A Poem Thread

Discussion in 'Art & Culture' started by Angelus, Nov 9, 2002.

  1. LaurieAG Registered Senior Member

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    Not in the 1960's.
     
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  5. LaurieAG Registered Senior Member

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    Squirrelly market magic pus,
    twists some minds and makes others cuss,
    masters of the universe are us?
     
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  7. parmalee peripatetic artisan Valued Senior Member

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    Here's a fine bit of insanity from Mr. Charles Manson. The title is either "A Peace in Your Heart" or "A Piece in Your Heart." Either one works. Or neither. And for those disinclined to read such nonsense, it's even better in song-form:


    We'll make us some money
    Make the world look funny
    As they glance on through a burning asshole
    Down to the castles of the vampire dreams
    And you know Frankenstein I am
    Mean man in a can
    Way down on that lonesome road
    Where nobody goes, it's a terrible thing
    It's just the peace in your heart you know
    It's just the peace in your heart that you're playing like a part
    Of another world someplace somewhere
    As if there was another dream way beyond what you see
    Moving right in your mind right there
    You've got Christ on twice
    Got the rivers on boats and then you're floatin' down the stream
    Yeah youre floatin' like an old goat on Bill Grogan's goat
    Wasn't feeling mighty fine in the rain
    Bill Grogan's on goat and it's tied to the railroad train
    You coughed him up a can and you threw away the man
    And then you flagged him on down again
    Around and round again around and round again
    Once on friend like a brother coming in and then
    I'm back on my round Again
    All down people all down on the down you know what is down on the slide
    And everyone told you and everyone told you and everybody told a goddamn Lie
    They were lying and the cheat laying in the graves
    Way down in the Devil's Hole
    He was down with the soul where you do what you're told
    Or you die and you never get back again
    Yeah on a riverboat ride down to the world you say what you are
    Like you said something to some dollar bill
    on somebody on somebody else's star
    You was ringin' em thing and then am swingin' em ding ah na na
    Riding Harley on a Charlie on a Ho Minh Chin trail
    Down in a outlaw bout on a mafioso
    Motherfucker till ya godfathers met on a telephone ride
    You seeing how much you got to spend
    He said you keeping my money from acting kinda funny
    And ya calling me back to play like your honey
    And it comes around and you jump like easter bunny in my mind
    Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
    I been down through that old hat dreams on fine and you
    You been playing behind yourself you double dirty crossing you dog
    You lied and snitched and ran off
    Left your father in a grave,
    In a grave
    He had died and burned in the fire lying there Nuremburg
    Freeing bird purest word down on it studersburg(?)
    Dreams on the sky said to fly higher than your eye
    Beyond everything you ever thought a dream
    In your mind I can shine
    Way beyond thought
    Way beyond to my lizard
    And my spiders on my rock
    And my deepest down deeper
    Than my Devil's Hole
    And I cried down again
    I said goddamn you lost your soul
    You sold out you damn fool
    What you end up with
    Somebody's rule
    You got to play evil
    And down in sin
    You got to be there
    Truss it back again
    Cut it on down
    Bring it around
    And let me go on
    To my home where I love
    Down on anywhere's OK
    I'm just livin' in my own motherfuckin' dream
    You've been walking every goddamn day
    In my motherfuckin' day death row
    Down on the hole
    Fix the green submarines you jellybean jerkin' jeans
    Down through everybody's mind can't you see
    Geneva on the M.X. riding on the world free
    How come you wont let me back in and live what I earned. I earned my way
    Out of this goddamn can. I told you I didn't break your motherfuckin'
    Law. you goddamn fool. 1776, you think I'm gonna die for that again?
    Fuck you! you carry it back. you carry that motherfucker back one time.
    And then bring it on back to my city in my rhyme and play like you're
    Something over me, fool. I'll take my pistol and teach you a rule.
    Down through my outlaw swing on a noose
    You think I was playing fancy fantail with your bridge party and your
    Mother Goose
    You better get down on your spiritual mind
    Try back through samurai
    Moving on a shallow wish know I
    Arrows arrows
    Sweet purple bug brain
    All slave to the one self of all god is all in the wisdom of the one
    That lives down inside of you, fool
    Don't keep trying to take me back to school
    Teach me whose motherfuckin' rule
    I read that book crook
    I took another look
    To seeing the cement was even dying under your feets
    And the walls had great cracks
    And then you play like your wisdom was God's on some summer mind's
    Walker
    And then you told somebody you drank another bottle of scotch
    Then I took up on my Cutty Sark
    And I flew around the world on a drunk ride.
     
  8. James R Just this guy, you know? Staff Member

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    Do we really need to read the poetry of Charles Manson? (I didn't bother.)
     
  9. Bowser Right Here, Right Now Valued Senior Member

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    well, I don't know about Charley, but this is something that just spilled out one day.


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    The Sun rises in the morning and rests in the evening for you. The Stars and Moon hang in the night sky for you. The seasons come and go, bringing warm Summer months, Autumn Wind and Rain, the quiet of Winter Snow, and the Hope of another Spring--for you.

    For you there is Joy, Sadness, Pain and Pleasure. For you the lightening and thunder split the night sky as a reminder you are alive. For you there is only one Other.

    For you a Family was created to Share the Dream: the Sun, the Stars and Moon, and the Four Seasons. For you a Family was created to watch, appreciate, give faith, explore life, to Love and Love Each Other as they play.

    For you the Memory of a Morning Kiss was Given as a Reminder.

    For You Love is a reminder of who You Are.

    You.
     
  10. Michael 345 New year. PRESENT is 70 years old Valued Senior Member

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  11. foghorn Registered Senior Member

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    Wow, that brought back an old one from the playground.

    One fine day in the middle of the night,
    the River Thames caught alight,
    a deaf man heard it, a blind man saw it,
    and a man with no legs ran to call the fire brigade.
    The fire wagon was pulled by two dead horses,
    which half run over a half dead cat and killed it.

    Time hazy memory, not sure about that last line.
     
  12. Michael 345 New year. PRESENT is 70 years old Valued Senior Member

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    'They strolled down the lane together,
    The sky was studded with stars --
    They reached the gate in silence
    And he lifted down the bars --
    She neither smiled nor thanked him
    Because she knew not how:
    For he was just a farmer's boy
    And she was a Jersey cow.'

    (author unknown)

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    Heard this many many years ago

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  13. wegs Matter & Pixie Dust Valued Senior Member

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  14. Write4U Valued Senior Member

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    Awwwwww......wegs..... that is soooo sad......(wipes tears)
     
  15. wegs Matter & Pixie Dust Valued Senior Member

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    I know, I thought so, too. Sometimes sad poems speak louder to me than happy ones.
     

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