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| Espresso—Shel Silverestein Now whenever life is looking dark and mean I have myself and espresso. And then I kinda sit back and like dig the scene And maybe have myself another espresso. And there's a chick in the coffee shop who's caught my eye But she never talks to me when I walk by So I sit there and I cool it and I'm oh so sly And I have myself another espresso. Well last night I decided to do the thing As I had myself another espresso. So I asked that chick, would she care to swing As I had myself another espresso. And she said, "Baby, that's uh cool with me But like I can't split until half past three So why don't you just sit there and cool it and like wait for me And maybe have yourself another espresso." Well I never cared much for formal dates, I just sit and have myself an espresso. Man ya know but when a chick is a groove like baby you've gotta wait And maybe have yourself another espresso. So I took off my coat and I hung up my hat And for the next five hours right there I sat. You know that chick went home with some other cat, And so I had myself another espresso. The moral of the story I will tell you then As I have myself another espresso, Is always follow the ways of Zen And maybe have yourself another espresso. And whenever the world has got you way uptight Why baby you just sit there and cool it until everything's right 'Cause you know I met another chick that very night And we -- uh -- we -- Well we just sat around and had us an espresso. |
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| Letting Go --Daryl Hine I loved you first the time I saw you last, I knew you best before I let you go. All the misapprehensions of the past Dissipated in an hour or so, Naked to the human eye you lay Candid as a cadaver on the couch I could have slept on, but I went away Ashamed to stay, afraid almost to touch. Lost, you seemed the only vivid thing In a world made moribund and flat By worldliness. Renunciations bring Their own reward, apparently, like that Last look of yours, ironical or tender, A valediction and a benediction, Which endless reruns will not soon surrender, The indispensable, improper fiction Of your unforgettable perfection. |
| Charles Baudelaire Envirez Vous One should always be drunk. That's all that matters: that's our one imperative need. So as not to feel Time's horrible burden, Which breaks your shoulders and bows you down, You must get drunk without respite. But with what? With wine, or poetry, or virtue As you please. But get drunk. And if, at some time, on the steps of a palace, In the green grass of a ditch, In the bleak solitude of your chamber, You awake to find at which sings, All that which speaks, Ask them what time it is; And the wind, the wave, the stars, the birds, and the clock, They will all reply: It is time to get drunk! So that you do not become the martyred slaves of Time, Get drunk; Get drunk and never pause for rest! With wine, or poetry, or virtue, As you choose. |
| After A While Veronica A. Shofstall After a while you learn the subtle difference Between holding a hand and chaining a soul ANd you learn that love doesn't mean leaning And company doesn't mean security And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts and presents aren't promises You begin to accept your defeat with your head up high and your eyes open With an adult's grace, not the grief of a child. And you learn to build all your roads on today because Tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans, And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight After a while, you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much. So plant your own garden, and decorate your own soul, Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure, That you really do have worth, and you'll live and learn, With every goodbye, you learn... |
| Tupac Shakur (1992) In the Event of My Demise When my heart can beat no more I hope I die for a principle or a belief that I have lived for I will die before my time because I already feel the shadow's depth So much I wanted to accimplish before I reached my death I have come to grips with the possibility and wiped the last tear from my eyes. I loved all who were positive in the event of my demise. |