Deadmans Curve
The street was desserted late friday night
We were buggin each other while we sat out the light
We both popped our clutch when the light turned green
You should have heard the wine from my screamin machine
I flew past la brea, down to crescent heights
And all the jag could see were my six tail lights
He passed me at doheny and I started to swerve
But I pulled her out and there we were at deadmans curve
Deadmans curve is no place to play
Deadmans curve
Well, the last thing I remember doc.
I started to swerve, and then I saw the jag slide into the curb
I know Ill never forget that horrible sight
I found out for myself, that everyone was right
Wont come back from deadmans curve
Deadmans curve is no place to play
Deadmans curve you best keep away
Deadmans curve I can hear them say
Wont come back from deadmans curve
song performed by by Carpenters
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I am just at that stage of wondering where I go from here. I came into this business almost by accident, but now it has become serious. What started as a bit of fun, something to do other than be a model, has taken on a different career curve. I have been forced to ask where that curve is going to end up.
quote by Cameron Diaz
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The Learning Curve
I reach with my eyes
The light curve and the variations in light intensity
From eclipsing binary stars.
The time becomes a phase
I touch with my soul
The curve of love between me and you
Ephemerally being, I still believe in eternal.
I carry the new life.
The curve of love, like a painful river
Between death and life
I can swim in its water of faith and piety
To reach the understanding.
We are getting old
And all we can do
Is to deep-freeze our memories.
We learn to love.
Catholic and Orthodox,
Pentecostals and Baptists,
We learn that only love can change our souls,
We learn to become eternal.
I reach the curve of rainbow with my eyes,
When the water droplets after the rain
Sent out colors at different angles.
The water droplets are prisms, my eyes are prisms.
I understand why God made a promise
To the people
That 'never again shall there be a flood to destroy the earth.'
Making the rainbow the sign of His covenant.
And we ought to do the same thing-to make promises to God.
Between the light curve decomposed into rainbow colors
And the mobile marine blue curve of the horizon,
God's tears
Falls to earth for our life.
I let the soul to soar to the High
And I remove the sin blocks that keep me stuck.
I understand the primordial sin.
I know that we are descendents
Of Adam and Eve,
But we are also
God's sons and daughters.
I understand the learning curve.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Curved Eyelash
I could feel the vibration of your screams in the air.
I could perceive your sight touching this vibration, by curving the time.
I could understand this vibrating touch.
I could realize the sense of curve
And the sight of the second curve, the sigmoid curve.
The air would be very much compressed, it would beget the sound..
The twinkle in your eye would be aslant
Through an opening and it would reach the ground,
By gliding rapidly along your very long, curved eyelash...
You would re-enter your own world, deep inside you,
You would become the curve in itself.
Love would become an unstable point of equilibrium...
A grey cloud would form when the air would be heated by the sun
And a sphere of incumbency would engrave your insular thinking.
I wouldn’t be able to keep that second anymore.
The second would glide between my fingers
My praying fingers.
The horizon by the sea
Would be photoengraved with corals and shells..
The eye horizon would receive this for comprehensiveness....
That would shiver the universe...
You would be awake, you would be able to be revived.....
poem by Marieta Maglas
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By moving them vertically, a representative mean curve could be formed, and individual events were then characterized by individual logarithmic differences from the standard curve.
quote by Charles Francis Richter
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One Lifes Enough
Theres a scene
Theres a scene
Indelible, it hangs before my eyes
Indelible, it hangs before my eyes
In our teens, incredibly
In our teens, incredibly
Together with no ties.
Together with no ties.
That was a life enough for me
That was a life enough for me
One lifes enough for me.
One lifes enough for me.
Throw back your heard
Throw back your heard
Let yout body curve
Let yout body curve
Into the long grass of the bed
Into the long grass of the bed
Pull me down into your hair
Pull me down into your hair
And Ill push and swerve
And Ill push and swerve
As we both gasp in the evening air
As we both gasp in the evening air
Yeah -- -- -- -- --
Yeah -- -- -- -- --
Throw back your head
Throw back your head
Ley your body curve
Ley your body curve
Into the long grass of the bed
Into the long grass of the bed
Pull me down into your hair
Pull me down into your hair
And Ill push and swerve
And Ill push and swerve
As we both gasp in the evening air
As we both gasp in the evening air
song performed by by Who
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Steel Tormentor
(m - weikath, l - deris)
Headles
Pulling the machine down
Coming to the low sound
Feeling like a real man
Racing
Flashing fom down under
Flesh and blood and thunder
Trembling wheel in cold hand
Faster, much faster-
Wot a human speed disaster
Deeper, much deeper
On thru the void I caster
Im a steel tormentor
And I speed round evry curve
Im a mean inperator
Of my intimate machine
Turkey
Near to devastation
Losing all my patience
Cannot make this kit fly
Danger
Muscular contraction
Out for satisfaction
Mere intoxication
Nightride, its nightride now-
Try to catch my tail lights
So sad, Im so sad
But you wont ever suck my steel bride
Im a steel tormentor
And I speed round evry curve
Im a mean inperator
Of my intimate machine
song performed by by Helloween
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Highway
Verse 1:
I love a fast car and you got a fast ride so
Won't you take me for a spin out on ya highway
Cuz, it's raining outside and
I know that a drive might sound a little crazy but
I feel that it's time
So, speed it up
Slow it down
Put it back, in reverse
My directions, pay attention
To my every word
We can bump, we can swerve
But watch out for that curve
On ya highway
Chorus:
Engines, roaring
Bodies, exploring
Hold on tight were going all the way
We can go 80 miles an hour
90 miles an hour
As long as ya driving then it's o.k. cause I
Love it riding on ya highway
Verse 2:
Now, lets take it nice and slow
And I'll tell you were to go
I'll whisper to you softly when I see the signs
I, look over to see you and your checking out the rear view
I'll control the stick you drive between the lines
So, speed it up, slow it down
Put it back, in reverse
My directions
Pay attention to my every word
We can bump, we can swerve
But watch out for that curve
On ya highway
(Chorus)
Bridge:
Take me to another place (somewhere)
Where you can touch my face (somewhere)
Where you can kiss my waist (somewhere)
That I can show you
(Chorus)
song performed by by Christina Milian
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Cat Carcass
Last Night two storm cats above roof
my two eyeballs were difficult to close
now I 'm very sleepy
Before that night a child cat was hit taxi
in the grandpa house curve
the taxi driver took the cat carcass
it was buried in the corner curve
while he pray to kept away from the bad fate
like the kitten
but I did not know
whether the prayer of the taxi driver had permited
I myself confuse
now the cat child remained one
is sleeping his mother brazz
poem by Prasetya Utama
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Hyperbola & Parabola
A friend of mine wants to take his daughter to a Montessori school in Riverside,
Where the Director is my old mathematician teacher.
(A daughter of a Supreme court Judge)
She acts as she doesn't recognize me
And I heard that she entirely forgotten our mother tongue too
As she won't touch the spicy food now.
Never mind Ms.Paranola but still I remember the Trigonometry lessons you taught us enthusiastically;
Hyperbola: ' The curve produced by a cut made through a cone at an angle with the base greater than that of the side of the cone.'
Dear Ms.Paranola,
I am so sorry but I have to mention this to you that I am a Parabola now.
(A curve like that path of an object that's thrown into the air and falls back to Earth.)
*Dedication to Ms.Luisa.Moldonado
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Japa-yajna
Carrier wave; sine curve; you see it
on the heartscan lifescreen
in the intensive care ward
as if with no regard for you
it’s self-sufficient; sufficient to the self;
the same curve that the flute’s note makes onscreen,
pure as Krishna’s smile; his lips
making breath into sound
hear that, hear that which
runs day and night; repetition
that always never does repeat
and only when you’re still
will you know with Krishna
the sound of inner sacrifice
that never ends and yet
so pure it’s given beyond sought;
flute’s sound beyond all sound;
how still the room is now.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Flight
When the sacred kingfisher is flying,
It is frantically flapping its wings to
The sand of the sea,
In a form of a deep curve as a rainbow.
Its flight is most like a deep, steady wing beat
To fly higher and higher.
Its wing seemingly bites the air.
So skilled at flying
Is the sacred kingfisher
And so naturally suited to the sky
That it can frantically flap its wings to
The sand of the sea.
In a form of a deep curve as a rainbow.
From that deep curve comes its screaming
And the white bleeding rain,
While the bird is frantically flapping its wings to
The sea water
To eat its silent prey
And to become a broken winged bird,
That cannot fly
Any longer.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Out of sight? What of that?
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Out of sight? What of that?
See the Bird—reach it!
Curve by Curve—Sweep by Sweep—
Round the Steep Air—
Danger! What is that to Her?
Better 'tis to fail—there—
Than debate—here—
Blue is Blue—the World through—
Amber—Amber—Dew&mda sh;Dew—
Seek—Friend—and see—
Heaven is shy of Earth—that's all—
Bashful Heaven—thy Lovers small—
Hide—too—from thee—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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Journeys End For The Poet
i am at my journeys end
looking back at my life, family, friends.
all my life i tried to be, smiling, happy, and carefree.
but! at times life throws you a curve ball
just to see if you have the gall.
to turn your life completly around
and to see if you have found.
all the beauties that GOD has given to us.
if in him we put our trust.
the curve ball is not to strike you out
but to see if you'll fight that bout.
the fight is not physical
but a raging war within you
so that you may see, right from wrong
and to grow big and strong.
this is the life that i am seeing
and this is the life that i'm not believing.
so many times i had the chance to
pick up the slack.
but i refused, and turned my back.
what must it take for us to see
the love from our family.
in life we all need a helping hand
let's just stop and take a stand.
we can not do everything in life alone
that is something that is shown.
even CHRIST needed help
so to the apostles, the cards he dealt.
he showed the apostles that if their belief is great.
the words they teach, is not too late.
like everyone else, i see the journeys end
but! through my poetry- i found my friends.
we do not have to do special deeds
' just help someone that's in need'.
this is what GOD wants us to learn
it is time we take our turn.
let us keep the children in sight
when we pick up our pens-' and start to write'.
if we could save just one child through our words
then we'll know that we've been heard.
' poetry is the key'
to set a childs mind free.
poem by Louis Rams
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The Innocent Louse
The louse can live its entire life
on the curve of a cat’s tail
boring tiny burrows
for homes and suburbs in the flesh
with a body and a system
made for sense
and perception of a world
made of nothing but long cat hair
cat skin, cat marrow and blood
living a life of curve and wave
and bristling burrowing luxury
breathing mere inches
from quick forelimbs with scratching nails
and pursed lips ready to press and taste
tongue salivating
a jaw made to press and spit
dead husks and rendered shadows
the mouth stained
dripping
with teeth
poem by by unknown author
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Boats To Build
It's time for a change
I'm tired of that same ol' same
The same ol' words the same ol' lines
The same ol' tricks and the same ol' rhymes
Days precious days
Roll in and out like waves
I got boards to bend I got planks to nail
I got charts to make I got seas to sail
I'm gonna build me a boat
With these two hands
It'll be a fair curve
From a noble plan
Let the chips fall where they will
Cause I've got boats to build
Sails are just like wings
The wind can make 'em sing
Songs of life songs of hope
Songs to keep your dreams afloat
I'm gonna build me a boat
With these two hands
It'll be a fair curve
From a noble plan
Let the chips fall where they will
Cause I've got boats to build
Shores distant shores
There's where I'm headed for
Got the stars to guide my way
Sail into the light of day
I'm gonna build me a boat
With these two hands
It'll be a fair curve
From a noble plan
Let the chips fall where they will
Cause I've got boats to build
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Angelic Light
Spirited light touches us in hearts of light,
Our beauty plummets in front of them;
The gaze of distaste manicures our faces of light,
Gauze and metals will collect these rays.
Open us in wings, for lightness means pain,
As angels curve and swerve for our pleasure;
Behold their span and see how wonderful their dance,
For the divine heat is overwhelming us now.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Boats To Build (feat. Alan Jackson)
It's time for a change
I'm tired of that same ol same
The same ol words the same ol lines
The same ol tricks and the same ol rhymes
Days precious days
Roll in and out like waves
I got boards to bend I got planks to nail
I got charts to make I got seas to sail
I'm gonna build me a boat
With these two hands
Itll be a fair curve
From a noble plan
Let the chips fall where they will
Cause I've got boats to build
Sails are just like wings
The wind can make em sing
Songs of life songs of hope
Songs to keep your dreams afloat
I'm gonna build me a boat
With these two hands
Itll be a fair curve
From a noble plan
Let the chips fall where they will
Cause I've got boats to build
Shores distant shores
Theres where I'm headed for
Got the stars to guide my way
Sail into the light of day
I'm gonna build me a boat
With these two hands
Itll be a fair curve
From a noble plan
Let the chips fall where they will
Cause I've got boats to build
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Flight Of Stairs
Stairs fly as straight as hawks;
Or else in spirals, curve out of curve, pausing
At a ledge to poise their wings before relaunching.
Stairs sway at the height of their flight
Like a melody in Tristan;
Or swoop to the ground with glad spread of their feathers
Before they close them.
They curiously investigate
The shells of buildings,
A hollow core,
Shell in a shell.
Useless to produce their path to infinity
Or turn it to a moral symbol,
For their flight is ambiguous, upwards or downwards as you please;
Their fountain is frozen,
Their concertina is silent.
Submitted by Stephen Fryer
poem by Arthur Seymour John Tessimond
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I'm not subject to their rise and fall because I'm not accepted by them, so I have my own little curve going on. A lot of it is because of how much I play, I think I connect like when all you had was Vaudeville, I think I have an audience by performing a lot!
quote by Leo Kottke
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'm not subject to their rise and fall because I'm not accepted by them, so I have my own little curve going on. A lot of it is because of how much I play, I think I connect like when all you had was Vaudeville, I think I have an audience by performing a lot!
quote by Leo Kottke
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