A woodpecker pecked wood.
A woodpecker pecked wood.
Pointed in dismay
arranged to be sharp,
my sword moves
a plain battlefield
of bloodspotted ink
which will stay.
Stained by fools
who never learned
to break the
walls of prejudices down,
i frown in surprise.
How can I start
a life that's never begun,
were can i put
my big little toe?
Shocked by my
clodded
tabula rasa,
i break down
and cry.
The field is grained
and dotted
with grey, black
and reds,
on a sunny
display.
A woodpecker
pecked wood,
misunderstood
and then stopped
to learn.....
to be good. Madrason 30-09-2010
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Lessons from a Woodpecker
The woodpecker will not give up,
Until the hole it planned is made!
It walks upon the trunk upside,
Its clawed feet holding bark firmly!
It pecks and pecks while turning head;
It bangs and drums upon the tree;
It hammers, chisels, saws and files,
The sharp beak digging circularly!
The pecking actions cause echoes
In air surrounding bird on tree;
With great a force, it pecks each time,
But does not mind feeling giddy!
It pecks and pecks as wood chips fly;
The bristly tongue helps it to clear;
The beak keeps hitting edge of hole,
As head of bird, then goes deeper!
It takes a month to make a hole!
The woodpecker will not give up;
It comes back to the hole each day,
And deepens it some more, some way!
The woodpecker has taught me how
Hard labor, perseverance clicks;
And lo! The nest is filled with love,
As noisy cries come from new chicks!
Yes, Mother Nature teaches all,
Such golden lessons for no fee;
Oh, listen to her daily call;
Success will smile on you, may be!
When one has aimed to do something,
Come in the way, don’t let a thing;
Work till the job is fully done;
Nothing in life, you leave half-done!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-15-2010
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Hasty for a train
Hasty for a train
I see angels
fall from the sky,
stuck on branches
like fruits from Why.
Caught on a bad day,
surprised by a fool
who likes to trod
on petals' spread
the christals crack
like frozen pain,
a sigh, last cry,
a mud-clodded phantom
moves hasty for a train
-that always comes
too late to be caught-
passes by, bye..... 27-09-2010 Madrason
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A Annoying Woodpecker
The woodpecker pecks gracefully
On the side of the house.
It's bothersome raps
wake me from a sound sleep.
I stumble out of bed in a
Sleepy fog, and walk outside
To somehow quiet the loud clatter.
I walk up to the house
The small woodpecker is startled
And hastily flies away.
He perches on a small branch
And looks at me
I leave the woodpecker
To his business
In hopes that he would get
Bored and leave
For my house's sake.
poem by Melanie Dickie
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Through The Wood
THROUGH the wood, the green wood, the wet wood, the light wood,
Love and I went maying a thousand lives ago;
Shafts of golden sunlight had made a golden bright wood
In my heart reflected, because I loved you so.
Through the wood, the chill wood, the brown wood, the bare wood,
I alone went lonely no later than last year,
What had thinned the branches, and wrecked my dear and fair wood,
Killed the pale wild roses and left the rose-thorns sere?
Through the wood, the dead wood, the sad wood, the lone wood,
Winds of winter shiver through lichens old and grey,
You ride past forgetting the wood that was our own wood
All our own--and withered as ever a flower of May.
poem by Edith Nesbit
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My life a lie
My life a lie
My life a lie
which i cannot deny
for i dind't try
to defy gravity
nor did I take
any effort
to break
with success
out of this
emptiness.
I lied to much
to do swear
by the truth
that each lie
was good:
for the judge
understood.
I lied too much
Too much lied I
for once i reveal
this is true.
so you will finally see
'Here Lies: a little White............. Me.! '
Madrason 13-01-2010
poem by Madrason writer
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Break Down The Walls
I used to think that labels were just symbols of pride
but over time I've seen they only served to divide
It's so easy to judge people by the way them seem to be
We must overcome this problem to live life peacefully
Break Down The walls!
yes,we'll break down the walls
look beyond the fashion or the crowd that they are in
look beyond their riches or the color of their skin
look beyond appearance and the truth you will find
look for what's inside before you make up your mind
break Down The walls
yes, we'll break down the walls
song performed by by Youth Of Today
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A beauty likes a fool
Wise men know what monsters
The beauty queens could make them.
Fools only are fit to beauties
And could be as hen pecked.
29.06.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Strong Enough To Break
Well I haven't been myself today
Just a figure in a big Monopoly Game
The struggle is the price you pay
You get just enough just to give it away
There's something 'bout it floating away
Just throw me a line so I can anchor my pain
The fabric is about to fray
The fabric is about to fray
Well maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Things keep coming and I keep wondering
I start feeling the walls close in
Things keep coming and I keep stumbling
I start feeling I'm strong enough to break
Oh I start feeling I'm strong enough to break Oh
You've been running through my mind today
Scenarios to add to your hypocrisy
No one ever takes the blame
But everyone is searching for a cure to the pain
Nothing ever seems to change
Oh nothing ever seems to change
We just play like broken records in a deaf man's charade
Well maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Things keep coming and I keep wondering
I start feeling the walls close in
Things keep coming and I keep stumbling
I start feeling I'm strong enough to break
Oh Ho
Oh carry on just a pawn in this same old song
I'm still holding on
The fabric is about to fray
Well maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Things keep coming and I keep wondering
I start feeling the walls close in
Things keep coming and I keep stumbling
I start feeling I'm strong enough to break
Things keep coming and I keep wondering
I start feeling the walls close in
Things keep coming and I keep stopping them
I start feeling I'm strong enough to break
Oh I start feeling I'm strong enough to break
Oh I start feeling I'm strong enough to break
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On Reading a Recent Greek Poet
After the wailing had already begun
along the walls, their ruin certain,
the Trojans fidgeted with bits of wood
in the three-ply doors, itsy-bitsy
pieces of wood, fussing with them.
And began to get their nerve back and feel hopeful.
poem by Bertolt Brecht
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Fools Like Me
(written by kostas and hal ketchum)
Call me crazy, call me anything you want
I thought that we had something good
Now I find it was only in my mind
Guess I just misunderstood
It seems forever just came to an end
I thought our time had just begun
I will never really understand
Why you would turn from love and run
Fools like me, we never learn
Fools like you are never true
You go your way, baby Ill go mine
Ill go crazy like the wind
I will love you for a long, long time
Ill never have your love again
Fools like me, we never learn
Fools like you are never true
song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
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April's Charms
When April scatters charms of primrose gold
Among the copper leaves in thickets old,
And singing skylarks from the meadows rise,
To twinkle like black stars in sunny skies;
When I can hear the small woodpecker ring
Time on a tree for all the birds that sing;
And hear the pleasant cuckoo, loud and long --
The simple bird that thinks two notes a song;
When I can hear the woodland brook, that could
Not drown a babe, with all his threatening mood;
Upon these banks the violets make their home,
And let a few small strawberry vlossoms come:
When I go forth on such a pleasant day,
One breath outdoors takes all my cares away;
It goes like heavy smoke, when flames take hold
Of wood that's green and fill a grate with gold.
poem by William Henry Davies
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When I was Young
when i was a child
the world was
full of poetry
played to me
the dragonfly
was so red
her tail glowed
in all the quiet
of her realm
she would dip
her tail into a stream
again and again
in fast sequence
for fun i thought
and when she glided
above a field
with her friends
they reminded me of
fighter planes
the river, always
clear and swift
serenaded a tinkling
heartfelt song
below the clear blue sky
as it hurried out to sea
the fish jumped and
swished their tail
like conductors
till this day the
song the river sang
plays itself in
in my heart, in my soul
whenever it flows
through my memory
- the river which is
nowhere to be seen now
mom's chicks,
they were
always beige and spotted
and grew up
to shine in
dark brown and black
with a greenish sheen
they crowed so loudly
every morning was a
raging contest to see
who could get the sun
out to light up the world
the hens they were
always with their chirping
little chicks in the field
looking for worms
protective like the
fiercest mothers
but they soon turned
into witches pecking
at their grown up chicks
to get them to fend
for themselves
poor chicks, they would
run back only to be pecked
run back only to be pecked
and really learnt it the hard way
to live and fend for themselves
(to be continued)
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Hedge Layer-Gap Mender
Hedge layer, gap-mender
forged from frost and fissured trees;
your split hazel brash
a white slash against
black wintered leaves.
Rhythm of the billhook
rhythm of the fields
deft, quick, sure,
sharpening the air
with slash, cuts and
stakes spear shaped, stuck notched
crooked up, tawny bark
peeled green in places,
hint of dormant
summer traces.
Wood rips, wood rends, wood gives,
wood cries out as far as the far fields;
Welsh Cobbs black as stout
start as one, rising pall of horse breath
blots out the sallow-sun.
Hedge layer, gap-mender,
glove-less, hands seasoned old-hand;
resurrector, life pleacher,
Green Man for a modern era;
within your living walls
you weave the spring.
poem by Bob Dellar
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As the Team's Head- Brass
As the team's head-brass flashed out on the turn
The lovers disappeared into the wood.
I sat among the boughs of the fallen elm
That strewed the angle of the fallow, and
Watched the plough narrowing a yellow square
Of charlock. Every time the horses turned
Instead of treading me down, the ploughman leaned
Upon the handles to say or ask a word,
About the weather, next about the war.
Scraping the share he faced towards the wood,
And screwed along the furrow till the brass flashed
Once more.
The blizzard felled the elm whose crest
I sat in, by a woodpecker's round hole,
The ploughman said. 'When will they take it away? '
'When the war's over.' So the talk began –
One minute and an interval of ten,
A minute more and the same interval.
'Have you been out? ' 'No.' 'And don't want to, perhaps? '
'If I could only come back again, I should.
I could spare an arm, I shouldn't want to lose
A leg. If I should lose my head, why, so,
I should want nothing more...Have many gone
From here? ' 'Yes.' 'Many lost? ' 'Yes, a good few.
Only two teams work on the farm this year.
One of my mates is dead. The second day
In France they killed him. It was back in March,
The very night of the blizzard, too. Now if
He had stayed here we should have moved the tree.'
'And I should not have sat here. Everything
Would have been different. For it would have been
Another world.' 'Ay, and a better, though
If we could see all all might seem good.' Then
The lovers came out of the wood again:
The horses started and for the last time
I watched the clods crumble and topple over
After the ploughshare and the stumbling team.
poem by Edward Thomas
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Let's Talk About War
Let’s talk about war
We’ll discuss Tennyson
And Brooke
Owen
And Sassoon
How simple life seems
When the sun blazes
The girls are wearing skirts and sunglasses
The scent of summer in the air
We’ll talk about the different wars
And the poets who fought with pens
A distraction occurs in the form
Of a woodpecker
Beating away at a drainpipe
April names it Woodpecker
April names it Pecky
It’s hard to think, miles away,
Men and boys are cut down
In their prime
Blown to bits
As they stand, straight and tall.
How ironic
That we’re talking about war
While outside
A tiny feathered machine gun patters away.
poem by Rebecca Kate Summers
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Walls
Walls of stone and walls of brick,
Some walls thin and some walls thick,
Walls so high and walls so low,
Walls to hide and walls to show.
Walls quite short and walls quite tall,
Some walls, last well, some walls fall,
Walls for comfort, walls of hate,
Walls for security, walls ornate.
Some as a barricade, some to support,
Walls of wood and walls of iron wrought,
Walls as a barrier, walls to enclose,
Some are to sit on, some to lean and doze.
Walls we build ourselves, these aren't good,
Walls for privacy, walls that have stood,
So many years through weather foul or fine,
Walls, that are yours, walls that are mine.
Brick by brick they are built to last,
Whether built now or in the past,
They shelter us from so many things,
And shield us from whatever this life brings.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Whats So Bad About Feeling Good?
(feldman / hues / chandler)
Youre awake as dawn breaks, another day
And the grey clouds weep how you feel
But the way she touch you just bring you back to life
Dont let them bury your soul in concrete and steel
Chorus:
So whats so bad about feeling good?
Whats so bad, whats so bad?
Whats so bad about feeling good?
Whats so bad, whats so bad?
Why hold back when you know you should
Break the chains of your life and start
Fee------ling good
As were walking home theres a whispering
From the city lights to the stars
And the way she move her body next to me
In her hair I breathe the air of venus and mars
Whats so bad about feeling good?
Whats so bad, whats so bad?
Why hold back when you know you should
Break the chains of your life and start feeling good
Whats so bad about feeling good?
Break the chains of your life and start feeling good
Dream on, dream on
If youre happy feeling sad
Dream on, dream on
bout the things you could have had
Then tell me what -----
Tell me whats so good about feeling bad?
Repeat chorus
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Oh Lady Be Good
Listen to my tale of woe,
Its terribly sad but true,
All dressed up, no place to go
Each evning Im awfly blue.
I must win some handsome guy
Cant go on like this,
I could blossom out I know,
With somebody just like you. so...
Oh, sweet and lovely lady, be good
Oh, lady, be good to me
I am so awfly misunderstood
So lady, be good to me
Oh, please have some pity
Im all alone in this big city
I tell you Im just a lonesome babe in the wood,
So lady be good to me.
Oh, please have some pity
Im all alone in this big city
I tell you Im just a lonesome babe in the wood,
So lady be good to me.
Oh lady be good to me.
Published lyric furnished by a visitor.
Validated / transcribed by todd peach
Published version:
Listen to my tale of woe, its terribly sad but true,
All dressed up, no place to go
Each evning Im awfly blue.
I must win some winsome miss
Cant go on like this,
I could blossom out I know,
Which somebody just like you. so...
Oh sweet and lovely,
Lady be good,
Oh lady be good to me.
I am so awflly misunderstood,
So lady be good, to me.
Oh, please have some pity
Im all alone in this big city.
I tell you Im just a lonesome babe in the wood,
So lady be good....to me.
Auburn and brunette and blonde:
I love em all, tall or small
But somehow they dont grow fond;
They stagger but never fall.
Winters gone, and now its spring!
Love! where is thy sting?
If somebody wont respond,
Im going to end it all.
So.....
Oh sweet and lovely lady, be good.
Oh lady, be good to me!
I am so awfly misunderstood,
So, lady be good to me.
This is tulip weather -
So lets put two and two together.
I tell you
Im just a lonesome babe in the wood,
So, lady be good, to me.
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What a killing we could make;
Oh, lady, oh, please come through!
Susie, oh, for goodness sake;
It isnt so hard to do.
In this moment of distress
Hear my s.o.s.
All my future is at stake,
And, susie, its up to you,
So......
Oh sweet and lovely, lady be good,
Oh susie, be good to me.
I am so awflly misunderstood,
So susie, be good, to me.
Oh, please have some pity
Im all alone in this big city.
I tell you Im just a lonesome babe in the wood,
So susie be good....to me.
Listen to my tale of woe, its terribly sad but true,
All dressed up, no place to go
Each evning Im awfly blue.
I must win some winsome miss
Cant go on like this,
I could blossom out I know,
Which somebody just like you. so...
Oh sweet and lovely lady, be good.
Oh lady, be good to me!
I am so awfly misunderstood,
So, lady be good to me.
This is tulip weather -
So lets put two and two together.
I tell you
Im just a lonesome babe in the wood,
So, lady be good, to me.
Oh, sweet and lovely wifey, be good.
Oh, wifey be good to me!
Ive put an end to your widowhood
So wifey, be good to me.
We should be more clubby -
I hope youre glad to see your hubby.
Or else, dear,
Ill be a lonely babe in the wood,
Oh wifey be good to me.
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Strong Enough To Brake
Well I haven't been myself today
Just a figure in a big Monopoly game
Struggle is the price you pay
You get just enough just to give it away
You're sinking more than floating away
Just throw me a line so I can ache my pain
The fabric is about to fray
The fabric is about to fray
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Things keep coming and I keep wondering
I start feeling the walls close in
Things keep coming and I keep stumbling
I start feeling strong enough to break
I start feeling strong enough to break
I've been running through my mind today
Scenario has to catch your hypocrisy
No one ever takes the blame
But everyone is searching for a cure to the pain
Nothing ever seems to change
Oh, nothing ever seems to change
We just play broken records in a deaf man's charade
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Things keep coming and I keep wondering
And I start feeling the walls close in
Things keep coming and I keep stumbling
I start feeling strong enough to break
I start feeling strong enough to break
I start feeling strong enough...
Oh yeah
Strong enough to break
Strong enough to break
song performed by by Hanson
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Strong Emough To Break
Ohh
Well i'm not feeling myself today
Just a figure in a big monopoly game
Struggle is the price you pay
You get just enough just to give it away
I'm sinking more than floating away
Just throw me a line so i can anchor my pain
The fabric is about to fray
The fabric is about to fray
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Things keep coming and i keep wondering
And i start feeling the walls close in
Things keep coming and i keep stumbling
I start feeling strong enough to break
I start feeling strong enough to break
I've been running through my mind today
Somebody has to catch your hypocrisy
No one ever takes the blame
But everyone is searching for a cure to the pain
Nothing ever seems to change
Oh, nothing ever seems to change
We just play broken records in a deaf man's charade
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Things keep coming and i keep wondering
And i start feeling the walls close in
Things keep coming and i keep stumbling
I start feeling strong enough to break
I start feeling strong enough to break
I start feeling strong enough...
Oh yeah
Strong enough to break
Strong enough to break
song performed by by Hanson
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