Convenient Killing Prophets Before Birth Born
Patty plays sunny day absorbed in her splash paddling pool.
Sybil collects classical art shells along future whisper seashores.
Terence writes last morality Roman plays into tide incoming sands.
Galileo Galilei seashore plays delight birth fathers modern sciences.
Einstein E = mc2 relativity realistic states nature equivalence principle
recognized 'right of individuals to say and think what they pleased'.
Stephen Hawking proves superiority of mind over frail sick bodies
black holes release energy light escapes on cusp rim event horizons.
But like Hitler unenlightened minds promote birth defect abortions.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Twelve Bar Lil
Sweet Lilly Larnie
plays the blues away
she plays a three quarter strat
like B.B King plays Lucille
She plays the twelve bar blues
like nobody else can
she plays a blues lick so fast and quick
it makes you sick
She's twelve bar Lil
the three quarter strat Queen
you wouldn't believe
she's only three
For my Daughter Lilly, who's now four.
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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God not only plays dice, he throws them in the corner where you can't see them.
quote by Stephen William Hawking
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The Piper (#2)
When I'm confused and wandering
On a journey with no end
My feelings they turn in on me
Uncertain who's my friend
It's then the piper plays his tune
That beckons every day
And when his tuned is full played out
He carries us away.
We can all hear if we but try
The pipers song so sweet
The musings and meanderings
Of souls lost whole comlete
No piper plays before we are born
Before we touch this earth
The pipers tunes they all begin
From the moment of our birth.
For shrill the piper plays his tune
Like happiness diseased
And all the notes that he plays out
Are our moments ill at ease
No-one it seems pays him to pay
Nor gives him any score
For every note that he blows out
Is paid for by that war
The one that's fought in solitude
And in that loneliness we find
That the pipers very soul turns out
To be both yours and mine.
For shrill the piper plays his tune
That beckons every day
And when his tune is full played out
He carries us away.
poem by David Keig
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Well, all the plays that I was trying to write were plays that would grab an audience by the throat and not release them, rather than presenting an emotion which you could observe and walk away from.
quote by Arthur Miller
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The young man plays the flute, the middle aged man plays the harpsichord, the old man plays the organ.
It is as if she is lost
It is as if she is lost,
while on the piano she plays a fugue
and sick of arguing feeling like a rogue
she plays on as if she’s at an outpost
where living cost
do not matter and every colleague
do not scatter away, as if she has the plague
and she’s near to the end, almost
finished, when the phone starts to ring,
with its consistency shattering her peace
and she answers and listens to the chattering,
looking through the window to find quick release
from the building tension, she notices that it’s spring
and the voice trails on and on, like a spreading disease.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Autumn Moon Vavroovahana Patra
Autumn’s cosy moon beam falls on Earth;
Creatures delighted, plays with mirth.
Lovers, beloved roam hither, thither;
Are youthful creatures of Nature.
Earth is silent;
In all people plays waves of merriement.
In full moon night girls sing on the path;
Enchant with mirth.
Moon smiles in the blue sky;
In all poets plays gay.
Sky looks beautiful;
Creatures are delightful.
Beautiful virgins sing delightfully;
Play in the moon beam gaily.
Beautiful looks lap of Nature;
Goddess fulfils creature’s desire.
Fraternity plays everywhere;
Companions embrace each other.
Mother protects everywhere;
Is the Deity in the lap of Nature.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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God not only plays dice, He also sometimes throws the dice where they cannot be seen.
quote by Stephen Hawking
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Ballade Of Old Plays
LA COUR.
When these Old Plays were new, the King,
Beside the Cardinal's chair,
Applauded, 'mid the courtly ring,
The verses of Moliere;
Point-lace was then the only wear,
Old Corneille came to woo,
And bright Du Parc was young and fair,
When these Old Plays were new!
LA COMEDIE.
How shrill the butcher's cat-calls ring,
How loud the lackeys swear!
Black pipe-bowls on the stage they fling,
At Brecourt, fuming there!
The Porter's stabbed! a Mousquetaire
Breaks in with noisy crew -
'Twas all a commonplace affair
When these Old Plays were new!
LA VILLE.
When these Old Plays were new! They bring
A host of phantoms rare:
Old jests that float, old jibes that sting,
Old faces peaked with care:
Menage's smirk, de Vise's stare,
The thefts of Jean Ribou,--
Ah, publishers were hard to bear
When these Old Plays were new.
ENVOY.
Ghosts, at your Poet's word ye dare
To break Death's dungeons through,
And frisk, as in that golden air,
When these Old Plays were new!
poem by Andrew Lang
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For Shrill The Piper Plays His Tune
When thoughts are idle wanderings
Words tumbled round and round
When feelings they turn inwardly
Still I hear the piper's sound.
When happiness is broken
And the Kings and Queens are gone
The piper's tune keeps playing
And I hear his victory song.
For even when awoken
From the sleepiness of time
There's a distant music playing
Heard clear within my mind
For shrill the piper plays his tune
That beckons every day
And when his tune is full played out
He carries us away.
No-one has seen this piper man
And no-one has seen him play
But we all can hear his mournfulness
And fear for what he'll say
No folds of fathered cornfields
And no breaking of the bread
The piper's tune keeps playing
With his words as yet unsaid.
For shrill the piper plays his tune
That beckons every day
And when his tune is full played out
He carries us away.
We can all hear if we but try
The piper's song so sweet
The musings and meanderings
Of souls lost whole complete
No piper plays before we're born
Before we touch the earth
The piper's tunes they all begin
From the moment of our birth.
For shrill the piper plays his tune
Like happiness disease'd
And all the notes that he plays out
Are our moments ill at ease.
Not one of us pays him to play
Nor gives him any score
For every note that he blows out
Is fully paid before
We entertain our wanderings
And confusion in the mind
For the piper's very soul turns out
To be both yours and mine.
For shrill the piper plays his tune
That beckons every day
And when his tune is full played out
He carries us away.
poem by David Keig
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My Classmates
my classmates/friends are different.see how.
Kevin is super funny and fun and also silly and cool is in percussion
Kelvin is funny and he writes songs but he doesn't want anyone to know
Jasmine E. is fun and cool.plays the clarinet
Jasmine H. is also a poet and fun and nice :) plays the flute (me too)
Justin is annoying, a drama queen (king) and he thinks he is the boss of everyone (not really my friend) plays the saxophone (but SOMETIMES nice)
Brando is funny, clownish, funny, fun, and silly.plays the trumpet
Josiah is super silly and funny (in a nice way) and silly. plays the trumpet
Steven is silly and plays the saxophone
Diareliz is fun funny (used to be in band but not anymore)
Christian is smart like Daniel and does not talk much
Marquis is silly and always falling down
Kim is smart and silly and speaks 3 languages including these: Vietnamese and English and gibberish
Aarin is funny and a good friend
DANIEL IS smart and funny
Courteney is fashionable and a safety patrol
Eric is funny and hilarious
Rosemary is fun and plays with your hair
William is well i don't know how to describe him
Kayden is funny and sometimes annoying
Linquell is super funny
see how my friends are different.they are different, different in a good way.
how about yours?
poem by Adriana Salomon
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Big Ten Inch Record
Got me the strangest woman
Believe it, this chicks no sinch
When I wanna get her goin
Then I whip out my big ten inch
Record of the band that plays the blues
Well the band that plays the blues
She just loved my big ten inch
Record of her favorite blues
Last night I tried to tease her
I gave my love a little pinch
But she said now stop that jivin
Now whip out your big ten-inch
Record of the band that plays the blues
Well the band that plays the blues
She just loved my big ten inch
Record of her favorite blues
Ill cover her with kisses
And when were in a lovers clinch
She gets all excited
When she puts on my big ten-inch
Record of the band that plays the blues
Well the band that plays the blues
She just loved my big ten inch
Record of her favorite blues
My gal dont go smokin
And liquor just makes her flinch
Seems she dont go for nothin
cept for my big ten-inch
Record of the band that plays the blues
Band that plays the blues
She just loved my big ten inch
Record of her favorite blues
song performed by by Aerosmith
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Newton Please Come Back
Our identities Bohm destroyed
Our universe Schrodinger transformed
To a wave function (forget the cat!)
Heisenberg made our lives uncertain
Thanks to Einstein everything
Has become relative
Bohr's quanta made their ultimate leap
Into black holes thanks to Stephen Hawking
Newton please come back
We the children of Aristotle feel
Bewildered and insecure
These modern physicists are removing
All the planks on which we stand
(Hyderabad) (September 06, '09)
poem by Shakuntala Sharma
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Baby Plays Around
Its not open to discussion anymore
Shes out again tonight and Im alone once more
Shes all I have worth waiting for
But baby plays around
And so it seems Ive always been the last to know
To hold on to that girl, I had to let her go
I wish to God I didnt love her so
cos baby plays around
I try to be strong hold on to my pride
She doesnt even know its wrong, how much I hurt inside
And heaven knows Ive tried
But baby plays around. just a plaything
Its hard to reconcile the facts Im facing
Its not open to discussion anymore
She walks those shiny streets
I walk the worn out floor
Shes all I have worth living for
Baby plays, baby plays around
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Autumn Vavroovahana Patra
Autumn reigns on Earth;
In all creatures plays waves of mirth.
Chilly breeze blows on Earth;
People enjoy the beauty with mirth.
Green paddy plants smile in the lap of Nature;
Goddess operates the lives of all creatures.
Is the Deity of all Deities;
Is our Almighty.
Creatures surrender on mother’s feet;
She is our lives savior, delight.
Provides duty;
Chanting hymns we live with gaiety.
Beauteous looks Autumn firmament.
In all creatures plays waves of merriment;
Silvery cloudy play in the sky;
In poet’s mind plays gay.
Earth looks beautiful;
Creatures are delightful.
Pray goddess gleefully;
Surrender on the Rosy feet gaily.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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The Big Black Pen
The big black pen...
The fragility of men
over and over we do our best
again and again
and the worst
collects; compounds
at the end
Between the rays of light
find you the thoughts of man
there between the void
(euphoria..........and the paranoid)
Plays at rest our soul
Restless, hungry for restoration
We know we don't belong
Never did...we long to go home
poem by Midnights Voice
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The relativity principle in connection with the basic Maxwellian equations demands that the mass should be a direct measure of the energy contained in a body; light transfers mass. With radium there should be a noticeable diminution of mass.
quote by Albert Einstein
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There's a feeling of enrichment and challenge when it comes to doing a play, and especially doing, you know, a classical play or a tragic play. In a way, it works a different set of muscles, I guess. But I do love it, and I love great writing, whatever it is, and there are so many great plays, and a lot of the writing in a lot of plays is just stellar, and no one is making movies like that, or if they are, I'm certainly not getting cast in them. But you know, working on a comedy with your friends.
quote by Paul Rudd
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Some guitarists I know
Casey hides behind an Elvis swagger
And a marlboro red
He's small and charming
He has a smile that is velvet
He wants to live in a comic book
When he sings
Emotion hangs on his guitar strings
And He plays beautiful guitar
Green likes the blues
Johnny Lang, Stevie Ray
He has the style of Bruce Willis
Charms the pants off of most women
Sometimes he wants to be in love
But wonders why he cant love them
Like Jade and his mom
And He plays beautiful guitar
Dirty Kurt
Tall and lanky
Can write an enviable lyric in a second
Manipulates strings that makes girls weep
He has hearts in his eyes
Because He's in love with love
He has a radiant smile but his teeth are fake
And He plays beautiful guitar
John is solid as cement
Tall and expansive with big shoulders
With a big voice to match
Writes simple lyrics with complexity
He loves Iggy and the Stooges
And Mike Watt, Captain Sensible
John Lennon, Frank Black
Sometimes Eno
And He plays beautiful guitar
poem by Wanda Swim Strunk
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Beyond Mirrors
The age of science has failed to explain our universe in rational terms.
Consequently the power of magic has gradually emerged from our conscious minds to fathom the unfathomable.
Our most distinguished scientists reluctantly admit, that mankind is nothing but some billion creatures, sitting on a piece of solar driftwood floating in space.
Magic is the art of influencing the cause of events by the intervention of spiritual forces or some other occult device.
According to arthur c. clarke any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.
Early civilization often mistook the unexplainable world around them to be magic.
Rupert sheldrake in his book seven experiments that could change the world has stated that scientists attitude toward their experiments affect the results of their experiments.
There is no such thing as a definite fact in science and therefore the irrationality of magic plays an important part in our rational world.
Werner heisenberg, the leading 20th. century physicist has stated, that mass is a physical interpretation of energy.
Religious organizations have understood the power of magic; and therefore monopolized the interpretation of the supernatural to control the human mind.
The universe as a whole is beyond explanation.
Only at the end of the 20th century the roman catholic church admitted, that the great visionary galileo galilei was, in fact, correct.
The second millennium has come to an end. scientists have to admit that the universe is magic.
song performed by by Yello
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