Ignore ill comments
You can retort when someone brand you low.
You can elicit from him an apology.
Can you erase the impression he had?
Rather your retort might concretize it.
20.07.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Quick Retorts
Very often, when I’ve been in a group
Of folks who enjoy making smart remarks
Not for maliciousness, it’s all in fun
But, still, one needs a quick retort
For me, I’ll usually think of one
‘Bout fifteen minutes after everyone’s gone
And wonder “now why didn’t I say that”
But, by then, it’s too late, they’ve already gone
This one old boy that I’m around a lot
Seems always ready with a smart remark
It’s not very often he ever gets stopped
But, one got him good with a quick retort
It was when this fellow comes back to work
From his honeymoon with a great big grin
Old “Smarty” got ‘em cornered in the crowd and asked
“How many times on your first night, friend?
Now, the boy’s face turned strawberry red
And old “Smarty” figured, he’d gave him a start
But once he got over the initial jolt
He said “two times, Smarty” and he stuck his chest out
Old “Smarty” reared back and said, “on my wedding night,
Me and my wife, twelve times, we went at it”
The boy, straight faced, and without hesitation
Said, “well, I reckon my wife just wasn’t used to it”
Copyright C R Clark-3/11/2008
poem by C.R. Clark
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Audiences are always better pleased with a smart retort, some joke or epigram, than with any amount of reasoning.
quote by Charlotte Perkins Gilman
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Life’s Questions
When I was the tender age of five,
I asked my mother a question about life.
“I know I hear your voice, and I hear mine,
Were does my voice come from, it seems so sublime.”
Then of course my mom did retort,
She is not the comforting kind of sort.
“If you asked anyone they would think you were crazy”
So I decided hey, I know I will find out one day I’m not lazy.
I did talk to many who are a sage,
Even read the written page.
Of all the questions I have to ask,
How did we get here, I know it’s not by chance.
Now I read “Conversations with God”
It helped me confirm and figure it all out.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 26,2011
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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Saving Ev
As I was going to bed,
I heard loud
shouts directed at Ev.
I ran outside to the front,
girls yelling words
mean and blunt.
Girls punching Ev,
I did break in,
and make sure Ev
got air to breathe again.
Then I broke away and
ran towards the door,
along with Ev,
girls running after all four.
The door did shut
but girls were strong,
cops came fast
before too long.
A shoe was left outside,
girls thought we were
trying to hide.
The cop pressed charges
and girls went to court.
Ev 'let it go' that was his retort.
Now Ev says if I hadn’t jumped in,
there would be no more left of him.
Thank God I did or I would be left
with less one friend.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.14,2011
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Saving Ev
As I was going to bed,
I heard loud
shouts directed at Ev.
I ran outside to the front,
girls yelling words
mean and blunt.
Girls punching Ev,
I did break in,
and make sure Ev
got air to breathe again.
Then I broke away and
ran towards the door,
along with Ev,
girls running all four.
The door did shut
but girls were strong,
cops came fast before
too long.
A shoe was left outside,
girls thought we were
trying to hide.
The cop pressed charges
and girls went to court.
Ev let it go that was his retort.
Now Ev says if I hadn’t jumped in,
there would be no more left of him.
Thank God I did or I would be left
with one less friend.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.14,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Thats My Impression
(tennant/lowe)
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I went looking for someone I couldnt find
Staring at faces by the serpentine
Walking slowly, I realised
Youd been and gone - I know you lied
Thats my impression
Thats my impression
Thats my impression
Thats my impression
The wind was chilly and the sky was dull
I went for shelter to the temple
Once inside I couldnt believe my eyes
Youd been and gone - I know you lied
Thats my impression
Thats my impression
Thats my impression
Thats my impression
Go to a club - you think Ill be there
I dont go cause Im not a member
You said you went to apologise
Its plain to me thats one more lie
Thats my impression
Thats my impression
Thats my impression (impression)
Thats my impression
I went looking for someone I couldnt find
Staring at faces by the serpentine
Walking slowly, I realised
Youd been and gone - I know you lied
Thats my impression
Thats my impression
Thats my impression
Thats my impression
Its an expression
And a suggestion
I learned my lesson
Thats my impression
Thats my impression (impression)
Thats my impression
Thats my impression (impression)
I learned my lesson
I went looking for someone I couldnt find
Staring at faces by the serpentine
Walking slowly I - realised
Youd been and gone - I know
You lied - thats my impression
I know you lied
And thats my impression
Thats my impression
My impression
Thats my impression
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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When You Ask Whether I Am Okay
when you ask that question
many things come into my mind too
'are you okay? ' such strikes my mind
and i retort
with 'why do you ask? '
we live in a mirror world
we project
who we are
what we are
where are we going?
your loneliness mirrors
mine
you reflect light
to my mirror
i like to shine like diamond
but i am not
i am dawn fading
and the day does not recognize me
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Grave Situation
“The other reason I
Didn’t show up?
Well…”
His eyes turned in,
Towards his soul
“It’s something I
Cannot name”
“Welcome to the court
Of consequences! ”
Her retort was immediate
And bruised
They stared, stunned
By nebulous knowledge
Deep into each other
And the relationship gasped
And died
The funeral never
Happened
No mourners dared
Visit the grave
October,2006
poem by Rev. Rebecca Guile Hudson
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The Chronicles of A New Day part 9 Fey in Metaphors
ok...ok
sure.., maybe some other day
not today
i just dont have those feelings... i dont know
i have not leanred to show
love and affection... 'your first girl friend will be crazy'
these words burned into my head as i crumpled my daisy
i would not even try for love all those scoffers could the be right?
maybe thats true, but what is scary is what my retort was
because of what i said i will now suffer great hardship
poem by David Knox
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Quintessential Compeer
I know not, what the future may hold-
Yet, of mine ardor, thou may be assured;
Mine everlasting affinity, thine charms have cajoled;
I offer thee mine heart, hitherto e'er-coffered!
Thou art the counterpoint to mine soul-
Of this verity, I have not, the least doubt;
Thine grace, recompense for what circumstance stole-
Thou art a religion, to which I am most devout!
Our consort was fated, by God divined,
Thou art the quintessential compeer I knew He would find-
The apparition of countless aspiration,
The answer to mine most lofty mentation;
All offered me, is offered contrariwise, to thee-
Thine retort to same, I hope not, a surprise to me!
Maurice Harris,12 May 2011
poem by Maurice Harris
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Brand New Start
An apology so sincere.
It now makes things so very clear.
To finally have it is quite queer.
I never expected to have these words so dear.
I take it gladly to the heart.
It gives us both a brand new start.
To be true freinds that never part.
Fighting for eachother with strength and smarts.
With genuine affection that builds our hearts.
I gladly accept.
The pain is spent.
Let's build the bond we've kept.
Make it strong with this redempt.
Never thinking of relent.
It feels so good to hear these words.
This gracious apology opens up so many worlds.
To explore and teach with such a splendid girl.
Thank you for all you've done.
It rests my soul that now we've won.
So take my hand and feel the sun.
This brand new life has just begun.
poem by Michael McParland
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Doug the Collector
“Put your paintings in galleries” was his retort,
Doug collected art for fun and sport.
Finding antiques and unusual art,
Doug looked for in the morning right at the start.
The flea market is where he’ld find his finds,
Interesting items of all unusual kinds,
Like a carved wooden piece that was handmade,
he enjoyed before he went to his grave.
Now Doug is a Canadian that likes his wine,
he drinks French wine from France that’s fine.
While listening to the chimes that make sounds
Keeping him smiling without a frown.
Doug grows plants with his magic green thumb,
he likes watching people on street for fun.
Maybe I will see him soon,
have breakfast with him before 12 noon.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 17,2011
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Courante Monsieur
That frown, Aminta, now hath drown'd
Thy bright front's pow'r, and crown'd
Me that was bound.
No, no, deceived cruel, no!
Love's fiery darts,
Till tipt with kisses, never kindle hearts.
Adieu, weak beauteous tyrant, see!
Thy angry flames meant me,
Retort on thee:
For know, it is decreed, proud fair,
I ne'r must dye
By any scorching, but a melting, eye.
poem by Richard Lovelace
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Doug the Collector
"Put your paintings in galleries" was his retort,
Doug collected art for fun and sport.
Finding antiques and unusual art,
Doug looked for in the morning right at the start.
The flea market is where he'ld find his finds,
Interesting items of all unusual kinds,
Like a carved wooden piece that was handmade,
he enjoyed before he went to his grave.
Now Doug is a Canadian that likes his wine,
he drinks French wine from France that's fine.
While listening to the chimes that make sounds
Keeping him smiling without a frown.
Doug grows plants with his magic green thumb,
he likes watching people on street for fun.
Maybe I will see him soon,
have breakfast with him before 12 noon.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 17,2011
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Is Art Ego?
Is art ego
when your Picasso?
Many critics spat
cast judgment so thought.
What thought
Picasso’s retort?
To live breathe art
in liquid sculpture paint
at consuming rate
afire fiber tracks late
descent desire spine sate
to create to create
poem by Terence George Craddock
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My Plans
I am on a chase
In the names of your oddity;
Retort the armies of pleasure,
A service has eliminated me.
To stop and be short is exact,
Be the sergeant, be the word
That bites other men, those
Who stimulate your intellect
In the face of war.
A plan needs a solver
Or the plans begin in a short time.
May quick plans be relentless
On the enemy,
On the fools and stupidity,
On each offensive they have laid.
I cry audibly so as to surrender
To this fight in my head.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Brand New Game
Saw you talk near the slots
And I got a brand new game
Running down the alley with an hour you bought
From a man with no last name
Like an idiot animal
Too stupid to shame
Got a brand new game
Got a brand new, brand new game
Got a brand new game
Got a brand new game
Ape man in a cave
Painting on the wall
Nothings gonna keep the visions menacing glances
And nothing thats got it all
From gazing over to where hope sleeps
Artificially small
Like a beast to tame
Got a brand new game
Got a brand new, brand new game
Got a brand new game
Got a brand new game
Now monkey is alright?
Come on
Ones never enough, twos always a crowd
I got a mindful scoping the slide?
And a glass side nature mane?
Everythings impossible
Theres nothing to do
But oppose this road remain?
Push the point to oblivion
And keep turning the plane
Got a brand new game
Got a brand new, brand new game
Got a brand new game
Got a brand new game
song performed by by Elliott Smith
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Erase 'em All
Building the walls around it
Created self with nothing much
Without a cost to find it
Feeling avoid and losing touch
The borrowed taste his novelty
Could be a product of another's humility
Don't worry your loss wil be his gain
He wouldn't hesitate to turn his back on you
And it might be true
Erase 'em all - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall befoer you know the motto
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know you gotta
Erase 'em all
The warning's out it's gonna come to an end and I
Hate to see him label me as a friend tonight
Never question my intentions without the right
Showing me another way to turn his back on you
And it might be you
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know the motto
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know you gotta
Erase 'em all, Erase 'em all, Erase 'am all,
Erase 'em all
Erase 'em all, Erase 'em all, Erase 'am all,
Erase 'em all
You wanna stay you'd better run
When I catch up you better have a gun
I'm so wound up from playin' dumb
This time it's real and real isn't fun
You never saw this side before
Don't test the water for what's in store
I drew the line and I learned a rule
What's good for me isn't good for you
Erase 'em all
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know the motto
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know you gotta
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know the motto
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know you gotta
Erase 'em all
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Ball
Life plays
Baseball
Handball
Basketball
Ne tball,
Throwball
Volleyball
Football -
With me
And says to me
Haughtily:
If you are
Clever enough,
Dodge me!
I retort back
Snootily:
Hmph!
I'm in no
Mood to play
Ball games
With you!
I'm gonna play
Pakran-Pakrai
With death.
If you can
Race against
Time, come and
Catch me ;)
(I asked my son what is Pakran-Pakrai called in UK. He said it's called ‘it'!)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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To a poet, painter and musician
Three Muses one day
Had a serious fray,
Concerning a youth who had wandered astray,
And fast up Parnassus was taking his way.
They each urged a claim
Each gave him her name,
And each vowed to crown him with chaplets of fame.
Frown followed retort,
Till to cut it all short,
They decided to carry the case up to court.
Appllo averred,
That from all he had heard,
The claim of exclusiveness seemed quite absurd;
And he gave his decree
That this soul should be free
For the "joint occupancy" of the whole three.
poem by Anne Lynch Botta from Poems (1848)
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