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tommy is legally colourful
tommy is wrong and apparently a hopeless case
tommy is right
tommy is funny as hell
tommy is sick
tommy is a deserter
tommy is an 11

tommy is suldos is tommynator
tommy is spot on
tommy is the "wagtail" fan
tommy is "kwispelende"
tommy is legally colourful and no child has more love of life
tommy is wrong why it is that you know many film critics
tommy is right dear editor

tommy is basically about their attempts to cure tommy the boy
tommy is a greatly gifted musician and singer
tommy is making a living hauling small loads for people in the area
tommy is still checking the information in the profile
tommy is kicking ****
tommy is overwhelmed by all this fame and fortune
tommy is perhaps best

tommy is watching this through a reflection in a mirror
tommy is led by his own reflection to a junkyard
                    and there he finds the pinball machine
tommy is an alien from outer space who makes toys
tommy is a true stud
tommy is charged with masterminding the ******
                    of a supreme court judge last july
tommy is accused of ordering the killing while on the run
tommy is trying to bend the car door back
                    you can see a wire holding the door in place so that
                    tommy can hit it as hard as he wants and it won't go back

tommy is sinking into his own world
tommy is no exception
tommy is too perky in the early mornings
tommy is a very technical punter with a lot of knowledge about the position
tommy is moe better blues
tommy is a very active
tommy is somewhat heckled by a drunk at his show

tommy is your man
tommy is putting up a fight
tommy is an average baby
tommy is an expert twister who knows how to entertain and work a crowd
tommy is that it has a george martin sound
tommy is a beautiful black labrador retriever puppy
                    that is being raised as part of the puppy raiser program
tommy is pete's story

tommy is a creation likely to cause a certain perplexity
                in the mind as well as in the middle ear
tommy is a spacious stone lodge situated on a hill close to the ****** way
                with breathtaking views of the ****** mountains and annascaul lake
tommy is legally verisimilitude
tommy is wrong
tommy is a poet
tommy is our terry
Goto Google. Type Googlism. Enter a name or etc. Google will search the www for entries.
Sarah Clark Jun 2
secondary (gleam white bright)-
op ed: the wet fields are yellow
and shouldn’t be. bless the anxious
                who wait.

the most luminous on the spectrum
egg yolk, ripe lemons,
objective.  turn the screen
of the mind. IKEA, bookshelf,
adjustable shelves,
a bird of open deciduous edges
and forests  (Yellow-Throated Vireo).

             we solve the yellow
             on top of the Rubik's cube
             in two steps:

              orient and cross, coward-
              look at the stars.
100% content sourced from first two pages of Google Search "Yellow"
tacet Apr 23
He says it was a beastie
Ever so big, in the woods
He says the beastie came in the dark
Came and went an’ came back
And wanted to eat him—
He was dreaming.

Beasts! Where from?
What does that mean but nightmares?
Fear can’t hurt you
Any more than a dream.
There isn’t a beast—how could there be?
You’ll be talking about ghosts and such next.
Be frightened because you’re like that,
But there is no beast in the forest.

There is no beast in the forest,
Just an ignorant, silly little boy.
A blackness within, a blackness that spread.
Pig’s head on a stick.

Fancy thinking the Beast
Was something you could ****!
Do you think you know better?
Aren’t you afraid of me?
This is ridiculous.
You knew, didn’t you?
You know perfectly well
Why things are what they are.
Close, close, close!
I’m part of you.
to my English teacher, for assigning a style of poetry I’d never tried, and to William Golding, who wrote the words that I had the freedom to rearrange.
The presence of interaction,
at least initially,
destroys localization
in a cloud
of quantum particles,
and allows
the cloud to escape
and smear out,
though very slowly
and subdiffusively.

I swear
This happened to me Thursday
Exactly this way

[email protected] Dennis Willis
About a third of the way in the article.

Then I found this doozy. Honest. I cannot grasp writing the following sentence without serious intoxicants.

The laws that explain how pizza gets uniformly cooked in an oven are not valid for systems of atoms at ultracold temperatures. A team of researchers at the Center for Theoretical Physics of Complex Systems, within the Institute for Basic Science (IBS, South Korea) has designed an innovative method to study how interacting particles behave at temperatures close to absolute zero, and found a situation where the laws of thermodynamics and statistical mechanics are not respected, energy is not evenly distributed, and equilibrium is not reached. Their findings are published in Physical Review Letters.

And poets are not revered!
A W May 2018
***** girls with lousy guys, drives me crazy
Maybe you shouldn't feel too sorry.

Old Sally, so **** good-looking but a pain in the ***.
                 "Oh, darling, I love you."
                 "You're probably the only reason I'm in New York right now"
I told her I loved her; it was a lie.
    felt like five hundred thousand years, looking at all the phonies.
Ivey League guys with ****** voices,
a witty bunch of actors drinking their tea
and rubbernecks stand around to watch.
    I was a ******* wolf, just wondering for intellectual conversation.
                 Someone, Anyone!
    Just give old Caulfield the time to spoil your evening
                 because he's not sorry at all.
"A small project I did for the Catcher in the Rye where we were to make poems with words from chapters 17-19. They are suppose to be about his relationship with Sally or the feelings he has about her. Enjoy!
Shang May 2018
In that album, our memories are kept,
Smiling, laughing, having fun.

It belongs to everyone— to you,
me, and the others.

They’re meant to be treasured
meant to be kept—protected,

because in those photographs,
our memories are forever timeless.
M Mar 2018
The girl was walking in the center of the sidewalk with her head up and the few drops of rain falling on her face
Letting the motion of the wind and the leaves carry her forward
Her Dark eyes were so fixed to the world that no move escaped them
A kind of gentle hunger that touched over everything with a tireless curiosity
She whispered
I love to watch people too much
No one has any time for anyone else
Sometimes I ride the subway all day and look at them
I just want to figure out who they are and what they want and where they’re going
They say I’m antisocial but it all depends on what you mean by social, doesn’t it?
I don’t think it’s social to get a bunch of people together and then not let them talk
They run us so ragged that by the end of the day we can’t do anything
Everyone I know is either shouting or dancing around like wild or beating up one another
People don’t talk about anything
Isn’t that funny and sad?
They make me say things; they want to know what I do with my time
And sometimes, I tell them, I like to put my head back, like this, and let the rain fall in my mouth
The rain was thinning away
And then Clarisse was gone
Everything was empty
It was something about not seeing her in the world.
Found Poetry from the novel Fahrenheit 451.
Lyra Daydream Dec 2015
God is not static being, but dynamic becoming.
Without human participation,
God remains incomplete, unrealized.
It is up to us to actualize
the divine potential in the world.

*God needs us.
Lyra Daydream Dec 2015
Anything visible, and
anything that can be grasped by thought,
is bounded.

Anything bounded is finite.
Anything finite is not undifferentiated.
The boundless is called Ein Sof, Infinite.
It is absolute undifferentiation in

Since it is boundless, there is nothing outside of it.
Since it transcends and conceals itself,
it is the essence
of everything hidden and concealed.

Since it is concealed, it is the root of faith
the root of rebellion.

As it is written, "One who is righteous lives by his faith."
We comprehend it only by way of no.
"Since I am Infinite Space, and the Infinite Stars thereof, do ye also thus. Bind nothing! Let there be no difference made among you between any one thing & any other thing; for thereby there cometh hurt."
~ Liber AL vel Legis (The Book of the Law) I:22
Frank Ruland Aug 2014
What's Up People?
Tonight the World Dies
Come What(Ever) May
Help Is On the Way.

Sweet Dreams Are Made of This.
Do What You Wanna Do
Before the Fight Ends You

Wht Do U Wnt Frm Me?
Spit it Out!
It's Not Ironic, It's Obvious;
You're a Lie.

A Place For My Head?
No, it Isn't
A Place to Die?
Don't Belong.

Lift Me Up!
Own Your World!
Save Your Soul,
Sing for Liberty.

Get Inside,
I Swear This Place is Haunted
Leave it Alone;
Get Out Alive.
Okay. So, I wrote this as a challenge to myself: anybody can write poetry with their own words but I had the thought to write a piece with other people's words for once. No, not plagarizing, either.... I thought it would be interesting to create a poem purely from the song titles on my iPhone. There are no additives whatsoever and none of the titles have been altered in anyway. I rarely add notes, but I thought this was a good exception just so I could explain it a little. If you can't tell, it's a story about struggle and doing what you can go get by.
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