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He calls her, again
To test what he
Can make her do.
Again, she jumps.
She knows he feels from
A different page
She is on love....he is on want.
As always, the awful difference is felt
Through the misgivings
Of the giver,
Not the taker.
She doesn't care!
Why does she keep giving herself up
Like a slow seal to a white pointer?
Soon, he will be done with her
And there will be nothing left,

For her 'One'

poem by Ruby Honeytip
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Fortune Seller

Fortune
Seller
Finder
Seeker
Giver
Taker
Wisdom keeper
Fortune
Sailing
Finder
Seeker
Giver
Taker
Wisdom maker
Take hold of the answer
Give life to the dreams you were foretold
Looking into the future
Trace the steps into the great unknown
Unknown
Unknown
Unknown
They say that time is like a river that flows
And where that river ends nobody knows
And so we navigate our way through this life
Riding the river
Riding the river
Take hold of your chances
Defy all of the odds that have been made
Making evey movement count
We step toward a golden age
You know
Only you know
Only you know
Fortune
Seller
Finder
Seeker
Giver
Taker
Wisdom keeper
Fortune
Sailing
Finder
Seeker
Giver
Taker
Wisdom maker
They say that time is like a river that flows
And where that river ends nobody will know
And so we navigate our way through this life
Riding the river
Riding the river
Giving into the power
Giving into the magic of the ride
Using imagination
We take a step into the other side
Fortune
Teller
Finder
Seeker
Giver
Taker
Wisdom keeper
They say that time is like a river that flows
And where that river ends nobody knows
And so we navigate our way through this life
Riding the river
Riding the river
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song performed by by Yes
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Fortune Seller

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The Taker

Hes a giver, hell give her
The kind of attention that shes never known
Hes a helper, hell help her
To open the doors that she cant on her own
Hes a lover, hell love her
In ways that she never has been loved before
And hes a getter, hell get her
By gettin her into the world shes been hungerin for
cause hes a taker, hell take her
To places and make her fly higher than shes ever dared to
Hell take his time before takin advantage
Takin her easy and slow
And after hes taken the body and soul
That she gives him, hell take her for granted
Then hell take off and leave her
Takin all of her pride as he goes
Yes, hes a taker, hell take her ...
Hes a charmer, and hell charm her
With money and manners that I never learned
Hes a leader, and hell lead her
Across pretty bridges hes planning to burn
Hes a talker, hell talk her
Right off of her feet, but he wont talk for long
Cause hes a doer, and hell do her
The way that I never
And damned if he wont do her wrong
cause hes a taker, hell take her
To places and make her fly higher than shes ever dared to
Hell take his time before takin advantage
Takin her easy and slow
And after hes taken the body and soul
That she gives him, hell take her for granted
Then hell take off and leave her
Takin all of her pride as he goes
Yes, hes a taker, hell take her ...

song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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Taker

He's a giver he'll give her the kind of attention that she's never known
He's a teacher he'll teach her to open the doors that she can't on her own
He's a lover he'll love her in ways that she never has been loved before
He's a getter he'll get her by gettin' her into the world she's been hungerin' for
He's a charmer he'll charm her with money and manners that I never learned
He's a leader he'll lead her across pretty bridges he's plannin' to burn
He's a talker he'll talk her right off of her feet but he won't talk for long
Cause he's a doer he'll do her the way that I never damned if he won't do her wrong
Cause he's a taker he'll take her to places and make her
Fly higher than she's ever dared to
He'll take his time before takin' advantage takin' her easy and slow
And after he's taken the body and soul that she gives him
He'll take her for granted
Then he'll take off and leave her taken all of her pride as she goes
Yes he's a taker...

song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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A Riddle: On A Kiss

What thing is that, nor felt nor seene
Till it bee given? a present for a Queene:
A fine conceite to give and take the like:
The giver yet is farther for to seeke;
The taker doth possesse nothing the more,
The giver hee hath nothing lesse in store:
And given once that nature hath it still,
You cannot keepe or leave it if you will:
The workmanshippe is counted very small,
The labour is esteemed naught at all:
But to conclude, this gift is such indeede,
That, if some see't 'twill make theyr hearts to bleede

poem by William Strode
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The Birds

the birds, sparrows and robins
and some herons
are flying on the blue sky
you watch them
a robin comes near you
and makes a stare
the white heron glides
past your face and flies
away without much ado
a sparrow feeds on your palm
and after all the grains are
consumed it goes its way
north and finally the kingfisher
which is late tries to give
you its catch, a small fish.

you see the difference
and then you go south,
i mean, the difference,
towards another direction,
that one that gives and not
the one that takes,
the one that thinks about
others
and not more about oneself.

you are supposed to be that
a giver not a taker.
one bird has shown you
with a very small fish and
that was enough to feed
you in another long and lonely
journey: south.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In this country, it doesn't make any difference where you were born. It doesn't make any difference who your parents were. It doesn't make any difference if, like me, you couldn't even speak English until you were in your twenties.

quote by Arnold Schwarzenegger
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10,000 Horses

Feels like the same today
10,000 horses drag me down
Seems like the same you say
10,000 voices crying out
You put on yourself, youll see
Theres nothing left at all
10,000 fingers dragging me down down down
Never want to slow down
I keep rollin on
Never want to slow down
What I feel and what I know
Its all about to change
Seems like the same your ways of moving on
10,000 lies, youre washing your hands of everything else
So put on yourself youll see
Theres nothing left at all
10,000 stares theyre bringing me down down down
Never want to slow down
I keep rollin on
Never want to slow down
What I feel and what I know
Oh it feels like the strain
That everybodys giving to me
Wont let my hands get tied
Im gonna ride it all out
Never gonna slow down this time
Its all about to change
Change from the past for knowledge tomorrow
Carries me on my way
I feel you pressing
These words left unspoken
Change for the sake, change for the sake of change
Seems like the same you say
10,000 cracks youre walking on
Fells like the same to say
10,000 voices calling on
You put on yourself
Youll see theres nothing left at all
But 10,000 horses bringing me down down down
Never want to slow down
I keep rollin on
Never want to slow down
What I feel and what I know
Oh it feels like the strain
That everybodys giving to me
Wont let my hands get tied
Im gonna ride it all out
Never gonna slow down this time
Its all about to change

song performed by by Candlebox
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Numb

yeah this is how it ends
after all these years
tired of it all
hopelessly helplessly broken apart
he finally falls
he doesn't want to think
doesn't want to feel
doesn't want to know what's going on
says there's nothing he can do will change anything
he doesn't want to know what's going wrong
because he's in love with a drug
one that makes him numb
one that stops him feeling at all
he's in love with a drug
forget eveyone
he really doesn't care anymore
anymore...
yeah this is how it ends
after all this time
everything just fades away
worn-out and empty and all alone
with nothing left to say
oh it's all too big to make a difference
it's all too wrong to make it right
yeah everything is too unfair
everything too much to bear
he doesn't have the strength left for the fight
says all he wants is the drug
the one that makes him numb
the one that stops him feeling at all
he just wants to take the drug
forget everyone
he doesn't want to care anymore
just keeps loving the drug
the one that makes him numb
the one that stops him feeling at all
just keeps loving the drug
the drug that he's become
he isn't really here anymore...
and that makes me cry

song performed by by Cure
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Tense And Nervous At The Match

Massive game today
butterflies in my stomach
can feel my heart beating
beads of sweat on my brow.
But I'm not even playing
I'm just a loyal supporter
but we need the win so much
a fan who loves his football club.
The referee has blown his whistle
our fans are singing and chanting
the away fans are singing as well
they need three points as much as us.
The game is swinging to and fro
they have hit the post and so have we
then with five minutes till half time
they are awarded a dodgy penalty.
Our keeper tries to put the taker off
he jumps up and down on his line
he strikes it hard to the goalies left
the keeper alas dives to his right instead.
One down at the interval it's off to the bar
us fans moaning about the dreadful decision
then after a pint it's back to the stands
to start cheering on our team once again.
We go on the attack right from the start
our striker bangs one on to their bar
then we get a bit of luck at last
the referee has given us a dodgy penalty.
There keeper jumps up and down on his line
but our taker stands with hands on hips
then cooly trots up and hits it to the right
there keeper dives down to his left.
One all now with ten minutes to go
us fans are going crazy getting behind the team
then we all end up hugging and leaping about
because our striker has smacked it in the net.
The ref blows his whistle it's the end of the game
we all stand and clap our beloved team off
it's off to the pub for a great night out
it feels so good when your team gets a win!

poem by Kevin Halls
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Should This Make A Difference

Should it make a difference,
To the one accustomed to looking up...
As to who holds their head down?
To stop with a noticing of it...
Giving time to see what has been lost to be found?

Should it make a difference,
That people around talk 'to' each other...
With no eye contact that exists?
Should this make a difference,
To one who has already experienced this?

Should any of this make a difference,
To one who realizes their movements are not restricted...
On a top ten list of prioritized accomplishments,
Sought to do...
Since...
No one is aware of the persistence it takes,
To resist being disrespected with an accepted disregard.

Should this make a difference,
To one who has chosen to gaze at stars...
With dreams and wishes?
No.
The difference that is,
Has been decided and made.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Loveleft, Loveright

{b-side of n.p.g.}
The girls of steel, like the way my body feels
They need to put their hands on
But ooh it gets em gone
Thinkin bout the way things might have been
In another life, if you were my wife
And I dont mean one, but the two of you every night
(ooh)
Lord knows Ill do my best
I mean itd be a test
Baby in the middle, baby in the middle, taking all requests
Love to the left of me, love to the right
Come on make a noise somebody
Party tonight (oh yeah!)
Love to the left of me, love to the right
Come on make a noise somebody
Party tonight (oh yeah!)
The girls of soul, like the way my booty goes,
They say the curves deserve another glance
Come on pretty baby give me a chance
To prove my brotherhood
Ill make you real good
Ill do ya, Ill do ya
Ill do ya like you wanna should
Lord knows Ill do my best
I mean itd be a test
Baby in the middle, baby in the middle, taking all requests
Love to the left of me, love to the right
Come on make a noise somebody
Party tonight (oh yeah!)
Love to the left of me, love to the right
Come on make a noise somebody
Party tonight (oh yes!)
I cant help it baby, it really gets me going
I think about the 3 of us g-going on
A notion of the ocean
Love love lovelovelovelove
Love to the left of me, love to the right
Come on make a noise somebody
Party tonight (oh yeah!)
Love to the left of me, love to the right
Come on make a noise somebody
Party tonight (oh yeah!)
Love
Lord knows Ill do my best
I mean itd be a test
Baby in the middle, baby in the middle, taking all requests
Love to the left of me, love to the right
Come on make a noise somebody
Party tonight (oh yeah!)
Love to the left of me, love to the right
Come on make a noise somebody
Party tonight (oh yeah!)
I cant help it baby, it really gets me going (love to the left of me)
I think about the 3 of us g-going on (love to the left of me)
The notion of the ocean (love to the left of me)
Sailing under me (love to the right)
Its enough to make a man want to marry
And I dont mean one,
But the two of us, naturally (love to the left of me)
(love 2 the right
(come on make a noise pretty baby lets party tonight, allright)
Party tonight (oh yeah)
Party tonight (oh yeah)
Party tonight (oh yeah)
Party tonight (oh yeah)
Party tonight (oh yeah)
Party tonight (oh yeah)
Party to-party tonight
Party tonight (oh yeah)
Party tonight (oh yeah)
Are there really angels?
Or are they just in our minds?
It all comes out in the wash...
...in time

song performed by by Prince
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Down Low

I've heard it said...
Those down low,
Do it slow in bed!
They want to keep
Discreet yet sneaky.
And I can't defend...
That kind of sense,
That makes none in the end!

Well...
That 'end' is a beginning,
For them!

Dudes say they are down low,
When sharing with like minds.
Just to satisfy desires...
They themselves can not define!
And choose to keep these thoughts,
More kept within!
And felt it better unexpressed,
If not mentioned and left behind!

And women do the same...
But they refrain from giving it a name!
Lesbian, gay or homo doers...
When it is done,
It is plain...
No one is blamed!

And a game played unseen...
Shouldn't make one feel ashamed!
Yet it has to be admitted...
Acts of love are done!
Look around...
They don't have to be claimed!

For those who know,
They are 'special' to someone!
It is a fact that is known.
It doesn't have to be publicly shown.
As long as what is shared...
Is between those who expose they care!
Whether down low,
Above...
Or any and everywhere!

For those who know,
They are 'special' to someone!
It is done protectively...
And out of sight of those who oppose,
How others live the lives they choose,
To live as 'they' do and chose!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just One Look

Just one look and I felt so all, all, all
In love with you oh, oh
And I found out just how good it feels, feels, feels
To have your love oh, oh
So you will will be mine, mine, mine
Forever and always oh, oh
Just one look and I knew, knew, knew
That you were my only one oh, oh
I thought I was dreaming but I was wrong yeah, yeah
But Im gonna keep on scheming til I can make you, make you
My own
So you see, I really care, care, care
Without you Im nothing oh, oh
Just one look and I know, oh, oh
Ill get you someday
Thats all it took, yeah
Just one look thats all it took, yeah

song performed by by Rick Springfield
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You don't think it was because a white man wrote it, a black man wrote it, a green man wrote it. What - doesn't make a difference! Doesn't make a difference. I think he did a good job.

quote by Cab Calloway
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Combing My Hair

Now people always come around
But they don't always stick around
I run a comb across my head
I wish my hair would settle down
The clock I see is running slow
The batteries are running low
I run a comb across my head
And it feels the same like it did before
You're just another first footer across my door
And little less care (hair?) than I had last year
But it doesn't worry me because I
I have no fear
Here
The car I see is painted black
I'm steering (staring) at the driver's back
He runs a comb across his head
And it feels the same like it did before
You're just another fresh fare across his door
And little less care than he had last year
But it doesn't worry him because he
He has no fear
Here, here
Now people always come around
But they don't always stick around
They run a comb across your head
I wish my hair would settle down
The clock I see is running slow
We've only got three years to go
We run our combs across our heads
And it feels the same like it did before
You're just another first footer across the door
And little less care than we took last year
But it doesn't worry us because we
We have no fear
Here
Have we
We have no fear
Have we
We have no fear

song performed by by Travis
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The Years

The years they slow become us
Numb unto our age
They rage and then sucumb us
Each turning of the page
The sky in green is melting
The grass felt fabric blue
As I am sure of falling
In and out of love with you.
No reason for a failure
No method to return
No lover nor a saviour
No lesson left to learn
The years they are about us
And fastening the belt
No room to move on land
No sky now left to melt.

The years they numb and slow our age
Each page in turning done
The sky a meadows green, a dream
A travelers journey done.

No reason for a lover
No method left to learn
No savour here to bother,
A failure to return

poem by David Lacey
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Years

The years they slow become us
Numb unto our age
They rage and then succumb us
Each turning of the page.

The sky in green is melting
The grass felt fabric blue
As I am sure of falling
In and out of love with you.

No reason for a failure
No method to return
No lover, nor a saviour
No lesson left to learn.

The years they are about us
And fastening the belt
No room to move on land
No sky now left to melt.

The years they numb and slow our age
Each page in turning done
The sky a meadows green, a dream
A traveller’s journey done.

No reason for a lover
No method left to learn
No savour here to bother,
A failure to return

poem by David Lacey
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Giving and Receiving-Taking and Empty

She carried his memory with her-
wore it like a necklace.

It was
embedded in her body-
every place he had touched-
issued silent body sighs
asking her to go back to him,
to have him touch her that way again.

It was her he'd kissed
her loins, her heart, all caressed-
all made love to
by him.

She would have forgotten
but her body did not
-could not.

Her body had melted in the hot;
rose again and again
in the bubbling up
to remind her of what it missed.
..
She sometimes times would imitate
his touch
but her body was not consoled.

She could have her mind
imagine his touch
but the mind was not good enough
to compare with the real thing.

She over-reacted on city streets when
people accidently bumped her;
another body close
caused memories to stir..

She held her books close;
placed them flat against her breasts

absent-mindedly
to emulate his touch.

She slept in a ball to gain warmth
from her own thighs
held close to her.

She was an open book.
Every page missed him.

Her mind could not focus
amid those body cries
coming in the still night.

She could not see
in her midnight stumblings
wandering her own room
blind body seeking
trembling heart seeking
what it remembered
but no longer had.

Body rules the night
and mind rules the day
but nigh-time lasts an eternity
and knows how to cry.

She reached for the phone.
It was a call. Only a call.

Just to hear his voice and then she would hang up.
Maybe that would reduce the yearning between her legs.

Just a little thing.
She set aside the little toys she had bought unused.
Maybe they would help; maybe not.
But not now.

Her hand was attached to her body
and her body took charge
directed the hand, dialing the number,
butterflies fluttering in the pit of her stomach.
Breath bated, not breathing, she was riveted
awaiting the sound of his voice.
It came with a big 'hello'

But
But, it was only the answering machine.
She relaxed listening to every syllable. 'I am not here right now but I would like to know that you called. Leave your name and number and I will get back to as soon as I can'

Even his voice mail message made her remember his caring
hearing 'I will get back to you as soon as I can.'

He was like that. He was always willing, willing to meet you half-way in everything. He made love that way too. He was the giver and she was the taker.

Before him she had been with Bart.
Bart the Taker. He took out of bed
and he took in bed.
He never gave out of bed and he never gave in bed either.
Bart left you empty and then rolled over and went to sleep.

So she became a taker, saying that she would not be taken from again like that.

So she took from Joel
because she felt it was her turn
and he was so willing to give.
He gave and he gave and she took.
The day came he ceased wanting to give
grew tired of of her demands, of her traffic cop attitude in bed
and was gone. Didn't answer phone calls.
Avoided her, offered only silence.

She hung up trying slowly
with her hand
trying
to send him the message through the hung-up phone
that she had changed-
that she was now able to give..

But he was not there to see,
or to hear her,
to feel the change that she had achieved.
Taking too much
had left her empty.
and giving
even when she wanted to
did not feel real
even when she desperately
wanted to.

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Shattered Realism

Deceptions are at large.
what you see, hear, smell, feel
is not as it may seem...

forging your beliefs into,
the path of reality...
merging them with,
unseen and unobserved mysteries...

'they' find it easier if you,
obey at once...'they' know that
disobeying is much harder
not at first, but still the same...

Believe this, though it doesn't feel right!
what we search is no more,
what we need is no more,
no more is now what you only know.

only one path left to tread on...
one plan to make it all right...
create your own destiny,
your own future...

rebel against!
against the lies
before your eyes...

giving up everything you want,
forgetting everything you've learned,
leaving everyone you love,
trusting nothing, but your instincts...
renunciate...or consecrate yourself!

become the force you want to be,
become the sun you want to be,
give the sight & the light to the world...
Force the mind to make the difference...

From your thoughts,
Erase the world...
you'll be the difference! ! !

poem by Pamuditha Zen Anjana
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