Poems
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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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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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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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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Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire!
I do wander everywhere,
Swifter than the moon's sphere;
And I serve the Fairy Queen,
To dew her orbs upon the green;
The cowslips tall her pensioners be;
In their gold coats spots you see;
Those be rubies, fairy favours;
In those freckles live their savours;
I must go seek some dewdrops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
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All actors look for them-the defining moments
When what a character does is what he is.
The script may say, He goes to the door
And exits or She goes out the door stage left.
But you see your fingers touching the doorknob,
Closing around it, turning it
As if by themselves. The latch slides
Out of the strike-plate, the door swings on its hinges,
And you're about to take that step
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I set out with a pack
and a question I could not name,
walking into a landscape
that asked nothing of me
except that I keep moving.
Around me were strangers —
boots scuffed, stories unspoken,
eyes carrying their own weather.
We walked together
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A slender friend, not long, not wide,
Sixteen to twenty-six inches inside.
From spring's first thaw to autumn's cool,
He's busy, breaking nature's rule.
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The devil laughs at prayers we say,
And church doors opened, day by day.
He sees the Bible on the shelf,
And thinks he's won, for himself.
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Very often an auspicious land comes
In my profound imagination,
I stare at it
In absolute amazement,
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A man once shone, in golden gleam,
A Muisca king, a waking dream.
With sticky sap and dust so bright,
He stood arrayed in shining light.
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The Death of Russian Democracy
Gorbachev, your heart opened
To the West's democracy
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Well, money must be abundant in the Dail.
While the deprived of Ireland have none at all.
The man who is giving it away is called Micheál.
He is sending it to Ukraine for a weapons call.
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What happens in that apartment?
A dimly lit one: how many people stay there?
What do they do?
What do they eat?
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She kisses my bloody wrist
She wipes the tears from my eyes
She whispers It'll be fine, my love
Wait and see, I wont leave
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If they dare persecute me, let it come,
And should you ever ask, I would tell:
I constructed a faith like Noah's Ark,
No flood nor storm could dare dispel.
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Geloof als opvoeding niet als keuze, geloof als cultuur, geloof als politiek instrument voor excuusmuren. Van de 100 gelovigen die ik ontmoet zijn er drie die geloven vanuit het hart! Doet er niet welke stroming! Veel nationalisme, chauvinisme, onderdrukking komt voort van achter de muren waarachter men zich veilig waant. Ook die polariseren dragen jalaba's en keppels! Risico van waan uit geloof is onoprechtheid is arrogantie, de waan dat jouw idee of jouw overtuiging boven die van de ander staat! Geloof die niet verbindt maar splijt vanuit haar eigen gelijk is geen geloof maar doctrine! Respecteer elkaar, intiem is de seksualiteit en intiem zijn ook je overtuigingen houdt ze ongevraagd voor jezelf en dring ze niet op! Geloof niet als reden noemen van oorlogen en haat maar de domheid van de mens, de mensmisbruiker, de mensen zijn verantwoordelijk voor wantoestanden niet een naam, overtuiging of vlag die toevallig daartoe wordt misbruikt op dat moment!
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Small rooms I enter.
I squat and read the scribbles.
Did fingers write these?
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Coming home from the park,
Short trousers, and grazes on my knee,
I know I'm late, it's getting dark.
I wonder what's for tea?
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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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Beautiful is the 'thank you'
Wrapped with gratitude,
Offered to peace prone people
Who offer what is real-themselves
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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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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
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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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