Ever So Motherly Limbs
It’s no holds barred in the venal
Contagions of the sound:
I almost have $200,000 dollars and
A c&ck as hard as spikenard,
And a Jewish lip that I want to press as fat
As a cherry red mollusk who’s been making
Its fornicating rounds around the sea,
Who has been eating legumes and thinking of
You and all the sounds you make with your
Husband deep in the crèches of your bed;
And I just want to move up and wet my pants
In your basin,
Maybe once hold the gossip of your hands,
And throw back your spirits and count the changing
Of my wounds,
Perhaps fart and navigate for one afternoon through
The mausoleum of your rooms:
Sharon, I am not beautiful, but I can go on and on,
Meaningless and harmless, erecting my art like
A child,
Looking up for your holocaust eyes, because any mortal
Could die into them,
And I have given up, and I am no good while the
Police are not around. If you saw me
You would think me imperfect, and I was.
You would love my brother in law just because,
But I want to be perfect, perfectly asleep in the moving
Shadow, the zoetrope and perfumed orchard
Of your ever so motherly limbs.
poem by Bret R. Crabrooke
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Public Places
Sometimes the sun sets sideways
And pushes outdoors all of your hopes,
Like Cinderella is sweeping
Her eyes so beautiful but no one cares,
And her lover comes with candles in his beard
All tide up in nooses for little dreams,
Somnambulant toddlers culled from the waves,
And now they say that they have no backbone,
But even Satan has a backbone,
Even when he is lighter than the clouds
And caracoling the moon,
And the traffic sings his praises and dances
Every which way it can,
As Evan comes down from the uninhabitable
Mountain sideswiping with his brother,
As Sharon is in her little joys and her little stores,
Mopping up with all her eyes,
And I would just like to be as beautiful as her
Shadow
Coming down the mountain trying to make friends
And kiss strangers through the brambles and
Spikenard of my motionless bicycles,
Those things that are too hard to say and which
Most beautiful women would prefer not to
Hold hands with in public places.
poem by Bret R. Crabrooke
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A Mother and her Dead Child
Looking back
it seemed
the child
was not to be
always there,
not through lack
of love or care,
but something
that came to her
in dreams of dread
at night asleep in bed.
She tries to retake
in dreams
the child back,
to pretend
that through
wishful thinking
she can make up
the lack.
Arms fold
into cradle
as once they had
when child lay
in arm's hold,
snuggled
and warm,
alive and moving,
seeking out with
eyes and fingers
her mother's dug.
Rock-abye-baby
no more,
the arms
and hands
redundant,
the last time
she recalls
the dead child
in arms,
rocking
back and forth,
as if this might cure
and bring back
to life,
might stir open
eyes, jog open
lips and mouth
to suck.
Not to be
just the memory,
ill luck.
poem by Terry Collett
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I Looked Out at Life with Holocaust Eyes
I looked out at life with Holocaust eyes
And what better did I know that I had been
looking through the lens of guilt and affliction,
Seeing life amiss and askew through my Holocaust guilt,
This fatal flaw was burning in my eyes
and how it lay siege to my Jewish heart,
A Greek tragedy in the making all of these years,
The guilt rose from deeply sealed vaults
inside my Jewish eyes and heart,
I could not help but see life through my Holocaust eyes,
Until these Holocaust pangs smoldered and burned
its acrid smoke in my eye sockets,
I peeled away its painful gauze and ace bandages,
My eyes had once lamented over the Holocaust afflictions,
But now I could see with clarion eyes and feel anew
with my Jewish heart by virtue of Holocaust healing balm,
As it clarified the lens, fluid and muscles of my eyes,
And now this healing balm paved a shimmering path within me,
For my Jewish heart to emerge and then shine its splendor
outwards on straight and forward path of life.
poem by Alan Freshman
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Press On
[1st Verse:]
Life has a way of making you live it.
Sometimes it takes you to giving it.
Do you fold or do you play on?
The next move always depends on you.
If your work is good then it's trouble at home.
If your moves is right.
Then your dough is tight.
It's like running a engine on no fuel.
How do you play in a game with no rules?
[B-Sect:]
(It's always a fight).
A constant battle in my mind. (No place to run, no were to hide).
I gotta keep moving on, I gotta at least try...
(Dealing with the pressures of everyday life).
Gotta go the extra mile just can't throw in the towel.
You would be so amazed by the things that I can tell...
[Hook:]
I got troubles with in, troubles with out.
Making it threw but tryin' to figure it out.
Tryin' to stay right when the world is so wrong.
But I gotta keep moving and press on.
Gotta stay real, tryin' to be strong.
Making it close but gotta hold on.
Tryin' to stay right but the world is so wrong.
But I gotta keep moving and press on, press on.
[2nd Verse:]
It's such a shame the more that you give the more that you have to wait.
For some one to appreciate all the moves you make.
All the chances you gotta take.
The way to get ahead is to have the fear in your eyes.
The only way to get by is for you never let'em see you sweat.
You sure better not let'em see you cry...
[B-Sect:]
(It's always a fight).
A constant battle in my mind.
(No place to run, no were to hide).
I gotta keep moving on, I gotta at least try...
(Dealing with the pressures of everyday life).
Gotta go the extra mile just can't throw in the towel.
You would be so amazed by the things that I can tell...
[Hook:]
I got troubles with in, troubles with out.
Making it threw but tryin' to figure it out.
Tryin' to stay right when the world is so wrong.
But I gotta keep moving and press on.
Gotta stay real, tryin' to be strong.
Making it close but gotta hold on.
Tryin' to stay right but the world is so wrong.
But I gotta keep moving and press on, press on.
[Bridge:]
Everyday it's something new to face.
Every night praying that I'll survive.
Oh oh ooh.
Tryin' to deal with the pressure.
Every time I try to get ahead.
Every mistake I make they try to do me in.
Whoa oh ohh!
How much more?
Ooh, ooh,
ooh.
[Repeat B-Sect 1x]
[Repeat Hook 1x]
song performed by by Mary J Blige
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My Rose Of Sharon
I was living in an empty desert with no meaning to my life,
Then one day I found this beautiful Rose of Sharon, who is the living Christ.
And this lovely Rose forever blooms;
Its sweet fragrance has filled all my rooms.
It has no thorns; they've all been taken away,
I know this Rose is here to stay.
It brightens all my days, and is my dearest friend.
On this never changing Rose I can trust and depend.
This divine Rose of Sharon is so perfect and fair,
And it brings me peace, and love, and joy beyond compare.
Such a calm content feeling it sends,
Each heartache and pain it always mends.
I know in this life perfection I will never attain,
But since this Rose has left it's fragrance on me, I have never been the same,
And as I share this fragrance with those in need I see,
This beautiful Rose of Sharon will bloom in me.
poem by Evelyn Locke Irvin
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Lucy The Jack Russel
Talking to Sharon about Lucy at the condo the other night,
I discovered her dog is a breed with very good eyesight.
She is a hunter and can sense what’s there,
Lucy always stops to smell the air.
Lucy is always ready to run,
Sharon holds her back she would take off for fun.
Lucy has spots gold on her back all in a row,
even on her belly gold spots do show.
Lucy is a Jack Russel and another breed as well,
Sharon thinks possibly Beagle, but it’s hard to tell.
Sharon knows one thing for sure,
she loves to chase after squirrels.
Lucy can catch the squirrel by the tail,
she’s really fast, you won’t hear the squirrel yell.
Lucy is precious to Sharon for she is like her child,
Lucy makes Sharon happy with a smile.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on January 11,2012
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Two Halves of a Soul (song)
A beautiful new spring day
The grass, new tender and green
The trees, sprouting new leaves
A small rose vine climes a tree
And flowers pedals of scarlet red
‘A crystal pond paces away
All the little golden sun perch
Enjoying its fresh sparkling waters
A flock of pure white swans
Swimming their graceful way
A perfect wedding, for a perfect love
As we hold our hands so tightly
And look so deep in each others eyes
We know the other is the one
The missing half of our loving soul
Two collared dove light in a tree
And coo a sincere love song
It sounds like it was written for us
As we walk this pedal sprinkled aisle
Pledge our vowls and say “I do”
A perfect wedding, for a perfect love
As we hold our hands so tightly
And look so deep in each others eyes
We know the other is the one
The missing half of our loving soul
poem by Britney Hogue
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Situation
Blue I dress for every situation
Moving through the doorway of the nation
Pick me up and shake me down
Baby I can't do without
Move out
Don't mess around
Move out
You bring me down
Move out
Forget about don't make a sound
Just move out
I remember only for an hour
Moving right through me can you feel the power
I don't know what's going on
It's getting me but it won't be long
Move out
Don't mess around
Move out
You bring me down
Move out
Forget about don't make a sound
Just move out
Move out
Don't mess around
Move out
You bring me down
Move out
Forget about don't make a sound
Just move out
Move out
Don't mess around
Move out
You bring me down
Move out
Forget about don't make a sound
Just move out
Now he's in control he is your lover
Nation stands against him he's your brother
Been a long time, been a long time
Now I've got to give somehow
Move out
Don't mess around
Move out
You bring me down
Move out
Forget about don't make a sound
Just move out
Well Well Well
song performed by by Tom Jones
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The babies..
Lie on the back and hold the limbs up,
The biggest of the toes first goes in,
Taste not so good, and then hold the feet,
It is so funny to look through the hole,
After getting bored of doing this stunt,
Open the limbs wide, stretch as hard as possible,
Turn the head to the side to catch the toy that's left,
Just few inches gap; open the flower hand to reach,
Still not catch-able, keep the legs firm on the ground,
Push the body slightly up, the hand holds the rattling toy,
Take that heavy thing to the chest to hold with both hands,
Shaking of those two hands make the noise from the toy,
Get confused and threatened at first, then start to shake,
The rattling toys of life, the babies are smart.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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You've Got To Show
Yes it's true
I've gotten very
Moody over you
Don't think i don't
Sense your caution
Way across the room
Or across the phone lines
Big black ocean
Conversation brief
We can't find
A clear connection
And i can't get relief
Why don't we both agree
We're both afraid
And too afraid to say
If i say
Count to three
(count to three)
Move toward me
(move toward me)
Would you meet me half the way
(would you meet me)
There are a thousand things about me
I want only you to know
But i can't go there alone
You've got to show
While you occupy me
I command my dreams
Each day
To bring you in me
Even thinly
As the morning chases you away
I half believe
If i just picture us
We will come true
Wishful thinking
Or my hopes sinking
Half depends on you
Why don't we both agree
(why don't we both agree)
We're both afraid
And too afraid to say
(too afraid to say)
If i say
Count to three
(count to three)
Move toward me
(move toward me)
Would you meet me half the way
(would you meet me)
There are a thousand things about me
I want only you to know
But i can't got there alone
You've got to show me
(show me)
You are fully alive
If you want to fly
Take this dive
If you want to kiss
Kiss for real
I'll give you back everything you feel
Drive in space
That peaceful place
You'd be my secret sharer
Front and back
And all around
The thin margin of error
Ah move too fast
Or move too slow
Or somewhere in between
Or navigate your
Perfect distance
Your getaway is clean
Why don't we both agree
That we're both afraid
And we're too afraid to say
If i say
Count to three
And move toward me
Would you meet me half way
Cause there are a thousand things about me
I want only you to know
I want only you to know
I want only you to know
But i can't got there alone
You've got to show
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Thoughts On A Grey Day
I thank my god
For perfect love and peace
Ill hold her tight
And always as
And always
Mine forever
Love, love
So great
So divine
Trees a gray day has changed everything
Its beautiful, just beautiful
So beautiful this first gray day is ours
My loving child, my grace of god
Relive my child and love
I crawl to me knees,my dear love
Will you promise to kiss my perfect healing hands And finger
And make a promise to me that you will also may my each command
And never ever fail me, youll be mine forever more
The sun is here my love, my love
My sun, our sun complete
God bless our perfect, prefect gray day
With trees so bare, so bare
But O so beautiful , so beautiful
The gray and blue sky
The world is here, ours
Just, justing , just ours
Our own hold us tight , I am yours
Just a dream, a gone dream
Mischievous ?
Never ever cease
My love, My love
Pregnant sweet , Love is tender.
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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I Love You
I guess Im lucky
Its in my blook Ive got you and us two
Thats what Im thinking of
So youre moving into my place
Thats a 24 hour taste
Thats n ocan thats a case
This feeling I sure cant erase
I know it sound old
But I love you
I love you
So we seem a little young we have fun
Were friends were lovers
Who cares about those others
Already got fathers and mothers
Two can be a crew got plenty to do something to see
Look in my eyes baby
Believe me
I know it sounds old
But I love you I love you
I love you
Your pops dont like me
Your moms sure does
Shes seen the looks that I give you
Seen them enough
To know this aint no phase
Or some part time craze
Its a love affair that lasts during the weekdays
I know it sounds old
But I love you I love you
I love you
I believe in luck and money
Ive got ten bucks and a honey
I know Im lucky
Just look at you and me
Move on in move on in
That aint no sin
It aint gonna be a sin
When we turn the lights to dim
I know it sounds old
But I love you I love you
I love you
song performed by by G. Love & Special Sauce
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Move Along
Go ahead as you waste your days with thinking
When you fall everyone sins
Another day and you've had your fill of sinking
With the life held in your
Hands are shaking cold
These hands are meant to hold
Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
Move along
So a day when you've lost yourself completely
Could be a night when your life ends
Such a heart that will lead you to deceiving
All the pain held in your
Hands are shaking cold
Your hands are mine to hold
Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
When everything is wrong we move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
When everything is wrong, we move along
Along, along, along
When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
[x3]
(Move along)
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
Right back what is wrong
We move along
song performed by by All American Rejects
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How Time Passed
I told you not to go, but you went anyway
You screamed I love you and I screamed it back
You said I’ll be back before I wake up
Right then and there I started to worry
Staying up all night crying my self to sleep
I heard a cry in the night, but it was just my child
Then a thought struck me he never said good bye
Why wouldn’t you say good night to your son?
In the middle of the night I prayed to god
“Please bring back my husband safely to his family.”
The sun finally rose and my husband hadn’t come home
I drove to his ex house, his mom, friends, and hide out
He was gone and no evidence was around
Fear was in my eyes as I looked at my child
I called all the investigators and police to find my love
They couldn’t find him and I started to cry
That same day I saw you on the news you lost your memory
I rushed down there and gave you a kiss and you said honey is dinner ready
I cried and laugh thinking god you’re still alive
I knew you didn’t disappear or leave us behind
poem by Keturah Bailey
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Music Sounds Better With You Lyrics (ft. Mann)
i tried to write this down
the words just don't come out
it's hard to say how you feel
been down the longest road
said yes when i meant no
i lost control of the wheel
cause you know that
things get so bad
you've got my back
make me wanna sing, and girl i'll sing about ya
no sweeter sound than what i've found
no perfect love could be more perfect than us
oooo baby
it feels like
it feels like
music sounds better with you
baby
it feels right
it feels right
everything's better with you
i used to think that love
was something fools made up
cause all i knew was heartbreak
oh, i couldn't help myself
let this heart go through hell
there's only so much a heart can take
cause you know that
things get so bad
you've got my back
make me wanna sing, and girl i'll sing about ya
no sweeter sound than what i've found
no perfect love could be more perfect than us
oooo baby
it feels like
it feels like
music sounds better with you
baby
it feels right
it feels right
everything's better with you
every song
every rhyme
every word
is better with you(music sounds better with you)
every day (every day)
all of the time (all of the time)
every way
music sound better with you
she's my music enhancer
when the music plays she's my dancer
when i'm around her everything's faster
every question i have she's the answer
i'm head over heels
can't explain that this all so real
when i'm around you baby you make me feel like
everything's better with you
oooo baby
it feels like
it feels like
music sounds better with you
baby
it feels right
it feels right
everything's better with you
oooo baby
it feels like
it feels like
music sounds better with you
baby
it feels right
it feels right
everything's better with you
the music sounds better with you
music sounds better with you
poem by Jojo Jonna
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The Mollusk
Hey little boy, whatcha got there?
Kind sir its a mollusk Ive found
Did you find it in the sandy ground?
Does it emulate the oceans sound?
Yes I found it on the ground
Emulating the oceans sound
Bring forth the mollusk cast unto me
Lets be forever let forever be free
Hey little boy come walk with me
And bring your new found mollusk along
Does it speaketh of the trinity
Can it gaze at the sun with its wandering eye
Yes it speaks of the trinity
Casting light at the sun with its wandering eye
Bring forth the mollusk, cast unto me
Lets be forever let forever be free
You see there are three things that spur the mollusk from the sand
The waking of all creatures that live on the land
And with just one faint glance, back into the sea
The mollusk lingers, with its wandering eye
song performed by by Ween
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The Mollusk
Hey little boy, whatcha got there?
Kind sir its a mollusk Ive found
Did you find it in the sandy ground?
Does it emulate the oceans sound?
Yes I found it on the ground
Emulating the oceans sound
Bring forth the mollusk cast unto me
Lets be forever let forever be free
Hey little boy come walk with me
And bring your new found mollusk along
Does it speaketh of the trinity
Can it gaze at the sun with its wandering eye
Yes it speaks of the trinity
Casting light at the sun with its wandering eye
Bring forth the mollusk, cast unto me
Lets be forever let forever be free
You see there are three things that spur the mollusk from the sand
The waking of all creatures that live on the land
And with just one faint glance, back into the sea
The mollusk lingers, with its wandering eye
song performed by by Ween
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after making love
After making love
We split
Our bodies
Into
Perfect halves
We hold hands
Kiss
Then close
Our eyes
We dream
Something
Very peaceful
Everything
Is so calm
So perfectly
Quiet.
We hear
The footprints
Of ants
Journeying
On the ceiling,
Dreamy
Red ants
On chocolate
& bread
Crumb.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Our young stars
Our young stars
You're powerful
Valuable, beautiful and brave.
Our stars of tomorrow
The world is waiting for you
There are brighter days before you
You must go and make a change.
There is a book full of words
There is a pen full of ink
There is a book full of blank sheets
There is a pencil, ruler and eraser
All of them are waiting for you.
You can do anything
I have seen the strength
That you carry inside.
You can be anyone
I've seen the will, the passion
The fight in your eyes.
You can make it through tomorrow
I've witnessed your ambition
I know you can do it one more
Time.
This day is yours
It belongs to no one but you
Put one foot in front of the other
And take a step closer
For making all your dreams comes
true
You are incredible, intelligent
Fearless and strong
Life is beautiful, wonderful and fun
And all you dreams can come true
If you start by believing in Yourself.
You are perfectly imperfect
Because no one is perfectly made
But through education you can be perfect
Let it leads you to the world of success.
poem by Elvis Fout
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He's all grown up
Tiny hands lift
He cries out for mother
She picks him up and holds him close
And rocks in back to sleep
Small hands grab
The dirt feels good in his hands
He looks up at his sister
She picks some up too
Rough hands hold tight
The suit case rolls along the floor
He sits in his seat
And looks out the window
Pale hands pick up a controller
Button's press and c sticks move
His eyes fixed on a screen
He barely moves
Big hangs type
Bulletins, poems, and stories
He writes all night
He amazes his mother
Smaller hands move a mouse
His sister finds his poems
She wonders how he grew up so fast
She realizes he's all grown up
poem by Hannah Heins
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