Category Archives: PICTURE POEMS

Picture Poems a poems written for, and pasted on, pictures, paintings or graphic art. The poem describes or emulated the picture in verse.

IF YOU CAN DREAM IT YOU CAN DO IT

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If you can dream it
You can do it
Anything in every bit
With your own talent and wit
If you can see through
All dreams will come true
Anything at all
Each day has its call

Wonder on by
Through the dreams you see
Open up your sky
Come and follow me
Dreams are a notion
And feelings from your heart
Through its timeless ocean
With each new start

If you can dream it
You can do it
Never feel unfit
When you can prove it
Anything out there
Is for your dreams
Come follow me from here
With what it seems

Have your own try
Through in what you see
Like clouds fly on by
So it must be
Give it magic potion
That never shall depart
Opportunities and emotion
Are its main part

(A poem by Peter S. Quinn)

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HEAVEN IS BORING

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“The Eternal threat of Boredom remains when one abdicates recognition of oneself as the Source of Boredom.

When we carefully examine every instant of our personal existence we  discover that we created it, agreed with it and willingly participated with others to cause it to continue to exist.

Why? Boredom. Nothingness.  Our individual and collective unwillingness to admit that we are actively creating everything that we perceive.

Yet, this simple recognition of our personal responsibility for the existence of this universe, and all universes and of our own eternal nothingness is the solution to the Mystery of the Ages.

Every question provides its own reply:

What is Mystery? The Mystery is that there is no mystery. We create mystery by choosing to Not Know and to Not Be the Eternal Nothingness of Our Selves.”

— Excerpt from MORTALITY MECHANICS’ MANUAL by Lawrence R. Spencer

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WITHOUT VIRTUES

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WITHOUT VIRTUES

The 7 “WITHOUT VIRTUES”, written by Mohandas Gandhi, pervade the modern world inspired by a New World Order of bankers, politicians and priests:

1. Wealth without work
2. Pleasure without conscience
3. Knowledge without character
4. Business without ethics
5. Science without humanity
6. Religion without sacrifice
7. Politics without principle

– Mohandas Gandhi –

“I GOT DEM (REINCARNATION) BLUES” — SONG WRITING CONTEST

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SONG WRITING CONTEST RULES:

1) Write and record music to go with the lyrics of  “I Got Dem (Reincarnation) Blues” .

2) Send an MP3 or video recording of your performance of the song to us at:   lrs@lawrencerspencer.com

3) The top 5 versions will be published.

4) Any and all sales proceeds will be donated to your favorite charity.

 

“I GOT DEM (REINCARNATION)  BLUES”

 

I got dem meat body,

don’t know how I got down,

musta’ got shot down,

stuck in my head, blues.

 

I got dem titty suckin’,

sleepin’, walkin’

growin’  and cryin’,

wet, shitty diaper, blues.

 

I got dem anticipatin’,

gotta be creatin’,

start new relations,

re-educatin’, blues.

 

I got dem groin hair growin’,

hormones a’ roarin’,

loins don’t stop achin, lusty sensations,

datin’, matin’, fornicatin’ blues.

 

I got dem eatin’ meat bodies,

army drilling’, rapin’ and pillagin’,

hamburger grillin’, can’t stop killin’,

don’t let ’em beat you, blues.

 

I got dem “now I’m supposed to”,

“be what I’m told to”,

“don’t be day-dreamin’ “,

“what’s it all meanin’ ?, blues.

 

I got dem go to work steady”,

raise up a family,

do what the boss says,

got to pay taxes”, blues.

 

I got dem “do what the preacher say”,

“wait till next pay day”,

“don’t matter anyway”,

“Be Good ’til Doomsday”, Blues.

 

I got dem can’t out-create,

ain’t safe to say,

family beratin’,

self-abnigatin’, blues.

 

I got dem “too late now”,

pains in my bones,

doctors don’t know,

gonna die soon, blues.

 

I got dem creepy worm eatin’,

don’t recall nothin’,

startin’ all over,

got to get me another meat body, blues.

REPEAT (ad infinitum)

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Lyrics by Lawrence R. Spencer. Copyright 2011. All Rights Reserved.