.
poem by Denis Martindale
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Gravity
Lost again
Broken and weary
Unable to find my way
Tail in hand
Dizzy and clearly unable to
Just let this go
I am surrendering to gravity and the unknown
Catch me heal me lift me back up to the sun
I choose to live
I fell again
Like a baby unable to stand on my own
Tail in hand
Dizzy and clearly unable to just let this go
I am surrendering to gravity and the unknown
Catch me heal me lift me back up to the sun
I choose to live, I choose to live, I choose to live
Catch me heal me lift me back unto the sun
Help me survive the bottom
Calm these hands before they
Snare another pill and
Drive another nail down another
Needy hole please release me
I am surrendering to gravity and the unknown
Catch me heal me lift me back up to the sun
I choose to live, I choose to live
song performed by by A Perfect Circle
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Every statue has its pedestal.
quote by Nicolae Iorga, translated by Dan CostinaÅŸ
Submitted by Dan CostinaÅŸ
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We Live In The World We Build
You can choose from the crops of unhappiness…
or you can unearth the joy from your heart.
You can choose to draw from your dark stormy life…
or believe that only rainbow's beauty follows rain.
You can choose to pollute the air you breathe…
or do no harm to the environs of human or all life form.
You can choose to produce foods by man’s means …
or allow it to be produced by nature’s teams.
You can choose to live in jealousy and hate or
live with love and you won’t have none of the above.
You can choose to make war
or you can make love instead...
You can choose to pluck the thorns…
or pick red, yellow, and pink roses, instead.
You deserve your world that
built brick by brick.
poem by Almedia Knight Oliver
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The kids put you on a pedestal. I didn't like it.
quote by Tommy Rettig
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