A Lady Supervisor
After my graduation from college,
I took a job of which I had privilege.
Travel to many places far and wide,
Had met many pretty girls on the side.
A Lady supervisor seemed saucy,
Though not a beauty yet quite sexy.
She always passed me secret tease,
That arouse my sensuality to no cease.
One eve as we all took slumber,
I was awaken by a warm cucumber.
A breath to my chest getting hotter,
Down to my rod the lick got better.
Amidst the darkness I saw her face,
So excited she rode me on the surface.
And squat on my throbbing manhood,
As she danced on top moaning good.
After awhile when we were done,
In the night her silhouette was gone.
And in the morning we felt no shame,
For what we did was just naughty game.
poem by Marvin Brato Sr
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Love Changes Everything
(Clint IngersollJeremy Spillman)
Before my second year of college, you were barely seventeen.
I was haulin' hay for your Daddy, an' you brought me a glass of tea.
To a farm boy from Oklahoma, you were small town Texas prize,
An' every young man's dream in cut-off jeans, with that Homecoming Queen smile.
You were makin' fun of my farmer's tan an' I was lettin' you.
An' fightin' bull in the July heat, tryin' to keep my cool.
An' the prairie wind sang while the dust devils danced.
It just got hotter as the summer passed.
An' that first kiss stole our breath away.
An' the breeze died down as our hearts surrendered.
The moonlight shattered as it crashed on the river.
We both knew we'd never be the same:
'Cause love changes everything.
I think your Daddy wondered but I know your Momma knew,
'Cause she pulled me aside one Friday night and said take good care of you.
We'd steal away after supper to our favorite place in the sand,
By the red water's edge where we'd hold hands while the sun melted into the land.
We lost more than sleep on one hot August night.
By mornin' we were seein' some things for the very first time.
An' the prairie wind sang while the dust devils danced.
Just got hotter as the summer passed.
An' that first touch stole our breath away.
An' the breeze died down as our hearts surrendered.
The moonlight shattered as it crashed on the river.
We both knew we'd never be the same:
'Cause love changes everything.
I never found my way back to college,
An' we found other loves since then.
But that first one will live forever,
'Cause I'll always remember when:
Those prairie wind
song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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Lullaby
Sleep, pretty lady, the night is enfolding you;
Drift, and so lightly, on crystalline streams.
Wrapped in its perfumes, the darkness is holding you;
Starlight bespangles the way of your dreams.
Chorus the nightingales, wistfully amorous;
Blessedly quiet, the blare of the day.
All the sweet hours may your visions be glamorous-
Sleep, pretty lady, as long as you may.
Sleep, pretty lady, the night shall be still for you;
Silvered and silent, it watches you rest.
Each little breeze, in its eagerness, will for you
Murmur the melodies ancient and blest.
So in the midnight does happiness capture us;
Morning is dim with another day's tears.
Give yourself sweetly to images rapturous-
Sleep, pretty lady, a couple of years.
Sleep, pretty lady, the world awaits day with you;
Girlish and golden, the slender young moon.
Grant the fond darkness its mystical way with you;
Morning returns to us ever too soon.
Roses unfold, in their loveliness, all for you;
Blossom the lilies for hope of your glance.
When you're awake, all the men go and fall for you-
Sleep, pretty lady, and give me a chance.
poem by Dorothy Parker
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Amidst, amidst
Amidst, amidst
Amidst the waves
The ocean-waves that sparkle on the pilot sea
And glisten in the night to dancing forms
Of elfin size in silent prancing lost.
Aloft, aloft
My soul I have let go
That it may find at last
Its home, the yearning-prize
Wherein it must go now:
The ocean-sea that sparkles in the night.
I hear the chains cut
I hear the pains fall
I hear my dress of breath
Fall in the channel sea, beyond the straits
Where the wide Ocean beckons and awaits:
Where the wide night yet sparkles full as day
Where the dawn riseth from its eastern cave
Where beauty surfeits by excess of love:
Where the Good rests and stays
My soul will sail.
And from the triad of rocks that menacing
Stands in the ocean path
The sirens sing their lay.
Yet the night shines and there is light
The soul sails on, the siren-song by-passed
Withers and loses in the ocean’s vast.
The breezes blow, the breezes blow my face.
And the soul sails, still sails this night.
poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
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Examine Very Closely
I seek a simpleness,
I define.
And wish to live.
Rushing to be disturbed,
And frustrated by conflict...
Does not attract,
The calm felt in my stomach.
Some folks will feed on any belief!
And if I am going to throw up anything,
It will be the time someone offered me ignorance...
To eat and digest.
With a bloating felt clear up to my chest.
And it has been many moons passed,
I've had the privilege to show my...aspirations.
Since I admit,
I had slept that deeply with an unconsciousness.
However...
Today?
It pays to lick a fried chicken bone clean.
Don't leave a hint of meat for someone else to eat.
Examine very closely,
What someone approaches you to be fed.
To blindly devour as nourishment.
Like I've said...
It has been many moons passed,
I've had the privilege to show my...aspirations.
Since I admit,
I had slept that deeply with an unconsciousness.
And I see no need to repeat such deeds.
I seek a simpleness,
I define.
And wish to live.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Spirit Of A Child
A Mother holds her son close
to her chest.
Tears role down her cheek,
knowing he will be at rest.
Her son looks up at her sad
face, don't cry mom, I'm going
to a unpainful place, I won't suffer
anymore. As he said with his last
breath.
She rocks her son, his arm falls
to his side.
A warm glow passes over her
as his spirit lifts to the heavens
with the angels at his side.
Moms love is for eternety, not
just for awhile.
Love you son.
poem by Patricia Merritt
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Poetry Is Sexy
Poetry is sexy
Its lyrics aim to please
Poetry is sexy
Engaging in its tease
Poetry is sexy
It radiates with verb
Poetry is sexy
Every idyllic word
Poetry is sexy
Refined for purity
Poetry is sexy
Stripped of subtlety
Poetry is sexy
When read between the lines
Poetry is sexy
Laced with frilly rhymes
Poetry is sexy
Both singular and plural
Poetry is sexy
Every exclamatory swirl
Poetry is sexy
Grammatically raw
Poetry is sexy
Even typos and all
Poetry is sexy
Consummated publicly
Poetry is sexy
When performed properly
Poetry is sexy
Irrespective of its font
Poetry is sexy
Fashioned any way you want
poem by Brian Dorn
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The Ugly
You think you’re like so hot
A real looker lookin top notch
With layers of makeup caked on your face
Powder and rouge all over the place
Botox makes you unable to frown
One shade of red from resembling a clown
And the way you walk screams out pretension
Like all your screams and acts for attention
Turn your nose up at those who show you some kindness
Because you don’t want them to know that you’re mindless
Nothing inside so you pile on the laughs
Know nothing else but how to spend cash
Tight fitting clothes reveal a slim figure
So slim your wrist is the size of a finger
You’re a gorgeous doll but only on the surface
Good for a rent but not for a purchase
You say you’ve been ugly since you were a baby
But you should smile more often pretty lady
You don’t how many guys are out there chasing
After you hoping it’s you they were dating
You have confidence in all that you say
Yet you hide yourself away from the day
Nose not too big and hips aren’t too wide
Ears aren’t too low, hair doesn’t need dye
Feet aren’t too small and nails all look tight
Belly is flat and the clothes fit just right
In all the right places, don’t be so self conscious
Cause girls like that are very obnoxious
Your sense of humor expresses your knowledge
Even if you’ve never seen one day of college
Don’t look to Barbies and keep on wishin
You’re gorgeous from the outside and the within
poem by P.R. Prosper
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God is beauty
The beauty of a lady
Spreading love on Internet
The beauty of the first kiss
On the corner of a dark room
The beauty of a crow
Pecking the food into grasses
The beauty of the skins
The beauty of the smile
Of a pretty girl
The beauty of the morning light
The beauty of a queer feeling
Under the shadow of a tree
The beauty of the sparrows
Bathing in the pond
The beauty of the unknowns
The beauty of forgiveness
The beauty of solitude
At a goodbye party
The beauty of a sinking heart
Driving on a steep road
The beauty of a lady
Walking alone
In the park
The beauty of the laughter of a child
The beauty of being loved
The beauty of the pat unexpected
On our shoulder
Saying I am here beside you
The beauty of making love
Early in the morning!
The beauty of the beauty
The beauty of God
The beauty of Jesus
The beauty of Zoroaster
The beauty of Buddha
The beauty of myths
The beauty of goddess
The beauty of you and I!
poem by Framarz Bagheri
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I Get Excited
(tennant/lowe)
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(excited)
(excited)
(excited excited excited excited)
(excited excited excited excited)
(i get excited)
(i get excited)
We're both in the gutter, that's no surprise
What does it matter, when i look in your eyes?
We've lost all our money, we're thrown out of bars
We're lying in the gutter, but we're looking at the stars
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I hear the sound of the subway, the sigh of the heat
The click of the visitors' heels on the street
The rattle of the taxi, the scream of the cars
The clatter of the dustbin and the beat of my heart
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why
(excited excited excited excited)
(excited excited excited excited)
You're in my soul
My body moves to your control
Baby, i've been thinking about you
All night long, and the neighbours are talking
I don't know why, i don't know why (excited) (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why
(excited) (i get excited)
We're both in the gutter, that's no surprise
What does it matter, when i look in your eyes?
We've lost all our money, we're thrown out of bars
We're lying in the gutter, but we're looking at the stars
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why
(excited excited excited excited)
(excited excited excited excited)
(ooooooooh)
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why (i get excited)
I get excited, you get excited too
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Morning Star
As I wake I see a morning star
through the window dimly shines
its final statement at the closing of the day
I've got a few more minutes of night time before I rise
as the dawn is breaking through the darkness
the morning star will fade but never die
morning star, I can't see your face no more, and that's good
get out now, out on the streets of your nowhere neighborhood
as I laid down last night I felt no pain
the day went on without a sound
another night to put all the business away
I had a few more hours of night time before I'd rise
all the stars were out last night in the sky
I slept right through as they all went by
soon the dawn was breaking up the darkness
the morning star will fade but never die
morning star, I can't see your face no more, and that's good
get out now, out on the streets of your nowhere neighborhood
you come along with a color that I can't match
gold chain and a crystal ball attached
you're coming from the wrong direction
and as I sleep tonight I'll dream of you
sleeping somewhere far away
you come into my head so pretty and so true
I get a few more hours to dream of you till I rise
as the fireworks shoot off in the sky
I sleep right through as it all goes by
soon the darkness would suck up into the dawn
the morning star will fade but never die
morning star, I can't see your face no more, and that's good
get out now, out on the streets of your nowhere neighborhood
you come along with a code that I can't crack
gold chain and a crystal ball attached
you were coming from the wrong direction
you were coming from the wrong direction
you were coming from the wrong direction
song performed by by Fastball
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The Potatoes' Dance
(A Poem Game.)
I
"Down cellar," said the cricket,
"Down cellar," said the cricket,
"Down cellar," said the cricket,
"I saw a ball last night,
In honor of a lady,
In honor of a lady,
In honor of a lady,
Whose wings were pearly-white.
The breath of bitter weather,
The breath of bitter weather,
The breath of bitter weather,
Had smashed the cellar pane.
We entertained a drift of leaves,
We entertained a drift of leaves,
We entertained a drift of leaves,
And then of snow and rain.
But we were dressed for winter,
But we were dressed for winter,
But we were dressed for winter,
And loved to hear it blow
In honor of the lady,
In honor of the lady,
In honor of the lady,
Who makes potatoes grow,
Our guest the Irish lady,
The tiny Irish lady,
The airy Irish lady,
Who makes potatoes grow.
II
"Potatoes were the waiters,
Potatoes were the waiters,
Potatoes were the waiters,
Potatoes were the band,
Potatoes were the dancers
Kicking up the sand,
Kicking up the sand,
Kicking up the sand,
Potatoes were the dancers
Kicking up the sand.
Their legs were old burnt matches,
Their legs were old burnt matches,
Their legs were old burnt matches,
Their arms were just the same.
They jigged and whirled and scrambled,
Jigged and whirled and scrambled,
Jigged and whirled and scrambled,
In honor of the dame,
The noble Irish lady
Who makes potatoes dance,
The witty Irish lady,
The saucy Irish lady,
The laughing Irish lady
Who makes potatoes prance.
III
"There was just one sweet potato.
He was golden brown and slim.
The lady loved his dancing,
The lady loved his dancing,
The lady loved his dancing,
She danced all night with him,
She danced all night with him.
Alas, he wasn't Irish.
So when she flew away,
They threw him in the coal-bin,
And there he is today,
Where they cannot hear his sighs
And his weeping for the lady,
The glorious Irish lady,
The beauteous Irish lady,
Who
Gives
Potatoes
Eyes."
poem by Vachel Lindsay
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Good Morning Baby
ft. Dan Wilson
Between an overload of information
And a striving for a pure dedication I
Find myself looking for the exit sign
See your pretty face in the sunshine
In the morning after staying up all night I
Want to wake you just to hear you
Tell me it's alright
And all I want to be is too much
Sometimes for me
Good morning baby
I hope I'm gonna make it through another day
Good morning baby
I hope I'm gonna make it through another day
See the stars and all the planets
Fly the great wide world and have it all
Yeah better get a ticket better get in line
I'm praying now for beautiful weather
Take a car and drive forever but I'm
Only ever sitting at the traffic light
And all the world to see is too much
Sometimes for me
Good morning baby
I hope I'm gonna make it through another day
Good morning baby
I hope we're gonna make it through another day
(And when you rise)
And when you rise you'll find me here
(Open your eyes)
And see myself reflected there
(And for awhile)
A little room becomes an everywhere
song performed by by Bic Runga
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Its A Shame, Its A Game
(hicks / horton jennings)
Out last night in my sunday stripes
(you didnt want to know me)
At the tuesday hop if I wear drainpipes
(you say youre gonna throw me)
The way you treat mes frightening
Strike me down like lightning
You know its a shame (you didnt want to know)
Its a game (you say youre gonna throw me)
Out of town theres a story round
(youre staying with another)
At the picture show so the rumour goes
(youve been playing with my brother)
I dont know where Im standing
You give me such a bumpy landing
Its a shame (youre staying with another)
Its a game (youve been playing with my brother)
Getting a bad reaction
Chasin my girls best friend
Wonder should I walk on home
Plan a break-up or shake hands and make up again
Its a shame, its a game (its a a shame its a game)
Wah ooh
Its a shame, its a game
Wah ooh
I was out tonight looking wild in white
(you didnt want to know me)
Tried to catch a hint on how to jive
(you didnt want to show me)
I havent got a dogs chance
If I dont know how to hip-dance
Its a shame (you didnt want to know me)
Its a game (you didnt want to show me)
Wah ooh
I really felt hip wearing my stripes, baby its a shame
(its a shame, its a game)
And I really thought my drainpipes were outta sight yeah, its a shame
(its a shame, its a game)
Well, you struck me down like lightning, baby, I didnt know what to do, ha
(its a shame, its a game)
Theres so many rumors about me and about you I dont know what to do
Its a shame I dont know what to do, baby I need ya
(its a shame, its a game)
Oh, cmon and teach me how to hip jive
(its a shame, its a game)
song performed by by Hollies
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Girl On A Motorbike.........
She rode a powerful
Motorbike, crossed
Two countries in europe
Inside one hour,
Parked the bike
Near a public garden,
Walked to the bench,
To be hugged
By a forty year old,
Her lover and professor,
Laid on the bench
At seven in the morning,
Made mad love with him,
Stood up, buckled her
Windcheater and rode
Away back to her college
Which she did for four years
Almost every day
Till she did her graduation.
Ravikran Arakkal
poem by Ravikiran Arakkal
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Marvellous Travel
I travel with my eyes,
Watching those silently cry,
Asking themselves the question why,
Someone left them without saying goodbye;
I travel with my thoughts,
I travel with my pen;
To write about children, women and men;
I travel with my voice,
I travel with my hope,
That something new, would spring into my horoscope,
Whether in Asia, America or Europe,
There'll always be something interesting to scope;
I travel to many different places,
Mix with many races,
Identify tribesmen by their faces,
And little girls by their laces,
I travel without money,
So, please listen to my testimony,
The good, the bad and even the ugly,
Every experience is worth life's journey,
For I'll always be marvelled,
When ever I travel.
poem by Joshua Fernandez
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The Travelerz
I travel with my eyes,
Watching those silently cry,
Asking themselves the question
why,
Someone left them without
saying goodbye;
I travel with my thoughts,
I travel with my pen;
To write about children, women
and men;
I travel with my voice,
I travel with my hope,
That something new, would
spring into my horoscope,
Whether in Asia, America or
Europe,
There'll always be something
interesting to scope;
I travel to many different places,
Mix with many races,
Identify tribesmen by their faces,
And little girls by their laces,
I travel without money,
So, please listen to my testimony,
The good, the bad and even the
ugly,
Every experience is worth life's
journey,
For I'll always be marvelled,
When ever I travel.
poem by Akingbehin Daniel Murphy
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Take Them Away! They'll Drive Me Crazy
Riding in the Park, or down town shopping
At the Matinee, or singing in the choir
Everywhere a dazzling blaze of beauty
Blinds my eyes and sets my soul afire
How my heart thumps and how my head whirls!
Don't you look this way, beautiful girls!
Oh, take them away, they'll drive me crazy!
Oh! the saucy, pretty, winnning, witty, mischief-loving girls!
How my heart thumps and how my head whirls!
Don't you look this way, beautiful girls!
Oh, take them away, they'll drive me crazy!
Oh! the saucy, pretty, winnning, witty, mischief-loving girls!
As I sit beside them, charming creatures,
Little do they know how I tempted to
Throw my arms around their necks, and kiss them!
Though, of course, I know it wouldn't do.
Gliding through the gateway, there they go! there they go!
Don't they make you think of broken string of pearls?
Tripping up the stairway, here they come! here they come!
While the zephyrs frolic in their curls.
Every day so near, and yet so distant--
Everywhere so plenty, yet so little mine--
Doubtless they are angels wrongly labelled,
Angels made in other spheres to shine.
poem by Henry Clay Work
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Kanye West
Mr. Best fresher then the rest gotta rock the vest
because niggas fouling out and aiming for his chest
took his last breath on his first step to greatness when
he step into that car unknown fans thought he was
gone until Jesus walked with him three years on in just
being his cocky self again got tried of being fresh every morn
in the Chi been cashin out since he was born so Mr. Best
move to the heart of the city New York City with big brother
H.O.V.A now if Mr. Best can rap about being the best
well might I say when I wake good morning
world because I'm a champion I wonder if I never
knew about Mr. Best would’ve I learned what don’t
kill me only make me stronger now I’m living that
good life and my boys can’t tell me nothing little
brother coming up faster then them now he hitting
these chicks like he working with Barry Bonds bat
do you know what it mean to go to graduation after
you dropout of college two times in row go club 40/40
were all the drunk and hot girls be at trying to find
star under the flashing lights now Mr. Best how can
you be loyal in a room full of hoe’s he reply I gave
them everything I am now they gotta watch me and
old new chick go to homecoming with big brother and become
king of the Roc-A-Fella you see the glory my moms
prayed for me to get.! !
poem by Randy Bullocks
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Duluth 1996
It was the summer of 1996,
I drove to Duluth with fellow Czechoslovakian.
We stayed at hotel and I drank red wine,
danced on the table, I had a fun time.
Drove around downtown,
College nightclub is what we found.
I wore some scarves, which wrapped around, around my waist,
It looked fashionable and in good taste.
Everyone on dance floor watched my scarves
they saw how it began wrapping around my arms.
College girls started dancing like me,
I was surrounded by ton of girls in a sorority,
“I Wish I had Jessie’s Girl” was the song I danced to,
College kids watched me with all my moves.
When I left they all said “She’s leaving! ”
my friend told me and I’m not kidding.
Now Duluth is beautiful in the summer and the fall,
The “bird watcher” visit and photograph it all.
Lake Superior also has ships large and great,
Lake Superior keeps Duluth warm in winter
and cool in summer never higher than 88.
I will go back someday, before I’m old and grey.
Written by Christina Sunrise on August 24,2011
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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(Oh) Pretty Woman
Pretty woman, walkin? down the street
Pretty woman the kind I'd like to meet
Pretty woman I don?t believe you, it must be true
No one could look as good as you---mercy
Pretty woman won?t you pardon me
Pretty woman I couldn?t help but see
Pretty woman oh you look lovely as can be
Are you lonely just like me---Pretty woman stop awhile
Pretty woman talk awhile
Pretty woman give your smile to me
Pretty woman yeah, yeah, yeah
Pretty woman look my way
Pretty woman say you?ll stay with me-ee
Cuz I need you, Need you tonight
Pretty woman don?t walk on by
Pretty woman don?t make me cry
Pretty woman don?t walk away, hey----OK
If that?s the way it must be---OK
I guess I?ll go on home, it?s late
There'll be tomorrow night, but wait
What do I see?
She's walkin? back to me
Oh, oh, pretty woman
song performed by by Van Halen
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