View upon entering Philly
receding steeples
the hairline of God
haiku by Warren Falcon
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View upon entering Philly
receding steeples
the hairline of God
haiku by Warren Falcon
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It really costs me a lot emotionally to watch myself on screen. I think of myself, and feel like I'm quite young, and then I look at this old man with the baggy chins and the tired eyes and the receding hairline and all that.
quote by Gene Hackman
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Forever Changed
Train entering the city
I lost myself and never came back
Took a trip around the world and never came back
Black silhouettes, crisscrossed tracks, never came back
Forever changed
Forever changed
You might think Im frivolous, uncaring and cold
You might think Im empty, depends on your point of view
Society andy who paints and records them
The high and the low, never turn back
Forever changed
Forever changed
Forever changed
Forever changed
Got to get to the city, get a job
Got to get some work to see me through
My old lifes behind, I see it receding
My lifes disappearing, disappearing from view
Hong kong and I was changed
Burma, thailand and I was changed
A few good friends to see me through
Henry and brigid to see me through
Only art to see me through
Only heart to see me through
My old lifes disappearing, disappearing from view
Forever changed
Forever changed
I was forever changed
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Entering Your Heart
I came in crawling
With an absent-minded smile
I had so many things un-tied that summer night
When I decided it was worth another try
Entering your heart.. ohh yeah
Close your eyes
Dont say a word
All your thoughts must go un-heard
And i......
Have failed so many times....
Entering your mind....
Entering your mind....
Im not the most important one under the sun
I dont have any power connections to the pentagon
But Ive got something of my own, that must get done
Entering you heart
Ohhh... entering your heart
Close your eyes
Dont tell a soul....
All you dreams must be told....
And i.....
Have failed so many times....
Entering you mind....
Entering you mind
Ohhh...
Ohhh...
I......
Have failed so many times....
Entering your mind....
Entering your mind....
Ohhh..... entering you heart
Woah.. entering you heart
song performed by by Roxette
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Picasso Youth Mask
youth glazed
green brown
clay framed red
absorb emotion
features contort
experiences run
brow flat lip twist
nose master hairline
forehead eyebrows sight
hair to neck curve straight
above eyes below hairline
world will raw face stiff chin
poem by Terence George Craddock
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On entering a country, ask what is forbidden, on entering a village, ask what are the customs, on entering a private house, ask what should not be mentioned.
Bob Brockodilli from Philly
Bob Brockodilli who is
from Philly
stays at Willie's.
Willie's dog Javeria
is from Chile,
she's fat and very silly.
The first time today Bob
came and stayed,
he played with Daisy dog too.
She begged for his food,
with her eyes so blue.
Then we crossed the street
to listen to the beat
of a Philly band,
recorded at the Tin Angel,
which I understand
is the place to be seen,
so I bought their CD.
They play reggae, blues
and acoustic rock,
was there till 10 o'clock.
It was a fun time,
I enjoyed it a lot.
Thanks Willie and Bob
Brockodilli,
It was a fun time
seeing band from Philly.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on March 21,2011
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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for JJ....
strictly speaking
by my own standards you fall short
of beauty: thick lips,
chipped cheek bones,
poke marks,
falling hair, receding hairline,
short feet, chunky hands,
unaligned eyebrows,
less eyelashes,
but look at you in the mirror
those cat eyes
looking for birds
of prey
ever ready to fight for
your rights
and the rights of the
marginalized, the oppressed
the poor and weak
by all means,
whatever physical defects you have
resetting standards,
now, i must agree
you are the repository of
invincible beauty
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Im In A Philly Mood
Oh, lets make it groove
Taking it nice and smooth
Turn out the light - I can see
Your face
Its you and I - in the time and place
The radio playing teddys groove
The city nights - nothing love
Couldnt do
Oh, baby, its been too long
I need to feel the same thing
That made that time our own
Oh, lets make it groove
Taking it nice and smooth
Im in a philly mood
Oh, baby come down
I wanna hold you now
Im in a philly mood
Lay down your love - I can feel
Your soul
When night is gone let our hearts
Carry on
As sure as you are of the love
We made
I know sometimes weve been so
Out of place
Oh, lately, girl it seems that weve
Come home
To the place that made that time
Our own
Oh, lets make it groove
Taking it nice and smooth
Im in a philly mood
Oh, baby come down
I wanna hold you now
Im in a philly mood
Oh, lets make it groove
Taking it twice as smooth
Im in a philly mood
Oh, baby come on
I wanna hold you now
Im in a philly mood
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Thank You For The Picture You Sent Me
i received it yesterday the picture of two persons
(lovers as you term it)
on top of a hill
you and her
she wears her dark sunglasses and her hat while you
were proud of your thick black glossy hair
a not so receding hairline but
looking still young and
manageable
she looks younger and happy
her hands are holding the rails
a little distant from your lean muscular body
you hide something too in those covered eyes
the usual thick tinted sunglasses
she said
nothing happened between you and her
but you claim otherwise
i look at the picture again scrutinizing the element of closeness
searching for the innate marks of intimacy
the evidence for that usual terms of endearments
at all angles and noting carefully the colors and shapes of your smile
and her poise
and then i jumped into a conclusion
whatever it is, i keep it to myself.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Here Today, Gone Tomorrow
This sonnet was inspired while celebrating my daughter’s birthday. Everyone was eating cake except me. I hardly ever eat sweets. “A moment on the lips, forever on the hips”. Anyway, while they were enjoying the moment, I began to muse. Later that evening I composed this:
My daughter is older by a year today.
She is thirty-seven. I wonder where
The time has gone It seems to melt away.
It’s like an imperceptible glacier
Receding slowly, leaving once unseen
Destruction bare, exposed to view, behind.
I see what time has etched on me between
A youth of yesteryear and current time.
The mirror reflects wrinkled lines and spots.
And not to mention, but I will! The gray.
And like the ice, receding hair, a lot
Is lost. My exploratory survey?
It can be said, expressed this way: Ahem!
I once had youth but now it’s gone, Amen.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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Westminster Abbey, the Tower, a steeple, one church, and then another, presented themselves to our view; and we could now plainly distinguish the high round chimneys on the tops of the houses, which yet seemed to us to form an innumerable number of smaller spires, or steeples.
quote by Karl Philipp Moritz
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Time Stealing Employment Responsibilities
in this modern age as in past ages
receding back into incredibly ancient times
work has entailed journeys departures separations
lovers wives children may miss
departing work bound fathers in modern ages
departing mothers work bound share similar responsibilities
when loved ones are busy employment gone
when loved ones have to complete work requirements
when work requirements face hairline deadlines
employment will demand its pound of flesh
so complete responsibilities efficiently professionally
this is your work complete it to best abilities wisely
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Going into a country the first time, ask what is forbidden; on entering a village, ask what are the customs; on entering a private house, ask what should not be mentioned.
The Naked Ride Home
Just take off your clothes and I'll drive you home I said
Knowing she never could pass on a dare
And knowing it sounded more desperate than reckless or bold
I just put it out there cold, too far gone to care
My eyes on the road, she slid herself down in the seat
And a vision of paradise swung into view
Across those five lanes not one driver glanced over to see
The beauty known only to me, and a big rig or two
On that freeway the light was receding
Her beauty, a sight so misleading
I failed to hear the heart that was beating alone
On the naked ride home
With the trace of a smile and that defiant look in her eye
She hurtled through space in a world of her own
And turning aside my caress spoke of all that she'd not yet done
As if I was the doubting one who would have to be shown
On that freeway the light was receding
Her beauty, a sight so misleading
I failed to hear the heart that was beating alone
On the naked ride home
She gathered her clothes
And ran through the yard in the dark
Up onto the porch like a flash, and inside
Then one room at a time
I watched every light in our house come on
Like the truth that would eventually dawn,
Forcing me to decide
But on that freeway the light was receding
Her beauty, a sight so misleading
I failed to hear the heart that was beating alone
On the naked ride home
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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Tom The Character
Sitting in Starbucks I look to my right
Tom Vilello is sitting there with smile so bright
He tells me he's all Italian and raised in Philly
His grandfather came on boat from Naples, Italy
He says he's a clean cut boy, not in the mob
He dresses real nice, not like a slob
He says the mob were Christians and they
gave food to the poor, they even bought coal
to keep their families warm
He says it's sad the government came in and
threw the mob in jail, he says they helped Philly out
it should be the other way around without any doubt
Now Tom will be 80 in a month or so
He looks more like 60 with his face aglow
I told him he looks really young for his age
He replied he drinks vodka cocktails at restaurant Daves
That's the place he will be
on October 11th having his favorite cup of tea
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Tom The Character
Sitting in Starbucks I look to my right
Tom Vilello is sitting there with smile so bright
He tells me he’s all Italian and raised in Philly
His grandfather came on boat from Naples, Italy
He says he’s a clean cut boy, not in the mob
He dresses real nice, not like a slob
He says the mob were Christians and they
gave food to the poor, they even bought coal
to keep their families warm
He says it’s sad the government came in and
threw the mob in jail, he says they helped Philly out
it should be the other way around without any doubt
Now Tom will be 80 in a month or so
He looks more like 60 with his face aglow
I told him he looks really young for his age
He replied he drinks vodka cocktails at restaurant Daves
That’s the place he will be
on October 11th having his favorite cup of tea
poem by Christina Sunrise
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nixon's the One!
Though born to a Quaker
Who would use “thee” and “Thou”
Nixon swore like a sea cook
fresh off some garbage scow.
Named for King Richard
Of dubious fame
He too was “deposed”
at the height of his game.
He was great at “red” baiting
and exploiting the scare.
He served on committees
That McCarthy would chair.
He was chosen as backstop
for likeable Ike
When incipient scandal
forced him to the mike.
With wife, Pat, beside him
In her ragged cloth coat,
A cocker spaniel named “Checkers”
Brought sobs to his throat.
When he debated young Jack
He appeared quite Hirsute
Nervous and sweating
in his ill fitting suit.
With a receding hairline,
A ski jump of a nose
and a five O’clock shadow
from the moment he rose.
He lost to a Kennedy
He lost to a Brown
Told the press that no more
would they kick him around
After years spent in exile
He returned to the fray
And defeated a Humphrey
Named Hubert one day.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Some Have Steeples. Some Don't
What do I think of church?
'Yes! '
Church?
Like in 'church' church?
'Yes! '
Well...
Some have steeples.
Some don't.
Some have people.
Some wont.
Some are religiously political.
And some are politically religious.
My vehicle is my church.
And that's all I care about.
'Oh?
So your 'car' is your church? '
Oh.
No no!
My 'body' is my church.
It is my sanctuary.
Now...
Keep in mind,
I am not devoted to keep it as pure,
As it should be.
But I do the best I can,
Not to be led away by temptation.
But everyday I pray to be forgiven,
Of those 'sins' I know I should not enjoy!
However...
You can find me anytime,
Self righteously defending...
My point of view.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Motownphilly
Boyz ii men, boyz ii men, boyz ii men, boyz ii men
Chorus:
Motownphilly back again
Doin' a little east coast swing
Boyz ii men going off
Not too hard, not too soft
It's long overdue but now
Philly's slammin'
Boyz ii men, abc, bbd
The east coast family
Never skipped a beat, na
While cooling on south street
Jet black benz, plenty of friends
And all the philly steaks you can eat
Back in school
We used to dream about this everyday
Could it really happen?
Or do dreams fade away, yeah
Then we started singin'
They said it sounded smooth
So we started a group and here we are
Kickin' it just for you
Chorus
Michael bivins' rap:
Yo these four new jacks is real
Smooth on the harmony tip
Nate, mike, shawn, and wan
You know the mentality
Keep flippin' the gift
The spotlight is on us now
Watch us do this
Da da, daaa da da, da da da da da da
Live and direct from philly town
Rap and hype and we can get down
We are ready to roll
So now the world will know that we flow
Back in school we used to dream about this everyday
Could it really happen?
Or do dreams fade away
Then we started singing them
They said it sounded smooth
So we started a group and here we are
Kickin' it just for you
Chorus
Boyz ii men, boyz ii men, boyz ii men, boyz ii men, boyz ii men, boyz ii men
Then we started singing them
They said it sounded smooth
Michael bivins' rap:
Now check this out
One day back in philly
Four guys wanted to sing
They came up to me i said
What's your name? (boyz ii men)
Ya know what i'm sayin'
Than i said alright fellas
Well let me see what you can do
And then wan said
Yo mike, check this out
See if this one moves you
Doom doom doom da da, doom doom doom da da
Da di da di da da, da da, daa daa daa
Doom doom doom da da, doom doom doom da da
Da di da di da da, da da, daa daa daa ohh
Chorus
Boyz ii men, boyz ii men, boyz ii men
Boyz ii men, abc, bbd
song performed by by Boyz II Men
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