What To Do?
paint the night
with your lullabye,
daytime, oh, just
sunny side up.
egg white
and coffee,
black, w/o sugar.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Coffee!
Coffee beans all ground up,
Coffee in my favourite cup,
Coffee black, coffee white,
Coffee dark, coffee light,
Coffee right, to start the day,
Coffee at work, coffee at play,
Coffee midday, coffee at night,
Coffee to sober, coffee to excite,
Coffee weak, coffee strong,
But maybe instead some Lapsang Souchong! ! ! !
TEA! ! ! ! !
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Paint
Don't paint me red,
Red is for bold women that use cheap scent
Don't paint me blue
Blue is for sadness and regret
Don't paint me green
Green is for envy and not to be seen
Don't paint me black
black is for the night and I love the light
Don't paint me white
White is for virgins and me, I love a flirtin'
Don't paint me orange
Orange is vile and I have some style
Don't paint me brown or grey or cream
these colours are boring and really not me.
Paint me in silver, platinum or gold
so I remain precious as I grow old.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Is it Tea or Coffee?
Is it Tea or Coffee?
Tell me!
My instant early morning dream
I like it black, white with sugar or cream!
The choice is free
Yet the mind cannot agree
With Tea is a Yippee!
With Coffee it is a Whoopee!
The thought of a little caffeine
The smell of fresh roasted beans
Will once again set off my adrenalin
While my exhausted brain is waiting
That stirring cup of sizzling black
Put on the kettle; spill the beans out of the sack
I will pay the fee; I will pay the levee
I will beg on one knee for a little bit of Coffee
Take a sip of the early morning coffee
Close your eyes and try to see
As you smell the airy aroma like a bee
Tea or Coffee! Perhaps you now understand me
Those swarms of dark brown seeds
They feed my vicious needs indeed
I don’t care how much I pee or how much I wee
For that sparking liquid of hot black called coffee
Copyright 2008 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Paint The World
It's like a chain reaction
Misunderstanding every word
It's like a train to nowhere
And everyone gets hurt
And maybe if I paint the world.. black
And maybe if I paint the world.. white
Cause you don't seem to see it quite like I do
And we don't seem to see it eye to eye
We never go the distance
We just [..] in the dirt
And I could say I'm sorry
But I want you to say it first
And maybe if I paint the world.. black
And maybe if I paint the world.. white
Cause you don't seem to see it quite like I do
And we don't seem to see it eye to eye
This is so stupid
This is all so lame
This is so stupid
Playing these games
Everything is unfocused
Everything is stained
This is so stupid
Playing these games
Well I could learn to fake it
And you could learn to bruise
And maybe we can make it
But then it's easier to lose
And maybe if I paint the world.. black
And maybe if I paint the world.. white
Cause you don't seem to see it quite like I do
And we don't seem to see it eye to eye
This is so stupid
This is all so lame
This is so stupid
Playing these games
Everything is unfocused
Everything's in pain
This is so stupid
Maybe if I paint the world.. black
And maybe if I paint the world.. white
Cause you don't seem to feel it quite like I do
And we don't seem to see it eye to eye
song performed by by Heather Nova
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Sugar Mama
Written by c. burnett.
Now then tell me sugar mama
Now where in the world did you get your sugar from?
Now then tell me sugar mama
Now where in the world did you get your sugar from?
Was it back in philadelphia woman?
Back from the place where you come from
You know theyre braggin about your sugar
Yes I said theyre braggin about it all over town
Yes I said theyre braggin about your sugar
Whoa I said theyre braggin about it all over town
Everyplace I go
Sugar mama, sure can here your name
I like my coffee sweet in the morning baby
Yes you know Im crazy about my tea at night
Yes I said I like my coffee sweet in the morning
Baby you know Im just crazy about my tea at night
Dont get my sugar three times a day
Baby you know you and me just cant get along right
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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Choose Your Color
I will paint the walls blue
Blue is calm, blue is power
Blue is the color of tranquility
Do you see my colors yet?
I will paint the ceiling green
Green is healthy, green is peace
Green makes time move faster
Do you see my colors yet?
I will paint the floor red
Red is fire, red is danger
Red is the symbol of passion
Do you see my colors yet?
I will paint the sky purple
Purple is sad, purple is gloomy
Purple is the color of romance
Do you see my colors yet?
I will paint the tree black
Black is fear, black is death
Black is the symbol of grief
Do you see my colors yet?
I will paint the street yellow
Yellow is happy, yellow is fresh
Yellow is the color of sunshine
Do you see my colors yet?
I will paint the fence orange
orange is wisdom, orange is wealth
Orange is the color of success
Do you see my colors yet?
I will paint everything white
White is good, white is pure
White is the color of faith
Have you seen my colors yet?
(August 16th,2006)
poem by Christopher G. Turner
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Daddys Baby
Daddys baby whats got you thinking
Whats got you sinking so low
It there something I should know
Something new to you
Daddys baby fussing and fretting
Keeping on getting it wrong
She can only last so long
(I think theres a line missing right here.)
So sing her a lullabye-bye
Baby dont like to cry
So sing her a lullabye-bye
Swaddle and swing her
Sing her a lullabye
She makes her feelings known to me
Her every side is shown to me
And in our time alone
Our love has surely grown of its own
Solid as a stepping stone
Silently as the dawn was breaking
Soft and clear
And my tears were dry
And my fears had flown
So I called my love my home
song performed by by James Taylor
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Sugar & Honey
(orbison--dees)
Sugar and honey, is what I cry for
Sugar and honey, is what Id die for
And darlin doll you make my life worthwhile
Because I want you sugar and honey.
Sugar and honey, keep me goin
Sugar and honey, I been a-knowin
Well everytime your lovin lips meet mine
You know I want you sugar and honey.
A little bit-a sugar, a whole lotta honey
Its alright sugar and honey mornin noon and night
Give me sugar and honey anytime.
Sugar and honey, is what I live for
Sugar and honey, for the flavor
Every little bitty thing you do
Just makes me love you, sugar and honey.
A little bit-a sugar, a whole lotta honey
Its alright sugar and honey, mornin noon and night
Yeah sugar and honey anytime, ah sugar and honey all the time
I need sugar and honey anytime.
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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So Long
'you want your
coffee black or white/'
'white.' he answers
and your president?
'well after Obama'
he answers;
'i dont mind whether
he is black or white.'
'why? he has always
been white, ' I say
'Well, paradigm shift.
crossing that boundary
between white and black.
so long for us to cross
a boundary inside us.'
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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She Asks Me How Should My Coffee Be?
and i tell her
have it as hot as
global warming
up the brim full as full
put lots of sugar
and cream
a spoonful of coffee
black as the night
when all the good men
want to die
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sunny Boy
Sunny Boy
Play that guitar
It'll all be clear
In the morning
Sunny Boy
Flash those two eyes
And wash this
Colour-lessness blue
Not a dry eye or empty glass in the house
When he plays, by nine everybody is soused
For every bottom of the glass
There's another glass new
There's not a bottom of the heap he doesn't minister to
Sunny Boy
Play that guitar
And paint this
Meaninglessness true
One more glass of sooth for my friends
Oh, I'm waiting to drown
In one more glass of my surrender
And I see my rhapsody clear
Through drunken eyes and notes delivered
Sunny boy, Sunny boy
Paint this meaninglessness true
Somewhere through the fog of it all
I can see all your faces out there
Can you wash it all blue?
Wash it all blue
Paint it all true
Paint it all true
poem by Steven Webster
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This Lullaby
Where O where have you been my love?
Where O where can you be?
It's been so long, since the moon has gone.
& O what a wreck you've made me.
Are you there over the ocean?
Are you there, up in the sky?
Until the return of my love
This lullabye
My Hope is on the horizon
Every face, it's your eyes i can see
I plead, i pray through each night & day
Our Embrace is only a dream.
& as sure as days come from moments
Each hour becomes a life's time
When she'd left, i'd only begun this lullabye
song performed by by Queens Of The Stone Age
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Perfect Coffee
she dance in front of me, in early morning suite,
before the Rooster crock in early shout of morning,
brows and feel then the coffee lies in the table with
a happy roost
comfort the night with that dancing lady, where
every inch of her hair, languish her leg just off the
bed to play, come admirable ecstasy wake me up,
full and squeeze the earth, grip my trembling heart
as you quizzed my neck into the earth seeking night
with nothing but gone of myself
I almost drawn, of the mixed emotion of sugar drops
in the coffee, wanted a perfect blends of boil water as
it fades away, oh! yes thanks to the table that hold
every cup, the party has to go like a merry go around
the table of free
now the sweet aroma of coffee brings a good
morning mist, with sugar dare coffee taste as old, the
same thirst the tongue requests; drink the leverage of
mate that holds, for each breath of lips that savour
the spell, lives the saving faith
a hot coffee for free, take it out or dine with thee ….
poem by Antonio Liao
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Naked Before My Eyes
feeling empty
i sense you
i get near you
feeling your hand
and you look at me
knowing something
that fills you too
i like you to be
my empty cup
to my hot water
i can be more
than hot water
i can be a spoon
stirring you and
you can be coffee too
and cream and
sugar and mint
i can be the mouth
that opens to drink
you as coffee and
surely we shall have
a good time together
tonight i like you
to be more than coffee
and cream and sugar
just be yourself naked
before my emptiness
and i can also be more
than a mouth to you
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sugar Man
Roy orbison/ bill dees
Look at me walking free, day and night
Here I come, Im the one to treat you right
Ill make your dreams come true, Ill do what I can
Baby when I do, you can say you knew the sugar man
I can make lemon sweet, yes I can
I can make trick a treat, yes I can
Im a walkin honeycomb, complete with candy kisses
Woman come along, you dont want to miss this sugar man
When the temperature drops, call the heater man
When the water stops, call the plumber man
When youre feelin lonely, you know who to see
Look in the yellow pages of your directory, look for me
Sugar in the mornin, sugar every night
Sugar in between times, sugar anytime
Take me by the hand I wanna be your sugar man
Baby understand, I gotta be your sugar man
Let me be your sugar man, I wanna be your sugar man
I gotta be your sugar man, let me be your sugar man, I wanna be your sugar man....
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Questions......
lady, (lady in black
gown, black hat, and
hand-gloves)
why do you want your
coffee black?
why do you always want
bitterness?
why always alone
sitting on a chair facing the sea
and drinking the salt of
the breeze
with your black coffee?
why sip bitterness
when
to my mind, coffee would be
better with cream
and honey
with someone beside you
facing the sea and
savoring the salt of the sea
with that black coffee of yours?
lady, why mourn
when joy is just around the bend?
why can't we be alone
together?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Tsholofelo, My Hope (A tribute to the Asian & African women I have lived with)
How shall I paint your portrait?
In purple, in black, in green...
Passionate and romantic...
Dancing a woman's tango.
Tsholofelo, I see you
primed in blue maid's uniform
serving hot coffee or tea
in locked executive rooms.
in construction work: digging;
chipping boulder's; sweating black;
climbing, laying hollow blocks;
looking sturdy; undaunted.
How shall I paint your bright hope?
In your womb, a child so dear;
Trapped in a world so unfair
Where diamonds are not rare.
How shall I paint your portrait?
Purple with your bleeding heart;
Black with your skin so unspoiled;
Green with your unfailing hope.
poem by Remedios Nalundasan-Abijan
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Paint body art beautiful
her majesty the hand
with nail graffiti polish
pain in henna red
paint in henna black
paint paint my heart
paint body art faithful
faithful to the strokes
paint in strokes divine
paint in strokes of red
paint in strokes of black
paint paint my heart
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Just Another Night
(ian hunter/mick ronson)
Oh no, the fuzz, all in a line
My oh my, I think Im gonna die
And its just another night
Its just another night
Got a long black face; who goes there?
All the reefer madnessput a poor kid in jail
And its just another night
Yeah, its just another night
Oh take it easy boy or its doa
Chrome on my body and a lot of folks say
That its just another night
Hey, its just another night
Oh, its just another night on the other side of life
Head ones a saw-bones and he wrecked my chair
Said howd you like to do it in a room downstairs
And its just another night
Oh, just another night
Hey now, papa joe, dont you pull my hair
All this intrigue, it gets me out of my league
And its just another night
Its just another night
His old man spent a fortune just to get him in
But baby boy growed up just as stupid as him
And its just another night
Its just another night
Its just another night on the other side of life
Just another night, hung down slow
I dont like the hotel let me go
Hells bells! give me a chance!
This rock n roller dont wanna dance
Just another night
Just another night
Well, its just another night on the other side of life
I never felt so bad; wheres my shades?
Its gonna be a long one getting crazed
A head spoutin noodles said, what do you plead?
I said you aint got to touch a man to make a man bleed
n its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night!
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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White Sky
The white sky is in my dream
And it is so ugly to look at because he doesn't have any life to it
But white is also a boring color for the sky
Also I must admit that te snow is white and white is fine for the snow but Not for the sky
God please paint the sky blue tomorrow because I can't stand to look at that Boring white sky
God I want you to give some life to that sky by tomorrow
Please don't forget that
Because I am bragging tou to do something about that sky
God if you finish painting the sky with paint and a brush than you will be Able to add some stars at night
And make that stars shine at night I beat that people like me and Others will start to pay attention in the sky
poem by Aldo Kraas
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