I've Been Reading....
a lot, yes a lot,
i have never stopped reading
that is what they want
they want a mind
a very well read man
with a very sharp mind
for what purpose then?
it is not a sharp mind for sharp mind's sake
you know what i mean
it is a castle with a moat
a parapet with a sharp shooter guard
you know what i mean
what they need is someone they can use
and use so well
for their own ends... a sharp mind
which can shoot like a gun
and shoot rapidly and
accurately
to kill all the enemies of the family
one that can protect this clan
and protect it
so well, and not just that,
but one who can go beyond it
amass other people's wealth
twist arguments in the family's favor
oh yes, i read a lot
and have more knowledge and a deeper understanding
Papa died a long time ago
he lost his fortune and brother says
that i who has a sharper mind than him
shall recover
what we have lost...
and must take revenge
and take what is not ours, oh yes, and go beyond all those
rules
and go around them
and this is where
i surrender, something that i understand so well
and hence
cannot do
what i am being told to do.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Need A Sure Thing
You are a razor blade
You are precision-cut
You are a stare sharp as the tack in my eye?
At rest in my veins
[Your pulse in my neck?]
As sharp-edged as questions the time I have left
And so you are on my mind.
I need a burning stake
I need a piercing dart
I need something as hot as it is sharp
And I need to bleed
I need to burn
I need a sure thing
I need a sure thing
And you are a mystery to me
You are a paper bird
Folded and folded and creased
And bent and shaped from a five dollar bill
It's priceless to me
And never spent
It hangs from a ceiling fan over my bed
And so you are on my mind
song performed by by Dashboard Confessional
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Just before the Harvest
That day stands sharp in focus
Whenever it's called to mind;
A peaceful Sunday Morning,
just before the Harvest time.
They held a picnic benefit
Each year on public land
For the Widows and the Orphans
Of the firefighters clan
.
All gladly paid to enter
and bought chance books besides.
The old men brought their families
The young men brought their brides.
Bouncing on the rides and slides
erected for them here-
The children had the best of times
as their mothers hovered near.
The men were cooking barbecue,
Tossing footballs, drinking beers
You'd recognize their names-
because you hear them once a year.
The day was nearly cloudless
Seldom was the sky so blue.
Who knew so many would be lost
before that week was through.
Within two days too many here
were cut down in their prime.
Betrayed by poor equipment-
They could not escape in time.
But I, permitted to grow old,
remain to testify
about the courage of my friends-.
so that their memory never dies.
That day is sharp in focus
Whenever it's called to mind;
A peaceful Sunday Morning,
just before the Harvest time.
My Brother-in –law is an active member of the F.D.N.Y. and on Sunday, September 9,2001 we joined with his family to attend a picnic held on Staten Island. It was a charity event designed to raise funds for the Widows and Orphans of Firefighters who had answered the last alarm.
I am often asked if I lost friends in the World Trade Center. My answer is that we all did.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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In the white collar
In the white collar
Of the lowly sparrow
Puts me to mind of the priest
And the flying nun
I use to watch on b & w t v
T V outs me to mind
Patty Duke
And the twins
My sister and brother
Family raised in a cruel year
My brother puts me to mind
Of the men I call family
The gays met at the bar
The bar puts me to mind
Of the men I took home
Just for once for a night of joy
Joy puts me to mind
Of the time I expressed with setime puts me to mind
That now I am old
And self assured
In the way I go.
poem by David E. Patton
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Look Sharp
Big shot, tell you what
Tell me what goes on around here
Go on and get me in the corner
Smoke my cigarettes and drink my beer
Tell me that this world is no place for the weak
Then you can look me in the eye
And tell me if you see a trace of fear
You gotta look sharp
You gotta look sharp
And you gotta have no illusions
Just keep going your way looking over your shoulder
Okay, what you say
Tell me what theyre wearing this year
Go on and laugh at me cause you dont see
That I got something going right here
Say Im just a dreamer
Say Im just a kid
Well ace, shut your face
Maybe you will see or hear
You gotta look sharp
You gotta look sharp
And you gotta have no illusions
Just keep going your way looking over your shoulder
Big shot, thanks a lot
Gotta go its getting late
I got a date with my tailor now
Thanks for putting me so straight
Tell me how they run the crime down every street
But check your watch and wallet now
Before I go and youre too late
You gotta look sharp
You gotta look sharp
And you gotta have no illusions
Just keep going your way looking over your shoulder
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Heart Of The Sunrise
(jon anderson/chris squire/bill bruford)
Love comes to you and you follow
Lose one on to the heart of the sunrise
Sharp-distance
How can the wind with its arms
All around me
Lost on a wave and then after
Dream on on to the heart of the sunrise
Sharp-distance
How can the wind with so many around me
Lost in the city
Lost in their eyes as you hurry by
Counting the broken ties they decide
Love comes to you and then after
Dream on on to the heart of the sunrise
Lost on a wave that youre dreaming
Dram on on to the heart of the sunrise
Sharp-distance
How can the wind with its arms all around
Me
Sharp-distance
How can the wind with so many around me
I feel lost in the city
Lost in their eyes as you hurry by
Counting the broken ties they decided
Straightt light moving and removing
Sharpness of the colour sun shine
Straight light searching all the meanings
Of the song
Long last treatment of the telling that
Relates to all the words sung
Dreamer easy in the chair that really fits
You
Love comes to you and then after
Dream on on to the heart of the sunrise
Sharp-distance
How can the sun with its arms all around
Me
Sharp-distance
How can the wind with so many around me
I feel lost in the city
song performed by by Yes
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Heart Of The Sunrise
(jon anderson/chris squire/bill bruford)
Love comes to you and you follow
Lose one on to the heart of the sunrise
Sharp-distance
How can the wind with its arms
All around me
Lost on a wave and then after
Dream on on to the heart of the sunrise
Sharp-distance
How can the wind with so many around me
Lost in the city
Lost in their eyes as you hurry by
Counting the broken ties they decide
Love comes to you and then after
Dream on on to the heart of the sunrise
Lost on a wave that youre dreaming
Dram on on to the heart of the sunrise
Sharp-distance
How can the wind with its arms all around
Me
Sharp-distance
How can the wind with so many around me
I feel lost in the city
Lost in their eyes as you hurry by
Counting the broken ties they decided
Straightt light moving and removing
Sharpness of the colour sun shine
Straight light searching all the meanings
Of the song
Long last treatment of the telling that
Relates to all the words sung
Dreamer easy in the chair that really fits
You
Love comes to you and then after
Dream on on to the heart of the sunrise
Sharp-distance
How can the sun with its arms all around
Me
Sharp-distance
How can the wind with so many around me
I feel lost in the city
song performed by by Yes
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I Belong To The Past/ My Mind Is An Old Mind
I BELONG TO THE PAST/ MY MIND IS AN OLD MIND
I belong to the past-
My mind is an old mind-
Books not tweets,
Songs which sing
Not rages which talk.
My mind is an old mind-
I live in the long readings of distance days-
When lost in books
I dreamed life
Greater than any I had yet known-
I belong to the past
My mind is an old mind-
I have lived many many years
And the book of my own life
So much less than what I read of others
And dreamed for myself once-
I belong to the past
My mind is an old man
Yet like a fool
I still believe
Some day somehow once
There will be
The book of my life
Others will read.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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How I wish to be Read
quiet as mountain top lodge
ears a thousand miles off
heart in the calm of autumn lake
eyes sharp as a lawnmower
and a mind, a mind, active and
alert as a night tiger out to hunt
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Always On My Mind/in My House
(thompson/james/christopher/tennant/lowe)
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Maybe I didnt treat you quite as good as I should
Maybe I didnt love you quite as often as I could
Little things I shouldve said and done, I never took the time
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
Maybe I didnt hold you all those lonely, lonely times
And I guess I never told you, Im so happy that youre mine
If I made you feel second best, Im so sorry, I was blind
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
Tell me, tell me that your sweet love hasnt died
Give me one more chance to keep you satisfied
Satisfied
Little things I shouldve said and done, I never took the time
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
Tell me, tell me that your sweet love hasnt died
Give me one more chance to keep you satisfied
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
You were always in my house
(you were always)
(always)
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You were always on my mind, its true
I never thought of anyone else but you
You were on my mind and in my dreams
I should have stopped to make you see
You were always...
(you were always)
I worked so hard, I thought you knew,
My love, I did it all for you
I never really had the time
I guess you couldnt read my mind
You were always...
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You were always on my mind
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You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
Maybe I didnt treat you quite as good as I should
Maybe I didnt love you quite as often as I could
Maybe I didnt hold you all those lonely, lonely times
And I guess I never told you, Im so happy that youre mine
(maybe I didnt love you...)
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Tao
The Tao that be can talked about or
Put into words is not the Eternal Tao.
Tao cannot be held, only experienced.
Tao cannot be touched, only felt.
Tao cannot be seen, but only glimpsed with the inner eye.
Tao is an elusive word,
Meaning much more than can be explained.
Tao also called the Law or the Way Or simply All That Is.
Tao then, is the Way, as in direction, manner, source,
Destination, Purpose, and Process.
Those who seek for and follow the Tao are strong of body,
clear of mind and sharp of sight and hearing.
They do not load their mind with anxieties, and
flexible in their adjustment to external conditions.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Leaves In The Wind
I'm no longer at the top of my mind.
'…only the best that he can be.'
I bumped my head. I'm getting old.
No longer sharp. My humor's flat.
But that's ok. I'll play my hand.
I'll win this game;
that's even if the game and score
are merely settings in my mind.
poem by Rick Stokes
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Nightmare
Here I lay,
Laying in bed thinking,
I close my eyes and fall asleep,
Here I am,
In a car listening to music,
In the car I look around to see 3 others,
My Mother, Brother, and Father,
We are all laughing,
And then it happened,
A light as bright as the sun apeared,
I quickly closed my eyes,
A loud bang followed it,
I open my eyes,
I feel a sharp pain run through my right arm and a pinch in my right foot,
I continue to look around,
The car was fliped over on to its top,
A fear runs through my mind,
A man came running up to the car,
He asked if any one was alive,
I anwsered,
I was the only one that responed,
He quickly removed me from the car,
I was asking to just leave me,
He just ignored me,
I then began to plead for him to leave me,
He refused,
I asked him why,
Why he just can't leave me,
All I just wanted was to be left with me family,
Sirens were growing louder and louder,
I then fell asleep as the man carried me away,
I awake in a hospital bed,
The man that saved my life entered the room,
He introduced himself to me,
He said his name was Adam,
He then proceeded to tell me my family died in the crash,
All thoughts ran through my mind,
But the main one that stayed was the thought of never seeing my little brother again,
Tears came to my eyes,
I wept and wept,
I awake in a bed,
My little brother was jumping up and down on it,
I could smell my mom's food cooking,
I get up out of my bed and go down stares with my little brother,
We all sat at the table,
Mom, Dad, Brother, and myself,
We all seem so happy,
I was relived that it was just a nightmare.
poem by Janessa Beitler
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Shock To My System
So there I stood, square on my side of the great divide
A message came across a void
And for the first time in my life
Im awake, Im alive
I thought I was immune to this
til I felt the static charges in the air
I touch you, youre a live wire
Youre the raw fire burning in my heart
And it took me by surprise, thats no lie
You know you are, you are a sharp, shock to my system
A spark, a real shock
You know you are, you are a sharp, shock to my system
You start I cant stop
You taught me how to listen, shock to my system
My soul, my skin, you plug me in
And all of my pain is gone just like it never was
For the first time in my life I know what I feel
Now every time we touch Im caught off my guard
Thats no lie
You know you are, you are a sharp, shock to my system,
A spark, a real shock
You know you are, you are a sharp, shock to my system
You start I cant stop
You taught me how to listen shock to my system
Shock to my system
Shock to my system
You know you are, you are a sharp, shock to my system
You start I cant stop...
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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The sword the body wounds, sharp words the mind.
Rekindle
To rekindle her love with the love of my muse and,
To rekindle her spirit with the love of my mind;
Sharp to the words and lovely to her heart,
And to spot the difference when taking care of her.
I still have feelings for her and,
Her body matters much to me when the night falls;
But i need to have money on this purpose,
Because it was blur yesterday when i have to live for today!
Try to rebalance yourself after the fall with your mind,
And like extolling the virtues of the individual;
But i will rekindle my love towards you always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Keep your blood clean, your body lean, and your mind sharp.
quote by Henry Rollins
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Inside This Boat...
paddle your way
take the boat
do not mind the
waves of this sea
focus on the
coconut island
where the women
are dancing
where the men
are drinking wine
let your hands
be strong
your mind as sharp
as your spear
let your patience
be like the sun
let yourself be open
like an edgeless
horizon
paddle your way
into the waters of fate
out there
after this darkness
the kindness of light
and the opulence of
air
wait for you...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Knives and vessals
Knives must be sharp and the vessels, blunt
For the kitchen maid’s comforts.
Hire the sharp people to deliver
And have fools around to adore.
25.05.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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If the quickness of the mind and the fluency of the tongue are too punctilious and sharp, moderate them in your activity and rest.