Quotes about blur, page 2
Terrorist Riders In The Sky
A very dark rewrite of the classic song-Ghost Riders In The Sky
Well ole Bin Laden went camel ridin' one dark and windy day
Upon an evil throne he planned as he went along his way
When all at once it came to him
Out of the stormy black sky
The perfect plan to destory those nasty hated Americans
With a flame of maddness alight in his eyes he saw
burning in the stormy skies
Aeroplanes on fire with their steel wings melting
As aboard the passengers kept right on screaming
Their bodies burnt crisp and black and their decaying breath he could feel
A bolt of sheer joy shot through him as the pieces of his horrid vision fell from the sky
For he saw America falling to its collective knees hard and he heard those monster's cries of triumph
Chorus
J-J-Jihad ohhh ohh ohh
J-J-J-Jihad
[...] Read more
poem by Ramona Thompson
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Impressionism in paint, in music, in words
To know the impossible to be impossible
and yet to love the attempt;
to demonstrate that beauty is eternal, yet
seen only in that moment now,
never to be captured, ever changing -
'evanescent' holds a little of the sound of it -
this, the heroic failure that betokens love.
Monet was that hero. For perhaps you may
catch beauty's shadow in a photograph;
even glimpse its joy, there, in the sound of song;
but try to catch it - dab by dab of brush -
when in the time it takes to do this, yet another leaf
- there, watch it as it drops -
has fallen from that distant orange-yellow-brown
blur of an autumn wood - knowing as you render nature's generality
or catch a church, a haystack, in a sundown glow,
that all things pass -
that love's heroic: and when, in irony that surely
needs no underlining, blindness comes upon you, yet
[...] Read more
poem by Michael Shepherd
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Twilight the poem
A narrative poem about the book Twilight
Mountains of rain pouring down.
Slapping hard against the ground.
To one girl named Bella swan.
The rain and thunder were oh so wrong.
She moved from Pheonix a place with sun.
Filled with laughter and so much fun.
To a place with rain and cloud filled skies.
A horrible sight for her tear filled eyes.
In a small town was not much to see.
School was the for her place to be.
At lunch she saw a beautiful face.
Of a small girl with godlike grace.
Her name was alice she was told.
Her eyes where the coulor of fine spun gold.
At Alice's table four other sat.
Who dissapeared just like that.
But before they left Bella was shown.
A beauty that is seldom known.
[...] Read more
poem by Silence Dogood
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Old Walleye
OLD WALL EYE AND OTHER SHARKS.
Tale tales and true. Many stories have been recounted about “OLD WALL EYE”, he lived in real memory, and he was not a figment of too much ‘rum and coffee’. Our ‘friend’ lives out from Brunswick Heads, he has one good eye.
This “Bushy”, read ‘watery’ yarn comes from a personal experience. This must make me 121 years old. Also read; he for she, she for he?
OLD WALL EYE, he was big and brown, he had a huge set of teeth and he terrified us. A dog? A bull? no a bloody great shark that’s what old wall eye was. He lived near Brunswick Heads N.S.W.; He lived in deep water and was notorious amongst the trawler men and the boaties. He wrecked so many prawn nets and ‘took’ so many fish, always distinguished by his one white eye, can’t remember which was the good eye, it may have been his starboard one.
He was a legend, he was not a figment of some bodies imagination. Ask any fisherman from up here and they will relate a story of this huge BRONZE WHALER. My mate John and myself can tell you first hand of our encounter with the toothy creature from the deep.
John owned a fiberglass bond wood boat, it was distinguished by the name ‘GOTCHA’. When the Bar Mouth was flat as a ‘night carters hat’, we would down tools and head out for few hours of fishing. Mostly we fish the local reef and if conditions allowed head for the 38’s. So here we are; anchored and down goes the 70lb lines with ‘pillies’ for bait, got some bites and landed some nice Schnapper, John suggests he has caught Australia, you fisher persons will relate to hooking the bottom. The only option is to keep hauling in until the hook lets go or the line breaks. For some time John hauls away but still the weight remains on the line. We both know something big has been hooked up, sharks mostly take a run and break you off, this was to be an exception. SO, what was this dead weight, it was not long before the question was answered.
Out of the murky deep an apparition of huge proportions becomes very evident, John has hauled to the surface “The Legend”, the, “walled eyed monster”. Two blokes with normally complacent personalities are incredulous at the size of this fish, GOTCHA is 18 feet long, the monster is nearly as long, it quietly surveys us, we survey it and a stand off is happening. The rest of the narrative will be a blur; a knife is produced, the line is cut, the motor started, the anchor is retrieved and we get to buggery out of there. WE have had our encounter with ‘OLD WALL EYE’ AND SURVIVED!
This chronicle is mentioned else where on the WWW, more ‘at length’ narratives? (www.johnfarls.com) , described as JOHN D. FARLEY, SUPERBLOG.
OLD WALL EYE.
He was big and mean he was brown, teeth resplendent white, some will imagine an animal that barks.
Well I can tell that, he was all that but not the Junkyard Dog, he’s marine, and from the 38’s this bugger harks and rules the ocean oh supreme.
Brunswick Heads, the “Rocky Boardwalk South” will be where this recount emanates.
[...] Read more
poem by John D. Farley
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Line Begins To Blur
There are things I said I would never do
There are fears I can not believe have come true
For my soul is too sick and it's too little and too late
and myself I have grown to weary to hate
The more I stay in here
The more it's not so clear
The more I stay in here
The more I disappear
As far as I have gone
I knew what side I'm on
But now I'm not so sure
The line begins to blur
There's somebody on top of me
I don't know I don't know
Is anyone stopping me?
I don't know I don't know
I won't try and hold my breath
I don't know I don't know
Just how far can I go
I don't know I don't know
[...] Read more
song performed by Nine Inch Nails
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
The Line Begins To Blur
There are things that I said I would never do
There are fears that I can not believe have come true
For my soul is too sick and too little and too late
and myself I have grown to weary to hate
The more I stay in here
The more it's not so clear
The more I stay in here
The more I disappear
As far as I have gone
I knew what side I'm on
But now I'm not so sure
The line begins to blur
There's somebody on top of me
I don't know I don't know
Isn't anyone stopping me?
I don't know I don't know
I won't try and hold my breath
I don't know I don't know
Just how far down can I go
I don't know I don't know I don't know
[...] Read more
song performed by Nine Inch Nails
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Electro Shock Faders
Long black dress
Hawaian shirt
Kicking pair of trainers
Electro shock faders
Guiding your voice through your veins
Sick of all this working
Longing for a sinking
Long black dress
Hawaian shirt
Kicking pair of trainers
Electro shock faders
Guiding your voice through your veins
Sick of all this working
Longing for a sinking
Ship that rules the bottom of the sea
A bottle as a prison not really my idea
Of a perfect environment it makes you see
Everythings a blur
Do you know what I mean
Long black dress
[...] Read more
song performed by Hooverphonic
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Blur The Technicolor
Falling down I am a psychoholic
Erratic and sure I cannot fail
Replay slow smooth and automatic
Go easy riding danger
Yeah - two guns west I ride an instamatic
Polaroid rat crucifixion nail
Antenna down cruising in the deep red
Mouth of a demon angel
Get it on!
Get it on!
Get it on!
Get it on!
Yeah! rush of blood burn through my face
And vicious t-bird breed on the whore
Wonder wheel cool and hellamatic
Go easy riding danger
Yeah - shadowplay I blur the technicolor
Stain a holy bed - a diamond way
Blackened core clear fuk-o-matic
Mouth of a demon angel
[...] Read more
song performed by Rob Zombie
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
New World
New world {x4}
When the sharpest vibration
Saves u from obliteration
The intelligence of your bed reacts
Covering u head 2 toe with an air-filled sack
Chorus:
When the lines blur every boy and girl
How we gonna make it in this brave new world?
Love 4 one another - new world
Love 4 one another - new world
When u wanna find some isolation
But the tracker u got from vaccination (keeps playin)
Keeps playin - ull never walk alone (over and over)
Theyre always listening, especially on the phone
Chorus
Wait a minute
New world
Did u hear about the new pill? it feels like sex!
Guaranteed 2 thrill with no ill side-effects
A pill that will stop the wrinkles, a pill that will stop the pain
[...] Read more
song performed by Prince
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Green & Gray
Im in a room full of people, hanging on one persons breath.
We would all vote him most likely to be loved to death.
I hope he still wants it, but it might remind him of when,
He aimed for the bulls eye and hit it nine times out of ten.
That one time his hand slipped, and I saw the dart sail away.
I dont know where it landed, but Im guessing between green and gray.
We thought nothing of it, but it still haunts him like a ghost.
With all eyes upon him, except two that matter the most.
He says green is the color everyone sees al around me.
Gray is the color I see around her, and shes just a blur.
The more the corwd cheers, the less I can hear
And they dont really care what I play. it might be for her.
But for now its between green and gray.
We paid and we cheered. now were gone and to us that feels right.
But for him every one of those evenings turns into a night.
With another hotel room where he lays awake to pretend
That hes doing fine with his notebook and discman for friends.
He says green is the color everyone sees al around me.
Gray is the color I see around her, and shes just a blur.
Night after night what I hear, what I write fills the room
[...] Read more
song performed by Nickel Creek
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!