Unforgiven
i too, must not content myself with poetry
it becomes routine
and boring and not challenging
at fifty poems a day
there is no more ecstasy,
i loathe this kind of fantasy
i must try another assay
yes
perhaps acting
like Clint Eastwood's Unforgiven
where i shoot
the wild beasts like tin cans
firing them with bullets
one on one
and where i make love with the women
agains the setting of the sun
and some background music
of the winning man
i can be this actor in fame
i can get my hollywood name
Ric Bastasa, Still Unforgiven.
waiting for my next film
Unpretending.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Unforgiven Hunt
I shouldn't be telling you this
No one should be telling you this, but
Only a few people even know
About the time of the Unforgiven Hunt-
We are on the Unforgiven Hunt, so I should tell you
I can't even tell you
What the Hunt is about
And why it is called just that-
The Hunt
But I just told you
That the Hunt is called the Hunt
For a reason-
So now I should tell you the whole story
How we came to this point
Why our features stand out
In the whole world, all the countries
First, we were like all the others
Down-to-earth, forgiving, out loud
Sharing all our secrets
But now the Hunt people regret
That we came this far
We came this far, we broke our friendship apart
Now we are on the Unforgiven Hunt
The time of the Hunt started at the time of the Hunt
No one really knows
When it was, what it was that unbalanced the scale
Of life and death-
But we are on the Unforgiven Hunt
We started the Unforgiven Hunt by saying,
"We have to increase our lifestyle, then we'll stop"
But over time, it grew to be our hobby
Beating other countries
In machines, in factories and greed
In food, in water and high standards
In shelter, in organizing, in need
We are still on the Unforgiven Hunt
Unforgiven Unforgotten....
she will not be talking about me
i understand
i am the unforgiven
i will be the most patient sinner
she will be the most
living memory
she is unforgotten
her hair as black as ever
no age, no time whitens it
i am getting older
and in pain
soon, i will embrace
another truth
a must
i must learn to forget
even though
perhaps i am still
unforgiven
my silence in ages
must appease the storms
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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This film cost $31 million. With that kind of money I could have invaded some country.
quote by Clint Eastwood
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Unforgiven
I kept up
With the prophecy you spoke
I kept up with the message inside
Lost sight of the irony
Of twisted faith
Lost sight of my soul and its void
Think I'm unforgiven to this world
Took a chance at deceiving myself
To share in the consequence of lies
Childish with my
Reasoning and pride
Godless to the extent that I died
Think I'm unforgiven to this world
Think I'm unforgiven
Step inside the light and see the fear
Of God burn inside of me
The gold was put to flame
To kill
song performed by by Creed from My Own Prison
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Fantasy
Words and music by randy owen, teddy gentry, jeff cook, and richard scott
Fantasy, midnight and you and me.
Ecstasy, spirits running wild and free.
Take me away, away.
Outside on a blanket in the moonlight, it feels right with my arns around you tight.
Laying under heaven watching the stars okay while me and you and mother
Nature drift away.
Fantasy, midnight and you and me.
Ecstasy, spirits running wild and free.
Take me away, away.
Fantasy, midnight and you and me.
Ecstasy, spirits running wild and free.
Fantasy, midnight and you and me.
Ecstasy, spirits running wild and free.
Take me away, away.
Take me away, away.
song performed by by Alabama
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No One Loves Me Like You
Collapsing was much softer
Still falling always hurt
Only after sensing your love
For always ever burned
You justified my folly
My affluent disguise
Removed revealing nothing
Yet nothing unforgiven lies
Unforgiven lies
No one loves me like you
No one loves me the way you do
No one loves me like you
No one loves me the way
song performed by by Jars Of Clay from If I Left The Zoo
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Night Train
Im riding the night train
The smile is still burning
Dancing my way
?
A crown for the clown, I smile, and I run
For years now Im driven
A smile, unforgiven
Im dancing with strangers
?
Awaiting your big smile,
Im rushing downtown while youre gone
For years now Im driven, a smile unforgiven, the one
Im riding the night train
The windows a mirror
Im dancing with strangers
Im waiting...for you
Awaiting your big smile,
Im rushing downtown while youre gone
For years now Im driven, a smile unforgiven, the one
A crown for the clown, a smiling crowd, and youre gone
For years now Im driven, a smile unforgiven, the one
song performed by by Yello
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Night Train
Im riding the night train
The smile is still burning
Dancing my way
?
A crown for the clown, I smile, and I run
For years now Im driven
A smile, unforgiven
Im dancing with strangers
?
Awaiting your big smile,
Im rushing downtown while youre gone
For years now Im driven, a smile unforgiven, the one
Im riding the night train
The windows a mirror
Im dancing with strangers
Im waiting...for you
Awaiting your big smile,
Im rushing downtown while youre gone
For years now Im driven, a smile unforgiven, the one
A crown for the clown, a smiling crowd, and youre gone
For years now Im driven, a smile unforgiven, the one
song performed by by Yello
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The Unforgiven
New blood joins this earth
and quikly he's subdued
through constant pain disgrace
the young boy learns their rules
with time the child draws in
this whipping boy done wrong
deprived of all his thoughts
the young man struggles on and on he's known
a vow unto his own
that never from this day
his will they'll take away
what I've felt
what I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never be
never see
won't see what might have been
what I've felt
what I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never free
never me
so I dub thee unforgiven
they dedicate their lives
to running all of his
he tries to please them all
this bitter man he is
throughout his life the same
he's battled constantly
this fight he cannot win
a tired man they see no longer cares
the old man then prepares
to die regretfully
that old man here is me
what I've felt
what I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never be
never see
won't see what might have been
what I've felt
what I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never free
never me
so I dub the unforgiven
you labeled me
I'll label you
so I dub the unforgiven
song performed by by Metallica from Metallica
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Pretty Vision
I saw a vision
Little boy
You covered up your own insights
But I may have held your hand
Or seen the ghost you tried to fight
Oh a vision
Little boy
You strayed down to find the clowns
Oh and when I wrote these lines for you
Not, not one of them was found
Blame the circus and the clowns
Before you blame yourself
Cause when your greatest needs go unforgiven
And your gifts go unreceived
Little boy
Man of need
Who could know that the road would fall
Not me not one of us
That surrounds your golden walls
So now blame the circus and the clowns
Before you blame yourself
Cause all your greatest needs go unforgiven
All your gifts go unreceived
Who could know of the fall
Who could slow the speed
Who could hold your hand
We all laughed and thought you were so free
Vision boy
Man of need
Oh do the monkeys get you down
Oh they promise you the dance of life
Complete with laughters crown
Little boy
Man of need
Did you find the freak show and a crowd
I said cut the canvas on the tent
Oh we were all innocent
Blame the circus and the clowns
Before you blame yourself
When your greatest needs go unforgiven
And your gifts go unreceived
Oh your greatest needs go unforgiven
And your gifts they go unreceived
Little boy
Man of need
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Torn
Silently I wait alone for you
I've got to put my fear back in its box
Silently I feel you breathe on me
And I hear mercy sigh and leave the room
You could hurt me
Take my breath away.
Would you like that?
You could rip me
Leave me torn and cold.
Would you like that?
One More Sin. Make me unforgiven
Silently, I turn and play begins
I watch you smile
Just like a dead things smiles
Silently I lose and darkness comes
I hear you laugh as God abandons me
You could cut me
Let me die for you.
Would you like that?
All I feel. Makes me unforgiven
song performed by by Gary Numan
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It Is A Habit
writing poems
when you really write poems
everyday and every moment of your life
even when you're in the middle of your
bread and butter eating thing
or even when you are defecating
writing poems becomes a habit
even when you sleep even when you dream
writing poems becomes a part of your system
you eat poetry you vomit poetry
you digest poetry you poo poetry
you breathe poetry you sweat poetry
you love poetry and you live with your poetry
and at the end you die with poetry
and your epitaph says: here lies the poet,
choked with poetry.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Growl
While Allen Ginsberg told us “Howl! ”
I do prefer Clint Eastwood’s growl,
while cherishing his Gran Torino,
spaghetti westernized the fino
he dramatizes in Detroit.
This expiatory exploit
performed by the old man who killed
Koreans in the killing field,
and sought atonement for this wrong,
grumpily befriending Hmong
whom up to then he had despised,
is hardly overdramatized
by Clint, who’s far more in accord
with life than Ginzberg, as his Ford––
the Gran Torino ’72––
proves him to be with derring-do.
That’s why I far prefer Clint’s growl
to Ginsberg’s grating hapless howl.
Inspired by Clint Eastwood’s movie “Gran Torino, ” which concludes with a song, “Gran Torino, ” composed and sung by Eastwood at the end of the movie, where we see the Gran Torino that he bequeathes Thao, his young Hmong friend, driving along the shores of the Lake Huron.
12/30/08
poem by Gershon Hepner
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The life of an action star is very short. I want to be an actor like Robert De Niro , like Dustin Hoffman or Clint Eastwood who in their 70s or 80s can still act.
quote by Jackie Chan
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The Poet’s Prayer
Lord forgive me
That I have chosen to become a poet
Forgive me for what I write
The poems of my life
Grant me such devotion
To write the poems that I love
Grant me the love of poetry
That must not distract me
From tenderness
Make my desire last long
Make my disillusion short
Uproot from me these impure desires
From those poems that trouble me
Let not some images confuse me
Let not some metaphors numb me
Let not my dullness sadden me
Let your radiance descend upon
The modesty of my poems
As you once gave radiance
To the prophets who cannot speak
For themselves
Let me be a strong poet
Able to love and defend
the poems for the
women and children and land
Grant me the talent to make
The poems that they may still
Recite and remember
Even when I am gone
In my weakness as a poet
Make me strong
To scorn the poems that are not pure
To shy away from the fires
And flames that do not light
The lives of other men
And women too.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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These Are My Hands
full of scars
calloused
beaten and
still
unforgiven
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Walking With Shadows
All my life
They've been here.
Waiting for you.
Patiently.
All they want is your heart and soul
They want your tears to fall
All they want is your purest sin
They want to welcome you in
They will seem
Innocent,
But they will lead you
Back to me.
All they need is one tortured soul
They need walking shadows
All they need is your last confession
They need your pain to show me
I'm waiting for the unforgiven
Waiting for sleep to come
I waiting for my one obsession
Waiting for you to come home
'Innocence is pain in disguse'
They said.
Now I believe
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Trouble with the Curve
Clint Eastwood, Amy Adams, John Goodman, Justin Timberlake, Matthew Lillard, Robert Patrick, Scott Eastwood, Matt Bush, Ed Lauter, Darren Le Gallo
by Randy Brown from Trouble with the Curve (2012)
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Your Poetry
You ask me what I like
About your Poetry?
Everything about it
Is so Beautiful,
So Wonderful,
So Ethereal ~
As the Lover’s
Fantasy…
The way you dedicate
Your poems to me
In your dreams and
Reveries of
Fantasising me…
I feel Beautiful,
Wonderful and
Ethereal ~
Just the way you
Want me to be!
Your poems beautify me
Your fantasies edify me…
You win me over with your
Renderings of romantic poetry.
I am all yours…
Your poetry seems to say.
Let this not be a Fantasy.
Hope one day, I’ll be yours
Truly yours, only yours,
Forever yours…
Life is a Fiction and a Fantasy.
May be, I’ll remain yours,
Not only through this Life.
But in soul, spirit and matter
For aeons together…
Beyond death, beyond time.
You and I merged into
The Oneness of Eternity.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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February 21 - whose birthday today?
If you saw the film 'Four Weddings and a Funeral'
you'd have been moved maybe to tears
by his 'Funeral Blues';
If you were a college poetry student
the day after 9/11
you might have had your poet in residence
read his 'September 1,1939'
and had your breath taken away
by its accidental appropriateness
and the last line, which he wanted to amend,
'We must love each other, or die'
Two poems he himself didn't think quite good enough..
this is posthumous fame beyond the control
of poets;
this is what poetry can leave to the world;
this is what poetry is.
Wystan Hugh Auden would have been 100 today.
Rest In Poetry.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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