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An Intruder 4

I am not superstitious. In the least.
But I found his suggestion to reach inside the nest-
However shambley-grab the eggs and sow them in the vacant lot next door
Over the rail, you know, among the standing tares and purple thistles
(Opening Nature's ring...slipping in the non-conducting link,
So to speak) wierd.
Barbaric. Unlucky. Un-nerving. Contra naturam. All that.
Also a bit crude.
And certain to have the same unwholesome effect
As opening an umbrella in the house, say, or
Failing to say 'gesundheit' when somebody sneezes,
Allowing a black cat to race across your path,
Separating twins and other indiscretions
Popularly (and, so, indisputably) held
To conduit disaster.
This, I recalled, was the new millenium. There
Was only one thing to do-get a second opinion.
'From many, one.' The more the merrier.
So I called my other friend Grey Wolf-
Part Shoshone-who better to ask?
Standing ready to act on his advice, which came quickly:
'Don't be silly, ' he said 'leave 'em alone, ' adding,
A little hungrily, I thought, 'unless you're going to eat them, that is.'
Fair advice.
So that was that.....

poem by Morgan Michaels
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Buddhist Lesson # 2

enlightment,
the act of opening,
like a rosebud,

like a mother,
opening the door...
like a child

opening a present,
like a woman
opening to a man....

opening...
all the hidden chambers,
every door to every

secret kingdom of the soul.....
opening the box that holds
your secret thoughts, desires....

opening...
the door of the cage,
letting the winged breath fly....

opening....
your heart to itself,
and to all hearts beating....

opening....
the vault of conceptions,
the entrance to the tomb

of past lives and memories....
opening...
your hands to the world

as if it were your neighbor,
and you, it's home!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Nothing is less sincere than our mode of asking and giving advice. He who asks seems to have a deference for the opinion of his friend, while he only aims to get approval of his own and make his friend responsible for his action. And he who gives advice repays the confidence supposed to be placed in him by a seemingly disinterested zeal, while he seldom means anything by his advice but his own interest or reputation.

quote by La Rochefoucauld
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There Stands A Woman

Behind every great man there stands a woman
I have heard that time after time before
Standing behind him and keeping him strong
There is a woman who is opening life's door.
Though I myself am not a great man
And a great man I might not ever be
But in my soul and mind I feel like a great man
As you are there always standing behind me.
When I fall you are there to catch me
Or you will pick me up when I hit the ground
You make me happier than I can ever speak
And because of you, you make me heaven bound.
You are behind me to fix my hair or straiten my tie
When I leave the house each and everyday
You give me the confidence to keep me believing
As without you, inside our home I would stay.
When I make a mistake you tell me not to worry
And when I cry you are there to wipe away my tears
You are there to listen to my worries and my problems
And you are there to help me fight my own fears.
You give me the support when others would reject me
And the hope I need when I am not sure of myself
You are there with the uplifting words to move me along
You are my riches, and you are my wealth.
Behind every great man there stands a woman
I don't know if that statement happens to be true,
But whenever that I look into my mirror,
Behind me; there is always standing you.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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Julia

Can you see her standing there trying to find anywhere
There are flowers in her hand but she doesnt know why
Offered is advice to you but all you do is fake it
Mother, shes only yours tonight and she never cries mother,
I know there is hurt inside julia
Drowning in her own visions,
Shes begging the past to stay behind
Theres a black cat in the night,
Theres a black cat in that sky
Offered is advice to you, you left but I dont blame you
Were digging up the past to bury it one last time
I know theres pain inside that truth
But you just have to face it

song performed by by Our Lady Peace
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Good Advice

Open the window I need some air
So many people and theres such disorder here
Familiar faces found out lies
Turn to the street now I watch the passers by
I wonder what they recognize
And what theyd recommend to fill my days
Possessions start to wear me down
I need some good advice some good advice to wear me down
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Instead they harbor secret thoughts
They break through windows that have twice been locked
I have to walk to wear me out
I need some good advice some good advice to wear me down
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
I throw my arms and pray to leave
I gotta head for love like is inside me
My lips press tight so not to drown
I need some good advice some good advice to wear me down
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Give me some good advice to help me along
If I know its true
Give me some good advice to help me along
If I know its true
Give me some good advice to help me along
If I know its true
Im nervous
Give me some good advice to wear me down

song performed by by Texas
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The Freedom You See...

outside freedom waits
it is not naked like the way they draw it on paper
or sculpt in marble or mold with the plaster of
Paris,
in fact it is well dressed, light sneakers,
straw hat, and a travel bag,
ready to grab the exit
from here

it is not the opening of any door
or the breaking of seals and locks

it is the ready heart, the opening arms
it is a pair of imaginary wings

but it is calm, well composed
gentle, and
not outspoken.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To Leave a Rotting Rut

I alone allowed...
My failures to speak for me out loud.
And would ask and get advice,
Whenever I felt enticed by gloom!

I gave them room to display defeat.
With a hollowness inside that creeped.
As I peeked at success that shied away,
And stared...
From a distance it often teased and glared.

Then I began tripping and slipping on my own faults.
Opening wounds...
To pour my own salt!
Then it became too clear,
I was the one I feared.

I was the one creating my own glum!
Stumbling in suffering habits,
And quick to accuse everyone of being 'dumb'!
I kept myself entwined...
Addicted to my own whines!
Until I kicked myself in the butt,
To leave a rotting rut...
And limitation behind!

'I am fine! ' I say!
Today I say...'I'm okay! I'm fine! '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Twos and twins

Twins are not two; they are distinct from two.
Eyes are twins; breasts are twins; so are legs.
Two noses aren’t twins, nor two faces.
Twines are not together nor separate.

By friendship two cannot become twins
Bur sexual relation can make two twins.
Twins are held by a link so hard to split.
Lovers are twins, neither one nor two.
30.10.2008

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Unlucky In Love

Writers: leo sayer & frank farrell
The rain is falling through the window
Down the walls on the floor
Im sitting in a station and Im wondering
Ooh can it rain any more
When youre so far down
Theres no getting up again
Oh Im so alone
And Im to blame
Unlucky in love
Unlucky in love
Guess it always ends up that way
Unlucky in love
Unlucky in my life
Guess itll always be the same
Im the only one to blame
Why oh why am I unlucky in love
The train is standing on the platform
But my feet are stuck to the floor
Maybe in another town Ill get lucky
Yeah if I could reach that carriage door
But when youre so far down
Aint no getting up again
Oh Im so alone
And Im to blame
Unlucky in love
Unlucky in love
Everything I touch turns to dust
Unlucky in love
Unlucky in love
Never needed anything quite as much
A womans voice and a womans touch
Why oh why am I unlucky in love

song performed by by Leo Sayer
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Hey Now

I hitched a ride with my soul
By the side of the road
Just as the sky turned black
I took a walk with my fame
Down memory lane
I never did find my way back

You know that I gotta say time's slipping away
And what will it hold for me
What am I gonna do while I'm looking at you
You're standing ignoring me

I thought that I heard someone say now
There's no time for running away now
Hey now! Hey now!

Feel no shame - cos time's no chain
Feel no shame

The first thing I saw
As I walked through the door
Was a sign on the wall that read
It said you might never know
That I want you to know
What is written inside of your head

And time as it stands
Won't be held in my hands
Or living inside of my skin
And as it fell from the sky
I asked myself why
Can I never let anyone in?

I thought that I heard someone say now
There's no time for running away now
Hey now! Hey now!

Feel no shame - cos time's no chain
Feel no shame

I hitched a ride with my soul
By the side of the road
Just as the sky turned black
I took a walk with my fame
Down memory lane
I never did find my way back

You know that I gotta say time's slipping away
And what will it hold for me
What am I gonna do while I'm looking at you
You're standing ignoring me

I thought that I heard someone say now
There's no time for running away now
Hey now! Hey now!

Feel no shame - cos time's no chain
Feel no shame

song performed by by Oasis from (What's The Story) Morning Glory
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The Man Standing...

the man standing
in the shadows,
held the earth
in his hands...
until time and storm
finally had their way.

the man standing
in the shadows,
plowed and planted,
season after season,
till winter grey
closed the last door.

the man standing
in the shadows,
built a house
and a bridge...
and swept room and porch
till it was finished.

the man standing
in the shadows,
picked up nests of straw,
and opened tiny cages,
blowing light from cupped hands
till the darkness swallowed.

the man standing
in he shadows,
played a wooden flute,
caught stardust in each note...
till the great stillness came,
and the wind stopped blowing...

the man standing
in the shadows,
still smells like you!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Hey Now!

I hitched a ride with my soul
By the side of the road
Just as the sky turned black
I took a walk with my fame
Down memory lane
I never did find my way back
You know that I gotta say times slipping away
And what will it hold for me
What am I gonna do while Im looking at you
Youre standing ignoring me
I thought that I heard someone say now
Theres no time for running away now
Hey now! hey now!
Feel no shame - cos times no chain
Feel no shame
The first thing I saw
As I walked through the door
Was a sign on the wall that read
It said you might never know
That I want you to know
What is written inside of your head
And time as it stands
Wont be held in my hands
Or living inside of my skin
And as it fell from the sky
I asked myself why
Can I never let anyone in ?
I thought that I heard someone say now
Theres no time for running away now
Hey now! hey now!
Feel no shame - cos times no chain
Feel no shame
I hitched a ride with my soul
By the side of the road
Just as the sky turned black
I took a walk with my fame
Down memory lane
I never did find my way back
You know that I gotta say times slipping away
And what will it hold for me
What am I gonna do while Im looking at you
Youre standing ignoring me
I thought that I heard someone say now
Theres no time for running away now
Hey now! hey now!
Feel no shame - cos times no chain
Feel no shame

song performed by by Oasis
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Oh, Brother

Im not much for making little wishes
But Id like a little wish to come true for you
Im not talking about loaves and fishes
But I wish that there was something I could do for you
Heres a little bit of cheap advice
To be taken in an hour of need
Dont assume that the life you left
Is the life you have to lead
(chorus)
When you come home what you gonna do
Oh brother, oh brother
Dont you try to deny
What you know to be true
The same mess of misery that you done been through
Standing in line
And its waiting for you
One kiss leads to another
Brother when you come back home
Id like to know whos knocking on door
Id like to know what they come here for
Youd like to say no
But the words wont come
Come in and sit down, seem to roll off your tongue
You forget to remember, to never die young
One kiss leads to another
Brother when you come back home
Standing in line, all of your friends
Standing in line, party never ends
Standing in line, the river flows, the river bends
Standing in line, all of your friends
- chorus -
And that moon will be
Shining in the trees
All night long
Something bound to happen for sure
Soon youll be
Stopping by talking to a friend again
Swear you aint never tasted nothing so pure
- chorus -
When you come home, your friends are dropping by
When you come home, the moon is gonna shine
When you come home, I tell you no lie
When you come home, theyre gonna offer you a line
Standing in line, all of your friends
Standing in line, party never ends now
Standing in line, the river flows, the river bends
Standing in line, all your so called friends
Standing in line, when you come home
Standing in line, oh brother, oh brother now
Standing in line, when you come home
Standing in line, what youre gonna do now
Standing in line...

song performed by by James Taylor
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Don't Want Nuthin' From U

I don't want nuthin' from U.
Advice or suggestion,
Or connection to the best.

I don't want nuthin' from U.
If you gave a stack of money,
I'd give right back!

I'm done.
I'm through with you.
You've lost my trust.
You make me sick to my guts.

I'm done.
I'm through with you.
Once you lie and cheat.
You wont with me repeat.

I don't want nuthin' from U.
Advice or suggestion,
Or connection to the best.

I don't want nuthin' from U.
If you gave a stack of money,
I'd give right back!

When you open your mouth,
BS comes out.
And I'm tired of that.
But to you that doesn't matter.

When you look at me,
I know you're lieing through your teeth.
And I'm tired of that.
But to you that doesn't matter.

I'm done.
I'm through with you.
Once you lie and cheat.
You wont with me repeat.

I don't want nuthin' from U.
Advice or suggestion,
Or connection to the best.

I don't want nuthin' from U.
Advice or suggestion,
Or connection to the best.

I'm done.
I'm through.
There's nothing new for us to do.
Good riddence.
Goodbye.
You lie!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hotel Yorba

I was watching
with one eye on the other side
I had fifteen people telling me to move
I got moving on my mind
I found shelter
In some thoughts turning wheels around
I said 39 times that I love you
to the beauty I had found
Well its 1 2 3 4
take the elevator
at the hotel yorba
I'll be glad to see you later
all they got inside is vacancy
I been thinking
of a little place down by the lake
they got a dirty little road leading up to the house
I wonder how long it will take till we're alone
sitting on the front porch of that home
stomping our feet on the wooden boards
never gonna worry about locking the door
And its 4 5 6 7
grab your umbrella
grab hold of me
cause I'm your favorite fella
all they got inside is vacancy
It might seem silly
for me to think childish thoughts like these
but i'm so tired of acting tough
and i'm gonna to what i please
lets get married
in a big cathedral by a priest
cause if i'm the man that you love the most
you could say i do at least
Well its 1 2 3 4
take the elevator
at the hotel yorba
I'll be glad to see you later
all they got inside is vacancy

song performed by by White Stripes
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Tired Eyes

Well he shot four men in a cocaine deal
And he left them lyin in an open field
Full of old cars with bullet holes in the mirrors.
He tried to do his best but he could not.
Please take my advice, please take my advice
Please take my advice.
Open up the tired eyes,
Open up the tired eyes.
Well, it wasnt supposed to go down that way.
But they burned his brother, you know,
And they left him lying in the driveway.
They let him down with nothin.
He tried to do his best but he could not.
Please take my advice, please take my advice
Please take my advice.
Open up the tired eyes,
Open up the tired eyes.
Well tell me more, tell me more, tell me more
I mean was he a heavy doper or was he just a loser?
He was a friend of yours.
What do you mean, he had bullet holes in his mirrors?
He tried to do his best but he could not.
Please take my advice, please take my advice
Please take my advice.
Open up the tired eyes,
Open up the tired eyes.
Please take my advice, please take my advice
Please take my advice.
Open up the tired eyes,
Open up the tired eyes.

song performed by by Neil Young
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Swimming With A Shark

She tried to warn me
right from the start,
she said she had a friend
that had stolen her heart,
even though I was warned from the very beginning
I liked her so much I kept right on swimming,
I know winning her over would be tough to do
so, when she gave me an opening
I slipped right through,
Now that I'm in
the water seemed to have gotten deeper,
I'm not so sure
that she's a real keeper,
I think she swims along
plays her part,
but she can't 'feel'
because she doesn't have a heart,
I've even thought about backing off
so, maybe she could find
the soulmate she'd lost,
but I also know that she really needs me
and swimming away from her
isn't quite so easy,
but so often I ask myself
what role do I play
am I just another 'fish'
or am I standing in the way,
I hate being confused from one day to the next,
feels like I'm tangled up
in a fisherman's net,
a part of me would like to leave
and get out of the dark
but there's the other side
thats madly in love with the shark

poem by Bernard Snyder
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Ready For The Monkey House

Your face is like
The moment when the sexist hero traps
The slippy villain with the weasel face
You dont have to speak
Your expression is the truth
That your words dont say
And the truth wont go away
In many dark corners I have thought myself about this
Did you do it out of malice
Did you fall or were you kissed.
Could you ask your friend in the cowboy jacket
And those boots up to his knee
Would he shut his mouth for me
Ive heard just enough
All I want to hear about pipes and drums
And how little time it takes the clutz to come
The golden gift of silence
Is I dont have to hear you speak
So would you take him out yourself
Before I put you both back in the street
Now the story shifts
And we see a young man
Standing in the wings
Too old before his time
Collecting grey hairs
Hes proud and hes scared and he says I dont care
How can he be so blind
So how did you corrupt him
You must have got him where it counts
Now hes so numb hes ready to freeze
And youre ready for the monkey house
Ready for the monkey house
The monkey house but you wont take me

song performed by by Waterboys
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The Mad Gardener's Song

He thought he saw an Elephant,
That practised on a fife:
He looked again, and found it was
A letter from his wife.
'At length I realise,' he said,
The bitterness of Life!'

He thought he saw a Buffalo
Upon the chimney-piece:
He looked again, and found it was
His Sister's Husband's Niece.
'Unless you leave this house,' he said,
'I'll send for the Police!'

He thought he saw a Rattlesnake
That questioned him in Greek:
He looked again, and found it was
The Middle of Next Week.
'The one thing I regret,' he said,
'Is that it cannot speak!'

He thought he saw a Banker's Clerk
Descending from the bus:
He looked again, and found it was
A Hippopotamus.
'If this should stay to dine,' he said,
'There won't be much for us!'

He thought he saw a Kangaroo
That worked a coffee-mill:
He looked again, and found it was
A Vegetable-Pill.
'Were I to swallow this,' he said,
'I should be very ill!'

He thought he saw a Coach-and-Four
That stood beside his bed:
He looked again, and found it was
A Bear without a Head.
'Poor thing,' he said, 'poor silly thing!
It's waiting to be fed!'

He thought he saw an Albatross
That fluttered round the lamp:
He looked again, and found it was
A Penny-Postage Stamp.
'You'd best be getting home,' he said:
'The nights are very damp!'

He thought he saw a Garden-Door
That opened with a key:
He looked again, and found it was
A Double Rule of Three:
'And all its mystery,' he said,
'Is clear as day to me!'

He thought he saw a Argument
That proved he was the Pope:
He looked again, and found it was
A Bar of Mottled Soap.
'A fact so dread,' he faintly said,
'Extinguishes all hope!'

poem by Lewis Carroll
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Last One Standing

Standing alone,
Above a bottomless void.
You just want it all,
But you’ve forgotten that I’m still here!

A lone wolf in the arctic desert,
The tiger that evades capture.
Fangs and claws,
Razor sharp in the cold clear night.

I think you’d better run now,
‘Cos I’m coming after you.
I’m the last one standing,
And I’m waiting for you!

Would you bleed,
Would you cry,
Would you kill
For your greed?

Would you leave
Those that care
All behind
For all your greed?

Can’t you see me? Last one standing
I’ve faced it all! Last one standing
You cut me down! Last one standing
I’m the last one standing and I’m coming for you!

You tortured innocent,
For you own pleasure.
Manipulating them,
To play with power.

Hunted through the night,
Shaking in the heat.
The tide of fear is rising,
And it’s drowning you alone.

I think you’d better hide now,
‘Cos I’m searching for you.
You know what’s gonna’ happen
And there’s no mean of escape!

Would you bleed,
Would you cry,
Would you kill
For your greed?

Would you leave
Those that care
All behind
For all your greed?

Can’t you see me? Last one standing
I’ve faced it all! Last one standing
You cut me down! Last one standing
I’m the last one standing and I’m coming for you!

No matter what you do,
I’ll always be there,
Watching you,
Waiting for my chance,
‘Cos I’m the last one standing,
And you’re going down!

poem by Thistle Wargul
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