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Silent TearsSilent Tears by Lust0fADeeperPain
Silently weeping
Over the unkept promises of yesterdays life
In the depths of my heart
Reality slowly turns its knife
Silently sighing
Over the meaningless words spoken
In the depths of my soul
I'm left alone and broken
Hidden behind a smiling face
I secretly cry
Trapped inside this cold cruel place
Where I slowly die
From the starvation of love
Silent tears fall like rain
A down pour of heavy emotions
My heart cries in endless pain
For no one hears my cries
I'm lost in a stormy ocean
Where the winds and waves drown my sighs
Torn by my lovers lies
Her beauty so overwhelming
It blinded my eyes
A painted smile upon her face
But her heart was black
As black as the midnight skies empty space
Silent tears
Weep all alone
My hunger for love
Goes deep into my bones
Lonely and cold
My body violently shakes
From the pain you cause me
My heart and soul forever aches
Silent tears
No one loves me the way I need to be love
No one understands me or cares to try
No one knows what I'm thinking of
No on
HeadacheThere's demonsHeadache by xxdraxx
My mind
To escape.
It's giving
A Headache.
No redemption without bloodShe catches a glimpse of herself in the mirrorNo redemption without blood by disneynumber1fan
and winces at the sickly creature that stares back with hollow eyes.
Her skin is grey and sagging against her cheekbones,
But at least her ribs are visible as they peek out from under her shirt.
Unseen fingertips press against her hips
as she bites down hard on her lip until the coppery sensation of fresh blood
mingles with the tears that roll onto her face.
Her voice trembles with uncertainty as she forces the words out
between strangled breaths:
I'm beautiful.
She tries on a smile that seems awkward and out of place,
and she knows that her words offer no truth.
She wants to believe the angels that offer redemption,
but behind their warm and welcoming faces
there is betrayal and disloyalty.
Her thin lips crack as she pulls them tightly into a frown
and her breath is taken in by shaky gasps.
The air tastes acrid and unfamiliar on her tongue
and she feels the bitter urge to vomit
and relieve herself of all the ugly blackness cl
Cyclical loveI see a beginning and an endCyclical love by xXI-Feel-InfiniteXx
clasped within the lines of your palms, echoing
in the ripples of your irises;
I remember the apricot april morning
stumbling over your outstretched legs
in the park which I had never seen as
anything more than a cut-through, but
my life changed course and the park
became a destination and I still don't know
when I noticed that I was waking up
twenty minutes earlier just to
talk to you before work, just to hear
your lilting voice flow through my ears and
fill my mouth with ideas;
And I remember the dew drops kissing my feet
when you convinced me that it was practically illegal
to wear shoes in june and I watched as
the grass pressed hatched patterns into your skin
and for a moment I wished that they were my fingers
holding you in eternal summer lawns, swan choruses,
whirring rollerskates, the smell of peach blossoms;
And I remember you blooming and shedding
the remnants of your cocoon as you pointed out
made-up constellations littering a swelling augu
|Hello poets, I welcome all of you to this group. I love to see all of you and how much you love poetry, so far we have great writers, and I hope to gain even more. This group is here to help people grow, like myself. Poetry is my life, and I hope others feel the same way. I hope to have a lot of special activities and contest going on in this group very soon, please feel free to give us new ideas, and to invite new members. Writing can be a get away in life, that can make you feel better.
Silent TearsSilent Tears by Lust0fADeeperPain
Silently weeping
Over the unkept promises of yesterdays life
In the depths of my heart
Reality slowly turns its knife
Silently sighing
Over the meaningless words spoken
In the depths of my soul
I'm left alone and broken
Hidden behind a smiling face
I secretly cry
Trapped inside this cold cruel place
Where I slowly die
From the starvation of love
Silent tears fall like rain
A down pour of heavy emotions
My heart cries in endless pain
For no one hears my cries
I'm lost in a stormy ocean
Where the winds and waves drown my sighs
Torn by my lovers lies
Her beauty so overwhelming
It blinded my eyes
A painted smile upon her face
But her heart was black
As black as the midnight skies empty space
Silent tears
Weep all alone
My hunger for love
Goes deep into my bones
Lonely and cold
My body violently shakes
From the pain you cause me
My heart and soul forever aches
Silent tears
No one loves me the way I need to be love
No one understands me or cares to try
No one knows what I'm thinking of
No on
No redemption without bloodShe catches a glimpse of herself in the mirrorNo redemption without blood by disneynumber1fan
and winces at the sickly creature that stares back with hollow eyes.
Her skin is grey and sagging against her cheekbones,
But at least her ribs are visible as they peek out from under her shirt.
Unseen fingertips press against her hips
as she bites down hard on her lip until the coppery sensation of fresh blood
mingles with the tears that roll onto her face.
Her voice trembles with uncertainty as she forces the words out
between strangled breaths:
I'm beautiful.
She tries on a smile that seems awkward and out of place,
and she knows that her words offer no truth.
She wants to believe the angels that offer redemption,
but behind their warm and welcoming faces
there is betrayal and disloyalty.
Her thin lips crack as she pulls them tightly into a frown
and her breath is taken in by shaky gasps.
The air tastes acrid and unfamiliar on her tongue
and she feels the bitter urge to vomit
and relieve herself of all the ugly blackness cl
Cyclical loveI see a beginning and an endCyclical love by xXI-Feel-InfiniteXx
clasped within the lines of your palms, echoing
in the ripples of your irises;
I remember the apricot april morning
stumbling over your outstretched legs
in the park which I had never seen as
anything more than a cut-through, but
my life changed course and the park
became a destination and I still don't know
when I noticed that I was waking up
twenty minutes earlier just to
talk to you before work, just to hear
your lilting voice flow through my ears and
fill my mouth with ideas;
And I remember the dew drops kissing my feet
when you convinced me that it was practically illegal
to wear shoes in june and I watched as
the grass pressed hatched patterns into your skin
and for a moment I wished that they were my fingers
holding you in eternal summer lawns, swan choruses,
whirring rollerskates, the smell of peach blossoms;
And I remember you blooming and shedding
the remnants of your cocoon as you pointed out
made-up constellations littering a swelling augu
What's Poetry, What's Not?I write if I'm happy, and I write if I'm notWhat's Poetry, What's Not? by Yamiga
I write I'm sad, depressed or distraught,
But I know when I write, I put in a lot of thought.
It may not be neat or amazing like your work,
But don't dismiss it, like a snobby jerk.
So what if it's my daily life, or how I feel at the moment?
You don't have to read it, look at it, or comment.
All that matters to me, is that my art carries emotion,
you only write poems, in a rude and selfish motion.
You say I can't write poetry, because I speak from my heart,
Compared to your works, you probably hail my work as a fart.
You say my works have no story, but that's you inability as a reader,
I thought you were supposed to know, how to look between the lines, to see each word clearer.
Writing is composed of words sometimes five, maybe six,
but each letter each sound has a significant to it.
If you can't see that, then that's to bad for you,
You're just a silly writer who pretends to have a clue.
Bur I write when I'm sad, depressed and what not,
Life or Choice?Am I a life, or am I a choice?Life or Choice? by Yamiga
Am i something that can be so easily killed with one pill, just because I'm an unwanted mistake.
Is it my fault that I was some how mistakingly thrown into this world, through your actions and poor judgment?
Is it my fault that you yourself have thrown your own life out of balance?
You say it's your choice to have me, but is it your choice to kill me?
I may be inside your body, but trust me, I'm a completely different soul, I'm special.
I'm weaved with ideas that you can never imagine.
I'm smart, I'm talented.
I'm sweet, and beautiful.
I may have your eyes.
So don't you want to see me? Don't you want to discover what I can do?
Or will you end it all, will you ruin your chance of ever meeting me again by one swallow
of that pill?
It is your choice to control your life, but it is not your choice to control mine.
It is okay to love, and it is okay to give your heart away,
but do so with the knowledge that it is not just between two people.
Do so with the kno
Feel ItIt's better to feel the pain than to face the pain.Feel It by Yamiga
You may not understand that, but I can tell you what it means.
Have you ever been hit so hard , you can't even get up afterwards?
Pushed in the hallway at school?
Called a bitch for no reason,
or called a slut just because you like the 'popular' boy?
Have you ever been made fun of because a difference?
Been called dumb or stupid because you simply can't comprehend?
Have you been pushed around and judged for your sexual orientation?
Have you ever felt true pain?
Have you ever been so trapped inside and you want to scream, but no one hears you?
Better yet...yes they hear you, but they either ignore you or laugh at you.
You stand there, with tears in your eyes, looking around at their blank faces screaming "What is wrong with me?"
You are tired of being judged, but you cannot face that pain. So feel the pain.
Can that razor understand you more than your family? With every slice of your angelic skin, can you feel the pain of y
Bottled ShipsI've sailedBottled Ships by xxdraxx
Bottled ships
Into your lips,
And have thus,
Been able to explore
I otherwise
Would never have found.
I am not your savior.
I never fended off your demons,
I befriended them.
They've become my messengers,
And have put up your
White flag for you.
Usually, this would be my chance
To explore new territory.
But today,
I'm feeling sea sick.
Jumper(Please Read: A few people have written comments about the subject matter. This story involves some very serious issues (particularly religion, death, suicide)in a very light or even comedic way. The intent was not to trivialize these issues, but draw attention to them and the problems with taking them so lightly. I understand this may upset some people so wanted to mention it before hand.)Jumper by EricAMBM
For a second his eyes burned. A bright light glowed in front of his eyelids, causing him to wince and tighten them further. The light didn't relent, and he groaned irritably. It was far too bright for him. He turned his head to the side, hoping the light would seem dimmer. Instead, it simply shone through the corner of his eyelid, and strained them further. In the end, it was no use.
With a sigh, he sat up. He turned to face the window, where the light from the sun had woken him.
So it was morning. THIS morning. The one he had been waiting for.
He had been waiting for it with a mix of exciteme
InsomniaI can't think of anything right nowInsomnia by katamaris4ever
And my mind has been all over the place
Searching for ideas that haven't been created
I'm tired and exhausted since I've exhausted my options
And I just want to sleep.
But every time I go to bed
The thoughts of iniquity invade my dreams
I wake up in the midst of silent horrors
The monstrosities calling out to kill me
So I have to wake up.
And the murderers disappear
As do my saviors
So I'm left with the person who created this mess
Looking at the mirror at the chilling reflection
It's not me.
I need to get a dog.
Loneliness ConsumesI don't care.Loneliness Consumes by KittySib
They have soul mates.
That's fine.
So what if I'm the oldest?
So what if I'll be alone forever?
It won't matter.
I'm sure I can find a way to disappear.
Then I won't need a soul mate.
Then I can leave this place behind me.
All I have to do is try until it works.
Invincibility can only go so far.
I can't stand this.
Sitting in my room crying because I'm so lonely.
There has to be a better place for me.
I just have to ditch this one.
I used to be able to hide inside of myself.
Now though,
I've ventured too far into the "real world"
I have to go back.
I can't stay here.
If I can just hide inside myself again,
It won't hurt so much.
I just don't know how to escape.
I guess that makes me pathetic.
The loneliness eats away at me
No matter what I do.
FencesThe empty swingsets countFences by Deaths-Lament
the hearts lost to simple mistakes
and fences buy the
souls no one else will
But the devil always gets his 10%
Meccawe're both crazyMecca by Deaths-Lament
in this living,
But it's fading
like a suns supernova
and the dust of the worlds
we crushed into stardust
are chalking our insides
Together we can
burn our nightmares
and let hydrogen steal
our clouded gaze
and seal our souls in
gamma poison bursts.
From the ashes of
the night sky,
where god first burnt out
heaven and sent a star to
a smouldering prison,
we choke
and fade
and burn ourselves
a living,
new mecca
Murky insideIt is dark and cloudy inside.Murky inside by pytryseck
The windows look murky.
Is this gonna be my new hide?
Where loneliness is lurking?
What is the place I am describing?
Welcome to my frozen soul.
I am my depressions bribing.
Yes, life can taste so foul.
Why am I feeling this guilty?
Well, I am nobody's judge.
No one thinks I am filthy.
But, it doesn't help me much.
Could I wash the dirt away?
Maybe with my tears, who knows?
But I can't, I am so afraid.
Again and again... life in pain flows.
Crash-landing lovershe was the kind of boy who flewCrash-landing lovers by xXI-Feel-InfiniteXx
with iron wings,
and she was the kind of girl who swam
carrying an anchor,
there was no way he could stop her
from drowning.
there was no way she could stop him
from falling.
To the boy who broke my heartWe only communicate by letters,To the boy who broke my heart by xXI-Feel-InfiniteXx
stamps stuck down with kisses,
delivered by cupid (or by royal mail)
I have fallen in love with the curves of
your name, stroking your white paper skin
scrawling love notes in the folds of your
collarbone, the folds of the envelope,
pressing my hands into your back
with every word spilling
from my mouth to your eyes;
in the silence we say so much,
separated at opposite ends of the sky
we entangle our hands, braid our fingers like plaits
And your scribbles sigh from my pinboard
and my cursive whispers from your desk
reading between the lines, I can hear our heartbeats
echo, our steps falling in sync
I love it when you wear those red blue and white stripes,
when the airmail stamps are not smudged,
when the queen smiles at me
as if she knows what you've written, as if she is our matchmaker
and you sign off with an x and I give you three in reply -
Maybe I gave too much,
packed my future in tissue paper and a parcel,
packed my life into two beaten suit
Battle of hearts melodyIn the middle of the nightBattle of hearts melody by HydromelKing
In the battle of our hearts
We never are ready to fight
We never know when it starts
Suddenly I feel you thrill
And I need to hug you
In your eyes love is so real
I want an other rendez-vous
Please baby, can we dance ?
Do you give me a chance
To prove I'm a good man ?
Do you wanna be my Catwoman ?
I can be dark without your light
So stay closer to me little fairy
There will be wonderful times, right ?
Show me what is your power, baby !
So Long As I Have ThemThey're contradictions of a wonderful kind.So Long As I Have Them by LyricalAutumnWind
They're people I can't live without.
An understanding light with a difficult side,
One shines upon my heart.
She is my hope, my positivity, my pride.
Though not always easy to deal with,
she takes the hard parts in stride.
She gives me the strength to keep trying,
No matter how much I want to quit.
An angelic demon with no plans on dying,
She's my Frustrating Supporter.
Better company than these friends, I may never find.
They're people I hold in my heart.
Another's a raging ball of fun, a furious, wild thing.
A bundle of wonder and drama,
She's often confused and confusing.
Clueless, outrageous, contagious,
She's funny, demented, and knowing.
Sometimes we struggle;
we misunderstand and vent the wrong way.
But at the end of it, we huggle.
For she's my Loving Pain.
These people are always on my mind,
They fuel my every dream.
The third is gentle and calm,
with the occasional hyper streak.
With her I never have any qualms;
that's just how laid-
BurnedGet stungBurned by BrunoMonsterberg
Unable to sense
Unable to feel
Connections are no longer strong
Everything is always a layer away
Just out of reach
Just out of touch
Somedays I can look over to you
and in the right light, see
Cracked like porcelain
With soot surrounding
Making it all the more blurry
Unclear to see where the cracks
I want to apologize
Because I knew the person who did it to you
That cursed hero of love
Who thought it'd be safe
To take your hand and kiss it
Moving up and up and up
He's sailed away now
Out of you, out of me
We're left with some memories
That if we tried to grab
Melt between our fingers
Pastels mixing beyond our control
We haven't grown up yet
But I've learned a lot
That might help you
But I won't hold your hand through this
I've got someone else's to hold
You'll need to find someone yourself
How about that nice guy who's been
talking to you?
He probably likes you
More than you or me or her
or anyone might know
It'll be outside of reach
Til you hold you breath
Photo AlbumThe album of photos lying down on the floorPhoto Album by katamaris4ever
Make me squeal in enchantment for things in the past
The past is unlocked in the shape of a door
To the knob my hand is cast
But pictures always end up yellow
And memories will sooner fade
People do forget and mellow
While blue and green revert to jade
I struggle with the games I play
To wish for nothing more
But to be a child for one more day
Ten years old or maybe four
To play with friends I haven't seen
And ones I later missed
Correcting things I didn't mean
From the ever-growing list
But time is vain, it won't go back
And we age with every season
It's going forward to keep on track
Its ugliness the only reason
A perfect smile by many tries
Through fights and aches and pains
I see it all through camera eyes
The fuzzy looks it gains
So I cry and smile and laugh 'til it hurts
Remembering fragments of myself
And hang on to the album, caked with dirt
As I tearfully put it back on the shelf
But pictures always end
You know who you areMy first best friend replaced me with music,You know who you are by wazzalord3
Playing it till I got homesick...
my second best friend replaced me with a game,
conversations were never the same...
my third best friend replaced me with my ex,
all weekend they practice sex...
my fourth best friend replaced me with death,
Suicide, now I have nothing left...
my last best friend disappeared without a trace,
please, let death not be the case...
ImmortalImmortal by Nanashione
I surpass time's touch
Even death has no control
For I am no one
I saw nations rise
I saw the fall of countless
Such a lonely life
Everything I loved soon dies
It brings emptiness
A gift from Heaven
A curse from Hell, I don't know
Why, I'm immortal
2.18take my hand, don't be shy2.18 by kayceethe166
come with me, for tonight you die
i am death, the reaper, angel of night
collecting souls without concern
don't even think of trying to run
because soon enough, it'll be your turn
slip your fingers into mine
feel the bone and blood intermingling
gaze deep into my hood
see your victories and defeats reflected
look at the arc of my scythe
taste of the gleaming, wicked edge
the delicious pinch as it catches
and pulls
and separates the skin of your neck
fear me, because i'm all you've ever dreaded
chase me, because i'm all you've ever desired
thoughts and lives are fleeting
and the thought of life is, to me? a joke
i reside in the shadow of every soul
i stalked the first thing ever to move
and when the last creature finds perfection in stillness
my job will end
i am death, the reaper, angel of night
take my hand, don't be shy
feel my icy grip upon you
for tonight
you die
Am I afraid of Death?"Am I afraid of death?"Am I afraid of Death? by MeyouandI
Only a man who does not fear death,
Is a man whose lover he has already met.
If it's true love, he does not fear his death,
Rather, he fears his lover's demise.
Also, only a man who welcomed his parting,
Like a friend, like a man to his consanguinity,
Could not fear death itself.
After all, how could you fear something you accosted yourself?
But alas, I am not one of these men.
I am cynical, a bad omen.
Nor I could never hope to be one,
A person who could not be afraid of death.
I ask WhyI ask God everyday Why did it have to be you?I ask Why by Supach
Of all the people he could have chosen from.
If he had wanted to do the world a favour,
he could have taken the Big boss
of some enviroment destroying factory,
that´s choking the life out of all the animals and plants.
He could have taken the serial killer,
the child abuser and murderer,
who have no regard for humanity or even life itself.
Taken one of the drug bosses and dealers
who have thousands of innocent lives on their hands anyway.
No God decided it had to be you,
the dearest,most honest and loveable person
in my world,
and I ask God everyday... Why ?
By Suzanne Karbach
Things to Take on an Acid TripThings to Take on an Acid Trip by GrubbsWriting
Several matches for each plot of land in a phase of suicidal tendency, and perhaps gasoline for the sake of a better show.Glasses can be for the brightest lights on the older towers before implode and fade into dust, leaving themselves in clocks to in & around time, disintegrate. A topless thinking cap, for the open mind required by a chore of listening to raving schizophrenics that may have a point or two, depending on the voice whose behalf they speak on.
A vacation round the world in matters of time and variety, in store for our future, so I encourage all to pack accordingly. It is only a vacation in that you will deviant from what you think you know.
An old paper fan for the heated debates of distractions and attractions. Different eyes for every sight to behold so as to spice the convolution. Grenades to open letters from loved ones and old friends. Magnets to toss deep into clouds for purposes of entertainment. Gargoyles for the nightmares outside every wall you've built up. Sand
Tales of a Madman 106.Open your mind to lunacy,Tales of a Madman 106. by yzkethrag
accept the horrors of modern times,
become mad and rediscover yourself.
Write down the events of today's chaos,
draw the monsters of the media's mass hysteria,
sing songs about the secret goverment plots.
Set yourself on anxiety and panic,
lose your own self in the crowd,
looking for a medium to express yourself.
This is a crashcourse for insanity,
so enjoy the ride and see the world,
ablaze with the colours of wrongness.
Be as unhuman as you want to be,
but I would like to warn you,
that this place we're living already is.
Lose OurselvesA dancer's embraceLose Ourselves by DragonQueen97
Safe, almost hesitant
Holding you so you may not come too close
I'm wondering
When will the songs
That we dance to
Change to the music
That we can lose ourselves to
To Someone Special-You!When we look at each other we just see the shell,To Someone Special-You! by Alfie-Griet-Kipps
That's been given through centuries of sin;
But wouldn't it be a surprise to see,
The real person that is within?
Jehovah sees deep and sees what we can't see,
And He's chosen you to be his;
But if we try hard,
The true self to regard,
We'll see some of what actually is.
I can see you work hard for Jehovah our God,
I see love and desire that you share;
And your face has the glow,
That your heart makes you show,
The same love Jesus had, now so rare.
It's not how you look on the outside,
That's been passed on to you through sin;
But what you have made in this brief promenade,
Of your heart, of your self that's within.
It won't be long now 'til your body's remade,
And perfection God will it impart;
I just hope it will be as pretty to see,
As the beauty you have now in your heart.
Black WhispersWhat faith you have in this foetid world!Black Whispers by WordOfChen
With its fat fingers wrapped gleefully around your neck.
The smile of demons caresses your soul.
As the knife of betrayal plunges into your back.
Still you smile, with your head so heavy.
You drag yourself up upon aching feet.
Vainly hoping you might still survive;
I'll be waiting until you accept your defeat...
Get your Game Face ON!I hear you bring up the rookies; The grade-A talent!Get your Game Face ON! by WordOfChen
They're whooping my ass like it's a beauty pageant.
Their words are so sharp, I feel it's armageddon.
But they have missed out on one crucial lesson...
You see I get dirty when I'm bringing the storm,
Like tell me if this rag smells of chloroform?
And while you're knocked out, I will be dropping an essay,
On what you need to learn, if you want to be 'mainstay'!
Or maybe you'll remain another one-trick pony;
With every verse sounding like a two-bit phony.
You won't impress me and it's no use hiding.
I'm known to be like Jack Nicholson from the Shining!
So here comes Johnny! An axe for you though,
Because you're tired and your work is so cold.
You need to polish up on your free verse,
Before my acid rap, puts you in a hearse!
-Chennie, 27th May 2014
Art Trade: This PlaceOh, tell me, how could I not love this place?Art Trade: This Place by Diluculi
After all the things I did see and find,
Pretty are all the buildings, which encase
These lovely gardens, beautifully designed
No, not just designed, but composed they are
The sights and scents combine into a tune,
Peaceful yet strong, impossible to mar
Oh, I could spend hours and days here and swoon!
Then there are the people, pretty as well!
I don't mean just their faces, but their souls, too.
All my worries they easily dispel
And kindness shines through ev'rything they do
This is certainly the right place for me
There's no academy I'd rather be!
LoveLove at fist sight.Love by Inkwellthewriter
Such a stunning feeling.
You stare, but secretly your hoping they don't stare back.
Old desires flare up, and you wonder.
You hope.
Do they think the same?
Butterflies in your stomach they fly up,
And out of your mouth,
Song's of love and desire,
Silently echo in the background,
And you don't care,
Because there perfect,
You just stare,
There the one
My Love is SicknessMy love is utter sickness,My Love is Sickness by WordOfChen
I'll have you obsessed, until you're ruined inside.
And you will crawl and I will have you beg,
I swear I'll become the very voice in your head.
Oh you will suffer and you will sweat,
I will have you lusting for more than you get!
Losing it all, as lose your mind,
You're numb to this pain, so take this pleasure of mine;
Now open it up so you can give me more.
Close up your life and quickly lock up the door.
Or i'll have you spinning with my every touch,
And even when I use you it just won't be enough.
Your body desires and I'm letting it know,
You're already gone before I let you go.
My love is an utter sickness,
I'll teach you to love your very moment of weakness,
I'll teach you to crawl and I will make you beg!
I'll teach you what it's like to be mine in bed.
-Word of Chen, 16th May 2014
How to Insult PoeticallyOnce I happened upon a callow young lass,How to Insult Poetically by WordOfChen
Who apparently thought that it was cool to be crass.
And she turned her tongue upon the profession of writing;
Apparently she felt that it was in need of a smiting.
Though her raving and ranting made very little sense,
She seemed to be taking a rather harsh stance.
Apparently her pain was too great to be understood,
Far beyond the comprehension of this man from the hood.
So I stood there in swagger, clad in my bling.
While she behaved like 'Moon-Moon', in search of a thing.
She spouted some nonsense, some far fetched line,
About never idolizing the keen writer's mind...
...Aaaaaalrighty then,
If that is the case, then why ape my technique?
Why submit to several galleries; is your brain on the leak?
You are writing to be seen; you seek attention as I do,
What are we if not performers, is that not true?
Did you believe that you could use your past as a shield?
It counts, I'm afraid, for nothing, I feel;
For you see, I'm a killer, as bold a
UncensoredI only want to be who I am,Uncensored by KalineReine
Raw; uncensored and untamed,
Something a person who is made of cold stone,
Could never hope to know
One who is unbalanced,
Without knowledge of living life on the other side,
Passing through the mirrored hourglass,
As we turn our hands to fate.
Fuel my fire, and I will use it to burn you,
Resplendent in so many ways of the time,
Long ago, when I shifted the balance,
And was able to be who I am.
That was me, and I know me,
You dont know who I am,
How can you judge another,
When you dont even know who you are.
I had once stopped to question it,
And was responded to with such venom,
It is now clear to me that you lie,
I once was peaceful where I am now hostile.
I have freedom of speech and of expression,
And if I dont have that,
Then it is the same as being dead,
Dead to the world, and dead to my heart.
Rainbow ButterfliesRainbow Butterflies by Diluculi
All men are created the same
But you're different, a shame!
Can't you just try to fit in?
Hide your wish for it's a sin!
Walk in line, keep the order
Don't you dare to cross that border!
Butterfly, the lesson's bitter:
Hate is what love's preachers twitter.
Scared of the unknown they fight
Against it and for "What is right".
To reconvert you is their goal
Anxious by your lucent rainbow soul
All humans have the right to be free
To choose the person we want to be.
Why should the carnal shell stay a male
When each look in the mirror does ail?
What's the crime of love between adults
With the same gender? So why the insults?
Yet, a lot of the rainbow butterflies
Have to pretend, to hide and to disguise.
Only artists are allowed to astound
While the others dance in the underground.
So they won't corrupt normality
Even at the cost of human dignity.
Still I love to see the butterflies around
And watching them fly high above the ground.
High above the minds too small to grasp
Rainbow sou
Fast We LiveEvery single day goes by so very fast,Fast We Live by LuminousLotus
Not a single thought can ever ever last,
I write this as the sun goes down yet again,
The day is ending before it even began,
My life goes by in swishes and whirls,
Nothing in this world can stop its curls,
A moment of silence lasts not but a flash,
Decisions of the mind are anything but rash,
Fast we live through the day to day of our life,
Bearing each moment of glory and of strife,
A moment of greatness tarnished by more dark,
A moment of darkness washed away by a spark,
Life has ups and downs never good never bad,
We feel with our minds both happy and both sad,
Every single day goes by so very fast,
Not a single thought can ever ever last...
Pain like RainThe mist sweeps across my sun-glazed skin,Pain like Rain by prussiakitty
the clear sky darkens as storm clouds roll in.
I see people rushing to collect their toys,
mothers grab their children,
girls hide behind the boys.
People scramble from the pool like they aren't already wet.
As I sit and watch them,
from my place on the set.
Of this movie I call life,
the camera rolling,
edge of the knife
as it slides across my skin,
watch as the yellow sunlight seeps in,
and crawls beneath the surface,
goosebumps from the chill,
as the storm rages around me,
I watch as the pool fills,
and overflows with emotion,
like waves of depression on a cloudy day,
with the people shrieking and laughing,
when your tears ketch them as they run away,
and their sudden joy and ecstasy,
with the shock of your cold pain,
makes the storm quiet and settle,
and the sun come out again.
The Dead and the Gone BRThe reeking smell of decomposing bodiesThe Dead and the Gone BR by itzi-itzi
and the landscape of gray snow
always having a hole inside
how long has it been since my last meal?
fear has obstructed my mind
misfortune has been my best companion
my parents are no were to be seen
I hold thr grudge of losing my beloved sister
im lost in this horrific world
A world in chaos
I dont know whats good or bad because no were is safe
people you see, die as if there was a prize at the end
Sometimes I believe there is
i count the days but they feel an eternity
the future, I no longer believe there is one
how long can we survive like this?
Because living has been lost long ago
To Those Who Take The First StepTo Those Who Take The First Step by GrubbsWriting
A lesson in anguish in line of this
our cautionary tale and present process.
The eyes stare back like wet stones
at empty fields covered over with fog.
What Hell has been gone through to
Now see some patch of light beyond
Clouds and a few rolling slopes left,
To see now and to feel hesitation.
Ominous, is that fog, full of life
Without so much as a pulse
As floats like a lesser cloud over
These fields meant for running feet.
Thunder applauds from just
over the shoulder, as Hell awaits.
Turn around and see us, they cheer.
The voices take all tones in memory.
The carcass of a tree stems upward
Reaching like inverted roots in search
Of soils and waters to be reborn
There in a land of mistrust and confusion.
The bliss that radiates from that patch
Beamed down from Heaven,
Awaiting a tired soul in this cautionary tale
To equip deaf ears to Hell over the shoulder.
The eyes stare on, lacking in faith
They doubt themselves as messengers,
For known are the illusions wrought
by the past, unto th
i think you're neari think you're near, but can't be seen.i think you're near by sataikasia
so far away, what does it mean?
how could a heart beat on a shore
so distant where the thunders roar?
why is there silence in your eyes?
will all the special memories die?
please tell me that your love will live
with every song to you i give.
are all your skies dark in the day,
or do they thrive just in my way?
i think you're near, but can't be heard,
not even in a singing bird.
does my voice ring in your ears?
do you forget with passing years?
when will i hear a laughing sound?
perhaps when your smile is found.
speak of me though i am far.
tell them i am your shining star.
are all your windy nights so cold,
or are they just for me so bold?
i think you're near, but i'm not sure.
how much more can i endure?
can you even feel my pain
within the drops of angry rain?
i think you're near but can't be seen.
Tell it Like it IsI know you have a sweet heart,Tell it Like it Is by JL-Miller
And that you don't ever want to hurt anyone,
We have that in common,
But I think sometimes you have to learn-
Learn to tell people like it is;
What your feelings are
So they don't guess at it
Or they have hope,
But please learn to do this for me
Because I promise you, my friend,
One of my best friends,
I won't hold it against you
Because I love you,
And I won't walk away this time.
If time could stop, My love would be foreverI look toward your beautiful face, and see your dark chocolate brown eyesIf time could stop, My love would be forever by lollovebug
I see the love and desire you feel for me, and i see the importance that you keep for me in your heart
My eyes drift toward your soft lips, and how perfect they are
I fell in love with the way they feel when you kiss me
Suddenly your soft skin touches mine. our hands intertwine as we get closer
You pull me towards you, holding my waist, whispering in my ear
The sweet words of you love make me melt inside, i just love the way you make me feel
Kissing my neck up to my lips, our bodies close the gape inbetween us
And like passionate romance two hearts become one, two souls combined
If only this moment could be forever, then i would never leave it
Your thumb caresses my cheek, wiping away a stray tear
This moment so beautiful, so perfect, i have to cry
I see you smile, and i can't help but to smile back
How this moment could get any better, i wouldn't know
My love, like this moment, is to perfect to stop
And never wi
Wasted TalentI have my opinion,Wasted Talent by Thisntme
You have your cream.
I have a purpose,
You have an image.
I painted the world,
You painted your face.
My palet is rich,
My colors vivid-
Flowing together,
Forming my picture,
Given the attention
To this detail,
It's not a wonder,
That my picture speaks.
Your palet is paintless,
The colors all bland.
Flat and asymetrical,
Your purpose is lost.
While my idea runs wild,
Yours sits and stares.
No life in those eyes,
No depth to the scene.
A talent wasted,
Upon cares of the world.
You talent is amusing,
My talent is beauty.
To Die YoungHe died at the young age of 85, his life came but as a whisper that was heard across the world. His name was Jessie, a heart of platinum and deep yellow eyes of golden pits which looked onward into reality, and farther into fantasy. If there wasn't a bar who knew his name, it wasn't built yet, and young ol Jess sure was a drinker. Some say the heaviest beer sobs have their true personality spring out of the bottle when they have had too much, but Jess was the inventor of personality, and no amount of kegs, barrels or whiskey Jars would change that.To Die Young by Ellen-Souler
Regardless, he was an alcoholic. A bad one, to the point where he'd even piss his pants and still hold a drunken conversation. Got into a couple brawls, made enemies to, but he had more friends than a fox among clueless chickens. His vernacular was his own language, I remember him swigging his whisky with a cough and, "I'm hackin more than a lumber jack on Labor Day!" or, "This b
Love of MineSweetheart,Love of Mine by luckystar1124
its been a while,
since I've heard your voice,
and felt your warm hands on mine.
There's that moment,
when all I can hear
is the slow beating of my heart,
and only the faint sound of yours.
My love,
don't lie to me,
I know that you are slowly fading,
as you lose your grasp on reality
and let go of your hold on me.
I won't let you go,
I won't let you fall on your on.
My dear,
I love you,
but I will not cling to you,
I will stand tall,
and stand on the sides.
as you descend into the abyss
and go through the maze,
I will be there to guide you,
when I hear your heart call.
ApartHey there Romeo,Apart by luckystar1124
how does it feel to know?
That it was you in the end,
who lost to me, Juliet.
I was the winner here,
I won your heart my dear,
if you haven't notice yet,
nothing was analphabetic.
Disorder was the order,
in our courting
to beat each other
in this game of love.
My dear, my dear
you gave me your palpitating heart,
and I gave you my sash to hold
while I stood on a tightrope,
hoping I wouldn't fall into your arms first.
Two households alike in dignity,
yet we could never win them with our pleas.
You fell for me first,
but in the end,
we both lost,
to the love for each other's hearts.
And now, even through death,
we shall never part.
Les AdieuxDistance from thee is but a tickling ruse;Les Adieux by Shinato-Kawasaki
Aye, our geographic arithmetic—
To thy lover, such measures but amuse,
For such a "love" is simply simplistic
And reserv'd to honeymoon daydreamers;
Nay, our ripen'd depth boasts of lengthlessness
Unquantify'd by seconds and metres.
To quiver in thy leave would be faithless:
Thine impression stifles true solitude.
Doth not "farewell" prelude ev'ry greeting?
Doth not ev'ry clouded morrow include
A shining sun upon me though unseen?
So keepest thy precious presence to thee;
Minds married surpass physicality.
Broken by an arrowShe cast,Broken by an arrow by srinath-ste-v
an arrow,
And hit somethin'
To last
T'was narrow
But did cause
a smile.
But she left
and with her
the arrow she took.
It wasn't theft
But the once
stolen was shook.
The repercussion was
left unspoken
In reality T'was that the
Fragile she'd broken
The pieces were too much to hustle
The once fragile now an unsolved puzzle
And in the while- he lost the smile
AdorationI have this feeling locked away,Adoration by GaYtAcOs
My adoration for you,
I cannot say.
Your blue eyes, sparkle and glint
And I try not to blush,
But my cheeks still fill with at tint
A dark red flush.
How do you do this to me
Every time,
Make me so speechless, I turn into a mime.
It's pathetic I know
I've never been one for ribbons and bows,
But for you
I'd bend over backwards,
and turn my face blue.
So, before I give up and erase this whole thing
Please say you'll be mine
Valentine's DayOh why should I even care?Valentine's Day by bodders1991
I'm not too keen on having to share
What's the reason that you wait for this single day
Do you really want to hear what I have to say?
You do? Oh... Well... I'll just be honest then.
I don't even need to give a damn
I'm not interested in what you have planned
So why confess to me on Valentine's Day?
You're not going to like what I have to say
Well, since you asked I'll be nice and blunt with you
Please get a clue, for I'm not into you
I prefer to be on my own
There's no reason to answer the phone
So why you try calling I have no clue
Who even gave my number to you?
Not that it matters anyway
For I will not give you the time of the day
I don't even need to give a damn
I'm not interested in what you have planned
So why confess to me on Valentine's Day?
You're not going to like what I have to say
Well, since you asked I'll be nice and blunt with you
Please get a clue, for I'm not into you
How many times do I have to break your heart?
We never even had that preci
a midnight's lullabyTick tocka midnight's lullaby by candygirl101010
Icy clock
Rain now tries to thaw
Tick tock
Icy clock
Skin is growing raw
Tick tock
Icy clock
In this cold and heartless fog
A woman cries for help
A child's fears are strong
Tick tock
Icy clock
Screams chilling to the bone
And as he has his way with her
A child's left alone
Tick tock
Heartless clock
Intentions crystal clear
Taking hold of someone close
The child quakes for fear
No words escape the child's mouth
For such words now clog the thought
No one best to see such tears
No one to even glance
Though as it's eyes begin to close
The torture never lasts
Tick tock
Gentle clock
For struggling has come to pass
Picking up the child young
For a child's sleeping fast
Bird in the CageHello, helloBird in the Cage by PaleAuthor
my little bird
How are you today?
I see
I see
Maybe tomorrow
is a better day
Hi, hi
you bird
in the dirty cage
I heard you crying
like a human child
I see...
It was just my
But today
the cage is open
Why aren't you flying?
What are you so
scared of?
it was just
in my dreams
Oh, oh
my bird
I want to
hurt you
Please, please…
Fly away
The cage is dying,
the rust is growing
on you
In my dreams
I see that bird
crying like a child
in it's rusty cage
It's nothing more
but a decaying
of a small girl
I think I have seen
her somewhere
I can't think well
"Good day", the bird says
"Hi", I say
"Is something wrong?"
Are you still there
my little bird?
I know
I'm awake
But I can still see
the bird
sitting in a corner
of my house
"I love you", it says
I take the bird
take it outside
very far away
and hope it'll learn
to fly alone
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The BOE Welcomes Mrs. Bennett Coleman to the Board on Sept. 17, 2014
The Board of Education approved and welcomed Mrs. Bennett Coleman to fill the vacant seat at the September 17th BOE meeting. Mrs. Coleman will remain on the BOE until the January 7th reorganization of the Board.
Mrs. Coleman has lived in Fair Haven for 24 years and has 3 children, two at Sickles, one in Knollwood. She and her husband, Peter, attended both schools as a child.
She hold's a Masters degree in Education, has taught for over 18 years and has close to 25 years of community service in our county to draw from, including extensive work in our very own PTA.
We welcome and look forward to working with her under her new role!
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Our school district received a grade of 69. It is an average of the total scores of both of our schools in the district. Knollwood scored a 69, as did Sickles. Please review the PDF files attached. One is the official state report, the other a district-created spreadsheet that is an easier read, the third an NJDOE memo on guidance for grading schools and districts.
The scores are based on a 20-page self-assessment that rates performance in eight areas, including prevention, staff training, student curriculum and instruction, and reporting and investigation procedures.
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Why Can't I Be "Mom of the Week?"
- Monday, July 23, 2001
I have read that verse countless times. I always turn to it when it's been "one of those days." I hold onto the verse when I feel I might be losing my sound mind. For some reason though, I always go to the sound mind part of the verse. I seem to totally miss the part that says, "God has given me a spirit ... of love."
What is this "spirit ...of love" anyway?
The spirit of love is when the Holy Spirit gently, oh so gently, reminds us how we are to live. I don't need a day at a spa, even though I would enjoy that a lot; it would not refresh me as much as a good old-fashioned time alone with the Holy Spirit to renew my spirit of love.
I don't need my children to write a poignant letter about all that I do for them. I need to read a letter from the Lord which reminds me of all He has done for me.
A few minutes ago Bryan came to me with a book. He thrust it into my hands and demanded I read it to him. My first thought was, "I don't have time for this." However, I took the book and began to read thinking Bryan may get bored and walk away. Within a couple of pages, seven of my children were standing around my chair as I read the story.
As I continued to read, I realized it was one of those "oh so gentle" ways of the Holy Spirit. Tears began to form in my eyes as I read the story of the Wemmicks who liked to put stars on the good people and dots on the bad people. I realized as I was reading that I desired for my children to put stars on me. I don't want to be a Wemmick. I want to be a person who visits with the Maker of creation all the time, so I can be like Him. I don't need stars, letters, or a trip to the spa. I just need time with the Lord.
I closed the book as a tear dropped to the ground.
Christi shook her head at me. I'm sure in her mind she thought, "Mom needs to read 2 Timothy 1:7; she's on the verge of losing her mind!"
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a lil role reversal for JW and Big Mc. Wall blocks and rebounds Vale finishes on the break.
JaVale McGee: A Curse and A Blessing
It was during the first minute of last Thursday's Wizards game against the Timberwolves in Minnesota. John Wall did a nice job of quickly recovering on Luke Ridnour after he came off a ball screen and JaVale McGee did a nice job of helping. The attention paid to Ridnour forced him to attempt a pass, but that got deflected off the backboard by Wall who made the recovery and headed in the other direction. But for some reason, as he was pressured by Ridnour — but not too much — Wall decided to get rid of the ball, which, is not necessarily a bad idea … you can pass quicker than you can run … but perhaps not ideal when the pass goes to the big man McGee in the midst of him jetting up the court.
McGee caught the ball in stride, just before crossing the half-court line, put it on the floor once … put it on the floor again, a in-and-out move versus Darko Milicic … and put the ball on the floor a third time. Before anyone knew it, McGee was past several T-Wolves and scoring at the rim, an incomparable athletic maneuver for someone his size. That's when Wizards television analyst Phil Chenier said:
"I still say that's a curse and a blessing … the ability to handle the ball at 7-feet … that time it worked out well."
Sometimes the blessing of McGee's talents can be a curse when he thinks he can use them in just about any situation. And this time, he was unfortunately encouraged because it worked. The success rate of McGee pulling off such a feat is likely higher against a team like the T-Wolves, much lower against a team like the Boston Celtics. In any case, it's never truly ideal. Hence, it's difficult coming to grips with how to celebrate something that often causes chagrin in the heart of a coach, yet is pretty beautiful to watch.
You appreciate the blessing and hope the result is not always cursed, or at least that young players eventually learn to limit self-induced risk. And in this instance, note that to both McGee and Wall, as the point guard who might one day better know who he's passing to in that situation. Then you write about it and make a video of the play … JaVale McGee: A Curse and A Blessing.
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Javale is always a big question mark. He looked good there, but he is still quite raw offensively. He has no real go to move in the paint. So can he be considered a solid long term option in the forntcourt.
People always say that javale has no go to move in the paint, however I disagree. When javale is in the paint, he gives either a drop step or a dribble and 2 steps and then takes a hook shot or short jumper. This move has become very effective for him and I really have been impressed.
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Alan G. Brake on the growing importance of landscape architecture.
Dec 4, 2012
In recent years, landscape architects have seen their profile rise. The discipline has gained stature in the public's imagination, as well as among the allied disciplines of architecture, planning, and even civil and transportation engineering. Some, like prominent New Urbanists, have tried to paint this growth as a threat to architects and town planners, couched in a reheated rad versus trad debate (don't we have more pressing issues than endlessly rehashing the style wars?).
There are a number of reasons for landscape architecture's prominence. Catalytic projects like the High Line, Chicago's Millennium Park, and LA's new Grand Park have certainly galvanized the public around the need for high quality parks and public space. New York is reclaiming its waterfront through projects large and small, and marquee projects like Governor's Island the Fresh Kills promise to re-orient the city to embrace its identity as an archipelago.
Landscape architects have also been actively redefining what they do, reclaiming the profession's civic role and layering on new environmental and infrastructural potentials. Landscape architects have also been effective in claiming urbanism as their purview. Changes in federal and city policy have reinforced that role through programs like "Greening America's Capitals" and New York's Clean Water Act consent agreement with the EPA. As an observer, these developments appear great for urban areas. As cities cope and adapt to climate change and rising sea levels, I expect the discipline's role to continue to expand.
Landscape architecture's dynamism, however, also points to certain weaknesses in contemporary architecture and planning. Architecture has been caught in a kind of hangover from the pre-crash years. Much of the profession, not to mention architectural education, is still too obsessed with architecture-as-object. The rise of tactical urbanism is a reaction to this, and also often involves landscape-based projects. Planning seems even more stuck. Too afraid to engage with design—following the failures of much of modernist planning—planners have either buried their noses in policy or retreated into colored-pencil-clichés of urbanism that seem dated. Landscape architects have stepped into that vacuum."
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Lacy Ivy, 90, of Potts Camp, died March 25, 2012, at his home. He was the widower of Darsie Bell Ivy. He was Pentecostal and a retired farmer.
Services were held at 2 p.m. on March 27 at Holly Springs Funeral Home Chapel. Burial was in Chewalla Cemetery in Potts Camp. Bro. Jonathan Vasquez and Bro. Steve Wilson officiated.
He leaves his wife, Melenia Ivy; a son, Tommy Ivy (Dana) of Talbott, Tenn.; two daughters, Deborah Ivy of Potts Camp, Madean Ivy of Memphis, Tenn.; four grandchildren and four great-grandchildren.
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James Daryl Fitch, 45, of Marshall County, died March 21, 2012, at Baptist Oxford Hospital. He was a member of First Baptist Church of Holly Springs and a car salesman.
Services were held at 2 p.m. on March 25 at Holly Springs Funeral Home Chapel. Burial was in Hill Crest Cemetery.
He leaves his mother, Rose Fitch of Holly Springs; two sons, Tyler Fitch of Holly Springs, Drew Fitch of Las Vegas, Nev.; a daughter, Stephanie Nygaard of Las Vegas; a brother, Bo Fitch of Pickwick Dam, Tenn.; and two grandchildren.
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Services were held at 1 p.m. on March 24 at Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints in Collierville, Tenn., where she was a member. Burial was in Memory Hill Gardens in Tuscaloosa, Ala. Family Funeral Care was in charge of arrangements.
She leaves her husband of 39 years, Terry H. Morrison; a daughter, Cinderella Elaine Tollefsen of Anchorage, Alaska; a son, Terry P. Morrison of Carlsbad, N.M.; two sisters, Carmen Garcia Avary of Franklin, Tenn., Mary Ramona Garcia Stubbs; four brothers, David R. Garcia, Marcelino (Marty) Garcia, Joseph F. Garcia, all of Albuquerque, N.M., Richard Ted Garcia of Tucson, Az.; her parents, David and Carmen Garcia; and six grandchildren.
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V.L. Glover Turnage, 86, of Aurora, Ill., formerly of Holly Springs, died Feb. 12, 2012. She was the widow of Josephus Turnage. She was a member of Mt. Teamer CME Church.
Services were held at 11 a.m. on Feb. 18 at Greater Love MB Church. Rev. John Nabors officiated. James Funeral Home was in charge of arrangements.
She leaves five sons, James (Zelma), Raymond (Toni), Joe, Hubert (Mary), Elton (Virginia), all of Aurora; siblings Sherman (Berniece) Glover, Fred (Ella) Glover, both of Holly Springs, Mollie Robinson of Memphis, Tenn.; 27 grandchildren, 26 great-grandchildren and three great-great-grandchildren.
She was preceded in death by a son, Percy Turnage; three grandchildren; and six brothers, James, A.T., Henry, Simon, Willie B. and Spencer Glover Jr.
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Services were held at 10:30 a.m. on March 24 at South Ashland Church of Christ, where she was a member. Burial was in the church cemetery. Bro. William Colburn officiated. J.F. Brittenum and Son Funeral Home was in charge of arrangements.
She leaves two daughters, Casynette Hoyle of Michigan City, Deborah Flemming of Holly Springs; eight sons, Freddie B. Johnson, Trence Johnson, Larry Johnson, Dwight Johnson, all of Ashland, Frank Howard Johnson of Memphis, Tenn., Ellis Johnson, Rickey Johnson, Sylvester Mark Johnson, all of Holly Springs; three sisters, Vellar B. Smith, Clencia Mae Neal, both of Memphis, Mary Williams of Houston, Tex.; 22 grandchildren and 18 great-grandchildren.
She was preceded in death by siblings Dorothy Armstrong, Clara Jones, Andrew Bean and Franklin Bean.
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Presidents Park, Xi to speak at Korea-China economic forumUpdated: 2014-07-04 14:12:59 KST
Chinese President Xi Jinping spent his second day in Korea underscoring his country's commitment toward ties with Seoul in meetings with South Korean lawmakers.
And an economic and trade forum for officials and businessmen from the two countries is about to begin as we speak.
Both Presidents Park and Xi plan to make their case to the business leaders.
Let's find out what more is on the Chinese leader's itinerary for the remainder of his state visit here -- our presidential office correspondent Choi You-sun is live on the line.
The big event today will be the two countries' economic and trade cooperation forum, where both leaders will address some 5-hundred Korean and Chinese officials and businessmen.
President Park will stress the need to diversify bilateral cooperation from its current focus on the manufacturing sector.
She will also propose Seoul and Beijing work together toward realizing her Eurasia Initiative of linking energy and logistics infrastructure across the continent.
And I understand there were talks on a proposal for Seoul, Beijing and Tokyo to work together on researching Northeast Asian history?
Earlier today, Chinese President Xi Jinping met with Korean National Assembly Speaker Chung Ui-hwa, and responded positively to Chung's proposal to set up a trilateral historical research committee with Japan.
Emphasizing the need for the three Northeast Asian neighbors to share the same historical perspectives, the speaker talked about a three-nation committee that would one day jointly publish school texts.
To that end, the Chinese leader said the committee would serve to correct historical misunderstandings involving the three countries.
The comments come at a time when the Abe administration in Tokyo continues to deny its imperialist atrocities.
Beijing, locked in a bitter territorial dispute with Tokyo, has been pushing for more cooperation with Seoul on historical issues.
Chung then expressed his hopes to invite his Chinese counterpart Zhang Dejiang to Seoul, to which President Xi said he plans to suggest to Zhang more frequent exchanges and active dialogue between the two parliaments.
Before the business forum, President Park also hosted China's first couple for a luncheon, to further showcase the amicable relationship between Seoul and Beijing.
Just before wrapping up his Seoul visit, President Xi will meet with Chinese residents in Korea.
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Trying to find the best ready-made Chinese 'zongzi' (粽子) to take home... Where to go buy?
- J.L. Jul 8, 2011 11:50 PM
I must admit, I had trepidations about starting this thread so soon after the recent ruinous "XLB vs. soup dumpling" war, for fears it might incite another Chinese food nomenclature battle...
But after I bought a really awful batch of Chinese zongzi (粽子) yesterday, I said to myself, "Screw it, I needs to ask my fellow Hounds." So here goes:
For the uninitiated, a bit of background info: Zongzi (the Wikipedia-designated term for this food item, for lack of a better vernacular phrase in common usage) are yummy clumps (or pseudo-balls) of packed steamed glutinous rice, either savory or sweet fillings & ingredients (salted pork, peanuts, or sweet red bean paste, for example), wrapped on the outside by bamboo or reed leaves. They are commonly sold, ready-made, at many various outlets in the San Gabriel Valley. They heat up quickly and can be enjoyed after the unwrapping of the leaves, thereby exposing the delicious core.
For years, I've been buying my zongzi mostly from the 99 Ranch Market's ready-made food section. It was always decent in authenticity & taste, but never spectacular. However, I never questioned it, instead thinking myself so blessed to even find this stuff in America for sale. Yesterday, I made my usual purchase of a bag of 3 zongzi, brought it home, heated one up, unwrapped it, and...
It sucked. I mean it was truly, truly terrible. The rice lacked any taste at all, the ingredients were unchopped, and the whole darn thing was essentially flavorless.
I could only surmise that this means the production of these zongzi has been outsourced by 99 Ranch Market to, well, not China, that's for sure (since it'd be much tastier if that was the case).
Bottom line: I need a new place to procure my ready-made zongzi to-go. Tasty, well-made ones (savory and sweet), please. I've had some success with the zongzi to-go at SinBaLa in the past. Any other places worth trying?
As always, Thanks in advance!
I've only had the veggie one myself, but my mother-in-law usually gets them at I Fu Tang (in the Shun Fa / SG Superstore plaza).
I used to buy from Mei Lin Tou Chiang. But since they have already closed, switched to Si Hai on Las Tunas.
I buy the pork and mushroom kind. They also have the one with peanut and egg, if I am not mistaken.
Can't complain too much since it satisfies my craving and don't want to buy from grocery's frozen section.
I usually buy them from a shanghainese restaurant or Sinbala
651 W Duarte Rd Ste F, Arcadia, CA 91007
Come over to my house. We've got a garage freezer full of them.
But I digress and no doubt violate the Chowhound Terms of Use.
In any event, here are options to try, in no particular order, as I find that preferences in 粽子 vary widely.
Four Seas (Si Hai)
Cathy's Bakery
I Fu Tang
Yi Mei (Rowland Heights)
Huge Tree Pastry
Lu's Garden
Generally, stick to Taiwanese places and you can't go wrong.
re: ipsedixit
Which of those places do Tainan style "ba zhang"? That stuff is the shiznit. Lean pork, layered fatty pork, mushrooms, shallots, well seasoned sticky rice, dried shrimps, and dried fermented turnips 蘿蔔乾 which is vital to make it complete.
re: K K
None, by now probably.
The Dragon Boat Festive (or 端午節) was more than a month ago (June 6). Places that make them to order usu. don't stock specialty ones that require lots of ingredients and prep time. If you find them now, they're pretty basic fillings (e.g. fatty pork, peanuts, 'shrooms)
Huge Tree has really nice ones. Pork + salted egg.
J.L., have you tried the Vietnamese version? Banh chung? Sticky rice block filled with mung bean and possibly peppered salted pork belly, wrapped in a banana leaf? Pretty much the most stick-to-your-ribs thing I've had. They show up at a lot of the Viet delis in the SGV and Little Saigon; the banh mi shops typically have them.
When I was growing up, my favorite Viet breakfast ever was a banh chung, smashed down in a large pan and very slowly pan fried until it was crispy brown on both sides, with molten mung-bean pork-fat chunks throughout, the pork fat seeping out and helping fry everything, and sometimes hitting the side and getting fried into something like Viet carnitas.
It's the same thought, I think, as leftover risotto pancakes - something about glutinous rice/risotto rice refries extraordinarily well leftover... gets that super-crisp shell, ultra-melty innards thing...
re: Thi N.
Hey, that sounds great. Glutinous rice is just about the heartiest starch in the Asian repertoire.
Do they sell bahn chung at Bahn Mi Che Cali? BTW, I'm not fluent in Vietnamese; will that be a problem in ordering?
re: J.L.
Yes they do. At least the one in Westminster does. Just FYI, the Vietnamese version is cylinder shaped and I think the color of the string indicates the type of filling. I think.
They also have a cone shaped thing filled with shrimp, pork, quail egg, mushrooms, topped with rice flour, wrapped in banana leaf and steamed. Kinda like a spin off zongzi. Also very good breakfast fare.
re: J.L.
If you get the viet version (which as the previous poster said is cylindrical) you can just cut thick 1/2 inch slices of it, wrapper and all, kind of like a sausage. Then, remove the wrapper off the slice you cut off, and pan fry on both sides on medium-low heat until crispy. Cover the cut-end of the remaining cylinder with plastic wrap. That's how my family always did it, and it is indeed the best way to enjoy it.
I've been wrestling with replying to this post because I fear endangering my own supply. Most versions out there are undercooked and just inedible.
The best version I have found is at Dean Sin World. It's Shanghainese style, with rice and meat only. But like everything else at Dean Sin World, the components are are flavorful and cooked to perfection. The generous meat filling is tender and flavorful with just the right amount of fat that melts and blends into the rice. The rice is cooked through and has this smokey flavor that I can't quite identify but it's delicious. After loading up last weekend and having just finished the last one a few days ago, I felt sufficiently guilty enough to finally reply.
Now I'll be fighting you and that septuagenarian who always buys in bulk. Try to save some for me eh JL? They are usually available on the weekends...for now.
Dean Sin World
306 N Garfield Ave # 2, Monterey Park, CA
re: Porthos
Thanks for your frank response, Porthos. Don't worry: I only buy 2 or 3 at a time anyways. On Las Tunas, Si Hai's version is decent, and Cathy's Bakery next door also has pretty good zongzi.
Cathy's Bakery
708 E Las Tunas Dr, C San Gabriel, CA
re: Porthos
When you say rice and meat only, do you literally just mean nice fatty pork with rice? No mushrooms, peanuts, or dried shrimp?
re: taiwanesesmalleats
Yes. Shanghainese style.
re: Porthos
I prefer peanuts/mushrooms in mine but I ought to give it a try next time I pick up frozen dumplings.
re: Porthos
They should be slightly undercooked. That way when you reheat them they are perfectly cooked.
re: ipsedixit
Hmmm, I meant undercooked as the rice is still hard and needs another hour of boil time undercooked
re: Porthos
Zongzi are made by steaming, not boiling.
That said, the rice should not be undercooked, or hard.
re: ipsedixit
Gasp! Can it be true? Ipse is actually mistaken about Chinese food for once?!! :)
Zongzi cook more quickly boiled. After they are made, they are often reheated by steaming (or microwave). In fact, I have never heard of zongzi being steamed until you mentioned it (for the initial cooking process, not the reheating process). An internet search will show that steaming *can* be employed to cook them initially but steaming also takes longer. Boiling is often used.
Try to ignore the word "dumpling":
re: Porthos
When my mother used to make zongzi, she often cooked it in what I would think of as a half boil, where a shallow pool is made at the bottom of the pot and the zongzi set inside to steam/boil. I don't ever remember them being fully submerged in boiling water. But it's been years...
re: taiwanesesmalleats
I'm not saying each family doesn't have their own techniques or recipes. I'm just saying boiling is frequently used. The advantage of boiling (and see above links that make note of taking care to keep them submerged) is that it ensures more even and faster cooking.
re: Porthos
Oh I understand. Just thought I'd throw my perspective in the mix...
re: Porthos
We steamed them. Even when we sold them at our store, we steamed. It makes for a better zongzi. Trust me on this.
This link is almost exactly how we made it:
Part 1: http://travelswithsandy.wordpress.com...
Part 2: http://travelswithsandy.wordpress.com...
Another link that instructs you to steam. http://eatingchina.com/recipes/zongzi...
The problem with boiling it initially, is that submersing it in water for such an extended period time alters the viscosity and integrity of the sticky rice. Not a good thing.
Reheating by boiling is ok b/c you're not submerging them in water for so long.
You wanna be lazy? Boil away.
You wanna do it right? Steam.
re: ipsedixit
From your own eatingchina.com link:
"*People in southern Taiwan prefer to fry the rice after soaking it. They also boil rather than steam zongzi."
I doubt you could say one way or another is the "right" way. It would be like saying one Italian grandmother makes tomato sauce the "right way" and the other doesn't.
re: Porthos
The ones from Southern Taiwan are "jian zongzi" and not the ones we are talking about that are more typical Shanghainese style. Once you've either parboiled or cooked the rice, then it's almost necessary to boil the zongzi; steaming just won't do.
Honestly, if you ever have the chance to make the kind of zongzi you like (e.g. with fatty pork, 'shrooms, peanuts, etc.) make one that's boiled and one steamed and do a taste test.
Sort of like steaks.
You can cook a steak in the oven just like you can on the grill. You can bake a steak, but should you?
re: ipsedixit
Great analogy. Peter Luger cooks their steak in an oven. I prefer Peter Luger.
Plenty of Taiwanese grandmothers and friends boil their zongzi. The difference is in the filling and shape. Shanghainese style doesn't contain peanuts or mushrooms. Not sure what you mean by jian zongzi. I'm sure it's baited, but I'll bite.
re: Porthos
They have no fillings, and are essentially stick rice with rice flour. Sometimes a bit cornstarch and/or sugar is added.
re: ipsedixit
Ah, not true. Southern Taiwanese zongzi are not all jian zongzi (are those the sweet ones, or at least the ones you dip in sugar water?). As your link pointed out, Southern Taiwan zongzi contain all the standard ingredients including peanuts, pork fat, and mushrooms with the difference of stir frying the rice first and is boiled instead of steamed.
Your knowledge of Chinese cuisine is impressive and extensive and well respected. However, rarely I think your experiences and views represent the particular region of China that your family is from and is not necessarily universal to Taiwan or other regions of China (eg. jian jiao vs guotie, and in this case, steamed vs boiled zongzi)
As my links and even your links have proved, zongzi is often boiled and is not always steamed. Which is all that we were trying to determine...not which method is better, or lazy, or the way one's family does it, as that is all subjective and personal preference.
re: Porthos
Time we get together and break some zongzi together my friend.
Talk to you later.
re: ipsedixit
I'm definitely in for a blinded zongzi tasting...
...make it interesting with an attempted wine pairing?
re: Porthos
I prefer Moutai with my zongzi.
re: ipsedixit
Can I be invited as the impartial jury?
re: Porthos
You could make it a *really* interesting contest if you throw in some "dumplings."
re: raytamsgv
If "dumplings" is involved, then I think we'd need an octagon...
Two hounds enter, one hound leaves...
re: poggibonzzi
Rolling Wok, that Taiwanese owned dump of a (tasty, and hella cheap) steamtable joint, sells "Taiwan" style zongzi. So it says, I think (driving too fast) Someone go buy some. And ask them if they steam.
Rolling Wok
1609 S San Gabriel Blvd, San Gabriel, CA 91776
re: TonyC
Do people know that Rolling Wok donates the boxed lunches for the senior community centers for Temple City, San Gabriel and (I believe) Arcadia?
I know their quality isn't exactly even up to the standards of Shau Mei, but given their prices and quantity of food they give you on those school-cafeteria plates, and the fact that they are donating something like 200+ boxed lunches almost daily, I wonder where their profit margins come from.
re: ipsedixit
Did NOT know that. Thanks ips.
They don't have half the business of Oriental Express, but he is so very proud of his smoked chicken, claiming it the best for nearly 20 years. It's so incredibly dumpy that every member of the family refuses to visit, much less sit inside, leaving me the sole supporter.
I find a certain charm in all this, and hope he, like Lee's Garden, survives.
Lee's Garden
1428 S Atlantic Blvd, Alhambra, CA 91803


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can have different threshold and tipping point characteristics. Understanding these thresholds and tipping points, and the mechanisms controlling them, is among the most important challenges in Earth system science (NRC, 2007).
There is a great deal of complexity in Earth system science. The principal components of the Earth system may be defined and bounded differently, depending on the object of study (e.g., the climate system, biogeochemical cycles, ecosystems, and local to global-scale economies). Some Earth system components are defined more clearly than others; for example, ocean and atmospheric circulation is a relatively well-known system, whereas the climate system is a less-well-understood example. Additionally, system components interact according to rules that may or may not be able to be defined adequately. A principal property of systems is feedback, in which reciprocal interaction of components may be self-limiting (negative feedback) or reinforcing (positive feedback).
A principal tool for studying systems in general and the Earth system in particular is numerical simulation modeling. Models may focus on any particular subcomponent, for example, a polar coastal system including subsistence-based human communities, the Northern or Southern Annular Modes, and the Greenland or West Antarctic Ice Sheets. At higher levels of organization, a reduced-complexity model might include simplified parameterizations of each of these subcomponents in a model of the "full" Polar System. There are many different approaches to simulation modeling involving different strategies for defining parameters and interactions, but in general they all follow the systems concept, concentrating on defined systems of interacting components.
The following sections summarize plenary presentations from the workshop; these presentations were designed to set the stage for what is already known about climate change and polar ecosystems (see Appendix A for the agenda and Appendix B for plenary speakers and abstracts). Illustrative examples from both the Arctic and Antarctic terrestrial and marine ecosystems highlight climate change impacts currently observed in these regions. This is not intended to be an exhaustive list of impacts in the polar regions, but it is representative of the issues and climate-related changes discussed by workshop participants and speakers.
During the opening presentation of the workshop, Dr. Jeffrey Severinghaus addressed some of the differences between Arctic and Antarctic ecosystems based on current evidence of polar climate changes and atmospheric composition from ice core records. These records reveal that


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I used to believe that a person could never have too many books, or too many bookmarks. Then I moved into an apartment slightly larger than some people's closets (and much smaller than many people's garages) and all these beliefs got turned on their naïeve little heads. But what a person can always look for more of is really cool unique bookmarks.