Charlotte Rose Duardo
I hear an infant's cry
from Lakewood side,
And it's like a familiar poem
Oh! It's not a miracle
And I came to know that George
Became a Grand father!
* Congratulations to my friend George.Murdock and his loving wife.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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My Friend George
Read in the paper bout a man killed with a sword
And that made my think of my friend george
People said the man was five foot six
Sounds like george with his killing stick
Hey bro, whats the word
Talkin bout my friend george
Hey bro, whats the word
Talkin bout my friend george
You talkin bout my friend george
I knew george since hes eight
I always thought that he was great
And anything that george would do
You know that I would do it too
George liked music and george liked to fight
He worked out in a downtown gym every night
Id spar with him when work was done
We split lips but it was all in fun
Hey bro, whats the word
You talkin bout my friend george
Hey bro, whats the word
Talkin bout my friend george
Talkin bout my friend george
Next thing I hear georges got this stick
Hes using it for more than kicks
I seen him down at smalleys bar
He was wired up, I tried to calm him down
Avenge yourself he says to me
Avenge yourself for humanity
Avenge yourself for the weak and the poor
Stick it to these guys right through their heads
Well, the fight is my music, the stick is my sword
And you know that I love you, so please dont say a word
Cant you hear the music playing, the anthem, its my call
And the last I seen of george was him
Running through the door, I says -
Hey bro, whats the word
Talkin bout my friend george
Hey bro, whats the word
You talkin bout my friend george
Talkin bout my friend george
Hey bro, whats the word
You talkin bout my friend george
Hey bro, whats the word
What me saying bout my friend george
Hey bro, whats the word
Hear you talkin bout my friend george
Hey bro, whats the word
I hear talkin bout my friend george
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Walk along the carpet of green grass
I hear my Barefoot humble song;
'Thank you dear and it's of course a pleasant journey.
The grass whisper beautiful things to comfort the sole burns
But we infer that only a brief picnic and you are not a Grasshopper
anyhow?
We feel your weak heartbeat, the pulse that reminds
The destined mountain is near by and it never moves.
(Dedication to my friend George.Murdock. Hey! There will be a new recruitment soon to our 'Grand Father's club' it seems.)
* I think of Christ's resurrection on this Easter and feel of the heavy
cross which I carry onwards.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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George Of The Jungle
George, george, george of the jungle
Strong as he can be
Ahhh
Watch out for that tree
George, george, george of the jungle
Lives a life thats free
Ahhh
Watch out for that tree
When he gets in scrapes
When he makes his escapes
With the help of his friend
An ape named ape
Then away hell schlep
On his elephant shep
While fella and ursula
Stay in step with
George, george, george of the jungle
Friend to you and me
Ahhh
Watch out for that tree
Watch out for that (ahhh) (oooh) tree
George, george, george of the jungle
Friend to you and me
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Brother! It seems to be an off-season
The magical song birds flew away from the uncle's orchard without informing him.
The trees some were uprooted and old as same as uncle's gray beard.
I remember the bygone days when the fruits were laden and ripen on the tree tops how they danced merrily?
But now no more any singsong or a friendly chat and only you hear is the faint whisper of decaying leaves over his pet dog 'Marco's' silent tomb.
*Hey! My dear friend nothing could be hold firmly as everything disappears like in a sad dream.
This poem is a dedication to my friend George.Murdock in gratitude.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Just Too Grand
I suppose if I wanted,
I could be a prude and standoffish.
With a résumé to prove,
In my life I've accomplished...
What few can and could do.
If...
I chose to put my nose up in the air.
And carried on with that kind of flair.
My mother's father,
Had been a leader of his own band.
Appearing here and there and across the land.
And for some reason then,
I couldn't 'stand' him.
He was just too grand!
And those feelings were mutual.
I just was not impressed.
Today?
I can understand why he was that way.
And I hope he has forgiven me for saying,
Whenever he telephoned to speak to my mom...
'Ma, some guy is on the phone claiming to be your father.
You know...
He of the George Frank Roberts Band.'
~That's 'your' grandfather.~
And I'm Sammy Davis, Junior.
Dedicated to my grandfather:
In Loving Memory
George Frank Roberts,
Englewood, New Jersey
'Love you, grand-daddy.
Even though we had 'many' differences,
of opinion.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Congratulations
Congratulations for breaking my heart
Congratulations for tearing it all apart
Congratulations you finally did succeed
Congratulations for leaving me in need
This morning I looked out my window and found
A bluebird singing but there was no one around
At night I lay alone in my bed
With an image of you goin around in my head
Congratulations for bringing me down
Congratulations now Im sorrow bound
Congratulations you got a good deal
Congratulations how good you must feel
I guess that I must have loved you more than I ever knew
My would is empty now cause it dont have you
And if I had just one more chance to wind your heart again
I would do things differently but whats the use to pretend
Congratulations for making me wait
Congratulations now its too late
Congratulations you came out on top
Congratulations you never did know when to stop
Congratulations
song performed by by George Harrison
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Congratulations
Traveling wilburys
Congratulations for breaking my heart
Congratulations for tearing it all apart
Congratulations you finally did succeed
Congratulations for leaving me in need
This morning I looked out my window and found
A bluebird singing but there was no one around
At night I lay alone in my bed
With an image of you goin around in my head
Congratulations for bringing me down
Congratulations now Im sorrow bound
Congratulations you got a good deal
Congratulations how good you must feel
I guess that I must have loved you more than I ever knew
My would is empty now cause it dont have you
And if I had just one more chance to wind your heart again
I would do things differently but whats the use to pretend
Congratulations for making me wait
Congratulations now its too late
Congratulations you came out on top
Congratulations you never did know when to stop
Congratulations
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Grass Widow
She writes an uproar.
It's very hard to pass the time
You are always skips from me.
Almost a year gone
How long I have to wait?
Only the calendar gives me comfort
While the dates disappear.
Don't try to be a naughty sailor
I have heard that they get a wife in every port.
Is that true?
I receive your letters these days
like weather reports.
Why? you don't have love anymore.
You never get an affectionate wife like me
Don't know when you get realize this?
It's more than enough now.
Please alter your course homewards.
In the thick fog
only the scream of seagulls.
I am a lone wanderer at the old jetty.
To my poet friend George. Murdock
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Small Miracle Hands
smile wonder of small hands
fitting older hands in perfect unison
a miracle as harmony steps
Inspired by the poem ‘Miracle! ’ by Eric Cockrell
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Struck By Bad Luck
where could I go
now to find a prophet
who could explain
a brief simple literal
exemplified extended
metaphor definition
of precious praying relative
to 21st century greed global
selfish inhuman indifference
hear main man told me
your praying every time
when you kindness stop
to help any stranger
struck by bad luck side
of life’s lonely road
Inspired by the poem ‘You’re Praying’ by Eric Cockrell. Split Imaging from the poem ‘Time For A Little Praying’ by Terence George Craddock.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Alamo Moment Birth Phoenix
Alamo moment birth in phoenix
pyre eyes stirs heart of freedom
loving men to battle cry freedom
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem is a split image from the poem ‘An Egyptian Freedom Falcon Flies Battle Cry Freedom’.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Garden on the Moon
Let me say this standing while I still have breath to sing
There must be a light somewhere that brightens everything
I try like someone desperate to light a fire of the heart
I strike another match and watch you blow it all apart
I swear to the heavens that I love you more than life
I know there is no other that would make a finer wife
But our world is like a prison
One that we have built
Or like a garden in the desert
Where the flowers grow but wilt
What makes us miss the moments
In the photos and the cards
Is knowing this will end someday
and forever we will part
Until then let’s find solace
In a poem or a tune
waiting for the warmth of spring
in a garden on the moon.
poem by George Murdock
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George Foreman. A miracle. A mystery to myself. Who am I? The mirror says back. The George you was always meant to be. Wasn't always like that. Used to look in the mirror and cried a river.
quote by George Foreman
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The Truth Written Within Us
If God is truly within us as God claims?
Then truth written in our soul there retains?
The answer to life questions in our souls we may seek.
Deep within God wrote words of wisdom truth that speak.
How can we accept knowledge of what can be found there?
God gave our conscience to discern truth do not despair.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Inspired by the poem ‘Quatrain #72 - Where do you look, dear friend....... ‘’ by George Krokos.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Hope Always To Write
'hope always to write more
not to be a good poet'
the words of my friend
Hosny Soliman defined
my thoughts perfectly
to write just a little more
to gift just a little more
to give just a little more
with no thought wasted
upon desire to write
a good poem a great poem
Splitting image from the poem ‘We Sing Our Love In Life Worships’ by Terence George Craddock.
Dedicated to the painter poet Hosney Soliman.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Shock Absorbers, Piston, Crank shaft, Universal joint and Thunderbolt!
I love the adolescent Mechanic
Like a stunt actor in a movie
Who's never been to a school
But the little wrinch-spanner in his denim pocket
With a grand smile,
He does miracles of this oblique World.
He knows my sickness
But never give me a stress.
And I read his secret tiny eyes.
'Go slowly Grandpa!
Don't run like younger days
Because no spare parts for this old crock! '
*for George Murdock in gratitude!
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Two Minute Poem
For Ever Young
For every young
We live in our hearts
Loving and giving
Like a child at heart
We play the game of life
With all that we are
We're forever young
In our hearts and soul
A two minute poem
With seconds to spare
© Copyright Kaila George 2012
poem by Kaila George
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I Have Been Friend To The Muse
‘I have been friend to the Muse
‘But my son you must do that’
I know, I know my father
I have to be a father, father
poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
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A hole in the roof
The old prison cell and there's no ceiling
And a hole in the roof.
The person in confinement
Who sees the night sky.
No changes at all
The old stars and the Moon as earlier.
The North star seems very old
And the bachelor thinks of the next-door widow Violet and her whereabouts.
And he's not seen his old friend Jack Daniel's smile since a long time.
Someone says the President's Birthday comes soon and there will be an amnesty for prisoners?
He's sentenced for ten years and the half of the term almost gone.
* To my poet friend George.Murdock in gratitude.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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To My Higher Self
What can I say, please tell me what can I do
everything that happens is so because of You
You are the core and essence of my life
looking after my needs like a loving wife
I can't do without You for even a moment
which is almost as if we are in atonement
Remembrance of You removes all my fear
being the only one I hold really most dear
I hope that this does not sound vain
for if it does would cause much pain
You are my one and only beloved friend
with me always from the start to the end
You know me better than anyone else does
that's why confidng in You gives me a buzz
This usually keeps me going most of the time
and so it's almost as if I'm living on a rhyme
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poem by George Krokos
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