Affirmations
In the slippings of my mind-
the errant misses
the missing blisses-
gather together all the remisses
all cousins
each making statements
proud and forelorn
joyous and now shorn
of all excuses and illusions
and pretty color smoke mirrors
to state simply and clearly
how each in accounting for itself
could explain
my great and small decisions
each bickering with one another
each casting subtle blame
as to how the other
had ruined me, my name
caused trouble and mayhem
whilst I looked on
saying:
'Each of you made me what I am
merely human.'
With a start they all looked up
one stating
'you are merely the sum
we are the parts
without us you lack meaning.'
'Yes, we' they said 'are your constituents
we gave birth you and all your musings
our parts are greater than your whole, true this.'
they said blending together in chorus.
They stepped back all celebrating their often stated contention;
We are all you are and can hope to be'
I blanched, stammering out my truth to wit:
'Parts are called parts because they are merely parts not wholes
and I am not you because I have in my life
assumulated all of you
and in doing so have become something other;
that you, mere parts, cannot comprehend having only the vantage point
of the past, while I present the Present Whole'
'Can a nose comprehend a face?
Can a mouth understand speech? '
'While all you parts are there
you are not my person whole
and that whole is who I am.'
'More' I said proudly
'even as each of you may be flawed
I am hope, promise and reality not a part
but the whole.
Each of you is not I, the whole.'
They all went slinking away from the shimmering light
my words bring.
I love this dream.
Each morning
it makes me wake smiling
from the knowledge
I can do anything I want;
After all it is My dream.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Country Is Like A Body
When one part sick
All parts look unhealthy
When one part missing
All parts get the impact
When one part is weak
Do other parts only blame and not help to fix it?
When one part is failed
Do other parts only let it fall and not support it?
Even it is often forgotten
It doesn't mean it is not important
Even it is always underestimated
It doesn't mean it could completely be ignored
One part may be incapable
But it doesn't mean all parts can do nothing
One part may be invalid
But it doesn't mean all parts should also give up the spirit
In some incredible moment they are working together
In some unseen place they don't stop to struggle
It may be hard but always raises up the hope
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the Self
the self is a mountain
you can go exploring
some parts are not reachable
and some parts so riveting
you just wish to sing them songs
some parts are caves you can shout
and hear your own echoes
some parts are a make belief
haunted house you can frighten yourself with
some parts are chambers of
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Pulling myself together for M'lady Ann Beard
In dreams I can communicate
with disparate parts of me.
I’m learning to appreciate.
The frightening complexity
Of the different parts of me.
Which I must balance constantly
A task I must face every day
so they combine to make me, me..
I am a father and a son.
I am a brother and a friend.
The endless list goes on and on.
It seems as though it has no end.
Somehow I manage to control
at least the parts on public view.
The scattered parts which make the whole
But still conceal a thing or two.
The parts of me I need to change.
I’m sure I can do given time.
Some parts of me are weird and strange.
Like creatures from an earlier time.
The Id tries to assert its will.
The ego sure to disagree.
The super ego bids them both be still.
I just accept they’re part of me.
When other people look at me.
I wonder if they wonder too
If they can see reality.
I am not certain that I do.
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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The Parts In Relation To The Whole
the parts in relation to the whole are hard to muster
i get lost somehow
confused on this seemingly unrelated part to another part
like seeing the legs of this millipede
when it would have been easier to think of it
as a worm,
i remember being lost in a forest of trees
wild growing trees where i can no longer figure out the shape
of a single leaf
because it is too dark
and damp
too many little things, too many details, that hinder us
from grasping the wholeness of
things
and people and daily events,
i get tired of all these, parts and parts and parts and some more
miniatures of parts, a letter to the word,
speaking in cut phrases
how can i ever understand this and that?
show me the whole
be whole to me as i am whole to you
touch the parts later
relate it always to me
this love is whole, it was never meant to be chopped
like some garlic and onions
this love is an apple that you see and pick from the tree
take it first
in its appleness, then start to bite
every part is sweet, every part is me,
this love
this me, this whole world is me
it must be first to you
then love becomes us.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I don't come in parts
I DON'T cOME IN PARTS
I
Can'tÂ
Give
You
Ha lf
OfÂ
Me.
Because
I
Don'tÂ
CoM e
In
Parts! ! ! ! ! !
So if any resason that I don't fit in your plan of a whole, by all means walk and it will be easy for the both of us, because I DON'T COME IN PARTS.
poem by Clarence Williams
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The writing of good limericks you see
requires two parts insanitee -
two parts rhythyme
and three parts rhyme.
With that, you'll master the art completelee.
quote by by Otido Omukuba
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For arousal
Females arouse males by their private parts
in all mammals, the parts well decked out.
In women they are hidden and buried.
Men sought their other parts for arousal.
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poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Face determines
Unless you see the woman’s face,
Her other parts you’ve admired
Would fall as hollow and zero.
Parts must connect their face to value.
You would rewrite your judgment
If her face fails your expectations.
An agreeable face only makes
Other parts of her agreeable.
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poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Wisdom consists of ten parts -- nine parts of silence and one part with few words.
Wisdom consists of ten parts: nine parts silence, and one part a few words.
Someone gave me a New Testament. I had never before read it systematically. Some parts made sense, some parts shocked me.
quote by Lionel Blue
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Moody
Have you seen
When he makes
Love to you…
Sometimes,
You want to be
Touched all over
Sometimes,
Only the upper
Sometimes,
Only the lower
Sometimes,
All the parts
Sometimes,
Just bits and
Parts…
Why does
Your mind
Make you so
Moody ~
About your
Body?
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Who Me?
I am some days
my Best Me
others
I've been submerged
by that Other Me.
Some days
I am fun and funny
others I don that cloak
of sadness,
eat gobs of pity pie
and flagons of dark sorrow.
Other days
I am ethereal,
days lost to bad
or absent memory-
foggy hours
on end some times-
and
as in a dream vision
I arrive back
on Planet Mine
wondering
where I have been.
Some days
the weariness
of not being able to count
on Me-Steady;
feeling burdened
where I long to wring
from my life
the Drama Foam
which fuzzes up
the clarity I need
to connect all of the
aspects of me
into one coherent whole.
I have some parts
I cannot mend
and I have my fear
that if
the good me
touches the bad
me
all I will have left
are the bad parts.
So I keep them separated
from each and me.
But you know
it's only me fearing
my friends tell me'
while there is this battle on
for sure;
that the good parts of me
are so very strong
those are the parts
they are putting their money on.
I guess it true;
I do
like most of me
enough
to write this to you.
Love
Anita.
Root for me.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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We have reversed the usual classical notion that the independent "elementary parts" of the world are the fundamental reality, and that the various systems are merely particular contingent forms and arrangements of these parts. Rather, we say that inseparable quantum interconnectedness of the whole universe is the fundamental reality, and that relatively independent behaving parts are merely particular and contingent forms within this whole.
quote by David Bohm
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Audition
Life, a Play
In three parts, now
Is two parts done.
In this,
The final interval
We rearrange our scores,
The Orchestra, still poised
Will sit
To practice discords
At the pit.
Then like rent cloth
The curtains start,
The stage is lit;
And I would venture
At my part...
Were I not so
Afraid of it.
24 January 1984
poem by David Lewis Paget
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Singer Songwriter Poet
you are the singer
you are the songwriter
I am invisible poet
together we
are prodigy
portent music
you are the singer
I am the poet missing
part of your soul
the tragedy of missing parts
usually missing parts stay missing
lost incomplete never merging solo mystic
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Oh Lordy! Now You're Forty!
Sweet Erikette, as they say…
'You've reached the big four oh today! ! ! '
As you climb life's great hill
Stress and strain will test your will.
Find strength to forge past rocks and trees.
Forget those aching, shaking knees.
More of your bod now starts to talk
As back, feet… legs seem to squawk.
One way to stem those mid life crises
Is to shop for modern medical devices.
Sadly, there's not much they can implant
When some parts simply scream, 'I can't! '
Though these stubborn parts may utter 'Nope! '
Your young, beautiful life is so full of hope.
A gorgeous family in so many ways
Promises a joyous life that only love conveys.
As well, your positive views and planned dreams
Guarantee a future even better than it now seems.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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The three most important parts a man has are, briefly, his private parts, his money and his religious beliefs.
quote by Samuel Butler
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Things went in a direction that I didn't want to go. I started doing bit parts and things that are pretty much laid out for people in my position. The parts were pretty generic.
quote by Tina Yothers
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Frammento
A fragment is something incomplete
Something broken-off, severed,
Detached, segregated,
A fragment of a conversation,
Extant fragments of an ancient
Document written on stone,
A fragment of my poetry,
How
do
i
say
it?
………………………………….
Some fragments of myself
Missing some fragments of
Myself hidden, and you will
Not find them, too many fragments
like lice in a native woman's
hair spreading on her head
I place them where
You cannot find them because
You presume too much
To know me to love me,
Along this line, so many parts
are detached, perhaps my navel
my mole, my thumb
my right ear, my left eye
So many parts severed, perhaps
My head from my heart
my mind from my soul
my past from my future
Some extant fragments of
My past self, written on some
Stones still unturned, yes
I have pretended so much
And you cannot detect
Which is true from false
i have become so many parts
of myself, now in the last hours
fragmented
wanting to be whole again..
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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