My Brother
my brother is a seaman
he sends a message today
through his
cell phone
that he is passing by
New York & hat
possibly he shall
for the first time
meet his illegitimate son
and possibly
Delia.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Story About A Wedding and My Friend and Poverty and Joblessness
i met an old classmate
today
at the wedding of
a newly appointed high school teacher
my ex-classmate is jobless and his wife
looks like
an old sickly monkey with less hair on her head
(forgive me but that is
the only possible
adjective that
i can give)
he is fat and feels like
a louse
(i am sorry
i am intruding into his
own feelings)
he does not like me
his eyes are shouting at me
possibly because we look the same
possibly because we too
feel the same
possibly because our wives look
like twins
possibly because the weather is bad
and people do not mind us
because everyone is hungry and
there is nothing much to eat
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Cell Phone Mania
Cell phones to the right,
Cell phones to the left,
Cell phones, cell phones,
everywhere I look.
Red alert, stop! Listen,
shut up and drive,
shut up and read,
Cell phones, why so many.
Everyone talking,
cell phones in cars,
cell phones in bars,
eating places, cell phones.
There you can't escape
from them, you say
to yourself, the restroom,
no one would dare
use cell phone in there,
oh no, I hear someone,
talking to me, I answer them,
oh, sorry sir, did not know you
were on cell phone.
Oh, so many,
shut up, and walk.
Do away with cell phones,
and it would be like,
the crash of '29'.
People need cell phones,
sometimes their nice,
to have, but so many,
cell phones, might
as well join them
if you can't lick 'em,
join them.
Cell phone, cell phone
now how do I use this
thing, oh cell phone, cell phone,
Hello, Hello, oh that's
you mert.
wrote 1-19-07
Everyone Is As Beautiful As One Can Possibly Be
well, you ask,
if everyone can be as beautiful
as possibly one could be, and i
say, yes, and i add, that everyone
can be as humorous as one could
possibly be, it all depends on how
you would like to be,
just like a very lively party, one could be
as lively as one could possibly be
and think one as beautiful as a
possibility, and then
way back home, when you are all alone,
you shed tears, and listen to the sound
of reality.
that is also a possibility. well, i tell you
you can be real this time.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Still Life With Death's Head, by Pablo Picasso
If you want a still life
Do not forget to plant a death head by the bowl
Possibly a torn ear to take a hint
At what the noise deceased was thinking
Possibly a piece of an eye in the rear
To grasp all inclusive within a blink
Possibly an eyecon to trick the light
Confidential perspective
And try not to stand too close to it
Unless well trained at colours
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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New York
In New York freedom looks like
Too many choices
In New York I found a friend
To drown out the other voices
Voices on a cell phone
Voices from home
Voices of the hard sell
Voices down a stairwell
In New York
Just got a place in New York
In New York summers get hot
Well into the hundreds
You can walk around the block
Without a change of clothing
Hot as a hair dryer in your face
Hot as a handbag and a can of mace
New York
I just got a place in New York
New York
song performed by by U2 from All that you can't leave behind
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Shared Secrets
Shared secrets.
Experimental form.
Today
And tomorrow
Will soon be history.
Years pass
So very fast
Though we can remember vividly.
Some day
Because we did
Something out of the ordinary.
Days out.
Or holidays.
Long cherished memories.
Today
Like any day.
Could be such a day possibly.
Some days
Make no impact.
But others very easily.
Remain
Permanently
Embedded deep in memory.
Known to.
No one but you
And one other possibly.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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It took me a while to figure that out and to realize what a gift that I had been given. And when I finally did, I dedicated myself to be the best pitcher I possibly could be, for as long as I possibly could be.
quote by Nolan Ryan
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12 Cents
Watching, waiting
You know it shouldnt take this long
Leaning, forward
I know it couldnt possibly take much longer
I know the pain moves on
And I feel the same for the wrong
Angels, walking, floating on and on
Breathing, eloquent
I know it couldnt possibly wait much longer
Searching, so long
I know well find a way
Reaching all alone
I know they couldnt possibly hate much longer
song performed by by Ugly Kid Joe
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Electro child
Cry cry
Cry...
The cell phone
On my hand
With my lovengely child...
Yes...
Todays electro child is
Cell phone...
Cry with
Male+ female
Married+ un married
All hands cry cry
The cell phone child
Today....?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Messages Lost In A Lonely Night
Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep.
Is the sound of my nights cell phone messages.
As my lover finally comes within cell phone range.
My lover will find nine separate cell phone messages.
As she comes within range of this night’s pleading paging.
All those messages build to ask; compel her to come to me.
Message one was subtle and said
“Enjoy dancing and a few drinks tonight. My love,
If you need me I am only a phone call away.”
It had a picture icon of enjoying drinks.
Message two said “Where is my little froggy voice? ”
Because a week ago you were ill my love.
It had the picture icon of a happy party.
Because you were out on the town partying.
Message three sadly said “You should have visited me
tonight my love.” It had the picture icon of a sad face.
Message four said simply “I miss you!
Why did you not come to me my love? ”
It had the picture icon of the broken hearted lover.
Message five said “Put another log on the fire and come! ”
It had the picture icon of a dog warm and snugly at home.
Message six said “It is 12 o’clock Cinderella
quick run to me my love! ”
It had the picture icon of the magic of meeting a rabbit;
coming out of a magician’s hat. An excellent trick.
Message seven said “Why did you not come to me? ”
It had the picture icon, of a cute cuddly, teddy bear.
Message eight said “Your nightie is under
the pillow (in its place) beside me my love.”
It had the picture icon of a man happily winking.
Message nine disappointed said “You did not
come because you do not love me enough.
True love always finds a way.” It had the picture icon
of a cloudy rainy day. Because my love remained away.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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So Many Poems/How Can One Possibly Begin To Describe
SO MANY POEMS/ HOW CAN ONE POSSIBLY BEGIN TO DESCRIBE
So many poems.
How can one possibly begin to describe
The many beautiful things
We meet in our lives?
So much is too much for the eyes
Words certainly cannot describe
The Beauty we see
Being alive.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Of course we all have our limits, but how can you possibly find your boundaries unless you explore as far and as wide as you possibly can, I would rather fail in an attempt at something new and uncharted than safely succeed in a repeat of something I have done.
quote by A.E. Hotchner
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As close as we are today, tomorrow when we come back from that battlefield, we will be as close as two men can possibly be, sharing a bond that can only be forged in the face of imminent disfigurement. We few, we happy few, we band of brothers. For he today that sheds his blood with me shall be my brother.
quote by Jeff Melvoin
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Eyes Hers And Mine
I look into my eyes
Beautiful kohl lined
Sad eyes,
Shiny with tears.
Tears unshed,
Tears controlled,
Tears saved from
Yesterday,
Possibly today.
I look deeper
Beyond the shine of those tears.
I see my soul,
Her eyes a reflection
Of mine.
Beautiful kohl lined,
Sad eyes.
In them,
I see the same wait
Which I see in mine.
I see the same pain
Which I feel in mine.
Tears unshed,
Tears controlled,
Tears saved from yesterday,
Possibly from today.
Her loneliness,
A bigger cry than mine.
But, something sets her apart,
There exists a difference,
There exists a spark,
Which I guess is missing in mine.
I see in her eyes
The spark called
"Hope"
A wish called
"tomorrow".
The determination
She will someday find
What she sought
Yet could not find
Yesterday,
Possibly will not find
Even today.
But tommorow
Will be the day
She will no longer need to cry
The tears unshed
Tears controlled,
Tears saved from yesterday
Possibly today.-anjali
poem by Anjali Kakati
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Lost In My Heart
I'm bound by my heart
I'm tortured by my heart
I shall possibly drowned by my heart
I'm found by my heart
I shall endure by my heart
I shall possibly take flight by my heart
You were found by my heart
You were lost by my heart
If by my heart
It still shall beat
I shall never possibly forget you
Matthew Herinckx
June 22nd.2006
poem by Matthew Herinckx
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How Could I?
Dancing with you
Felt so right
I've never really
Confronted these feelings
How could I possibly?
How could I do that to someone I love?
I'm beginning to like you
How could I say that?
She likes you
I know she does
She's told me
How leaving you was a mistake
She is one of my best friends
I do not want to see her upset
I will keep it friendly
Simply friendly
Because
How could I?
How could I possibly?
poem by Autumn Winds
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When the cell phone was born
Something happens
When the cell phone was born
Beyond sex and gender
Beyond race and religion
Beyond economic status
Each hand holds
This thing
And says
hi!
Hello, how are you doing?
To every extreme end
Of this world
From the north to the South Pole
Passing by the equator
The world now is
Too small
Too near
Your cell phone is ringing
Then,
This internet thing…..
Write it.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Heart...and...Heart
When the heart fallen in love then the heart will say...
The heart certain will be flowery.
The heart certain will feel sweet.
The heart certain always will miss.
The heart must always feel the love in the love.
The heart certain would be desire.
When the heart feel in the longing then the heart will speak...
The heart wanted the warm embrace.
The heart wanted the sweetheart's kiss.
The heart always wanted to be friends with the love in solitude.
Possibly the heart shouted and cried.
Possibly the heart was felt by pain and bitter.
Heart..and..heart.
Never i'knew how the heart situation.
Because the heart could fallen in love.
The heart could also become the wound.
Possibly the heart could smile.
Felt by pain possibly the heart missed.
Heart..and..heart how your situation?
I think that we're foolhardy to not be engaging in federal funding of stem-cell research in the most aggressive way we possibly can.
quote by Elizabeth Edwards
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You have to take into account it was the cell phone that became what the modern-day concept of a phone call is, and this is a device that's attached to your hip 24/7. Before that there was 'leave a message' and before that there was 'hopefully you're home.'
quote by Giovanni Ribisi
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