This Englishwoman is so refined,
She has no bosom and no behind.
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I've refined my mechanics, refined my pitches. I've gotten more confidence, and I've gotten more determination. I've got a better idea what I'm doing out there.
quote by Randy Johnson
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There are only Epicureans, either crude or refined; Christ was the most refined.
quote by Georg Buchner
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A sort of Poem about Fear
Are we all initially driven by FEAR?
Is this negative energy in the form of FEAR necessary in Her grand evolutionary scheme?
Perhaps FEAR is the great catalyst in which LOVE is refined:
FEAR of loss of means is refined to a motivational LOVE to find new, more positive means
FEAR of loss of community is refined to motivational LOVE to build and strengthen community
Fear of God is refined to motivational LOVE to protect and bask in all that IS.
Fear of loss of LOVE is oxymoronic as FEAR is the ABSENCE of LOVE
I am not afraid
poem by Goocolbe Questioni
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The young widow
Not an apple, stolen and bitten,
Not the wine, sore and spit,
But a Villa, just lived in
And emptied is a widow
She is a refined Villa,
Hence a refined virgin.
A widow is much renowned.
26.05.2000, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Bosom Of Abraham
(words & music by johnson - mcfadden - brooks - presley)
Well you rock my soul
Down in the bosom of abraham
Rock, rock, rock down in the bosom of abraham
He rocks my soul down in the bosom of abraham
Well a rich man lives, he lives so well
Children, when he dies on a lonely hill
Why dont you rock my soul in the bosom of abraham
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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An Era of Change
In My lifetime I experienced
an era of change
Television was invented in Colour
Racism came to and end as we had known it for years
Countries that once were, were no more
Communism was liberated
The great wall of china came down
Sexuality became open and freely explored
Implements of war were refined and massive
The seas began to rise
Global warming increased
Mobile phones were refined
Computers were invented and computer games took over
and I grew from innocent child
to worldly woman supplying the earth with four new groups
of future generations
poem by Janice M Pickett
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Undermind
Undecided, undefined
Undisturbed yet undermined
Relocated not retired
Reprimanded and rewind
Mystified and misshapen
Misinformed but not mistaken
Reinvented, redefined
Rearranged but not refined
Unrelenting, understroked
Undeterred yet unprovoked
Reinvented, redefined
Rearranged but not refined
Mystified and misshapen
Misinformed but not mistaken
Undecided, undefined.
[Thanks to [email protected] for these lyrics]
song performed by by Phish
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Bosom Of Abraham (take 7)
Well you rock my soul
Down in the bosom of Abraham
Rock, rock, rock down in the bosom of Abraham
He rocks my soul down in the bosom of Abraham
Well a rich man lives, He lives so well
Children, when he dies on a lonely hill
Why don't you rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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The Church bell tolls beyond the Colliery
The colour is black when he comes home
But he is not a Negro who sweats in a coal mine.
His fiancée is a Negress who grinds to a flour milling factory
Walks home like an Englishwoman floury.
They live together under a one roof and breathe the same colourless air.
The destiny is little fair to them so far and she delivered twins a (Christmas) par with a black girl and a white boy.
Oh! A Christmas for them it’s really it seems.
He goes alone in the midnight Mass
And she heard beyond the colliery the church bell tolls.
The infants were baptized as Jesus and Mary
And it’s a once upon a time story.
* A Christmas gift to all my poet friends.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Scentless Flow'rs I Bring Thee
Scentless flow'rs I bring thee-yet
In thy bosom be they set;
In thy bosom each one grows
Fragrant beyond any rose.
Sweet enough were she who could,
In thy heart's sweet neighbourhood,
Some redundant sweetness thus
Borrow from that overplus.
poem by William Watson
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Ganymede
How, in the light of morning,
Round me thou glowest,
Spring, thou beloved one!
With thousand-varying loving bliss
The sacred emotions
Born of thy warmth eternal
Press 'gainst my bosom,
Thou endlessly fair one!
Could I but hold thee clasp'd
Within mine arms!
Ah! upon thy bosom
Lay I, pining,
And then thy flowers, thy grass,
Were pressing against my heart.
Thou coolest the burning
Thirst of my bosom,
Beauteous morning breeze!
The nightingale then calls me
Sweetly from out of the misty vale.
I come, I come!
Whither? Ah, whither?
Up, up, lies my course.
While downward the clouds
Are hovering, the clouds
Are bending to meet yearning love.
For me,
Within thine arms
Upwards!
Embraced and embracing!
Upwards into thy bosom,
Oh Father all-loving!
poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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Twelve Years
It’s been twelve
Years, I’ve been
Feeding him
My bosom,
Yet his thirst
Remains
Unquenchable,
As my first night
With him.
And I thought,
Twelve years
Is a long time
To get used to,
And get over,
A woman’s bosom.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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The more refined one is, the more unhappy.
quote by Anton Chekhov
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Certainly I was relatively a refined person. No way a tramp.
quote by Beatrice Wood
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A Day Like This
it was such a lovely day
like this
sunny and hot
in a day like this
in flower fragrance
bright and glittering
your kisses changed
my bosom
sworn not to kiss
sealed for kisses
itwas such a day like this
filled with bisrd singings
and happy children screamings
your returning
made my bosom a pair with yours
my bosom which was fed up with loneliness
and longing for you
it was such a lovely day
a day boring us with its yellow heat
when
i was in bare feet
walking on the roads
and impatiently waiting for you
it was sucha a lovely day
like this
your sudden death
has made me collapsed
and made me upset
Ferda BAYKAL
Translation Metin SAHIN
poem by Metin Sahin
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The Physique of Intimate Poetry
I decided to read poetry
written only by
imagined beautiful people.
In my psyche
their words
structured into poised stanzas
become refined paragraphs
that perch elegantly
on slender ankles
supporting the upper half
of their bovine torso.
This pastoral vision
of grass
metamorphosing
into milk suckled from a teat
is so convincingly surreal
that it is not
may not be a tit.
Reality is that
a refined ankle to one
is the size of a thigh to another
a simile to an inverted pear
one must eat
starting with the arse.
Botero
and his crushingly mammothian
figurative representations
weigh heavily on my mind.
I also like them plump
and towering
close to my eyes
enabling me to kiss such
by only slightly
turning my head sideways.
Needless to say
this is one time I am bullish
on a mad cow.
~~~
Alex Nodopaka Nov©2008
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poem by Alex Nodopaka
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Ache
The ache of my bosom
Is such, that it needs
The bite of your teeth
To make it ache
More and more…
And with this
Aching bosom,
My love, when I
Take leave of you,
The mark of your
Teeth - will always
Remain with me…
Making me ache
For you ~
Forever more…
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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It seems unpleasantly refined to put things off till someone knows.
quote by William Empson
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The more refined and subtle our minds, the more vulnerable they are.
quote by Paul Tournier
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