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While You Skate

You can't break my heart and run,
Believing that will stimulate...
Since you've done it to invigorate,
While you skate.
Oh no!
No no.
No. No. No. No. No. No. Oh nooo!

You can't do what's been done before,
To pat and scratch like a puppy begging for more.
Ooo oh no.
No no.
No. No. No. No. No. No. Oh nooo!

Hold up on that locomotive.
With motives to bowl me all over...
Or roll in granola.

I'm much wiser...
Older.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dreamworks

DREAMWORKS
Eyes saw reflection Monday, when World War II was won,
emerging, letters learning, to betters bowed, begun
a journey spread like butter upon life’s bread, which seems
to be about to stutter before landlord of dreams.

Eye Tuesday schooled, life's masquerade began to understand
how letters strung together rung bells brain took in hand,
soft strength no bitter toil required to channel patterned streams,
blood flood no rudder needed to feed forever's dreams.

Eyes which advanced one Wednesday upon emotions’ tide
to woo, to win, together, as groom to beauty bride,
felt joys would last for ever, like strawberries and cream,
tapped hope's sap, never'd sever eternity from dreams.

Eyes which in turn one Thursday sired fruit so well desired,
who queried much, yet stayed untouched by vain ambitions tired,
felt feelings frank, not clever, that seek 'together's' gleams,
to sow, reap, harvest, gather the essence of shared dreams.

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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Illusion Of A Poet!

I cherish music
But can't play a tune
I love songs
But can't even sing
I know
I can't be a musician
But my heart is full
With saccharine melodies

Life for me
Is sort of a lullaby
that flows in variables
From ballad to acoustic
Or country beats to modern
Whatever kind it may be
My existence is a composition
From which derive innate melody

Music is an expression
Contains ardent sentiments

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poem by Marvin Brato Sr
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Temporarily!

Too little too late to stimulate,
A lost confidence
That has arrived when some
Have become irate.
Lives were pledged...
To follow you to the edge.
And now it is discovered,
That direction is dead!

Too little too late to stimulate,
With or without invigorating debate!
The chances taken to play with people's fate...
Doesn't leave them feeling more protected.
Nor are they feeling more secure or safe.

What a mess has been created,
Because of impulses you made to take!
And now you wish to be believed,
That a quick fix to prevent a tidal wave of grief...
Is going to stop that from happening...

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Whom Asked Who For Whose Opinion?

You are so not there!
Totally irregular.
And slipping away from significance.

Have you been taking your vitamins?
Something is dipping into your mineral intake.
Something is slowing down,
Your motivation and drive.
I recommended the oysters!
Did they stimulate...
To give the acquired rise?
Apparently not.
Unless that's in disguise.

You are not there!
No perk.
No bounce.
No tightened butt!
Your 'abs' are flabbing.
Plus that gut has loosened up!

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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An Open Gate - 1222 - 2008 Version

The need that tames the flames of inner fire
may seed ten thousand ripples, may be more.
Desire to feed the furnace of desire
creates from dust more than there was before.
Those letters [l]inked on parchment or those which
on pixel tell~tale tra[n]ce dance in the brain
may early, late, both stimulate, enrich,
cross reference, cross reference again.

Rich pitch one hears switch spheres have ever known
they knew they knew before tuned undertone
vibrating through the Universal, sown
as echo coeval with the wind thats blown
along the way as day and night advance ~
or is it coexist in parallel ~
with worlds dreams glimpse perhaps when changeling Chance
weird timeline opens till dawn's waking bell.

What counts is ways the wave bands interlink
from infra violent through the ultra read

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poem by Jonathan Robin
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An Open Gate, Speak Friend and Enter - 1222 - Current Version

Fair friendship, heart to heart, near, far apart,
remains unstained and omnipresent gift,
where each stays part of each to chart fresh start
to meat and to defeat hate's deadly dart,
imparting steadfast links which, à la carte,
ensures hope pure, scope sure, defies Descartes'
cold logic with warm love above schemes smart.

The need that tames the flames of inner fire
may seed ten thousand ripples, may be more.
Desire to feed the furnace of desire
creates from dust more than there was before.
Those letters [l]inked on parchment or those which
on pixel tell~tale tra[n]ce dance in the brain
may early, late, both stimulate, enrich,
cross reference, cross reference again.

Rich pitch one hears switch spheres have ever known
they knew they knew before tuned undertone
vibrating through the Universal, sown

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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Swing, Brother Swing

Bishop / williams / raymond
Deep rhythm captivates me
Hot rhythms stimulate me
Cant help but swing it boy
Swing it brothers swing
Dont stop to diddle daddle
Stop this foolish prattle
Come on swing me boy
Swing it brothers swing
Raring to go and there aint nobody
Gonna hold me down
Say listen boy
Hurry up and send me
Let me go to town
Stop this diddle daddle
And this foolish prattle
Come on kill me boy
Swing it brothers swing
Deep rhythms captivate me
Hot rhythms stimulate me

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song performed by Billie Holiday
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Part Of My Life

Can you be a part of my life?
Can you be a part of my life?
Oh its easy to find some one to play with
And almost anyone will do to fill your idle time
But that very special someone,
You can share all your dreams with is so hard to find
And it use to be like me to settle for the physical
But these days it aint too easy to make up my mind
Cause apparently you body just to temporally to take up my precious time
See Ive got to know that
That I can be free with you and
Youve got to show that
That youre worthy of my time
Can you stimulate my mind?
And I know that it looks good,
But can you be a part of my life
And Im sure that it feels good
But can you be a part of my life
And it probably even taste good
But can you be a part of my life

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song performed by India Arie
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A musician cannot move others unless he too is moved. He must of necessity feel all of the affects that he hopes to arouse in his audience, for the revealing of his own humour will stimulate a like humour in the listener.

classic quote by Carl Philipp Emanuel Bach
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