Man Alone
He assails the desert Mojave,
Down the rockiest of dirt roads,
Thinks of the uses of agave,
But food, drink, those ol' rice & beans
Can now forever not be his goad.
Coming upon an old white railway station,
The kind the loves to find,
Huddlesd between two dangerous mesas,
He removes his boots in order to unwind.
A mass or sores & carbuncles covers his feet.
Written in baked blood upon one of the abandoned walls
He sees the dying confessions of another man alone:
'You are born alone,
'You live alone,
'Even in the company of others,
'And then you die alone...'
He happens across as sliver of a broken mirror
And regards the crags of his face;
He wonders if what he sees is real,
Whether in sunup everything is a mirage.
But he has indeed put on the necessasry mileage.
Suddenly capture by the thirst of being safe,
Seeing a sea of scraggly cacti surrounding;
Death is the fortress out there:
In the mystifying blaze of the heavy air.
And he gets the chill of the fact-
It might be simply better to die now, here,
Than to remain intact.
The birds of prey are regarding his own shade.
poem by Stan Petrovich
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That's Just Me
Well I was southern born and raised on the Good Book
My old boots are worn from the hard roads I took
And I'm proud to be my daddy's son
And momma taught me how to work and not to quit
Until the job's done
Well I may not be high society but I got all I need
And that's just me
The only way I know to be
That's just me
What you get is what you see
Well they tell me I'm old fashioned
And that I'm part of a dying breed
I'd say I'm living in real good company
But that's just me
Well I got me a wife and we're bringing up a young one
Well she's a backwoods woman and my boy he's a top gun
We live out in the country where we're free to roam
And when a hard day is over how I love just going home
Well it's the life I live and the air I breathe
The way I believe
And that's just me
The only way I know to be
That's just me
What you get is what you see
Well they tell me I'm old fashioned
And that I'm part of a dying breed
I'd say I'm living in real good company
But that's just me
Yeah they tell me I'm old fashioned
And that I'm part of a dying breed
I'd say I'm living in real good company
But that's just me
song performed by by Tim McGraw
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Love She Cant Live Without
He gives her attention, hes constantly, carefully planting the seeds
The only thing missing, is really the only thing she needs
And he cant give that to her and she cant find it with him
So shell have to find her way out of love shes not really in
Chorus:
She can live with what goes with leaving
She knows its the only way
Though it kills her to give up believin
She cant live with herself if she stays
She could settle for what shed be feeling
If she gave in and worked this one out
She doesnt want the kind of love she can live with
She wants the kind of love she cant live without
She looks in the mirror and sees all the sadness in her eyes
Its never been clearer what hes asking her to sacrifice
But she cant be his forever, she cant even be his for now
Shell have to be kind to them both and let go of him somehow
Repeat chorus
And hardest part is she loves him
But she doesnt want the kind of love she can live with
She wants the kind of love she cant live without
song performed by by Clint Black
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So Mystifying
You know youre so mystifying
You know youre so mystifying
Well, help me, baby, get a message through
You leave my mouth wide open with the things that you do
First you say you love me, then you say that were through
You know youre so mystifying, cant believe its true
You know youre so mystifying
You know youre so mystifying
You know that every time I see you walking down the street
You got a mystifying wiggle from your head to your feet
You got a shock wave pulsating rhythm through my brain
You know youre so mystifying, you just aint the same
You know youre so mystifying
You know youre so mystifying
You know youre so mystifying
You know youre so mystifying
Well, mystify me by the way that you walk
You even mystify me by the way you talk
Go from one day to the next if youll be mine
Oh, little woman, you are so mystifying
You know youre so mystifying
You know youre so mystifying
You know youre so mystifying
song performed by by Kinks
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The Boy who Sees His Dark Face After a Long Time
A market place where nearby
The old Railway station
Under the hot Sun,
The shoeshine boy
Not yet ten
With his holey satchel
Who shines the old retired
Bachelor Station Master's shoes
And he sees on the toe his dark face
After a long time since the day
Broke the mirror
And kicked his Mom away
By the drunkard father!
(To the Brazilian authoress Carolina Maria de Jesus
for her diary 'Child of Darkness'.)
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Princess, Orphan and The Cobbler's Daughter
On the dancing floor
He sees his skinny figure
Under the dim lights
In front of a mirror
And he scared of the fast beat
Because of his broken shoes!
In the semi darkness
He tries to slip away from the hall
But the princess never release her hand?
And he thinks how a princess loves an orphan
Unless in a dream?
But he's happy at least a dance with a princess
Though it's a dream?
In the morning when he enters the cobbler's slum
To mend his shoes, he sees his beautiful daughter
O that face resembles the last night's princess!
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Sealed
Within the seal, a captured mirage
I am excused to miss you
Within this sealed tomb, shy from light
I am sure it is safe to love you
In the interim I lay feigned trust in the seal
Nay you seep out like sand through fingers
A breeze sees you reach every waking hour
Dusting my heart with brown sugar
The desert in some sense a serene landscape
But thirst and searing heat sharpens the opposing blade
I walk in the desert day after day
Until I can once again set you free from your tomb.
poem by Stevie Taite
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His Red Dirt Life
So many red dirt roads he’s traveled
Along his long red dirt life
Children born and raised with
His charming red dirt wife
A home was built and furnished
Upon his red dirt land
He’s done the very best he could
Always taking a red dirt stand
Red dirt roads that lead up to
A bridge to the other side
He tries to go right with the flow
Along life’s red dirt ride
And during that ride it seems
There are some pot holes in the road
But he just keep pluggin’ along you see
Just carrying his red dirt load
The streams and valleys continue
Until the end of his red dirt time
And when the sun beats down on him
He loves to see that red dirt shine!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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Remain in cage
Who would love to remain in cage?
With forceful confinement and bondage
No one I think on this beautiful earth
Life can be totally free only after death
Whole sky has remained a free zone
For birds to fly in air and come down one by one
In search of food and again air borne
Think of a scene when such freedom is suddenly gone
Many organizations are now working for freedom
Help secretly with funds and moral support even
Who do noble work for birds that are kept in cage?
The birds may like to live free but held under captivity and bondage
Birds must find their safe heaven
Lots of gardens must be brought up even
Forests are fast depleting with dangerous exposures
Their existence is at stack and life not very sure
If they can’t use their language then we must understand
Love and kindness must be shown and treated as natural friends
They are inseparable part of God and nature
If we have right to live then they too need to be assured
Set them free and allow natural hide outs
We have made them extinct and there is nothing to talk about
When we don’t like to remain under occupation?
They are no different from others in such relations
Think of a person kept in prison with lavish food
He won’t feel at comfort or anything good
If movement is restricted then liberty ends
And if liberty ends we are reaching dead end
What is use of beautiful garden if there are no visitors?
Flowers may be blooming but no birds to venture
Why not we have them some places reserved?
In this way our interest may be well served
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Because We Have Never Told Them
there is a straight path
and you want to walk straight to it
you cannot, there is this desire to
go inside a circle and hide
behind those curves,
there is this wish to find a resting place
a glass cage
a one-way mirror where you see all of them
and then
no one sees you
sometimes i look for some reasons why
this behavior is sought
there is this straight path that nobody wants to take
it is too tight in there
and everyone sees you
and their gaze hurt a lot
and you do not deserve to suffer upon their causes
no wonder birds travel on clouds
and build their nests
how men made walls
how women hide their faces on hats and
winter coats
there is this secret that we keep
that we bring even to our death
it is this secret that makes us what we are
others miss us
because we have never told them
the trees wish to look inside the nests
where birds have already flown away
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Remembering Favourite Foods
last night we late cooked
an old time kiwi favourite
yes hot baked beans on
toast with a side of marmite
on toast to keep it company
sweet simple kiwi luxuary
can’t buy my favourite band
Watties Baked Beans legendary
settled for a can of Heinz yes
you guessed it baked beans
in hot tomato sauce with melted
cheese in hot baked beans mixed
I had Sanitarium kiwi Marmite
on toast another kiwi favourite
as my side dish winter dynamite
real kiwi boys palate to excite
it is simple home foods we miss
Sanitarium Weet-Bix favourite
New Zealand's No.1 breakfast
cereal loved by kiwi generations
milk over golden wheat biscuits
with a sprinkling of brown sugar
acquired taste Marmite spectacular
my beloved ETA salt and vinegar
potato chips can’t find here miss
Cadbury Crunchie Bar local star
milk chocolate over a honey comb
center a delicious treat by Cadbury
Brunswick Sardines in soybean
oil or spring water and Canadian
sockeye salmon other favourites
sacrifice living here I really miss
but for a real kiwi smile happy
Watties Baked Beans legendary
spaghetti or beloved baked beans
are my choice “it must be Watties”
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Streams Of Living Water Will Flow
water of life
water of love
life bubble
life on grass blade
what is death by thirst Lord?
if anyone thirsts
let him come
to me and drink John 7: 37.
without water
there would be
no life possible...
out of his inmost
part streams of living
water will flow John 7: 38.
water is liquid life
water is a large
percentage of cells
cells comprise life
cells make up
all living organisms
man cannot live by bread alone?
“It is written,
“Man must not live,
not on bread alone,
but on every utterance
coming forth through
Jehovah’s mouth.” ” Matthew 4.4.
Fact! Many
have heard that humans
can live longer
without food
than they can live
without water.
It's true!
without
water all life
would die
water
vehicle being
entity
an important
part of cells
water of life
water
river of life
in plants
water
used by
plants
to carry
to distribute
nutrients
nutrients
plants need
to survive
blood
animals need
to distribute
nutrients
oxygen to
body cells
to transport
waste products away
from cells
blood cells
blood plasma
plasma
55% of blood
fluid is water
91% by volume
water water of life
a man took a spear
pierced his side
blood water came out Matthew 27: 48.
one soldier jabbed his side
with a spear, immediately
blood and water came out John 19: 34.
at that moment born like a baby
in blood and water
holy spirit was born into the world
“And the spirit and the bride
keep on saying: “Come! ”
And let anyone hearing say:
“Come! ” And let anyone
thirsting come; let anyone
that wishes take life’s water free.” Revelation 22: 17.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Dirty Martini
Two in the morning there's a drink in my hand
(Dirt, dirt, dirty Martini)
Nothing moving the place but sweat
I heard a rumour 'bout a Cajun band
(Dirt, dirt, dirty Martini)
The bartender says it's early yet
Wait the bartender says it's early yet
Too many olives in too much gin
Steppin' out in the City of Sin
Too much dirty rice and too many beans
Gettin' down and dirty down in New Orleans
Gettin' down and dirty down in New Orleans
Have another, i believe i will
(Dirt, dirt, dirty Martini)
And you can stir it with a dirty spoon
There's a perscription i've gotta fill
(Dirt, dirt, dirty Martini)
And the Doctor's gonna be here soon
Jimmy says the Doctor's gonna be here soon
Too many olives in too much gin
Steppin' out in the City of Sin
Too much dirty rice and too many beans
Gettin' down and dirty down in New Orleans
Gettin' down and dirty down in New Orleans
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Master And King
My shepherd
At the foot of the hill
I call
Your strong hands
Let me see
Though I stumble
I shall not fall
I cannot look at you
Like the sun
Your eyes blaze
At your feet
I found my mouth
Before I kiss
My eyes gaze
My thirst is quenched
Your blood I drink
Your body
More than food
For me
You are Master
You are King
Do not shed your blood
Again for me
2010
poem by Buxton Shippy
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Injustice Here
Some place far from here
A baby is crying
A child is hungry
A mother is dying
Some place far from here
A family is in need
Adults cannot read
Children capture
Never again to be seen
Some place far from here
There’s no drinking water
Someone’s lost their daughter
Some place from here
People are homeless and alone
Without light and are cold
They sleep on dirt roads
With only their skin and their bones
Some place from here
There are so many things
So much injustice happening
Lots of poverty
Lots of death
But we forget
That right in our country
We have all these things too
We worry about a place far, far from here
And don’t take care of our priorities here
What about the poverty that covers our streets
Or children that are dying with no food to eat
The people in our country are suffering too
So although helping somewhere else
Is what we should do
There are obligations here first to pursue
We’re a great country
We have always been
But to continue this legacy
This is where we begin
poem by Jessica Collazo
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Shelly Meets Sarah Star
Shelly meets Sarah one afternoon
Sarah was swimming in the lagoon.
Sarah sees Shelly wobbling on a rock,
she waves to her and they begin to talk.
Shelly says she has a family
they drink Kava at a Kavasutra Kava Bar,
Sarah says she is hungry and didn’t have a bite all day,
Shelly says “First we can go the restaurant named Daves, ”
Breezing down Lave Ave. chatting along the way,
they head towards the table with the shade.
Sitting outside they both order an ice-tea,
arriving at their table is none other than Mermaid Majesty!
Shelly, Sarah and Majesty all order a macaroni and cheese.
The food tastes great they are all really pleased.
Then they go back to Kavasutra Kava Bar to have a relaxing drink,
they don’t drink too much they do not want to go to sleep.
Color in the cartoons images of all of three
and give it proudly to daddy and mommy.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on January 13,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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My November Guest
My Sorrow, when she's here with me,
Thinks these dark days of autumn rain
Are beautiful as days can be;
She loves the bare, the withered tree;
She walks the sodden pasture lane.
Her pleasure will not let me stay.
She talks and I am fain to list:
She's glad the birds are gone away,
She's glad her simple worsted grey
Is silver now with clinging mist.
The desolate, deserted trees,
The faded earth, the heavy sky,
The beauties she so truly sees,
She thinks I have no eye for these,
And vexes me for reason why.
Not yesterday I learned to know
The love of bare November days
Before the coming of the snow,
But it were vain to tell her so,
And they are better for her praise
poem by Robert Frost
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The Basics Of The Legal Self
i enter a room
and discuss
law
there is nothing
there
except law
no one sees me
except law
no one amazes me
except law
and everyone thinks
that all my nerves
and flesh and bones
and even my
organ of reproduction
are nothing but laws
what they see is
only the hard core of myself
the carapace of
of a blue crab
and that i must have loved
only sand
and the waves that constantly
erase what
law has written
they want to find if
i have a heart
someone finally asks
if i have any
and where must have i placed it
hoping to find
the soft part of
my turgid
existence
it makes me
egoistic at times
when questions like
these are
asked
i've lost my ego a long long time
ago
and i lost it when
poetry was born
i do not know exactly when
but even if by chance
a memorandum shall tell me
how can i ever tell you?
what you shall see perhaps
is a spatter of water
coming from
a broken
bowl of glass
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Confrontation
Dr. Jekyll in lower case
Mr. Hyde caps.
Lost in the darkness
Silence surrounds you
Once there was morning
Now endless night
I will find the answer
I'll never desert you
I promise you this
Til the day that I...
DO YOU REALLY THINK
THAT I WOULD EVER LET YOU GO
DO YOU THINK ID EVER SET YOU FREE
IF YOU DO IM SAD TO SAY
IT SIMPLY ISN'T SO
YOU WILL NEVER GET AWAY FROM ME
all that you are is a face in the mirror
I close my eyes and you disappear
IM WHAT YOU FACE WHEN YOU FACE IN THE MIRROR
LONG AS YOU LIVE I WILL STILL BE HERE
all that you are is an end of a nightmare
all that you are is a dieing scream
after tonight I shall end this demon dream
THIS IS NOT A DREAM MY FRIEND
AND IT WILL NEVER END
THIS ONE IS THE NIGHTMARE THAT GOES ON
HYDE IS HERE TO STAY
NO MATTER WHAT YOU MAY PRETEND
AND HE'LL FLOURISH LONG AFTER YOUR GONE
soon you will die and my silence will hide you
you cannot choose and you'll lose control
YOU CANT CONTROL ME
I LIVE DEEP INSIDE YOU
EACH DAY YOU FEEL ME DEVOUR YOUR SOUL
i dont need you to survive like you need me
i become whole as you dance with Death
and I will rejoice as you breathe your final breath
FOR I LIVE INSIDE YOU FOREVER
WITH SATAN HIMSELF BY MY SIDE
AND NOW KNOW THAT NOW AND FOREVER
YOU'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO SEPARATE
JEKYLL FROM HYDE
cant you see
its over now
its time to die
NO NOT I
ONLY YOU
if i die
you die to
YOU'LL DIE IN ME
I'LL BE YOU
damn you Hyde
set me free
CANT YOU SEE
YOU ARE ME
no deep inside
I AM YOU
YOU ARE HYDE
no never
YES FOREVER
song performed by by System Of A Down from Jekyll And Hyde The Musical
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Maybe
Maybe
Maybe Im wrong
To go on thinking, to sing my song
Maybe
This worlds falling down
Call up the trumpeters and knock the walls down
Someone who needs
Someone who feels
Someone who sees can find you
Slowly
Slowly we walk
No harm in crying, no sense in talk
Slowly
The ice melts away
Call on the choir to sing
And turn no-one away
Someone who needs
Someone who feels
Someone who sees can find you
Someone who needs
Someone who feels
Someone who sees can find you
Maybe
Maybe Im wrong
The river holds its breath
The sea will keep its calm
Slowly
Slowly we turn
A look at where weve been
The juggler has to learn
Someone who needs
Someone who feels
Someone who sees can find you
Someone who needs
Someone who feels
Someone who sees can find you
song performed by by Moody Blues
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He reproduced himself with so much humble objectivity, with the unquestioning, matter of fact interest of a dog who sees himself in a mirror and thinks: there's another dog.
quote by Rainer Maria Rilke
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