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To The Muse

Heavenly Muse
Am I wrong in insisting
If somebody calls you psychotic, that they
At least know how to spell it?

poem by Morgan Michaels
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Heavenly Muse 2

Heavenly Muse, hey,
Am I wrong to say
If somebody calls you psychotic, they
Should at least know how to spell it?

poem by Morgan Michaels
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Heavenly Muse 3

Heavenly Muse
Is it too much to ask
If somebody calls you psychotic
They be able to spell it?

poem by Morgan Michaels
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He was a psychotic. He was a borderline psychotic. He was a terrific, sensational actor, with a magical screen presence, you couldn't keep your eyes off him, but he was paranoid. He was sure everybody was out to get him.

quote by Mark Rydell
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when the muse calls... for O. Ray who knows and understands and for Kay

when the muse calls
cut your hair
get the bleach
assume another identity
start smoking if you don't
quit if you do
drink so you don't hear her

when the muse calls
get a change of address kit
get an unlisted number
find a girl who will break your heart
mutter and ramble to yourself
while walking the streets

when the muse calls
read Zane Gray novels
listen to talk radio
watch CNN
hit your hand with a hammer
fall down stairs

DO IT DO IT NOW! !

because
if you don't
you will think of her
waves of hair
her smile
her eyes
and her laughter

you will want to write beautiful poems
you will want to get to know her
you will want to be in love
you will want to smile

and
you will smile
the smile of the damned
then you will truly be alone
and the loneliness will be to much to bear

and you will be like Samson
who'd lost his hair
blind and crying
and you will pull the temples down
over yourself.

poem by R. James Sterzinger
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I Wish I Was A Heavenly Angel

I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would watch and protect mankind
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must play in my own kind

I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would pray for those in sorrow
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must suffer the torment of borrow

I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would worship my god day and night
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must fight for my own right

I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would always cling to my sword
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must fight the pain of my fault

I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would never no tiredness
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must till the land to grow in abundance

I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would weep when man sin
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must pray for my own sin so dire

I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would shore endlessly in space
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must check as I walk in pace

I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would wonder around this world free
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must stand still as a tree

I wish I was a heavenly angel
For my heart shall always be in joy
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must behave just like a boy

poem by Samuel Donkor
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Since You Been Gone

I get the same old dreams same time everynight
Fall to the ground and I wake up
So I get out of bed, put on my shoes and in my head
Thoughts fly back to the breakup
These four wall are closing in
Look at the fix you put me in
Since you been gone
Since you been gone
I'm out of my head can't take it
Could I be wrong
But since you been gone
You cast your spell so break it
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Since you been gone
So in the night I stand beneath the backstreet light
I read the words that you sent to me
I can take the afternoon, the nighttime comes around too soon
You can't know what you mean to me
Your poison letter, your telegram
Just goes to show you don't give a damn
Since you been gone
Since you been gone
I'm out of my head can't take it
Could I be wrong
But since you been gone
You cast your spell so break it
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Since you been gone
If you will come back
Baby, you know you'll never do wrong
Since you been gone
Since you been gone
I'm out of my head can't take it
Could I be wrong
But since you been gone
You cast your spell so break it
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Ever since you been gone
Since you been gone
Since you been gone
I'm out of my head can't take it
Since you been gone
Since you been gone
I'm out of my head can't take it

song performed by by Rainbow
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Rekindled

Rekindled,
Under pressure,
Insisting,
Disagreed;
But i am satisfied with the work done so far!
For the landscaping is now like the sweet muse of your joy;
But try to heed to my remarks on this love.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Pristine

Pristine purity,
Insisting on your love will improve my muse;
But the debate is still on for us to share our various views,
And like the original state of your mind.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Doubt is to certainty as neurosis is to psychosis. The neurotic is in doubt and has fears about persons and things; the psychotic has convictions and makes claims about them. In short, the neurotic has problems, the psychotic has solutions.

quote by Thomas Szasz
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Results Ridiculous

("Humourists have amused themselves by translating famous sonnets into free verse. A result no less ridiculous would have been obtained if somebody had re-written a passage from 'Paradise Lost' as a rondeau." --George Soule in the New Republic)

"PARADISE LOST"

Sing, Heavenly Muse, in lines that flow
More smoothly than the wandering Po,
Of man's descending from the height
Of Heaven itself, the blue, the bright,
To Hell's unutterable throe.

Of sin original and the woe
That fell upon us here below
From man's pomonic primal bite--
Sing, Heavenly Muse!

Of summer sun, of winter snow, Of future days, of long ago,
Of morning and "the shades of night,"
Of woman, "my ever new delight,"
Go to it, Muse, and put us Joe--
Sing, Heavenly Muse!

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"THE RIME OF THE ANCIENT MARINER"

THE wedding guest sat on a stone,
He could not chose but hear
The mariner. They were there alone.
The wedding guest sat on a stone.
"I'll read you something of my own,"
Declared that mariner.
The wedding guest sat on a stone--
He could not chose but hear.

poem by Franklin P. Adams
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Break His Spell

You got that far away look in your eyes.
But are you looking at me or at some other guy
Whos got you hypnotized,
Got you mesmerized,
Keep you tranquilized with ever kind of lie.
Still he makes you cry,
So baby realize that i...
Im gonna break his spell.
Ill put him in his place and get you out of this hell.
Im gonna break his spell.
Take this relationship and send it straight to the well.
Im gonna break his spell.
Baby Im gonna break his spell.
Yes I will.
Its been a while since Ive known somethings wrong.
At first you had me thinking everything was gone.
I got a late start.
I let him steal your heart.
I let that fool come in and tear our world apart.
But hes not that smart.
Another love shark and i...
Im gonna break his spell.
Ill put him in his place and get you out of this hell.
Im gonna break his spell.
Take this relationship and send it straight to the well.
Im gonna break his spell.
Baby Im gonna break his spell.
Yes I will.

song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
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Symbiotic Wine

Language of golden liquid
She drenches my mind
Validated like a lotus rain
Music sweet as an earth religion
Idolatry in her thighs
Wet dripping thighs
Flowing streams
Misty heaven in the mountains
Can chains be pleasure?
Bridled in unconscious dreams
Deep in the masks of pleasure
Ancient leather smiles
She calls me like a spell
Poetry in dark sultry tubes
Bliss calls in her curled toes
Nerve endings filled with silk
New Muse invades my blood
The sound of wolves like joy
I am hunted by my own desire
Crystal glass over flows
Symbiotic wine gold and warm

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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You are just as capable of making a mistake as anyone else. By insisting too eagerly upon a small right, you may turn it into a wrong against yourself and also against your neighbor.

quote by Lawrence G. Lovasik
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For These Things

Tablets of love,
But written with ink to spell out your name;
However, it was noted and read by all.
For these things,
For this love,
And like the motives of your muse;
But with such confidence to reach your home!
Because, you are the reminder of my love;
And, i have the letters of recommendation on this muse.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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My Muse Is Free

I swim in the glimmers on the rivers muse
There I muse of love and love muse of me
In muse is ecstasy
my muse is free.
I lay by the brook, the muse's brook
And thirsty, I get up, to get a little drink
When I look, I see, I think
A beautiful Muse and my heart is shook
I dwell in a soul, a soulful muse
And to its harmony my soul withdrew
To the trumpets of muse the song of blue
My soul a muse, I always knew
I smell the odor, of muse's incense
In its torpor my body sleeps in my soul
And I smoke the smoke of muse intense
I laugh at myself amusingly droll
With my muse's nymphs we love in Hellas
Naked and free in the republic
Of beauty and art of love's Bellas
We love to we're entirely love sick.
My muse is free from the Devil's temptation
My Muse is free from God's judgment
My Muse is my only wordly nation
My Muse is a dream, I live, I lament

poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Homewrecker

Written by james young, dennis deyoung
Lead vocals by james young
Shes got heavy equipment
Shell turn your head in an instant
She like to rock and roll all night long
Shes a one woman wrecking crew
Playing the part of an ingenue
In your personal tragedy
Veiled in a false innocence, so clever
The poison catalyst of your self destruction
Shes a homewrecker
Like a real steam roller
Shes gonna drive you into the ground
Shes a heartbreaker
A real mischief maker
You know shell walk away & never look back
Just a near fatal attraction
Maybe a psychotic reaction
You just cant stop yourself, right or wrong
Your tangled web of sin
Put you in the state youre in
Trapped by her passionate design
Sentenced to loneliness, forever
Destined for emptiness & down on your knees
Just a near fatal attraction
Maybe a psychotic reaction
You just cant stop yourself, right or wrong
Your minds in disarray, left all alone to play
In the wreckage of your shattered dreams
But can you escape, no never
And there wont be any happy endings

song performed by by Styx
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Inappropriately Touched

Insisting the children of today,
Have innocent minds that should be protected.
Is likened to insisting,
Pride in oneself and family values...
Have not become dysfunctions.

When a marketing of decadence...
Is overwhelmingly done for sport and profit.
There are few children today,
Unaware of how their minds...
Have been inappropriately touched.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Whats That Spell?... Go To Hell!

So here I am yeah!
Once again yeah!
Calling out the news
What's that spell
yeah! Got to hell yeah is that phrase I'm about to use
I saw you from my window when you were climbing in
it was just a matter of when
and sure enough you're back again.
So now you're standing on my floor
begging me for more you want alot that
I haven't got and I keep wondering
what for
Won't ever listen won't ever go away
But this time you won't be missing the point of what I've got to say

Cause you're that certain someone
who's been messing with the wrong one
What's that spell?
You get one at a time of my eight bits put them together
and read my lips
Whats that spell?
GO TO HELL!
Feels just like a sickness where you're a constant cough
Or maybe like a smell that just don't wanna wear off
Could you be liquid by accident retained
How do you spell the point that I sustain

song performed by by The Hives from Barely Legal
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Reflected In Their Mirrors Hiding

They've decided to create their own enemies.
And with this collective belief,
They organized with faithful followers.

And today no one can say,
What their true accomplishments have been.
Since those they had once delared their enemies,
Have successfully proven...
However they were depicted and regarded,
Had nothing to do with their achievements...
That have no end to them.
And...
Unaffected by those it seems,
Who treasure character assassinations.

And those still insisting they have their enemies...
On a list insisting this,
Have yet to see them identified...
Although they are clearly reflected,
In their mirrors hiding behind lies and disguises.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Blameless

Nameless, Blamesless, fearless, worthless, nevertheless;
At the editor's desk to resport your muse,
But in the twenty-third year with your love!
For the rain came in and washed out your nakedness with joy;
And the muse of love spread allnover you.

Overnight stops,
Prescribed,
And written down in book!
But you falied to answer my calls;
And like the muse of love in the land of joy.

Rule, mule, crew, screw, few, dew, hew, dole!
Little by little and step by step;
And like noble men and women beside the common people of the land,
But blameless in the name of this war around you!

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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