You Are Much Too Eager To Get Naked
Have you ever been anywhere,
To strip yourself bare of anything to conceal.
To then be asked,
'What are you hiding?
You are much too eager to get naked.
Do you mind if we XRAY you?
And 'then' do an MRI?
Perform a magnetic resonance imaging?
We are especially interested,
In the functioning of your brain...
And how it is connecting to the rest of you.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Naked
'my family, my friends, my children, my wife...'
Have you ever tried to strip naked
i mean from body to soul
'my job, my country, my school...'
Have you ever tried to go naked
for the winds to blow and the sun to scotch
'my God, my religion, my pastor/preacher...'
you've got to try being naked
to lay out your thoughts and meet the truth
The world and all it's dwellings could belong
but try going naked for a day
and visit the realms of greatness
This is not madness but sadness
with which i beseech you to strip naked
and find the truth we've all missed
strip naked: put off the cloth of pretense
move out of the darkness of illusion
and come where naked, where the light shines.
poem by Timothy muggaga
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Lacking In the Package
Being stripped naked.
And inspected for those blemishes,
Or flaws...
I accept!
I am not one to pretend they do not exist.
Or am I one to wish them away.
Not as eager as I am to be naked.
Just like this!
So please...
You will not embarrass me,
If you believe there is something I need to know...
That I have mistaken as a gift!
And you have viewed 'something'
That is lacking in the package!
I will admit over the years...
That parts of me aren't so quick to lift!
Or satisfy the beholder,
Who believes I should at least address it.
That,
And/or my nakedness.
Or my willingness to completely strip,
To bare all!
Even though my grip,
On my narcissistic days...
Do seem to be slipping,
Into a fading aging phase.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Barenaked
Do you ever have that dream
where you're walking naked down the street
and everyone just stares
Do you ever feel so deep
that you speak your mind
to put others straight to sleep
You wonder if anybody cares
Sometimes I think I'm the only one
whose day turned out unlike it had begun
And I feel bare naked
And I just can't take it
I'm getting jaded
No I just can't fake it anymore
'Cuz I'm bare naked
And I know life's what you make it
Wish I could float away
to some other day
You ever go downstairs to start your day
but your car's not there
Yeah you know the joke's on you
You ever try your luck with a pickup line
But you just sucked
You tell yourself it wasn't you
And I know it's hard to hold it inside
It's days like these I run and hide
When I feel bare naked
And I just can't take it
I'm getting jaded
No I just can't fake it anymore
'Cuz I'm bare naked
And I know life's what you make it
Wish I could float away
to some other day
It's all a state of mind
but I don't mind trying to find a way
to keep my head above the mess I make
what the world creates
sometimes it feels so good to let it all fall
as the world fall
I may fall
we all may fall
and then the world comes tumbling
down down down down down
I'm bare naked
And I just can't take it
I'm getting jaded
No I just can't fake it anymore
'Cuz I'm bare naked
And I know life's what you make it
Wish I could float away
to some other day
When I feel .. feel (bare naked) .. feel
When I feel ..
Yeah no no no ..
song performed by by Jennifer Love Hewitt from Barenaked
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Naked
Naked as a jaybird,
it feels so free.
Unclothed, unfettered
like a baby.
Not worn down
with clothes all around,
ashamed to be seen
but when no one's found
in your company
you strip.
Strip away your clothes,
strip away your shoes,
strip away the make-up
and anything you use
to give a false impression
for the entire world to see.
You're not naked as a jaybird
so you can't fly free.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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At male strip shows, it is still the women that we watch, the audience of women and their eager faces. They are more obscene than if they were dancing naked themselves.
quote by Jean Baudrillard
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When the winter strip trees
When the winter strip trees, uncovering them to naked,
where they stay behind like stripped skeletons
with only here and there birds remaining,
the secret of survival is still hidden,
even when it becomes icy cold,
doves and sparrows still fly past.
When the winter strip trees, uncovering them to naked,
where they stay behind like stripped skeletons,
it is looking as if the season is making an assault
on everything living, nothing can escape it,
there are still flowers blooming,
as if protected against the cold they are keeping watch
when the winter strip trees, uncovering them to naked.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Strip Me Bare
strip me bare
of all the things
that stand between
me and myself!
of all the fears
that stand between
me and you!
of the weight of all
that i have done,
replace it with the freedom
of all that i've given....
take away the wants
that have impeded my desire...
give me back the purity
that doesnt have to be defined....
allow me questions
that need not be answered....
allow me to walk
following my own footsteps....
strip me bare...
so i can find my way home!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Marauders
We were like marauders rushing to a raid.
To pillage, plunder and take,
From each other in those days.
In a conquest to just feed lust,
With an unbearable urging,
To strip and quiver bare.
Bragging which acts we would perform,
Before done.
And teasing with our eyes,
Of what could be expected.
And then we slept in mid-caress holding.
Too exhausted to live up to the hype.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What is poetry?
What is poetry?
I say it is mega-magnetic fun
When words play and tend to run
It is mega-magnetic fun
Yes mega-magnetic fun
When readers show they are appreciative
Of playful words which are narrative
I say it is mega-magnetic fun
When readers have come & gone
And all the votes have been cast and drawn
I say it is mega-magnetic fun
When writers become inventive
With or without any material incentive
I say it is mega-magnetic fun
That is what poetry is about
It is mega-magnetic fun
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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F.M. Doll
Take my doll put on her pretty clothes
Now don't you soil her dress
Brush her hair, paint her lips like a rose
Cover up your mess
Strip baby strip 'cause your daddy is watching
Strip baby strip just for me
Strip baby strip show your mother knows nothing
Strip baby strip Just for me, oh
Someone say doctor is my friend
Bruising is his cause
Behind closing doors
Strip baby strip for the soul of your brother
Strip baby strip for his wife
Strip baby strip 'cause you know she's not willing
Strip baby strip by the knife, Yeah
I lost my doll, put on my pretty clothes
I wont soil my dress
I brush my hair, paint my lips like a rose
I cover up my mess
Strip baby strip for the soul of your mother
Strip baby strip for her life
Strip baby strip 'cause you know you're worth nothing
Strip baby strip by the knife
Strip baby strip 'cause your daddy is watching
Strip baby strip just for me
Strip baby strip 'cause you know you're worth nothing
Strip baby strip for me, oh yeah
song performed by by Queen Adreena
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Premature Rip Recordings
technology connections
in global instant real time
exposure tends to solicit
premature rip recordings
lacking direction
full realization
soul potential
love trust insight
eureka connections
mind brain interface
character talent burn
is still charisma sought
Split Imaging from the poem ‘Mind Brain Interface’ by Terence George Craddock.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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We developed simple test tools to optimize imaging parameters. No company was interested in our idea.
quote by John Cameron
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Don't Let Go
When brief day fades
and darkness fills your life,
don't let go.
In this sad land
when cold rain falls
and winter winds strip bare
the green summer trees,
hold fast my strong hand!
In the gray world
when clouds conceal
blithe stars, and even
the brightening
moon has
failed,
don't ever let go!
poem by Steven Federle
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How Many Times Have You Asked Yourself
Finally...
You reach home.
Believing you are sheltered.
And will get deserving rest!
Then suddenly the phone rings.
To leave you wondering,
If the caller is someone you should address.
And with unanswered questions,
You unleash from your mind...
What should be done next!
You want to know...
How many times,
Have you...
Asked yourself,
How many times...
You've asked yourself,
How could you find...
Yourself in the middle of somebody else's mess!
How many times,
Have you...
Asked yourself,
How many times...
You've asked yourself,
How could you find...
Yourself in the middle of somebody else's mess!
When you have issues you have not yet to address.
How many times,
Have you...
Asked yourself,
How many times...
You've asked yourself,
How could you find...
Yourself in the middle of somebody else's mess!
Relax?
You can't!
A tension is enhanced.
The phone keeps ringing to erase the chance.
And...
How many times,
Have you...
Asked yourself,
How many times...
You've asked yourself,
How could you find...
Yourself in the middle of somebody else's mess!
When you have issues you have not yet to address.
And that somebody wants to disturb your rest.
And with unanswered questions,
You unleash from your mind...
What should be done next!
You want to know...
How many times,
Have you...
Asked yourself,
How many times...
You've asked yourself,
How could you find...
Yourself in the middle of somebody else's mess!
When you have issues you have not yet to address.
And that somebody wants to disturb your rest.
How many times,
Have you asked yourself...
How many times,
You've asked yourself....
How many times have you done this and did nothing else?
To be there to please somebody else...
And not yourself!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In states where no regulation exists, anyone is permitted to perform medical imaging and radiation therapy procedures, sometimes after just a few weeks of on-the-job training.
quote by Charles W. Pickering
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Interested
Your favorite food
What you like to do
Your favorite color
or any other
The thing on your mind
That you like to share
Cause I can stay here
And listen to every word
Because I'm interested
Can I be an instrument
For changing your life
Is that all right?
Because I'm interested
I'd rather be with you instead
Than anyone else
Cause I'm interested in your middle name
Now don't be ashamed, Naw
It's between me and you
Everything you do
Let your guard down
Because there's a new girl in town
gonna turn it around
I hope that you are down
Because I'm interested
Can I be your instrument
In changing your life
Is that allright?
Because I'm interested
I'd rather be with you instead
of anyone else
I'm wide open
No more secrets
No lie
Don't wanna live like a fool
But I will
For you
So I'll beg
I'll scream
I'll call
I'll write
If that's what it takes for you to be in my life
Because I'm interested
And I'll be an instrument
In changing your life
Is that all right?
Because I'm interested
And I rather be with you instead
Of anyone else
Oh No
Because I'm interested
And I'll be an instrument
In changing your life
Is that all right?
Because I'm interested
And I rather be with you instead
Of anyone else (fade)
song performed by by India Arie
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People who go to work every day and perform the services essential to keeping our economy functioning deserve to live above the poverty level.
quote by Marcy Kaptur
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Teen Drink Peer Pressure Accountability
please think
better crack
fashion drink
slow de brain
before teenager
hormone hot wires
too many thoughts
makes guru sin
says something
quotable profound
peers overheard
listen to de music
teen drink
peer pressures
acceptability
accountability
Split Imaging from the poem ‘Mind Brain Interface’ by Terence George Craddock.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Gone To Forget To Leave
There are those who may choose to die.
For whatever reason...
Eyes are wanting to feel,
A realness and not a friction to absorb.
When platters of gold filled deceit,
Offer nothing else to be fed....
With a side order of sincerity seen,
Or felt to mention.
'Gone to forget to leave'
And the feasting of this is encouraged.
Until dishonesty is all that one dreads.
With a wish to numb the head,
From the stirrings that occur from truths.
And although the eating of deceit weakens,
On a daily basis when that addiction eats...
A cry goes unheard.
A sickening overwhelms...
And,
A wish to be released from it increases.
'Gone to forget to leave'
An encouraged emotionally abandoned mind...
Feeds until the peace of eternal rest has come,
Of what is wished.
And with a consciousness,
Desperately wanting transistion now a mission...
But never accepted to come from one so...
Talented and gifted!
But hurting from a place...
No one took the time to touch to get to know,
And so much pain was inside hiding.
And what was known to God,
Has joined the stars awaiting.
Pain was inside hiding.
Pain was inside hiding.
And what was known to God,
Has joined...
With the others worthy.
Pain was inside hiding.
Pain was inside hiding.
And what was known,
To God...
Has joined,
Eternity!
Goodbye to pain inside there hiding.
Pain inside there hiding.
No more pain inside there hiding.
Pain inside there hiding.
Gone is pain inside there hiding.
Pain inside there hiding.
There's no pain inside there hiding.
Pain inside there hiding.
Gone...
Pain inside there hiding.
Pain inside there hiding.
Gone...
Pain inside there hiding.
Pain inside there hiding.
Gone...
Pain inside there hiding.
Pain inside there hiding.
There's no pain inside there hiding,
Gone.
Gone to forget to leave.
That pain inside there hiding!
Gone to forget to leave.
That pain inside there hiding!
Gone to forget to leave.
There's no pain inside there hiding.
Gone to forget to leave.
Gone to forget to leave.
There's no pain inside there hiding.
Gone.
Gone to forget to leave.
Gone.
Gone to forget to leave.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Then Why Tease Me Like That?
'I'd like to scream as loud as I can,
At times.'
Me too.
'If it wasn't against the law,
I'd strip and jog along Main Street butt naked.
As if I was in first place in a Bare-All marathon.'
Me too!
'If someone would dare me,
I'd do it too! '
I dare you.
'Not you.
I'm talking about someone else,
Who is not talking to themselves...
Irrationally.'
Oh?
Irrah...what?
Irrationally?
So now you tell me,
You pay me no attention?
Then you lie.
A straight up bonafide liar.
It was just yesterday I heard you tell someone,
How you listen to your inner most thoughts...
With a giving to them first priority,
Before listening to anyone else.
And 'now' you say this to me?
'Listen,
Just chill.
Calm down.
No one's going to be jogging butt naked.'
Then why tease me like that?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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