My catastrophic
soft pawed dignified feline
daughter of great Bast
loves to tumble from high places
crashing loudly when she lands
tanka by Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black
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Sexy Feline Machine
Shes a funky feline machine
Crazy cat inside a dream
shes a hunny she stings like a bee
your the punk and shes the queen
shes an angel shes a dove
with a taste for a villans blood
packing heat strutting on the street
chew you up and make you meat
sexy feline machine
sexy feline machine
(shes a sexy feline machine)
sexy feline machine
sexy feline machine
(shes a sexy feline machine)
Shes a sexy feline machine
Shes a sexy feline machine
Shes a sexy feline machine
Shes a sexy feline machine
you cant stop her
ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya........
Shes a funky feline machine
Crazy cat inside a dream
shes a hunny she stings like a bee
your the punk and shes the queen
sexy feline machine
sexy feline machine
(shes a sexy feline machine)
sexy feline machine
sexy feline machine
(every thing is not as it seems)
sexy feline machine
sexy feline machine
(shes a sexy feline machine)
Shes a sexy feline machine
you cant stop her
ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya...........
(bow bow bow)
song performed by by Fat Joe
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Cats Loved
My heart loves cats, their demure sense entices
The day with a dominion called country;
Desultory affairs sweetly decide me in the cat,
Comely thoughts from the cat entice me.
This cat, that cat and those worst objects
Become elixirs, of cleverness and clarity.
The signs of ebullience from the feline animals
Are so daily and suddenly rich, that they must be clever.
Life from these feline creatures is ephemeral.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Middle School Mayhem
six grade, oh boy
new places, new faces
here I come middle school
busy hallways and I’m already confused
scary teachers
heavy books
I was hook
on middle school
clueless and clumsy was me
s.s. projects and foam model earths, yippy
I loved my English class
it was a bast
my pencil always glue to my hand
I play sax in the band
new found friends surround me
it filled me with glee
my whole life written in English class and middle ages fair
I won student of the year, that’s when I learned that people really care
that was my six grade mayhem
seventh grade, hooray for me
new teachers and a faster pace
I’m still here in middle school
my nevers were like rubber bands
I’m so great full my friends were always there to lend a hand
drama club was so fun
but pushcart I hated
essays and homework doubled
science projects bubbled
art was fav
and math I hated
and gym and study hall
watch out flying kick balls
went to see a great play
and the whole year was filled with busy days
French was a bore
but I always came back for more
this was the year I turned thirteen
unluck for me
I do be smart don’t start
that was a bast
that was my seventh grade mayhem
eighth grade, finally
same places and same faces
I’m almost in high school
I’m the top dog
health was a night mare
i changed my hair
drama club was cool
I was always in the high school pool
wave, study circles, and GE
are only some
boys were gross
I was smart, I don’t want to bust
report card filled with 95 and 100
but what I loved the most were my buds
Casey, Katie (neigh, neigh) , Emily and Em Bradley, Julia,
Shelby (not me) , Sam, Jess, and Mother Ev
art was the coolest
Mrs. McDonnell was the bomb
Montreal and Great Escape
testing, testing, testing, but that’s not new
always looking for something better
English was so fun
I learned I like to talk
that was my eighth grade mayhem
Now the year is almost over
it reminds me of all the things I’ve done
I learn to speak up
I have a say
I hated middle school but hay
I loved being there anyways
the bell rings
I put on my backpack
then I walk into the hall
still trying not to ball
memories flood me
like the water on the Titanic
sixth grade, seventh grade, eighth grade have come and gone so fast
I can’t stop thinking of the past
I stand in the hall on the last Friday knowing Mondays not going to be the same
new faces, new places, new hall ways to learn
for my life will change
watch out high school Molly's on her way
that was my middle school mayhem
poem by Molly Breadcrumb
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Crashing Down
I've never see the sky like that
I can't believe that it could do that
I closed my eyes before the sun could set
I slept and waited for my, waited for my...
I waited for my dreams to land
I waited for my dreams to touch down
I waited patiently to hear the sound
I waited for the song to get me out, to get me out of
And I was up above
Watching myself crashing down
Yes I was up above
Watching myself crashing down
I've never seen so many lights
I've never heard so many voices
No one will tell me how I ended here
No one will tell me where, oh tell me where, oh tell me where I am
Where I am
And I was up above
Watching myself crashing down
Yes I was up above
Watching myself crashing down
Watching myself crashing down
Yes I was up above
Watching myself crashing down
Then I was up above
Watching myself crashing down
Watching myself crashing down
song performed by by Eagle Eye Cherry
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When A Mother Cries
When a mother cries,
Her tears stab at her daughter’s heart
As they plummet to the floor
When a mother cries
Her daughter cries too
She cries because she does not know what is wrong
She cries because she can’t get rid of her mother’s pain
She cries most of all because she loves her mother
When a daughter cries because her mother cries
Her mother cries more
She cries because her pain has hurt her daughter
She cries because she does not want to see her daughter cry because of her
She cries most of all,
Because she loves her daughter
Once the tears have ceased however,
What remains is love
The love forever shared between a mother and a daughter
poem by Portia Lane
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Peace Everywhere
Peace, everywhere, peace today!
Peace in lands of scruffy trees and pine,
Peace in lands of olives and wine,
Peace in lands where peaks are white,
Peace in lands where fields are bright.
Peace in lands of oasis and sand,
Peace in lands where people band,
Peace in lands where children play,
Peace in lands where people pray,
Peace in lands in the thick of the fight,
Peace in lands ruled by force and might.
Everywhere, everywhere, peace this day!
Pray that all world leaders lead the way,
Encouraging moral people to stand proud and tall,
No government too great, no nation too small.
poem by Joseph T. Renaldi
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My Daughter
(for Sarah 'Button', I'll always love you. Dad.)
My daughter
Is graduating high-school.
I don't know what
To say - or do -
I'm so proud...
I'm so sad;
Tears of joy, and loss, I've cried both...
She's my daughter, I'm her dad.
Soon she must make her own way
This I do know -
Still, because of great love
It's difficult letting go.
With God's help
I trust she'll be alright,
For he has a fathers love too;
He'll be with her always, both day and night.
So,
every day
for her
I will pray...
For her future yet to come,
And all the wonderful times and memories
We've together had;
Forever grateful
That she is my daughter...
And that I am her dad.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Father And Daughter
Father and daughter spend some quiet time together in the living room
Shining through the curtain is the sun
And outside is the glorious afternoon
Father reads to his daughter the poetry she loves
Father and daughter enjoy each other's company
Father takes his daughter by the hand
As they take a walk outside
Father cares for his daughter
And always wishes the very best to happen for her
poem by Justin Gildow
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A Daughter Cries
when a mother cries
her tears stab at her daughter's heart
as they plummet to the floor
when a mother cries
he daughter cries too
because her heroine is wounded and she doesn't know how or why
she cries because she cannot rid her mother of the pain
she cries most of all because she loves her mother
when a daughtrr cries because her mother cries,
her mother cries more
because her weakness has hurt her child
she cries because it hurts to know she's the cause of her daughter's tears.
she cries most of all because she loves her daughter
one the tears have ceased however
love remains
the love forever shared between a mother and her daughter
poem by Portia Lane
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Sonnet # 313
Mary the little girl of my human dream
Is daughter mine by way of tearful wishing.
I play with her and playing makes her beam
In the places of my mind when musing.
She`s pretty, bright, polite, and quick in helping;
Dark skin, gree eyes, black hair, and teeth so white.
She plays the piano, the guitar, loves reading.
She`s sweetness in her voice that does excite.
She gladly sings and writes good poetry,
Almost fogot, she very well can dance.
And she`s just young the age of six plus three;
Not quite that time when pretties do advance.
So this`s my daughter, pretty daughter Mary.
That ne`er the world did know a sweeter honey.
poem by Luis Estable
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Tumble Down The Years
She took my hand and said lets go together
You and me against the world
And so we stuck it out through still and stormy weather
And so we tumbled down the years
I took her hand and said lets go together
Just you and me against the world
Lets go together
Stay together
Well tumble down the years
And well come to find the key behind it all
We never stopped to see if we were still in step
We never checked each others eyes
To see who lived in there behind them
And down the years we disappeared
Lets go together
Say no together
Well tumble down the years
Lets try together
Lets lie together
Well tumble down the years
And though we never found the key behind it all
I think we came to know the meaning of the fall
Lets go together
We said forever
You and me against the world
Hold on together
And damn the river
Well tumble down the years
Well tumble down the years
Well tumble down the years
song performed by by Marillion
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Nine O'Clock
I.
Nine of the clock, oh!
Wake my lazy head!
Your shoes of red morocco,
Your silk bed-gown:
Rouse, rouse, speck-eyed Mary
In your high bed!
A yawn, a smile, sleepy-starey,
Mary climbs down.
'Good-morning to my brothers,
Good-day to the Sun,
Halloo, halloo to the lily-white sheep
That up the mountain run.'
II.
Good-night to the meadow, farewell to the nine o'clock Sun,
'He loves me not, loves me, he loves me not' (O jealous one!)
'He loves me, he loves me not, loves me'--O soft nights of June,
A bird sang for love on the cherry-bough: up swam the Moon.
poem by Robert Graves
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The Daughter Of Iris
Would anyone notice if the She ran away?
They would just turn and look the other way.
The People would ask why had the Daughter of Iris gone?
They would say nay she has not left,
but secretly They knew she had left with dismay.
They, to dignified to admit,
They had watched Her fall away.
They were there watching as she strayed, watching her fall away.
They said to the People nay she is here to stay.
But they knew she fell there and where she now lay.
The Daughter of Iris lies there at an early grave.
The Daughter of Iris is here to stay.
poem by Lucyfer Jade
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Ill Tumble 4 Ya
Downtown well drown
Were in our never splender
Flowers
Showers
Whos got the new boy gender
Ill be your baby
Ill be your score
Ill run the gun for you
And so much more
Chorus:
Ill tumble 4 ya
Ill tumble 4 ya
Ill tumble 4 ya
Ill tumble 4 you
(chorus)
Uptown their sound
Is like the native
You send her
Junction
Function
The boy with pop is slender
Did he say maybe
Or imnot sure
Hell be a boy for you
But you need more
(chorus x2)
I get a crazy feeling
That chases in my head
Its nothing that you do to me
Its nothing that you said
Its love in stereo
And when I cant let go I say
Ill be your baby
Ill be your score
Ill run the gun for you
And so much more
(chorus)
Downtown well drown
Were in our never splender
Flowers
Showers
Whos got the new boy gender
Ill be your baby
Ill be your score
Ill run the gun for you
And so much more
Ill tumble 4 ya
Ill tumble 4 ya
Ill tumble 4 ya
song performed by by Culture Club
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My Children Dear
My daughter Jessica
Leaves me with a dilemma
She loves to bake
But crafts we make
To pay those bills
Manana
My daughter Jennifer
She is the lady preacher
Had a degree as therapist
But handles now
A prayer list
Alleluia!
My son James Paul
Eldest of all
He loves to do Adobe
In graphic arts
Lies there his heart
But I do
Anime!
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Unlike Mother, Unlike Daughter
Her heart breaks for something she'll never have
A daughter of perfect honesty and obedience
With fair hair and bright eyes
Everything her son is
Instead the mother bore something strange
A loser, a liar, a Mrs. Lovett wannabe
Swearing not to change
Everything she doesn't want, doesn't need
But her daughter doesn't want to love anybody
She doesn't want love in return
She's sick of man's petty "acceptance"
She doesn't need "lessons" to learn
The Mother explains, "She understands, "
Clichés, "Daughter, tell me anything."
But her daughter knows,
She'd be afraid of what's in her head
Mother won't understand
The demons that chase her and charm her
For a while…
And scariest of all
The daughter realizes
The man she loves
She loves alone
It's sad to think about the monster
The Daughter holds so intrinsically close…
Her heart breaks for something she'll never have
A vengeful god of perfectly destructive melancholy
With dark hair and dark eyes
They try to tell her otherwise
But only the Daughter knows what her heart cannot compromise
Mother tries to convince her
Tries to stop a "fictional infatuation"
Still the daughter, unfazed, replies,
"You know you are my only condemnation."
poem by Gabrielle Fleming
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Love's Eyes
Loves eyes capture
And entrance
Heart can not resist
Loves glance
Hear its strong beat
Dare to chance
Wonderful treasure
Loves Romance
poem by Daughter Of A Cracked Mind
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Tumble & Twirl
Ive seen the city
I took the next flight
For borneo
They say its pretty
I like the t-shirts
In borneo
Some wear bob marley
Others in playboy
Or duvalier
Make the last plane come
Let me rise through the cloudy above
With a book on borneo
Strangers come and go
Its such a waste of time
Problems far behind
Another day
But even in springtime
Its a rich slice of life
So send me a letter
Ill reply with a broken spear
That dusky mulatto
In nylons and tattoos
Hot juice in coke bottles
We dance in the sand
Well, they twirl and they tumble
Yes, they twirl and they tumble
Well, Ill twirl and Ill tumble
Ive been to leons
Hes got nine daughters
And a stereo
They say that leon
Watches from the tree tops
In borneo
When the road is mud
Everything stops with a thud
Thats the way it goes down yonder in borneo
Far beneath his mansion
Theres an open drain
Sending all the sewage down the hill
But when the general shows movies
No one hesitates
To sneak from the jungle
They laugh and they mumble
Enjoying the show
And that dusky mulatto
Hot juice in coke bottles
In blue jeans and tattoos
Well, they twirl and they tumble
Yes, they twirl and they tumble
Well, Ill twirl and Ill tumble
I like the free world
They say its pretty
This time of year
They tumble and twirl
They tumble and twirl
Ill tumble and twirl
They twirl and they tumble
They twirl and they tumble
I like the free world
I like the free world
They say its pretty
This time of year
This time of year
Tumble and tumble
I like the free world
song performed by by David Bowie
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I'm Always Here!
I’m here my daughter
Just open your heart
Look through your tears
And through the dark
I haven’t once left you
And never will I go
My loyalty is to you
I do hope you know
I see your heartbreak
I feel your pain
Look to me
Just call my name
I long for your hand
To guide you in the dark
Reach out my daughter
And open your heart
All will fail you
For none is as I
I am the closest
A friend that died
I gave the ultimate price
For you my friend
So with the minor
I so can tend
There is none to great
That can stand in my way
My daughter for you
I so graciously wait
Just lay at my feet
All these burdens you bare
For there’s none like I
Who will always be there?
I’m always here
Can you feel my touch?
I’m the beat in your heart
That loves you so much!
poem by Lagaya Evans
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Egypt
Follow the nile
Deep to much deeper.
The pyramids sound lonely tonight.
The sands run red
In lands of the pharoahs.
Their symmetry gets right inside me.
I cannot stop to comfort them.
Im busy chasing up my demon.
I cannot stop to comfort them.
Im busy chasing up my demon.
Oh, Im in love
With egypt.
My pussy queen
Knows all my secrets.
Ill never fall in love again.
I drift with dunes.
I whisper of the tombs.
They offer me egyptian delights.
Shes got me with that feline guise,
Got me in those desert eyes.
Shes got me with that feline guise,
Got me in those desert eyes.
Oh Im in love
With egypt.
song performed by by Kate Bush
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