Betwen Profundity And Meaning
Like the Pisa Tower leaning,
I hope to never hit the ground
while unprotected by the meaning-
less attempts I make to seem profound.
Irrelevant as buttresses
on buildings concrete reinforces,
my thoughts compete now in rat races
that can’t be won by champion horses.
Mutable, sublime, obsessive,
I contradict myself, a teaser
of those who find the straight oppressive,
preferring pendulums in Pisa.
3/27/06
poem by Gershon Hepner
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Where Do They Make Balloons?
Marmalade's from Scotland;
Rugs from Pakistan;
Mexico has jumping beans,
And cars are from Japan.
Clowns are from the circus;
Barking comes from dogs;
Eggs come from a chicken,
And log cabins come from logs.
But where, where do they make balloons?
But where, where do they make balloons?
New York has tall buildings;
New Jersey has its malls;
Pisa has a leaning tower;
Will it ever fall?
The ocean has the fishes,
London has a tower
And Holland may have windmills,
lots of banks and pretty flowers.
But where, where do they make balloons?
But where, where do they make balloons?
Ballooooooons, Ballooooooons,
Ballooooooons, Ballooooooons.
Spaghetti is from China,
But Italians make it best.
Ants can make an ant hill
And monkeys make a mess.
Hungry isn't hungry
And french fries aren't from France,
Turkeys aren't from Turkey,
They can't fly, but they can dance!
But where, where do they make balloons?
But where, where do they make balloons?
But where, where do they make balloons?
But where, where do tehy make balloons?
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Have Fun, Take The Vacations You Like
have fun
that is your advice
take the much needed
vacations in Egypt
see the Pyramid of Gaza
in Italy the Leaning
Tower of Pisa
i won't.
The journey to
Myself is still my own
best vacation.
i have in mind
you know
the fable of the grasshopper
and the ant.
it is the ant
that wins at the end
on a virtue of thrift
and wisdom
after all
the fool and his money
always part.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Tower of Pisa
aphorism by Valeriu Butulescu from Immensity of the Point, translated by Eva A. Ziem
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The whole imposing edifice of modern medicine is like the celebrated tower of Pisa - slightly off balance.
quote by Prince Charles
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The Leaning Tower
Having an aged hate of height
I forced myself to climb the Tower,
Yet paused at every second flight
Because my heart is scant of power;
Then when I gained the sloping summit
Earthward I stared, straight as a plummet.
When like a phantom by my side
I saw a man cadaverous;
At first I fancied him a guide,
For dimly he addressed me thus:
"Sir, where you stand, Oh long ago!
There also stood Galilleo.
"Proud Master of a mighty mind,
he worshipped truth and knew not fear;
Aye, though in age his eyes were blind,
Till death his brain was crystal clear;
And here he communed with the stars,
Where now you park your motor cars.
"This Pisa was a pleasant place,
Beloved by poets in their prime;
Yonder our Shelly used to pace,
And Byron ottavas would rhyme.
Till Shelley, from this fair environ,
Scrammed to escape egregious Byron.
"And you who with the horde have come,
I hate your guts, I say with candour;
Your wife wears slacks, and you chew gum,
So I, the ghost of Savage Landor,
Beg you, step closer to the edge,
That I may push you o'er the ledge."
But back I shrank, sped down the stair,
And sought the Baptistry where God is;
For I had no desire, I swear,
To prove the law of falling bodies. . . .
You're right - when one's nigh eighty he's a
Damphool to climb the Tower of Pisa.
poem by Robert William Service
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A Lesson of Life (Mother)
(dedicated to Ms. Sandrine Piau, a great soprano)
whom I must dedicate my best love?
whom I must dedicate my best deed?
whom I must dedicate my best heart?
your mother, your mother, your mother
whom I must give my best food?
whom I must give my best home?
whom I must give my best vehicle?
your mother, your mother, your mother
whom I must send my best regard?
whom I must send my best greeting?
whom I must send my best welcoming?
your mother, your mother, your mother
who will never leave me?
who will never reject me?
who will never forget me?
your mother, your mother, your mother
who will still be there in my last pray?
who will still be there in my last hope?
who will still be there in my last breath?
your mother, your mother, your mother
I buy Pisa tower to you only
I buy Eiffel tower to you only
I buy Liberty statue to you only
can I pay your all kindness with those?
poem by Ahmad Shiddiqi
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Strip Teaser
Strip teaser...
Each time you remove an unneeded vowel,
And you appear,
Exposing consonants clear...
I shiver.
Strip teaser...
When you lick your lips,
Between the 'M's-'C's and your 'T's...
With teeth that touch,
I sit amazed!
I am dazed as my heart rate races.
My blood pulsates with an increasing pace.
Strip teaser...
When you speak,
Crisp and deliciously delivered from your tongue...
Is clear diction!
Not commonly heard today from anyone.
Strip teaser...
I can stare or close my eyes.
Clinging with a desire I can bare...
To hear,
What is clearly understood.
Your elocution is...good! Terrific.
And keeps me on the edge of my seat!
More. More. More...
I find myself repeating,
In unexpecting need.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When Pisa burned, it rained three nights and three days.
Teaser
Getting dressed for the masquerade
To be the main attraction
Might become someone someday
With the right connection
You might find the night so lonely
But you're not the only one
I just wanna go with ecstasy
To the river of love I run
Teaser you set my heart on fire
Teaser put out the flames of my desire
If you let me stay inside
I give satisfaction
In the night we might lose our way
In the tunnel of love I ride
Teaser you set my heart on fire
Teaser put out the flames of my desire
Ohh I guess we all need someone
Teaser you set my heart on fire
Teaser put out the flames of my desire
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Teaser
Getting dressed for the masquerade
To be the main attraction
Might become someone someday
With the right connection
You might find the night so lonely
But you're not the only one
I just wanna go with ecstasy
To the river of love I run
Teaser you set my heart on fire
Teaser put out the flames of my desire
If you let me stay inside
I give satisfaction
In the night we might lose our way
In the tunnel of love I ride
Teaser you set my heart on fire
Teaser put out the flames of my desire
Ohh I guess we all need someone
Teaser you set my heart on fire
Teaser put out the flames of my desire
song performed by by Yngwie Malmsteen
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Stallions Hope
I believe that horses can heal,
I believe that their hearts feel all that we feel,
I believe that the joy from riding is real,
I believe that horses really can heal.
I see children riding and smiling with joy,
I see happy healthy girls and boys,
I see hope for life and wonder renewed,
I see love for the children coming to you.
I see dreams for the kids, who once were lost,
I see helping hands, no matter the cost,
I see friends for kids, who once were tossed,
I see children laughing and no longer lost.
I do believe that horses can heal,
I believe that horses make recovery real,
I believe being sober is a much better deal,
I really believe that horses can heal.
And I know that this land, its buildings and stones,
Insures that our children are never alone,
Insures that our horses and children are one,
Insures that their lives will finally be won.
Yes I do believe that horses can heal.
That recovery hope and dreams are real,
That God and love can make a child whole,
That all of this is the Stallions Hope role.
poem by Sandra Osborne
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Life Is A Minestrone
Im dancing on the white house lawn
Sipping tea by the taj mahal at dawn
Hanging round the gardens of babylon
Minnie mouse has got it all sewn up
She gets more fan mail than the pope
She takes the mickey out of all my phobias
Like signing cheques to ward off double pneumonia
Life is a minestrone
Served up with parmesan cheese
Death is a cold lasagne
Suspended in deep freeze
Im leaning on the tower of pisa
Had an eyeful of the tower in france
Im hanging round the gardens of madison
And the seat of learning
And the flush of success
Relieves a constipated mind
Im like a gourmet in a skid row diner
A fitting menu for a dilettante
Life is a minestrone
Served up with parmesan cheese
Death is a cold lasagne
Suspended in deep freeze
Love is a fire of flaming brandy
Upon a crepe suzette
Lets get this romance cooking, honey
But let us not forget
Life is a minestrone
Served up with parmesan cheese
Death is a cold lasagne
Suspended in deep freeze
song performed by by 10 Cc
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Teaser
That womans got a smile
Put you in a trance
And just one look at her
Makes you wanna dance
Those rockin rosy lips
Only passify
Just a hint of ruthlessness
Sparkling in her eye
Shes a teaser, and shes got no heart at all
Shes a teaser, and shell tempt you til you fall
Yeah shell tempt you til you fall
Shell talk to you in riddles
That have no sense or rhyme
And if you ask her what she means
She says, she dont got the time
Shes a teaser, and shes got no heart at all
Shes a teaser, and shell tempt you til you fall
Shes a teaser, and shes got no heart at all
Yeah shell tempt you til you fall
Shes a teaser, and shes got no heart at all
Shes a teaser, and shell tempt you til you fall
Shes a teaser, and shes got no heart at all
Shes a teaser, and shell tempt you til you fall
song performed by by Motley Crue
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Actual Beauty!
Beauty without love will meet with the fate of Dorian Gray!
Beauty is the outer make up to make one look better;
Actual beauty differs from apparent one in almost all cases.
Actual beauty is inner love glowing bright out attractive at once;
True beauty is inner beauty naturally impressive in all respects.
Beauty lies in the perfection of thoughts, words and deeds in all;
Beauty is truth, perfection, love, freedom, joy and peace in one!
Art is a work of beauty as adequate expression only can complete it;
Poetry is an art as it makes beauty out of chaos logically meaningful.
Architectural work of Pyramid or Pisa is a frozen beauty of symmetry!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Education is more than Pisa. Particularly musical education. We also need education and training for more than reasons of usefulness and marketability.
quote by Johannes Rau
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Concrete Mind
Can I get a pass, from my wrongs?
Will you make me not forget?
Are you like a concrete mind,
That's permanently set?
Concrete mind won't wear out.
For when she has a crack.
She only fills in where it's split.
Your wrongs she'll always track.
I thought I would be honest
Lead a new way of life
To concrete mind this is a weapon
She'll use just like a knife
She'll just use it against you
You'll never live it down
Her life is like a circus
And you're the lonely clown
And when you try to fix
The things that have been broken
Concrete mind will take your wrongs
And use them like a token
Where did I go wrong you'll ask
In each and every way
So if you trip and stumble
Concrete mind will say:
“Go straight to jail,
Do not pass go
Be ashamed
You are so low
Just like scum,
You always rise
All of your truths
To me their lies
You past is now
You'll never change
Forgiveness a word
I find so strange
I will forgive
But not forget
My heart is hard
My mind is set
Show you mercy?
Show you grace?
Go find those things
Another place.
All you give.
I'll simply take.
I'll do this till,
Your will I break”
Concrete mind
Will you soften a bit?
I've tried so hard,
But I want to quit.
Like one step forward
And Ten steps back
You throw me a rope
Without any slack
Concrete mind
Can't you see
From your concrete prison
I can't break free
So concrete mind
I ask one last time
Will I ever pay the price
For my past crimes
Your concrete heart
Your concrete mind
Won't let me leave
My past behind
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Nightingales (Roundelay)
Barren are the hillocks, the cliffs and streams
in the wilderness where the sun harshly beams
where you nest, learn your joyous sublime sound,
filling many nights with something profound
where you sing at times right up to the dawn
and to your sweet voice many men are drawn
while it is echoes through the sky and ground
filling many nights with something profound.
poem by Gert Strydom
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You are a woman: you must never speak what you think; your words must contradict your thoughts, but your actions may contradict your words.
quote by William Congreve
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In live action movies, you just hope that everything works. Because the actor may had a bad morning and doesn't play good, or accidents happen continuously. Many things contradict what you are trying to say. But in cartoons, nothing contradict what you want to say.
quote by John Hench
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