Love Chucka
How did I find the feeling to write the words in my mind? ? ?
Times of sand cannot wash the images.
The business is to confess.
The test in making more of those faces I love oh so much.
Such a pleasurable flux.
Now or Never.
Just measure the mix with twix and ten fingered clicks.
CREATED: Monday, August 18,2008 12: 16: 46 AM
FINALIZED: Monday, August 23,2008 12: 17: 52 AM
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PhatLip
The reason there is meaning in dance
The fact of upper N.Y. having more to offer
Calm, cool and collected
She walks talks and minds her every move
Her present is formed from a hardened past
Confusing to the naked eye
Only through understanding
Of her better parts
Would one se the clout as I have
Looking for the energy
Clamoring to it
She found an unknown source
In the least likely of places
Her face cannot be easily read
Her eyes are more than intense
Sometimes the vision does not even make sense
Regardless
The fact in having more in having less
Is something that could only be taught
Through and by
An achiever of survival
CREATED: Sunday, October 05,2008 4: 19: 42 AM
FINALIZED: Saturday, October 11,2008 10: 18: 26 PM
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A Pale And Distant Memory
She now is nothing more to me
Than a pale and distant memory
A hazy dismal reverie
Of a forgotten failing fantasy
One fallen from my conscious mind
Extracted from my broken heart
The eyes I had for her are blind
To feel a love that’s torn apart
And what is art with out the passion
I’ll need it all not just a ration
Not one that's worn and dropped like fashion
And come a distant memory
A pale and distant memory
An empty vessel on the sea
As she has become to me
Just that and nothing more to me
'A Pale And Distant Memory' Copyright © 2010 Matthew Densley
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More To Me Than A Valentine
You're more to me than a valentine
And I hold you in my heart
My love for you will always shine
And I hope we never part
To know that you'll be always mine
Will satisfy my soul
You etched yourself on my lifeline
And then my heart you stole
Your beauty makes the stars align
A sight for sorest eyes
You're nothing shorter than divine
An angel in disguise
You give a love that feels so fine
Like no one else could show
You're more to me than a valentine
And I'll never let you go
'More To Me Than A Valentine' Copyright © 2010 Matthew Densley
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I think copyright is moral, proper. I think a creator has the right to control the disposition of his or her works - I actually believe that the financial issue is less important than the integrity of the work, the attribution, that kind of stuff.
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What Do Good Works Do?
What will a good life do for you, when your earthly life is through?
All the good you proudly say, you’ve done for men along the way.
Good deeds by men can be good; however it must be understood,
That our works won’t take the place, of The Lord’s amazing Grace.
Good works friend play no part, of God’s true conversion of a heart.
Your good works may be in vain, if you do not embrace The Name,
The only name in Heaven raised, by which all men must be saved.
Will all your good works of the past, well into eternity forever last?
Or will they be buried along side, your earthly body that also died?
Are you ignoring God’s Love, working your way to Heaven above?
Forgetting what God has done, by sending His only begotten Son.
We’re not saved by good deeds, but by God’s work upon Calvary,
His finished work on the cross, through Jesus saves all those lost.
For it is His Grace that saves us, when in Christ we place our trust.
Was the good work in your life, done for the glory of Jesus Christ?
Good works won’t move the Lord, if Christ His Only Son is ignored.
Do your works match the price, paid on the cross by Jesus Christ?
When you accept Jesus Christ, God’s works will flow from your life,
Works prepared for all who believe, that will continue on in eternity.
When your works are of The Lord, you will inherit an eternal reward,
Don’t you want to see your works, turned by God into eternal perks?
(Copyright ©06/2006)
Laundromat Monday
Monday
Laundromat monday
Monday
Laundromat monday
I want my mother, someone to cook for me
Each day another, take out no msg
Im gonna change the world, but not today
Think Ill just go get drunk down on avenue a
Monday
Laundromat monday
Monday
Laundromat monday
I want a french maid, someone to wash my jeans
Each quarter Ive made is lost in washing machines
Im gonna change the world, I could be president
If I could just work out where all my mondays went
Monday
Laundromat monday
Monday
Laundromat monday
Monday
Laundromat monday
Monday
Laundromat monday
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Fathers’ Day,2008
The Fathers’ Day goes well forgot;
The Mothers’ Day is soon forgot;
A mother is a need in life;
A father is a must in strife!
Dad tills the land and sows the seed,
And pushes hoe like bulls indeed;
And when his forehead sweat strikes earth,
The seedling sprouts to give us mirth.
Dad works to earn the sums to pay
All bills; and joyfully goes day;
Dad works on week-ends to earn more,
And keeps all happy, sans eye-sore!
The love of dad is so unique;
Without it, children go so sick;
Remember dad on this great day,
And greet him heartily en way!
Without your mom, life could be sad!
Without your dad, you could go mad!
‘Happy Fathers’ Day,2008! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 6-15-2008
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Children on the Beach
Most children love to build
Sand-castles on the beach;
And pretty seriously,
They work for such long hours!
Some also draw and write,
By finger on wet soil;
How well they imagine,
And work like artistes fine!
Yet, they are innocent;
They do not know the sea;
The water-waves that come
Wash off their labored tasks.
They never realize
That sand can’t stand for long,
In sun, rain or sea-waves;
‘The foundation isn’t strong! ’
Some do it just for joy;
Some hearts are broken fast;
Some jump with angry feet
–Their toil gone all awaste!
Adults do similar things,
Although, they are aware;
They build castles in air,
And write upon water!
Are not adults stupid
To work with dangers nigh?
And build such flimsy things
That easily gets destroyed!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-10-2008
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Nobody's Business If I Do (Origilnal 04 01 2010)
NOBODY’S BUSINESS IF I DO:
Original 04 01 2010
Sing one old song… “This Bitter Earth…”
Nobody’s business if I do
Events surprise in seldom habituated
Innocence –screams aloud that object
Of impulsive fear
Poignant infrequent relationships bedazzling
An obscure Patent Clerk of noble selection
Last never least of many
Ordained head of suitable disciple companies
Esoteric genteel shooting stars indoctrinated
Poll Northerly –sings off key
Rising student nonviolent coordinating
Dimensions on paper charters written for
Free ghetto children breakfasts
Underwritten by that Constitution nation
Set aside belief re-represented in moral
Value sunset to sunrise
On the event horizon surprise information
Can be heard in gut-bucket lyric about
Blame not ashamed
An old blues tune “If I go out on Sunday…?
Nobody’s business if I do.”
Lee Mack copyright 2009. ISBN # 0615318347. Reproduce with permission only.
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I Will Write About You, God
I will write about You,
With my last breath I would.
Your Hand's upon my pen,
Your Words in mind again.
Tried to veer away from it,
Tried some drama and some wit,
But You are so persistent,
Gave the score for my content.
You will not let me go,
I plant Your Words, they will grow
In hearts of hardened soil so barren,
You draw them in, the souls of men.
Now is the time, now is the season,
To write Your Words that is the reason
This gift was given, it's for You.
Until the end...I will write about You.
'For it is God Who works in You, to will and to do according to His good purpose.'
Philippians 2: 13
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June 5,2009
Philippines
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Towards Perfect Holiness
The more holy, I try to be,
The more temptations seem to come;
I query why unfair to me,
Is God to my people, my home!
The more I pray, I fall in sin,
I ask whither my prayers have gone!
I grumble why cannot I win;
Am I on earth just all alone?
The truth I ponder and find out;
The love of God is growing more;
He cares for me without a doubt,
And wants me better than before!
The Holy God wants me holy;
A perfect Lord makes me perfect;
His grace works wonders most truly;
And Satan’s works I now reject.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 22-07-11
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Little black box called Television!
I watch it
Morning, day and night
The plasma screens are quite a sight
Soap Operas, Reality Shows, Movies
I watch anything there is to see
But the little black box called Television
Gets on my nerves
Images of other people’s life it serves
As a daily dish to my vision
Even my own ideas about fashion
Are ruthlessly destroyed in its mission
To impose on me of how to live
But I love Television
I am addicted to Television
Like glue is to paper
Or love making is to a beginner
I am its concubine with my permission
Please at me, don't point a finger
When I am lonely
It is easier to pretend
The images presented by TV
Are my friends
When I am horny
Without sounding funny
I can make love in my bed
After breakfast in bed
To anyone from the TVs images
Now endorsed into my head
That little black box
Sucks, it really sucks
It is just a vicious circle
Bed, Work, Television and Bed
Bed, Work, Television and Bed
Bed, Work, Television and Bed
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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The End of Good Works
Many souls religious at their best, will surely fail their final test,
A test that man created friend, where good works are their end,
Ignoring The Words of The Son, God’s Only, True Chosen One,
Christ’s very words, “It is finished”; His Salvation is diminished.
Religion is man’s way to God, from down upon the earth’s sod,
In their works, they add to faith, ignoring Christ’s Saving Grace,
Letting religion guide their way, ignoring what Christ has to say,
Final words spoken by The Son, words from Him, for everyone.
Every religion is created by man; a salvation, not of God’s plan,
Led by the one who lied to Eve, so the religious, he will deceive,
Creating religions formed by men, of which, God shall condemn,
When Christ judges every nation, not by works but His salvation.
God, from above, sent His Lamb, Jesus Christ, The Great “I Am”.
To bring salvation to every land, Truth, all men must understand,
The Lord, who died on a tree, finishing salvation for you and me,
As Christ alone is the only way, no matter what religion does say.
All, who ignore the words of Christ, shall never enter Eternal Life,
As Christ alone paid the price, so that man could enter Paradise,
Good works won’t work friend, as many shall see come the end,
Ignoring Christ’s words on Calvary, will only bring wrath eternally.
(08/2011)
She Works Hard For The Money
She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right
She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right
Onetta there in the corner stand
and wonders where she is and
it's strange to her
some people seem to have everything
Nine a.m. on the hour hand
and she's waiting for the bell
and she's looking real pretty
just wait for her clientele
She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right
She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right
Twenty five years have
come and gone
and she' seen a lot of tears
of the ones who come in
they really seem to need her there
It's a sacrifice working day to day
for little money just tips for pay
But it's worth it all
just to hear them say that they care
She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right
She already knows
she's seen her bad times
she already knows
these are the good times
She'll never sell out
she never will
not for a dollar bill
she works hard
She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right
She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right
She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right
song performed by by Donna Summer from The Donna Summer Anthology
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Sonnet: The Fool on Earth
The fool on earth alone believes own strength:
Ignores the blessings of God, powerful:
That rules the quality of life and length,
And crashes to the ground in ways awful!
The fool on earth believes that luck can smile,
And works his way with craftiness all days;
Yet, can’t complete in life, that final mile
Of success, which progeny wish to gaze!
The fool on earth follows the shorter cuts,
Main thoroughfares and paths untried by men;
Develops keen vision in darkness and guts:
And using clout, works only by his ken!
The fool on earth does not believe in God,
And thinks that he can do, without His Lord?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-2-2008
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Sonnet: New Year 2008 Resolutions
A New Year 2008 has dawned!
Let us resolve to work for global peace;
Let love and brotherhood become our bond;
Let wars and envy amongst nations cease!
Let’s stamp out terrorism from earth’s face.
Let’s ensure basic rights of all brethren;
Let’s safe-guard environs for human race;
Let’s make the earth a place akin heaven.
Let’s help our poor and downtrodden brothers;
Let’s pray to God for help and guidance more;
Let’s protect life of man, beast and others;
Let earth’s resources take man to the fore.
Let’s give up vices and all kinds of sin;
Let’s love our neighbors as our kith and kin.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 01-01-2008
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Yuko and Hiro
This is my work place
And these are the people I work with
Yuko and hiro
We work together
We work for the company
That works to the future
We work hard to please me
They will protect us
I never see you
We're never together
I'll love you forever
I drink in the evening
It helps with relaxing
I can't sleep without drinking
We drink together
From monday to saturday
I go to my workplace
But on sunday we are together
Yuko and hiro
I never see you
song performed by by Blur from The Great Escape
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Work Prepared For Us
The Lord has work for all to do, prepared good works for me and you.
A work that is intended to Glorify, the One who on the cross had died.
Jesus’ work accomplished for all, man’s redemption from Adam’s fall.
Christ’s finished work for all of us, a work in which we place our trust.
And nothing can be added to, His work accomplished for me and you.
For salvation is a gift of Grace, secured when Jesus died in our place.
No righteous works on our part; it was all of Christ right from the start.
Christ’s finished work on that cross, alone is what saves sinners lost.
The work prepared for us you see, is to point others towards Eternity.
As God will use you in many ways, as you live out your earthly days.
God above can use most any skill, as it’s tempered by His loving will,
Pointing other men to Jesus Christ, as The Holy Spirit leads your life.
This work was prepared long before, anybody knew Christ was Lord.
An Eternal Plan by The Lord above, and centered on a cross of Love.
Where Christ Jesus paid the price, by offering Himself as a sacrifice.
For a body was prepared for Him, as the atonement for all of our sin.
Now for us the work to be done, is to lead all men to God’s Only Son.
What better work could there be, than in helping other people to see,
That The Lord Jesus died for us, and in Him we must place our trust,
So when all earthly labors cease, with Him we’ll have Eternal Peace.
(Copyright ©03/2006)