Devices eat you up.
If you were to go to nearby schools,
To work in your village, buy from near by
And befriend natives you need no vehicles,
Telephones and email which all eat you up.
14.08.2010.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Happy Friendship Day,2012
Befriend someone who
Fills a void in life;
Befriend someone who
Helps you in all strife.
Befriend someone who
Consoles you in grief;
Befriend someone who
Never turns a thief!
Befriend someone who
Steals your mind and heart;
Befriend someone who
Weeps when you depart.
Befriend someone who
Makes days beautiful!
Befriend someone who
Makes life meaningful!
poem by John Celes
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Temporary vehicles.
We are all temporary vehicles
On a road to Jerusalem.
Temporary vehicles.
Ah la
Temporary vehicles.
In time of sun.
We all run to fields of gold.
We are all temporary vehicles
In this theatre of dreams.
Falling through this
Stage of fright.
Temporary vehicles.
On a road to ruin,
Of age and decay
Temporary vehicles
In this body of sin,
True soul of love
Lives within.
poem by Peter Vealey
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In Need Of Tightening
Those who pick up their telephones,
Calling around to those they 'befriend'...
For any clue or hint,
From anyone...
About what is being said about them.
Has more than insecurities,
To eliminate from their minds.
There are several loosened bolts,
In need of tightening as well.
With issues of faith and trust...
Collecting dust in a cluttered attic.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Many of our own people here in this country do not ask about computers, telephones and television sets. They ask - when will we get a road to our village.
quote by Thabo Mbeki
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666 Talents Of Gold
666 talents of gold for my lover in the valley of this bush nearby,
For she is gladly welcome to my home;
But Ghanaians came around and settled over here,
And they changed their names like the natives!
But, my lover will surely have the 666 talents of gold from me;
Because, the valley of this bush nearby is full of gold! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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0025 The Godown of Knowledge
‘The godown of knowledge
increases by distribution’..
What a lovely picture
the sages paint –
like a children’s story
of magic, of that world
that’s truer than you’d think –
A huge warehouse, busy
at the unloading bays,
with thousands of white-clad,
happy faces under the sign,
‘Knowledge Godown – Take
as Much as you can Manage’,
handing out to eager arms,
while in the office, email, telephones
are busy with the orders for despatch
to those in need who’re not so near;
and a glance over your shoulder
from the work station
shows the stock piling ever higher…
a lovely story… except that
that is how it is
in that world that children
just about recall
and sages know.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Payment
A tortuous path of neurons arced a call: ‘Awake! ’
I did; in rising, peering, stretching, bearing,
Pained anticipation saw it all:
Foretold, another filthy day.
I drew the drape: diluvian lay the ground
Beneath a lazy leaden cloud – apissing out
The puddles; irksome on the roof –
The drumming drops of bitter glee
Were hounding out a hapless me –
Reinforcing doubt that I am sound.
I left the house
to go to work
to earn a crust
without a perk
then on to bust
another straining vessel.
Trudging on thro’ mud and clay, I pondered:
‘Why a drought of happy times?
Auspicious climes were
Old and fusty books
Atop a dusty shelf
Inside a morgue-of-a-room,
Somewhere in a long-forgotten library
Down a lane without a way.’
I thought again: ‘And still I pay.’
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Scientists at MIT and engineering schools all across America say that they could improve the fuel economy standards for the existing set of vehicles by 10 miles per gallon using existing technology, without compromising safety or comfort at all.
Dont Say It To My Face
when you broke up with me
you did it over email
why couldn't you just tell me?
you have no respect
i would have rather you said it to my face
then email it to me
that we are over
poem by Marissa Ford
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Email Someone
You wonder
What will happen
If you email someone.
Maybe nothing!
And then you may feel
Terrible.
Email someone
Just once
And you may get nothing.
But if you keep doing it
In a safe and sensible manner?
Why that is the way
One of the highways
Out of loneliness!
poem by Lonely People Champion
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Remedy? See it, Read It And Delete
Why send a message,
With an expectation to receive a response.
If your 'email' box is full and blocked.
And when you confront people,
You ask of them...
Why has their communication stopped.
Why bother to have email at all?
If this instant way of keeping in touch,
Is quicker than making a telephone call.
Or if someone says,
'I answered your message...
Why haven't you responded? '
And that person says...
~Time has prevented me to do it.~
And this is the same person heard to say...
~No one ever tells me what's going on.
And if they did...
I haven't reviewed my email for weeks.~
Remedy?
See it, read it and delete!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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On the night of the 1st of September we observed for the first time signs of the natives being in the neighbourhood. Fires were seen on the low land near Cape Frederick Henry, and at daylight we saw the natives with our glasses.
quote by William Bligh
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For example, I was discussing the use of email and how impersonal it can be, how people will now email someone across the room rather than go and talk to them. But I don't think this is laziness, I think it is a conscious decision people are making to save time.
quote by Margaret J. Wheatley
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We think there's a huge opportunity in smaller vehicles. Smaller vehicles done in an American way.
quote by Freeman Thomas
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Nude Erections in Contemporary Poetry
Is the whole of Canada
supporting itself by the export
of Viagra and such? And how
did they get my email address
and share it so generously
amongst those who don’t know my age
and how the doctor says
I shouldn’t get excited with
my high blood pressure and all that?
I hope they all take their work home
and get fired next day for being late to work.
I think it’s called a pyrrhic victory.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Many shapes of desire
I cannot befriend who all I admire.
I cannot woo who all I befriend.
I cannot hold who all I woo.
I cannot mate who all I hold.
The one I get is none of them..
16.02.2000, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Mycoo: 22
guests are gods
their vehicles
unwelcome
[Traditional Indian culture treats mother, father, teacher and guest as god. Nowadays, every apartment complex greets you with the sign: Outsiders’ vehicles not allowed]
[Mar 08,2009: : Hyderabad, India]
poem by AtreyaSarma Uppaluri
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Charter schools are public schools that operate, to a certain extent, outside the system. They have more control over their teachers, curriculum and resources. They also have less money than public schools.
quote by Maggie Gallagher
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Global Village
Global village
Though we are all human
we are made to be different
by forces beyond our clout
Yet they want remake us
in a new image of their choice
in a village too big to be safe
The world they now call
a single village in the globe
with a big brother to match
As long as we are second class
within that large village fashioned
we would be subjected to
someone’s standards
someone’s culture
someone’s technology
someone’s understanding
someone’s world view
someone’s theories and concepts
They try hard in harder ways
to make us part of that village
but we know we are different
and shall strive to leave outside
that fashioned unsafe village
poem by Yusuf Adamu
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Gender bender
These days of the global village
one's compassion should extend
to all nations.
So today, offered by email
a jackrabbit vibrator with adjustable butterfly
for personalized clitoris satisfaction
and penis extension kit
with reduced price Viagra offer
I'm thinking:
is the mail any greater
for Canadians called Jean?
poem by Michael Shepherd
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