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Ten ways to restful mind

Give one-sixth extra time for travel.
Provide one tenth income for old age.
Buy, only when driven by demand.
Lend not, instead, gift one tenth of it.
Hold words, unless asked for.
Help or not, but never hurt.
Expect one-third less output.
Anticipate one-third more input.
Leave wealth only by a Will.
Never exploit others’ weakness.
Then you will have fewer worries.
05.12.2001, Pakd

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Tenth

the tenth is always my ending
the tenth of a day
and the tenth of what i am

the rest shall not be yours
for the universe owns it
the rest scatters itself
a no man's land
a place for all air and dusts
a place for all the shining stars

there is light, and space and
eternity
like the longings of the heart
like the droplets
of memories

the tenth as gift
and nothing more.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Ten Little Indians

Ten little indian boys
The first little indian gave squaw pretty feather
(little indian boy)
The second little indian made her an indian dollar
(fighting over a squaw)
Well the third little indian gave her moccasin leather
(little indian boy)
The squaw didnt like em at all
The fourth little indian took her riding in his big canoe
(little indian boy)
The fifth little indian took her down the waterfall
(fighting over a squaw)
The sixth little indian taught the squaw how to woo-woo
(little indian boy)
But the squaw didnt like em at all
One little, two little, three little indians
(keep us humming were the ten little indians)
Four little, five little, six little indians
(keep us humming were the ten little indians)
Seven little, eight little, nine little indians
(keep us humming were the ten little indians)
Ten little indian boys
The seventh little indian took her over to his teepee
(little indian boy)
The eighth little indian tried to give her a love poem
(fighting over a squaw)
The ninth little indian said youre my kemosabe
(little indian boy)
The squaw didnt like em at all
The tenth little indian said it really didnt matter
(little indian boy)
He acted like himself and he didnt look at her
(fighting over a squaw)
The squaw didnt care if he never did a thing
(little indian boy)
Cause she loved the tenth indian boy
Loved the tenth indian boy
Loved the tenth indian boy
Loved the tenth indian boy

song performed by by Beach Boys
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Tenth Avenue Freeze-out

Tear drops on the city
Bad scooter searching for his groove
Seem like the whole world walking pretty
And you cant find the room to move
Well everybody better move over, thats all
Im running on the bad side
And I got my back to the wall
Tenth avenue freeze-out, tenth avenue freeze-out
Im stranded in the jungle
Taking all the heat they was giving
The night is dark but the sidewalks bright
And lined with the light of the living
From a tenement window a transistor blasts
Turn around the corner things got real quiet real fast
She hit me with a tenth avenue freeze-out
Tenth avenue freeze-out
And Im all alone, Im all alone
And kid you better get the picture
And Im on my own, Im on my own
And I cant go home
When the change was made uptown
And the big man joined the band
From the coastline to the city
All the little pretties raise their hands
Im gonna sit back right easy and laugh
When scooter and the big man bust this city in half
With a tenth avenue freeze-out, tenth avenue freeze-out
Tenth avenue freeze-out...

song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Our Healthy First Year

The sun is shining brightly
It is a warm and beautiful day
The children are running
The birds are singing
As our little Viva plays
You know, father time is passing by
Seems a happy baby seldom cries
No sign of God’s love could be more clear
Today we give thanks to our healthy first year
We give thanks to our Lord
On this tenth of May
Cause mommy was born
On the very same day
We give thanks to our maker
On this tenth of May
Cause daddy met mommy
On the very same day

poem by Mustafa Marconi
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10 - 80 - 10

A tenth bright a tenth dark.
The gray eighty depends on your spark
Light it so that nothing hinders;
Ignite it and there are only cinders.

Enjoy that bright tenth for such a short time,
Converting the 80 to something sublime.
This brilliance will brighten that 10 dark spot,
Which is a part of what every life’s got.

A fool takes the 80 and turns off the light by
Whining about the top 10 and how it’s not right.
How it’s not fair that others have more
As its top 10 teeters and its 80 become poor.

In this life of 100 we choose where to live,
Taking and hating or loving to give.
Live the top 10 then the others will follow.
Choose the dark 10 and the rest will be hollow.

poem by Gregory Huyette
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Ten Roses

For every tear you cry,
I cry a hundred thousand more,

I'll give you ten roses,
For everything you're fighting for.

The first will be a red rose,
For courage and for health,

The second a bright yellow rose,
For gaining all life's wealth,

The third will be a soft pink rose,
So you may be happy in love,

The fourth will be a white rose,
Brought by a turtledove,

The fifth will be an orange rose,
To give you back your fire,

The sixth will be a deep pink rose,
So you may have what you desire,

The seventh will be a coral rose,
To gain you many friends,

The eighth will be a purple rose,
To guide you through life's bends,

The ninth will be a pale yellow rose,
To give you hope to try,

The tenth will be a black rose,
So you can mourn me when I die.

I have to leave my dearest friend,
But may the roses last you til my end,

I'm sorry I could not say goodbye,
Though ten roses I leave by your side.

I leave you with a kiss,
Along with these rose flowers,

I know I will be missed,
But I pray the roses will give you power,

Power to go on my love,
Power to be strong,

Power to get over me,
And let your life carry on

poem by Ruth warren
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All Our Lives

all our lives
sad to say
be it the sixth
or the tenth
have always been
a don't do this
don't do that &
perhaps it is time
to change from
blessed are those...
blessed are those....
God bless you.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Gratitude Is The Juice

A harvest comes tenfold of the seed sown
And one tenth of the blossom produced.
Gratitude comes one tenth of the help done
And not tenfold of the deed; be content.

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Decimal Points

DECIMAL POINTS

One minute here, hearsay the next,
Two minutes: paradise expects.
Third minute: second thoughts await
Fourth minute explanations late.
Fifth minute weighs past ghast, selects
Sixth sense intuitive, elects
Seventh heaven to anticipate
Eighth step towards tomorrow's fate.
Ninth minute choice and chance connects
To tenth, upon return reflects.

Author notes
challenge:
1. Die for 10 minutes.
2. Let the thought of demise mold you.
3. Wrap yourself as a gift of experience through poetry.

1 August 2008
robi03_1796_robi03_0000 XXX_ZXX

Decimal Points poem © Jonathan Robin written

poem by Jonathan Robin
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The Voice of Truth - A Short Story

"I cannot love her! , yelled the man.
"And why is that? ", the soft voice questioned.
"She will never change. ", the man exclaimed,
"She yells at me, scolds me and does not respect me."
"I can see how you cannot love her.", replied the voice.
The man loosened up. "You understand? ", he asked.
"Of course I understand" the voice confirmed,
"How can you possibly love a woman like that, "
"When you are expecting so much of her? "
Puzzled, the man listened to the voice further.
"You cannot love and expect at the same time.
You can either love her, or expect from her
You see, the purpose of love is to give.
It is my gift to you, to be given to another.
As is her love for you.
You choose who the gift is given to and who it is not.
You cannot expect her to give you her love.
That is a demand.
All you have the ability to do,
Is to give her yours.
The balance you seek is very unbalanced.
Patience, kindness, grace and mercy are all gifts you can give.
If you are expectant of them, they are no longer a gift.
They become a right, an entitlement or an obligation.
The gift of one's love is not a right, but a privilege.
As are all privileges, if abused, they will be taken away.'
A tear rolled down the man's face.
"My heart has been so full of myself, I had no room in it for her." The man sobbed.
"I can see how that works."
The man seeing the err of his ways, realized his love was not true.
He returned to his wife with a new love.
A love not defined by himself,
But as defined by the voice of truth.

poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Never Together Again

I am not like you,
And you are just like that.
How can you demand,
When I've asked from you something?
I don't think I should command.
Or expect respect.
That should be given.
Of that I do not neglect.
And you expect it?
When you neglect it?

I am not like you,
And you are just like that.
I try to be hospitable.
I don't welcome with attacks.
To bite and then regret.
To greet and meet to leave upset.

I am not like you.
I welcome not condescend.
Nor do I solicit attention,
To be focused on me.
Using that as a forum,
To exploit me on the scene.

I am not like you.
I could never be like that.
But I can be quite indignant,
When I learn I've been scandalized...
Behind my back,
By you.

I am not like you,
And you are just like that.
Bitter.
And unable to forgive.
Baiting to become the center of attention.
And using me as the subject,
Of your sorrows.

I am not you,
But you are just like that.
And that is why you and I,
Have no tomorrows...
To await for apologies to soothe.
With alibis and excuses too.

I am not you,
But you are just like that.
And that is why you and I,
Could never experience another forever,
Ever together,
Again.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dance With Nutcracker Prince

My guru recommends positive, joyous
anticipation, promising the universe is
abundant; it struck me that on October
the tenth I ordered a Nutcracker ballet
DVD with Mikhail Baryshnikov, no less,
in the leading role, and it is already the
twenty-sixth

I had better do research as to why the
dear Mr Plaatjes in charge of my quest
has not produced the desired DVD as
yet, given that he is the hands through
which the universe will provide - and I
am the orchestrator who said I wanted
to watch

The Sugar Plum Fairy dance the grand
pas de deux with the Nutcracker Prince

poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Stepping On The Stairs

in wanting to go up
you step on the stairs

on the first step
you have to please this black dog
with the meat of a cat

on the second step
you have to deceive this white cat
with the whiskers of a fish

on the third step
you have to please this pink mouse
with a collar of a black dog

rising on the fourth step
you have to convince the hawk
that the white cat is dead

advancing on the fifth step
the bull demands that the fish
must be caught with its fins clipped off

the sixth step is meticulous
you have to find a way to
reconcile the black cat and the white dog

on the seventh you will be confused
what to do and whom to really please
to reach the eight step

the ninth step has this owl
speaking to you to finally proceed
to the tenth step

and you want to advance some more
trying to figure out what these animals
are asking you to do without
creating all the chaos
you want to please them all
to get what you want

finally you take the tenth step
and you are too weary and guilty
and up there you find
there is really nothing worth
the taking at the end

there is just the wind
blowing your hair telling you nothing

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Can't Be True

(Dolly Parton)
I can't be true no matter what I do
It's a weakness of mine, nothin' to do with you
So don't expect it of me though I expect it of you
I love you, I do, but I can't be true
Men are my weakness I've got a roving eye
And I've fallen victim to many a smile
I just love the excitement of love when it's new
I'm just a hopeless romantic so I can't be true, I can't be true
I can't be true no matter what I do
It's a weakness of mine, nothin' to do with you
So don't expect it of me though I expect it of you
I love you, I do, but I can't be true, I can't be true
Some play it safe while some like it hot
I guess you could say I never knew when to stop
But when I'm lovin' you, I'll give it all that I got
It might be different with you to know I can't be true
I can't be true no matter what I do
Oh I get around, and I break all of the rules
Now that you know it's true, I'll leave the rest up to you
I'll be good to you, but I can't be true, I can't be true
I can't be true no matter what I do
It's a weakness of mine, its not a weakness in you
So don't expect it of me though I expect it of you
I really love you, I do, but I can't be true, I can't be true
I can't be true no matter what I do
Oh I get around, and I break all of the rules
Now that you know it's true, I'll leave the rest up to you
I'll be good to you, but I can't be true, I can't be true

song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Only Sad Memories

Do you know why it’s so hard to let go?
Because it’s impossible to forget your memories
But if you think that’s hard to have happy memories
Imagine having only sad ones to hold on to

So many reminders of what I have lost
Only a fading hope to try and gain it back
Your name is everywhere
Reminders of you are constant

I had so many dreams of you
So much happiness
Then it was ripped away
And dreams became nightmares

I had so much love in my heart saved and waiting for you
But know that love is gone
Leaving behind only emptiness
A hole in my heart

I don’t get why I’m still waiting for you
I know you’ll never come
I know I’ll never hold you or see you or hear you
But you were gone so quickly

My heart was prepared for you to come
Not for you to leave
So when you left
A part of me did too

I was not ever ready to fight
To lose you but it happened
I should let go of my memories
think of reminders of you as hope for the future
That’s almost impossible my memories are truly sad yes
But Holding on to those memories are better then forgetting you completely

R.I.P
Little Sarah Jane
Born August tenth,2008
died August tenth,2008

poem by Olivia Lambert
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9 Times A Day

Well they dance with my mind
through these traits undefined
you and you and you alike
well you all seem to
Blow me away
Nice times a day then
By the tenth time
I'm drifting away
And you all gather in my brain
And you dance with my mind
I like to intercept your trance
Dissect the stories that you share
While all the rhythm feeds my soul
It all swells up and
Blows me away
Nine times a day then
By the tenth time
I'm drifting away
And you all gather in my brain
And you dance with my mind
You blow me away
Nine times a day then
By the tenth time
I'm drifting away
And you all gather in my brain
And you dance with my mind
Well they dance with my mind
through these traits undefined
you and you and you alike
well you all seem to
you dance with my mind

song performed by by Xavier Rudd
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9 Times A Day

Well they dance with my mind
through these traits undefined
you and you and you alike
well you all seem to
Blow me away
Nice times a day then
By the tenth time
I'm drifting away
And you all gather in my brain
And you dance with my mind
I like to intercept your trance
Dissect the stories that you share
While all the rhythm feeds my soul
It all swells up and
Blows me away
Nine times a day then
By the tenth time
I'm drifting away
And you all gather in my brain
And you dance with my mind
You blow me away
Nine times a day then
By the tenth time
I'm drifting away
And you all gather in my brain
And you dance with my mind
Well they dance with my mind
through these traits undefined
you and you and you alike
well you all seem to
you dance with my mind

song performed by by Xavier Rudd
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That's about the 1000th and tenth time (I've been asked about my neck). It's OK. I'm been doing a little stuff. I got some stuff from UT, weights to build you back up.

quote by Sterling Marlin
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Sonnet: My Wealth- Poetry

The wealth that God has given me is one!
One in a million earthlings may possess;
A gift that few dream of under the sun;
In such short time, He has given excess.

Maybe, the wealth is not in silver/ gold;
Immeasurable, priceless and unsurpassed;
In centuries, it cannot become old;
And God gave it though I had never asked.

This wealth will do miracles on readers;
Good deeds will happen ev’n after I die;
It will produce good men and good leaders,
And help earthlings to shun evil/ defy!

God will reward me in Heaven again;
On earth, temptations will be on the wane!

10-20-2001

poem by John Celes
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Fixed Income

'You are a spendthrift and should budget.
Economize your lifestyle.
And not seek reasons to fuss.
Limit your wants and provide first your needs.
Decrease your appetite,
And this activity will eventually please! '

You don't have a fixed income.
Or live alone.
Do you?

'What does that have to do with me?
All of us in my household,
Eat less meat and dine out infrequently.
And we are able to save an exorbitant amount of money.
Proving we can reduce 'our' excessiveness.
And this I am sure you have not tried.'

You don't have a fixed income.
Or live alone.
Do you?

'There you go!
Trying to compare anchovies with caviar.
And there is quite a difference.'

You don't have a fixed income.
Or live alone.
Do you?

'No I do not!
But if I did,
I certainly would be able to do it better than you.
With far fewer complaints.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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