Long Poems Do Not Entice Me
first, i have other more
important things to do.
second, i do not have
to think some more
third, the short ones
are crisp, without much
words they already tell
me what is its world.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The most important things are the hardest things to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them — words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they're brought out. But it's more than that, isn't it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you've said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while you were saying it. That's the worst, I think. When the secret stays locked within not for want of a teller, but for want of an understanding ear.
quote by Stephen King
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Let Their Be Disorder
i have too much of order,
things folded, dust vacuumed, cars shining
like mirrors, i have too much of all these,
crisp, and thin, and smooth,
silk, and confidentialities in the vault,
i am numb, i am tired of all these
orderly things. They kill me.
I like this wantoness, this scampering,
this scattering of everyting i have,
for they are all dangerous. I like
to see my smile get crooked.
Knees that waggle. Hands that
tremble. I have much of the protection.
I am weakened by all these
securities. I am too crispy for
the world and the world does not
like me.
The world is a disorder.
Let it love me that way.
I am too crispy, and crisp
is lonely. I like to have crispy
wings and move away from
here. Today.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Messages
Must a poet's word bring forth
a liturgy of high ideals?
Or is it just as important
to speak of how one feels?
Ideals are what we reach for.
We mostly come up short,
but still the reaching's important
which we never should abort.
Still my poet's mind must care
and create the scenes I see,
the world in pain that's everywhere
must be penned by me.
All cannot be rosy
although I wish it were.
And so these words I offer you
make me a messenger.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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18 Definitions Of A Short Poem
1) A short poem
Saves time,
2) A short poem
Saves time
For its reader, also.
3) A short poem is over
Before its read.
4) A short poem
Can be swiftly reread.
5) A short poem
Is a lightning flash.
6) A short poem
Is one metaphor only.
7) A short poem
Is less than nine words.
8) A short poem
Opens ones eyes
In the morning.
9) A short poem
May be a short prayer.
10) A short poem
May be a poem of a single word.
11) Poem.
12) A short poem
A small play on words.
13) A short poem
May be a single sentence.
14) A short poem is shorter
Than the definition of it.
15) It breaks up the icy sea within.
16) A chill down the spine.
17) There is no end
To making definitions of the short poem.
18) A short poem in Hebrew
Is shorter than than the same poem in English.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The most important things are the hardest things to say. They are the things you get ashamed of because words diminish your feelings - words shrink things that seem timeless when they are in your head to no more than living size when they are brought out.
quote by Stephen King
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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This Boy's Life
in the picture the life of the boy
is pronounced, short and
not exactly sweet
sometimes God cuts
his tongue into things
and the unspoken
comes through;
terse, crisp, exact
and awesome
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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October Air
Cool and crisp October
Seizes my memory.
I can never forget…
Trees cut out to make a clearing,
Just enough shelter to guard our friendship.
Everyday was spent there.
It became our lives.
Away from the schoolyard drama,
The yelling of our parents-
It was a whole, separate life,
Without worry.
It was a place that belonged to us,
A place where we belonged.
Whatever names we were called,
Whatever trouble we had made,
Was left at the door.
Those things were not important inside.
We were ourselves.
We were best friends, with nothing to hide
And nothing to offer,
But ourselves.
October again now, still as cool and crisp.
Just enough frost to bring a tear to my eye.
I long to go back there,
But it would never feel the same.
poem by Leslie Kavanagh
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Imaginary
The imaginary power takes over the world, and the people in it.
Making minute things important, and important things unnecessary.
And so the world turns.
The imaginary status places and artificial happiness over the world, and the people in it.
Creating avoidable conflicts to arise at new magnitudes.
And so the world turns.
The imaginary wealth controls the world, and the people in it.
Presenting new desirable ideas to replace the already insufficient ones.
And so the world turns.
The imaginary need drives selfishness in the world, and the people in it.
Allowing happiness, fear, and lust to lead their lives.
And so the world turns.
This world is unfortunately not imaginary,
Going day to day with imaginary things at the center of the lives of all.
Soon the world will no longer turn.
poem by Kaitlin Schmidt
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Make Their Day
People grasp for money,
but forget the important things.
The joy found within someone’s smiling eyes.
The laughter that makes one’s heart sing.
These are the fundamental things,
which makes each of us go on.
The simple and homely things
that we all can do.
If we see someone in sadness
lets make them smile a little bit.
It doesn’t cost anything
just to say a few funny words.
Words cost nothing to say.
Therefore, if you see someone in dismay
comfort them with your words
and make their day.
26 May 2009
poem by David Harris
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Hi... Bye...
hi
one syllable,
two letters, it makes the difference
of being here and
you being there,
hi
and i say hi too to you
crisp, too short, reserved,
as we both wonder what next to say
what is the possibility of
another letter, or word, or perhaps
an incomplete sentence will do the trick
of what that rest must follow...
hi.... and i fall short of meaning and i write...
bye.
three letters
one syllable, sad and
indifferent
it could have asked for some more
but you know
it cannot.....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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All We Got
By peter leinheiser and michael mcdonald
Its not enough, theres never enough
As we look out on a world
Full of people, places and things
They seem so important to us
Theres no harm in that girl
But for all the joy it can bring
We know thats not all were gonna find
But when it comes to you and me
I know the most important part
Is what we have in our hearts
Baby its all we really need
When all those things are never enough
In this world of everything or nothin baby
Remember, this love is all we got, babe
As we travel down the road
To make our dreams come true
We know that things are gonna change
But when it comes to you and me
If we look back to the start
When all we shared was in our hearts
We could have a house in the country
We could drive a big fine car
We could set our sights on tomorrow
We could hitch a ride on the brightest star
cause all those things could never be enough
In this world of everything or nothing
Remember baby, this love is all we got
This love is all we got, babe
When it comes to money
Fame
Power
People, places and things
This love is all we got
song performed by by Michael Mcdonald
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The Great Void
as i grope for words,
i let go my hold for something so important
as love, and something more important as lust,
i let go off these two, as i grope for words
to give you something more important than love or sex
or even politics,
i grope for something so important.
i look for it, and then seemingly it is gone.
and now i still wonder, what was it? was it a white moth?
or a black butterfly?
was it the void in me? you see, let me tell you frankly,
never in my life has love or sex once ever
fill me,
and so,
i try something more fulfilling than that:
not love not sex
not lust not even
tenderness
but the emptiness
which we have everyday
the one that i worship
the one that reminds me
of
God.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Soldier Of Plenty
God is great, God is good
He guards your neighborhood
Though its generally understood
Not quite the way you would
You try to take the slack
Stay awake and watch his back
But something happens every now and then
And someone breaks into the promised land
Ah boy boy
This world is not your toy
This world is long on hunger
This world is short on joy
A-e-i-o
You speak as if you know
Whats good for everyone
Whats good in what youve done?
Whats good about a world in which
War rages at a fever pitch
And people die for the little things
A little corn, a little beans
Ah boy boy
This world is not your toy
This world is, this world is
Long on hunger
Short on joy
How much longer
You gonna keep the world hungry boy?
You measure peace with guns
Progress in mega-tons
Whos left when the war is won?
Soldier of misfortune--
Soldier of an angry call
Soldier on foreign soil
Im not here to fight your war
I know what youre fighting for
Ah boy boy
This world is not your toy
This world is, this world is
Long on hunger
Short on joy
How much longer
You gonna keep the world hungry boy?
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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Experiment of God's Wish
That we live encouraged,
To acknowledge and grow...
Is important.
That we share what is learned...
And upon others bestow,
What it is we know...
Is important.
That the slate is wiped cleaned,
From that which is demeaning.
And we strive to occupy our minds,
With meaning and beneficial things.
And this to others we present and bring...
Is important while we still exist.
To discover that which affords us all happiness,
Is important.
Since this is why we have been blessed to be here!
And this is the 'experiment' of God's wish!
For you,
And me.
On this planet we have come to call Earth.
This has been important,
From the time we experienced,
That process of birth.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Short Peoople
Short People got no reason
Short People got no reason
Short People got no reason
To live
They got little hands
And little eyes
And they walk around
Tellin' great big lies
They got little noses
And tiny little teeth
They wear platform shoes
On their nasty little fett
Well I don't want no Short People
Don't want no Short People
Don't want no Short People
Round here
Short People are just the same
As you and I
(A Fool Such As I)
All men are brothers
Until the day they die
(It's A Wonderful World)
Short People got nobody
Short People got nobody
Short People got nobody
To love
They got little baby legs
And they stand so low
You got to pick 'em up
Just to say hello
They got little cars
That got beep, beep, beep
They got little voices
Goin' peep, peep, peep
They got grubby little fingers
And dirty little minds
They're gonna get you every time
Well, I don't want no Short People
Don't want no Short People
Don't want no Short People
'Round here
song performed by by Randy Newman
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Show Tune II
That's the long and short of it
now you know
how I've been waiting all these years
where I'm coming from
that's the long and short of it.
That's the long and short of it
now you see
just how hot hot jazz was
how it turned about, my bookcase
that's the long and short of it.
That's the long and short of it
now you know
that my arrest record's
not my best record
that's the long and short of it.
That's the long and short of it
now you see
how the Past's like a love
you can neither leave nor live
that's the long and short of it
That's the long and short of it
now you know
it was no gun in my pocket
it was a rocket
that's the long and short of it.
That's the long and short of it
and you're wond'ring dear
how I kept so pure
hull, it was easy
that's the long and short of it.
That's the long and short of it
now you see
so bounce your head
into bed
that's the long and short of it.
That's the long and short of it
read the blues
in these tattoos
make a song of it
that's the short and long of it.
How I wish
there was a bridge-
then I could burn it;
or the train
of a refrain
then I could board it
but there isn't
no there isn't, so...
poem by Morgan Michaels
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for Mers
i know that
all that you want to read are just short lines
you have no time
for stretched searches for meanings
crisp is always tasty
brief is sexy
i know that.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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An Advice
try making it short,
as a syllable, crisp
like popcorn
make it quick,
like a nibble
because
they don't have
the luxury of time.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Capital isn't that important in business. Experience isn't that important. You can get both of these things. What is important is ideas.
quote by Harvey S. Firestone
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Short People
Short people
Short people got no reason
Short people got no reason
Short people got no reason
To live
They got little hands
Little eyes
They walk around
Tellin great big lies
They got little noses
And tiny little teeth
They wear platform shoes
On their nasty little feet
Well, I dont want no short people
Dont want no short people
Dont want no short people
'round here
Short people are just the same
As you and i
(a fool such as I)
All men are brothers
Until the day they die
(its a wonderful world)
Short people got nobody
Short people got nobody
Short people got nobody
To love
They got little baby legs
That stand so low
You got to pick em up
Just to say hello
They got little cars
That go beep, beep, beep
They got little voices
Goin peep, peep, peep
They got grubby little fingers
And dirty little minds
Theyre gonna get you every time
Well, I dont want no short people
Dont want no short people
Dont want no short people
round here
song performed by by Randy Newman
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