Getting Old Graciously....
there was this old man bent to his
weaving mats and baskets,
and his wife too, as old as he is,
eighty or so,
gazes upon the patterns of colors
and shapes
both know, what grace and love have
made from out of them,
mellowed backbones, like bending flowers
to the setting sun
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Business
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Madseason - Bent
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If I fall along the way
pick me up and dust me off.
and if I get too tired to make it
be my breath so I can walk
If I need some other love
give me more than I can stand
and when my smile gets old and faded
wait around I'll smile again
shouldn't be so complicated
just hold me and then
just hold me again
can you help me I'm bent
I'm so scared that I'll never
get put back together
you're breaking me in
and this is how we will end
with you and me bent
If I couldn't sleep could you sleep
could you paint me better off
could you sympathize with my needs
I know you think I need a lot
I started out clean but I'm jaded
just phoning it in
just breaking the skin
can you help me I'm bent
I'm so scared that I'll never
get put back together
you're breaking me in
and this is how we will end
with you and me bent
start bending me
It's never enough
I feel all your pieces
start bending me
Keep bending me until I'm completely broken in
shouldn't be so complicated
just touch me and then
just touch me again
can you help me I'm bent
I'm so scared that I'll never
get put back together
you're breaking me in
and this is how we will end
with you and me bent
song performed by by Madness
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Love's Colors
Love's colors are not all just black and white
The color of love, different to all
The prism of color is best in fall
They can be seen even in the dark night
See what you wish, red, pink, yellow or grey
Bask in its light, it will make you quite warm
It comes in all shapes and takes any form
Choose one you love best, and ask it to stay
Love's color is soft violet to me
I've only seen it twice in my long life
It's the soft color I see around thee
Both times I made that color my dear wife
I'm alone again and I do feel free
I cut out love's colors, and stopped the strife
Petrarchan Sonnet
poem by J.B. LeBuert
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Bent
If I fall along the way
Pick me up and dust me off
And if I get too tired to make it
Be my breath so I can walk
If I need some other love
Give me more than I can stand
And when my smile gets old and faded
Wait around Ill smile again
Shouldnt be so complicated
Just hold me and then
Just hold me again
Can you help me Im bent
Im so scared that Ill never
Get put back together
Youre breaking me in
And this is how we will end
With you and me bent
If I couldnt sleep could you sleep
Could you paint me better off
Could you sympathize with my needs
I know you think I need a lot
I started out clean but Im jaded
Just phoning it in
Just breaking the skin
Can you help me Im bent
Im so scared that Ill never
Get put back together
Youre breaking me in
And this is how we will end
With you and me bent
Start bending me
Its never enough
I feel all your pieces
Start bending me
Keep bending me until Im completely broken in
Shouldnt be so complicated
Just touch me and then
Just touch me again
Can you help me Im bent
Im so scared that Ill never
Get put back together
Youre breaking me in
And this is how we will end
With you and me bent
Can you help me Im bent
Im so scared that Ill never
Get put back together
Youre breaking me in
And this is how we will end
With you and me bent
song performed by by Matchbox Twenty
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Bent
If I fall along the way
Pick me up and dust me off
And if I get too tired to make it
Be my breath so I can walk
If I need some other love
Give me more than I can stand
And when my smile gets old and faded
Wait around Ill smile again
Shouldnt be so complicated
Just hold me and then
Just hold me again
Can you help me Im bent
Im so scared that Ill never
Get put back together
Youre breaking me in
And this is how we will end
With you and me bent
If I couldnt sleep could you sleep
Could you paint me better off
Could you sympathize with my needs
I know you think I need a lot
I started out clean but Im jaded
Just phoning it in
Just breaking the skin
Can you help me Im bent
Im so scared that Ill never
Get put back together
Youre breaking me in
And this is how we will end
With you and me bent
Start bending me
Its never enough
I feel all your pieces
Start bending me
Keep bending me until Im completely broken in
Shouldnt be so complicated
Just touch me and then
Just touch me again
Can you help me Im bent
Im so scared that Ill never
Get put back together
Youre breaking me in
And this is how we will end
With you and me bent
Can you help me Im bent
Im so scared that Ill never
Get put back together
Youre breaking me in
And this is how we will end
With you and me bent
song performed by by Matchbox Twenty
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Patterns
Patterns all around you
Patterns everywhere
Patterns of behavior
Sometimes seem unfair
Can you recognize the patterns that you find?
Patterns unfamiliar
Patterns lead you through (to)
Patterns of discovery
Tracing out the clues
Can you recognize the patterns that you find?
Stuck in your mind
In this land where stability is hard to find
You can rearrange the patterns so unkind
Dont bother asking why a pattern never cries
Old patterns never die they just go on and on
Patterns multiplying
Re-direct our view
Endless variations
Make it all seem new
song performed by by Devo
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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On Mat Weaving
we gather the leaves of the buri palm
sort them and cut them to desired
width and lengths and dry them
and in time
weave them into mats
we make the designs and
dye them in colors
like birds and flowers and
houses by the mountains
and then when we are finished
after such a delicate and
tiring work
we look at these mats
and then we use them like
other useful items
we spread them on the floor
inside the house
or we spread them on the grass
under the tree
and then we sleep on them
and then we make our big dreams
or the small ones even
we relax on our own creations
perhaps just like
making poems
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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10 August 1995
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[C] Jonathan Robin written
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Bent
If I fall along the way
Pick me up and dust me off
And if I get too tired to make it
Be my breath so I can walk
And if I need some of your love again
Give me more than I can stand
When my smile gets old and faded
Wait around Ill smile again
Shouldnt be soom compilcated
Just hold me and then
Oh, just hold me again
Can, you help me
Im bent
Im so scared that Ill never
Get put back together
Keep breakinme in
And this is how we live
With you and me........
Bent
If I couldnt sleep
Could you sleep
Could paint me better off
Could you sympathize with my needs
I know you think I need alot
I started out clean
But Im jaded
Just phoning it in
Oh,just breakin my skin
Can,you help me
Im bent
Im so scared that Ill never
Get put back together
Keep breakin me in
And this is how we will live
With you and me.......
Bent
Start bending is never enough
Til I feel all your pieces
Start bending me
Keep bendin un...
Til Im completely broken in
Shouldnt be soon compilcated
Just touch me and then
Oh, just touch me again
Can you help me
Im bent
Im so scared that Im never
Get put back together
Keep breakin me in
And this how we will live
With you and me.....
Bent
Without out understanding
Hell Ill go there again
Can you help me
Im bent
Im so scared that Ill never
Get put back together
Yeah your breakin me in
And this is how we will live
With you and me.......
Bent
song performed by by Matchbox 20
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Glass Walls
Glass walls
Of the candy jar
Showing me the colors
Showing me the shapes
Just showing me...
Glass walls
Of the shopping mall
Showing me the colors
Showing me the shapes
Just showing me..
Glass walls
Of the computer screens
Showing me the colors
Showing me the smiles
Showing me the love
Even telling me... and nudging me...
It is only the glass... I can touch...!
poem by Rowving Smith
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Who Wants Love?
Gus kahn / franz waxman
Who wants love?
Love is a joy we borrow
Pay back in tears tomorrow
So who wants love?
Who wants love?
Something to fill your heart with
So very soon to part with
So who wants love?
Love is a dream of weaving
Moonbeams in patterns rare
Love is a child believing
Stories of castles in the air
So who wants love
Ill go away without it
I know too much about it
Who wants love
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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race In Retrospect
GRACE IN RETROSPECT
Beauty of raising sun at break of dawn
Forever can’t hold on after it is gone
Beauty of sun setting in to ocean in evening
At the night’s beginning is not forever holding
Beauty of blooming flowers in all different colors
Is only passing pictures before its time to wither
Only grace in retrospect
Beauty of changing seasons for nature’s good reasons
Is only temporary vision of life’s many illusions
Beauty of many events sweet and sad moments
Are only time’s sentiments of ascent and descent
Beauty of life’s birth on this mortal earth
Is faith of truth before time for death
Only grace in retrospect
poem by Mittur Ramprasad
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Grace In Retrospect
GRACE IN RETROSPECT
Beauty of raising sun at break of dawn
Forever can’t hold on after it is gone
Beauty of sun setting in to ocean in evening
At the night’s beginning is not forever holding
Beauty of blooming flowers in all different colors
Is only passing pictures before its time to wither
Only grace in retrospect
Beauty of changing seasons for nature’s good reasons
Is only temporary vision of life’s many illusions
Beauty of many events sweet and sad moments
Are only time’s sentiments of ascent and descent
Beauty of life’s birth on this mortal earth
Is faith of truth before time for death
Only grace in retrospect
poem by Mittur Ramprasad
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A Healthier Easter
This is the first Easter
No candy baskets will be here
But we had so many baskets
Each and every year.
The kids are older now
Candy they don’t want anymore
So this Easter the baskets sit empty
Behind the closet door.
Somehow I want the Easter Bunny here
Want those baskets filled with eggs so bright
But my teens want to be healthier
So they make sure that they eat right.
They forfeit sugar and junk
No more Peeps or a big chocolate bunny
But being without Easter Baskets on Easter
Seems to be very odd and funny.
So I am putting the word out
To the Easter Bunny in my town
That I don’t think the teens will mind
If you decide to come around.
Maybe you could leave some health bars
Perhaps some fruit and veggies too
And maybe you could put some books in there
Those things could still say “I love you”.
poem by Connie Webb
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A Picture Of Colors
A picture of colors
A purple forest of colors
A balloon of colors
A blue fantasy of colors
This is what our planet should be
A whirlwind of colors
A white world of colors
A resting place of colors
A red hideaway of colors
This is what it should look like
A ‘yes' world of colors
A yellow rainbow of colors
A graced hill of colors
A green meadow of colors
An overflowing basket of colors
An orange bowl of colors
This would be a perfect place
Man Made The Gun
Man made the gun a sado sexual machine
Its slaughter brings you to your knees
Man made the gun
Who is the person that is holding on
Whats in his mind where is he looking from
Isnt he the one we should be gazing on contemplating on
cos man made the gun
Man shapes the son
Man made the gun
While there is evil in this world
We try to save our boys and girls
Man made the bomb
That doesnt mean that we should turn them on
Or ever yearn him on
cos man made the gun
Man shapes the son
Man made it man made it
song performed by by Simply Red
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Walking Along The Road
Walking along the road one day, I saw a butterfly pass my way,
It's lovely pretty wings stretched out, I was hoping it'd stay;
It made me think of What the Lord had made years ago,
The colors of creation on his wings, was such a show.
Walking along the beach on summer's night,
As the sun was setting, the colors a delight;
From reds, to orange, blues then a purple to black,
It reminded me of creation, these colors came back.
As I slowly walked through the zoo one morn,
And saw the animals, a new elephant was born;
I admired all the sizes and shape of each one,
It reminded me of creation, when the work was done.
As I was walking past the cemetery and saw a cross,
I stopped to look at it, and remembered the loss,
The loss for a mother, and the disciples too,
And thank my Good Lord, for His great love so true.
poem by Margaret Haig
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07. Love, what is Love?
love, oh what is love?
flowers in so many shapes and hues
giving sweetness to butterflies and bees
in so many shapes and hues
in the field, a buzz, a joy, these insects
help create another world
another paradise, warm colourful flower garden
for lovers of the world
help spread cheers everywhere
with the sweetness the flowers
where the flowers are, the butterflies, the bees are
where there is love, joy spreads
wide as the field
just look at the butterflies and the bees
how they cheer up the field with their songs and dance
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Colors Of Life
See the colors of life
The colors of dreams
The colors of life
Wherever you go
Wherever you may go
Trust in hope, trust in your real friends
Planet colors alive, you hold it in your hands
Realize you have to open your eyes
And Ive learned everything has always two sides
You're not alone
The world is one family
You're not alone
Find your way to be free
You're not alone
Love is the hope to survive
You're not alone
See the colors of life
See the colors of life
See the colors of life
See the colors of dreams
They are wild and free
See the colors around
See the colors around
The colors you have found
See the colors of life
See the colors of life
The colors of dreams
The colors of life
The colors of life
The colors of dreams
The colors of life
There's a land, there's a place in your heart
Tolerance is the key to make a better start
I've been waiting for my lessons of life
And I've learned everything has always two sides
song performed by by DJ Bobo
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Coat Of Many Colors
back through the yearsi go wondering once again
back to the seasons of my youth
i recall a box of rags that someone gave us
and how my momma put the rags to use
there were rags of many colors and every piece was small
and i didn't have a coat and it was way down in the fall
momma sewed the rags together sewing every piece with love she made my coat of many colors that i was so proud of
as she sewed she told a story from the bible she had read
about a coat of many colors Josheph wore and then she said
perhaps this coat will bring you good luck and happiness
and i just couldn't wait to wear it and momma blessed it with a kiss
my coat of many colors that my momma made for me
made only from rags but i wore it so proudly
i know we had money but i was rich as i could be in my coat of many colors
my momma made for me
so with patches on my britiches holes in both my shoes
in my coat of many colors i hurried off to school
just to find the others laughing and a making fun of me
in my coat of many colors my momma made for me
and oh i couldn't understand for i felt i was rich
and i told them all the love my momma sewed in every stich
and i told them all the story momma told me while she sewed
and how my coat of many colors was worth more than all their clothes
but they didn't understand and i tried to make them see
one is only poor only if they choose to be
now i know we have no money but i was rich as i could be
in my coat of many colors momma made for me
made just for me
song performed by by Shania Twain
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Coat Of Many Colors
Back through the years
I go wonderin once again
Back to the seasons of my youth
I recall a box of rags that someone gave us
And how my momma put the rags to use
There were rags of many colors
Every piece was small
And I didnt have a coat
And it was way down in the fall
Momma sewed the rags together
Sewin every piece with love
She made my coat of many colors
That I was so proud of
As she sewed, she told a story
From the bible, she had read
About a coat of many colors
Joseph wore and then she said
Perhaps this coat will bring you
Good luck and happiness
And I just couldnt wait to wear it
And momma blessed it with a kiss
Chorus:
My coat of many colors
That my momma made for me
Made only from rags
But I wore it so proudly
Although we had no money
I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me
So with patches on my britches
Holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many colors
I hurried off to school
Just to find the others laughing
And making fun of me
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me
And oh I couldnt understand it
For I felt I was rich
And I told them of the love
My momma sewed in every stitch
And I told em all the story
Momma told me while she sewed
And how my coat of many colors
Was worth more than all their clothes
But they didnt understand it
And I tried to make them see
That one is only poor
Only if they choose to be
Now I know we had no money
But I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me
Made just for me
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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