Another Imagined Betrayal
i'd perhaps see it from you point of view that when you left me
you pretentiously wore a sad face,
lying to your teeth as you try to deliver the lines of
parting,
and when the plane left and landed upon
your destination on
a perfect touchdown
another pair of arms are there
waiting for you and
you run almost hitting another passenger with
your pack
focusing on the
new lover
kissing and holding too tightly
not minding
how the other conservative passengers
react
to such a
well planned
betrayal
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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We're That Kind Of A Pair
You've got me.
And that matters.
We can skip idle chatter.
And what makes nitpickers tick.
With interferring nosiness.
And You've-got-me.
When kissing with our lips.
They feel a perfect fit.
And You've-got-me.
When holding one another,
We wish not to quit!
A blessing is there.
We're that kind of a pair.
When kissing our lips.
We wish not to quit!
You've-got-me.
We're that kind of a pair.
You've-got-me.
And I'll always be there.
You've-got-me.
Of that I am aware.
You've-got-me.
We're that kind of a pair.
When kissing with our lips,
They feel a perfect fit.
When holding one another,
We wish not to quit!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Extraterrestrials?
The man, in my infancy, who said there were people
on the moon, was laughed at; he was wrong, but not
wrong in thinking there was other life forms on remote
planets. Years ago a big plane got vanished and landed
on the back of the moon where temperature is an even
22 Celsius and there were an abundance of green fruit
that looked like, bananas and nutty tasting blue grass.
Adults missing meat ate each other till there was only
one left, the pilot, and dejected jumped off the moon.
The youthful passengers and children got used to their
surroundings and could cook bananas in fifty variations.
They built caves and decorated them with chairs from
the plane and as beds they used dried banana leaves….
And as time went by the earth became a myth an idea
of paradise lost. This generation of moon dwellers wore
no clothes, what´s point? Only women, on certain dates,
wore dried green skirts. So the man who believed there
was life on the moon may be right after all.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Pack It Up & Go
Ive got to sympathize
You run with all the rest
Youve kept on moving but never got the best
And all our yesterdays go sailing out of view
I know theres something left hope you can make it through
Pack it up and go, pack it up and go,
Leftover from the show, just pack it up and go
You made the impact back in 1969
But now move over friend I think youve had your time
And all our yesterdays go sailing out of view
I know there something left, hope you can make it through
Pack it up and go, pack it up and go, left over from the show just pack it up and go
--instrumental ---
And all our yesterdays go sailing know theres something left
Hope you can make it through
* instrumental ending ---
song performed by by Ufo
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No Point
J. spinks
This aint working out
Its not worth the time I spent on it
When Ive been next to you
Its not the way you want it
And all I wanna do
Is get away and as far away from it
Theres no point cos Im not winning
Theres no point going back to the beginning
Theres no point to keep on waiting
Theres no point in talking it over
Theres no point in getting any closer
If it was up to you
Wed go around in circles forever
Theres nothing left to do
I go around - around in you
Ive tried to see it through
All Ive seen is the stormy weather
Theres no point in still pretending
Theres no point cos this is never ending
Theres no point in keep on trying
Theres no point to carry on lying
Theres no point acting like children
Theres no point cos this time Im gone
Theres no point in talking it over
Theres no point in getting any close
Theres no point in still pretending
Theres no point cos this is never ending
Theres no point in keep on trying
Theres no point to carry on lying
Theres no point in talking it over
Theres no point in getting any closer
Theres no point cos Im not winning
Theres no point going back to the beginning
Theres no point in hesitating
Theres no point tonight
Theres no point at all
song performed by by Outfield
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Evening walk
Aimless mind slap bang
Coated out to spring
Dressed up, bear body hiding
Set out the old road along
The bus or the tram
Unless may be the train
To right or the left no plan
Time and space came
The side where I belonged to
The tram was on way from left to
Undecided space came think to
Opened the door just get into
Passengers were on seats
Passersby were in streets
Seemed to be direct targets
Looking at their end points
Planned and minded among
Blank and aimless I am
Getting down one by one
One and only in I am
Reverse way to the direction
Same as the tram to go again
Waiting for till times come
End or the beginning no aim
Passengers were on seats
Passersby were in streets
Driver is on the seat
I am also on my seat
All they know their aim
I don't have a plan
Left or the right same
Just for the pass time
poem by Udaya R. Tennakoon
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I Prefer To Keep It Basic
I want to hold you in my arms...
With one thing on my mind!
A holding of 'you',
In my arms.
All that other chatter,
That you want to make matter.
And happening next door?
That is not what I am here for.
I want to hold you in my arms...
With one thing on my mind!
A holding of 'you',
In my arms.
I have no other priorities.
Or nothing else on my agenda.
I cleared my head,
And everything i had deemed important...
To be here with you!
And if it is me you want to be with...
I'm cool with it!
But what your neighbors and friends do...
With 'trips' taken with family members.
And how they do it with flapping lips...
Aint got 'nuthin' to do with me.
Comeon...
Let's you and me,
Spell clarity!
As we allow it to approach us.
I want to hold you in my arms...
With one thing on my mind!
A holding of 'you',
In my arms.
When it comes down to you,
With me in view in a togetherness...
I prefer to keep it basic!
With a minding of 'our' business to get done.
I am not prepared to embrace group relationships.
Not just yet.
In you,
My heart is invested.
And I want us to bond with solid stock.
Knowing what we've got,
Is not determined by the benefit of dividends.
Although...
Our actions are the cause and the effect of them.
And like I said...
I want to hold you in my arms...
With one thing on my mind!
A holding of 'you',
In my arms.
Let me know,
If any of this...
Does not click in your head!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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At This Hour Of Separation
at this hour of our parting
i hold your hand to feel its last warmth
you do not look at me
to my glances
you have chosen an evasion
you wore your dark glasses
you enter a certain darkness
where you think
i cannot see your eyes with tears
clouds drift at your face
you go
finding your place inside the
predeparture area
i wave my hand and left you
you are gone
the plane slices the clear skies
i know
from up there
i am but an ant below the haze
distance does
the inevitable forgetting
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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French Kissing.
I don't like French kissing,
it isn't that I'm frigid
but kissing with the tongue
is best left to the young.
Us old'ns all have tartar
it sticks around our teeth
Oh there is no mystique
you'll see it when we speak!
I don't like French kissing,
although on reminiscing
there was a time I snogged
a dreadful boy called Rog'
Another thing I note
is that it clogs the throat
of course I'm only guessing
I don't indulge in necking.
Now some girls like to peck
and others like to pucker
but me I rather death
than have to kiss my lover.
There's so much more to do
than kiss, explore and chew
unless of course I'm drunk
and meet some gorgeous hunk
There's one more thing to say
while out at work, one day
I had to save a swimmer
from drowning in the river.
I clasped his nose tight shut
and breathed into his mouth
He regained all his colour
as his false teeth fell out!
poem by Ruth Walters
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Never Wore A Gun Before
Never wore a gun before
A plane in the fog, oh wait those are clouds Im talking about
The suitcase in my hand and the way I have to walk
Those are empty smiles, empty eyes Im looking in
Times are over when it was difficult to say
It took some time but I know its just right now
So just a little word about whats really going on
If you want to take that as my way
To say goodbye to you as these red nights must go on
I was rich and I was poor
Didnt do the things I had to do
I was strong and I was weak
Was not the girl I tried to be
I was lost and I was found
He earned money you couldnt count
But I never wore a gun before
I never wore a gun before
He left the chamber but these times are over
Shes got
Shes got more than four weeks to be herself
Hes playin with fire and looks around on this world
Oh I love them and the plane in the fog
I was brave and I had fear
I did things...oh my dar
I was strong and I was weak
Was not the girl I tried to be
I was up and I was down
He thought the things to the ground
But I never wore a gun before
I never wore a gun before
I never wore a gun before
Never wore a gun before
I was brave and I had fear
I did things...oh my dear
I never wore a gun before
I was brave and I had fear
I did things...oh my dear
I was strong and I was weak
Was not the girl I tried to be
But I never wore a gun before
I never wore a gun before
I never wore a gun before
Never wore a gun before
song performed by by Wonderwall
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Never Wore A Gun Before
Never wore a gun before
A plane in the fog, oh wait those are clouds Im talking about
The suitcase in my hand and the way I have to walk
Those are empty smiles, empty eyes Im looking in
Times are over when it was difficult to say
It took some time but I know its just right now
So just a little word about whats really going on
If you want to take that as my way
To say goodbye to you as these red nights must go on
I was rich and I was poor
Didnt do the things I had to do
I was strong and I was weak
Was not the girl I tried to be
I was lost and I was found
He earned money you couldnt count
But I never wore a gun before
I never wore a gun before
He left the chamber but these times are over
Shes got
Shes got more than four weeks to be herself
Hes playin with fire and looks around on this world
Oh I love them and the plane in the fog
I was brave and I had fear
I did things...oh my dar
I was strong and I was weak
Was not the girl I tried to be
I was up and I was down
He thought the things to the ground
But I never wore a gun before
I never wore a gun before
I never wore a gun before
Never wore a gun before
I was brave and I had fear
I did things...oh my dear
I never wore a gun before
I was brave and I had fear
I did things...oh my dear
I was strong and I was weak
Was not the girl I tried to be
But I never wore a gun before
I never wore a gun before
I never wore a gun before
Never wore a gun before
song performed by by Wonderwall
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You Cant Put Your Arms Around Whats Already Gone
I saw red, stayed at home
Placed a big pillow over the phone
In this town where Im from
Ive learned two is so much better than one
But you left me alone
You cant put your arms around whats already gone
Watch you sink like a stone
You cant put your arms around whats already gone
Well, you hurt to the core
You used to kiss like no one had done before
And your taste turned me on
Now you drive me real crazy just by being born
Cos you left (left left left) me alone (left me alone)
And you cant put your arms around whats already gone
Watch you sink like a stone
You cant put your arms around whats already gone
Baba b-baba b-baba ba
Baba b-baba b-baba ba
Took the tram round the bay
Where everyone tells you to have a nice day
And my pride almost broke
When the tears dont fit you, you look like a joke
And you left (left left left) me alone (left me alone)
You cant put your arms around whats already gone
Cryin eyes gettin worn
You cant put your arms around whats already gone
Hey, you left (left left left) me alone (left me alone)
You cant put your arms around whats already gone
Watch you sink like a stone
You cant put your arms around whats already gone
Baba b-baba b-baba ba
Baba b-baba b-baba ba
song performed by by Roxette
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Passenger Side
Hey, wake up, your eyes weren't open wide
For the last couple of miles you've been swerving from side to side
You're gonna make me spill my beer,
If you don't learn how to steer
Passenger side, passenger side,
I don't like riding on the passenger side
Roll another number for the road
You're the only sober person I know
Won't you let me make you a deal,
Just get behind the wheel
Passenger side, passenger side,
I don't like riding on the passenger side
Should've been the driver, could've been the one
I should've been your lover, but I hadn't seen...
Can you take me to the store, then the bank?
I've got five dollars we can put in the tank
I've got a court date coming this June
I'll be driving soon
Passenger side, passenger side,
I don't like riding on the passenger side
I don't like riding on the passenger side
song performed by by Wilco
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Bidding Godbye
bdding goodbye
can be taxing
you say words
that you do not
mean specially
when you are
bored with
her already
you kiss her
on her lips
on her forehead
you hug her
tightly
you whisper
sad parting words
to her ear
you grip her
hand like
you will miss her
but the truth is
your feet are
too excited to
take the plane
and fly away from her
because
another one
more fresh
is waiting for
your arrival
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Red Hill Mining Town
]from father to son
The blood runs thin
Our faces frozen (still) against the wind
The seam is split
The coal face cracked
The lines are long
And theres no going back
Through hands of steel
And a heart of stone
Our labor day has come and gone
And you leave us holding on
In red hill town
As the lights go down
Im hanging on
Youre all thats left to hang on to
Im holding on
Youre all thats left to hang on to
The glass is cut
The bottle runs dry
Our love runs cold
In the caverns of the night
Were wounded by fear
Injured in doubt
I can lose myself
Im holding on
Youre all thats left to hold on to
And we scorch the earth
Set fire to the sky
Stoop so low to reach so high
A link is lost
The chain undone
Now we wait all day
For the night to come
And it comes
And it comes
Like a hunter (child)
Im hanging on
Youre all thats left to hang on to
Im hanging on to
Youre all thats left to hang on to
We see love slowly stripped away
Our love, has seen a better day
Im hanging on
Youre all thats left to hold on to
Im holding on
Youre all thats left to hold on to
See the lights go down on red hill town
See lights go down on red hill town
song performed by by U2
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The Flame
I'll never be far from home
Talkin' on the telephone
You told me it's over, you made up your mind,
I'm part of the life that you're leaving behind
I'm left holding the torch
And the heat from the flame,
Only ease me a pain
Don't you know how much it hurts,
You took all i had and you threw it away
I'm left holding the flame, yes i am
Holding the flame once again
I'm left holding the flame, yes i am
Holding the flame once again
Nomatter what you say, it hurts
You didn't had to make it worse
It wouldn't be better as you told me yourself,
Instead that you left to somebody else
Maybe i could understand
You'd been staying with another man
Day isn't long and nights can be lonely
I wasn't there and you needed to hold me
I'm left holding the torch
And the heat from the flame,
Only ease me a pain
Don't you know how much it hurts,
You took all i had and you threw it away
I'm left holding the flame, yes i am
Holding the flame once again
I'm left holding the flame, yes i am
Holding the flame once again
I'll never be far from home
Talkin' on the telephone
You told me it's over, you made up your mind.
I'm part of the life that you're leaving behind.
I'm left holding the torch
And the heat from the flame,
Only ease me a pain
Don't you know how much it hurts,
You took all i had and you threw it away
I'm left holding the flame, yes i am
Holding the flame once again
I'm left holding the flame, yes i am
Holding the flame once again
I'm left holding the flame, yes i am
Holding the flame once again
I'm left holding the flame, yes i am
Holding the flame once again
I'm left holding the flame, yes i am
song performed by by Fine Young Cannibals
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The Power of Good-bye
Cruel friend
Trust built on lies
Holding on to the wound
That will never heal
Beyond repair
Upon the betrayal of a friend.
I only have the strength
For one last word;
Good-bye
Good-bye to sleepless nights
Helplessness in your arms
To a lifetime of your dreams
Power of your screams
There is no strength left in me to fight
Pick your battles
Because you already lost this one
How can I be your friend?
When all that’s left is the strength to say
Good-bye.
poem by Agata Konopka
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Blue Candy
Dots of light scatter across the view,
From a distance I'm closer to the view.
The water moves as the boats remain silent in the view,
The screams from the park sheltered by the moon.
Blue firemen spread their heat,
The powder now a liquid with emotions to defeat.
People fire their souls as the rides end their attack,
Blue candy waiting inside them to react.
I travel along the water through my mind's eye,
Remembering, I, with blue candy's tie.
I look to the park: I distanced from the view,
The view ending with my eyes looking to the moon.
I see no clouds as the fire spreads inside,
Desire blue candy hitting in all minds,
Raw emotion no longer hidden inside.
Blue candy burns inside my mind,
The powder waiting to leave my past behind.
Blue candy fires as it heats like the sun:
Once inside it cannot be undone.
Every line is stirred under a darkened moon,
Burning desire blue candy's monsoon.
Like, fire, I call blue candy to defeat,
I, lying alone in a city's white light heat.
poem by Paula Glynn
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Communication
Communication always leaves in incomplete
The grass is greener,but its grown beneath my feet
Love inspiration is a message on a wing
But I have left in the words youll never sing
Communication let me down
And Im left here
Communication let me down
And Im left here
Telex or tell me but its always second-hand
Im incognito but no rendez-vous been planned
Dictate or relate I could send it to your home
Return to sender I could sing it down the phone
Im sitting and waiting by the telephone
Waiting for the bell to ring
Short change fumble
Dial-a-heart trouble
And I aint got time for searching through the rubble
Communication let me down
And Im left here
Communication let me down
And Im left here
song performed by by Spandau Ballet
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On Their Holiday
The plane flew overhead,
its destination I do not know.
It raced across the blue sky
nudging clouds out of its way
as it took its passengers
far away on their holiday.
(7 July 2007)
poem by David Harris
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The writer needs to react to his or her own internal universe, to his or her own point of view. If he or she doesn't have a personal point of view, it's impossible to be a creator.
quote by Manuel Puig
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