Quotes about yeast, page 4
Just You
there're a few light clouds floating above the sky,
there're a few light breeze blowing on the ground,
oh, who told me not to miss you?
it's just you, only you, who have appeared in my dreams
for many times!
you're the cinderella's cystal shoe, taking it,
the poor ordinary girl can be the brilliant princess suddenly,
you're the yeast for vintage, adding it,
the small and acerb grapes can become a glass of superb red wine/nectar amazingly.
you have the magic of turning the ugly duck into a beautiful white swan,
you're like the spring wind only for whom the flowers come into blossom.
poem by Gina Guo
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A Marvellous Poem
A marvellous poem,
Written with great skill!
But where is my lover who left me last night?
For the imaginary style of my muse is highly rich for her;
But i will feel obliged to see her once again in my life.
Tastefully, full, fully, taste, tasteful, eat, east, at, as, tea, ate;
Butm why can't she call? ! !
Tastefully, state, sate, late, yes, say, lay, sea, seat, fall, falls;
But, who have seen her?
Tastefully, tall, stay, fat, fell, yell, tell, sell, set, sat, fast;
But, what made her leave?
Tastefully, feast, yeast, tease, ease, lease, let, last, feat, yet;
But i hope to see her once again in my life,
And like the muse of love in the land of beautiful flowers.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Nineteen Nine
There's a light out there in the nearer east
In the dawn of Nineteen Nine;
There’s the old ghost light in the salty yeast
Where the black rocks meet the brine.
Here’s the same old strife and toil in vain—
Here’s the same old hope and doubt—
Here’s the same old useless care and pain—
And the sea is my way out—
My dear—
The sea is my way out.
’Tis a grey and a sad old sea for me—
With a growing grey head too.
Oh, the heads were brown and the eyes were bright
When the sea was white and blue.
It was round the world and home again,
We could turn and turn about,
And the sea means exile now in vain,
But the sea is my way out—
My dear—
The sea is my way out.
poem by Henry Lawson
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Summer Dreams Buzz By
Shrug off lazy blowflies buzzing summer days
youth dreams of grand destiny dared awaiting
exploits theirs of earth shattering consequences
waiting earth remains indifferent to such daring
shrugs off nats blowflies bugs buzzing summer days
summer seasons change ripe wider world constantly.
Shrug off blowflies buzzing long summer days
yeast young dream their grand destiny awaiting
exploits theirs ripple trigger earth shattering debating
the wider world remains indifferent to hollow deceit
landscapes are recast in more physical energetic heat
trodden down first are fearful talked played out meek.
Shrug off blowflies buzzing long summer days.
Swat or spray bothersome time lost away totally.
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poem by Terence George Craddock
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Wife
My husband is idle, is dumb and spends money.
He either stands still at the window or runs about town like a bunny.
He stares and he stares, at a tram, at the sky.
He mutters, he whistles: he rummages over the house like an amateur spy.
And then he reads books: he turns their pages at least.
There are books in the kitchen and cellar; folios mixed with the yeast.
But what is he thinking about? what does my husband mumble?
When he tries to speak he gets nervous: piles of words flurry and tumble.
In the evening he drinks, and I feel angry enough
When I see his dear eyes getting misted up with that stuff.
His eyes are misted. He takes one more dram.
He kneels down beside me and lays his head on my arm.
It is only then that I learn for the first time who I am.
poem by Julian Tuwim
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Songs like Some
Some added spice,
some rapidly sly fox,
some sensible shade
some enamored guide
Some pregnant spirit come to Ahithofel
some swarm of locust/bees upon Immanuel
some yellow sauce in the spice of the East
some fountain-land for fertile yeast
Some swift water
some Cupid's Bow
some decent fling
some lingering thing
Some artist blue with tongue of red
some lost mule repeating its footsteps
some Boy; s philosophy strong with preceps
some flowering dream in the land of Zen
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poem by Fon Tuma
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Hospital For Defectives
By your unnumbered charities
A miracle disclose,
Lord of the Images, whose love
The eyelids and the rose
Takes for a language, and today
Tell to me what is said
By these men in a turnip field
And their unleavened bread.
For all things seem to figure out
The stirrings of your heart,
And two men pick the turnips up
And two men pull the cart;
And yet between the four of them
No word is ever said
Because the yeast was not put in
Which makes the human bread.
But three men stare on vacancy
And one man strokes his knees;
What is the meaning to be found
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poem by Thomas Blackburn
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Do Not Misunderstand Me
do not misunderstand me
all that was good written in my heart
this was all given of God
this was all power of divine Holy Spirit
all my sins all that was bad
this was my free choice God given
this was dark depth abyss torment in heart
this was demon voice still peddling bitter sour grapes
yet through it all I do declare
twas more sinned against than sinning
twas mean rare generous so often heart giving
twas in depths despair searching searching I found God there
knowledge by grace of God did grow
mammon greed in heart found no place to grow
riches if any prized are best values aspired to in heaven
cup of blood body of clay ferments in holy spirit leaven to heaven
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poem by Terence George Craddock
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Why.............?
The American book of 'why',
The Asian book of 'why',
The European book of 'why',
The African book of 'why',
The Australian book of 'why',
The most asked question in the valley of world events;
Especially when one explodes a bomb!
The Christian book of 'why',
The Muslim book of 'why',
The Jewish book of 'why',
The Hindu book of 'why',
The Krishna book of 'why',
lLife is like the yeast which makes the bread rise;
But, the writer always has his or her own mind.
The Pagan book of 'why',
The Buddhist book of 'why',
The Protestant book of 'why',
The Confucian book of 'why',
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poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Man Or Machine
Auto, bus, walking and sweating dermis,
somehow on time I reach my office.
work needs to be finished on time so I sit infront of computer.
breakfast time, toast, butter and tea glass,
hurriedly I eat, unaware it may appear boorish and crass.
work needs to be finished on time so I sit infront of computer.
lunch time, dosa containing rice, dal and yeast,
the way I eat can put to shame any wild beast.
work needs to be finished on time so I sit infront of computer.
till evening, I am tired, drowsy and dozy
but I skip the plan to go outside to have some tea.
work needs to be finished on time so I sit infront of computer.
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poem by Md. Asadullah
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