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Weatherman

Halcyon weather smile
Brighter than the bursting sun
Rupturing the violent tempest
With the geometrical perfection
A wryly grin behold

You have mastered fine
The craft of marqueterie
Light wispy strokes,
Grave subtle lacerations,
And come around beautifully

You are a marionette
Inside a glass chiffonier
For the idiosyncratic spectators
Who pulled the strings
That made you a phony

In the impenetrability
Of such nonmalleable veneer
Would you deliver, in
Your euphonious brogue,
The real news to everybody?

I would die to see
You collapse like a skeleton
Trampling from the closet
And come to me naked
From the weatherman clad

poem by Norman Santos
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The Collective: The Marionette in a Yellow Dress

She sat on the chiffonier
Behind the glazed walls
Her lifeless eyes rover
About the gamines' rise and fall
In a mimicry of maneuvers
She yearn for her to be hauled

Her regal and inert grace is
Reserved with her melancholic reveries
Thawing the quintessence of her bliss
Whilst in the playhouse's heraldries
And when the pang of jealousy kiss
The strings will tangle with her maladies

Oh! Marionette in a sun dress
Rest those stiff smile and unfurl
What lies behind the curled tresses
And synthetic rouges and smile of pearl
Surmount a leg from your duress
And sever the laces of your world

Zither a string, a marionette fall
Into a ring—winter, spring, summer and fall

poem by Norman Santos
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Smile and Grin

Smile even when the path is rough
Grin even when the competition is tough
Smile when the battle is fierce
Grin when the words[truth] pierce
Smile as the head aches in severe pain
Grin as your hard work brings no gain
Smile to the bank when the figures there are few
Grin to tank when all in it is dew
Smile with your siblings in sorrow
Grin with the tidings that says you borrow
Smile when you pursue but you seem lazy
Grin when the future seems hazy
Smile just as a love is lost
Grin though the cost is a lot
Smile as you lose your freedom
Grin as you belong to the thorn's kingdom
Smile when you fall into a ditch
Grin when you encounter a hitch
Smile when locked lies you door
Grin when you appear climbing but still lay on the floor
Smile when situations are not conforming
Grin when circumstance is not reforming
Smile when dreams are not becoming goals
Grin when goals are leading you to gaol
Smile as the flight to wealth is delayed
Grin as the bad news is relayed
Smile for your foes and enemies
Grin as you await your nemesis
Smile as you pay for what you bought not
Grin as you say words you thought not
Smile when you meet with a cheat
Grin when you move like a watch the speed of cheetahs
Smile as you pass through the journey of perseverance
Grin as you wish but must dwell in temperance
As a smile is a confidence of change
and Grin, an outward symbol for revolution residing within range.

poem by Adedolapo Olisa
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Im A Marionette

youre so free, thats what everybodys telling me
Yet I feel Im like an outward-bound, pushed around, refugee
Somethings wrong, got a feeling that I dont belong
As if I had come from outer space, out of place, like king kong
Im a marionette, just a marionette, pull the string
Im a marionette, everybodys pet, just as long as I sing
Im a marionette, see my pirouette, round and round
Im a marionette, Im a marionette, just a silly old clown
Like a doll, like a puppet with no will at all
And somebody told me how to talk, how to walk, how to fall
Cant complain, Ive got no-one but myself to blame
Somethings happening I cant control, lost my hold, its insane!
Im a marionette, just a marionette, pull the string
Im a marionette, everybodys pet, just as long as I sing
Im a marionette, see my pirouette, round and round
Im a marionette, Im a marionette, just a silly old clown
look this way, just a little smile, is what they say
youll look better on the photograph if you laugh, thats okay
Im a marionette, just a marionette, pull the string
Im a marionette, everybodys pet, just as long as I sing
Im a marionette, see my pirouette, round and round
Im a marionette, Im a marionette, just a silly old clown
youre so free, thats what everybodys telling me
Yet I feel Im like an outward-bound, pushed around, refugee

song performed by by ABBA
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Grounding

In the surge of dark
there was a lunar smile in my glass
I will not abandon the moons
in your eyes. A white sow was
going to deliver the babies.

It was departure time
and the profile was ready to collapse.
Mars was throwing the loaves
to human beings and aliens were
going to land on earth.

Sing my baby, sing. Opening the
knots of life, returning to barn
in wild tempest. I know I have
to unearth the buried truth and
talk to ghosts of lies.

poem by Satish Verma
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Did You Say The Weather Is Not Fine?

i didn't know really that it is always raining.
most of my time is spent inside my room.
inside my self. inside the marrow of my bones.

i do not like the rain. Or any news of it.
I do not go outside, i may meet the rain and
i told you
i do not like any rain, or any sound of the rain.

i am inside myself. And there is no rain anymore.
and of course, the weather is always fine
deep inside this miniature world of fine weathers
that i make myself.

just fine. and too small for any kind of rain.
clouds don't fit in here.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Brighter Of 2 Lights

the light in the eyes shines brighter
than that of the light in a smile
a better reflection of genuineness
its light burns brighter, and so much sweeter
even, more sincere
the light in the smile is somewhat dimmer
it can be made up
faked and bejeweled
but the light in the eyes
well…
it always reflects truth
for this is where the soul’s intentions exist

poem by Chanda Panda
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First Person Omniscient

I made her tell me of the affair,
every detail,

and I became him, the man who pulled
her into the closet,

opening the many rooms of her mouth,
knobs spinning,

and then I was her, pulling him
by the tongue

through the river of rooms in the mansion
of my mouth,

his eyes pressing into me, his eye
seeing all,

and then I was the closet, the space
they traveled through

on their way to the mansion, and then the real
I entered the closet,

the wind of doors slamming, bodies
rushing, gone-

my eye lost in the mouth of my pocket,
or is it my hand,

my dirty, awful hand.

poem by Jeffrey McDaniel
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An Almost Broken Glass Bottle

For a while now I've been afraid to say or show how I feel, so instead I go around telling people I'm tough, pretending to be made of steel

All of my feelings I shoved into a bottle made of glass, and as I shoved this glass bottle inside myself I prayed these feelings wouldn't last

The more of my feelings I shoved into it the fuller my glass bottle got, the only problem is once I started to shove all my feeling into it, I didn't know how to stop

Even if you were to ask me if I was okay I'd put on a smile and say I'm fine, even though deep down inside I know I'm lying

So here we are present day and despite my efforts to stop it, my glass bottle and I have started to crack and I know any minute now both of us are going to snap

No matter how much I wish it wasn't so, no matter how much all together I wish my glass bottle and I would stay, I know deep down that my almost broken glass bottle is any second gonna give way

poem by Tiger Lily Love
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Microscope Of Cinematic Viewpoints

craft is a perfect veneer
of makeup applied layers
skills smoke brush strokes
creating realistic aspects
of dimensional character

fused interactive personality
defined developed sensitivity
flows into apex of emotional
performance shifts in society
action plot dramatic subtle

inflections of conflict faced
tension endured resolved
in acting expectation realities
pathos par excellence an Oscar
Golden Globe on audience radar

esteemed award enduring craft
is not a discrepancy popularist
fleeting fashion iconic statement
it is depiction of seamless scenes
capturing spirit of frame era focus

exposition rising tension climax
falling tension resolution contained
in plot addressing tension social
obstacles harmony in an age under
microscope of cinematic viewpoints

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Im Moving On

Save your sweet talk
For when you score,
Keep your monday kisses
For your glass lady.
I want the truth and nothing more,
Im moving on,
Moving on,
Youre getting phony.
You didnt have to tell me a white lie,
You know you scored me for life.
Dont stick your fingers in my pie,
You know, Ill see through your jive.
I want the truth and nothing more,
Im moving on,
Moving on,
Were getting phony.
When you were angry
You had love in your eyes,
When you were sad
You had dream in your voice.
Now youre giving me your window smile,
Im moving on,
Moving on,
Its getting phony.
Moving on!

song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Im Moving On

Save your sweet talk for when you score
Keep your monday kisses for your glass lady
I want the truth and nothing more
Im moving on, moving on youre getting phony
You didnt have to tell a white lie
You knew you scored me for life
Dont stick your finger in my pie
You know Ill see through your jive
I want the truth and nothing more
Im moving, moving on were getting phony
When you were angry you had love in your eyes
When you were sad you had dream in your voice
But now youre giving me your window smile
Im moving on, moving on its getting phony
Moving onnnnnnnnnn!

song performed by by Lennon John
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Lady Blue

She wears a smile, much like her shawl
A buffer from cold drafts
From people, weather's vagaries
Afloat on life's frail raft

Yet she is blue
Her look untrue
Behind by her costume's craft

They say a smile brings happiness
And cheer to one and all
But this blue lady's plastic grin
Is her bizarre downfall

She wears a smile, much like her shawl
A buffer from cold drafts
From people, weather's vagaries
Afloat on life's frail raft.

poem by Liilia Talts Morrison
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A Chick in a River.

So tiny was I.
Happy could I remember
Forgetting my hen
And accepting to be a duckling.

Notes and coins I never shed for
As the ecstasy of life, all I saw
Filled and filtered,
Pampered but blind to see the truth.

Behold, it happened,
Crawling; then flying goes time
With births for a new light
To turn me around.

Readily ready was I
All for the inevitable.
Brighter and brighter beams in the sun
As my sockets began to receive them all

Calls and news of liberation
A call of self identity
To see the crown above
Which had not my siblings.

Suddenly drops my utility
For a discovery I had seen
Deceit I had lived in
My identity was I to find

Behold, I had been
A chick in a river

poem by Omolola David
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Words Of Peace

Peace had come, to arouse feelings with emotions,
Gathering a desperate courage was ideal for peace.
He observed the sails flapped more sensibly with clothes,
By the intensity of the weather of the tempest, a system.
You are the finest! Thinking of reading, the finest points
Are mastered by the brain and heart, like a conscience
That inhabits the room, to be filled with thoughts.
One finds words that deliver speeches, yet speech is compact
And peace has come, and peace will divide the masses
Into camps, so great is one and so awful is the other.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Curtains of Malignance

Your heavy mascara
And violent red lips
Technicolor berries
Can it moor the squirming
Seraphs and lice?

A thousand prolix words
Inside a single line
Can it calm to compensate
A thousand virulent wars
In one solitary day?

Inedible metallic veneer
Flustering the eyes
Crucifying the hands
Of the prying spectators
Can it really harm?

Step on the pedal gravely
The engine rummages
And you hum along
Can you ever run
And outrun your home?

Four dark corners
One despondent room
And ten colossal icons
Of religious expeditions
Can your prayers save you?

Prowl and roar, dear Hyena
For as hapless as it may seem
We'll never know
But we'll let it roll
The curtains of malignance.

poem by Norman Santos
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Behold

Like morning's first light,
like the stars in the night
my love is a sight
to behold.

Like the heat of the sun,
like the rivers that run
My love is the one
I behold.

Like a delicate wine,
like crystal so fine
I'm glad you are mine
to behold.

Like your smile of delight,
like you looked in bridal white
you still are my sight
to behold.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Dry Hands

on the table
trying to absorb
the moisture of
sandalwood

it is not the water
but the lacking care
of another set of
hands

inside it rains
someone claps his hands
so inconsiderate

outside is the sunshine
of her smile
impenetrability
illustrated

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Tonight Will Be Fine

Sometimes I find I get to thinking of the past.
We swore to each other then that our love would surely last.
You kept right on loving, I went on a fast,
Now I am too thin and your love is too vast.
But I know from your eyes
And I know from your smile
That tonight will be fine,
Will be fine, will be fine, will be fine
For a while.
I choose the rooms that I live in with care,
The windows are small and the walls almost bare,
Theres only one bed and theres only one prayer;
I listen all night for your step on the stair.
But I know from your eyes
And I know from your smile
That tonight will be fine,
Will be fine, will be fine, will be fine
For a while.
Oh sometimes I see her undressing for me,
Shes the soft naked lady love meant her to be
And shes moving her body so brave and so free.
If Ive got to remember thats a fine memory.
And I know from her eyes
And I know from her smile
That tonight will be fine,
Will be fine, will be fine, will be fine
For a while.

song performed by by Leonard Cohen
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A Better Life

Hush little baby, don't you cry
Oh-oh, don't you cry
Maybe tomorrow's, a better life
Oh-oh, if you try
Rain is falling all around
Storm came, it brings you down
But if you lose your mind
Weatherman, in his overcoat
Look up in the sky now, the weatherman cry now
Oh-oh, the window pane
Damp in the valley, up in the alley
Oh-oh, it's pouring rain
Rain is falling all around
Storm came, it brings you down
So let your mind roll on
Weatherman, dry's the lonely tears
Early in the morning, while the sun's still yawning
Oh-oh, smiles on you
Maybe today is, a better life
Oh-oh, if we try
Sun is shining all around
It warms your heart and melts the cloud
But if your mind can see
Weatherman, smiles a lonely smile

song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Smile Of Wonder

u smile u shine the sunshines brighter wen u smile beautifully as such like anything esle wen it rains it pours and id pour my love out to u noew and forever more on the darkest day of the worst time in history things could be bad but to see ur msile even breifly would melt away the darkness the rainclouds go way and the sun come out ur love is like that a warm sunlight that warms my heart wen the dark ness goes away and the light retunrs a rainbow forms but at the end of it all just to be able to see there instead of gold i would choose ur company over any treasure seein u smile and shine makes the darkness deep down in my soul go away cuz ur like a light of ever sweet divinity wen u smile eveything jus seems better

poem by Dorian Suchelle
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