Art beauty and lust…
Her portrait has nobility,
A certain Je ne sais quoi
Yes, age has taken its toll…
But, the lady is well honed.
She could speak; Esperanto's
Whilst removing all her clothes…
There's a deeper perspective!
Such beauty oh how 'infective'.
poem by Mark Heathcote
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Je ne me mets pas en peine
Je ne me mets pas en peine
Du clocher ni du beffroi ;
Je ne sais rien de la reine,
Et je ne sais rien du roi ;
J'ignore, je le confesse,
Si le seigneur est hautain,
Si le curé dit la messe
En grec ou bien en latin ;
S'il faut qu'on pleure ou qu'on danse,
Si les nids jasent entr'eux ;
Mais sais-tu ce que je pense ?
C'est que je suis amoureux.
Sais-tu, Jeanne, à quoi je rêve ?
C'est au mouvement d'oiseau
De ton pied blanc qui se lève
Quand tu passes le ruisseau.
Et sais-tu ce qui me gêne ?
C'est qu'à travers l'horizon,
Jeanne, une invisible chaîne
Me tire vers ta maison.
Et sais-tu ce qui m'ennuie ?
C'est l'air charmant et vainqueur,
Jeanne, dont tu fais la pluie
Et le beau temps dans mon coeur.
Et sais-tu ce qui m'occupe,
Jeanne ? c'est que j'aime mieux
La moindre fleur de ta jupe
Que tous les astres des cieux.
poem by Victor Hugo
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Deep and Deeper
Deep and Deeper
by: Artistic Perspective
September 11,2009
Age 12
I dig, dig, and dig.
Deep, Deep, and Deeper.
Far into my soul.
To discover that I'm a weeper.
What will I find in my soul?
I do not know, for I am searching.
But I think there may be a toll.
I dig, dig, and dig.
Deep, Deep, and Deeper.
Far into my soul and mind.
Will space and time combine?
What will I find in my soul?
I really do not know.
All I know is...
that I dig, I dig, and dig.
Deep, Deep, and Deeper.
poem by Artistic Perspective
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Robotic Things
Keep it in the right perspective.
Keep it in the right perspective.
No need for probing deeper,
For those reasons to dissect this.
Signs come!
And...
Keep it in the right perspective.
Those exposing a wisdom,
Are ignored as bores!
Keep it in the right perspective.
Keep it in the right perspective.
No need for probing deeper,
For those reasons to dissect this.
Upheaval seen upon the streets.
Keep it in the right perspective.
And...
Poverty increases and defeats.
Keep it in the right perspective.
No need for probing deeper,
For those reasons to dissect this.
And the songs heard they sing,
Sound as if,
They are...
Human beings!
Keep it in the right perspective.
Keep it in the right perspective.
And the songs heard they sing,
Sound as if,
They are...
Robotic things!
Keep it in the right perspective.
Keep it in the right perspective.
No need for probing deeper,
For those reasons to dissect this.
Signs come!
And...
Keep it in the right perspective.
Those exposing a wisdom,
Are ignored as bores!
And the songs heard they sing,
Sound as if,
They are...
Human beings!
And the songs heard they sing,
Sound as if,
They are...
Keeping it in perspective.
They are...
Keeping it in perspective.
They are...
Keeping it in perspective.
Robotic.
Robotic.
Robotic things.
1-2-3-4...
Remove those brains and toss them on the floor!
Keep it in the right perspective.
Keep it in the right perspective.
'Robotic things,
We need more! '
Keep it in the right perspective.
Keep it in the right perspective.
1-2-3-4...
Remove those brains and toss them on the floor!
Keep it in the right perspective.
Keep it in the right perspective.
'Robotic things,
We need more! '
Keep it in the right perspective.
Keep it in the right perspective.
Keep it in the right perspective.
Keep it in the right perspective.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Goal Of Poetry
it is simply to reach
out to people
with our verbal hands
these mental arms
and make them
look
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
d eeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeperdeeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
too, within
themselves
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Shadow Is You
Young lady! Yes, You! , I’m talking to you!
What do you see looking in a mirror?
Do you see a pretty face as I do?
You do? You’re sure about that? Stand nearer
My dear and look into mascaraed eyes
In deeper, deeper still, into your soul.
Does beauty reign in that realm undisguised?
External beauty plays a minor role
In life. Now, my dear, stand back from the glass
See what’s behind you? No? It’s your shadow
A faceless non-irradiated mass
Devoid of beauty and class, this you know.
It has accompanied you from the start
While beauty waned your soul became its heart.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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A Jeanne
Je suis triste ; le sort est dur ; tout meurt, tout passe ;
Les êtres innocents marchent dans de la nuit ;
Tu n'en sais rien ; tu ris d'écouter dans l'espace
Ce qui chante et de voir ce qui s'épanouit ;
Toi, tu ne connais pas le destin ; tu chuchotes
On ne sait quoi devant l'Ignoré ; tu souris
Devant l'effarement des sombres don Quichottes
Et devant la sueur des pâles Jésus-Christs.
Tu ne sais pas pourquoi je songe, pourquoi tombe
Kesler à Guernesey, Ribeyrolle au Brésil ;
Jeanne, tu ne sais pas ce que c'est que la tombe,
Jeanne, tu ne sais pas ce que c'est que l'exil.
Certes, si je pensais que j'assombris ton âme,
Je ne te dirais point toutes ces choses-là ;
Mais, vois-tu, bien qu'avril dore à sa pure flamme
Ton front, que Dieu pour moi tout exprès étoila,
Quoique le ciel ait l'aube et mon coeur ton sourire,
Jeanne, la vie est morne, et l'on gémit parfois ;
Puisque tu n'as qu'un an, je puis bien tout te dire,
Tu comprends seulement la douceur de ma voix.
poem by Victor Hugo
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I can speak Esperanto like a native.
quote by Spike Milligan
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Esperanto was a very useful language, because wherever you went, you found someone to speak with.
quote by George Soros (2010)
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Beautiful One
Oh beautiful one, adorned with spell
To ravage my world as might a sweet angel.
Oh beautiful thing, so much at ease:
Allure of caressing breeze in touch gentle.
Oh beautiful creature, sail me do,
As floating on seas of halcyon blue tincture.
You beautiful being, gracing charm
And features that render feel of deep texture.
Your beautiful poise in glide supreme,
Gives such like a vista honed as from heaven.
That beautiful art of face ornate,
Not ever to understate or be riven.
Your beautiful flame of pulchritude
Doth dizzy me high, so I conclude always
You beautiful girl forever be
My shining Janette; my guide; my stairway.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
All rights reserved
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Bêtise de la guerre
Ouvrière sans yeux, Pénélope imbécile,
Berceuse du chaos où le néant oscille,
Guerre, ô guerre occupée au choc des escadrons,
Toute pleine du bruit furieux des clairons,
Ô buveuse de sang, qui, farouche, flétrie,
Hideuse, entraîne l'homme en cette ivrognerie,
Nuée où le destin se déforme, où Dieu fuit,
Où flotte une clarté plus noire que la nuit,
Folle immense, de vent et de foudres armée,
A quoi sers-tu, géante, à quoi sers-tu, fumée,
Si tes écroulements reconstruisent le mal,
Si pour le bestial tu chasses l'animal,
Si tu ne sais, dans l'ombre où ton hasard se vautre,
Défaire un empereur que pour en faire un autre ?
poem by Victor Hugo
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God is beauty
The beauty of a lady
Spreading love on Internet
The beauty of the first kiss
On the corner of a dark room
The beauty of a crow
Pecking the food into grasses
The beauty of the skins
The beauty of the smile
Of a pretty girl
The beauty of the morning light
The beauty of a queer feeling
Under the shadow of a tree
The beauty of the sparrows
Bathing in the pond
The beauty of the unknowns
The beauty of forgiveness
The beauty of solitude
At a goodbye party
The beauty of a sinking heart
Driving on a steep road
The beauty of a lady
Walking alone
In the park
The beauty of the laughter of a child
The beauty of being loved
The beauty of the pat unexpected
On our shoulder
Saying I am here beside you
The beauty of making love
Early in the morning!
The beauty of the beauty
The beauty of God
The beauty of Jesus
The beauty of Zoroaster
The beauty of Buddha
The beauty of myths
The beauty of goddess
The beauty of you and I!
poem by Framarz Bagheri
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The president said that this is not removing a mole. You know, removing a mole, that's an outpatient sort of an operation. This was removing a cancer, removing a cancer takes more time.
quote by Gordon England
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GENIUS IN FRANCE
I'm not the brightest crayon in the box
Everyone says I'm dumber than a bag of rocks
I barely even know how to put on my own pants
But I'm a genius in France (yeah), genius in France, genius in France
Hoom chaka laka hoom chaka laka hoom chaka
I may not be the sharpest hunk of cheese
I got a negative number on my SATS
I'm not good looking, and I don't know how to dance
But nevertheless and in spite of the evidence I am still widely considered to be a
Genius in France, genius in France, genius in France
People say I'm a geek, a moronic little freak
An annoying pipsqueak with an unfortunate physique
If I was any dumber, they'd have to water me twice a week
But when the Mademoiselles see me, they all swoon and shriek
They dig my mystique, they think I'm c'est magnifique
When I'm in Par-ee, I'm the chic-est of the chic
They love my body odor and my bad toupee
They love my stripey shirt and my stupid beret
And when I'm sipping on a Perrier
In some caf down in St. Tropez
It's hard to keep the fans at bay
They say, "Sign my poodle, s'il vous plat"
"Sign my poodle, s'il vous plat"
Hemenene humenene himenene homenene
Poodle... poodle...
Folks in my hometown think I'm a fool
Got too much chlorine in my gene pool
A few peas short of a casserole
A few buttons missing on my remote control
A few fries short of a happy meal
I couldn't pour water out of a boot with instructions on the heel
Instructions on the heel
But when I'm in Provence, I get free croissants *Bela bark*
Yeah, I'm the guy every French lady wants
And if you ask 'em why, you're bound to get this response:
(He's a genius in France! Genius in France!) That's right!
(He's a genius in France! Genius in France!) You know it!
(He's a genius in France, genius in France, genius in France!)
I'm not the brightest bulb on the Christmas tree
But the folks in France, they don't seem to agree
They say, "Bonjour, Monsieur, would you take ze picture with me?"
I say, "Oui oui"
That's right, I say, "Oui oui"
"Oui oui"
He says, "Oui oui"
I'm dumber than a box of hair
But those Frenchies don't seem to care
Don't know why, mon frre
But they love me there
I'm a genius in France
Yeah... I'm a genius in France
Gonna make a big splash when I show up in Cannes
Gonna make those Frenchies scream, "You ze man! You ze man! You ze man!"
Like a fine Renoir (waa!), I've got that je ne sais quoi (quoi!)
Like a fine Renoir (ooh la la!), I've got that je ne sais...
Quoi quoi quoi quoi quoi, oo-we-oo
Quoi quoi quoi quoi quoi, oo-we-oo
Bow diddy bow di bow di bow bow diddy
Bow diddy bow di bow di bow bow diddy
Bow
I'm a taco short of a combo plate
But by some twist of fate, all the Frogs think I'm great
Oh, the men all faint and the women scream
They like me more than heavy cream
When I'm in Versailles, I'm a popular guy
My oh my, I'm as French as apple pie (apple pie)
They think I'm awfully witty, a riot and a half
When I tell a stupid joke, they laugh (haw haw haw haw haw)
And laugh (haw haw haw haw haw haw)
People in France have lots of attitude
They're snotty and rude, they like disgusting food
But when they see me, they just come unglued
They think that I am one happening dude
Bowm ba ba bowm ba bowm ba bowm
I'm about as sharp as a bowling ball
But they like me better than Charles de Gaulle
Entre nous, it's very true
The room temperature's higher than my IQ
But they love me more than Gerard Depardieu
How did this happen? I don't have a clue
Well... I'm not the quickest tractor on the farm
I don't have any skills or grace or charm
And most people look at me like I'm all covered with ants
But I'm a genius in France (yeah), genius in France, genius in France
And I'm never goin' back, I'm never goin' back
I'm never never never never goin' back home again
I'm tearin' up my return flight ticket
Gonna tell the folks back home where they can stick it
'Cause I'm never goin' back, I'm never goin' back
I'm never goin' back
The girls back home never gave me a chance
But I sho nuff got them Frogs in some kinda trance
And I'm aware that it's a most improbable circumstance
But GREAT GOOGILY MOOGILY, I'm a genius in France
Every Frenchie that I meet
Just can't wait to kiss my feet
Get in line, pucker up! Tout suite!
Bowm diddy bown diddy bowm diddy
I'm gettin' even more famous by the hour
I'm stuffed with pastries and drunk with power
Now they're puttin' up my statue by the Eiffel Tower
A little more to the left, boys, a little more to the left
A little more to the left, boys, a little more to the left
I'm the biggest dork there is alive
My mom picked out my clothes for me till I was 35
And I forgot to mention
I'm not even welcome at the Star Trek convention
But the Frenchies think
That my poop don't stink
I'm a genius in France
Say... would you pass the Grey Poupon?
Merci beaucoup
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Elle est gaie et pensive; elle nous fait songer
Elle est gaie et pensive ; elle nous fait songer
À tout ce qui reluit malgré de sombres voiles,
Aux bois pleins de rayons, aux nuits pleines d'étoiles.
L'esprit en la voyant s'en va je ne sais où.
Elle a tout ce qui peut rendre un pauvre homme fou.
Tantôt c'est un enfant, tantôt c'est une reine.
Hélas ! quelle beauté radieuse et sereine !
Elle a de fiers dédains, de charmantes faveurs,
Un regard doux et bleu sous de longs cils rêveurs,
L'innocence, et l'amour qui sans tristesse encore
Flotte empreint sur son front comme une vague aurore,
Et puis je ne sais quoi de calme et de vainqueur !
Et le ciel dans ses yeux met l'enfer dans mon coeur !
poem by Victor Hugo
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Portrait
As I gaze blink-less
At the bare beauty of your persona
Behind the thin satin coat
Your portrait steps out alive
Out of the golden frame.
Your portrait generates
A multitude of elemental emotions,
Some romantically elusive like fluttering butterflies,
Others tangible like love-making,
Yet some others audible like the dying cadence
Of a stringed music played on my lyre.
Am churned by the immaculate portrait
Like the ocean
And I deliver nectar and parijat
From the dark womb of my private secrecy.
I owe it to your portrait timeless,
As I take the yet-to-be christened
Eleventh incarnation of Indian pantheon
Embodying love and truth
With an assured confidence.
Insult or Compliment?
Thou art the merest popinjay.
A beardless boy not yet a man,
go to thou fool and go thy way.
Go quickly whilst thou still can.
Should my good husband take offence
then he would surely challenge thee.
I would not speak in thy defence
for thy pretensions annoy me.
I’m old enough to be thy dam
I don’t indulge in dalliance,
Methinks thy bravo is all sham.
Get hence, whilst thou still hath the chance.
The youth withdrew a chastened child.
When he had gone the lady smiled.
24-Dec-07
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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One Day
The deeper and deeper I fall, deeper and deeper I seek,
Deeper and deeper I try and deeper and deeper I need
Forgive me
4x
And all I see is your face
2x
The deeper and deeper I fall, deeper and deeper I seek
Deeper and deeper I try, the deeper and deeper I need
The deeper and deeper I fail, deeper and deeper I read
Deeper and deeper I cry, the deeper and deeper I feed
Caught up in this game of life, me against you
Not doing what I should, just the things that I want to
So wrapped up, terrified of what I become
Outside Im laughing, inside Im numb
I cant see the light because it blinds me
Try to forget but my past always remidns me
Exposed, looked on by eyes of grace
Im so ashamed, dont look at my face
All I see is your face
4x
Get up by your strength, I rise up to thee
But Ill stay on my face if you will of me
Shape and mold me til your though
Humble myself, life laid down before you
I need your wisdom, so the truth I keep on living
And your love will always be a part of me
Cant do a thing, if I aint living for the kind
So dont ever leave or take your eyes off me
Its not who you are its who youre living for
Trials and tribulations will come
song performed by by P.O.D.
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Perspective
I need perspective cos Im facing the wall
I need perspective cos Im not that tall
I need perspective heard the trumpet call
Dont trust my eyes want to know where things fall
I need perspective party time for the newly wed
I need perspective colours ran as the images bled
I need perspective like confetti on the flower bed
Dont trust my eyes priest crying hes got fire in his head
Oh gaia, if thats your name
Treat you like dirt, but I dont want to blame
Oh gaia, the wind heats the fire and blows the ash away
I need perspective sitting in a long long hall
I need perspective staring at the white white wall
I need perspective waiting for the phone to call
Dont trust my eyes theres one thing Ive got to tell you all
I need perspective to see through red red skies
I need perspective to carry merchandise
I need perspective I dont trust my eyes
Dont trust my eyes and I dont like surprise
Oh gaia, etc
I used to be industrial giant
Sitting in a garden full of chemical plant
Trying very hard to get you off my mind
Acting like any man
Taking you for everything I can
Just the same, the same as all my kind
-- so blind
I need perspective
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Deeper, Dig Deeper
Deeper, dig deeper
Deeper, deeper, dig, dig, deeper, deeper
Get a little closer
You dont have to be afraid
You have to trust your inner pilot
Dont let it drift away
Dig a little deeper
You gotta get it in your soul
Reach out with your spirit
And let your feelings show
Deeper, deeper, dig, dig, deeper, deeper
You cant deny the feeling
That touches you inside
When youre tired and lonely
You dont have to lose your pride.
Take the time to listen
Stay a little while
Got a song to sing for you
Let the music get you higher, higher.
song performed by by Santana
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We have as many planes of speech as does a painting planes of perspective which create perspective in a phrase. The most important word stands out most vividly defined in the very foreground of the sound plane. Less important words create a series of deeper planes.
quote by Konstantin Stanislavisky
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