Voicemail From You
I remember the first
voicemail, I got from you.
It was in July of 1998,
after a six week teaching practice,
at Waitaki Boy’s High.
You rang at 2.05 p.m.
I wrote every single detail down;
after comforting myself,
with the longed for, heart struck sound;
of your voice; over and over again.
Your immortalized words were
Hi Terry Louise here.
Just rang to have a chat.
I got your letter.
Yea you know.
Oh I’m speechless.
I’ll phone you some other time.
Bye.
I wonder if you will ever know,
how much; hearing from you meant to me.
The second voicemail,
weeks later; was at 10.17 a.m.
It was the day,
after the first night;
I ever kissed you.
My stomach was in butterflies;
just with the expectation;
of greeting you, seeing you, again.
To hold you in my arms;
was far beyond; my expectations then.
Hello Paul this message
is not for you.
This is for Terry but anyway.
Hi Paul.
Terry I enjoyed seeing you
last night.
It was so nice.
I am, I just felt,
so warm next to you;
and I enjoyed your kisses,
on my arms,
and just cuddling you;
and I miss you.
Bye.
So often,
you have said good-bye;
since then,
my dearest dearest friend.
I wish,
upon all the stars and the planets too;
that one day,
we shall never; never; say good-bye again.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Zero And Blind Terry
The skulls met the pythons
Down at the first street station
Alliance has been made in alleyways
All across the nation
These boys live off the milk of a silver jet
And the love of sweet young women
The pythons are down from old englishtown
And they 're looking to do some living
Well the leader of the pythons
Is a kid they just call zero
Now terry's pop says these kids
Are some kind of monsters
But terry says "no, pop
They're just plain heroes"
Zero and terry had found a love
That burned like wild fire
Now terry's dad understood
That this zero was no good
A tramp, a thief and a liar
Well from out of the darkness
That breaks the dawn
Zero rode like twilight
He said "tonight's the night
Blind terry come on
Terry come on
Tonight is the night
Pack your bags baby"
And together they ran like reindeers
Through the streets
Well like tomorrow the earth
Is gonna catch on fire
Now terry's dad hired some troopers
To kill zero and bring terry back home
They caught up in the night, like firelightthem starlight troopers....
Zero marches through terry's field
They met the pythons down on route nine
But they refused to yield
Now the pythons fought with blazed guns
And the troopers with swords of light
And zero and terry they ran away
And the gang fought all through the night
Now some folks say
Zero and terry got away
Other said they were caught and brought back
Ah, still young pilgrims to this day
Go to that spot way down by the railroad tracks
Where the troopers met the pythons
Old timers cry on a hot august night
If you look hard enough, if you try
You'll see zero and terry and all the pythons
Just hiking them streets up in the sky.
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Premonition
DEAR heart, good-night!
Nay, list awhile that sweet voice singing
When the world is all so bright,
And the sound of song sets the heart a-ringing,
Oh, love, it is not right—
Not then to say, 'Good-night.'
Dear heart, good-night!
The late winds in the lake weeds shiver,
And the spray flies cold and white.
And the voice that sings gives a telltale quiver —
'Ah, yes, the world is bright,
But, dearest heart, good-night!'
Dear heart, good-night!
And do not longer seek to hold me!
For my soul is in affright
As the fearful glooms in their pall enfold me.
See him who sang how white
And still; so, dear, good-night.
Dear heart, good-night!
Thy hand I'll press no more forever,
And mine eyes shall lose the light;
For the great white wraith by the winding river
Shall check my steps with might.
So, dear, good-night, good-night!
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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By Starlight.
She'd tell you
which group of stars
were what
in the evening sky
as you stood outside
the church after
choir practice
of a Friday night
and her finger
would lift up
and point it all out
and her words
would drift
on the night air
like cigarette smoke
and you held onto
her every word
as she spoke
not for what she said
of night sky
or constellation of stars
but for the sound
of her voice
how it disturbed
the universe
made the deadly silence
less deadly
how they could bring
you in close to her
could embrace you
as she did
when no one
was looking
or you were both alone
some place standing
or sitting face to face
and that particular night
as she pointed up
and out
her other hand
grabbed yours
in the evening dark
and gave a squeeze
and hold
and then let go
how deep
that love was back then
is hard to figure
but love it was
you know.
poem by Terry Collett
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Terry Atkins
Terry atkins is a homosexual
he likes to make people to scream on the grass
this a a rappest
terry atkins
terry was a holt reader lover
he always said HOLT READERS everybody
everybody was scared of him that he might rape them
terry atkin
to all you terry atkin poeple is he a rapiest
after school he goes home a shows his **** to the children he is about to rape
after she is done he throws them back in
poem by Richard Hayes
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Voicemail To Remember
VOICEMAIL TO REMEMBER
I get a voicemail on the phone log,
It says “You had sex with your dog.”
Yes Skunky starts accusing me,
of something so silly.
Recording goes on about
“Unfreezing Prince Emeray”
no name of his in the credits,
was his claim,
well, let me put this to shame.
The one galley that you didn’t steal,
has your name in it that is very REAL.
Now may be it will be worth something
one day…maybe when your old and grey,
but that’s right you don’t age,
for you cleanse your aura like a sage,
In the shower all the time,
maybe you will one day shrivel
up like a grape on a vine,
anyway I am done with
this rhyme.
Writtten by Christina Sunrise on Feb 6,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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His letter.
The letter has come at last.
You have been waiting for days.
You open the envelope with
Both excitement and anxiety
Gripping you tight. His script
Is as per norm: clear, well written
With that slanting at the end of words.
He hasn’t signed with love or left
Those flying bird kisses. You see
Meaning between words, not those
He’s written, but what it was he
Meant to say, but hasn’t. You skip
Words on matters trite. You read
Deeply on the words that mention
You or how he feels. You hold his
Letter tightly between fingers of
Both hands. The page shakes.
He doesn’t say he loves you or
Speak of that night of sexual passion.
You fold the letter carefully; place
It in the pocket of your dress. You
Gaze out the window at the passing
Crowds below. It isn’t what he writes
That troubles you, but what he leaves
Unsaid that brings you now so low.
poem by Terry Collett
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Gobble Gobble 3
Yep, it's THANKSGIVING
and I'm the bird of choice
Something stuck in your throat
or did you lose your voice
This is a special day
for male birds of all kind
Are you reaching for somethin
or have you gone blind
Yep, football on TV
beer being cuddled by ice
You in the kitchen
the aroma is so nice
Now you do remember
the guys will be here soon
They won't make a mess
look at the clock, nearly noon
I can tell by that look
you're not a happy mate
Now, I will say I Love you
although I feel it's to late
If you will only pause
and allow me to say
THANKSGIVING without you
would simply be, just another day
Now this poem is in jest
and we should all take the time
Let's be thankful for what we have
you hug yours and I shall hug mine
Terry M
A Night To Remember
I look out my window
Into the pouring rain
I wish I could tell you
That I stopped hearing your name
And then I realize every thought of you
Runs a circle around my heart
I hear your voice haunting me
I feel your touch in the dark
It was a night to remember
All your kisses I still taste
It was a night to remember
Can't forget the look on your face
It was a night
Starlight send a message
Like a beacon into the night
To tell you I'm lonely
When I shut out the light
Because a part of me left with you
So I feel lost inside
Sometimes I look into my mirror
I see you shining through my eyes
It was a night to remember
All your kisses I still taste
It was a night to remember
Can't forget the look on your face
It was a night to remember
All these feelings I can't erase
From my heart
Endless dreams
Around my shoulders
I cannot free this restless heart
It was a night to remember
...Not enough time for you to stay...
...Can't forget the look on your face
song performed by by Cyndi Lauper from A Night To Remember
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Much That I Remember About You
I remember you
I remember the first time I saw you
Looking up and there you were, an angel on earth
It occurred when I didn’t expect it, wasn’t looking
Seeing you and thinking that you were pretty
Seeing you and wondering why, afterwards, I
Remember you more now
I remember your voice
I remember the first time I heard and it enchanted me
Dulcet tones playing hypnotic music disguised as a woman’s voice
It happened in conversation, in the harmony of all you spoke
Hearing the coy happiness in the words we shared
Hearing the smile in your tone so that I
Remember your voice now
I remember your eyes
I remember the first time I became lost in them
How it was a time when our eyes met in more than just a glance
It happened in a moment, together with you
Seeing in your eyes more than just a casual interest
Seeing in your eyes myself and us which is why I
Remember your eyes now
I remember your skin
I remember the first time I felt the touch of your skin
When your fingertips brushed mine in flirting invitation
It flashed in a moment, skin to skin
Feeling the electricity of your touch, your skin against mine
Feeling the heat passing between us as I
Remember the feel of your skin now
I remember how you made me feel
I remember the first time I admitted to myself
What I felt for you was more than just friendship
It came in a moment, talking with you
Realizing that every thought of you made me smile
Realizing that each smile made me
Remember even more how you made me feel
I remember why I fell for you
I remember this all the time now
The memory comes in thoughts, your voice, your eyes
It happens in every moment these days, loving you
Knowing that what happened between us is a good beginning
Knowing that we could be much more always helps me
Remember constantly why I fell in love with you
poem by David Terry
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Vetrans Day
I give you my thanks
though it may seem trifle
For the time you spent
clutching your rifle
I hope you feel proud
each and every day
For you served your country
in more than one way
If someone shakes you hand
may you feel thanks in their grip
I hope you see thanks in their tear
appreciation in their quivering lip
I know these are just words
but they come from the heart
They are meant to honor a Veteran
for doing more than his or her part
America enjoys so much
because of Veterans like you
You protected us and our flag
and now your honor is due
Terry M
What Happened?
What happened to the person I used to know,
who wasn’t afraid to let their feelings show.
Who complimented me and built me up
By saying great things that made me feel on top,
The good feelings you had when you spoke of me,
the sound of your voice on my voicemail,
a voice I won’t forget, I remember it well.
For I will remember those times
that we were at our best,
and let the bad times go to rest.
You were in my life for a short while,
you came at a time when I needed your smile.
Copyright 1995 & 2010 Christina Sunrise
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Thanks We Give
We must give thanks
though our pockets are bare
We must give thanks
we must show we care
I will try to explain
though I fear I may not
Why give thanks
when nerves are in a knot
Read on if you will
and if by chance at the end
You feel the same way
then my words, I resend
Give a can of green beans
as they are a smile from a child
A simple bag of potatoes
is thoughts running wild
A can of cranberries
may be a hug from a friend
A package of dinner rolls
may seem like love with no end
And what about stuffing
it is what we do on this day
Every stomach should be stuffed
I hope we all feel this way
A butter ball turkey
so many mouths it may feed
A big pumpkin pie
could be a friend in need
If only one verse
touched you in some way
Then your heart gave thanks
or at least, I would say
So please give thanks
and ask that others do the same
Someone's life maybe touched
and yes you, maybe to blame
Terry M
Of That So Sweet Imprisonment
Of that so sweet imprisonment
My soul, dearest, is fain -- -
Soft arms that woo me to relent
And woo me to detain.
Ah, could they ever hold me there
Gladly were I a prisoner!
Dearest, through interwoven arms
By love made tremulous,
That night allures me where alarms
Nowise may trouble us;
But lseep to dreamier sleep be wed
Where soul with soul lies prisoned.
poem by James Joyce
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Dialogue Part I
Terry: Are you optimistic 'bout the way that things are going?
Pete: No, I never ever think of it at all.
Terry: Don't you ever worry when you see what's going down?
Pete: Well, I try to mind my business, that is, no business at all.
Terry: When it's time to function as a feeling human being, will your Bachelor
of Arts help you get by?
Pete: I hope to study further, a few more years or so.
I also hope to keep a steady high.
Terry: Will you try to change things, use the power that you have,
The power of a million new ideas?
Pete: What is this power you speak of and the need for things to change?
I always thought that ev'rything was fine, ev'rything is fine.
Terry: Don't you feel repression just closing in around?
Pete: No, the campus here is very very free.
Terry: Does it make you angry the way war is dragging on?
Pete: Well I hope the President knows what he's into, I don't know.
Oooh I just don't know.
Terry: Don't you see starvation in the city where you live,
all the needless hunger, all the needless pain?
Pete: I haven't been there lately, the country is so fine,
but my neighbors don't seem hungry 'cause they haven't got the time,
Haven't got the time.
Terry: Thank you for the talk, you know you really eased my mind,
I was troubled by the shapes of things to come.
Pete: Well, if you had my outlook, your feelings would be numb,
You'd always think that ev'rything was fine.
Ev'ry thing is fine.
We can make it better (x3) Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
We can change the world now (x3)
We can save the children (x3)
We can make it happen (x3)
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Transcribed by
Don F. Pizarro
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song performed by by Chicago
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Before
Before she went off
having told you
she was seeing
someone else
you wanted to gather
her words in your hands
and jumble them up
to make a different
form of words
and a different message
and as you watched her
go back toward her home
you thought of the first kiss
she gave you
and that bright gaze
in her blue eyes
when she saw you
for the first time
and you realized
that you had had
your love chances
and had blown them away
and looking up
you saw
she had gone from sight
but years later
when hearing the wind blow
on the window
you see her still
in dreams at night.
poem by Terry Collett
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Good Love
Good love, u got a
Baby, in the heat of the night
U know what 2 do
Good love, u got a
Cherry pie, apple kisses
Everything is cool
Technicolor children in picadilly square
Whisper words, erotica, when u kiss me there
Gustav mahler #3 is jamming on the box
Ill have another glass of u, this time on the rocks
4th of july in every stroke
A symphony of light and sound
Oh, I want 2 die from all the smoke
Fire breaks out when ure around
Good love, u got a yeah
Baby, in the heat of the night
U know what 2 do
Good love, u got a yeah
Cherry pie, apple kisses
Everything is cool
It brings a flash 2 my heart just the thought of u
Plethora of euphoria in everything u do
Any place 2 zero, u are number 1
Baby, in the heat of the night, ure my favorite fun
U and I in each others arms (u and I - each others arms)
Here is another world (here Im protected)
Here Im protected from all harm
Only the naked, boy and girl
Good love, yeah!
Baby, in the heat of the night
U know what 2 do
Good love, yeah (ooh)
Cherry pie, apple kisses
Everything is cool, cool, cool (cool)
Alright, we gon say good love
Right here (good love!)
Yeah
Gustav mahler #3 jamming on the box
U wanna rock? (why not? )
(good love) - yeah (yeah, yeah)
Oh baby, in the heat of the night
U know what 2 do, dont cha?
Good love, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Cherry pie, apple kisses
Everything is cool, cool
Every little funky damn thing is kickin! (good love)
Oh my lord (oh my lord)
My lord (my lord)
(good love, yeah)
Baby, u got the, u got the, u got the good love, yeah
In the heat of the night
U know its alright (yeah)
Good love, yeah
Good love, honey baby
Good love, yeah yeah yeah (yeah)
Cherry pie, apple kisses
Everything is cool, everything is cool
Cool
Come on
Thats how I like it, come on
Technicolor junkie in a funky square (yeah)
Good love talkin when u kissin me there (yeah)
Gustav mahler jamming on the box (yeah, yeah)
Teenage junkie got his foot on the rock get off!
U gotta, u gotta get good love
Good love
U gotta, u gotta get good love
Yeah, good love
Gustav
song performed by by Prince
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Trick Or Treat
It is time for Halloween
oh yes that time of year
We carry bags of candy
trick or treat we shall hear
They gather on the porch
or maybe the front gate
Arms holding their bags open
saying trick or treat as they wait
Count Dracula is waiting
and Wolf Man is too
There may be a Hobo
or a Princess or two
I dropp candy in each bag
and act as if filled with fright
For this is Halloween
it is a children's night
Then I have an idea
for this special night
A simple bed sheet
may cause some fright
I hear children talking
as they stroll down the street
And I giggle to myself
about the ghost they shall meet
They rattle the front gate
trick or treat rolls off each lip
I round the corner, arms raised
give out a big WOOO, then slip
No bones were broken
but my ego was bruised
My dog had left her own trick
and the children were amused
I guess in the night
we never know what we will meet
It's Halloween
Trick or Treat
Terry M
If clouds could talk
If clouds could talk
what would they say
Would they criticize us
or wish us a good day
If clouds could talk
would they single out me, or you
For what we have done
or what we failed to do
Would they smile at one
and then frown on another
Speak softly to a lady
and deeply to her brother
Why does just watching clouds
seem to ease our fears
And do you think raindrops
could be tears
If clouds could talk
what a world this would be
I wonder what they would say
to all of us, or just you and me
Terry M
My Dearest Drug Friend
My dearest drug friend caught up in your trip,
Holding on tightly but still losing your grip.
My dearest drug friend passed out on the floor,
Full of insanity but still searching for more.
My dearest drug friend so messed in the mind,
Leaving the life you once had behind.
My dearest drug friend craving your coke,
Blinded by powder and chemical smoke.
My dearest drug friend you're slipping away,
If only you'd stop this damaging way.
My dearest drug friend hold on to your life,
Put down your gun and your blood-shedding knife.
My dearest drug friend stop selling your soul,
Stop playing with needles and paying the toll.
My dearest drug friend you're giving it all,
To drugs you'll bow down, to drugs you will fall.
My dearest drug friend you've chosen to die,
You gave drugs your life and that makes me cry.
poem by Pritisha Sardesai
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What Happened?
What happened to the person I used to know,
who wasn’t afraid to let their feelings show.
Who complimented me and built me up
By saying great things that made me feel on top,
The good feelings you had when you spoke of me,
the sound of your voice on my voicemail,
a voice I won’t forget, I remember it well.
For I will remember those times
that we were at our best,
and let the bad times go to rest.
You were in my life for a short while,
you came at a time when I needed your smile.
Written By Christina Sunrise on August 8,1995
poem by Christina Sunrise
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