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I've been very fortunate in the things I've had in my life. But, at the same time, I wish I had the same types of memories as everyone else.

quote by Alfonso Ribeiro
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About Love I Had Been Very Naive

About love I had been very naive, believed like Visser,
tried to keep my life for you
as if it comes from the Creator’s hand from above,

saved my life for ten years for you
and I was prepared to suffer through it,
tried to keep my life for you

waited in my best years to have you,
time passed as if I was dreaming
and I was prepared to suffer through it,

and I tried to hold to integrity and was devout,
waited on you and you were far off,
time passed as if I was dreaming

while I believed that the same star was leading us
saw signs, things in your smallest gesture,
waited on you and you were far off

and now after twenty years we are standing in front of each other.
About love I had been very naive, believed like Visser
saw signs, things in your smallest gesture,
as if it comes from the Creator’s hand from above.

(Reference: from Euheu fugaces by A.G. Visser.

“maar eenmaal in die lewe kom
die liefde weergaloos;
en eenmaal in die gaarde blom
volmaak ‘n wonderroos.”

My English translation:

“but once in life comes
love without equal;
and once in the garden is flowering
perfectly a wondrous rose.”)

poem by Gert Strydom
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Among All Lovely Things My Love Had Been

AMONG all lovely things my Love had been;
Had noted well the stars, all flowers that grew
About her home; but she had never seen
A glow-worm, never one, and this I knew.

While riding near her home one stormy night
A single glow-worm did I chance to espy;
I gave a fervent welcome to the sight,
And from my horse I leapt; great joy had I.

Upon a leaf the glow-worm did I lay,
To bear it with me through the stormy night:
And, as before, it shone without dismay;
Albeit putting forth a fainter light.

When to the dwelling of my Love I came,
I went into the orchard quietly;
And left the glow-worm, blessing it by name,
Laid safely by itself, beneath a tree.

The whole next day, I hoped, and hoped with fear;
At night the glow-worm shone beneath the tree;
I led my Lucy to the spot, 'Look here,'
Oh! joy it was for her, and joy for me!

poem by William Wordsworth
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I Have Been Very Sick

I HAVE BEEN VERY SICK

I have been very sick
I might have died-
I thank God
I am still alive-

poem by Shalom Freedman
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I've been very fortunate to be able to use my series as a platform to show a good message for the kids.

quote by Chuck Norris
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I've been very fortunate. I feel very thankful. I've been able to come home and do some fun things and make it exciting for people here at home.

quote by Roger Clemens
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I've been very fortunate to be involved in all the Super Bowls, to see some World Series, to cover heavyweight championship fights; I've been to the Olympics and seen every sporting event there is.

quote by Will McDonough
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You don't really get to pick and chose what you would like to be doing. But I've been very fortunate, and I think water seeks its own level. You do gravitate towards things that you would get off on.

quote by Bill Paxton
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People so far have been very fond of the Robert Altman movie, as I am, and when one things goes well it shines light on your other projects and now I seem to have a number of projects that are moving forward.

quote by Bob Balaban
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Experimental high energy physics research is a group effort. I have been very fortunate to have had outstanding students and colleagues who have made invaluable contributions to the research with which I have been associated.

quote by Jerome Isaac Friedman
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So I've done my fair share of theater. I have also been very fortunate in that I've been able to come to New York two or three times a year just to see as many shows as possible. I think the live theater culture here is incredible.

quote by Neil Patrick Harris
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I've been very fortunate to be able to jump around. I just did this really wonderful film called Map of the World. That was a real, amazing, dramatic story. Then I did a movie called Company Men, a little comedy about the Bay of Pigs.

quote by Sigourney Weaver
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Its Been Very Hard

Mm - ad lib
Its been very hard,
Oh, its been very hard,
Mm, ah, been very hard.
Ah - ad lib
Its been very hard, ah - ad lib
I wanna know, I wanna know,
Why times so hard.
Ah - ad lib
Hard times are over.
Its been so hard.
Ah - ad lib
Its been so hard.
Ah - ad lib

song performed by Yoko Ono
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Its Been Very Hard

Mm - ad lib
Its been very hard,
Oh, its been very hard,
Mm, ah, been very hard.
Ah - ad lib
Its been very hard, ah - ad lib
I wanna know, I wanna know,
Why times so hard.
Ah - ad lib
Hard times are over.
Its been so hard.
Ah - ad lib
Its been so hard.
Ah - ad lib

song performed by Yoko Ono
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Very Deep In The Dark Moonlit Night

Very deep in the dark moonlit night
I still hear the sound of doves
where the whole night they coo, whisper and laugh;
I see the yellow moon glowing as a sickle
where it hangs high above the horizon,
there are thunderbolts lashing thundering,
in blinding flashes of blue-white light
with the doves scattering scared over the roof
when the storm walks nearer through the tree branches.

poem by Gert Strydom
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I had been lost deep into the big city (free verse pantoum)

I had been lost deep into the big city,
in alleys circling almost endless around me
with only the fuel fumes
hanging almost cuddling around.

In alleys circling almost endless around me
I could not find my way in the darkness
hanging almost cuddling around,
I could not even see the stars.

I could not find my way in the darkness
with only the fuel fumes,
I could not even see the stars:
I had been lost deep into the big city.

poem by Gert Strydom
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Who Has Been In Charge of the Press Releases?

As long as we keep them depicted,
As needy heathens...
This will provide all the incentive we need,
To maintain our delusions.
With the same marketing tactics.
And keeping those ignorant believing we are better.

Who has been in charge of the press releases?
I don't care who they voted for!
This 'liberal' atmosphere has gotten out of hand.
Before you know it...
Everyone will believe they are here to 'think'.
And we will lose our status of being a great people.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Very Few Know The Difference

The attention given to not paying it...
Will soon be in conversations mentioned.

To refuse to get involve and to solve what is seen,
When it appears initially on the scene...
Has produced its regrets!
In such an obviousness.

And...
There is no 'catch up' in time to be gotten either.
It is easier to forget...
That which one should have never forgotten.

A loss of self respect...
Will not generate a life of sweetened fragrances.

There are steps one takes that should connect,
To strengthen one's comprehension that identifies a purpose.
And very few know the difference between purpose...
That has lost a vision and a vision that has no depth to be seen.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There's been a death in the opposite house

There's been a death in the opposite house
As lately as to-day.
I know it by the numb look
Such houses have alway.

The neighbors rustle in and out,
The doctor drives away.
A window opens like a pod,
Abrupt, mechanically;

Somebody flings a mattress out,--
The children hurry by;
They wonder if It died on that,--
I used to when a boy.

The minister goes stiffly in
As if the house were his,
And he owned all the mourners now,
And little boys besides;

And then the milliner, and the man
Of the appalling trade,
To take the measure of the house.
There'll be that dark parade

Of tassels and of coaches soon;
It's easy as a sign,--
The intuition of the news
In just a country town.

poem by Emily Dickinson
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It’s quiet, very quiet in the veldt

It’s quiet, very quiet in the veldt
even the crickets and grasshoppers
are without sound

and the chopper drones away
leaving me and Johnny
and a few other men

with a Bushmen tracker
to follow a enemy spoor
and suddenly we walk straight in
to a ambush, right into a trap

and Johnny is dead, shot through the head
and three others as well and it feels as if I am in hell
and I am talking to myself

trying to get my bearings while firing at the enemy,
killing some and throwing two grenades
to advice them of my serious intentions

and the enemy shooting stops, as does that
of me and my men and I smell death
and are nauseous to the point of retching

and it’s quiet, very quiet in the veldt
even the crickets and grasshoppers
are without sound.

poem by Gert Strydom
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Blockhouses had been erected right over the country

Blockhouses had been erected right over the country,
farms had been entered and burnt to the ground,
Livestock and animals had been slaughtered
and women and children were rounded up
and interned into death camps.

Young boys
were set against white walls
and firing squads
was set against them

and a super power
clenched its fist around this country
and stood gigantic
against every Boer farmer.

l’Envoi
That time will be forever black
in history
with the misdeeds of the British
that is well known
and the ruination of a nation, arousing from it
where women and children perished as targets
at the commands of Horatio Herbert Kitchener.

[Note: My own great grandmother died in a British concentration camp and my great grandfather was sent by the British to St. Helena as a prisoner of war and as a result of this, my grandfather(Gert Strydom) grew up in a orphanage.]

poem by Gert Strydom
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