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Ambrose Bierce

Imagination. A warehouse of facts, with poet and liar in joint ownership.

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The Poet And The Lonely Lady

one summer a poet writes about
true love
and happiness
and this lonely lady
chances upon the lines of this poet

and she has tasted the sweetness
of happiness that love can bring

she loves every word in the poem
feels the ecstasy of every line
and every night
she says she cannot sleep
thinking, feeling,
wanting to be lost and be held in
his arms

she decides to love
the poet
ultimately
she travels to the place stated in his address
hoping to see him
so she will finally know
his love that touches her
in the bottom
of her heart

only to find out
it is sad
that the address does not exist
and the poet does not live there
and does not even
exist
perhaps only in the imagination
of those who want to love
and be loved

she is so sad she jumps into
a conclusion that love is a
lie
that the poet is a
liar

since then, she stops reading the poems
of that poet
(or any other poet)
who never dies
because he for once never ever lived
in the first place

except the poem
perhaps
which to date still convinces lonely ladies to live and believe
to love and be loved

that which defines
what love is
where love is found

and find it somehow in the arms of one
who is real, like it is alive, like it is true
to the one beside her
who touches her
with his
warm hands
who melts
her in his eyes

because
even unwritten by any poet

this love is still so beautiful....

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Me, the Poet? and She?

Me the Poet? and she?

Any time I am to handle her
It is a pleasure to both
She accommodates me so well
And accepts all my maneuvers
With silence and giving me
Signs of her enjoying
Each move and touch of mine

It is always a new experience
When I approach her
For negotiating her
As each time her curves and shades change
Apparently exciting me

The product of our association
Is also a pleasure to us
And to others as well
As the outputs always have
Something new to convey
And something new to show up
They display more the
Reflections of me while
They invariably inherit her beauty

The conception of the product is
Instantaneous and it is triggered
Mostly by the environment we are in

While I have words to express
My longing for her
She never once uttered a word
On the love she has for me
But she herself is an expression
More than her love

It is her blessing I am able to
Maintain my relations with her
She at times chooses to stay
Off me when I am drowned in
Thoughts not congenial for our getting close

Her inviting beauty
Her flexibility to suit my moods
Her tolerance to my non-sense
Her exciting curves
Her awesome shades and
Her intoxicating scent
Made me lost to her
Whenever I am in her vicinity
And I am a lifetime prisoner
To this marvelous creation

Hold on friends
Stop your imagination
Written in love for
The language I use while scripting
Me, the poet and
She, the English

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POET and POETESS

Poet and Poetess can write words oh so sweet.
They can make you throb inside,
make you feel the heat.

Poet and Poetess can write words oh so strong.
They can make you hurt inside,
make you feel what's wrong.

They take on love.
They take on hate.
They make your mind saturate
with tears of joy
and tears of woe
that just grab hold
and won't let go.

Poet and Poetess can write write words oh so true.
They can make you think inside,
make you think things through.

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Dedicatory Poem: To George Sigerson, Poet And Scholar

Two men of art, they say, were with the sons
Of Milé,—a poet and a harp player,
When Milé, having taken Ireland, left
The land to his sons’ rule; the poet was
Cir, and fair Cendfind was the harp player.

The sons of Milé for the kingship fought—
(Blithely, with merry sounds, the old poem says)
Eber and Eremon, the sons of Milé
And when division of the land was made
They drew a lot for the two men of art.

With Eber who had won the Northern half
The Harper Cendfind went, and with Eremon
The Northerner, Cir the poet stayed;
And so, the old Book of the Conquests says,
The South has music and the North has lore.

To you who are both of the North and South,
To you who have the music and the lore,
To you in whom Cir and Cendfind are met,
To you I bring the tale of poetry
Left by the sons of Eber and of Eremon.


A leabhráin, gabh amach f&#;n saoghal,
Is do gach n-aon dá mbuaileann leat
Aithris cruinn go maireann Gaedhil,
T’réis cleasa claon nan Gall ar fad.

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I Can't Be Happy With Everything And I Feel That Is True

I can't be happy with everything and I feel that is true
Because some things are happy in my life and others are not

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With eye and with gesture

With eye and with gesture
You say you are holy.
I say you lie;
For I did see you
Draw away your coats
From the sin upon the hands
Of a little child.
Liar!

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Yet Another Poem About The Poet And The Poem

Yet another poem about the poet and the poem
Another self- reflexive indulgence in idle self- definition-
While the real world and the real poetry
Go on in their own way-

As if this poem and this poet
Do not know how
To Exist.

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With silk and thread!

Folks that run with butterfly nets
Over the sun and the moon
Should by their wings regret
Not the shadow of the loom
That clothed their bones
With silk and thread!
And hemmed their starlit souls
With hearts that bled an inky lead
Like harpooned whales

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Romantic Poet And Memory Of Magic Realism - Wael Moreicheh

ROMANTIC POET AND MEMORY OF MAGIC REALISM

life still fact of dream small village
in unfinished seas a sailor can not visit the land
or say can god of souls stopped death for ever

magic realism our story
through broken economic'my economic under zero hours '
as peace in middle east

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The Poet And The Reader

the poet writes his lines
they are all dead
unless the reader comes
and resurrects them

then the poem becomes alive
and begins to read upon itself
the meaning of its existence

there is a bond between the poet
and the reader
a familiarity comes into play
one says> this is what it is
the other says> i know.

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With Trite And Hollow Expressions

Choosing to stay on a journey,
That is basic and simplistic...
With a quality just to address,
Confuses those unaware their deceits...
Only further complicates the steps they have taken,
Seeking to remain to prove others they can defeat...
With trite and hollow expressions to impress,
As they duplicate footsteps of pioneers to repeat.

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With Logistics AND Statistics

It did not take me long,
To realize how phony you were.
I was taught logistics...
Many years ago when I was a kid,
In the military.

And with logistics AND statistics,
As a foundation from which to deduce reality?
The only thing I regret...
Is giving you time to believe,
You could take all the time you needed...
To make me appear to be your fool.

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Smeared With Mud And Smelling Of Fried Chicken

No one clearly appearing from out of the 'blue'...
Smeared with mud and smelling of fried chicken,
Can proclaim an innocence,
Of not being involved in a brawl...
At a backyard bar-b-cue.
To then wish to validate their innocence by saying...
They just arrived from a trip they took to remoted islands.
And they have come to report a case of stolen luggage.
Something in this explanation sounds a bit fishy.

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All These Games / I Make With Words And Poems

All these games
I make with words and poems
Will play for a short time
And then go away as if they never were

I am not a child anymore
But I am still lost in games I do not wish to play
‘Where is Reality? ’ I once wondered
And wonder still
As I close in
my own grave

The simple Beauty of Life
Must keep us alive
As long as we can

Then let the Silence play its melody
And God be the Judge Forever

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Cover It With Gas And Set It On Fire

[studio version appears on the "skycruiser" ep]
Hes a hobble with a wobble at the gang raid [? ? ]
Cover it with gas and set it on fire
Hes a hobble with a wobble at the gang raid [? ? ]
Cover it with gas and set it on fire
Its an earth chock, war plot, peppermint lasso [? ? ] jimmy
Cover it with gas and set it on fire
Its an earth chock, war plot, peppermint lasso [? ? ]
Cover it with gas and set it on fire
Cover it with gas and set it on fire [3x]
Thank you!

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With Angst And Cynical Rhetoric

Why are your commentaries,
So filled with angst and cynical rhetoric?

'I like the way you put that!

If my concerns were printed,
To exclude all delusions...
I would be considered socially unfit.
And with the use of censorship...
You would not be exposed to any of it.

That is why I have chosen,
To edit my own comments.
Ensuring my angst felt with cynical rhetoric,
Would leave you to read between the lines.

To find your own reason,
To mutilate and redefine...
A more intellectual way to express your anger.'

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Familiarity With Self And Confidence

I never before experienced rejection,
Until it was done.
And...
I never before experienced disrespect,
Until that was done.
And...
I never before witnessed bigotry or hatred,
Until that was done.

And...
Living my life being blessed,
Lead me to experience age 63.
But prior to that...
I had no expectations.
Nor had I ever rehearsed...
Anything I did for the first time.
Not one age did I live to repeat.

Familiarity with self and confidence,
Makes things easier to do,
Once one chooses life as an exploration.
And refuses to be slotted as a classification.

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With Wishes And Wants

As radiant and witnessed,
Is the living of life given...
Many are not perceiving this gift,
Their special blessing to awake each day...
With a gratefulness at dawn.
To appreciate the experience.
And all that is connected going on.

And as radiant as each life is,
There are those on missions...
To diminish this brightness!
With wishes and wants,
To increase their selfish feeding.

'Get up and pray,
Each day!
Get up to pray...
Each day,
That is lived.
Get up and pray.

Get up..
And pray,
Each day...
That is lived.
Get up and pray!

Get up...
And pray! '

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Be Done With It and Live

Let it go.
Don't hold onto it,
Any longer than necessary.
Whatever it is deemed important,
Feeding on your peace of mind.
Is it worth it to get no rest...
Behind something that upsets!
And planted there by someone,
Who could care less.
People are like that!
They will do something to another,
And forget.
Let it go!
You can bet...
What they get will come!
It's like one of those what goes around,
Comes back around things!
It's unavoidable.
However...
It makes no sense waiting for that to happen!
Just know that it will!
Let it go.
Be done with it and live!

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With Faith And Not With Fear

There are a few things I've learned about stagnation.
It does not motivate.
It does not create inspiration.
It is not devoted with discipline.
And it collects dust,
From where it sits to be blown away.

Everything that can be witnessed,
Has an expiration date.
There is no guaranteed time given,
To anything
Or anyone,
Sitting to contemplate what it is that should be done.

There are a few things I've learned about stagnation.
And I have mastered over one!
A learning I've done,
Not to listen more than I am willing to experience
My life with faith and not with fear.

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