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"offa" poems
Following are several translations of the 'Old Pond' poem, which may be the most famous of all haiku: Furuike ya kawazu tobikomu mizu no oto -- Basho Literal Translation Fu-ru (old) i-ke (pond) ya, ka-wa-zu (frog) to-bi-ko-mu (jumping into) mi-zu (water) no o-to (sound) The old pond-- a frog jumps in, sound of water. Translated by Robert Hass Old pond... a frog jumps in water's sound. Translated by William J. Higginson An old silent pond... A frog jumps into the pond, splash! Silence again. Translated by Harry Behn There is the old pond! Lo, into it jumps a frog: hark, water's music! Translated by John Bryan The silent old pond a mirror of ancient calm, a frog-leaps-in splash. Translated by Dion O'Donnol old pond frog leaping splash Translated by Cid Corman Antic pond-- frantic frog jumps in-- gigantic sound. Translated by Bernard Lionel Einbond MAFIA HIT MAN POET: NOTE FOUND PINNED TO LAPEL OF DROWNED VICTIM'S DOUBLE-BREASTED SUIT!!! 'Dere wasa dis frogg Gone jumpa offa da logg Now he inna bogg.' -- Anonymous Translated by George M. Young, Jr. Old pond leap -- splash a frog. Translated by Lucien Stryck The old pond, A frog jumps in:. Plop! Translated by Allan Watts The old pond, yes, and A frog is jumping into The water, and splash. Translated by G.S. Fraser
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The old pond
*HEAR THE COMPLETED SONG HERE: https://soundcloud.com/nataliejcopeland/you-said* You said, “Why’d you fold my clothes? I don’t want anyone taking care of me.” You turned back to your razor, ignoring the sick-stained sheets. You said, “Let’s just watch tv. I don’t know anyone when I’m asleep.” You turned back to the wall, ignoring the two empty feet. But that wasn’t where the worst pain was felt, Cuz I didn’t think that my warm heart could melt All the icy hands That her cold heart had dealt. But then you said, “That’s all broken.” And you said, “That’s all dead.” You said “I can’t love again. I don’t want anyone wrapped up in my fate.” Well, we turned back to our peaches, ignoring how we knew I would wait. They said, “Is that your pretty girlfriend?” And you said, “She’s so pretty…” And that was the end Cuz we turned back into clowns, ignoring the message we sent. If you wanna know the worst pain I felt It’s when I lost hope that my warm heart could melt… Cuz the final blow that cracked my world was dealt When you said… When you said.. When you said… When you said… …. Nothing. You said, “I’ll still be your friend When he comes sweepin’ you offa your feet.” You put out your cigarette, ignoring my tears on the street.
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Jun 4, 2013
Jun 4, 2013 at 5:27 AM UTC
You Said
They were so not interested when the brother was so very available Lonely even and longing to be needed longing to be loved it Didn’t seem like it cuz he could be so very surly but desperately longing To laugh out loud and secretly longing to dance to no music but that which was in his lover’s heart but they would have had to but didn’t care to dig under the bravado or be lurking behind the door to his otherwise empty sanctuary when he locked out the needy and narcissistic and peeled the ess offa his chest before hanging his all-purpose multi tool belt on the all-purpose multi tool belt nail and became merely his naked self to see that what he truly had to offer could not be built or repaired or paid for or driven or traded for the promise of some ***** which he would have settled for in lieu of real companionship cuz that’s all people seem to be about these days and *** is easy and love is hard and therefore a fella could hardly hope for something that songs are written about  and hope deferred is unpretty at  best  and ****** tragic at worst  so imagine their surprise when one day he walked in with his large workman’s hand wrapped around a smaller softer hand and he was suddenly not so surly maybe joyful even and they wondered how they didn’t notice how **** he is and they asked themselves did he grow two inches cuz he sure seems taller and they don’t understand when he no longer comes just cuz they call and they find that for some reason they hate that ***** that he is with and she ain’t so cute so why is he not noticing how he is now coveted or catching the obvious and disrespectfully thrown  hint… and in their selfishness would see him unhappy before seeing him with her before seeing him not sniffing around them trying and hoping to be noticed and their arrogance dictates to them that he is not unavailable… not truly…  that she is just a passing whim and their ignorance whispers to them that he has forgotten how not so long ago and for years and years they were so not interested …now ain’t that somethin
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May 6, 2013
May 6, 2013 at 10:03 AM UTC
Somethin Like A Love Poem
They were so not interested when the brother was so very available Lonely even and longing to be needed longing to be loved it Didn’t seem like it cuz he could be so very surly but desperately longing To laugh out loud and secretly longing to dance to no music but that which was in his lover’s heart but they would have had to but didn’t care to dig under the bravado or be lurking behind the door to his otherwise empty sanctuary when he locked out the needy and narcissistic and peeled the ess offa his chest before hanging his all-purpose multi tool belt on the all-purpose multi tool belt nail and became merely his naked self to see that what he truly had to offer could not be built or repaired or paid for or driven or traded for the promise of some ***** which he would have settled for in lieu of real companionship cuz that’s all people seem to be about these days and *** is easy and love is hard and therefore a fella could hardly hope for something that songs are written about  and hope deferred is unpretty at  best  and ****** tragic at worst  so imagine their surprise when one day he walked in with his large workman’s hand wrapped around a smaller softer hand and he was suddenly not so surly maybe joyful even and they wondered how they didn’t notice how **** he is and they asked themselves did he grow two inches cuz he sure seems taller and they don’t understand when he no longer comes just cuz they call and they find that for some reason they hate that ***** that he is with and she ain’t so cute so why is he not noticing how he is now coveted or catching the obvious and disrespectfully thrown  hint… and in their selfishness would see him unhappy before seeing him with her before seeing him not sniffing around them trying and hoping to be noticed and their arrogance dictates to them that he is not unavailable… not truly…  that she is just a passing whim and their ignorance whispers to them that he has forgotten how not so long ago and for years and years they were so not interested …now ain’t that somethin
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1. sterile crowd walks out cook offers to step in! 2. sandy shores silly dreams hope and fear hold hands tremulous. 3. cloaked in tags covered in labels RIP-'em  freakin' OFFA ME! S T, 12 May 2013
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May 12, 2013
May 12, 2013 at 5:47 AM UTC
nite-merry (10 words x 3)
It's hot It's kickin' It's funk! You gotta drown your Martini With junk Until this depression is sunk You gotta remember it's disco and funk, You gotta walk around day-glo and punk. You gotta hit the wall To destroy your attitude Even if there's no attitude At all You gotta dizzy shake a palm tree And smile at the clock of reason You gotta move up offa dat ting You gotta set fire to your ring And let your ****** sing You gotta Boomshakalak You gotta twist and grind You gotta Boomshakalak And it's fun ****** react No doubt about dat
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May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 7:10 PM UTC
A FUNK RED HOT MAMA (l993)
bullet bitten coffee smelt road been beaten ducks in a row pigs grounded box shredded roses smelt chewing the elephant as we speak no looking back dusting the cowbwebs offa the shelf and the tigers in my eyeline now me and my betterself gonna take a timeout talk about my life got the box list here love check,check,check life double check home check health check wow !!! all silver and gold affirmitive wealth so now i can, kick back, relax and grow disgracefully old. jeez i just love this new self management gig .....lol
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Jul 12, 2014
Jul 12, 2014 at 5:51 PM UTC
affirmitive
( • ) /)    (\ (       ) )       ( (           ) )              ( • since they suppressed the hippies Ain't been no Christians in AMERIKKKA at all !!!! ////// Ignorant bible - bashers with guns ! •• What **** ! //// And you all eatin it !!! •• No wonder all dem kids be cuttin they selves • Now it's GET YERSELF A HUNDRED MILLION DOLLARS AN GO BACK TO THE COUNTRY ! !!!!!! **** DEM LIBERALS AND GET YE SOME SLAVES AND IT BE HEAVEN ON EARTH AGAIN ! // Yeah Once they suppressed the hippies We all be ****** ! /// But you don't care Ya jes sittin there bleedin Bein the fool they want you to be ! With their **** comin outta yer mouths And all their lies Rollin offa yer tongues !
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Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 5:03 PM UTC
New World eating disOrder
they say its hard but at the end they do find their perfect match like me and you i didnt climb mountains or didnt touch stars instead i saw you with a couple of friends standing at the entrance of a bar you double took to see whats coming forth thee a girl with socks and sandals ....and 3 quarters ! what a thing stood before you we entered as a couple and my.... i couldn't take my eyes offa you sitting there with that **** smile and glaring at d bar i wanted you to look at me but i bet u knew that too tried to get your attentions so asked you for a dance didnt care how i looked you agreed to play the part dancing like iv never done you showed me how to jive tossing me from here to there cant believe we won a prize cant believe that was the 1st time we ever met and how we got attached been inseparable since then and we totally make a perfect match lets show those non believers what true love can really do you and me forever (hopefully) til the last breath of our lives Jus me and you true story
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Apr 26, 2013
Apr 26, 2013 at 9:56 AM UTC
your my perfect
Naked Reality (Do you remember?) . . Do you remember What she looked like In your Free Imagination? -- On the Road Going to the Country :: We didn't need no Constitution To tell us what we were "Allowed to be!!!!!" -/-:-:/- ---[or allowed to know]-- --[or allowed to see]-- //// //// & so YE ****** little boys & girls Of this dishonored century what'll YE have? what'll YE take? Get offa your knees Stand as a MAN REMEMBER YOUR NAME REMEMBER HER FACE
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Mar 13, 2013
Mar 13, 2013 at 12:53 AM UTC
Stupid
there's an election everyday and you choose you choose between contrary thoughts and you win or lose be it economy or health care you can be on welfare living offa food stamps exploiting the help there's like 12 million ways to live my man choose one that boy is suicidal dreaming of a shotgun that girl is suicidal dreaming of a casket I'm done counting sheep my dreams is passed that woke up in Brooklyn still looking for Wonderland skipping down the roads of Oz chasing after Peter Pan ingesting that fairy dust climbing up the rabbit hole nostalgia my drug of choice I OD on the days of old now slow it down for the days of new I'm taking baby steps scoping out a change of view I'm a philanthropist all I want is change for you so keep the money for yourself it's too much ado
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Jan 21, 2015
Jan 21, 2015 at 5:46 PM UTC
Rap #1
(             ) ^ <<<                >>> O   (        >>>            (   )             <<<        )   (       ) ____________                                         somethin no good is comin down ! •       •        • ( don't matter ta me                             I got my babe ! ) •• her name is Echo mine's Narcissus ( we both love me So all is swell ) /// Around her ya don't shovel snow Offa the sidewalk Ya shovel Misery Ya shovel Poverty fortunately we got a lot a money So we just hire some Mexicans to do it • She looked deep into my soul and loved me I guess she didn't see what god sees ( but we don't need him We got each other ) /// We have so much in common • we both love me
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Nov 13, 2014
Nov 13, 2014 at 8:44 PM UTC
Truest love poem !
WW ( (•) (•) ) v ~<>~ X I see you --- --- --- --- Metalic dreams ! Spider man love ! • She calls to me to come out of the vast fascism That has become The death knell song We worship •• ( the fascist song we worship ) I WUV YOU I WUV YOU WON'T YOU **** ME PLEASE MY KNEES ARE SO ****** FROM CRAWLING ALONG I CAN'T HARDLY EAT THE **** OFFA THE STREET THAT THE FASCIST PIGS OF THIS CORPORATE STATE HAVE LEFT FOR US TO HUMILIATE ANY REAL FEELINGS WE MIGHT STILL HAVE •• I see you •• She calls to me to come to her In a real sense For real love •• She says LEAVE THESE DEAD POETS TO THEIR SELF AMUSING IDIOCIES ! THEY WON'T CHANGE THEY ONLY REINFORCE EACH OTHER 'S PAIN TO EASE THEIR OWN •• ( she too Sees ---- you ) •• Sweet mercy ! Compassion ! Grace ! •• ( is BERYLDOV LEW correct ? ) Is this healing humor Or hurtful sarcasm ? ) •• Does anyone care what wisdom remains In the metallic dreams Dying Dying In our Spider-Man hearts ?
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May 17, 2014
May 17, 2014 at 10:37 PM UTC
heal dog heel
Well Ya cud jes keep ta yer lame excuses! Probly what yell do! Like always ! wol me important? ****  no! -- Jes watching ! Jes observin! NOT doin Got it? --- Nobody doin nuttin Das me ---- Leeme alone Alone! ---- ------- ----- _______ I usta be important but I got hurt tryin I usta be important but I got hurt tryin I can't get hurt no more ! I done stopped tryin Ya see! -- Ain't important no more Not me Ain't important no more Not me Not me No more ----------- WELL WELL WELL -- Wa you mean You ain't important no more! Shut da **** up and get offa Yer lame *** or I show ya what's important Dat for sure!
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May 17, 2013
May 17, 2013 at 8:43 PM UTC
The importance of being important
And I With PASSIONATE INSINCERITY Told you I loved you And you with PASSIONATE INSINCERITY Exclaimed I believe ! I believe ! And then With PASSIONATE INSINCERITY I said You are not who I thought you were ! Now begone ! And you With PASSIONATE INSINCERITY Threw yourself to the floor screaming With PASSIONATE INSINCERITY I am broken ! So very broken ! and the audience With PASSIONATE INSINCERITY started clapping and screaming I can relate ! I can relate ! /::/ Well Now I gotta go and write Our EMMY AWARD acceptance speech And you better wipe The *** offa your face I see your mother approaching
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Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 6:52 PM UTC
Reading the script
Prayers In any language, of any religion Basically say: " oh shit,what's goin on?" //// //// I loved this girl See Then she left me See WHATEVER THAT MEANS! But ya can't say that! They'll think you're weird //// //// This world ***** WHY? . Why?...........BECAUSE THE PEOPLE **** That's pretty obvious So **** ' em Lets live! //// //// Some dude he pushed me offa da platform In front of the subway train!! "That ain't gonna happen to me again" I sez
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Mar 13, 2013
Mar 13, 2013 at 2:41 AM UTC
Tiny tots
aint no-one "here"--------- --------------"here" done got sent somewhere's else and erryone went with it -------- people aint be talkin no more afraid a bein heard that's it! people aint talkin out loud cause dey knows dey sound stupid ------- politicians talk for us they are all ********* "hee haw....hee haw" das us!! -------- we abandon de chilrun dey is dyin we think "how do we make money offa dat?" --- i wrote a love poem about an imaginary girl she hurt me real bad! youdda thought i could make an imaginary girl love me? NOPE! --- das what's goin on in the "here" that aint
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Nov 18, 2010
Nov 18, 2010 at 9:42 AM UTC
here
softly the native song plays boldy even from death ----- the mountains are gone! gone!!! gone!!!! only gentle spirits to tell the tale ------ and you? you! what shall you do to declare your divinity? ------ hot roding hell to the end of the line --------- simple songs well what really is being SAID? nothing ------------- walking naked yeh we seen it before -------------- speaking truthfully yeh we aint heard THAT for a very long time ---------- even us great poets gotta get offa our *** sometime ------- right? ------------ we are so very something-or-0ther yeh we are
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Dec 15, 2010
Dec 15, 2010 at 11:54 AM UTC
we are
I'll show dat boye Wat momma got to offa him And he will kno it Wen I walk into dat door Baby boye be on da floor.
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Aug 12, 2015
Aug 12, 2015 at 9:31 PM UTC
On da floor
And then? •• •• After all the complaining & Shittin on the floor & Sleeping in the **** & Slapping the old lady & Kicking her out the door & Memorizing all the sound bytes Offa the tee vee & Getting a steady income Like any Celebratory thief --- It comes to this! •• •• God **** •• To this! •• •• Kinda makes ya think But • We got them tee vee sound bytes We got our razor blades So ain't nothin challenging Our massive self deceit •• •• Yeah this thinking **** It just ain't for me • & I don't question living Cause I'm dead anyway
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Feb 3, 2014
Feb 3, 2014 at 5:34 PM UTC
Poems never age
T*here was plenty cats who could ****** a quarter offa backboard,* They used to say up at Happy Warrior, *But the Goat was the only one Who could float so long that he could leave change*, And then they’d slap each other on the back, Laughin' until they couldn’t breathe. Some folks still tell the story, old timers—hell, old men now, But they don’t laugh much no more, because they all know the story; Ain’t one of those things where people ask Whatever became of... Like a Boobie Tucker or Funny Kitt, because Earl was a myth, see, A neighborhood Icarus, but one with moments of doubt The pusher, all loud clothes and soft smooth voices, Played Earl and played him to his weak hand. *College coach ain’t gonna push for no brother Who ain’t got the grades, No matter how much lift he got.   Then what, man? You gonna hang outside the park, leanin’ on the fence, Some old man whose name used to get you respect? **** man, you think you can fly? Man, I got somethin’ make you fly.* The pusher baited and Earl hit the hook hard; Wasn’t long before he was noddin’ on corners Like some old **** wino, Pretty soon a stint Upstate after he botched robbin’ some bar, Then a long slow slide until he died. The Hawk, Alcindor, The Pearl—they knew he was the man, Best ever according to Lew, and man how he flew, But the streets have their own peculiar physics And the rim ain’t nothing but ten feet off the ground.
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Feb 6, 2017
Feb 6, 2017 at 7:46 AM UTC
The Temptation Of Earl Manigault
! No ! ! •• The Drreams are not Random No Life is wasted nor " In Vain" •• So Put on your White Hat & Get up upon your Stallion ! •• I'm gettin sick a watchin ya just Mope around •• Waitin for THE MAN Ta "take YE out!" •• What does it really take ta Allow YE to feel good About Yourself ? •• Please don't tell me ( AGAIN !) "It's a good ****** boy friend Or girl friend " • I'm gettin tired a washing the puke offa My computer screen •• What's a HUMAN BEING? •• Time to answer !! (No doubt !) •• So let's get it on now You and me It'll be hard later When we 're in our graves
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Feb 23, 2014
Feb 23, 2014 at 5:10 PM UTC
Each a sacred moment really
cavalier blue delugecloud loud end of history: juxtaposed, prolly poet tooth uncouth harbinger slurp word is tut in a tux is untucked in the back slackers unite brackish worm gonna get that last laugh proud nevermore immaculate grip slip yum crown lookin a lil drab cue the last can of  laughtrack drunk offa this dram a petals fell sipped from a chipped pinkbone china teacup from gramma's cabinet puke green Davenport wrapped in plastic kept nice for company the last novel is coming without comma i can feel it now, cantchu? oh, and im not mad im jus madhatterer than you
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Aug 12, 2016
Aug 12, 2016 at 10:18 PM UTC
Untitled
I waiver in and out of using God in my favour I wanna pass these English papers ya see Become a journalist go overseas I’ve got it all planned out Cause that’s the way it makes sense It’s a truth I can focus my lense And I’m asking god to help me To bless me in my ways, But it’s been days since I’ve been stuck in this grey haze Not really sure if it’s a passing phase Cause I have favour when I walk the way of my saviour I literally can do anything my heart does desire He gives me the fire But When it’s me tryna distinguish the plan Cause I’m impatient and I can’t understand It’s like “Yo gimme the map” , eventhough I’m a blind man and I’m walking right offa track He makes your ways straight He has the perfect plan but you must wait And don’t be afraid of passing times, Or rising crimes Or pressure that seems to suffocate And surround you God will confound you, Yes he will astound you, Just let your worries melt Away Trust in the lord , His word is a sword Not in The words of man that will lead you astray You may have a past but the lord has today And he’ll be sure to make a way.
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Jan 14, 2019
Jan 14, 2019 at 9:41 AM UTC
Give God the map
Thinkin you hot in hip hop playing skip it in the summertime Thinking when reading the dictionary out loud everytime when you state in dumber “rhymes” Spittin lethal when you’d get abused by thought And forget the fruited wisdom cuz you’re too confused with motts Thinkin you flowin when you ******* in the niagra With all that power you’d think that you created ****** Forget your lefty made bout, cuz your rhymes be played out You couldn’t even hip hop right even if your left knee gave out My women call me Mc claps that I’m “eatin prego” Cuz you receive applause every enlightenment down when you’re getting thrown at eatin everything from off the floor when you’re gettin thrown at from every freakin tomato I left mousetraps around your bed to prove that you bomb cheese The next morning after I stole all the mousetraps offa your mom’s knees You’re only hip hop when rats are attackin your feet To have you rappin and dancin when evading death to abackin your feat Dig out your eyeballs and glued them to my God-blue reeboks too so that you can see walk Might as well morph in-to a dictionary verbalized so that you would be talk Get your **** tatted with my rhymes so that you can beat mine And ********** to a dictionary everytime elementary to see rhymes Intent in poetry id is the only time when you can see mine Your poetry is better than smoking potent sleeping powder Your capacity growth is better than your open reading hour You couldn’t roll with these punches only when you’re swingin on rollerblades
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Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 12:58 PM UTC
Poetic Hip Hop
Thinkin you hot in hip hop playing skip it in the summertime Thinking when reading the dictionary out loud everytime when you state in dumber “rhymes” Spittin lethal when you’d get abused by thought And forget the fruited wisdom cuz you’re too confused with motts Thinkin you flowin when you ******* in the niagra With all that power you’d think that you created ****** Forget your lefty made bout, cuz your rhymes be played out You couldn’t even hip hop right even if your left knee gave out My women call me Mc claps that I’m “eatin prego” Cuz you receive applause every enlightenment down when you’re getting thrown at eatin everything from off the floor when you’re gettin thrown at from every freakin tomato I left mousetraps around your bed to prove that you bomb cheese The next morning after I stole all the mousetraps offa your mom’s knees You’re only hip hop when rats are attackin your feet To have you rappin and dancin when evading death to abackin your feat Dig out your eyeballs and glued them to my God-blue reeboks too so that you can see walk Might as well morph in-to a dictionary verbalized so that you would be talk Get your **** tatted with my rhymes so that you can beat mine And ********** to a dictionary everytime elementary to see rhymes Intent in poetry id is the only time when you can see mine Your poetry is better than smoking potent sleeping powder Your capacity growth is better than your open reading hour You couldn’t roll with these punches only when you’re swingin on rollerblades
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