Quotes about tweak, page 3
A Poem's Ne'er Finished
A Poem’s never finished
tis just entirely begun
If you’ve gone back and looked
To see just what it is that you’ve done
Ne’er a piece has been written
that couldn’t use a wee fix
A more profound phrase
To throw in the mix
Sometime it’s the inflection
Oft times it’s the prose
That could use some correction
A tiny tweak of it’s nose
Perchance an error, a bit of imperfect elocution
A slight awkward feel, now felt in the flow
Where before one saw only, eloquent execution
Needed changes, upon reflection, begin to show
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poem by David Whalen
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Hey, Hey, When My Golden Bird Fails
When my golden bird fails.
Hail oh hail.
The storms coming in.
Tear down the sail.
There so frail.
Dreams turn into dust before your eyes.
You must compromise.
Between heaven and hell.
Listen I think I hear church bells.
But hey hey.
When my golden bird fails.
There will be more deals.
Still I will prevail.
The thoughts in my head have gotten stale.
I think I need to steal.
Oh the adrenaline I feel.
I'm on my knees.
I stand then kneel.
As if there might be something of a higher power out there.
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poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Did I Do Something Write?
Have I, in recent days…
made you sad
Perhaps brought tears…
To your eyes
Have I rudely rent the fabric
of your heart
By reminding you of
Old loves and lies
Have I made you smile
With a memory tweak
To times long past
Yet dear
Have I made Your
skin crawl a bit
Shiver slightly
In unfounded fear
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poem by David Whalen
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Gaia’s Plan
Please, don’t sweep the leaves away –
Their essence gives to life’s decay.
Never hack the flowers down –
Their colours bless the laughing clown.
Now why the mowing of the lawn?
The severed grass will lie forlorn.
Let our flora live undressed,
Or under Man, will toil repressed!
I, the tree of standing still –
Erect and proud, and stout of will,
Aglow with motley bark of earth –
Advance my roots for all they’re worth,
Internalising Nature’s bowels
To snag the devil, tweak his jowls
And pull his hairs from whence they grow!
I’ll destroy his pagan show
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Memories In Photos
Follow your interest
Follow your heart
To great sunsets and nature,
To capture dramatic scenery
Keep your eyes open
Keep your ears listen
Keep your mind clam
Keep your camera handy
Tweak camera setting right
White balance,
Colour balance
Exposure balance.
Stretch your vision
Thru viewfinder and lens
Framing, Ups, Downs,
Horizontal, Vertical.
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poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Dreams Are Best
I just think that dreams are best,
Just to sit and fancy things;
Give your gold no acid test,
Try not how your silver rings;
Fancy women pure and good,
Fancy men upright and true:
Fortressed in your solitude,
Let Life be a dream to you.
For I think that Thought is all;
Truth's a minion of the mind;
Love's ideal comes at call;
As ye seek so shall ye find.
But ye must not seek too far;
Things are never what they seem:
Let a star be just a star,
And a woman -- just a dream.
O you Dreamers, proud and pure,
You have gleaned the sweet of life!
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poem by Robert William Service
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Of Poetry
Of poetry, beautiful is the name,
For my heart has manufactured its claim
Of words that adjusted it to flame.
Of poetry, wonderful is the power,
For my heart has blossomed like the light flower
With rosiness it arranges in shower.
Of poetry, tremendous is the peak,
For my heart through and through its beat did speak
Of profoundness that boosted it to tweak.
Of poetry, creative is the work
For my heart, in thought imagery did lurk.
Along inspiration, up it did perk.
Of poetry, heavenly is the joy,
For my heart smelt it like a baby boy
Of whiteness who does with glee to employ.
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poem by Obinna Kenechukwu Eruchie
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The Treadmill Song
The stars are rolling in the sky,
The earth rolls on below,
And we can feel the rattling wheel
Revolving as we go.
Then tread away, my gallant boys,
And make the axle fly;
Why should not wheels go round about,
Like planets in the sky?
Wake up, wake up, my duck-legged man,
And stir your solid pegs
Arouse, arouse, my gawky friend,
And shake your spider legs;
What though you’re awkward at the trade,
There’s time enough to learn, -—Â
So lean upon the rail, my lad,
And take another turn.
They’ve built us up a noble wall,
To keep the vulgar out;
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poem by Oliver Wendell Holmes
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Chasing The Dream Like The Breeze
Chasing The Dream Like The Breeze
Written by: Wilfred Mellers, Sunday, November 7,2010 @ 12: 32 PM
I had a dream once that fell apart and broke my heart
I had a dream the next day that too went a stray
I had dreamed another one that ended before it begun
Dreams are shattered glass of my past like moments never last
Luck swept out the door too soon for the rains are monsoons
Straws blow in the wind for never too much was that tender touch
Lost in space for so on goes on the rat race
Peace of mind to find so long left behind for its luster no longer shines
The glory days now gone and now comes the dawn
Movements not too smart but I need to be with the beat of my heart
Harder grows the days facing while dreams I am chasing
Once all was clear now it vanishes in thin air
Caught midstream floating from one to another extreme
In turmoil I dreamed for all was never as it seemed
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poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Ballad of the Jelly-Cake
A little boy whose name was Tim
Once ate some jelly-cake for tea--
Which cake did not agree with him,
As by the sequel you shall see.
'My darling child,' his mother said,
'Pray do not eat that jelly-cake,
For, after you have gone to bed,
I fear 't will make your stomach ache!'
But foolish little Tim demurred
Unto his mother's warning word.
That night, while all the household slept,
Tim felt an awful pain, and then
From out the dark a nightmare leapt
And stood upon his abdomen!
'I cannot breathe!' the infant cried--
'Oh, Mrs. Nightmare, pity take!'
'There is no mercy,' she replied,
'For boys who feast on jelly-cake!'
And so, despite the moans of Tim,
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poem by Eugene Field
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