Red Ink
Her many suicides.
Scrawled writing
on the card,
its ink
is bright red.
poem by Terry Collett
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My Ace Of Such A Black Heart(Revised In Line Form)
Dear you know who.
I'm writing again.
For better or worse.
My card has been played.
Its my ace of such a black heart.
Forgive me for I don't look my best.
I've been through some stress.
Its what I use when I need to confess.
Its what, its what I use when I'm abused, confused.
No matter how much you hurt me I'll never lose.
For my mind is mine.
Rain or shine, everything will be fine.
But I must go I'm running out of time.
Dear you know who.
I'm writing again.
For better or worse.
My card has been played.
Its my ace of such black heart.
It never sways. No matter, how many hip hip hoorays.
It takes it place like a disease.
The fuel, the fire.
To burn, to urn.
What you want is what you need.
Just to breath, just to see.
Again and again.
I ask forgive me for my miss deeds, that lies in the malcontent of my heart. Be careful how hard you fight, how succulent you kiss.
Because love takes you, makes you, breaks you.
Tares you in two.
I'm fighting myself.
Dear you know who.
I'm writing again.
For better or worse.
My card has been played.
Its my ace of such a black heart.
I think I should of stayed.
But that wasn't the way.
You keep telling me it'll be okay.
But I know what I gave to the depraved.
I feel so indifferent.
My body goes numb.
I was dumb down the very last bone and now I must deal with this alone.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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To a Post Office Inkwell
How many humble hearts have dipped
In you, and scrawled their manuscript!
Have shared their secrets, told their cares,
Their curious and quaint affairs!
Your pool of ink, your scratchy pen,
Have moved the lives of unborn men,
And watched young people, breathing hard,
Put Heaven on a postal card.
poem by Christopher Morley
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50-card Steve
There goes 3-card Mike
with all he can fight
when he left yesterday
he shoulda went right
And theres 5-card Billy
with 7-card Jack
they both get silly
smokin' that crack
And Alabama Chuck
has been down on his luck
he shoulda played Razz
instead of 7-card Stud
But they all have something in common
when they all pack up and leave-
They never had a clue
while playin' with 50-card Steve,
that he always had you
with that Ace up his sleeve.
-Feb.25th,2011-
poem by Ray Quesada
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I Come Alive In Writing
I come alive in writing
Even if the writing means nothing to anyone else-
I come alive in writing
Even if I am totally deluding myself as to its value-
I come alive in writing
Even if at times while writing there is an underlying hopelessness and despair -
I come alive in writing
As if writing is what God has given me to do-
I come alive in writing
As if through it I can truly give to and help others-
I come alive in writing
As if life has meaning through it-
I come alive in writing
Even when I sense the writing is not good or great
As I would wish it to be.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Written In The Heart
The god forsaken rifleman stands rigid at the bar
The kids discover victims in the rubble and the tar
They're married to ambition to the slogans of the war
Slogans that used to be scrawled on the wall
Are written in the heart
A woman bows to mecca and she struggles to her feet
It's better since the president took shooting off the street
She pictures all the poverty the cursed holy war
The pictures that used to be scrawled on the wall
Are written in the heart
The elders make a promise and they forge it in the fire
The general's car is sabotaged, four bullets in the tire
With the burning of the words there goes the scorching of the earth
The words that used to be scrawled on the wall
Are written in the heart
(hirst/moginie/rotsey)
song performed by by Midnight Oil
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Writing (ii)
They look bright
As light falls upon them
They seem statesmen too
As they talk incessant
Let them use pen and paper
They will uncover their
Cleverness of hiding power
Writing is a fight between
The Powers of dark and light
The Difference between an elephant
And an ant.
Writing is the impressive enormity
Among the works of tiny trivialities
Writing is a question asked to realise
The blunt indifference
Writing is like putting the sun
At the centre of life.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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I listen to music constantly while writing.
quote by Orson Scott Card
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Writing To
Writing to feel
Writing to heal
Writing to steal
Writing every emotion..
With such a white background.
It makes no sound
Even as the keys I pound.
Let my words have bite
Let from my words drip out meanings beyond meanings
Its something I try to be constantly be achieving.
Writing to feel
Writing to heal
Writing to steal
I want every heart and mind
Sucked in cause this is my world stage
No sense of the time.
Never to turn the page
Stuck in to a world oh so oh so fine
Writing to feel
Writing to heal
Writing to steal
Listen to her melody, as she sings.
Let chaos reign down from the skies
What will this day really bring?
Will the letter say good bye?
Will it mend everything?
Making everything better.
Destroying all the consequences
That exist in your world.
Welcome to the place I visit daily.
Inspirational maddness,
It attacks, attacks, and attacks.
With perfect sadness
I must let go once more.
And then the words hit the floor
Writing to feel
Writing to heal.
Writing to steal.
Becoming one with my soul.
Fighting for its one and only control.
Its mine, Its mine. Its mine.
In this reality it subsequently is not
A constant questioning of what?
Writing to feel
Writing to heal.
Writing to steal.
With every sound, taste, and light.
The worlds get get oh so oh so bright
Understand that which is not so forthright
This is my night, and day.
So come on join me, please this way.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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If in any divination the Tenth Card should be a Court Card, it shews that the subject of the divination falls ultimately into the hands of a person represented by that card, and its end depends mainly on him.
quote by Arthur E. Waite
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Writing sessions can last an hour or sixteen hours, depending on how it's going.
quote by Orson Scott Card
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Dear Colette
Dear Colette,
I want to write to you
about being a woman
for that is what you write to me.
I want to tell you how your face
enduring after thirty, forty, fifty. . .
hangs above my desk
like my own muse.
I want to tell you how your hands
reach out from your books
& seize my heart.
I want to tell you how your hair
electrifies my thoughts
like my own halo.
I want to tell you how your eyes
penetrate my fear
& make it melt.
I want to tell you
simply that I love you--
though you are "dead"
& I am still "alive."
Suicides & spinsters--
all our kind!
Even decorous Jane Austen
never marrying,
& Sappho leaping,
& Sylvia in the oven,
& Anna Wickham, Tsvetaeva, Sara Teasdale,
& pale Virginia floating like Ophelia,
& Emily alone, alone, alone. . . .
But you endure & marry,
go on writing,
lose a husband, gain a husband,
go on writing,
sing & tap dance
& you go on writing,
have a child & still
you go on writing,
love a woman, love a man
& go on writing.
You endure your writing
& your life.
Dear Colette,
I only want to thank you:
for your eyes ringed
with bluest paint like bruises,
for your hair gathering sparks
like brush fire,
for your hands which never willingly
let go,
for your years, your child, your lovers,
all your books. . . .
Dear Colette,
you hold me
to this life.
poem by Erica Jong
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White Christmas
(i. berlin)
Im dreaming of a white christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the tree tops glisten
And chlidren listen
To hear sleigh bell in the snow
Ooh, Im dreaming of a white christmas
With every christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your christmases be white
Dreaming
Ooh, white christmas
Merry and bright
Ooh, Im dreaming of a white christmas
With every christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your christmases be white
White christmas
song performed by by Diana Ross
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White Christmas
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the tree tops glisten
And children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white.
song performed by by Moody Blues
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And I'm writing
The purpose of writing poem
Is not known and I'm writing.
Excuse me, I'm writing
And writing
And writing is natural
As natural as wind
As natural as light
And I'm writing
Writing and pervading
Everywhere.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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White Christmas
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White Christmas
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Irving Berlin 1942
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten
and children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
song performed by by Beatles
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White Christmas
(Irving Berlin)
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten and children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
(I'm dreaming of a white Christmas)
(Just like the ones I used to know)
Instrumental
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white...
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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White Christmas
Im dreaming of a white christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten
And children listens
To hear sleigh bells in the snow
Im dreaming of a white christmas
With every christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your christmases be white
Im dreaming of a white christmas
With every christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your christmases be white
song performed by by Donna Summer
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White Christmas
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten,
and children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
song performed by by Carly Simon
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White Christmas
This song was first released on the christmas, like a lullaby album. it is the only album it has been released on.
Im dreaming of a white christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the tree tops glisten, and children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow
Im dreaming of a white christmas
With every christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your christmass be white
Im dreaming of a white christmas
With every christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your christmass be white
Words and music by irving berlin
song performed by by John Denver
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The Turn Of A Friendly Card (Part One)
(lead vocal - chris rainbow)
There are unsmiling faces and bright plastic chains
And a wheel in perpetual motion
And they follow the races and pay out the gains
With no show of outward emotion
And they think it will make their lives easier
For god knows up till now it's been hard
But the game never ends when your whole world depends
On the turn of a friendly card
No the game never ends when your whole world depends
On the turn of a friendly card
There's a sign in the desert that lies to the west
Where you can't tell the night from the sunrise
And not all's the king's horse and all the king's men
Have prevented the fall of the unwise
For they think it will make their lives easier
And god knows it's been hard
But the game never ends when your whole world depends
On the turn of a friendly card
No the game never ends when your whole world depends
On the turn of a friendly card
But a pilgrim must follow in search of a shrine
As he enters inside the cathedral...
song performed by by Alan Parsons Project
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