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If so many people are looking for someone,
Why is someone so hard to find?
If so many people are looking for someone
And I am someone,
Why am I so hard to find?
So many people are looking for someone,
But they know not whom.
I know whom they are looking for.
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2004-11-17
SUFFOCATING WHISPERS
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The squirrels are bounding along.
Birds are chirping a song.
Spotted owls perch and survey the glorious landscape.
Hyenas giggle and guffaw.
Giraffes graze the treetops.
Then mankind comes along.
A serpent circles a tree,
Waiting to strangle man's sensibility.
The snake succeeds.
Womankind has a talk with mankind,
And they become (hu)mankind.
Humankind starts listening to too many loud voices
And misses the landslide majority of suffocating whispers.
Humankind finds loud voices to be appealing,
Thus enstates
"The Freedom To Be an Idiot Act."
As a result,
Humankind enters Cosmic Court
To declare itself a dangerous and unredeemable species,
In order to save
**********The Wooly Mammoth Caterpillar,
**********The rare Loony Moth,
**********And the Revive the Monarchy Butterfly.
Humankind receives a self-induced collective heart attack
And dies,
With the assistance of the merciful
Patron Saint Kevorkian.
*
Free from human tyranny,
The squirrels declare themselves
"King of the Beasts"
And have massive lion hunts,
In which hundreds of squirrels
Dive-bomb a single lion from his shade tree.
Birds are chirping obscenities
And calling it art.
Hyenas laugh their heads off
When hearing the birds;
Nothing else is funny to them anymore.
The giraffes still graze the treetops,
So the other animals call them "old-fashioned"
And make them into social outcasts
Because of their long necks.
A spotted owl surveys the landscape of crumbling buildings.
She is perched on top of
A human skull.
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The squirrels are bounding along.
Birds are chirping a song.
Spotted owls perch and survey the glorious landscape.
Hyenas giggle and guffaw.
Giraffes graze the treetops.
Then mankind comes along.
A serpent circles a tree,
Waiting to strangle man's sensibility.
The snake succeeds.
Womankind has a talk with mankind,
And they become (hu)mankind.
Humankind starts listening to too many loud voices
And misses the landslide majority of suffocating whispers.
Humankind finds loud voices to be appealing,
Thus enstates
"The Freedom To Be an Idiot Act."
As a result,
Humankind enters Cosmic Court
To declare itself a dangerous and unredeemable species,
In order to save
**********The Wooly Mammoth Caterpillar,
**********The rare Loony Moth,
**********And the Revive the Monarchy Butterfly.
Humankind receives a self-induced collective heart attack
And dies,
With the assistance of the merciful
Patron Saint Kevorkian.
*
Free from human tyranny,
The squirrels declare themselves
"King of the Beasts"
And have massive lion hunts,
In which hundreds of squirrels
Dive-bomb a single lion from his shade tree.
Birds are chirping obscenities
And calling it art.
Hyenas laugh their heads off
When hearing the birds;
Nothing else is funny to them anymore.
The giraffes still graze the treetops,
So the other animals call them "old-fashioned"
And make them into social outcasts
Because of their long necks.
A spotted owl surveys the landscape of crumbling buildings.
She is perched on top of
A human skull.
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MY WORDS AND THE MIDAS TOUCH
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I want everything
And I want it now,
Perfection and fame,
A place on the bestseller list,
My own publishing company,
My words in the mind of every citizen of the world.
I want to change the world
With the stroke of a pen
And the layout of a book.
I want everything else profound
To bow in subservience to my words.
But if my wish came true,
My words would turn to gold and shine
With blazing insignificance.
Greatness is not instant.
Success is not express.
Tedium and frustration
Are key ingredients of the heroes of history.
The word "breakthrough" implies
Something is in the way.
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I want everything
And I want it now,
Perfection and fame,
A place on the bestseller list,
My own publishing company,
My words in the mind of every citizen of the world.
I want to change the world
With the stroke of a pen
And the layout of a book.
I want everything else profound
To bow in subservience to my words.
But if my wish came true,
My words would turn to gold and shine
With blazing insignificance.
Greatness is not instant.
Success is not express.
Tedium and frustration
Are key ingredients of the heroes of history.
The word "breakthrough" implies
Something is in the way.
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http://NudeCreations.com
2004-11-16
I HANDED YOU A STAR
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I'll never forget that night,
No matter who comes into my life.
You gave me a new soul,
And I handed you a star.
No, I'll never forget that feeling
When from your dance my heart was reeling
And my whole existence was moving
Onto a whole new plane of reality.
I'll never forget that night,
No matter who comes into my life.
No matter how hard you try,
You can never escape from my memory.
You gave me a piece of your soul that night,
And no matter how hard you try,
You can never get it back again.
And I will never be again,
No matter how hard I try,
Who I was before I met your heart.
That night, we made a start
Of something we can never end.
So, in this heart you gave me,
You will always be my friend.
The star, someday, will burn away,
But in my heart you'll always stay.
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I'll never forget that night,
No matter who comes into my life.
You gave me a new soul,
And I handed you a star.
No, I'll never forget that feeling
When from your dance my heart was reeling
And my whole existence was moving
Onto a whole new plane of reality.
I'll never forget that night,
No matter who comes into my life.
No matter how hard you try,
You can never escape from my memory.
You gave me a piece of your soul that night,
And no matter how hard you try,
You can never get it back again.
And I will never be again,
No matter how hard I try,
Who I was before I met your heart.
That night, we made a start
Of something we can never end.
So, in this heart you gave me,
You will always be my friend.
The star, someday, will burn away,
But in my heart you'll always stay.
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OUR PARENT
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Our parent who art in our belief system,
Tolerated be thy name.
Thy agenda come,
Thy will be done
As long as we agree.
Give us this day everything we want.
Forgive the wealthy for being rich,
*****and give us our fair share of their money.
Let us give into our temptations,
*****but deliver us from getting caught.
For ours is the goodness, the power, and the freedom,
Until we die and enter the heaven of our own invention.
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Our parent who art in our belief system,
Tolerated be thy name.
Thy agenda come,
Thy will be done
As long as we agree.
Give us this day everything we want.
Forgive the wealthy for being rich,
*****and give us our fair share of their money.
Let us give into our temptations,
*****but deliver us from getting caught.
For ours is the goodness, the power, and the freedom,
Until we die and enter the heaven of our own invention.
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THE SCAR-SPANGLED BANNER
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O say can you see
By the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hail
While our unborn are screaming,
Whose broad stripes and red scars
(Through the perilous fires
Of our murderous hearts)
On our country are bleeding?
In the past we did care,
But we haven't been there
Since liberty died
Along with our heirs.
So when will we come back to the truth of our name,
The Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave?
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O say can you see
By the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hail
While our unborn are screaming,
Whose broad stripes and red scars
(Through the perilous fires
Of our murderous hearts)
On our country are bleeding?
In the past we did care,
But we haven't been there
Since liberty died
Along with our heirs.
So when will we come back to the truth of our name,
The Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave?
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SAVE THE GERMS
(Dedicated to Dr. William C. Amos, periodontist)
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Someday,
Killing germs will be
Politically incorrect,
When euphemisms rule the day
And we put germs to sleep, instead.
And some will even object to that.
Listerine will become a banned substance,
With a reputation worse than narcotics;
And periodontists will throw up their hands,
"I'm sorry, Sir/Ma'am,
But it would be against the Hippocratic Oath
For me to disturb the natural life span
Of the bacteria nestling their young in your gums."
Everyone's teeth will fall out,
And denture manufacturers will cease with their trade,
For fear that, in the creation of their product,
They might disrupt ecology's natural balance,
Or, even worse, kill a germ.
The human population will be
Infested with diseases,
And eventually extinct itself
Through its own stupidity.
"Germs,
Come inherit the Earth!"
But the germs won't hear the voice of God.
Germs don't have ears.
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Someday,
Killing germs will be
Politically incorrect,
When euphemisms rule the day
And we put germs to sleep, instead.
And some will even object to that.
Listerine will become a banned substance,
With a reputation worse than narcotics;
And periodontists will throw up their hands,
"I'm sorry, Sir/Ma'am,
But it would be against the Hippocratic Oath
For me to disturb the natural life span
Of the bacteria nestling their young in your gums."
Everyone's teeth will fall out,
And denture manufacturers will cease with their trade,
For fear that, in the creation of their product,
They might disrupt ecology's natural balance,
Or, even worse, kill a germ.
The human population will be
Infested with diseases,
And eventually extinct itself
Through its own stupidity.
"Germs,
Come inherit the Earth!"
But the germs won't hear the voice of God.
Germs don't have ears.
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DIGITAL SINGLES BAR
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Everything's clear,
Perception is pixelated.
I see you in high rez.
But don't let me zoom in on you too closely,
Or you'll turn into a block-head.
I've been at the Mac too long;
I see in pixels.
You're 175 lines per inch,
Perfect for an art magazine.
You are beautiful.
I used to see you in dot matrix
And thought you had absolutely no character.
But my Digi-Tech eyes have been upgraded,
And now you print out on my psyche crisply and clearly.
I used to see you in analog.
It had its advantages,
But I saw all the flaws
That now fall between the pixels
When translated into the crisper, clearer
Digital vistas of your soul.
If you think this is a cheap attempt at
Cyberflattery,
You're right!
But don't zoom in on me too closely,
Or I'll turn into a block-head.
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Everything's clear,
Perception is pixelated.
I see you in high rez.
But don't let me zoom in on you too closely,
Or you'll turn into a block-head.
I've been at the Mac too long;
I see in pixels.
You're 175 lines per inch,
Perfect for an art magazine.
You are beautiful.
I used to see you in dot matrix
And thought you had absolutely no character.
But my Digi-Tech eyes have been upgraded,
And now you print out on my psyche crisply and clearly.
I used to see you in analog.
It had its advantages,
But I saw all the flaws
That now fall between the pixels
When translated into the crisper, clearer
Digital vistas of your soul.
If you think this is a cheap attempt at
Cyberflattery,
You're right!
But don't zoom in on me too closely,
Or I'll turn into a block-head.
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IF YOU'RE RICH, I'M SINGLE
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If you're rich, I'm single,
And we could intermingle;
But would our love soon crash
If you ran out of cash?
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If you're rich, I'm single,
And we could intermingle;
But would our love soon crash
If you ran out of cash?
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2004-11-15
THE QUESTION
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Where is my better half?--
The one who adds life . . .
Enticement to the performance,
Pulling people in
Through the use of
Drama,
Creative infusions of the dream world
Into the real world,
Life to life--
Heart to heart--
Actors to audience--
Actress to actor.
Don't ask me how I know
What is left of the nothing I began with.
I only know that I want whom I've never had.
And I still wait for
The inevitability of possibility,
Swinging its way
Through the jungle of broken dreams.
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Where is my better half?--
The one who adds life . . .
Enticement to the performance,
Pulling people in
Through the use of
Drama,
Creative infusions of the dream world
Into the real world,
Life to life--
Heart to heart--
Actors to audience--
Actress to actor.
Don't ask me how I know
What is left of the nothing I began with.
I only know that I want whom I've never had.
And I still wait for
The inevitability of possibility,
Swinging its way
Through the jungle of broken dreams.
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2004-11-12
I'M A FISH IN PROTOPLASMIC THUNDERGEAR
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I'm lost in a sea of ectoplasmic bliss
Waiting for your kiss
Yet enjoying solitude
I'm a fish in protoplasmic thundergear
Hoping you can hear
My heart beat
To meet your will
As I breathe by gill
A watery sigh for you
Dance with words
Upon the stage of ballroom dreams
Block-shaped towers
And pyramid schemes
Red Green Blue
Coalesce to form colours
By the millions
Your face lights up my screen
I long for pixels--
Dots of desire--
Still not free in my solitude
An interlude
Until we meet
At the intersection of Hope and Expectation
In the city of Fear
In the county of Love
In the state of Denial
In the nation of Dreams
Where anything can happen
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I'm lost in a sea of ectoplasmic bliss
Waiting for your kiss
Yet enjoying solitude
I'm a fish in protoplasmic thundergear
Hoping you can hear
My heart beat
To meet your will
As I breathe by gill
A watery sigh for you
Dance with words
Upon the stage of ballroom dreams
Block-shaped towers
And pyramid schemes
Red Green Blue
Coalesce to form colours
By the millions
Your face lights up my screen
I long for pixels--
Dots of desire--
Still not free in my solitude
An interlude
Until we meet
At the intersection of Hope and Expectation
In the city of Fear
In the county of Love
In the state of Denial
In the nation of Dreams
Where anything can happen
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AND GOD CREATED SEX
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Lord,
I don't know how to pray for this.
You know whom I want.
I don't know which one.
As the days change, they rearrange my gaze.
Lord,
I find it so hard to get to know You;
I'm so far away,
But You're so close.
Lord, You say,
"It's better to marry than to burn with passion."
Help me, please!
I'm an inferno!
Lord, I am Yours
And You are mine.
That's what I want
With a bride.
Lord,
Everywhere I turn
I'm confronted by love,
Out of reach of my trembling heart.
Lord,
Which Eve is for me?
"It is not good for the man to be alone," You said.
I hold You to Your word.
Lord,
I don't know how to pray for this.
Words don't work when I feel like this.
Help me, please!
I'm an inferno!
The fire department's not coming,
9-1-1's on a holiday,
And I've lost the fire extinguisher!
My virtue is hanging over a precipice,
And I'm afraid I will fall
Into worldly freedom and even more misery.
She's so far away.
I'm so close to a question.
Unaware, she holds an answer.
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Lord,
I don't know how to pray for this.
You know whom I want.
I don't know which one.
As the days change, they rearrange my gaze.
Lord,
I find it so hard to get to know You;
I'm so far away,
But You're so close.
Lord, You say,
"It's better to marry than to burn with passion."
Help me, please!
I'm an inferno!
Lord, I am Yours
And You are mine.
That's what I want
With a bride.
Lord,
Everywhere I turn
I'm confronted by love,
Out of reach of my trembling heart.
Lord,
Which Eve is for me?
"It is not good for the man to be alone," You said.
I hold You to Your word.
Lord,
I don't know how to pray for this.
Words don't work when I feel like this.
Help me, please!
I'm an inferno!
The fire department's not coming,
9-1-1's on a holiday,
And I've lost the fire extinguisher!
My virtue is hanging over a precipice,
And I'm afraid I will fall
Into worldly freedom and even more misery.
She's so far away.
I'm so close to a question.
Unaware, she holds an answer.
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YOU GOT ME BABE! AIN'T YOU LUCKY!
YOU GOT ME BABE! AIN'T YOU LUCKY!
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He advertised in all the self-indulgent papers:
**********I AM AN INDIVIDUAL
**********SEEKING PRAISE.
**********Call 1-900-555-2439;
**********I'm open all the time!
He was in all the self-indulgent TV commercials:
**********Tell me how great I am!
**********Say you're my biggest fan!
His self-indulgent rap songs got lots of radio play:
**********Ain't I the greatest!
**********Ain't I the best!
**********They ain't questions.
**********They's fact!
**********Say Babe,
**********But here's a question
**********I can't get outta my mind.
**********"Why don't you love me, anyway?"
**********Please tell me why.
**********Don't make me cry.
**********Please baby,
**********Change your mind
**********So I can sing a little love song to me:
********************I Got You Babe! So What!
********************You Got Me Babe! Ain't You Lucky!
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He advertised in all the self-indulgent papers:
**********I AM AN INDIVIDUAL
**********SEEKING PRAISE.
**********Call 1-900-555-2439;
**********I'm open all the time!
He was in all the self-indulgent TV commercials:
**********Tell me how great I am!
**********Say you're my biggest fan!
His self-indulgent rap songs got lots of radio play:
**********Ain't I the greatest!
**********Ain't I the best!
**********They ain't questions.
**********They's fact!
**********Say Babe,
**********But here's a question
**********I can't get outta my mind.
**********"Why don't you love me, anyway?"
**********Please tell me why.
**********Don't make me cry.
**********Please baby,
**********Change your mind
**********So I can sing a little love song to me:
********************I Got You Babe! So What!
********************You Got Me Babe! Ain't You Lucky!
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2004-11-11
SKY SOCCER AND KILLER SQUIRRELS
SKY SOCCER AND KILLER SQUIRRELS
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Sometimes I wish I could record my dreams.
They often rival Hollywood's special effects.
I just woke up from a dream of Sky Soccer.
I was floating a thousand feet above the ground
Playing soccer with my fellow levitating athletes,
But I could never quite kick the ball
Because I was floating higher than the others.
This atmospheric game was a diversion
As I was on the run from a fiendish adversary.
A monkey who used to be my friend
Had fallen away to the dark side,
And set his sites on me
As his number one enemy.
Yes, I was on the run from a killer monkey,
Who, as the dream went on, became a killer squirrel.
Just as the killer squirrel was closing in on me,
I wished I wasn't a mile down the road from
The luxury condo I found along the way.
I just saw the squirrel attack a giant tortoise
In a puddle near the gas station;
So I knew I had to run again.
So much for that new job at the factory
Where I didn't have a clue what they made!
The squirrel's eyes saw me,
Glowed red,
And moved in for the kill!
Fortunately, I woke up, just in time,
And found myself in the wrong bed in the wrong house,
And it dawned on me,
I've just woken into
Another dream.
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Sometimes I wish I could record my dreams.
They often rival Hollywood's special effects.
I just woke up from a dream of Sky Soccer.
I was floating a thousand feet above the ground
Playing soccer with my fellow levitating athletes,
But I could never quite kick the ball
Because I was floating higher than the others.
This atmospheric game was a diversion
As I was on the run from a fiendish adversary.
A monkey who used to be my friend
Had fallen away to the dark side,
And set his sites on me
As his number one enemy.
Yes, I was on the run from a killer monkey,
Who, as the dream went on, became a killer squirrel.
Just as the killer squirrel was closing in on me,
I wished I wasn't a mile down the road from
The luxury condo I found along the way.
I just saw the squirrel attack a giant tortoise
In a puddle near the gas station;
So I knew I had to run again.
So much for that new job at the factory
Where I didn't have a clue what they made!
The squirrel's eyes saw me,
Glowed red,
And moved in for the kill!
Fortunately, I woke up, just in time,
And found myself in the wrong bed in the wrong house,
And it dawned on me,
I've just woken into
Another dream.
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2004-11-08
CREATORS
CREATORS
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apples fall hitting heads
newtons wake
boundaries break
new ideas face the wind
aerodynamic
streaking through uncharted zones
others sit afraid of wind
they'll wait for calm and then they'll start
uncharted zones are scary too
and in the end the winners lose
for their ideas are just as good
but waiters wait longer than they should
and soon each knows he's lost the race
as the wind blows ridicule in his face
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apples fall hitting heads
newtons wake
boundaries break
new ideas face the wind
aerodynamic
streaking through uncharted zones
others sit afraid of wind
they'll wait for calm and then they'll start
uncharted zones are scary too
and in the end the winners lose
for their ideas are just as good
but waiters wait longer than they should
and soon each knows he's lost the race
as the wind blows ridicule in his face
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2004-11-04
NOT A CLUE
NOT A CLUE
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I asked you for the time of day.
You said, "2:15," and walked away.
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I asked you for the time of day.
You said, "2:15," and walked away.
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THE EVOLUTION OF LOVE
THE EVOLUTION OF LOVE
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You're such a beautiful amalgamation
Of space debris.
You were billions of years in the making,
Just like me.
It's hard to believe
You were once a frog,
And once primeval slime.
But all I know
Is I love you so,
More and more all the time.
It's the evolution of love,
From the Big Bang
To these chemical reactions within my brain
That tell me I'll go insane
If you don't love me too.
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You're such a beautiful amalgamation
Of space debris.
You were billions of years in the making,
Just like me.
It's hard to believe
You were once a frog,
And once primeval slime.
But all I know
Is I love you so,
More and more all the time.
It's the evolution of love,
From the Big Bang
To these chemical reactions within my brain
That tell me I'll go insane
If you don't love me too.
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THESE FEELINGS
THESE FEELINGS
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These feelings . . .
Let no one know them.
Open up a graveyard
For all the masks
That are worn
And thrown away.
Tomorrow is the anthem of
A soon forgotten yesterday.
Today is lost in silence.
What does it mean?
And where do we go from here?
Where is here?
Are we even
Anywhere at all?
You speak to me
With eyes full of stars,
And I find a universe
Eluding me.
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Copyright © JONATHAN TAD KETCHEN (JTK.CA)
http://NudeCreations.com
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These feelings . . .
Let no one know them.
Open up a graveyard
For all the masks
That are worn
And thrown away.
Tomorrow is the anthem of
A soon forgotten yesterday.
Today is lost in silence.
What does it mean?
And where do we go from here?
Where is here?
Are we even
Anywhere at all?
You speak to me
With eyes full of stars,
And I find a universe
Eluding me.
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Copyright © JONATHAN TAD KETCHEN (JTK.CA)
http://NudeCreations.com
I SEE YOU WALKING IN THE NIGHT
I SEE YOU WALKING IN THE NIGHT
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I see you walking in the night
With your plethora of musings
And I discover in the lightless light
I'm a slave to your choosings
And though I've sung this song
A million times before
And another million times
My secret choir will sing these chords
I do not want to see you go
But fate has struck a different blow
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Copyright © JONATHAN TAD KETCHEN (JTK.CA)
http://NudeCreations.com
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I see you walking in the night
With your plethora of musings
And I discover in the lightless light
I'm a slave to your choosings
And though I've sung this song
A million times before
And another million times
My secret choir will sing these chords
I do not want to see you go
But fate has struck a different blow
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Copyright © JONATHAN TAD KETCHEN (JTK.CA)
http://NudeCreations.com
IT'S SO OBNOXIOUS!
IT'S SO OBNOXIOUS!
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February Two.
The groundhog saw his shadow.
Six more weeks of winter.
February Two.
The shadow saw his groundhog
And laughed in his face,
**********Ho! Ho! Ho!
**********It feels like spring;
**********The snow is melting,
**********And this poet
**********Sits outside on a bench,
**********Writing with his bare, warm hands
**********Onto snowy-white paper,
********************It's so obnoxious
********************The way that that song
********************Playing on my radio
********************Sings my biography!
********************How did they know?
********************How did they know?
Snow melts into slush
In the palm of a colossal, concrete hand,
And its gargantuan, bulky fingers (curved like talons)
Seem to exclaim the exclamation
To birds flying overhead,
**********Spring dances again!
**********Welcome home, my friends!
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Copyright © JONATHAN TAD KETCHEN (JTK.CA)
http://NudeCreations.com
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February Two.
The groundhog saw his shadow.
Six more weeks of winter.
February Two.
The shadow saw his groundhog
And laughed in his face,
**********Ho! Ho! Ho!
**********It feels like spring;
**********The snow is melting,
**********And this poet
**********Sits outside on a bench,
**********Writing with his bare, warm hands
**********Onto snowy-white paper,
********************It's so obnoxious
********************The way that that song
********************Playing on my radio
********************Sings my biography!
********************How did they know?
********************How did they know?
Snow melts into slush
In the palm of a colossal, concrete hand,
And its gargantuan, bulky fingers (curved like talons)
Seem to exclaim the exclamation
To birds flying overhead,
**********Spring dances again!
**********Welcome home, my friends!
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Copyright © JONATHAN TAD KETCHEN (JTK.CA)
http://NudeCreations.com
AVOID THE VOID
AVOID THE VOID
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Trying to find words.
At a loss.
The alphabet is overflowing,
Filling up the room.
I'm looking for something,
Finding all my dreams come true,
Yet wanting more.
More of what?
The "God-shaped void" in every heart
Cannot be filled by Santa's elves,
Cannot be filled even by ourselves.
Only one can fill the space
Designed for grace.
His name is Jesus,
Son of God.
I'm on a stage,
Filled with the applause
Of the whole, wide world,
But it's not enough.
Let go of my pride
To let inside
The one who died
To set me free
And rose again
To fill the void
That I've been trying so hard to fill
With bitter pills.
Avoid the void
By filling it
With the love of Christ,
The answer to every soul
In search of a goal.
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Copyright © JONATHAN TAD KETCHEN (JTK.CA)
http://NudeCreations.com
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Trying to find words.
At a loss.
The alphabet is overflowing,
Filling up the room.
I'm looking for something,
Finding all my dreams come true,
Yet wanting more.
More of what?
The "God-shaped void" in every heart
Cannot be filled by Santa's elves,
Cannot be filled even by ourselves.
Only one can fill the space
Designed for grace.
His name is Jesus,
Son of God.
I'm on a stage,
Filled with the applause
Of the whole, wide world,
But it's not enough.
Let go of my pride
To let inside
The one who died
To set me free
And rose again
To fill the void
That I've been trying so hard to fill
With bitter pills.
Avoid the void
By filling it
With the love of Christ,
The answer to every soul
In search of a goal.
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Copyright © JONATHAN TAD KETCHEN (JTK.CA)
http://NudeCreations.com
PULLED IN BOTH DIRECTIONS BY THE SAME FATE
PULLED IN BOTH DIRECTIONS BY THE SAME FATE
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You were spontaneous
Yet controlled,
Open
But fearing the door would be closed.
You were spellbound
By your own
Disbelief in dreams.
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Copyright © JONATHAN TAD KETCHEN (JTK.CA)
http://NudeCreations.com
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You were spontaneous
Yet controlled,
Open
But fearing the door would be closed.
You were spellbound
By your own
Disbelief in dreams.
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Copyright © JONATHAN TAD KETCHEN (JTK.CA)
http://NudeCreations.com
2004-11-01
POWER
POWER
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I wrote a poem about you
That the whole world knows.
But only I know who you are.
You're that unidentified star in the heavens
That everyone sees, though no one names.
You're the unfinished portion
Of an unknown Picasso masterpiece
Just waiting to be found.
I wrote a poem about you
That the whole world knows.
But only I know who you are.
I wield the sword of secrecy
And enjoy the power
As even you, my secret, do not know that you are hidden,
Yet out in the open.
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Copyright © JONATHAN TAD KETCHEN (JTK.CA)
http://NudeCreations.com
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I wrote a poem about you
That the whole world knows.
But only I know who you are.
You're that unidentified star in the heavens
That everyone sees, though no one names.
You're the unfinished portion
Of an unknown Picasso masterpiece
Just waiting to be found.
I wrote a poem about you
That the whole world knows.
But only I know who you are.
I wield the sword of secrecy
And enjoy the power
As even you, my secret, do not know that you are hidden,
Yet out in the open.
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Copyright © JONATHAN TAD KETCHEN (JTK.CA)
http://NudeCreations.com
ANTIQUE TIME
ANTIQUE TIME
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Time,
You get me all wound up!
You really tick me off!
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Copyright © JONATHAN TAD KETCHEN (JTK.CA)
http://NudeCreations.com
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Time,
You get me all wound up!
You really tick me off!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Copyright © JONATHAN TAD KETCHEN (JTK.CA)
http://NudeCreations.com
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