Exception To The Rule

'I' before  'e' except after 'c'
Im afraid that rule wasn't  helpful to me!

I'm deficient at spelling and find it absurd
The incomprehensible weirdness of words

I'm reintroduced to the seismic array
Of words that don't follow the rules everyday!

My daughter is eight and
I hope she is free
 of this problem with words
that weighs heavy on me

My neighbour and I feel the  the same it would seem
We discuss the dilemma whilst sipping caffeine

It was all very foreign when  I was at school
Can you find the words that are breaking the rule?

poem by Stevie Taite
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Weather Wars

Severe storms, earthquakes and the like
Caused by Tesla technology aka HAARP
Perpetrated by America’s “Fourth Reich”
While politicos, networks n’ pundits carp

(Wake up…inform yourself, then push for change)

poem by Ray Lucero
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A Reminder

Raging emotion is just like a disaster
Sometimes impossible to predict like an earthquake
When anger triggers it shudders someone’s fate
Tension releases resulting shock pains

If the magnitude of the fight is severe
Like an earthquake with a magnitude of 8
Temper trembles, great misunderstandings arise
It loses respects and damages are high

Like a weakened nature a relationship fails
If we don’t resolve the problem in a nice way
Sit down and be calm, try to understand
So that aftershocks like regrets are left behind

poem by Rose de Ramar
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It is not light that we need, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake.

quote by Frederick Douglass
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Presenting statues of honor to reporters for covering an earthquake is like presenting a first prize to a doctor for performing surgery.

quote by Phil Donahue
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Remembering Your Love

Do I look meagerly for thou art to far from me
Like death took thee too far for mine eyes to see
But thy remembrance in a glance shows thee pure
My memories enhance thy beauty, and mine memory cure
The missing vessel of my love, mine depression of thought
As thou come to me embosomed with the happiness thou brought
Bringing me to an epicenter of love; erupting in joy
Bashful I blush, turn my head, and sweetly coy
To be loved once is to eternally be loved, my love said
The words rang and awoke my ghost from depravity dead
Remembering your love….

poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Leave Us Alone

[LOC]
Im Hip-hop by definition.
[DADDY X]
Punk rock runs through my veins.
[LOC]
I stepped on many stages.
[DADDY X]
Puffed on many strains.
[LOC]
Ask me any question.
[DADDY X]
This song remains the same.
[LOC]
Kottonmouth Kings is neverending.
[DADDY X]
Bitch you know the name.
[LOC]
Lets go!
[Chorus]
[3x] Whoahhoooahh

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song performed by Kottonmouth Kings
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Against Thoughts

The lake was drying up
touching raw nerves.
Epicenter of violence was standing
on gun powder-

nursing charity groups
which were spewing hot lava.
This war was different, wearing masks
played by gloved hands.

The face in the crowd
was twisting the knobs of nuclear doors.
A tender haze over the winter
of relationship. The stones were smiling.

The dance of the road, I am the lone
survivor of genocide to witness
the romance of death, the nameless
liberation.

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poem by Satish Verma
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Ring Of Fire

“Ring of fire” awakens with a vengeance
As volcanoes and earthquakes re-activate
U.S.G.S downgrade 6.0s by happenstance?
To quell our fear and angst they abrogate?

ROTMS

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poem by Ray Lucero
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There is a lot that happens around the world we cannot control. We cannot stop earthquakes, we cannot prevent droughts, and we cannot prevent all conflict, but when we know where the hungry, the homeless and the sick exist, then we can help.

quote by Jan Schakowsky
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L.i.b.

She sends me
and verily, I had not looked for it
I'm not extremely fond of being sent
the surrender of a moment
when galaxies and microbes collide
so utterly terrifying

Yet she sends me
and honestly, it all happened unawares
below all my superlative defenses
as a single seismic shudder, a clap
of raw sentiment, making me
to my own self look utterly ridiculous

My most humble apologies
I blubber uncontrollably

Nevertheless, she's sent me
away and there is nothing to be done
but get on with it -

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poem by Winston T. Gylles
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The Masters Of Disaster

Earthquakes, Tsunamis and reactors spewing
Japanese hang on, yet their hearts are crying
Bravely carry on, altho more trouble brewing
They refuse to stop living for fear of dying

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poem by Ray Lucero
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To My Mother

Most near, most dear, most loved and most far,
Under the window where I often found her
Sitting as huge as Asia, seismic with laughter,
Gin and chicken helpless in her Irish hand,
Irresistible as Rabelais, but most tender for
The lame dogs and hurt birds that surround her -
She is a procession no one can follow after
But be like a little dog following a brass band.

She will not glance up at the bomber, or condescend
To drop her gin and scuttle to a cellar,
But lean on the mahogany table like a mountain
Whom only faith can move, and so I send
O all my faith, and all my love to tell her
That she will move from mourning into morning.

poem by George Barker
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Sonnet To My Mother

Most near, most dear, most loved, and most far,
Under the huge window where I often found her
Sitting as huge as Asia, seismic with laughter,
Gin and chicken helpless in her Irish hand,
Irresistible as Rabelais but most tender for
The lame dogs and hurt birds that surround her,—
She is a procession no one can follow after
But be like a little dog following a brass band.
She will not glance up at the bomber or condescend
To drop her gin and scuttle to a cellar,
But lean on the mahogany table like a mountain
Whom only faith can move, and so I send
O all her faith and all my love to tell her
That she will move from mourning into morning.

poem by George Barker
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Enjoy

Our English teacher tells in the class;
'Enjoy your vacation and bring me an essay
When you come back.'
How do we enjoy teacher?
When people are dieing with Sicknesses,
Storms, Earthquakes, Mudslides, Wars and so many other miseries.
Children play on the grounds where the mines were rooted
And the weapon manufacturEnjoy

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poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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In every area of the world where there is earthquake risk, there are still many buildings of this type; it is very frustrating to try to get rid of them.

quote by Charles Francis Richter
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Milan

best designers, stylists
supermodels, celebrities
manufacturers, paparazzi
Spring, Autumn fashion fairs

the epicenter of fashion
the superbly crafted clothes
the famous designers stores
Armani, Prada, Valentino, Versace

Piazza della Scala
La Scala opera house
The Milan Jazz Festival
Festa di Sant’Ambrogio

Piazza del Duomo
Museo del Duomo
Vittorio Emanuelle Il Gallery
Belle Epoque shopping arcade

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poem by Ahmad Shiddiqi
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The 'Ession' Session

A symptom of a national recession,
Is widespread and collective depression,
Employees from every profession,
Just surviving, but at what concession.

There's a justified wave of aggression,
At the immoral bankworld transgression,
The piecemeal government intercession,
But nothing in the way of confession.

So with continuing fiscal compression,
And an upsurge in house repossession,
The country since Brian Cowan's accession,
Has suffered a quite seismic regression.

Now the Celtic Tiger's dispossession,
Has stemmed the money-making obsession,
But those in charge don't give the impression,
They're in touch with our poorest's oppression.

poem by Greg Costello
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You Speak I Answer

Sometimes, love is a very quiet breeze
Gently swaying May cherry blossom boughs.
Pink cotton candy drifts cool waves and tease,
Softening paired footfalls on stony paths
To forgiving ground, where, as if by chance,
Eyes meet, lock and know the hearts tidal roar
Of secret aching need in one seismic glance.

Sometimes, one misses quiet breezes,
and does not see the swaying blossoms.
And does not taste the cotton candy
until the roar of Tsunami, urgently knocks,
and joins, as if by chance, the aching hearts.
And eyes that meet are hands that grasp,
and closeness locks the hearts in one,
where time and tide respectfully
will stand back for eternity.

poem by Herbert Nehrlich
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Those who survived the San Francisco earthquake said, 'Thank God, I'm still alive.' But, of course, those who died, their lives will never be the same again.

quote by Barbara Boxer
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