Another for Hanque
A poem is joined to everything,
hangs by a thought;
a poet is joined to everything,
hangs by a word;
wisdom’s joined to everything;
hang lightly, golden heart.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Siamese Twins
I find you in my arms, this is how it begins
and we are so close, like Siamese twins.
Though you're separate from me, and we're often apart
Still nobody can see, that we're joined at the heart.
Joined at the heart.
Joined at the heart.
Joined at the heart.
You don't look like me it's true and I don't look like you
as we lead separate lives our secret still survives
Only we know our special affection,
only we know our secret connection.
Now you're back in my arms, at the end of the day
and like Siamese twins, with each other we'll stay.
Though you're separate from me, and we're often apart
Still nobody can see, that we're joined at the heart.
Joined at the heart.
Joined at the heart.
Still nobody can see, that we're joined at the heart.
song performed by by Don McLean
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When I joined the Communist movement in 1935 it was based upon the belief that mankind's future was to be found there. Certainly, millions who joined it the world over, like myself, didn't join it for profit.
quote by Albert Maltz
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On Marriage.
Whom Love has joined no man may put asunder,
And he has never joined those who can part:
Marriage is this, no more, howe'er priests moan;
The rest is words, mere words, and custom's vapour
The heart will brush aside as easily
As fancy paints a picture.
poem by Robert Crawford
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Mouth And Heart!
thoughts unbound,
evolving, taking form,
becoming formless....
permeated by rust and fire.
yes, flesh rusts!
hangs like a doorknob,
waiting for the key!
identity becomes sameness,
diverse, and yet joined....
you and i are mouth and heart,
searching for the plate!
footprints, and returning,
we tug at the latch,
or merely the wind!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Join The Gang
Let me introduce you to the gang
Johnny plays the sitar, hes an existentialist
Once he had a name, now he plays our game
You wont feel so good now that youve joined the gang
Molly is the model in the ads
Crazy clothes and acid full of soul and crazy hip
Someone switched her on, then her beam went wrong
Cause she cant switch off now that shes joined the gang
Arthur is a singer with a band
Arthur drinks two bottles just before he goes on stage
Look at arthur rave, all the kids are paid
They want to see the croaking man who joined the gang
You wont be alone, weve all got beery grins
Its a big illusion but at least youre in
At least youre in
This clubs called the webb, its this months pick
Next month we shall find a place where prices arent so stiff
15 bob a coke, fraid thats past a joke
This is how to spend now that youve joined the gang
This is what to do now that youre here
Sit round doing nothing all together very fast
Psychedelic stars, throwing down cigars
Theyre picking up the joints now that theyve joined the gang
song performed by by David Bowie
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Life Vs.death
life is power, life is love, life is hate, life is a un-predictable thing of living
on this life subtance that is joined of death. death is that five letter word that was joined to that four lettered word life death is an over powering subtance of life that one person will feel at least a few times in a life-time. life is a dramatic feature of the circle of life
poem by Natalia Stratton
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Joined At The Hip
Whenever my wife and I go out,
we are always together.
Some say we are joined at the hip,
it has been that way for thirty-nine years
and we hope many more to come.
If you see one of us,
you can guarantee the other is near.
Some might say we don’t trust one another,
others might say that is what loves about.
Whichever way peoples thoughts go
it does not matter to us.
If they are as happy as we are
they have nothing to complain about.
My wife and I do go out on our own
whenever the occasion takes us,
but mostly we go out together
as what one might say
we’re joined at the hip.
8 November 2009
poem by David Harris
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Broken Hearts
Two hearts joined
In the fate of love
Two hearts break
In the wings of a dove
One heart still loves
Still hopes, Still dreams
One heart hurts
One heart Screams
The heart that loves
Still hopes, Still dreams
That's my heart
Torn at the seams
The heart that hurts
The one that screams
That's his heart
Torn at the seams
Two hearts lost
A beloved lil dream
The hurt the pain
A never ending dream
The heart that's his
Threw it away
The love, The affection
An eventful day
Two hearts joined
But ripped and torn
Just as violent
As a winter storm
One heart still loves
Still hopes, Still dreams
To one day fix his
and sew up the seams
But one heart still hurts
Still cries, Still screams
That's his heart
With no more dreams
A heart confused
A heart in pain
That's his heart
A heart with no gain
Two hearts broken
Ripped at the seams
But two hearts Joined
Forever in their dreams
My heart hopes
That his heart sees
The love we share
Was meant to be
My heart waits
For his to return
My heart hopes
That his will learn
That my heart and his
......Were meant to be
poem by Rose Favela
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You Are The Sunshine Of My Life
You are the sunshine of my life
Thats why Ill always be around,
You are the apple of my eye,
Forever youll stay in my heart
I feel like this is the beginning,
Though Ive loved you for a million years,
And if I thought our love was ending,
Id find myself drowning in my own tears.
You are the sunshine of my life,
Thats why Ill always stay around,
You are the apple of my eye,
Forever youll stay in my heart,
You must have known that I was lonely,
Because you came to my rescue,
And I know that this must be heaven,
How could so much love be inside of you?
You are the sunshine of my life, yeah,
Thats why Ill always stay around,
You are the apple of my eye,
Forever youll stay in my heart.
(background) love has joined us,
Love has joined us,
Lets think sweet love.
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Cheating Online
My husband joined with Second Life,
An online interactive game.
I became the suspicious wife
When his being online became
More and more secretively sly.
So I joined up and found out how
To hire a game made private eye.
The Second Life rules did allow
The tracking of my husband's play,
Most of which was playing around
In computerized carnal way.
Such technology does astound!
It's infidelity of course.
I'm gonna get a real divorce.
Monty Python does Poetry Criticism
This poem is no more.
It has ceased to be.
It's expired and gone to meet its maker.
This is a late poem...
Bereft of life, it rests in peace.
If you hadn't nailed it to the page,
it would be pushing up daisies.
It's rung down the curtain
and joined the choir invisible.
This is an ex-poem..
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Music
Yesterday I was on the edge
Hoping everything was going to work itself out
A good honest man doing the work of god
Trying to make things better for him
A lover of life in a school for fools
Trying to find another way to survive
New music, music, new music
Sweet music can lighten us
Can brighten the world, can save us
My friend said well, I think I found a way
To help make myself richer
I said dont you know , well, it wont be too long before
The bad ol devil will get you back
Back.. I said put back your heart and sing , sing while
You know youre still living
Sing, sing, sing , while you know theres still
Chorus
Take a look at the world
Think about how it will end
Thered be no wars in the world
If everybody joined the band
Think about the light in your eyes
Think about what you should know
Thered be no wars in the world
If everybody joined in the show oh oh
Think about the light in your eyes
Think about what you should know
Thered be no wars in the world
If everybody joined in the show
In the show
Chorus
song performed by by Cat Stevens
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Where Does That Boy Hang Out
Where where where is he over there
Where where where is he over there
Hes on the corner waiting waiting
Waiting for the right love to walk on by
Hes on the look out he should cause
Hes the one that they take their lovin from
When he looks down deep into their eyes
Their knees start shakin but much to their surprise
Hes gone hes gond hes done it again
Where does the boy hang out
Their on the street dreamin alot
But dreams are trouble if theyre caught
Where does the boy hang out
They try to run away prayin looking for the place
Where he wont be hes on the make
And they tempt him cause hes the one
Theyre gonna take their lovin from
When he looks down deep into their eyes
Their hearts start beating but much to their surprise
Hes gone hes done it again
Where does the boy hang out
Why does he do it
Why must he do it
Dont he know that hes a man jst the same
Oh why must he show it
Why must he know it
That his words will always show em the way
The boy hangs out
The boy hangs out
I said the boy cant help it
The boy hangs out
The boy hangs out
I said the boy cant help it
Im gonna find him and tell him
That he dont have to prove anything to anyone
Im gonna show him that hes alright
And talkins just as good as lvin deep in the night
When he tells his story
So hard to resist hes slow talking
No need to be kissed
Hes smooth hes done it again
Where does the boy hang out
Theyre on the corner dreamin about
But dreams are trouble if theyre caught
Where does the boy hang out
Where does the boy hang out
Ad lib
song performed by by Taylor Dayne
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One
We are one
Though We hear not
With the same ears,
Or cry not
With the same tears.
And when We look
Even though We be side by side
We see not with the same eyes
Even though We see the same things.
But still, We are one.
We touch.
Though it is not
With the same hands,
We feel each other pleasures
And each others pain,
For today, tomorrow, and everyday.
And we both know
Though it is not with the same mind.
And we know the truth
So We tell not any lies.
We are joined together
With that same special bond
As a Child is joined
To its Mother,
And We are friends, partners and lovers.
We share
The very same joy and pain,
Brought forward
By the sunshine or the rain.
That GOD and Man brings forth everyday.
We are one
And when one does leave
And the other must stay,
Be it on foot, one day or a year
We both shall know it and feel it.
We are one joined together
Not by Man, or law or Parents
But by you and I and GOD.
And when our time on Earth is over
The dream we had is through
We shall both happily leave together
Hand in hand, over the oceans and clouds of blue.
But; if We must walk that path alone
We shall happily walk that road,
For We shall have but one thing in mind
That We are one, till the end of time.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Away The Bowl
Our grateful hearts with temperance burn,
Away, away the bowl,
From dram shops all, our steps we turn,
Away, away the bowl;
Farewell to rum and all its harms,
Farewell the wine-cup's boasted charms,
Away the bowl, away the bowl, away, away the bowl.
See how that staggering drunkard reels!
Away, away the bowl;
Alas, the misery he reveals,
Away, away the bowl;
His children grieve, his wife's in tears!
How sad his once bright home appears!
Away the bowl, away the bowl, away, away the bowl.
We drink no more, nor buy nor sell,
Away, away the bowl!
The grog-shop's offers we repel,
Away, away the bowl.
United in a temperance band,
We 're joined in heart, we 're joined in hand,
Away the bowl, away the bowl, away, away the bowl.
poem by John Pierpont
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To Seraphina
The wanton's charms, however bright,
Are like the false illusive light
Whose flattering unauspicious blaze
To precipices oft betrays:
But that sweet ray your beauties dart,
Which clears the mind, and cleans the heart,
Is like the sacred queen of night,
Who pours a lovely gentle light
Wide o'er the dark, by wanderers blest,
Conducting them to peace and rest.
A vicious love depraves the mind,
'Tis anguish, guilt, and folly joined;
But Seraphina's eyes dispense
A mild and gracious influence;
Such as in visions angels shed
Around the heaven-illumined head.
To love thee, Seraphina, sure
Is to be tender, happy, pure;
'Tis from low passions to escape,
And woo bright virtue's fairest shape;
'Tis ecstasy with wisdom joined;
And heaven infused into the mind.
poem by James Thomson
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To The Readers who Are Sleeping Now
My imagination rode on
the wings of poesy--
My singing heart joined
it with songs cozy....
The sun on your part,
is brighter now-
Do you know, the poet
awaits you, stranger though,
but feels an urge,
to make you all to gain,
his creation, which came
from love, from hate, from pain?
Who am I without you all?
If my mind weeps and aches,
who will care to give it
balmy rest if it breaks?
In the dark part of earth,
I'm writing poem with
strain and pain, with hope,
rising you welcome this wreath!
poem by Nilakshi Das
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They tried to get me to use a pick when I first joined the band. They had certain things they thought were appropriate. I tried to adapt as much as I could.
quote by Lindsey Buckingham
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Being two is not a hindrance
You and I are two, made by love as twins,
But not as one that every lover claims.
If we are two, as someone ridicule,
Let we be so as one’s legs too are two.
Legs are two, a pair, and not separate,
But joined at base for a common purpose.
We aren’t two but a pair for a cause,
Joined by a knot like the wedding rings.
By two, legs are stable for the body.
Lovers be two to balance their affairs.
Let us remain two; let the souls walk out.
And join to keep us a pair of love.
As long as two souls are one by a knot,
Being two is not a hindrance for love.
29.10.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My Next Poem
My day began, so up I got, with no plans what to do.
All tidied up, a brewed a pot, with cereal to chew...
I walked to the conservatory, sat down with pen in hand,
With paper for new poetry, some basic and some grand...
The afternoon was going well, ten poems almost done,
Yes, everything was going swell, warmed by the Summer sun...
And then he came to interrupt, my poem from its flow...
My word, that guy was quite abrupt, I thought, he'll have to go...
He was another poem, friends, they visit me that way...
And their impatience never ends, until they're done O.K.
I told him straight, to get in line! He scratched his head at this.
I told him that I must decline, as writing's hit-and-miss...
'I've got five others there outside and each must wait his turn! '
That's when the poem cried and cried, as if respect to earn...
I told him straight, 'It won't work, mate, I've seen it all before! '
He joined the queue and waited late and thought it such a bore!
But when he'd read my poem through, he wept with tears of joy!
He told me straight, 'May God bless you! It helps each girl and boy!
It teaches young and old alike! It's wonderful, my friend...'
I said, 'Goodnight, now take a hike...' Then went to bed...
THE END...
Denis Martindale, copyright, February 2012.
poem by Denis Martindale
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