Anybody home? Anybody there?
You sent emails
And there is no reply
You sent pics and
There is nobody
Acknowledging
You sent a lot
Of poems
And you
Keep on doing
These things
Repeatedly
For what
Crazy phenomenon
You can’t just
Simply stop
Missing breakfasts
Skipping snacks
Little sleep
No exercise
Canceled walks
Refused Parties
You are
Simply engaged
In nothing
But intellectual
Masturbation
Rubbing your
Brains against
The monitor
Self strangulation
Self beatings
Inflicting a
Punishment that
You do not deserve
That
you cannot
Explain yourself
Hey, hey
Is there anybody
There?
Is there
Anybody home?
Are you there?
Answer me
I am tired.
like one mashed potato
just mashed
uneaten
unliked
moldy
and will be thrown to the garbage can.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Let's Dance (feat. David Bowie)
LIVE DUET WITH DAVID BOWIE
(D. Bowie, J. Lee)
Producer: Terry Britten
Albums: Live In Europe (88)
Hey baby, won't you take a chance?
If you wanna, you can have a dance
Let's dance, let's dance
Do the twist and shout, mashed potato too
Any old dance that you wanna do
Let's dance, let's dance
Hey baby, now you're all alone
Hey baby, let me walk you home
Let's dance, let's dance
Do the twist and shout, mashed potato too
Any old dance that you wanna do
Let's dance, let's dance
Let's dance
Put on your red shoes and dance the blues
Let's dance
Dance to the song they're playing on the radio
Let's sway
While colour lights up your face
Let's sway
Sway through the crowd to an empty space
If you say run, I'll run with you
If you say hide, we'll hide
Watch my love for you
It would break my heart in two
If you should fall into my arms
And tremble like a flower
Let's dance
Let's dance
Let's dance, let's dance
Let's dance, let's dance
song performed by by Tina Turner
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Lets Dance
Live duet with david bowie
(d. bowie, j. lee)
Producer: terry britten
Albums: live in europe (88)
Hey baby, wont you take a chance?
If you wanna, you can have a dance
Lets dance, lets dance
Do the twist and shout, mashed potato too
Any old dance that you wanna do
Lets dance, lets dance
Hey baby, now youre all alone
Hey baby, let me walk you home
Lets dance, lets dance
Do the twist and shout, mashed potato too
Any old dance that you wanna do
Lets dance, lets dance
Lets dance
Put on your red shoes and dance the blues
Lets dance
Dance to the song theyre playing on the radio
Lets sway
While colour lights up your face
Lets sway
Sway through the crowd to an empty space
If you say run, Ill run with you
If you say hide, well hide
Watch my love for you
It would break my heart in two
If you should fall into my arms
And tremble like a flower
Lets dance
Lets dance
Lets dance, lets dance
Lets dance, lets dance
song performed by by Tina Turner
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Soul Almighty
[Bob Marley]
Hey happy people, this here is something new
I know you're gonna like it
So let me tell you what we're gonna do
Souls almighty [uh]
Don't you know we got the rhythm
Souls almighty [oh]
We are willing
Funky, Funky Chicken [ooh]
And the Mashed Potato
Do the Alligator
Let's do it together
Souls almighty
Do you dig me ya'll
Souls almighty, my soul is raw
[ooh-ee yeah]
Get yourself together
In any kind of weather
Things will be mighty better
If you get it together [witness]
Souls almighty [ooh]
Don't you know we got the rhythm
Souls almighty [exactly when baby]
[You're not with him]
Get yourself, yourself together
In any kind of weather [I'll come home baby]
Things will be mighty better
If we, if we get it together
Souls, don't you know we got the rhythm
Hit it brother
Souls Almighty
O' baby, when you're not with him
Funky, Funky Chicken
And the Mashed Potato [oh]
Do the Alligator
Do it together ya'll [uh]
Shocks of [mighty]
Souls and shocks, souls and shocks
We got, we got, we got the rhythm
Sing your song brother
My baby's with him, ooh
Get yourself together
In any kind of weather
Things will be mighty better
song performed by by Bob Marley
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Jumping Puddles
On a cool spring evening
saw cocooned young girl
skipping skipping skipping
while her mother’s blood
was dripping dripping dripping.
Not mashed
musky stench
stencil-plating
failure foetus
plastering out psyche
aberrant aborted spleen.
But razored edge
editing adult life.
Themes Of Domestic Violence!
See also ‘Spare The Rod’, ‘After Burn’ and ‘Male Myth Busters’.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Y... Garbage Man
Become a garbage man
Every day, just for a minute
Search for some litter
Pick up some garbage
Where ever you can
Don't stoop down.
Not good for the back
Just sit on your heels
Stay squatted and look up
It gives you a special perspective
Pick up a hand full
Walk to the bin
Not the nearest
The walking is exercise
Good for your body
So, become a garbage man
It can give you perspective
It is good for your body
It is good for the world
Just a hand full per day.
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Note:
Garbage men really deserve ou full respect.
I got the idea to write this piece when I was picking up a handful of garbage from the beach. I thought if there more people picking up garbage than people throwing garbage, littering would no longer be a problem.
I hope in this poem there is nothing disrespectful of garbage men. They really do a great job en deserve our respect as much as doctors and lawyers deserve our respect (as indicated in the comments by unwritten soul below)
poem by Aufie Zophy
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Acapella Ditty
Well a hello and a howdy
We're so very glad to see you.
And we're getting kinda rowdy
And we've got a lot to say
And we're going to try and do our very best to entertain you
And we hope you'll be delighted by the time you go away
And we are called by name, Oingo Boingo
And we're here just to entertain you
Make you laugh and maybe offened you
But we hope that you, will be happier than when you came because
It is more fun. Just relax, prepare to come undone.
Madness in large portions to serve you
Second helpings come wih mashed potatoes.
Wylee, weelie, wylee wailee (???) We are called the Oingo Boingo
Not Gazingo, or Gazongo or by any other name
And we'll punch you in the gizzard if you dare to call us Bingo
Cause we're called the Oingo Boingo
And it's simply not the same.
No it's simply not the same
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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Missing You
(bernadette cooper)
Everybodys got to cry sometime
I never understood the reason why
Suddenly the answer is so clear Im - missing you
Never thought that we would end this way
And if I only had three words to say
They would simply flow so easily, Im - missing you
Casa blanca and white orchids I sent to you
Just a symbol of hop that you still love me too
Im missing you baby
Im missing you honey
(Im missing you)
We cant be through
Im missing you
If I had a chance once again
Id approach us like a love song
So tenderly Id orchestrate us to be
(a sweet melody)
Sending you romantic cards to remind you of us
Just a token of to entice you to
Come back to love
Im missing you baby
Im missing you honey
(Im missing you)
A love so true
Im missing you darlin
(Im missing you)
Baby I will take the blame
So lets stop playing silly games
If it will bring you back to me
Baby Ill say that Im sorry
I will gladly sacrifice
To have you back in my life
Im beggin you honey please
Come back to me darlin
Everybodys got to cry sometimes
I never understood the reason why
The answer is so clear to me now
Im missing you baby
Im missing you honey
(Im missing you)
We cant be through
Im missing you
song performed by by Paula Abdul
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Missing you
Missing you is not easy, predictable the least. My mind tries to move on but my heart is in denial oblivious I can’t trust.
Missing you clouds my judgments of love, how can move on when I simply can’t, can I see you one last time, maybe just maybe my world can heal, simply basically be at ease.
Missing you ain’t easy, can barely sleep continuously unable to eat, and even dream, our love a day miskien a fantasy of iets.
Missing has ruined me, made me miss & disbelieve in love, I cannot even try to continue with moving on so please came back home.
Missing you has become my life, still trying in my mind to picture you as my wife, how can I live my life with you nowhere inside, I am dying inside, I still miss you by my side, but regardless I will love you for the rest of my life.
poem by Thato Maluleka
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Missing You Love
Missing you is not easy, predictable the least. My mind tries to move on but my heart is in denial oblivious I can’t trust it anymore.
Missing you clouds my judgments of love, how can I move on when I simply can’t ignore-ignore You & I, can I see you one last time, maybe just maybe my world can heal, simply basically be at ease.
Missing you ain’t easy, I can barely sleep continuously unable to eat, and even dream, our love a day miskien a fantasy of iets.
Missing has ruined me, made me miss & disbelieve in love, I cannot even try to continue with moving on so please came back home.
Missing you has become my life, still trying in my mind to picture you as my wife, how can I live my life with you nowhere inside, I am dying inside, I still miss you by my side, but regardless I will love you for the rest of my life.
poem by Thato Maluleka
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Missing Link
So there you are
The missing link of my life
I was having something
Blank in my mind
And things do not fit
Nothing fits to this “”it”
A square pig
In a hole,
A fish on a hill
A chicken on the sea
A snail in the city
A fan on the freezer
Me to nowhere
You somewhere
For a time I was walking
Without a direction
Without anything in my mind
Things simply do not fit
And there you are
Standing not looking also for
Something specific
And we found ourselves
We fit
We simply talk without bumps
In our throats
We simply enjoy each other’s company
You laugh at my jokes
And I like the way you talk
We fit, now we must live together
I am the thread to your needle’s eye
We fit, you and I
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Skin & Bone
Fat flabby annie was incredibly big
She weighed just about sixteen stone
And then a fake dietician went and put her on a diet
Now she looks like skin and bone.
Do the meditation and yoga
And shes thrown away the good food guide
And shes given up the alcohol and pizzas
And the pies and now she looks as if shes ready to die,
You cant see her walk by.
Dont eat no mashed potatoes,
Dont eat no buttered scones
Stay away from carbohydrates
Youre gonna look like skin and bone.
Living on the edge of starvation
And she says shes got no appetite
And her father and her mother
And her sisters and her brothers
Couldnt see her when she walked by
She looked like skin and bone.
Dont eat no mashed potatoes,
Dont eat no buttered scones
Stay away from carbohydrates
Youre gonna look like skin and bone.
She used to be so cuddly,
She used to be so fat,
But oh what a sin cos shes oh so thin
That she lost all the friends that she had,
She looks like skin and bone
If you look flabby
And you feel overweight,
And you wanna lose a couple of stone,
Take a crash course diet do your daily exercises
And youll look like skin and bone.
Come on rattle them bones,
Put your hands up to the ceiling,
Bend your hips and touch your toes,
Do your daily exercises,
Youre gonna look like skin and bone,
Dont eat no mashed potatoes, etc.
song performed by by Kinks
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Watching Everything Go And Leave
I let my emails accumulate like
Paper stacks
Unread. I just let them be themselves.
I let the hours pass away.
No questions asked. I let people go by
No reminders.
I let the roads take their curves and
Take their own travels.
I let things grow by themselves.
Above the sky expands.
Like a notebook, like a canvass.
I let the night come.
And be the mouth
To eat the stars out.
I let everyone arrive, and one by one
I let everyone go.
I let the wave come ashore and
Curl upon themselves and then
Disappear.
This is the season for just being myself.
They watch me and I watch them.
I take my deepest breath.
They let me go, I let them too.
This is not the time for reasoning.
This is just the time for simply watching.
This is the
Phenomenon.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Silver
Nirvana- Silver
Mom and dad went to a show
They dropped me off at Grandpa Joe's
I kicked and screamed, said please don't go
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Had to eat my dinner there
Mashed potatoes and stuff like that
I couldn't chew my meats too good
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
She said, well, don't you start your crying
Go outside and ride your bike
That's what I did, I killed my toe
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
After dinner, I had ice cream
I fell asleep and watched TV
I woke up in my mother's arms
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
I wanna be alone
song performed by by Nirvana
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Simply Alone
Simply alone as an angel cries
Becoming empty as all her
Hope hides
Simply alone she sits by a window
Bearing wishes of death to Un-fold
Hope lies
Simply alone with out her own home
Beside a story of healing worry
Simply alone and simply Un-known
Hope cries
Simply because she is simply alone
Hope hides hope lies hope cries does hope die?
Or does hope again try?
poem by Susan Covington
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Full Monty Medley
Youve done it all, youve broken every code
And pulled the rebel to the floor
You spoilt the game, no matter what you say
For only metal - what a bore!
Blue eyes, blue eyes, how come you tell so many lies?
Come up and see me, make me smile
Or do what you want, run on wild
Come up and see me, make me smile
Or do what you want, run on wild
Mr tom jones!
Baby take off your coat (tell em tom!)
Real slow
Baby take off your shoes
Ill help you take off your shoes
You give me reason to live
You give me reason to live
You give me reason to live
You give me reason to live
Well, you can leave your hat on
You can leave your hat on
Well, you can leave your hat on
You can leave your hat on
Well, you can leave your hat on
Leave it on, leave it on,
Leave it on, leave it on,
Leave it on, leave it on,
Leave it on,
You can leave your hat on - yeah.
One two three
One two three yeah
You gotta know how to pony
Like mony baronie.
Mashed potato,
Do the alligator.
Put your hand on your hip,
Let your backbone slip.
Do the watusi
Like your aunt lucy.
Na na na na na...
You gotta know how to pony
Like mony baronie.
You gotta mashed potato,
You gotta alligator.
Put your hand on your hip,
Let your backbone slip.
Do the watusi
Like your aunt lucy.
Na na na na na...
Yes!
Sing it with us now!
Na na na na na...
Long tall sally
Jump back in that alley babe
Put your hand on your hip,
Let your backbone slip
song performed by by Tom Jones
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The Full Monty Medley
Youve done it all, youve broken every code
And pulled the rebel to the floor
You spoilt the game, no matter what you say
For only metal - what a bore!
Blue eyes, blue eyes, how come you tell so many lies?
Come up and see me, make me smile
Or do what you want, run on wild
Come up and see me, make me smile
Or do what you want, run on wild
Mr tom jones!
Baby take off your coat (tell em tom!)
Real slow
Baby take off your shoes
Ill help you take off your shoes
You give me reason to live
You give me reason to live
You give me reason to live
You give me reason to live
Well, you can leave your hat on
You can leave your hat on
Well, you can leave your hat on
You can leave your hat on
Well, you can leave your hat on
Leave it on, leave it on,
Leave it on, leave it on,
Leave it on, leave it on,
Leave it on,
You can leave your hat on - yeah.
One two three
One two three yeah
You gotta know how to pony
Like mony baronie.
Mashed potato,
Do the alligator.
Put your hand on your hip,
Let your backbone slip.
Do the watusi
Like your aunt lucy.
Na na na na na...
You gotta know how to pony
Like mony baronie.
You gotta mashed potato,
You gotta alligator.
Put your hand on your hip,
Let your backbone slip.
Do the watusi
Like your aunt lucy.
Na na na na na...
Yes!
Sing it with us now!
Na na na na na...
Long tall sally
Jump back in that alley babe
Put your hand on your hip,
Let your backbone slip
song performed by by Tom Jones
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The poems I love
There are poems that I envy,
poems that I admire and respect,
poems that simply sing to me,
poems that I puzzle over…
but the poems I most love -
they may be jewelled and adorned
with adjectives and adverbs,
similes and metaphors, (but
they must be enlightening, relevant,
making mind and heart to expand
in sheer exhilaration)
or they may be so quietly, humbly carpentered
that they say, I’m simply here to serve you…
but they all say to me with
shining eyes, as if
the world made new in that moment,
‘Yes, I was there!
Join me there! ’
and their ‘there’ is here and now
and as great as the universe
and the heart that yearns.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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A face in the clouds
I looked up at the sky
all I could see were clouds
big ones like mashed potato.
One looked like a map
of the United Kingdom
another shaped like Spain.
But there amongst these
was a beautiful face
and it looked like you.
Was my mind playing tricks?
but I looked up again
and it was still there
all white and so clear.
This beautiful face in the sky
put there just for me
then it changed and it was gone
just like you.
poem by Kevin Halls
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Tell Me, Are You Tired
What do you do when youre down and out
Do you sit and sigh and wonder why
If the answer just comes right to you-ou
Its letting you know just what to do
Oh your ladys tired of you running around
And if you dont stop shell put you down
Says shes got good to gi-i-ive
All of her love and affection here
All you got to do is stop running around
Chorus: tell me, are you tired
Tell me, are you tired runnin around
Ooh oo-oo-oo-ooh
Tell me, are you tired
Running arou-ou-ou-ound, mm-mm
Tell me, are you tired
Tell me, are you tired pla-a-ay round town
Tell me, are you tired
Tell me, are you tired gettin down on the town
Stay at home, stay at home
Lady says she needs your love
It just cant come from up above
She doesnt want to be by herself
Says she wants you and no one else
Knows you bring home the bread
Thats half the plan, stay and hold her hand
You being home is surely missed
All she wants is you to hug and kiss
All you got to do is start
Stay at home
Chorus
song performed by by Santana
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It
TO Kiss it, and hug it, and touch it,
To stare at it, to slide my hands beneath it,
To make my lips touch it, and to rub my body against it,
To bring it to life with me, to undress it and caress it,
To kiss its all body with my tongue
To be above it at its center
Of its being,
To sleep with it and wake with it
After a night of love,
To be crazy with it,
To dance with it, and be with it, and leave all that I have
Because, all because of it,
To destroy family ties, and make enemies of all people
Because of it,
Because it is wholeheartedly delicious
Because I can be free
Because my whole being likes to be with it,
Because I am in love with it,
Because I can be whole
Because I can be complete
Simply because
I am not me today
I am
I am still going to be.
IT.
Just it, it cannot love me in return,
It just laughs
And cannot understand,
It is just it,
And it calls me simply
Not even with my name,
That I can die for it,
It
Simply calls me
IT.
It’s crazy, I know
But tell me what I can really do about
IT.
IT IS NOTHING.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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