Imagination
roof houses
in a row with
snowtops
trees budding
leaves
meteors merely
passing by
a group of stars
rumor
mongering along
a lonely street
lights singing
light
parks with empty
benches
children huddled
in schools
mothers frying eggs
and fathers
repairing broken
promises at the
barn
golden spread of
wheat and
hay at the stacks
nothing real for
that matter
these are all
imaginations of the
mind
which was never
there in the
first place.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Imaginations Real
Voices across all the nation,
Echo in my mind.
In the streets,
In the factories,
In the towns.
Living out what imagination made real.
Got to leave the old world behind,
Use a fantasy,
Imagination is real.
Chorus
Im so much in love,
I cant explain,
Imaginations real.
Build your dreams,
And make them strong,
Lmaginations real.
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real.
No solution,
Hatred,
Fear of whats to come.
Dont cry,
Cant you feel it inside,
Cant you see its the only way it can be.
For our past has left us alone,
With a cold reality,
Imagination made real.
Chorus
If you use a dream
To change a mind,
Then imaginations real.
Think with your heart,
And you will see,
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real.
song performed by by Kinks
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Children Need Their Fathers
The mothers are now saying,
Their children need their fathers.
But weren't they they ones,
Who kept the fathers away?
And had the law hunt them down...
After having the courts chase they,
With warnings to keep their distance...
From these same children,
The mothers are saying...
Need their fathers!
And the fathers...
Who have discovered a peace of mind,
Are no longer trying to find excuses...
Why their fatherless children,
Seem to be out of their minds.
No matter who tries,
To blame their lack of discipline...
With no respect to others to show or give,
And put this on their shoulders...
To claim this is a reaction to their absence.
People who make decisions with ignorance,
Are always guaranteed to put their activities...
In the path of someone else to fault and shame!
'How many children raised by their mothers,
Compared to those raised by their fathers...
Have issues of discipline?
Or sit in prisons?
As a direct result of those who have created,
This statistic...
As if it had developed on its own!
Like hunger, homelessness and racism.'
~Excuse me?
I think you are looking for the excelerated classrooms.
You've stepped into a remedial one,
By mistake.~
'I'm sorry.
I was getting eye contact.
And immediately I thought they were paying attention.
Where are the excelerated classrooms? '
~Up those stairs, take a right...
And they will be the ones,
Where the light is shining bright.
You will not miss them.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lonely Street
(carl belew/w.s. stevenson/kenny sowder)
Im looking for that lonely street
Ive got a sad sad tale to tell
I need a place to go and weep
Wheres this place called lonely street
A place where theres just loneliness
Where dim lights bring forgetfulness
Where broken dreams and memories meet
Wheres this place called lonely street
Perhaps upon that lonely street
Theres someone such as i
Who came to bury broken dreams
And watch an old love die
A place where theres just loneliness
Where dim lights bring forgetfulness
Where broken dreams and memories meet
Wheres this place called lonely street
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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The Spectator....
everyday the fathers escort their kids to school in this place where i live
fronting my house where the kindergarten school is built
the fathers talk a lot while waiting and i am listening as the distance is
just near the window where i sit and observe where i keep on writing a lot of
stories and whatever is coming inside my brain...
the talk travels on their orbits in circular fashion without a specific direction
just passing the hours consuming every minute while waiting
then the bell rings and the kids go out from their rooms rushing to the arms of
their fathers who pick them up and put them on their seats on the motorcycle
it is 12 noon
the motorcycles one by one leaves the place and proceeds to their houses
this happens every day except during Saturdays and Sundays where the place
is so silent and empty except for the rustle of some leaves that fall from
the mahogany trees on windy days
which is not always
i am faithful to this scenery.
i am the spectator watching the fullness and emptiness of some days
figuring out
relevance.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Heartbreak Hotel
Since my baby left me
I found a new place to dwell
Down at the end of lonely street at heartbreak hotel
I get so lonely baby
I get so lonely
I get so lonely I could die
Although its always crowded
I still can find some room
Where those broken hearted lovers
Cry away their gloom, oh!
I get so lonely
I get so lonely
Get so lonely I could die
Bellhops tears keep flowing
Desk clerk dressed in black
They been so long on lonely street
They aint never comin back
I get so lonely
I get so lonely
Get so lonely I could die
If your baby leaves you
And you have a tale to tell
Just take a walk
Down lonely street to heartbreak hotel
I get so lonely baby
I get so lonely
I get so lonely I could die
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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What Is A Barn?
A barn is many things-
A barn is a fun place
To run, romp, and play.
It is also a place of refuge,
On hot or stormy days.
A barn is a storage place
For all your tools, grain, and hay.
It is also a place to unwind,
When you have had a tough day.
A barn becomes God's sanctuary,
When you begin to pray
It is also a place of work,
When work is needing done.
A barn is a place
Where freindships can be made
It is also a place
Where new life is born.
A barn is a place
To try with all your might
And finally when its doors are closed,
'Tis safety from the night.
A barn is a place for horses,
And it is a place for cows
A barn is also a hayloft,
Full of little meows
A barn is the Inn
Where our Savior was born
God, our Savior,
Christ, our Lord.
A barn is a work place,
A barn is a play place
A barn is a great place
A barn is a training ring...
A barn is..
Well, when it comes right
Down to it,
A barn is everything!
poem by Macy Dvirnak
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Spring's Best of Show
The set is ready and everything is fine
the weather is perfect and so divine
The media is waiting holding their breath
The flowers of spring will show their best
It's spring time and the colors stands out from all the rest
Mothers are walking their strollers in the parks
From mouths of mothers and babes alike
There comes a chorus of oohs and aahs
The sunlight glows and flowers will grow
Spring time is showing its best of show
The colors are everywhere standing out
Beauty in nature there is not doubts
Children are playing and singing songs
The family picnic is coming on real strong
The trees are greening and the plants are growing tall
Soon more will add to this bountiful affair
Summer this year will be such a wonderful time
Baseball and games to the children's delight
With the dance of colors to start off the show
Spring is here and see all the colors so dear
So come on out to the gardens and parks and cheer! ! !
poem by Michael Brock
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Heartbreak Hotel (feat. Kim Carnes)
(Duet with Kim Carnes) Written by: Mae Boren Axton, Tommy Durden, Elvis Presley
Now, since my baby left me
I've found a new place to dwell
Down at the end of lonely street
At Heartbreak Hotel
I get so lonely, baby, I get so lonely
I get so lonely, I could die
Although it's always crowded
You still can find some room
For broken hearted lovers
To cry away their gloom
I get so lonely, baby, I get so lonely
I get so lonely, I could die
The bell hop's tears keep flowing
The desk clerk's dressed in black
They've been so long lonely street
They will never go back
I get so lonely, baby, I get so lonely
I get so lonely, I could die
So if your baby leaves you and you have a tale to tell
Just take a walk down lonely street to Heartbreak Hotel
I get so lonely, baby, I get so lonely
I get so lonely, I could die
song performed by by Neil Diamond
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Heartbreak Hotel
(duet with kim carnes) written by: mae boren axton, tommy durden, elvis presley
Now, since my baby left me
Ive found a new place to dwell
Down at the end of lonely street
At heartbreak hotel
I get so lonely, baby, I get so lonely
I get so lonely, I could die
Although its always crowded
You still can find some room
For broken hearted lovers
To cry away their gloom
I get so lonely, baby, I get so lonely
I get so lonely, I could die
The bell hops tears keep flowing
The desk clerks dressed in black
Theyve been so long lonely street
They will never go back
I get so lonely, baby, I get so lonely
I get so lonely, I could die
So if your baby leaves you and you have a tale to tell
Just take a walk down lonely street to heartbreak hotel
I get so lonely, baby, I get so lonely
I get so lonely, I could die
song performed by by Neil Diamond
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Lonely Children
You go where the wind blows, leading the life you chose
Your destination remains unknown
No one to help you, nobody cares about you
Youre looking for someplace you can call home
Lonely children on the run
Lonely children need someone
Too many questions, you need to answer to them
Your information is so incomplete
You seek directions, you would be lost without them
Dont let them find you lying in the street
Lonely children on the run
Lonely children, lonely, need someone
Someone to talk to
Someone who cares
Someone who listens
Is anyone there?
They may detest you, someday they may arrest you
They stop at nothing to hold you down
You need to be free, but will they ever let you?
They wont be happy till you leave town
Lonely children on the run, run on the run
Lonely children need someone, need someone
Lonely children in the night, cant see the light
Lonely children need a guiding light, dont forget
Lonely children all alone
Lonely children have no home
Lonely children on the run
Hope someday therell be someone
Lonely, lonely children
song performed by by Foreigner
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Heartbreak Hotel
Well, since my baby left me,
I found a new place to dwell.
It's down at the end of lonely street
at Heartbreak Hotel.
You make me so lonely baby,
I get so lonely,
I get so lonely I could die.
And although it's always crowded,
you still can find some room.
Where broken hearted lovers
do cry away their gloom.
You make me so lonely baby,
I get so lonely,
I get so lonely I could die.
Well, the Bell hop's tears keep flowin',
and the desk clerk's dressed in black.
Well they been so long on lonely street
They ain't ever gonna look back.
You make me so lonely baby,
I get so lonely,
I get so lonely I could die.
Hey now, if your baby leaves you,
and you got a tale to tell.
Just take a walk down lonely street
to Heartbreak Hotel
song performed by by Guns N' Roses
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Mistrust
The mistrust spread over the world
Where does it first unfurl
From what cocoon does it uncurl
Do fathers mistrust mothers
Do mothers mistrust fathers
Do fathers mistrust sons
Do mothers mistrust daughters
Do we trust our own selves
If trust is not found at home
If mistrust is the legacy of home
Then what hope have we
That trust will be
Born into this place
Love of self and self alone
Brings to us this bone of mistrust
And enfleshes to its birth.
7/5/2009
poem by Claude H Oliver II
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Lovely Nature
roots making love
to nearby roots
tight and intertwined
trees budding
leaves lush
trunks like steel
like man
in his twenties
clouds are flirting
treetops are reaching
for little ecstasies
like rain finally
bursting
to mountains parched
hungry for water
heavy rain
flooding the rivers
like multiple orgasm
of a woman
lightning and thunder
like beds creaking
and short circuits
of emotions
then follows the calm of
the night
on contented sleeping
cicadas
the night is pregnant
with stories
twilight breaks in tears
for the rumor mongering
and talkative
days.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Heartbreak Hotel
(words & music by mae b. axton - tommy durden - elvis presley)
Well, since my baby left me,
I found a new place to dwell.
Its down at the end of lonely street
At heartbreak hotel.
You make me so lonely baby,
I get so lonely,
I get so lonely I could die.
And although its always crowded,
You still can find some room.
Where broken hearted lovers
Do cry away their gloom.
You make me so lonely baby,
I get so lonely,
I get so lonely I could die.
Well, the bell hops tears keep flowin,
And the desk clerks dressed in black.
Well they been so long on lonely street
They aint ever gonna look back.
You make me so lonely baby,
I get so lonely,
I get so lonely I could die.
Hey now, if your baby leaves you,
And you got a tale to tell.
Just take a walk down lonely street
To heartbreak hotel.
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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So Many Silences
it is no longer that question
whether one is happy or not
it is a matter of just meeting moments
using the eye
feeling those hands
and then as usual making goodbyes
it is a routine repeating one after the other
meanings rubbing elbows with other elbows
useless chatter empty promises rolling stones
nothing mossy temporary wetness
sunny days cool shades eyeopening
nothing pleading
washing out letting go
social cliches drained brains
broken hearts repairing visions
living more making more beginnings
candle lights and then the pretenses of
so many silences.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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On A Thin String
A tree with leaves helps all us breathe.
And they wont be obsolete,
In our lifetime.
Not in yours or mine.
But there are those who choose conflict,
To destroy what does exist.
In our lifetime.
Yours and mine.
Mighty is a kite that flies high in the sky.
On a thin string to delight imaginations...
And,
Some believe they have the right to turn off lights.
No matter where they are...
They think they made the Earth and stars.
A tree with leaves helps all us breathe.
And they wont be obsolete,
In our lifetime.
Not in yours or mine.
But there are those who choose conflict,
To destroy what does exist.
In our lifetime.
Yours and mine.
Mighty is a kite that flies high in the sky.
On a thin string to delight imaginations...
And,
Some believe they have the right to turn off lights.
No matter where they are...
They think they made the Earth and stars.
Oh and,
Mighty is a kite that flies high in the sky.
On a thin string to delight imaginations...
And,
Some believe they have the right to turn off lights.
No matter where they are...
They think they made the Earth and stars.
And on a thin string,
Imagine if all life broke apart!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Divided World
Empty streets of desolation
Boarded up houses standing alone
Factory buildings padlocked and empty
Forgotten men recalling better times
Times when they had a future
a job, some money to spare
Engineers and skilled workers
Head bowed and forlorn
Lining up for their pennies
Families dreading an empty Christmas
Mothers mending worn out clothes
Kids sensing their parents fears
Lonely hearts on lonely corners
their immortality dancing away
seeking bread, soup and comfort
Grey faces staring at a grey sky
seeking a glimmer through the gloom
proud nations standing alone
University leavers sweeping roads
with broken promises and no hope
education, disillusion, desolation
These are the barren years
and the world has turned
Please peace try again
poem by SPC Kellaway
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Fallen, Empty, And Broken
fallen soldier
fallen sky
fallen angel
from on high
fallen heartache
fallen soul
fallen man
losing control
empty bed
empty arms
empty dreams
empty heart
empty wallet
empty hands
cant take nothin'
from an empty man
broken promises
broken vows
broken spirit
wont allow
broken fences
broken lives
broken tomorrows
broken nights
fallen, empty, and broken
every road is the same
bent, bruised, and shaken
still numb from the pain
now you dont answer
when i call out your name
fallen, empty, and broken
walking in the rain...
fallen, empty, and broken...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Empty Old Houses
Empty Old Houses
Empty old houses can talk…
But one must know how to listen…
to hear them
Empty old houses have stories…
But one must be eager to listen…
to hear them
Empty old houses can suffer..
But one must have empathy …
To feel it
Empty old houses can feel pain
But one must be able to bear it …
To feel it
Empty old houses have memories
But one must believe … that they have…
To share them
Empty old houses contain people’s lives
But one must believe…that they do…
To share them
Empty old houses can seem dead and deserted
But one must know that they’re not..
To know them
Empty old houses can teem with life’s pleasures
But one must walk through
to sense the aura of life
Empty old houses abound in life’s treasures
But one cannot help but…
To admire them
poem by David Whalen
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A Contrast
outside there is this old brown short dog barking
to a stranger
three motorbikes are making a lot of noise
on the city street
some children, one bigger than the other two small children
look like they are quarelling over some toys
the trees ligning the road are pruned and some stacks
of leaves are left to dry
on this hot noonday
then a brownout: the computer shuts down
blipping and blipping for a warning to save
your last poem
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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