The Evaporation of Liquid Memories
A warm brain freeze
That smells
The color of
Orange juice
Spreads all over
My mind
In the morning—
Toxic
And sluicing
Inside
My eye sockets,
Purple
Bags pillowing
Where the
Red rings circle,
Pupils
In gradient
Tones, cast
In the piquant
Daylight.
Inside my mouth
Swirling,
Quavering lilt,
Slowly
Seeping from the
Corners,
The miasma
Of death
Oozes outward—
White tongued,
I speak
In the bemoaned
Headaches
Of yesterday's
Regrets,
Unable to
Recall
Sybaritic
Traces
Of entropy,
The far-
Away pleasures
Of nights
That fell before.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Choose Your Color
I will paint the walls blue
Blue is calm, blue is power
Blue is the color of tranquility
Do you see my colors yet?
I will paint the ceiling green
Green is healthy, green is peace
Green makes time move faster
Do you see my colors yet?
I will paint the floor red
Red is fire, red is danger
Red is the symbol of passion
Do you see my colors yet?
I will paint the sky purple
Purple is sad, purple is gloomy
Purple is the color of romance
Do you see my colors yet?
I will paint the tree black
Black is fear, black is death
Black is the symbol of grief
Do you see my colors yet?
I will paint the street yellow
Yellow is happy, yellow is fresh
Yellow is the color of sunshine
Do you see my colors yet?
I will paint the fence orange
orange is wisdom, orange is wealth
Orange is the color of success
Do you see my colors yet?
I will paint everything white
White is good, white is pure
White is the color of faith
Have you seen my colors yet?
(August 16th,2006)
poem by Christopher G. Turner
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i wish i have a mouth that knows how to speak my love
i wish i have this kind of mouth that knows to speak
about my love
one that opens so easily and dashes with words like
you know i love you, tell me, do you love me too?
a candid mouth, like a shrew who gambles with words and
will not mind losing
a mouth who kisses your mouth without
shame and if shamed because you slap it
does not bother at all,
one who says, why hide love, why not pour love like a
strong wine to a chalice and let it warm
the glass and let the glass
be nothing but a glass
one that does not mind at all, one that loves and if not loved in
return takes the other possibilities
without regrets
or pain,
the mouth that i have is closed and will not open
afraid
i have kept the words
i love you only for you
like a worm inside my tongue,
wriggling
turning into a little butterfly
that never had the chance to see what is outside
and feel the freedom of air,
yesterday
it died and i keep it for the whole night
now, i spit it out
and my mouth closed again
eating only silence
while you just watch there
asking me
and i said there is nothing to worry
nothing at all
i just don't feel anything and there is nothing
worth saying, i look at you as you go, i hold only to your shadow
and you will never never never know,
this
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Wish I Have A Mouth That Knows How To Speak My Love
i wish i have this kind of mouth that knows to speak
about my love
one that opens so easily and dashes with words like
you know i love you, tell me, do you love me too?
a candid mouth, like a shrew who gambles with words and
will not mind losing
a mouth who kisses your mouth without
shame and if shamed because you slap it
does not bother at all,
one who says, why hide love, why not pour love like a
strong wine to a chalice and let it warm
the glass and let the glass
be nothing but a glass
one that does not mind at all, one that loves and if not loved in
return takes the other possibilities
without regrets
or pain,
the mouth that i have is closed and will not open
afraid
i have kept the words
i love you only for you
like a worm inside my tongue,
wriggling
turning into a little butterfly
that never had the chance to see what is outside
and feel the freedom of air,
yesterday
it died and i keep it for the whole night
now, i spit it out
and my mouth closed again
eating only silence
while you just watch there
asking me
and i said there is nothing to worry
nothing at all
i just don't feel anything and there is nothing
worth saying, i look at you as you go, i hold only to your shadow
and you will never never never know,
this
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Toxic
I'm boiling water for the tea
I run around and climb the trees
I sometimes draw comic caracters
I'm wearing purple rubber boots
I'm drinking lots of apple juice
I do it all because I want to
Sometimes I get bored of doing those things I do
Sometimes I feel there's a need for something...
Toxic
I'm in the mood for
Toxic
I'm in the mood for
Toxic
I'm in the mood for
Something more than ordinary
Toxic
I'm in the mood for
Toxic
I'm in the mood for
Toxic
I'm in the mood for
Something more than ordinary
song performed by by Vanilla Ninja
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Orange juice kiss
A circle of dried, sweet orange juice
Finger to mouth, the taste memories seduce
Memories of that sweet orange juice kiss
Thoughts race to the past and days of bliss
The giggling young angel standing at the bedside
The past and the present, emotions collide
Those glorious hours playing in the park
Warm sunny days before the onset of dark
When long summer day’s end and it’s time to rest
Sweet angel climbs up and lays head on my chest
If there’s one memory that brings me this bliss
It’s the memory of that sweet orange juice kiss
poem by Brian 'Peza' Perrins
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When you squeeze an orange, orange juice comes out - because that's what's inside. When you are squeezed, what comes out is what is inside.
quote by Wayne Dyer
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Orange juice
Orange juice mom says drink
When i am sick
It can make me thick
Orange juice i have to pick
licking mom says no
Drinking i have to do
Hate orange juice, mom says i know
Vitamin C it has
And i need to take
for my own sake
Healthy it can make me
Power it can give me
Orange juice
Is all i need
When i am in lead
With the kids at the lake.! :)
poem by michelle al G
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To those in silence reaching in desperation...the ones we misunderstood
I've an ache inside and it will not go away;
I cry in silence nothing to display.;
no one can hear
so i reach, to no one there
I am alone so very alone
Its cold and scary...I'm so alone
I see no help..I'm so alone
death has caressed me...my new home
In one great struggle all misunderstood;
unable to live the way i should
I slowly walk away;
My memories left in dismay
I am alone so very alone
Its cold and scary...I'm so alone
I see no help...I'm so alone
Death has caressed me... my new home.
But in all that's real there is no home;
you don't see inside; its never shown
not the way i know it i wish you could;
I'm really needing..but nothing feels good
I am alone so very alone
Its cold and scary...I'm so alone
I see no help...I'm so alone
Death has caressed me... my new home.
If I left any foot prints i don't know why;
I just couldn't feel but could always cry.
Just fell in love with sadness all inside;
And just withered away and finally died.
poem by Steven Luneau
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Yellow Overall Exceptionally Positive, With A Few Exceptions
Yellow
It is said to be the sunny color,
but the sun is really so much more
When I think yellow
Coward comes to mind, sometimes even Congress
lovely home all painted warm with white shutters
a brides maid dress made to make the bride look best
the perfect cheap mustard
lemon fresh in the liquid aide or sitting on the counter
light bulb burning brightly
a jaundiced baby
orange juice which is funny cause usually its not orange at all
lines between the opposite sides if the road
tassel from graduation
sponges made for cleaning up all the spills
when your sick there are always little yellow pills
So many things are just so bright
without explanation I see that they
might need to be made apparent with
the brightest color of the rainbow
so that there importance is not missed
they are viewed without exception
Overall a positive color
with only a few exceptions
Jaundice easily cured,
I don’t know what to do about Congress
poem by Sandra Dodd
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The Shoes
The shoes are red
And creamy white on the inside
As pure and beautiful on the inside
As they are vibrating red
On the outside.
She puts her incredibly beautiful feet
In them and begins her practice routine.
The red shoes hug her feet
As if from sheer love,
Glistening, having achieved their purpose.
Plus her feet are beautiful, warm and strong.
I know.
You wouldn't be able to know,
Those shoes looked so gentle and pretty
Just a while ago.
They go with her every move
Seemingly loving every minute of it.
The leather red of her shoes
Is the color of blood
Reflecting and bright, the color of life alive.
So is she
Tall, warm, smiling and full of life.
Many a man has died
Perhaps knowing that she is what he protected,
Or thousands of women just like her.
She knows,
Because she went to battle herself
Right alongside the men that died.
But now she is busy.
Doing what she wants to do,
Her practise in her red patent leather shoes.
She sees me
Observing her.
Her soft, brown and hard eyes smile,
Spreading to her warm and pink lips.
Taller than most women,
Her hair in bangs,
Framing her face.
She finishes her practice routine,
Steps out of her red shoes
And goes into the shower.
I pick up her shoes,
And breathe in
The traces of her persona.
Darling
I still have your red shoes,
And can still breathe in
Some traces of your persona.
Why have you left this warrior
For another?
poem by Lonely People Champion
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Tall Treasures
Golden rings and hair tied with ribbon
Early spring when winters forgiven
Laughing past pleasures warm by the fire
Come inside
Silver vase, take a drink flower petal
Whistling songs like steam from the kettle
Carry silence like driftwood that rides
On the tide, on the tide, on the tide
Tall treasures, large as alaska
There forever, never put out to pasture
Then the night will fall
Bringing peace to all
Darkness there together
Soft light bells and tea, draw the curtain
China cups, some shatter for certain
Laughin past pleasures warm by the fire
Come inside
Tall treasures, large as alaska
There forever, never put out to pasture
Red river runs here beside us
Grey morning will never divide us
song performed by by America
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In The Morning
I can't stop myself from calling
Calling out your name
I can't stop myself from falling
Falling back again
In the morning
Baby, in the afternoon
Dark like the shady corner
Inside a violin
Hot like to burn my lips
I know I can't win
In the morning
Baby, in the afternoon
I try to quit you but I'm too weak
Waking up without you
I can hardly speak at all
My girlfriend tried to help me
Get you off my mind
She tried a little tea and sympathy
To help me to unwind
In the morning
Baby, in the afternoon
Funny how my favorite shirt
Smells more like you than me
Bitter traces left behind
In stains no one can see
In the morning
Baby, in the afternoon
You're gonna put me in an early grave
I know I'm your slave whenever you call
I can't stop myself from calling
Calling out your name
I can't stop myself from falling
Falling back again
Falling back again
In the morning
Baby, in the afternoon
song performed by by Norah Jones
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Inside Out
Inside out, ooh you got me inside out
Oh inside out, oh inside out
Now everybody keeps on telling me how to be
And everybody tells me do what they say
Oh Ill help myself its up to me and no-one else
But till Im ready just keep out of my way
Inside out, ooh you got me inside out
Oh inside out, oh inside out
Now everybodys got me running round, up and down
And here I am going out of my mind
But I wont lose sight of all the, the things Im looking for
Theyre coming to me and Im taking whats mine
Inside out, ooh you got me inside out
Oh inside out, oh inside out
Ill play the game
Well make the same mistakes
Its all the same
If we can give and take
Hold on, hold on, ooh
Hold on, hold on, ooh
Inside out, ooh you got me inside out
Oh inside out, oh inside out
All of my life Ive been searching and hanging on
Turning a corner, never know what Id find
But now Im back again like I never went away
Ooh let me in Im through with wasting my time
Inside out, ooh you got me inside out
Oh inside out, oh inside out
Oh inside out, ooh you got me inside out
Oh inside out, oh inside out
song performed by by Phil Collins
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You Are Your Guard
Color white
Show your might
Color red
Be ready to fade
Color black
Be not slack
Color yellow
Nothing can swallow
Brown or purple
Wait for people
Orange and peach
Go to pitch
Violet and grey
Life is a play
Chocolate mustard
You are your guard.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Corners Of My Mind
Always it's coming
and here starts the game
why can't this puzzle be solved?
Each time it happens it's always the same
I look down and it starts to fell
And all I see
It burns my eyes
Burning all inside
Caught in the corners of my mind
Beginning over one more time
Taking me over
Taking all that's mine
One more time
Always this teasing
Sometimes I lose faith
Where is my strength to hold on?
Facing existence
How can I relate?
Do I stand here or move on?
And all I see
It burns my eyes
Burning all inside
Caught in the corners of my mind
Beginning over one more time
Taking me over
Taking all that's mine
One more time
Falling through this space and time
Buried in this hurt of mine
Falling slowly like a dream
Falling through a world unseen
Why can I not break this spell?
I'm in darkness
Is this hell?
Falling towards this hole I see
This is how it has to be
Caught in the corners of my mind
Beginning over one more time
Taking me over
Taking all that's mine
One more time
One more time
song performed by by Korn
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I Like This To Be Just Mine
what used not to hurt
begins to feel
you keep it inside
hoping that it will just shrink
and be gone
it spreads and you hide it with a
scarf or a hood
it spreads some more like a woman's long
black hair which the wind catches
that smell that it brings to the sea
to another island
where the one who really loves you
smells and comes back to take you
away from me
as i get stuck on the mud of my own feet
deceived by the fairies of
my own pride
slowly eating me like the pizza
with cheese still hanging on your chin
waiting to be cleaned
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Color of Change
Red is the color of passion
the color of love
the color of hate
the color of anger
and the color of regret
purple is the color of richness
of happiness
Black is the color of emptiness
Of shame
and of sadness
where is the color of change
Is it between the red and black?
or between the purple and black?
somewhere between the happiness and emptiness
somewhere between the love and the sadness
i believe change is orange
straying away from the dark colors leading towards the red and purple
poem by Athena Macknight
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Miss Piggy regrets..
Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today, madam..
Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today:
That tastelessly named flu’s got her
(She forgot to wash her front trotter…) so
Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today..
Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today, madam..
Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today:
It’s a swine of a stroke of bad luck:
Her eyelashes, she sneezed them unstuck… so
Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today…
Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today, madam..
Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today:
She’s all pink from her snout to her face;
Her mascara’s all over the place… so
Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today..
Why not try the lamb today, madam…?
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Thank You For...
Thank you for walking
Thank you for spending one day,
With a stranger
Good morning. hello! choose a color, carnation
Well walk along.
Down round the pond, up the hill bricks and steeples
Its not all gone... I recall
Thank you for walking
Thank you for spending one day,
With a stranger
Thank you for talking
And showing the way to a stranger
Wining and dining (what a september)
From bags by the river ( I shouldve worn a sweater)
A sun, sail, song (its cooler up here)
We sat on a wall (oh my)
Rest our feet (just a little longer)
Touch our noses
Then slow poke on... oh, I recall
One red carnation
The color for april
And apples
And wine
I suppose it was white... but I needed the rhyme.
As I packed up to leave oh, I noticed the fountain,
The statues hand.
There in her bronzed, moistened, palm
Red carnation
Without you there... I recall
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Purple Music
CHORUS:
Don't need no reefer, don't need cocaine
Purple music does the same 2 my brain
And I'm high, so high
Don't need no cymbals, no saxophone
Just need 2 find me a style of my own
And I'm high, so high
Some people can't understand
Just bein' inside a church don't make a righteous man
U're high, so high
In time we all die, all music gone
So we better try our best 2 get along
And get high, so high, oh
Ain't got no theory, ain't got no rules
I just let the purple music tell my body what 2 do
And I'm high, so high
Every subject, any key
Purple music can't be judged, it happens naturally
It's alright, alright, oh
We'll find a serpent 2 sacrifice
We'll make a wish and then we'll visit purple paradise
We'll get high, yes we will, so high
CHORUS
Next page ...
Don't want reaction, I just want the act
It's easier 2 give love than it is 2 give it back
Cuz I'm high, so high
Oh, oh, oh
No reefer, don't need cocaine
Purple music does the same 2 my brain
And I'm high, oh
Don't need no cymbals, no saxophone
I just need 2 find me a style of my own
And I'm high, oh
I'd love some
I'm high, so high
CHORUS
We'll find a sacrifice
2 get some purple paradise
So nice, purple paradise is so nice
Yeah!
Baby, baby, I say, I say, I say
Oh, oh, oh yeah, oh yeah
If U understand my color
Put your hand in your crotch
No, no, no, no, no, yes!
CHORUS
Don't need no cymbals, no saxophone
I just need 2 find me a style of my own
And I'm high, so high
Some people can't understand
Just bein' inside a church don't make a righteous man
And U're high
U got 2 be high
In time we all die, all music gone
So we better try 2 get along
And get high, so high
All get high
I ain't got no theory, I ain't got no rules
I just let the purple music tell my body what 2 do
And I'm high, so high
Every subject, any key
Purple music can't be judged, it happens naturally
Ain't it alright?
Ain't it alright?
Don't try 2 fight it
It's time 4 your morning bath, sir
What would U like 2 bathe in this morning?
With all due respect sir, I think that it ..
I think that it might ..
Oh, oh no
I don't want 2 play anymore {x2}
Purple music does things 2 my brain and I'm high
Step on it
That's right
Drive, U idiot
Faster, faster!
Don't need no reefer, don't need cocaine
Purple music does the same 2 my brain
And I'm high, oh yeah
Don't need no cymbals, no saxophone
I just need 2 find me a style of my own
And I'm high
Some people can't understand
Just bein' inside a church don't make a righteous man
And U're high, yeah
song performed by by Prince
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