The Stick Of Tricks
The staff reasons with other minds and tricks,
I call the tool of eternal life a staff of aesthetics.
poem by Naveed Akram
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You can criticize any news staff in some ways, but the one thing that you couldn't call the Village Voice staff was a staff of stenographers, taking notes from public figures and just passing them on.
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The Higher Staff
The very stick of young spirits,
Is a famous staff of higher light.
The many joints and many tools
Have many reasons of magic.
Let magic sway its empty strength
Through this staff of distress, the distant one,
Any one has possession of this instrument
Of destruction.
The spirits erupt from enemies and coil
Into the shadows so well,
That answers fly when the staff is given to its owner.
The owner lost it this time when he dropped it from
Its heavy hotness and heat energy.
The very stick I call upon to kill
Is again in my control,
Now that the mage became a distant enemy.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Mr. Truman studiously avoided giving power to his White House staff that has been characteristic of recent administrations. Staff people in the White House, with no responsibility but incredible authority is one of the reasons we're now in so much trouble.
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The Instructor
(Non-commissioned Officers of the Line)
At times when under cover I 'ave said,
To keep my spirits up an' raise a laugh,
'Earin 'im pass so busy over-'ead--
Old Nickel-Neck, 'oo is n't on the Staff --
"There's one above is greater than us all"
Before 'im I 'ave seen my Colonel fall,
An 'watched 'im write my Captain's epitaph,
So that a long way off it could be read--
He 'as the knack o' makin' men feel small--
Old Whistle Tip, 'oo is n't on the Staff.
There is no sense in fleein'' (I 'ave fled),
Better go on an' do the belly-crawl,
An' 'ope' 'e '1l it some other man instead
Of you 'e seems to 'unt so speshual--
Fitzy van Spitz, 'oo is n't on the Staff.
An' thus in mem'ry's cinematograph,
Now that the show is over, I recall
The peevish voice an' 'oary mushroom 'ead
Of 'im we owned was greater than us all,
'Oo give instruction to the quick an' the dead--
The Shudderin'' Beggar--not upon the Staff!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Finally, I also come in recognition of the great work that has been undertaken by the NGOs and UN agencies that have been active for many years here, especially through the local staff and international staff here in Somaliland and in Somalia at large.
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I think I've got an outstanding defensive assistant staff that's really going to help us have consistent, strong defenses. And offensively, we have an excellent staff. We've got some younger guys on offense, but that's what I coach and have my entire coaching career.
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Duke came to us. They volunteered to come to us and made a number of suggestions to some people on my staff. I don't know how I would characterize them, but there have been some discussions going back and forth between Duke and members of my staff.
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The Classroom
you walk on by the classroom
day to day
but never think about
what’s in it
I know, I didn’t
not because you don’t care
cause it never entered your mined
you might wonder when you see the students
you might know that
they have to go to a “special”
classroom of there own
you might even know what’s
in the classroom
you don’t know what they
do in the classroom
the academics
the physical therapy
the carts and crafts
the culinary arts
most of all the life skills
sounds a lot like most of you classes
right
cause it is
so why not just stop on by
say hello to
the staff
the students
talk to one of the students for a while
they will teach you something
you’ll never learn anywhere else
the classroom will always be there
with students and staff
that will talk to you
watch them watch the students
you’ll learn a lot about life
let the classroom teach you something
let you teach the classroom,
that being “normal” is not
so different
teach that
please teach that
to the
classroom
for it will always be
just
a classroom with
students
staff
and a few students
who stopped on by
and
said hello
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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The Insanity of the Sane....for my sister
Lost in her own domain
Where insanity flies on the wings of fly's
Where putrid pain loiters pon the thread of dread
Screaming for release
'PLEASE! ' she howls sobbing
Distraught
Again and again
Ignored whilst pounding the solid white door
Where this mighty little sprite
Rigid in one thought
To just walk
Yes walk to feed her lonesome cat
She cannot forget that
He maybe starving
(she does not see the reality)
But she feels the searing pain
The agony
The blood which slips from
Within her sock
She stops, slumps upon the floor
Slips off that sock
Her toe is gone
Her little toe removed by her own anger
She screams
A gathering of patients join in her trauma
Call for help
Ask for help
Beg for help
Screaming messy minds one end of the corridor
At the other end
Staff sit in the staff room casually sipping tea
For nearly half an hour
Ignore the dreaded plea's
Ignore the risen tempo
Just sit and sip their tea
How effing could they?
poem by Karen Sinclair
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Be Anxious For Nothing
We are to be anxious for nothing, as our Lord knows our very being,
God who gave us our very breath, guides us in the shadow of death,
He, who has guided us in the past, knows the future that’s been cast,
With God there’s no fear or doubt, what all of our trials, are all about.
Believers need to look to God, who leads His own with staff and rod,
A Loving Shepherd, filled with care, guides us out of all dark despair,
With His rod when we tend to stray, into life’s darkness along the way,
Then He loving guides with His staff, when back onto His well lit path.
A planned course that’s well lit for us, when we employ faith and trust,
In God’s Word and become assured, by not man, but Christ our Lord,
For all in The Lord make no mistake, none of His own, He will forsake,
Even when we choose to roam, our Shepherd will see us safely home.
The Lord Himself will bar no cost, to find that one sheep which is lost,
To bring them safely into the fold, where God’s Word they will behold,
The Light and Truth, not of this world, which only true believers herald,
Giving us internal light and peace, that in any darkness, will not cease.
Even when darkness does draw near, with The Lord, we need not fear,
For God imparts to us His Light, which pierces even the darkest night,
And He who formed us from the earth, has provided to us a new birth,
Through His Eternal Son, Jesus Christ, Who promises us, Eternal Life.
(Copyright ©11/2009)
Unless A Man Is Born Again
Nicodemus knew that Jesus was a teacher, who had come from God,
For no one but He could perform miraculous signs he said with a nod.
Nicodemus himself, was a seeker of The Eternal Truth of Almighty God,
And believing in The Word, he was lead by Christ's staff not His rod.
He said unless a man is born again he can not see The Kingdom of God,
Instead of His Mercy they will receive His Justice through His Rod.
These things were much too lofty for the natural mind to comprehend,
Man can not see The Kingdom without The Spirit who Christ would send.
Again unless a man is born again he can not enter The Kingdom of God,
Instead he shall be judged on this earth, where his feet have trod.
For our present body is sinful corrupted flesh that can not enter in,
But your incorruptible body is prepared once you become born again.
Surely one cannot enter his mother's womb to be born a second time?
Nicodemus asked, as he didn't understand, this birth is to be Divine.
For Flesh gives birth to flesh, but the Spirit gives birth to spirit,
And The Spirit is like the wind that you can't see but you hear it.
The above is not from man, but was spoke by Jesus our Lord and God,
Yes, Jesus is The Christ forever and will be using His staff and rod.
You, like Nicodemus can be led by Christ's staff to The Truth of God,
Or continue in unbelief and face The King of Glory and His iron rod.
(Copyright © 04/2003)
A Monster
This monster barbarized with battle cry
The whole of my cubed head, kicking with its teeth.
The culmination was custom of its foraging,
Just to alienate the other liars, the monsters.
Some lethargic ones are imminent in this beaten path,
Eyeball to eyeball we receive notification of the staff.
This ruinous staff occupies my heart so bold,
Glimmering its rubies, twinkling and posing.
The magic of a wizard is audacious and strict like stone,
It broadens my head of the very god of ugliness, a single monster
In front of my head, the bold liar notifies me of its presence.
Instead the stupid creature fetches some terror from the only ruby-
It is the staff of wizardry, “Stick of Strength”, loosening its powers.
Why do monsters succumb to magic or wizardry?
It is because lethargy is their only weakness.
poem by Naveed Akram
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When things haven't gone well for you, call in a secretary or a staff man and chew him out. You will sleep better and they will appreciate the attention.
quote by Lyndon B. Johnson
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One of the reasons I continue to speak out is that the solutions to the counterterrorism problem involve other parts of the national security community - especially other elements of the Department of Defense, State, FBI, Homeland Security and the staff.
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The Case Of The Slack EF Staff
Her staff room
obviously only
respond when?
an analysis
of Vikki's words
indicates
trouble in her staffroom
'being a nice boss
is not appreciated
at the moment'
her staff only respond
when she moans and groans
is on their case 24/7
What now is her solution?
What now her resolution?
To be on their case 24/7?
Vikki declared war and said
'so if that's what is needed
for people to do what is expected
of them then fine by me -
Monday will be the start
of a different me'
to solve this problem
using my amazing powers
of mental perceptions...
I perceive a root cause
to this problem
it's an EF state of mind...
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Little Request To The Magician Who Pleased Me For A While
dear magician
i thank you for your tricks
indeed your hands
are skilled and my eyes
are failing me
i am amazed by the rabbit
popping out from your
black hat
the roses blooming
from your palms
the staff that turned
to rope
the newspaper cutting
becoming peso bills
but with due respect
may i ask you to perform
the last magic for the day
and hope that this may
not be a form of request
that may cause you
sorrow
for parting is such
between us
please make yourself
disappear.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Was The Magician Who Tried To Make Her Smile
when i met her along the way she was so sad
and tears keep flowing from her eyes
and i, as the great magician of my place,
took her inside my room and began to perform
the usual tricks, how my hands are quicker than her eyes,
i took a rabbit from my hat
i made flowers from my staff
crisp money from newspaper shreds
yet she is still as sad as a child looking for her mother
and i asked her what she likes she said:
'please make yourself vanish in air! '
of course, what i did was wiser, i vanished her myself.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Morning
The light will never open sightless eyes,
It comes to those who willingly would see;
And every object,—hill, and stream, and skies,—
Rejoice within th' encircling line to be;
'Tis day,—the field is filled with busy hands,
The shop resounds with noisy workmen's din,
The traveller with his staff already stands
His yet unmeasured journey to begin;
The light breaks gently too within the breast,—
Yet there no eye awaits the crimson morn,
The forge and noisy anvil are at rest,
Nor men nor oxen tread the fields of corn,
Nor pilgrim lifts his staff,—it is no day
To those who find on earth their place to stay.
poem by Jones Very
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924. Compliment to a dear colleague 230208
One of my colleagues is remarkably extraordinary for her wit and wisdom without her our staff room would not have tasted joy in job. She co-ordinates parties without hurting anyone’s feeling. Bold to present our problems to higher authority…yet not haughty. Our staff room remains always as a merry place by her endeavour to have family atmosphere. She is a Christian; her husband is Hindu. Her mind is a blend of both religions radiating philosophy too.
Happy birth day to Mrs Queene Yadav
Her wisdom driving away any boredom,
Sprinkling philosophy and philanthropy!
Happy birth day to Mrs Queene Yadav
Her jingling words mingling with care and love,
Changing any gloomy place into a blooming palace!
Happy birth day to Mrs Queene Yadav
She is the binding bond of staff band
Arranging table party is her stable duty!
Happy birth day to Mrs Queene Yadav
Her boldness pulling legs of even baldheads (Like Mr. Yadav) ,
Protecting the feelings of her fellow beings!
poem by Raman Savithiri
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