Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
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You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
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Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
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Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
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It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
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Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
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The free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
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The most important thing we've learned,
So far as children are concerned,
Is never, NEVER, NEVER let
Them near your television set -
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Young palmer sun, that to these shining sands
Pourest thy pilgrim's tale, discoursing still
Thy silver passages of sacred lands,
With news of Sepulchre and Dolorous Hill,
Canst thou be he that, yester-sunset warm,
Purple with Paynim rage and wrack desire,
Dashed ravening out of a dusty lair of Storm,
Harried the west, and set the world on fire?
Hast thou perchance repented, Saracen Sun?
Wilt warm the world with peace and dove-desire?
Or wilt thou, ere this very day be done,
Blaze Saladin still, with unforgiving fire?
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There is heard a hymn when the panes are dim,
And never before or again,
When the nights are strong with a darkness long,
And the dark is alive with rain.
Never we know but in sleet and in snow,
The place where the great fires are,
That the midst of the earth is a raging mirth
And the heart of the earth a star.
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Carnage, purge the world and all it's desires
Carnage, grab the hearse and the lyre
Carnage, we're racing against the clock
And it's illusive concept of time
Where a
Singular point spirals into an abyss
Where it finds itself undefined by
Multiplicital definitions of the void
But the
Void finds itself inside something that has no self
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Unearthed nuclear waste.
A million pounds of toxic.
Hope wasted on you.
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It is raining in November, cotton ball fog hovers over the chilled Saint John city streets.
The decorations look out of place in the rain.
Like Christmas decorations still up in March.
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We're as old as the universe.
Once yours and my atoms were enmeshed
- before the big bang of
creation
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I heard today that continents move apart at the same rate fingernails grow.
I trimmed my nails and moved to paint on your favourite colour of nail polish.
- I painted on mine instead.
I considered the slivers of nail clippings.
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My love, when you're through
living your life without me, find me and come back.
Tara Schley
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if your name is melancholy,
the scant tidbits I know of French.
perfect cold day to down
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As they went about their daily life:
reproducing,
crafting stone tools,
eating berries,
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Hierarchy Of Knowledge Systems
12 p.m.
1a.m
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Beautiful and sad, not unlike a soulful blues rock song by Bonnie Raitt, Her 1991 album. My passengers were a reluctant, annoyed, huffy Audience. It was my new CD and my car.2 songs in they sang and Clapped along. With rolled eyes, they relented. The bubbly friend with Her on key cords eclipsed all our messy voices.
We were pop music Fans, not blues rock fans. All the same while feasting on fast food we Rejoiced! We were neither unhappy wives nor burnt-out Mothers!
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A chickadee alighted beside my window:
Collecting twigs for her nest.
Made warm with;
Down picked from her tail,
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He was majestic.
Soft and fluttery.
Joyful, delicate.
i watched him flitter from
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You can have the perfect setting, yet incomplete
if the skimpy, tattered shorts you wear
spoils paradise, midst this damp late-summer heat
That propels your long-disheveled hair
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I dwell
In the absence
You left behind
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If you die before me
I would jump down into your grave
and hug you so innocently
that angels will become jealous.
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Indoors by technology, outdoors by speedy transport
I travel the world
Today in Japan, tomorrow in Rome,
Next day by an ancient civilization or in Hawaii or Coast Ivory,
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The low lands call
I am tempted to answer
They are offering me a free dwelling
Without having to conquer
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Beautiful is the 'thank you'
Wrapped with gratitude,
Offered to peace prone people
Who offer what is real-themselves
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The Peace Warrior Of Mzansi, among heroes - a colossus!
Sun Of The Nation; a rare gift of Providence.
Once, entangled in the web of racist succubus;
Unruffled he declares before High Justice:
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(This is a composition in Pilipino Language the first one I did, the only one, and hope some of the Filipinos will get this funny poem in this site. The poem is updated with English translation)
Noong taong otsenta dekada
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Love and lust are poles apart.
Lust is chaos, love is art.
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Rappelle-toi Barbara
Il pleuvait sans cesse sur Brest ce jour-là
Et tu marchais souriante
Épanouie ravie ruisselante
...
you put this pen
in my hand and you
take the pen from you put this pen
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On this dry prepared path walk heavy feet.
This is not "dinner music." This is a power structure.
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"Come, pretty birds, present your lays,
And learn to chaunt a goddess praise;
Ye wood-nymphs, let your voices be
Employ'd to serve her deity:
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If you had the choice of two women to wed,
(Though of course the idea is quite absurd)
And the first from her heels to her dainty head
Was charming in every sense of the word:
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A little while, a little while,
The weary task is put away,
And I can sing and I can smile,
Alike, while I have holiday.
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Between us now and here -
Two thrown together
Who are not wont to wear
Life's flushest feather -
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"Faith" is a fine invention
When Gentlemen can see—
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