Me
at the moment when i put my head
on my left hand
my left cheek on my left palm
feeling the warmth
of myself to myself
i may say without shame that
here i am again
thinking of you
my mustache is untrimmed
i have not shaved for day
my hair needs a cut badly
i smell i stink like a skunk
my coat has dust and dirt
my underwear has not been
changed
my undershirt has dried sweat
i feel so low these days
i have this discomfort of my soul
this pierce of the pins of my conscience
the furies are attacking me
day and night
with the possible weight of disgrace
and ripping grips of my regrets
perhaps because to you i have always
lied.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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Johnny Sunshine
You took the car
It was my favorite one
A little white dart
And drove it to idaho
You took the horse
It was a thoroughbred
Saddled it up
Out on the interstate
You kept the cat
Put it in antifreeze
Dumped in the trunk
With the rest of the cattlefeed
You took the house
You went and changed the locks
Now I am stuck living out of a box
I think Ive been taken
For everything I own
Ive been hurt so badly
Im alone, baby, Im alone
You left me nothing
You left me nothing
Johnny sunshine
You left me nothing
You left me nothing
Johnny sunshine
You left me nothing
You left me nothing
Johnny sunshine
You left me nothing
You left me nothing
song performed by by Liz Phair

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The Talks Of The Souls
the spirits talk
last night about their regrets over
the bodies, neglected by you
look at you
your stomach is bloated your
arms are thin like
stirring rods
your mustache like some uncut
vines in the forest
you stink like a skunk
your lips crack
and your feet are muddy
soon the souls come to the
inevitable conclusion that
they do not deserve such a body
as yours and
you shall know what happens
next
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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Then You Left Me
I never ask for any time from you baby.
I never ask for any lies.
You only hurt the one you love the most baby.
You only had to make me cry.
'Cause you left me (you left me) all alone (you left me)
You left me(you left me) to stand alone.
And ev'ry night I sit beside my bed baby.
And I keep thinking of your love.
The things we dreamed about.
How much I love you baby.
We had the world and the stars above.
But then you left me (you left me) all alone.(you left me)
You left me . You left me (you left me) to stand alone.
You left me to stand alone.
You left me to stand alone.
You left me. You left me. You left me. You left me.
song performed by by Bee Gees from Cucumber Castle

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Black Cross
All I got is a Black Cross,
And two crabs in my left eye,
What you say you want you want,
Like a lump in your right thigh.
We're going left on right,
And I don't want to see you again,
Going left on right,
And I don't wanna be your friend,
We're going left on right,
And I don't want to see you again,
Going left on right,
And I don't wanna be your friend.
You the users of the wheel,
Stink of oil and electric eels,
Users of forbetten tools,
We must be the fools.
We're going left on right,
And I don't want to see you again,
Going left on right,
And I don't wanna be your friend,
We're going left on right,
And I don't want to see you again,
Going left on right,
And I don't wanna be your friend.
Cancel the world,
Erase history,
There is no future,
As far as i can see,
We're going left on right,
And I don't want to see you again,
Going left on right,
And I don't wanna be your friend,
We're going left on right,
And I don't want to see you again,
Going left on right,
And I don't wanna be your friend.
song performed by by Red Hot Chili Peppers

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The Girl I Left Behind Me
I said: “I leave my bit of land-
In khaki they've entwined me,
I go abroad to lend a hand.”
Said she: “My love, I understand.
I will be true, and though we part
A thousand years you hold my heart'-
The girl I left behind me.
I went away to fight the Huns-
No coward thought could bind me,
I sizzled n the tropic suns,
I faced the bayonets and the guns.
And when in daring deeds I shone
One little woman spurred me on-
The girl I left behind me.
Out there, in grim Gallipoli.
Hard going they assigned me,
I pricked the Turk up from the sea;
I riddled him, he punctured me;
And, bleeding in my rags, I said:
“She'll meet me somewhere if I'm dead-
The girl I left behind me.
In France we broke the German's face-
They tried with gas to blind me.
In mud we bogged from front to base,
And dirt was ours, but not disgrace.
They carved me till I couldn't stand.
Said I “Now for the Lodden, and
The girl I left behind me.
I came ashore, and struck the track;
For dust you scarce could find me.
The dear girl gave no welcome back-
Shed changed her names and state, alack!
“You've been a time, I must say, Ned,
In finishing your old war.” Said
The girl I left behind me.
I flung a song up to the skies.
For battles gods designed me.
I think of Fifi's laughing eyes,
And Nami, dusk, but sweet and wise,
And chortle in my heart to find
How very far I've left behind-
The girl I left behind me.
poem by Edward George Dyson

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Surprisingly Alive
Happiness is gone, it disappeared
It played me for years making me feel I deserved it
It was positive, and left me an optimist
I saw life through different eyes with happiness
It made me see what cannot be seen
It made me feel feelings I had not bothered to explore
I felt free beneath it's control
I felt invincible in it's arms
Happiness was my everything, it was my soul
It was what kept me moving forward
It was what made me want to live, to breath, to be
Then one day it left, it walked out on me
It left nothing behind but memories I could not have again
It walked out and never looked back
It walked out on me when I needed it the most
It pretended like nothing ever happened between us
Happiness kicked me towards sadness, it shoved me towards it
Then it left after it saw what happened
It got weak and left me alone
It left me crying behind the door
It left me bleeding on the bathroom floor
It left me wishing I had never lived
It left me screaming into my pillow in pain with sadness
It left me walking aimlessly at night with tears crawling down my face
It left me with the words 'I give up' floating above my head
It left me imagining what death would taste like
It left me cold, scared, hopeless, alone
It left...
poem by Mariam Abdelghani

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Gone Is The Light
Every day I wake in my lonely bed
How I wish that I was dead
No more left to be said
A great burden I carry on my head
All I do is question why
No longer pointing my head to the sky
No more wind is in my sail
Nothing more I can fail
I have lost my only friend
In love I fall never again
It is sad but yet so true
Nothing left for me to do
Into the night I'll fade away
For me there's just no more day
All is left is the night
Gone tomorrow the sun light
Darkness surrounds everywhere
Gray are my skies since she's not here
Turned his back no longer I sleep
For my soul no one will keep
As winter’s chill cometh the dawn
Lost all my senses since she’s gone
The darkness cry’s out my name
Hard I find to live down the shame
No longer can I conceal my sorrow
Why must there be a tomorrow
No more comes a brighter day
It just won’t seem to go away
This is a first for me to be alone
I've never been on my own
Gone are the days of my happiness
All is left is pure sadness
No one left to kiss and caress
No longer do I have someone to impress
The darkness I now embrace
For I have fallen on my face
No more to rise it’s the end
For I’ve lost my best friend
That voice I no longer hear
For she’s no longer here
poem by Wilfred Mellers

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The Smell of a Dog
I love the way a dog smells.
Ever since I was a boy,
I have loved the smell of a dog's paws,
leathery pads, edged with fur,
that absorb the rich, musty fragrances
of where the dog and I have been
in our adventures together.
I love the smell of the top of a dog's head,
where the fur is smoother than at any other
part of the animal
and is usually cleaner, too.
The top-of-the-head smell is fresher than the paw,
more like the smell of a little boy's hair
at the end of a summer's day in the sun.
I don't mind
the faint smell of skunk on a dog,
(but only if it's faint) .
Snuggling down for a nap
with my skunk flavored companion
lying next to me
puts me back in another time,
when the world was new,
waiting to be explored and discovered
by my friends and me and our dogs;
when the little lame balloon man
was simply another reason to wonder.
Pretty Pathetic
You should've heard me sobbing as I drove home that night,
Got in the bed and stayed there, for days I just layed there,
having been permanently changed but we wont get into that now,
lets take it from the start.
You should've seen me smiling, just like the world was mine,
she used to call me baby softly sometimes.
Well if I dwell on those days too long I feel like my life is over,
and thats no good so lets move on.
To the part where I began to sense her distance I barely can hold on tighter,
and that makes it worse, how am I supposed to take it when she says
"This is something I'm going through, its got nothing to do with you".
I had a special evening all planned out desperately determined to reignite
some spark between us she had to feel something for me,
a love as strong as ours doesnt just go away,
you cant just turn it off, unless she was lying all those times,
but I dont think so I really dont think so, the way she used to look at me,
made me a thousand feet high, the meaning of the word cool,
not the same geek who fumbled with his words that night, the ugliest night.
I sed sum pretty awkward things I got the feeling she felt sorry for me,
I shouldve seen it was hopeless an left it alone, but I had to go on embarassing myself,
I miss what we had I need you so badly,
I miss what we had I need you so badly,
I miss what we had I need you so badly,
I miss what we had I need you so badly.
I must of sounded pretty pathetic I know,
and thats why I dont blame her for what she sed,
listen to her rambling
"we dont know each other that well, but you're so easy to talk to,
I feel I can tell you almost anything,
I hope I havent put you off, I have a tendancy to do that.
Why dont i just be quiet?
song performed by by Ataris

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I Will Wait
Aboard his ship he stops to stare
Needs to smell her, touch her hair
Says I cant be without her
Tonight hes going to be without her
Its late now, she says
Makes her mind up goes to bed
Another night alone without him
Another night alone in charleston
When I wake to find the solace of
All that weve become
I cant wait to make the promises
Ive been leery of
Ill be there waiting for you
In the morning when times have changed
Ill be there through the lies and all
Standing like your soldiers
You hold your secrets
Through the days when I need to be alone
I will wait for you
Through the lies and all
She was left behind so they could stay
God to feel him this she prays
It would make her feel so much better
I want to feel so much better
song performed by by Hootie & The Blowfish

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Regrets Held
Ripping tearing pulling shedding demolished
all what’s left of my internals
I stand above looking down on my body
too much for me handle
it wasn’t the pain that got to me it was the unrecognizable fear
the fear of loss
a loss of love a loss of forgiveness
so much to be given but not to me
that road will never again be walked
not to be remember the same
death lies below
unstilted in a breathless body
once to beheld by a boy
a boy who tore it to nothing
given the world and yet uncovered nothing
stupid as he was to a girl who excepted his warming hands
the warmth in her heart has hardened with her death weight
left alone in a box to forever to be remember as a once living thing
to the people who pass her
in search of answers of their own
she lies silent as listens to the wanderers deepest thoughts
the one regret she holds is the regrets she held
she hears their regrets of life and she screams to them
let your fears and worries be free for once you do you will be free
life isn’t worth living until you can no longer live it
poem by Faith Toney

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Got Chocolate?
Snowflakes the size of marshmallows fall to the earth;
Frosty icy winds play havoc with her red curly hair.
She delights in frolicking in snow so deep;
Bundled up in bright green coat and leggings,
pink hat, scarf and gloves
she brightens up the gray day.
Grandpa dons his own snow gear, dark brown coat,
black ear muffs, gloves and red Santa hat;
shovel in hand he begins to clear the path
when 'she' playfully jumps into it re-snowing it
to Grandpa's chagrin as he grins
pretending to be annoyed.
but he re-shovels again with great patience.
The worst of the storm has passed. The white stuff
is the perfect setting this day, this Christmas Eve.
Cold, wet and tired Grandpa and granddaughter
come in to warm up to hot chocolate with marshmallows
and it reminds curly head of the snow fall today.
Grandpa's white mustache is chocolate dyed.
Curly Head's mouth says: 'Got chocolate? '
Bedtime has evolved, Santa's on his way.
Curly head has left him a treat in a cup.
Santa arrived;
he put Curly Head's presents under the tree
Santa's white mustache gave him away;
he looked at himself in the mantle mirror
and laughed a hearty, 'HO, HO, HO'
His white mustache was chocolate dyed
and he cried aloud:
'GOT CHOCOLATE?
'HO, HO, HO! '
© Mel Patterson,11-2011
poem by Mel Patterson

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Changed
My life was
Turned over
By a girl that I met
In first grade
She was my friend,
She helped me
When I needed it
But my life was
Changed
By a girl that I met
That stayed for a while
She left footprints on my heart
And my soul
She left footprints
Left steps
Left hands
Put together-
From all different cultures, not one the same
But when you look deep down
The people that owned them were as different as left hands
And right hands
So I placed my hand in hers
And I felt that the world was on my side
I can't believe you left me(Written on july 15,2008)
I cant believe you left me
I cant believe you're gone
Was it something that i said
Did i do something wrong
I cant believe you left me
I really thought you cared
Did you forget that i have feelings too
Did you forget the things we shared
I cant believe you left me
Icant believe you lied
I dont want to understand
I wont even try
I cant believe you left me
Ireally dont know why
But everyday these questions run through my head
Then i sit down and cry
poem by Elizabeth Burnworth

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Nothing
Shot down your instincts, turned into a freak
You said this was your first time
How fast changes come for you to finally see
Shallow plains for you to find what you...
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
Noooo nothing left...
Stuck in with no way out a gift for your grief
Shattered your thoughts of a good thing that you never had
Hopelessly knowing whats right or wrong
Can't stop the feeling, it comes so strong
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
Noooo...
Observe nature from a black top view
Left you defenseless hoping for defeat
Built on my fears
Confession of obsession
One day happy place for you to hide
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left for me!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
With this ghost on my side!
There's something left
With you in my life!
There's nothing left!
Nothing left, nooo...
song performed by by Zug Izland

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The Rendezvous
The lines of her dress were classic
She was curvy and tall and thin
She’d blood red shiny fingernails
Estee Lauder was under her chin
It was dark in the room when she entered
Except for a candle and chair
And a man with a handful of flowers
Expectantly waiting there
He wanted to be romantic
He wanted to be interesting
But she knew what he really was there for
In spite of the left handed ring
Yet she let down her hair with a flourish
Even though he had lied like a bum
She had lied to herself and she knew it
Cross the hundreds of miles she had come
They both knew there’d be spiritual fallout
They both knew someone surely would tell
They both knew there was no common sense in it
They both knew they would both burn in hell
But without thought or fear they went through with it
And when it was finally done
They were left with the shame and disgrace of it
Saying nothing before they ran home
So be mindful and always remember
If you find you've succumbed to their lot
There is never a happy conclusion
And your treachery's all that you've got
Written by Sara Fielder © 2012
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Life and Sand.
Lena sits and waits. The artist has
Wandered off, gone to the john or
To a bar or to have a quickie with
The local slut, she doesn't know.
She's been here before, the same
Being left behind, the silent studio
Situation, smell of paint, oils and
Other artist's tools and useful stuff.
She has modelled for others and
They've always been the same, being
Lost in another world, stinking of
Turpentine, paint, sex, and all the rest.
She crosses her legs. Sniffs the air.
Wearing the green dress he wanted
Her to wear, her well brushed hair.
She recalls the artist's antics the night
Before, the want of sex, the fumbling
In the dark, the creaky bed, the banging
Away, all those images left in her head.
She uncrosses her legs. Other paintings
Lay around, some leaning against walls,
Some framed, some not, some sold,
Some recent, all modern, some old.
She wonders if she will be like these,
Left aside, used, done with, her oils dried,
Sitting waiting, her youth has died,
And she waits with the ticking of the
Clock, the moving hand, the hour glass
And the slow running out of life and sand.
poem by Terry Collett

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Right & Left
Some days you are the right hand, I the left
You hold me in your palm in times of need
By giving love and gentle nudge ‘til I succeed
On other days the reverse is true
I am the right hand and I hold you
I lift you up, with a tender word or smile
Making the see-saw of this crazy life worthwhile
Right hand or left we don a perfect fitting glove
To help keep us in balance and sustain our love
By CLF
poem by Ray Lucero

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Eternity, And Such...
eternity, and such...
the stain in the coffee cup,
the holes in the old man's underwear.
the rough tongue of a stray cat,
the shadow moving in the alley.
the trail left by the snail,
paper cups blown by the wind.
the blood left on the highway,
the dog dead in the ditch.
the glass shattered on the floor,
the stink of the body
three days after...
the limb torn from the tree
by the memory of storm.
your pillow, my hat,
a shot of brandy in an empty room.
the sound the heart makes...
when no one can hear!
poem by Eric Cockrell

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Damien
Things are done that I just don't understand
There's hardly no time left for the average young man
Works his arse off 'til his blue in the face
Drugged with hope so he can keep up the pace
And soon he joins the unemployed
Where all hope and ambition are destroyed
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
A situation that I don't understand
A desperation that just got out of hand
He didn't realize what steps he should take
He didn't realize that his life was at stake
He left us thinking yet again
Another passing of a friend
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
For you and me
Damien.
A contemplation left much to late
A deliberation we all left to fate
We didn’t understand the role we should play
We ignored the facts hoping they would simply fade away
He left us thinking yet again
Another passing of a friend
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
For you and me
Damien.
Copyright Colin Coplin 1984/2010
poem by Colin Coplin

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