An Act of Reflection
It has caused much anxiety
Preventing us from working online
Blocking our interests without piety.
We've checked out everything around
Then stopped for a while
Unable to produce a smile
Keeping our feet stuck to the ground.
We've used our mind,
Which has helped with reflection,
And quickly returned
To this enjoyable task of another kind.
(February 2010)
poem by Maria C. Costa
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Behind That Smile
Behind that smile…………….
Boldness, committing to searching
The path towards the Garden of Eden
Behind that smile……........
Endurance, fighting for life
And its trials
Behind that smile……………
Hostility, caught unaware
To the oddity of life
Behind that smile…………….
Irascibility, detesting
What had caused to remain still?
Behind that smile……………
Nocturnal, envelop
By sleepless nights
Behind that smile…………..
Daring struggles that
Always pull down
The enormity of bitterness
Behind that smile………….
Taciturn, uncommunicative
To the outside world
Behind that smile…………
Hidden desires of the heart
Behind that smile…………
Adept to holding one's ground
Behind that smile………….
Tenacious to wise decisions
Behind that smile………….
Somber, unable to bloom
Like a flower
Behind that smile…………..
Miraculously awaiting
The ray of light
Behind that smile…………..
Intending to control
The intensity of the heart's desires
Behind that smile…………..
Loving, caring, keeping company
With no one
Behind that smile………….
Keeping one's end up
Against the truth that really hurts.
poem by Old Rose Celine
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Climb Over That Hill
When your reach,
Is not towards the top...
Only you are there blocking,
What should not be stopped.
When your reach,
Is not towards the top...
Only you are there blocking,
What should not be stopped.
If you've got a lot on your mind,
A rollercoaster you will find...
Tripping you with up and downs,
Until on the ground...
Where you can be found.
Hanging around.
A dance romanced with feebleness,
Attracts like bread to feed insects.
And keeps you in check,
With no wish for the best!
Don't leave your heart on your sleeve.
Decide to be released and free.
And refuse to accept,
Disrespect and neglect.
If you've got a lot on your mind,
A rollercoaster you will find...
Tripping you with up and downs,
Until on the ground...
Where you can be found.
Hanging around.
Declare more of joy with peace and harmony!
Decide today it is okay to have prosperity.
And you will,
Climb over that hill!
Yes you will...
Have a life fulfilled.
When your reach,
Is not towards the top...
Only you are there blocking,
What should not be stopped.
Declare more of joy with peace and harmony!
And you will,
Climb over that hill!
Yes you will...
Have a life fulfilled.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Marilyn, Jim And Kim
MARILYN, JIM AND KIM
Working at Barnes & Noble in City Place,
books, c.d.’s and gifts filled the space.
I was a bookseller and liked books a lot,
I helped customers find books, I gave it my best shot.
I worked with Jennine, who sold books like you never seen.
My managers were Marilyn, Merry and Mariam Volk, I never complained to them or bulked.
I kept busy putting books away, I loved to watch kids in the kid section play.
Kim is married and has another child, she helped me get my books in the store for a while.
I worked with Luz Cruz, her name rhymes with Blue’s Clues.
She is a really great bookseller, she works there till this day,
she always greets you with a smile and has a kind thing to say.
Only Luz is the last employee left from my crew,
unless Kao is still there working very hard too.
Page who helped me do readings with stories of make believe,
she went to Fort Lauderdale, while Jim in receiving went to Boynton Beach.
Brave, the manager at Boynton Beach at the time,
short listed my book “Sarah’s Special Birthday” from online.
Now it was fun experience while I was there, happy memories I can share.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on November 10,2011
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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What Is It To Be 'Stuck' In Life?
WHAT IS IT TO BE 'STUCK’ IN LIFE?
What is it to be ‘stuck’ in life?
To be unable to get out of the prison one is in?
To see no way out except the way one has tried and failed with many times before?
No light.
What is it to be unable to move?
To feel lost
To believe no change possible?
What is it to despair in life?
What is to be stuck in life all one’s life
And repeat again and again
The same mistakes?
Here I am forty- five years later
Trying to write a dream true
And unable to.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Me And My Big Ideas
Me and my big ideas
Won't wash away your tears
No one else seems to mind
That I'm not that kind
Go get a volunteer
We'll pay him well my dear
He will see inside your mind
Because he is that kind
It's a southern kind of heat
The shadows crack and start to creep
Conversation drag its feet
I wish we'd both been more discret
Like light that it caught between night and day
You're stuck between me and my
Me and my big ideas
Won't wash away your tears
No one else seems to mind
That I'm not that kind
Well they love you when you're weak
Bet they hate you to see this winning streak
It's that thing we call control
There's a deep frustration
Black thoughts
That are stuck between someone's ears
Like me and my big idea
So many strings to your bow
Why not let one go
In a way this dream is over
Blown away our four leaf clover
There's no reason why
There's just me and my
Me and my big ideas
Won't wash away your tears
No one else seems to mind
That I'm not that kind
song performed by by Tears For Fears from Raoul & The Kings Of Spain
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Nine To Five
The star is in normans office. his day
Of sweat and toil has begun.
Nine to five
Answering phones and dictating letters
Making decisions that affect no one.
Stuck in the office from nine until five
Life is so incredibly dull,
Working from nine to five.
Oh nine to five, nine to five,
Working from nine to five.
And time goes by
The hours tick away.
First seconds,
Then minutes,
Then hours into days.
Each day,
Each week,
Seems just like any other.
All work,
No play,
Its just another day.
Hes caught in a mass of computerised trivia,
Deciphering data for mechanical minds.
Hes lost in the paperwork and up to his eyes,
Hes checking a list thats been checked out before
And hes starting to lose his mind.
Oh nine to five, nine to five,
Working from nine to five.
(repeat).
song performed by by Kinks
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Me & My Big Ideas
Me and my big ideas
Wont wash away your tears
No one else seems to mind
That Im not that kind
Go get a volunteer
Well pay him well my dear
He will see inside your mind
Because he is that kind
Its a southern kind of heat
The shadows crack and start to creep
Conversation drag its feet
I wish wed both been more discret
Like light that it caught between night and day
Youre stuck between me and my
Me and my big ideas
Wont wash away your tears
No one else seems to mind
That Im not that kind
Well they love you when youre weak
Bet they hate you to see this winning streak
Its that thing we call control
Theres a deep frustration
Black thoughts
That are stuck between someones ears
Like me and my big idea
So many strings to your bow
Why not let one go
In a way this dream is over
Blown away our four leaf clover
Theres no reason why
Theres just me and my
Me and my big ideas
Wont wash away your tears
No one else seems to mind
That Im not that kind
song performed by by Tears For Fears
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I Stuck It Out With Passion
I stuck it out with passion.
I was not in it for any other reason.
Some have a connection of high fashion meant.
A statement others can either fake or not mention.
I stuck it out with passion.
And nothing less could from me give.
Sometimes I felt pitiful,
In my attempts to deliver.
Hoping to please and satisfy.
But not overestimating the climax expected,
Or desired.
I stuck it out with passion...
And I hope that leaves someone relieved.
Since I have learned to produce feeling proud!
Keeping my lips zipped after each performance.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CX: Ability
It’s not unable, it’s just not a favor
It’s not unable, it’s just reluctance
It’s not unable, it’s just not my style
It’s not unable, it’s just wrong
It’s not unable, it’s just no time
It’s not unable, it’s just out of place
It’s not unable, it’s just not consideration
It’s not unable, it’s just objection
It’s not unable, it’s just not effective
It’s not unable, it’s just stubbornness
It’s not unable, it’s just not important
It’s not unable, it’s just mercy
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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What is It That You 'Do'?
Having an identity and keeping it real,
Is always interpreted as a false representation...
Amongst those who have never chosen,
To be themselves...
But a résumé to recite,
When being introduced to others.
'Oh,
Hello.
And what is it that you 'do'? '
~I live as a blessed and grateful human being.
Adventuring life and exploring my interests.
And you? ~
'Me?
I have a BA degree and I am working towards,
My Master's.
I am hoping one day to obtain my Doctorate's.'
~That's cool.
But.
What is it that you 'do'?
For you and others to share?
Other than try to be impressive?
What are your interests?
Other than confessing.
Pretentions to address.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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February Has Returned To Normal
After a week of summer sun
February returned to normal.
Grey skies to the horizon
and a light falling rain.
It is the February
that we all know so well,
and the sunshine
while it lasted
was an unexpected bonus to us all.
15 February 2008
poem by David Harris
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Reflections
Writers: brian holland, lamont dozier & eddie holland
Through the hollow of my tears
I see a dream thats lost
From the hurt, ooh, that you have caused
Through the mirror of my mind
Time after time I see reflections of you and me
Reflections of
The way life used to be
Reflections of
The love you took from me
Im all alone now, no love to shield me
Back to the world of that stops at reality
Oh that happiness, ah you took from me
And you left me with only memories
Through the mirror of my mind
Through all these tears Im cryin
Reflects the hurt I cant control
cause though youre gone
I keep holdin on
Through the happy times
When you were mine
As I peer through the window of lost time
Thinkin over my yesterdays
All the love I had in vain
All the love I have wasted
All the tears I have tasted, uh-huh
Through the hollow of my tears
I see a dream thats lost
From the hurt, ooh, you have caused
Evrywhere I turn, evrything I see
Reflects the love that used to be
In you I put all my love
My faith and trust
And right before my eyes
My world has turned to dust
At drop of night I sat alone and wept
Just a handful of promises
All thats left of lovin you -- whoo
Ya got the reflection
Ya got the reflection
Ya got the reflection
The way I used to be
Ya got the reflection
Ya got the reflection
Ya got the reflection
Ya got the reflection
song performed by by Leo Sayer
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And we turned off and 30 miles south they're standing in the middle of our road blocking our way, stopped the car, got out, took us through the path in the woods, where the craft was on the ground.
quote by Betty Hill
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A Look in The Mirror/Imagery in Poetry
You stand there so silently, In the perfect frame of mind
Keeping all my secrets, A friend I always leave behind
You never judge me, And you never let me down
I can count on you, No matter what comes around
When you get a glimpse at me, Tell me, what you see
Do you believe in me, Are you proud of what you see
Mirror, mirror look at me, Tell me with all honesty
Can you reflect on me, Some of your clarity
I’m back so soon, it’s not even noon, And look at me, all foggy
Help me clear the steam, Mirror, I just wanna scream
I can’t see my reflection, I might need your protection
A dark shadow has appeared, And it feels kind of weird
Can you give me some shine, Can I have some of that shimmer
Can you make me sparkle, Like the glitter in your mirror
Help me get it together, Or I’ll shatter into bits
Help me stay whole and silver, Like the backbone in your mirror
Show me the strength that’s left in me, Enough with the crying and self-pity
Help me snip my shadow free, And turn it in to beauty
Mirror mirror can I ask, To leave the mirror of the past
Mirror mirror inside of me, What, reflection, do you see
(2010–Esther Douek)
poem by Life in a Poem
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Marilyn, Merry and Mariam
Working at Barnes & Noble in City Place,
books, c.d.’s and gifts filled the space.
I was a bookseller and liked books a lot,
I helped customers find books, I gave it my best shot.
I worked with Jennine, who sold books like you never seen.
My managers were Marilyn, Merry and Mariam Volk,
I never complained to them or bulked.
I kept busy putting books away,
I loved to watch kids in the kid section play.
I worked with Luz Cruz, her name rhymes with Blue’s Clues.
She is a really great bookseller, she works there till this day,
she always greets you with a smile and has a kind thing to say.
Only Luz is the last employee left from my crew,
unless Kao is still there working very hard too.
Page who helped me do readings with stories of make believe,
she went to Fort Lauderdale,
while Jim in receiving went to Boynton Beach.
Kim is now married and has another child,
she helped me get my books in the store for awhile.
Now it was fun experience while I was there,
happy memories I can share.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Smiling
The beach makes me smile
I love the color of the water
And the feel of the salty air
On my skin
Hearing my favorite song on the radio makes me smile
I'll roll down the windows
And sing along
Just a little bit off key
Seeing other people smile, makes me smile
Laughing children,
Happy cashiers at the grocery store
As they ring up my loaf of bread
It's the simplest things that make me smile
But do you know what makes me smile most of all?
Being near you makes me smile
I would like to smile the rest of my life
(TUESDAY FEBRUARY 16,2010)
poem by Allie Jones
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A Song For The Life
(rodney crowell)
I dont drink as much as I used to
cos lately that just aint my style.
And the hard times dont hurt like they oughta
They pass quickly like when I was a child.
And lately Ive learnt how to listen
To a sound like the sun going down
In the magic that morning is bringing
Theres a song for the life I have found
It keeps my feet on the ground
Now the midsummer days aint so heady
They just drift like a breeze through my mind.
And nothing appears in a hurry
As if to make up for some old long-lost time
And lately Ive learnt how to listen
To a sound like the sun going down
In the magic that morning is bringing
Theres a song for the friends I have found
They keep my feet on the ground...
They keep my feet on the ground...
They keep my feet on the ground
song performed by by Waterboys
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Looking Down At My Reflection
Looking down at my reflection
In the puddle at my feet
Things don't seem so real down there
Or maybe I don't see
I see no satrvation
I don't see any pain
I see myself not helping
Just a lonner in the rain
Looking down at my reflection
In the puddle in the ground
Things are getting clearer now
I can see a thunder cloud
I see gross injustice
I see evil men
I see myself repeating
The same old words again
Looking down at my reflection
In the puddle lying there
Now I decide to change my mind
And show the world I care
I care about my fellow man
Being taken for a ride
I care that things start changing
But there's no one on my side
song performed by by Ub40
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No Sense
He was drunk and had no sense
Fell down on ground and remained tense
'What will family members think about'? he thought
He could remember and feared actual fall out
People resort to drinking to forget heavy losses
To get fresh ideas on how to manage other sources
It is either love failure or deception from friends
Under all circumstances it is surely leading to tragic end
He had no such compelling ground
He had no grudge against anybody or around
Something worried him for unknown reasons
What would happen to them if he ceases to be a living person?
Hypothetical question and imagined worries
He was under tremendous pressure and carried
It was one sort of anxiety and unawareness
That stuck to his mind and was unable to face
What shall an ordinary man do when faced with fear?
Go for advices from friends or lend the ears?
If not then what is easy option to forget?
Little pegs or two can have pressure to let go
He missed the steps and again dashed to ground
His balance was lost and he could never find
Yet something troubled his mind and he missed a bit
He was violently struck on ground and had head hit
I saw him struggling with whatever strength he had
He was slave of drunken stage and felt very sad
I just extended helping hand for him to regain
He was helpless and could hardly express in pain
I took him to nearby safe place
Where he can escape from vehicle's chase
It thought of him for a while and felt sorry
Is this the only way to forget the worries?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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It Was Then When I Tried Fitting Your Dancing Shoes
i do not know what really caused it
bad day, it must be a damned day,
it was then when i tried fitting my feet
to your dancing shoes
when the music stopped
and dancers fainted
do not look at me as though i am holding
the compass of this world
(did i really cause it? let me go
these feet. Bad day. Damn!)
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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