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Rheumatism Petrified Limbs Fresh Woken

rheumatic victims wake ice frozen throbbing stone
immobile like lizards crippled up cold slow moving
sun warmed soaking in early energy waves morning
rheumatic limbs stiff slot pain forced into shift zone

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Where Did My Spring Go?

Where did the spring go?
Where did the trees go?
Where did the sun go?
Where did the bluebirds fly?
Why did the rainbow turn into shadows?
Why am I cold now?
Why does my skin sag?
Why aint my back straight?
Why do my feet ache?
Where did my youth go?
Where did my life go?
Remember walking in the rain,
And getting soaking wet,
Now I got rheumatic pains,
And I really do regret it.
Where did my teeth go?
Where did my muscles go?
Where did my shoulders go?
Where did my chest go?
When you were loving me,
You were just using me.
You would employ me,
You would destroy me.
Now all Ive got are varicose veins.
Where did the spring go?
Where did my hormones go?
Where did my energy go?
Where did my go go?
Where did the pleasure go?
Where did my hair go?
Remember all those sleepless nights,
Making love by candlelight,
And every time you took my love,
You were shortening my life.
Where did my teeth go?
Where did my hair go?
Where did my shoulders go?
Where did my chest go?
Where did my hormones go?
Where did my go go?
Where did my energy go?
Where did my skin go?
Where did my muscles go?
Where did my liver go?
Where did my heart go?
Where did my bones go?

song performed by by Kinks
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Early Morning Cold Taxi

3:36, its cold, I know Im growing old,
With lifes best side on the downward slope,
Its in my own hands, I know Ill cope,
My girls with me and all my friends can see.
Here I am again,
Early morning cold taxi.
Early morning cold taxi.
Done it before, do it again,
Know from experience its not in vain,
Shes the best Ive had, I cannot see, what someone else can do to me.
Its a long way home but loves so warm, youll see.
Here I am again,
Early morning cold taxi.
Early morning cold taxi.
Early morning cold taxi,
Each time I do it, I feel so down and out,
Early morning cold taxi,
though my mind thinks strange Ill keep on, no doubt.
3:36, its cold, I know Im growing old,
One day well be wed,
This I know for its what she said,
Then no more will my mind be uneasy.
Early morning cold taxi,
Each time I do it, I feel so down and out,
Early morning cold taxi,
though my mind thinks strange Ill keep on, no doubt.
3:36, its cold, I know Im growing old,
One day well be wed,
This I know for its what she said,
Then no more will my mind be uneasy.
Here I am again,
Early morning cold taxi.
Early morning cold taxi.

song performed by by Who
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Perchance to Sleep

She remembers how he
Would watch her sleep
His eyes running over her
From toes to the top of her
Head and she pretending
To be asleep taking control
Of her breathing being the
Actress putting on a show
Keeping her limbs just so
And now and then to move
Them as she would in sleep
No doubt move a little shift
About and she recalls how
Once he touched her and
She had to keep utterly
Frozen her limbs stiff trying
To keep him out of her inner
Being and that touch he gave
Lingered over her thigh and
Then moved along it softly
As if he wanted to wake her
Gently not wake her in a start
Not to get all wound up and
Frightened and that time he
Nearly caught her out nearly
Broke up the acting put her
On the spot but she managed
To keep control of her nerves
And limbs and opened her
Mouth just so as to utter
Nonsense words sleep induced
Ramble and he took no notice
And she caught sight of him
Through a slit of her eyelids him
Standing there that stupid look
On his face his eyes wide and
The whites almost drowning
The dark pupils and now knowing
He was out of the room she can
Open her eyes and breathe out
And sniff the air and sense he'd
Been standing there the smell
Of his cigarette breath and his
Lack of personal hygiene and
She moves her limbs and her
Jaw and wiggles her nose and
Toes preparing herself for when
He comes back and she resumes
The show not wanting sex with
Him but not wanting him to know.

poem by Terry Collett
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Early In The Morning

Early in the morning and I cant get right
Had a little date with my baby last night
Now its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Well its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Now its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Went to all the places where we used to go
Went to your house but you dont live there no more
Now its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Well its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Went to your friends house but she was out
Knock on your fathers door and he began to shout get out there boy
Early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Went to doogie chain to get something to eat
Waiter looked at me and said you sure look beat
Now its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning (early in the morning)
Well its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Well its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Well its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues

song performed by by Van Morrison
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Old Bob

I guess folks think I'm mighty dumb
Since Jack and Jim and Joe
Have hit the trail to Kingdom Come
And left me here below:
Since Death, the bastard, bowled them out,
And left me faced with--Doubt.

My pals have all passed out on me
And I am by my lone;
Old Bill was last, and now I see
His name cut on a stone;
A marble slab, but not as fine
As I have picked for mine.

I nurse and curse rheumatic pain
As on the porch I sit;
With nothing special in my brain
I rock and smoke and spit:
When one is nearing to the end
One sorely needs a friend.

My Pals have gone,--in God's good earth
I guess they're packed up snug,
And since I have no guts for mirth
I zipper to my mug:
The question that I ponder on
Is--where the heck they've gone?

poem by Robert William Service
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Inaudible Melodies

Brushfire fairytales
Itsy bitsy diamond wells
Big fat hurricanes
Yellow bellied given names
Well shortcuts can slow you down
And in the end we're bound
To rebound off of we

Well dust off your thinking caps
Solar powered plastic plants
Pretty pictures of things we ate
We are only what we hate
But in the long run we have found
Silent films are full of sound
Inaudibly free

Slow down everyone
You're moving too fast
Frames can't catch you when
You're moving like that

Inaudible melodies
Serve narrational strategies
Unobtrusive tones
Help to notice nothing but the zone
Of visual relevancy
Frame-lines tell me what to see
Chopping like an axe

Or maybe Eisenstein should just relax

Slow down everyone
You're moving too fast
Frames can't catch you when
You're moving like that

Well Plato's cave is full of freaks
Demanding refunds for the things they've seen
I wish they could believe
In all the things that never made the screen
And just slow down everyone
You're moving too fast
Frames can't catch you when
You're moving like that
Slow down everyone
You're moving too fast
Frames can't catch you when
You're moving like that
Moving Too....

song performed by by Jack Johnson from Brushfire Fairytales
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Waking Up Too Early One Morning

when i wake up today
too early this morning
when the cocks still crow
and the lizards still make the usual sound
as though saying
this world is okay yet my heart still
beats this ticking clock of
pain longing for love this thing that until now
i do not really understand
we had sex last night and we slept
and had our own sweet dreams
in fantasy land

there is still this emptiness that carries me back to you
and i ask: Who are you? Are you God?
Is it you?

There is this loneliness despite
the sunshine and the little rain of hope
that trickles like a caress of thin air
so cool in the garden out there

There is this doubt about the source of the voices
from within
this conscience which has a mouth and knows
how to speak the language
of truth

Have i forgotten you? Have you forgotten me?
Such questions
shall be my breakfast for this morning.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In the White

In the white, early morning
I hang my face
over her head
and kiss the flesh above her brow.

I hang my neck, a bow in the air
and kiss the tiny, tickling hairs above her brow.

In the white light of morning
I hang myself over her
and kiss the flesh of her skull

Her white skull
sleeps in the early morning as I hang myself
to kiss her.

I hang myself to kiss her
as she sleeps in the white, early morning.

She does not wake to my touch.

I hang myself above her
on the white bow
of early morning.

She does not wake to my hanging.

The window is cracked and taped.
The outside air is cold, forceful.

I bend myself
above her sleeping body
to kiss her, gently on the brow.

To kiss her gently on the brow
I hang myself.

poem by Chavisa Woods
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Natures Metropolitan Zone Is Alive

Nature's metropolitan zone is alive and a busy day has begun
Warmed by the gentle glow of the early morning sun,
The fast lane opens for the leaders of speed the ant train
The flight of the bumble bee's wings coordinated, follow their flight path again
The very slow underground subways always clogged by the earth worms,
For ever travelling to the rain soaked underground wonderfully lit by the glow worms
Working snails begin trimming the edges by eating them at their own pace...slow.
The birds excel with tweeting and chirping, daffodils laughing beginning to grow
Orchestrating the sounds of life on this beautiful day new,
Heralded by the distant cockerels cock a doodle doo,
Now the snake climbs the skyscraper tree to collect his fresh morning egg
As all the animal young open their mouths to mothers for food to beg,
The ballyhoo of thriving life carries on from dawn to dusk
With nightfall setting the rules for the evening meal a must.

poem by Ken e Hall
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The Collective: The Silent Caryatid

Adamantine legs, eyes of stone
A pillar, a monolith, or a soul
Hushed from the turbulent drone
And frozen was its vehement coal
The reticent flame swore to its bones
To congeal in the torpor of the dole

Veiled in apathy, guised grotesquely;
A connoisseur of neutral composure
And of the covenant to secrecy
The ancient enigma in your stature
Is a labyrinthine alley that perpetually
Denies the rupture, denies to rapture.

Are you weeping? Are you futile?
Hatching deaths all the time?
Cold and lifeless are your eyes
And your breaths worth a dime?
Pray tell, is this your wile:
A caryatid moving the immobile crime?

I would die to watch you prance
Contending to give life a blinded chance.

poem by Norman Santos
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This night is not too cold

This night is not too cold
This morning is not frozen as usual
Without you
It’s time to wake up form long winter sleep
Wind blows late crystal snows
Shine the sun on horizon
Spring coming
This night is not too cold
Really, this night is not too cold

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Get Stiff Quick

When your backbone bends,
And your vision dims...
You've got to,
Get stiff.
Get stiff quick.

When you know you need to move,
From foolish doers...
Get stiff.
Get stiff quick.

No need to put up more with that funky stuff.
You've got to,
Get stiff.
Get stiff quick.

No need to ride a roller coaster,
You know was tough.
No need to do a shuffle singing those sad songs.
Or get along with others you wish from you gone!

Just,
Get stiff.
Get stiff quick.
You've got to,
Get stiff.
Get stiff quick!

When your backbone bends,
And your vision dims...
You've got to,
Get stiff.
Get stiff quick.

Mean what you say and be done with it.
You've got to,
Get stiff...
Get stiff quick!

Don't let just anything fall from your lips.
Or bite your tongue to let an old patience sit.
When you wish to make a point you know wont quit.
You've got to,
Get stiff.
Get stiff quick.

You've got to,
Get stiff.
Get stiff quick.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Early In November

Beneath the starry morning still and steady
Frost laid on the leaves
Frost laid on the dreams
And stayed till the sun beams

Its early in November
And there's no rain
Oh this terrible silence and frozen pain

Sleep clinging in the closets
Sleep creeping on the floors
Sleep climbing up the walls
And stays till the reality falls

It's early in November
And I can't remember
How long will i wait and slumber?

The sky begins to pale
The black reveals is blues so dull and stale
As the footsteps begun to jolt this abandoned trail
The heart bursts out into this silent wail

It's early in November
And there's no rain
Oh this terrible silence and frozen pain

poem by Falky Flakes
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Monday Morning

I love to sleep all day,
Or play all night.
But I must get all ready,
For Monday morning so tight.

I have to go to school,
On this very cold early morning.
Perhaps I wish was a fool,
Who would sleep till tomorrow?

But I am no fool,
On this very early morning.
Hence I must go to school,
So my friend will not be laughing

Waking up this day,
Drives all joy away.
The little ones play,
With gladness all day.

Monday morning it is,
For I have to wake up early
So I would not be caught,
Pouring cold water on my body so dry.

Today is Monday morning,
The most boring of all days.
Which bring back all sorrows,
Running to school so noisy.

Yet I sit in class,
And listen to the teacher.
Who come in a pink dress?
As the pastor preaches.

My face I bury,
Deep, deep in my books.
Which I take no delight in,
Yet still I must read or I would not eat.

How can I be born for joy?
Yet still sit in this cage.
And listen to the other boys,
Who I despise as much as dirt.

Today is Monday morning,
I have to go to school.
For I would not sleep till tomorrow,
Because I would be acting as a fool.

poem by Samuel Donkor
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Stone Cold

Every night I have the same old dream
bout you and me and whats in between
So many changes, so many lies
Try to run, try to hide
>from everything that I feel inside
But I cant escape you or your frozen eyes...
Searching in the darkness
Fading out of sight
Love was here and gone like a thief in the night...
Stone cold...
And I thought I knew you so well
Stone cold
Cant break away from your spell
Another dark and empty night
If I was wrong I wanna make it right
But you are so distant, so far away
Your words like ice fall on the ground
Breaking the silence without a sound
Oh familiar strangers with nothing to say
Searching in the darkness
Fading out of sight
Love was here and gone like a thief in the night...
Stone cold...
And I thought I knew you so well...
Stone cold
Cant break away from your spell...
You leave me stone cold
Searching in the darkness
Fading out of sight
Love was here and gone like a thief in the night...
Stone cold...
And I thought I knew you so well
Stone cold
Cant break away from your spell
Youre stone cold...yeah
I cant break away from your spell
Stone cold...baby
I thought I knew you so well
Youre stone cold...ice cold
Cant break away from your spell
(you put me in the deep freeze)
(oh baby dont you leave me)
(stone...cold, your leavin me cold)
Stone cold...i thought I knew you so well
Stone cold...cant break away from your spell
Repeat til fade

song performed by by Rainbow
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Epilogue

With quiet heart, I climbed the hill,
from which one can see, the city, complete,
hospitals, brothels, purgatory, hell,
prison, where every sin flowers, at our feet.
You know well, Satan, patron of my distress,
I did not trudge up there to vainly weep,
but like an old man with an old mistress,
I longed to intoxicate myself, with the infernal delight
of the vast procuress, who can always make things fresh.
Whether you still sleep in the morning light,
heavy, dark, rheumatic, or whether your hands
flutter, in your pure, gold-edged veils of night,
I love you, infamous capital! Courtesans
and pimps, you often offer pleasures
the vulgar mob will never understand.

poem by Charles Baudelaire
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Slow Moving Sea

If you ever feel youll lose your dreams
Or your hope seems too far gone
Ill bring the distance to your door
You couldnt ask for any more
You were around when I needed a friend
You were the means you were the end
Youll be the one Ill turn to now
Theres gonna be some hard times coming down
Without you the world would be so crowded
Without you the moon would be so clouded
Without you I can be anyone
Anyone at all but myself
If ever your candle wont blow out
Or your sorrow seems so interrupted
Well Ill be the first to bring the darkness down
Ill be the silence at your side
Without you the music couldnt move me
The words would ring true
But the tune would feel so empty
Without you I can be anyone
Anyone at all but myself
But myself
Wish I was a slow moving sea
Moving away from the land so cautiously
Id find me an island to surround
Just like you did as I was feeling down
As I was feeling down
Without you the world would be so crowded
Without you the moon would be so clouded
Without you I can be anyone
Anyone at all but myself
Oh but myself
Wish I was a slow moving sea
Wish I was a slow moving sea
Love is like a slow moving sea
Keeping in touch with eternity
Wish I was a slow, slow, slow, slow moving sea
Love is like a slow moving sea

song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Wake Up

You used to be my closest ally
In this cold, cold world of deception and lies
We would defend and protect one another
Now I can't tell if we are enemies or lovers
So who's gonna rescue us from ourselves
When we gonna wake up
Baby, it's time for loving
When we gonna wake up
My baby, before it's too late
Oh baby
Where did we go wrong, baby
Did this cold, cold world turn us into stone
Well
Now all that battle
Is your ego and your pride
It's ticking like a time bomb
Ready to ignite
Hurtin' me to fight
So who's gonna rescue us from ourselves
When we gonna wake up
Baby, it's time for loving
When we gonna wake up
My baby, before it's too late
When we gonna wake up
Baby, it's time for loving
When we gonna wake up
My baby, before it's too late
When the smoke clears
What will be left for us but tears and pains
Why must we argue over the same things
Just to make your friend go back again
It's never too late
It's been too long
Can't get it right when no one thinks they're wrong
Gotta get out of the bed
And take a look what's going on
Oh when we gonna wake up
Baby, it's time for loving
When we gonna wake up
My baby, before it's too late
When we gonna wake up
Baby, it's time for loving
When we gonna wake up
My baby, before it's too late
When we gonna wake up
Baby, it's time for loving
When we gonna wake up
My baby, before it's too late
Oh baby (wake up)
Oh darling (wake up)
When are we gonna wake up (wake up)
When are we gonna take a look and see (wake up)
What's going on (wake up)
Oh what's going on (wake up)
It was wasting so much time (wake up)
And we're about to lose it all (wake up)
Oh baby baby baby (wake up)
Said I need you baby
Oh I need my baby home (wake up)
Bring my baby back to me (wake up)
Oh baby baby baby (wake up)
Oh oh (wake up)

song performed by by Alicia Keys
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Im Ok

Once upon a time there was a girl
In her early years she had to learn
How to grow up living in a war that she called home
Never know just where to turn for shelter from the storm
Hurt me to see the pain across my mothers face
Everytime my fathers fist would put her in her place
Hearing all the yelling I would cry up in my room
Hoping it would be over soon
Bruises fade father, but the pain remains the same
And I still remember how you kept me so afraid
Strength is my mother for all the love she gave
Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday
And Im ok
I often wonder why I carry all this guilt
When its you that helped me put up all these walls Ive built
Shadows stir at night through a crack in the door
The echo of a broken child screaming please no more
Daddy, dont you understand the damage you have done
To you its just a memory, but for me it still lives on
Bruises fade father, but the pain remains the same
And I still remember how you kept me so, so afraid
Strength is my mother for all the love she gave
Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday
Its not so easy to forget
All the lines you left along her neck
When I was thrown against cold stairs
And every day Im afraid to come home
In fear of what I might see there
Bruises fade father but the pain remains the same
And I still remember how you kept me so afraid
Strength is my mother for all the love she gave
Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday
And Im ok
Im ok

song performed by by Christina Aguilera
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Set In Stone

There alive, die as I space you.
That's where I cease the spell.
The devil loves the pain.
Certain victims breath the pain.
Buried, weak the soul.
No more to you.
You're set in stone.
Bow at your feeds and thoughts.
Cold winter, freezing solid with your fights fooling where.
Hear voices say.
Tall toys gone.
Fell aside with heaps of fear.
Dreaded calls springs in year.
One attacks himself from them.
Feel your own spirit.
Spirit say.
Timeout your life.
What's wrong? Your wrong.
We're set in stone.
We're set in stone.
Strike of thirst, in hell its sought.
By devil night we bought.
Heaps of pain, tools of war.
Towards my painful ever sore.
We're set in stoneX4
Over by the trees behind.
Set in ourselves we find.
Power builds, where it hurts.
Come.

song performed by by Obituary
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