The 'Poem A Day' Project - Day 25
I’ve got all the latest gadgets, all the games and toys surround me
My Wii, X-box and Playstation all set out uniformly
A whole wall full of DVD’s, several racks full of CD’s,
Reclining electric vibrating chair to tilt and put me at ease
The coffee machine with the little pods is sitting on the side
A flat screen digital television that’s 60 inches wide
A music entertainment station with I-Pod connection bay
The latest computer system that I updat every day
Leather sofas and expensive art scattered here and there
Deep pile carpet warm and soft laid everywhere
Everything I could need or want my money has got for me
So why do I sit and cry because the place feels so empty
poem by Flying Lemming
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Orthodigital Todays Lunacy
My new dentures are digital
because I have the wherewithal
to buy the latest gadgetry.
I love modern technology.
They play pop music as I eat.
No other dentures can compete,
can receive the latest news
from any channel which I choose.
I need not change the batteries
they can recharge themselves with ease.
The movement of my lower jaw
creates the current which they store.
I think that I can claim to be.
The first to have such dentistry.
They are my only claim to fame
have become a household name.
The only man whose dentures do
a great deal more than simply chew.
It seems my dentures have made me
into a real celebrity.
16-Jan-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Cant Ignore The Train
[ music: john lombardo/lyric: natalie merchant ]
Steep is the water tower
Painted off blue to match the sky
Cant ignore the train
Night walks in the valley silent
You could swear the earth just moved
Cant ignore the train
Dust to be kicked up
In the crack faced
Idle sinister town
Screen door to the rail station
Devil in her shoe
Ran along side the wasted tracks
Hem pins darted her calves
Cant ignore the train
One spoiled girl with the tidiest apology
Some how wedged inside her throat
Cant ignore the train
Patience their virtue
But I never could abide by that
Dungeon life with electric light
A clean towel and a basin
Mantle figures mind their place
Laughs where they belong
Through adventure we are not adventuresome
Rage to share with a wardrobe mirror
In a room so beige and cold
Cant ignore the train
Window days saw the children pick their
Street games on thirty afternoons
Molly the boys are
Starting in the rhymic again
Teasing more and more....
The second daughter
How she fell
Young locked in some folks prison
Made to dwell
Til theyre braiding
Her grey hair
Sitting in the wishing chair
Sitting in the wishing chair
Sitting in the wishing chair
song performed by by 10000 Maniacs
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Entertainment
Theres been another assassination
T.v. cameras moving in.
To shoot the bloodstains on the pavement
And get them on the news at ten.
Will he live or will he die, before we go on the air?
Yes, the networks are all there, in the name of
Entertainment.
Superstar psycho, from a killer to a hero,
An overnight sensation on the lips of all the nation
Is he mad or is he sane? it makes for good conversation
I call it suffering and pain, but they call it entertainment
Sex violence murder and rape. (entertainment entertainment)
Thats what you came for, thats what you pay for.
Entertainment, entertainment.
They call it entertainment
Inform us, educate us with your media machine
(call it entertainment)
Tell me what to dream
(call it entertainment)
You pay your money, what do you get?
Entertainment.
Real life for entertainment,
Cheapens my reality,
So that hollywood can make it into another b movie
The vultures get the rating and the people get the thrills
But the victims always pay, I guess they always will.
Sex violence murder and rape (entertainment entertainment)
Thats what you want, thats what they need,
Thats what you came for, thats what your paying for.
They call it entertainment (call it entertainment)
Inform us, educate us with your media machine,
(call it entertainment)
Tell me what to dream
(call it entertainment)
You pay your money, what do you get?
Entertainment, entertainment.
song performed by by Kinks
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Money Machine
When I was just a child
My life was, oh, so simple
And the ways of the great world
Seemed strange and funny
Then when I was a young man
I learned of that machine
That turns out all those bails of precious money
Now you can measure you manhood by it
You can get your children to try it
You can bring your enemies to their knees
With the possible exception of the north vietnamese
It takes a strong hit from the money machine
Sitting on top, on top of the world
Strong hit from the money machine
Sitting on top, on top of the world
General motors and ibm
Afl-cio and all the kings men
When I began the game
See me singing bout fire and rain
Let me just say it again
Ive seen fives and Ive seen tens
It was a strong hit from the money machine
Sitting on top, on top of the world
Strong hit from the money machine
Settle up top, on top of the world
(money, money, money)
(give me that dough)
(mine, mine, mine)
Been living in the lap of luxury too long
Please, mr. dj, wont you play my song
Maybe my baby will listen on the radio
Come back home to me
Help me spend my dough
I need a strong hit from the money machine
Sitting on top, on top of the goddamn world
I need a strong hit from the money machine
Strong hit from the money machine
Sitting on top, on top of the world
Money, money, money
song performed by by James Taylor
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Teamster on the Run
Think of a burly guy in leather jacket
baseball cap bill shadowing broken nose
hamhock mitts dangling at his side
Stereotype, you protest! Show me
a mug like this who frequents
the coffee shops in Hyde Park
near the University of Chicago campus
sitting at a table poring over Sartre
or whoever the latest avant garde
may happen to be whom professors favor!
If you do spot such a creature on campus,
he's either unloading a truck out back
or he's visiting his granddaughter!
poem by Michael Pruchnicki
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Wish For Release
Scared to return to the office to sit
in a chair that does not meet the
need for a correct sitting position
as the desk is too high for the office
chair I bought myself and the bar
stool I have is causing neck-ache
I don't know who to ask and where
to go to get my work station fixed
and raise the computer screen so
my head is not forced to hang down
and increase the pain in my neck,
I receive medication to force
my brain to ignore the pain
Will this help me to sit in the wrong
position until I am dead in my chair?
I ardently wish for release in what-
ever way if I cannot be freed from
the chair and the pain...
Saturday 21 June 2012
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Moving from chair to chair, from coffee machine to coffee machine is the limit of my action in most films. But I enjoy being cast in them because I love watching them.
quote by Stephen Fry
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(Marie's The Name) His Latest Flame
(Marie's the Name of) His Latest Flame
Elvis Presley
(words & music by Doc Pomus - Mort Shuman)
A very old friend came by today
'Cause he was telling everyone in town
About the love that he just found
And Marie's the name of his latest flame
Though I smiled the tears inside were a-burning
I wished him luck and then he said goodbye
He was gone but still his words kept returning
What else was there for me to do but cry
He talked and talked and I heard him say
That she had the longest blackest hair
The prettiest green eyes anywhere
And Marie's the name of his latest flame
Would you believe that yesterday
This girl was in my arms and swore to me
She'd be mine eternally
And Marie's the name of his latest flame
From: gmv
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Your Latest Trick
All the late night bargains have been struck
Between the satin beaus and their belles
And prehistoric garbage trucks
Have the city to themselves
Echoes roars dinosaurs
They're all doing the monster mash
And most of the taxis and the whores
Are only taking calls for cash
I don't know how it happened
It all took place so quick
But all i can do is hand it to you
And your latest trick
My door was standing open
Security was laid back and lax
But it was only my heart got broken
You must have had a pass key made out of wax
You played robbery with insolence
And i played the blues in twelve bars down lover's lane
And you never did have the inteligence to use
The twelve keys hanging off my chain
I don't know how it happened
It all took place so quick
But all i can do is hand it to you
And your latest trick
Now it's past last call for alcohol
Past recall has been here and gone
The landlord finally paid us all
The satin jazzmen have put away their horns
And we're standing outside of this wonderland
Looking so bereaved and so bereft
Like a bowery bum when he finally understands
The bottle's empty and there's nothing left
I don't know how it happened
It was faster than the eye could flick
But not all i can do is hand it to you
And your latest trick
song performed by by Dire Straits
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Digital World
Surfin' for love
Spellin' my heart out
Somewhere real far out
In a digital world
Messages to start my day
Been sitting on my bus since wednesday
Tried to hit you on your two way
Your mailbox was full all the way
We can meet tonight by satellite
What about half past midnight
I should just be off my flight
But for now I'll just dance and think about you
Electric love electric light electric life
Electric love electric light electric life
Lets just freak out freak out freak out
Me and you all alone
Freak out freak out freak out
But how we gonna freak off over the phone
I thought we were supposed to have a date
I guess he couldn't help but be late
It's ok I had to go
I had this conference call at 4 you know
I'm glad you paged me to say sorry
Cause I know your thinking of me
Don't worry baby I'm not angry
Cause for now I'll just dance and think about you
Electric love electric light electric life
Freak out freak out freak out
Me and you all alone
Freak out freak out freak out
But how we gonna freak off over the phone
Sugar we can do whatever tonight
Whatever you like but first darling
Can we get our jig on get our swig on
Head back to our crib, before these niggas get to drawin' up in here
Please mind me for asking
Have you ever had sex with a person with no attachments
And the heat of the moment
One night of passion
Nothing but a whole lot of grinding and grabbing
Moanin and groaning till six in the morning
By the time you rolling over yawning
You'll be hearing my car door slamming
And Perelli's ballin, coltrane daddy for short honeysuckle bartender
E and j on the rocks
Make it a double
By the way if I might say
You're looking quite ravishing in your Prada apparel
From the shoes to the bags
You're lucky I don't rob your ass dear
Cut to the chase, gimme your pin number
And lets get outta here
Surfin' for love
Spelling my heart out
Somewhere real far out
In a digital world
Electric love electric light electric life
Electric love electric light electric life...
song performed by by Kelis
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S4
now i am hearing the rushing steps
of the fish vendor
towards the market
passing by the road fronting
my blinds
a busy day,
the red ant below my feet is at it again
finding some crumbs
of cookies
under the computer table
beside the swivel chair
i always have a word
despite,
the ant wonders
why are you doing this?
the nails have no feelings
and so are the feet of the chairs
the monitor is a eunuch
the room fills itself with so much mess
rambling books
scattered papers still unread
piling folders and
dusty nooks
the light brown curtains need
badly a laundrywoman
the walls are calling for a painter
and the floors yell for a scrubbing and mopping
this is the earth of being
needing an updat a cleansing of some sort
a deluge perhaps
and what must remain must only be the essentials
a pen a piece of paper
discard the table and the chair
for man can squat
and still relate to what is bare and empty.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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His Latest Flame
Music :doc pomus
Lyrics:mort shuman
A very old friend
Came by today
'cause he was telling everyone in town
About the love he just found
And marie's the name of his latest flame
He talked and talked
And i heard him say
That she had the longest, blackest hair
The prettiest green eyes anywhere
And marie's the name of his latest flame
Though i smiled the tears inside were a burning
I wish him luck, and then he said goodbye
He was gone, but still his words kept returning
What else was there for me to do but cry
Would you believe that yesterday
This girl was in my arms and sworn to me
She'd be mine eternally
And marie's the name of his latest flame
Though i smiled the tears inside were a burning
I wish him luck, and then he said goodbye
He was gone, but still his words kept returning
What else was there for me to do but cry
Would you believe that yesterday
This girl was in my arms and sworn to me
She'd be mine eternally
And marie's the name of his latest flame
And marie's the name of his latest flame
And marie's the name of his latest flame
song performed by by Scorpions
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Ambassadors
Ambassadors on their ride
while i drive on my blind eye
expensive surgeries and balance
can you drill a 8 inches hole
when the hole is your head
As the dust settles drop me in a cab
no clothes on tell 'em my name
my name is nickles nickles
i'm scattered to the four winds
i loved your money all of your money
'cause it's insane
And you linger through my fingers buttercloud
As my gear is clear
Buttercloud you're near Buttercloud you're
You payed my crimes a thousand times
i'm so sorry for you now
stare at the alphabet letters so different
and every inch of ink that could be dropt on me
my soul requires a drink
and i'm lucky and i'm young
and i'm a newspaper addict,
i'm a bigcity
Goodmornig boulevard i can see you smile
i can see you lie down on the floor
with a 40's on your left hand
but a big check is comin'
i can see it either Japanese cars want my soul
my dad has a rental and a fake insurance
we'll never fill our distance our distance
drop me in a cab no clothes on tell'em my name
Ambassadors on their ride
while i drive on my blind eye
expensive surgeries and balance
can you drill an eight inches hole
and when the hole is your head
as dust settles drop me in a cab
no clothes on tell 'em my name
my name is nickles nickles
i'm scattered to the four windsto the four winds
i love your money i love your money
cause it's insane YO!
song performed by by Yuppie Flu
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A Snapshot of the Morning
Yesterday, I ate half a loaf of Ezekiel bread,
And spent the whole day alternating
Between two screens,
The television
(so I could play Grand Theft Auto 4—
I'm on the Jimmy Perogino missions,
And sometimes the game coalesces
Into movie-like atmospherics)
And the computer
(where I also alternated:
Between going on Facebook,
Twitter, Hotmail, Google, Wikipedia, etc,
And playing Diablo III,
Which is only a trial version,
Which I'm not sure if I'll buy it in full—
Even though I'm experiencing
A lot of peer pressure at the moment—
Which looks like Diablo II
Because I usually play games
Via Playstation) .
It was my off-day from working out,
(Which my workouts still aren't all that intense, I suppose) ,
But I managed to lose two pounds in the morning.
I'm not trying to lose fat—
I don't have much of that to give,
And I'm fine having a bit of sodium,
So I can retain a bit of water—
And I'm not really trying to build muscle,
Just trying to get in shape
For the heck of it, you know?
I eat 3000 calories a day,
All of them are organic, nutrient dense foods,
(Plus twenty pills
And a spoonful of piracetam)
And exercise every other day,
And I feel great,
But I don't want to lose weight.
Looking at the scale this morning was a bit of a disappointment,
But it's afternoon now—
Ready to do enter asana,
Then do aerobic, core conditioning,
Then a few minutes of a full lotus,
Then, best of all, time to eat a big bowl of oatmeal.
I wish more people had my kind of problems.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Superconductor
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
Packaged like a rebel or a hero
Target mass appeal
To make an audience feel
He really means it
Package the illusion of persona
Careful to conceal
The fact that shes only too real
Shes got to screen it
Hit you in a soft place
A melody so sweet
A strong and simple beat
That you can dance to
Watch his every move
Superconductor
Orchestrate illusions
Superconductor
Watch his every move
Superconductor
Hoping youll believe
Designing to deceive
Thats entertainment
He can put a target on the market
Bask in your applause
Reality withdraws
Now he believes it
The role becomes the actor
Shes addicted to applause
The stage a world because
She never leaves it
Hit you in a soft place
With sentimental ease
They know the fantasies
That you romance to
Watch her every move
Superconductor
She can manipulate reactions
Superconductor
Watch her every move
Superconductor
Pin the donkeys on her tail
Fantasy for sale
Thats entertainment...
song performed by by Rush
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Digital Bitch
She wears her leather just to satisfy
She really throws it around
There aint one thing she cant afford to buy
Shes the richest bitch in town
Her big fat daddy was a money machine
He made a fortune from computers
Shes got more money than Ive ever seen
But shes a greedy emotional looter
Keep away from the digital bitch
Keep away from the digital bitch
Keep away from the digital bitch
Shes so rich, the digital bitch
Shes got five rollers and a fine estate
A big house up on the hill
She throws parties just to celebrate
Her life is just one enormous thrill
She buys poor people just to have around
She has a trophy for each lover
The bitch is rich but baby pound for pound
Shes got a lot more to discover
Maybe she could please me if I saw beneath her veil
But shes just an imitation woman up for sale
She got so famous that shes on tv
Shes got a professional smile
But I switch over cos she aint for me
She disturbs me all the while
She looks so happy but shes got it wrong
Shes always going faster
She sings her life to such a different song
She needs a loving and dominant master
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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His Latest Flame
(words & music by doc pomus - mort shuman)
A very old friend came by today
'cause he was telling everyone in town
About the love that he just found
And marie's the name of his latest flame
Though i smiled the tears inside were a-burning
I wished him luck and then he said goodbye
He was gone but still his words kept returning
What else was there for me to do but cry
He talked and talked and i heard him say
That she had the longest blackest hair
The prettiest green eyes anywhere
And marie's the name of his latest flame
Would you believe that yesterday
This girl was in my arms and swore to me
She'd be mine eternally
And marie's the name of his latest flame
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Like that
Was it being empty of everything
or being full of everything,
when the song came during washing-up?
Was it being empty of everything
or being full of everything,
when the tourist outside the school door
glanced as if expecting nothing but the good?
Was it being empty of everything
or being full of everything,
when there was nowhere else but here?
Was it being empty of everything
or being full of everything
when there was no when or where
or why or what or how or who?
Who is to say? It was like that. Like that.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Vicarious Experience
(While Watching Coffee Prince*)
She feels love in just a touch, in every stare
Even in every thought of the woman and man
The pirated digital video disk gets stuck-
She ran it, ran it so many, many times-
The image of the lovers sharing a smile
Is frozen like a large colorful still picture
Slowly, she shuts her eyes, sees beyond
Derision has been disguising as laughter
The silence between has become too wide
Arresting the space for hope, second chances
Absence no longer makes the heart yearn
It gives breathing space a lease in solitude
The door opens, a figure dominates the room
She pushes the remote control’s power button
The television screen turns deathly black
He need not know that her hollow, prosaic life
Draws color and joy from a television screen.
She remembers how much they had and lost
These days, his baritone voice comes shadowed
On the air, overwhelmed by his betrayals
The lies in his words obscure his messages
Her memories of their good times mingle
Drearily with thick smoke masking his figure
As, like a tourist in a crowded shopping mall,
He passes her by nay a stare, nay a word
Till his figure disappears behind a narra door
Now a complete stranger in her pallid world
Like a weary traveler frantic for a dropp of water,
She pushes a button; the television comes to life
For some tangled moment, she loses herself
In a certain world once his and hers, once theirs
Secretly, she gaily basks in its luster and light
Hoping they will go back to that place
Hoping it will endure for others, at least.
*Korean telenovela that became very popular in the Philippines.
poem by Cheryl L. DaytecYañgot
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Where Are Your Friends
Came out flying
Around all swimming
Through former bad roads
And more old buildings
For all the latest sounds
I'm in
So where are your friends
You'll get in
Came out fighting
But round all singing songs
Sailing and failing
To find out where we belong
For all the latest sounds
I'm in
So where are your friends
You'll get in
For all the latest sounds
I'm in
So where are your friends
Yeah, you'll get in.
song performed by by Gomez
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