Firsts.
The call that speaks of nothing,
brimming on whisperings,
breathing into the receiver.
Delighted the airwaves connect us
please don't hang up.
The otherwise mundane tales
become epic. To share in my
daily struggles, the private
sessions of our gossips, so
suddenly you know me.
I'll cover my face with giggling palms
and you'd recall the exact location of my moles
I'd thank you for your chivalry.
Explore carefully my fragile anatomy
you'd feel you're walking on eggshells
New gestures reminding you of
first times - like tying shoestrings
and, heh, utterly failing.
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Eggshells
With smiles
fragile as eggshells
we tiptoed around
everything of importance
Settling for
safe
mundane
topics
Like last week’s news
and the color of your dress
Indifferent & yellow.
poem by Carsten Thomsen
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O.d. Receiver
Heartbeat
I can't see you
Heartbeat
I can hear you
I feel you pumping just beyond my door
I know exactly
What you've crawled here for
Cringe down lower
You're all dressed in grey
Me, i'm still breathing
It's just not your day
I hear you whisper like an open grave
O.d. receiver, i am all you crave
You're dying, crying, i can hear you fall
Your bony fingers scratching on my wall
O.d. receiver
I hear you screaming, well at least you try
Me, i'm still smiling but i don't know why
I'd call a doctor if i had the time
But i'm so busy with this fix of mine
O.d. receiver...
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Call Me
Written by harry, moroder
Color me your color, baby
Color me your car
Color me your color, darling
I know who you are
Come up off your color chart
I know where youre coming from
Call me on the line
Call me, call me any anytime
Call me, my love, you can call me any day or night
Call me!
Cover me with kisses, baby
Cover me with love
Roll me in designer sheets
Ill never get enough
Emotions come, I dont know why
Cover up loves alibi
Call me on the line
Call me, call me any anytime
Call me oh my love
When youre ready we can share the wine
Call me
Ooh, he speaks the languages of love
Ooh, amore, chiamami (chiamami)
Oo, appelle-moi, mon cherie (appelle-moi)
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, anyway!
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any day, anyway!
Call me my love
Call me, call me any anytime
Call me for a ride
Call me, call me for some overtime
Call me my love
Call me, call me in a sweet design
Call me, call me for your lovers lovers alibi
Call me on the line
Call me, call me any anytime
Call me
Oh, call me, ooh ooh ah
Call me my love
Call me, call me any anytime
song performed by by Tiffany
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Lover of Nature
As the sun rises over the mountainside,
A fascination with all that is innate,
Here within the depth of the woodlands
I have been drawn closer to nature,
Blossoming wild flowers,
Trees scraping the cumulus clouds above and
Deer gallivanting about the trail-
Only the songs of locusts singing has
Interrupted the enchanting silence,
As I suddenly but unobtrusively fall into a deeply thoughtful mode-
In all suddenness I find myself content and delighted
To be alone with my own thoughts and
Rewardingly close to the glory of
This scenery, so picturesque and inspiring
In a most unique, mesmerizing way-
Far away from the loudness of city life,
Cars rushing up and down hectic highways, and
People never pausing to see what exists beyond
Their daily routines,
I call myself fortunate to be blessed with solitude and with
This quiet though in some ways musically compelling environment,
As I have escaped all there is to dread-
Kneeling beneath the shade of a maple tree,
I can nearly see my face reflected within
The clarity of the crystalline creek before me-
I believe I have found my true home here as
I have discovered, becoming pensive and delighted to be alone in this place,
I am content to call my own private world, as
I feel myself happily growing, here where I am safe, joyful to have discovered this
Magical kingdom, where rain never seems to fall upon my horizon,
Leaving me with nothing to fear …
Claudia Krizay
poem by Claudia Krizay
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Dark Prison
unhinged i wake
tying ribbon around the tree
of amnesia, the butterfly startles,
despairs the blue of humility,
all i wanted was the silence
of ceremony to greet the prosperity
of death in valley of graves, the hungry
hyenas appreciating the art of killing
and the mourning fathers chasing the
shades of walking palms in rains
to remind the commitment of clocks
for stopping the fury of times: love,
let it go, it sucks the eyes, starting
convulsions, the moon hangs low to
feel the demon
poem by Satish Verma
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Busy Signal
By: dolly parton
Busy signal
Thats what I get when I call you
Busy busy
Talking to someone new
I wish I knew
I shouldnt worry cause its probably his mother
Or then again it could even be his little brother
On the line
Making me lose my mind
Hang up hang up hang up hang up
Come on hang up hang up hang up
Gotta talk to my baby
Gotta tell him Im sorry
Busy signal
How can I tell him Im sorry
When I said I didnt care
I didnt mean a word I said
Talking outta my head
Ive got to reach him now and tell him that I love him
And from now on Ill stay right by his side and love him
All the time
So please somebody quit tying up the line
Hang up hang up hang up hang up
Come on hang up hang up hang up
Gotta talk to my baby
Gotta tell him Im sorry
I didnt mean to hurt you baby
I really really love you baby
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Halfway To Heaven
Come and go with me
Wherever I am I want you to be
Walking with your hand in mine
Feel so fine
When I'm close to you
I know what it means to want to be true
Never felt this way before
Is there more
Are you feeling the same as me honestly
Don't you think it's unreal
I'm not dealing in fairy tales
If this fails
I don't know what on earth I will do 'cause I'm
Halfway to heaven
Let's go all the way
I don't want to give it up
'Cause I'm already falling in love
When we reach that place
I'm dying to see the smile on your face
I'm so sure you'll want to stay
That's okay
I have so many dreams to share
Please be there
Let me share them with you
If you're looking for happiness nothing less
Come with me
song performed by by Celine Dion from Celine Dion
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the world of Eli
i am in a world
where i am the only one
walking
no one speaks to me
and i have seen
no one
no shadow, no hint that
somewhere over there there must be another creature
a butterfly
or a little bird
or perhaps a fish
or a pebble
or perhaps a sprouting bean
it gets lonely
when one speaks only to himself
because the rest have taken the stances
of being gone into nowhere
without a location
i am in this world
too big for me
soundless, empty,
i am in the world of
Eli.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The water was like a physiological stimuli to the subconscious that overwhelmed people with too much psychoanalytical material, you might say. People could do 10 breathing sessions without the water, and then they did breathing sessions in the water.
quote by Leonard Orr
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My Last Man
The last man I was with helped me feel small
An attempt to make his soul seem tall
At first enthralled
What I found in his arms would make my mother appalled
My love for him filled me with shame
He would not call to hear me say his name
Our Love was his private game
He did not wish to see my face
I was not fit to share his space.
The last man I was with refused to share his light
And made me feel like I was creation's blight
He hid me from his inner world's sight
Too lost to see I was his tool
Never would he consider me a jewel
His private whore
Hidden behind a cast iron door
Illegal contraband
Not allowed through customs and into his land
The last man I was with would not eat from my hands
Offered different brands from bottles + cans
The food I prepared,
Were my cooking methods impaired?
I could not comprehend
Why me he would offend.
Why my loving labor was ignored?
While the gap between my thighs he kissed and adored
Deaf to the rhythm of my heart beats
Would never hold my hand and walked down streets
What's my favorite color?
From whence do I draw my power?
The last man I was with shielded all he did
All that he called sacred he carefully hid
He demanded that I obeyed his law
And I started to mistrust what I saw
Never dared to care where I lay my head
What I did to pay for my bread
He passes judgment from above
No empathy, not a dropp of love
He has moved on with nary a sigh
Dismissive. No, not even a proper goodbye.
The last man I was with Insulted my essence
And did not want to publicly share my presence
With me he did not want to be fused
I was just another tool to be used
Harsh words, never rarely kindness
Only in an effort to induce spiritual blindness
To hide his dark intent
Said he loved me
But treated me with contempt
The last man I was with used me and he lied
I love him so, I still wish I were by his side
So much pain, thought my heart would stop beating;
That my lungs would cease breathing.
The last man I was with hated me.
The last man I was with helped me hate myself
poem by Monciana Edmondson
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Love Receiver
I send my message out
Across the city tonight
To communicate and to call your number
Tune me in, Im your satellite
Get ready for my transmission
Youre my love receiver
Youll be my love receiver
And youre my love receiver
Ive got this big transformer
And I wanna turn it on tonight
Well Ive got broadcast power, put a line in me
Ive got my antenna up and ready
Just dial me in on your frequency
Get ready, for my, transmission
Your my love receiver
Youll be my love receiver
And youre my love receiver
Ive got this big transformer
And I wanna turn it on tonight
Dont touch that dial, baby
Youre gonna drain it all night, yeah
(the miracle mile)
Baby, hey, hey
Get ready, for my transmission
Youre my...
Youre my love receiver, yeah
Youre my love receiver, yeah
Youre my love receiver, yeah
Youre my love receiver, yeah
Youre my love receiver
Youll be my love receiver
And youre my love receiver
Ive got this big transformer
And I wanna turn it on tonight
Youre my love receiver
Youll be my love receiver
And youre my love receiver
Ive got a big transformer and I wanna turn it on
(got on overloaded socket...)
Broadcast power and I want an overload...tonight
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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The Easiest Thing
Suddenly theres meaning
To all my hoping and dreaming
And joy I have never felt before
Suddenly theres a reason
Something I can believe in
And finally I know what my heart is for
This is the easiest thing to do
Yes the easiest thing to do
Its as simple and natural as
Breathing out and breathing in
Yes the easiest thing is loving you
Suddenly Im weightless
Feel I could fly or walk on
With my feet never touching the ground
And I know Im not crazy
And now I know Im not sleeping
No the searching is over
And baby Ive found
This is the easiest thing to do
Its the easiest thing to do
Its as simple and as natural as
Breathing out and breathing in
Yes the easiest thing is loving you
Suddenly the sadness is gone
And I dont have to tell myself
To struggle through
To carry on
This is the easiest thing to do
Its the easiest thing to do
Its as simple and as natural as
Breathing out and breathing in
Yes the easiest thing is loving you
Yes the easiest thing is loving you
Yes the easiest thing is loving you
Written by stephanie lewis & rob mathes
song performed by by Vanessa Williams
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The Eastiest Thing
Suddenly theres a meaning
To all my hoping and dreaming
And joy I have never felt before
Suddenly theres a reason
Something I can believe in
And finally I know what my heart is for
This is the easiest thing to do
Yes the easiest thing to do
Its as simple and as natural as
Breathing out and breathing in
Yes the easiest thing is loving you
Suddenly Im weightless
Feel I could fly or could walk on
With my feet never touching the ground
And I know Im not crazy
No the searching is over
And baby Ive found
This is the easiest thing to do
Its the easiest thing to do
Its as simple and as natural as
Breathing out and breathing in
Yes the easiest thing is loving you
Suddenly the sadness is gone
And I dont have to tell myself
To struggle through
To carry on
This is the easiest thing to do
Its the easiest thing to do
Its as simple and as natural as
Breathing out and breathing in
Yes the easiest thing is loving you
Yes the easiest thing is loving you
Yes the easiest thing is loving you
song performed by by Vanessa Williams
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Seventh Heaven (triolets)
The moon hangs almost solitary
shining like a searchlight
while it reflects on the sea
The moon hangs almost solitary
triggers a memory
before the blackness of the fall of night,
the moon hangs almost solitary
shining like a searchlight
reminding me of the way
which things between us once used to be,
before you went away,
reminding me of the way
we used to kiss and play,
emotions come quite suddenly,
reminding me of the way
which things between us once used to be.
One we were in spirit and body.
Two persons falling for one another,
and immediately we were very happy and giddy.
One we were in spirit and body,
much happier than everybody,
going everywhere together,
one we were in spirit and body.
two persons falling for one another.
Three in a relationship to you,
to you seemed much better
but at the end it caused us to be through.
Three in a relationship to you
unfastened our glue,
and suddenly I get your letter,
three in a relationship to you,
to you seemed much better.
Four gulls fly past screeching,
but there’s something familiar in your smile,
your eyes are bright and touching.
Four gulls fly past screeching,
and this can be far-reaching
as it’s obvious that you want to reconcile,
four gulls fly past screeching,
but there’s something familiar in your smile.
Five years ago when we unexpectedly met again
I saw your face light up like the sun
on a winter day full of sieving rain.
Five years ago when we unexpectedly met again
I was still full of pain
and here you are just after the new day have begun,
five years ago when we unexpectedly met again
I saw your face light up like the sun.
Six times we have been in touch
over the last twenty years
but then you did not care much.
Six times we have been in touch
and our feelings are now such
that you drive away my fears,
six times we have been in touch
over the last twenty years.
Seven diamonds were in your ring
and I still owe you a honeymoon
which we did not have with our wedding.
Seven diamonds were in your ring,
we feel as if our love is blossoming
and this time I will not let you leave soon,
seven diamonds were in your ring
and I still owe you a honeymoon.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Granite Melting
He had a face of chiseled granite
complete with stony smile
that face is embedded in my heart
which lies clutched here
in the long dark night;
frozen he and frozen I
know I should throw that face into the slough
in the back of the house, walk away
wash my hands with lava soup
and be clean of him.
But he lives in my mind
high up on Mount Rushmore
and I know chipping away at that
is hopeless work;
hearts love what they love
and at some point
they don't go back
to unloving
ever
even if you want them to.
And,
I am not sure I want to.
So long gone he is;
so long he's been inside me
I can't take him out
without doing even more damage
to this beating heart.
So I try to wall off the hurting part
and put tiny little roses over the hurting parts
remember the fun times
and I place
my smile
just over his grainy grin
these two
together in there forever its seems
despite my best effort
to separate them.
Can't talk about it
Can't tell anyone,
they'd say
and have said
I should forget him.
T'ain't easy
cause he's been there so so long;
taking him out would feel like heart surgery
and I am not ready for that just yet.
Some times other people
can just ladle over the scar tissue
and move on
I ain't that kind
cause this heart once given
keeps giving on and on
even when it oughtn't,
seems my kind of love
is not for the taking back.
I thought for a time it was
but all it took
is this one phone call
and the awkward silence on the line
tells me it's you.
But you didn't talk
and I hold the receiver to my heart
just to be closer to you.
And you still didn't talk
and neither do I.
We never did talk much
so this is not new.
I lay back
gentle breathing
listening to our hearts beating;
silent reconciliations
seems fitting for us two.
I take your quiet
silence to bed with me
receiver in hand
knowing you'd do
what was hard for you to do
in your own time
and I just might see
granite
for the first time
melt
maybe.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Streets of Life
Walking down a crowded street
Friends can suddenly appear
Bustling on their happy feet
Telling you that they're so near
Walking down an empty street
Makes you wonder if you're lost
For there is no one to greet
You're like walking in a frost
Walking down the streets of life
On which roadway will you be?
That of glory or of strife?
Or on path where you'd be free?
Walking down the august hall
By the road you know not where
Is there pride as you recall?
How the heck did you get there?
.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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Sonnet: Rivalry
Rivalry exists in some professions;
’Tis also found in the animal world;
Sometimes, it occurs in a few sessions,
Among nations, leading to a war cold.
The King cobra devours the python huge,
When a fit of ravenous hunger strikes;
Whenev’r jealousy in hearts takes refuge,
Rivalry stems from the many dislikes,
Friends become rivals in getting first place,
And become foes and seal each other’s fate;
Chivalry is rivalry’s healthy face;
Rivalry leads to no development state.
Rivalry has no place in any life;
Chivalry is good especially in strife.
poem by John Celes
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I keep my head for Sdi Mahtrow
I
I am a bard with tales to tell
I know my trade I know it well.
I am made welcome when I call
at any manor house or hall.
I have sweet tales of courtly love
which will the ladies spirits move
and epic tales of battle lore
to entertain the men of war
Plus jests and japes of every kind
All carried in my well stocked mind.
I travel round the countryside
collecting news from far and wide.
I try my very best to be
certain of my accuracy
Although sometimes I stretch the truth
some puissant lord’s anger to soothe.
I pride my self on honesty
although some critics disagree.
All bards at times are forced to lie.
There is a simple reason why.
I would much rather live than die
and when my life’s in jeopardy
I lie as well as any bard
to go on living my reward.
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Black Angel
One day in my life
I was walking along the road
then suddenly I saw this bright garmented angel
looking at me
with a smile on his face
so serene his posture was
I utterly lost my words
to speak anything
at the sight
so grandeur and in awe
I asked to myself
what in the world do I have to do
with this....
then the angel quietly held my hand
and led me to his world
a bit dark though clean however
I was abiding with him
for some time
until the time came
and I took off for
some far off lands
never to return to him again
but I do still remember
the joy he shared with me
the caring he gave to me
though it was quite a long ago
I still remember the smile on his face
and a little hello
a wink that it was.....
such a blissful moment
I recall still as the most
awesome moment that had ever happened
in my life
How can I forget that moment
and all the joy we shared together
with the angel right beside me
though some others might have been
a bit jealous of us
and tried to take us apart from each other
we stayed together in that heavenly bliss
But some really took us apart
by no means we wanted that to happen
but it did happen
so I no longer have that joy
nor bliss that I shared with this angel
that dark angel
in black clothes
with black smile on his face
with some mysterious look on his face
which I still can't comprehend
Ah! Where is he now?
Would he be thinking about me?
Would he have forgotten about me and
all the joy we shared together
in that some far away places
Only God can answer this questions..
for He is the one that made it happen
But today I recall the long-gone days again
and reminiscent it again
thinking about that beautiful creature
the black angel he was...
8: 43 pm
(November 13,2012) Korea-Japan time
poem by Sangnam Nam
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