The Barking Dog Inside Your Mind
it must be noisy
inside your mind
as you complain
about the barking
dog barking all
day long in your
lifetime,
and it must be
also unfair if
as you feel it,
you are always
the wrong tree
being barked
at,
so you are the
tree wronged
and i, this human
being writing
some lines for
a conversation,
shall always be
that barking dog
inside your
mind.
let us talk
let us exchange
places, or let us
settle for a little
compromise,
there is no dog,
and there is no
wrong tree,
onthe very first day
next year
at the very first hour,
let us talk,
as new friends,
let us begin again
as strangers
in a new place
wanting to know
what each street
is named after.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Another Reason Why I Don't Keep A Gun In The House
The neighbors' dog will not stop barking.
He is barking the same high, rhythmic bark
that he barks every time they leave the house.
They must switch him on on their way out.
The neighbors' dog will not stop barking.
I close all the windows in the house
and put on a Beethoven symphony full blast
but I can still hear him muffled under the music,
barking, barking, barking,
and now I can see him sitting in the orchestra,
his head raised confidently as if Beethoven
had included a part for barking dog.
When the record finally ends he is still barking,
sitting there in the oboe section barking,
his eyes fixed on the conductor who is
entreating him with his baton
while the other musicians listen in respectful
silence to the famous barking dog solo,
that endless coda that first established
Beethoven as an innovative genius.
poem by Billy Collins
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052810I expression of fear
file of rocks keep me warm
diverting wind from my face
howling push me deep inside
my persian rag cradled by stones
with my prayers go away please
i want to rest my body in peace
maybe moon face is scaring them
or it's causing pain in their mind
inborn fear to be seen in darkness
i heard them howl at daytime but why
i'm not gifted to know maybe you can
barking at the wrong tree happen most
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Stop barking
you are so funny
and sounds a bit crazy,
stop barking at the wrong tree
you look so pitiful in that way.
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Barking Dog
Barking Dog
Listen the barking dog
Streets are full of fog
Am alone on a 13th floor
None to bell my door.
Who are you guy?
Why do you feel shy?
Never ask me to fly
To the moon to the sky.
She goes to a bed
You know what you had
You love to groan
Dog on the street moan
poem by Devil Poet
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If you were a kid actor, if you had any plans of being an actor as an adult, you were really barking up the wrong tree.
quote by Susan Olsen
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The Discriminated Poet....
she will mistake
art as a form of disorder
it is not unlikely
since fails
in the Rorschach test
where butterflies leave
from the frame of a page
and goes somewhere else
and there will be more
stories of its adventures
no longer
warranted by the inkblots
of her mind
she will degrade you
into a candidate for an
electric cure
some capsules for medications
so recommendations
to another doctor
you are not a poet
but a madman eating words
drinking ink
barking like a dog
at the wrong tree
of this world
you keep you wisdom
shut your mouth
leave the place
and grow your flowers
somewhere else.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Goodnight Adria
sleep tight
it is morning in your place
time to sleep
my night is still to come
it is darker than ever
no stars
no fireflies
no moon
just the brown dog barking and barking outside the gate
of my home
i guess, i still have more words more lines to make
and i am not stopping
tracing our trail
i may stop until
it is morning
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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'Don't be lying on the floor
without options, ' said the unsolicited message-
Invasive paranoia to peddle worthless stuff
There's one born every minute.
If you can't find markets off-shore
you can create them here, using fear-
Sorry. You're barking up the wrong tree
but no wonder people are anxious.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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To campaign against colonialism is like barking up a tree that has already been cut down.
quote by Andrew Cohen
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My Return To The Magical Mystery Tree
Many kids run through the grass
Playing whatever game they've chosen
Passing them by
I walk up to the magicial mystery tree
I've paid a visit to the magicial mystery
tree before
And some have said that they can see
on the tree, a door
And some have said that they never saw
anything on the tree
I can see the door
But it's locked up tight
And try as I may
I can't unlock it
Not even with the help of the sunlight
Some say there's a whole different world
inside the magical mystery tree
Some say that only fairies and their friends
live inside the magical mystery tree
But no one knows for sure
So
After a few minutes in thought
Thinking of what I should do in the meantime
at the magical mystery tree
I decide to leave some very small gifts behind
for the fairies and their friends
Leaving behind some flowers and jewels
for the fairies and their friends
I certainly hope they'll enjoy them
I place near the door of the magical mystery
tree
After that
I realize I'm all done here
I gaze at the magical mystery tree for a few
moments
Until I realize it's time for me to be on my way
Looking at the magical mystery tree one last
time
I smile
Then I turn and walk away
Enjoy the gifts I've left behind
Fairies and friends
poem by Justin Gildow
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Six Fifteen In The Evening
got to go
got a class at 6: 30
and it is a long drive
to the university
just read your poem
about this Adonis thing
and the dog barking the wrong tree
and the calming down of
a car travelling on a narrow pathway
which might hit a pole
and there might be trouble
please, poems have nothing
to do with our realities, but just
imaginary gardens with
imaginary toads in them.
gtg.. i will explain later.
there is no volcano erupting
it is just about the universal
angst of the universal man in his
universal brief.
nothing grows nothing dies
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Youre Barkin Up The Wrong Tree Now
Key e writers, hank williams and fred rose
(e) youre barkin up the wrong tree now,
Youre barkin up the wrong tree (b7) now,
You dont (e) ever want to (e7) play, un - (a) less you have your (e)
Way,
But youre barkin up the (b7) wrong tree (e) now. (e7)
(a) two can play that cheatin game, (e) just as good as one,
And (f#7) Im the person that can show you (b7) how;
If you (e) think Im second (e7) rate, then youre (a) gonna have to (e)
Wait,
cause youre barkin up the (b7) wrong tree (e) now.
Youre barkin up the wrong tree now,
Youre barkin up the wrong tree now,
When you get dis-sat-is-fied, let your concience be your guide,
cause youre barkin up the wrong tree now.
Two can play that cheatin game, just as good as one,
And Im the person that can show you how;
If you want to chase a-bout, just dont let me find it out,
cause youre barkin up the wrong tree now.
Youre barkin up the wrong tree now,
Youre barkin up the wrong tree now,
Just be sure you never do, what you dont want done to you,
cause youre barkin up the wrong tree now.
Two can play that cheatin game, just as good as one,
And Im the person that can show you how;
If its time you want to spend, then youre on the losin end,
cause youre barkin up the wrong tree now.
song performed by by Hank Williams
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Christmas Treasures
Oh Christmas tree, Oh Christmas tree.
Lush, green ambiance standing before me.
Mesmerized by childhood memories.
I smile and ponder of which I see.
Oh Christmas tree, Oh Christmas tree,
That precious time of year upon us,
to embrace our family and friends.
To share, care and make amends.
Oh Christmas tree, Oh Christmas tree.
The time to think of Jesus Christ,
what his life for all has given.
Rejoice, praise, worship and sing.
His Father in heaven is our true King.
Oh Christmas tree, Oh Christmas tree.
Away you’ll go for another year,
With glowing memories packed inside.
Fresh in our minds, we shall not hide.
Our living savior, Jesus Christ.
Gives much love, and an abundance of pride.
Written: Dec.2/06
poem by Melvina Germain
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The Shrink Of The Lonely Household...
she will mistake
art as a form of disorder
it is not unlikely
she fails you
in the Rorschach test
where butterflies leave
from the frame of a page
and goes somewhere else
and there will be more
stories of its adventures
no longer
warranted by the inkblots
of her mind
she takes a closer look
at your nose
and count how many
breaths are you
making in
a minute
she will degrade you
into a candidate for an
electric cure
write the names of
some capsules for your medication
and a letter of recommendation
to another psychiatric doctor
you are not a poet
but a madman eating words
drinking ink
barking like a dog
at the wrong tree
of this world
you keep you fragile wisdom
shut your mouth
pack your belongings &
leave the place
and grow your tiny flowers
somewhere else.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Suspicious Mind
the five dogs
are barking again
against the fence
towards the
road
someone is coming
someone
evil
someone destructive
of your palace of peace
your haven of love
your portal
of insanity
someone as paranoid
as the black knight
of the night
the angel of death
the prince of sorrow
the king of maladies
the queen of deception
the princess of chaos
inside your heart kindles
love that drives them all away
the dogs stop barking
on your feet their tongues
lick you
on your side they yelp
the soul of their master
and then they sleep
and dream like you
the monsters of the night
are gone
as peace of the mind
now reigns
in the kingdom of the self
where privacy is king
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Tree makes
Tree makes life free
Do not cut tree
It is lifes industry
Life is in forestry.
Tree's talk listen
Silently tree given us
Best education
And we survive for
Tree only and tree make us
Enjoy our vacation.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Dads Cherry Tree
There was a large cherry tree in my yard
This tree t’was my dad ‘s favorite
And as the cherry tree grew up to thy sky
He did have a decision
whether or not to chop the tree down
Or risk it falling and killing him
For you see this old cherry tree did
Stand right over his bed
So if the wind kick up or lightning did strike
Would be his end for
The tree would fall and he would go
So unfortunately with the tree
So he would make great decision
And hopefully make it right
It took him many years and many a time
He thought’s the did spite
Him for the year’s went by and the cherry tree
Got more demised, nearer to the bed
As he would lay and begin to wonder
Will this take off my head
So as the year the did expire
Then He finally said
I will take the old tree down
Above my own bed
And the so alas the cherry fell
The tree would breathe its last
And be cut down to stump and be
Safe for dad once again
The tree was made low and the branches did go
Right into the meat smoker
But out of the ash cloud grew another
through the thorns and choker
the tree did live on in another a tree that grew
and so the tree was reborn
from a cherry, the trees great fruit
and so this little sapling grew and it grew
and it grew 1,2,3 foot by the crowing of the year
and so it grew and it got taller
as a little sapling then might or would do
and the tree got no smaller
as it grew to be as tall as dad and it was
staring him in the eye
he said we got to dig this up
look at the size
for you see the little sapling was right in my garden
and blocking the sunshine
so we dug and dug and dug
it took a lot of time
but finally we got up pulled it out of the ground
and moved to better spot
were it would live in peace and harmony
the place we set was not to hot
But it was not to cold either, it was
It was a nice spot with all
of the tree for the young cherry’s company
the tree grew very tall
And with it happy position that there was
it was a great sight
To see this cherry tree again live
And never have to fight
Now when my dad he did see this
he was so overjoyed
He had his cherry tree’s son and offspring
And never again did he toy
With planting or cutting down old cherry trees
He loved his tree so dear
That he would be indeed collecting all the cherries
And never wrong was he steered
poem by Timothy Young
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When I Talk To You
Remember me
Feels like forever
Since the days
When we were friends
I don't understand
All these changes
I'm still the same
No need to pretend
Where'd it go..?
Do you know..?
Maybe it just doesn't matter
'Cause when i try to talk to you
I feel like I'm not getting through you
Where did we go wrong
It's hard to be strong
When I talk...
When I talk to you
There were times
In the beginning
When you were there
When I needed you most
We'd sit and talk
About the future
And laugh about
Us getting old
Do you know
How it feels
I hope that you know that it matters
But when i try to talk to you
I feel like I'm not getting through you
Where did we go wrong
It's hard to be strong
When I talk to you
I want you to know everything that I am
Don't want to know what life would be without you
When i try to talk to you
I feel like I'm not getting through you
Where did we go wrong
It's hard to be strong
When I talk...
When I talk to you
song performed by by Mandy Moore from Mandy Moore
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A Chipped Shoulder
Stop trying to be my friend
I know you're a nice person
Nice people need acceptance
But,
you're barking up the wrong tree
I don't need acceptance
I only need to be liked by me
By Sara Fielder © 2012
poem by Sara Fielder
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When A Man Does Wrong
Mmm, mmm
It's been seven long hours
Since you left me babe
Sitting here
Thinking 'bout how
How you let it slip away
I can't get no sleep
(No sleep)
Don't even wanna
Go nowhere
It's on my mind
What you did wrong
And now you
Wanna come back
When a man does wrong
Ain't no coming back home
He's been out there too long
She won't even
Talk on the phone
(Settle this, settle this)
When a man does wrong
Ain't no coming back home
Can't come around
There ain't no place
She don't wanna
See your face
Said you never
Wanted to hurt me
Never even wanted to leave
Said that you
Never did deserve me
Now you begging me
Please, please, please believe
Now you feeling like a fool
(Fool)
Never thought about me
Just you
It's on your mind
What you did wrong
And now you
Wanna come back
When a man does wrong
Ain't no coming back home
He's been out there too long
She won't even
Talk on the phone
When a man does wrong
Ain't no coming back home
(No, no, no, no)
Can't come around
There ain't no place
She don't wanna
See your face
Why'd you have
To do it baby?
Do it do it to me
Why'd you have
To use and abuse me?
See I've been sitting
Waiting at night
Just wasting my time
(Wasting my time)
Now, now I know
Now I know
Gotta go gotta go
(Yeah go, yeah go, yeah)
When a man does wrong
Ain't no coming back home
Can't come around
There ain't no place
She don't wanna
See your face
song performed by by Ashanti
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