Category Archives: Poetry

Design Argument Messiah Music Poetry Hammer

Big Coconuts

Song by Poetry Hammer, performed by Martin Goldstein and Design Argument at the Saint Menachem Mendel Centre for Rehabilitation and Harlotry

I got a thousand dollar suit
And a mighty big cheroot
But I gotta get through to you
Don’t want your toodle-oo

Sentimental fool around with you
Sad sack ain’t new to you
Yeah I’m gonna be true to you
Watch your Daddy get zooed

‘Cause you got big coconuts
Crazy big coconuts
Cruel you

You were Cassandra in my high school
Pollyanna in my swimming pool
I can’t listen to the daily news
I’m back in Ghana with my pito booze

I send a message with my sports car
I got a shiny new sushi bar
I can’t hear you when you live so far
I want to take you to my flower jar

Yes you got big coconuts
Crazy big coconuts
Cruel you

Fat cat in the chat room
Got tanked with Willy
Had tea with Tilly
Now I’m point blank silly

I own a fashion institute
Sloop Daddy want to shmooze with you
Don’t panic, keep your fuse
Look at Daddy’s new shoes

Ain’t you got big coconuts
Crazy big coconuts
Cruel you

(I am a sailor of the zodiac,
I ain’t no maniac)

The Chairman of the Board and Dino listen to “Big Coconuts” at Saint Menachem Mendel’s Centre for Rehabilitation and Harlotry

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Classical Mechanics Goldstein Solutions Illness Irony Poetry Hammer Suffering

Poetry Hammer takes over for a while

After the last few posts Martin Goldstein has too much irony in his blood and is in rehab. He has also received threats from some of the organizations that he has been posting about and this has resulted in further distress. He is going to lay low for an indefinite period of time. He wished for me to extend his appreciation to his many fans for their ongoing support.

I, Poetry Hammer, will be serving up posts for a while until Martin is better and feels safe to post again.

I will be working with other authors to provide you with continued high quality Design Arguments.

Goldstein wanted me to post this picture of one of the groups that he is working with at his rehab centre. Thank you for your understanding.

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Content Opportunity Nature News Poetry

Tiger Woods Update: In what furnace was thy brain?

Mr. Content Opportunity wants to share this famous poem to appease us for his lack of contribution to the Design Argument venture. We look forward to some original content from you in the near future Mr. Opportunity!

Mr. Content Opportunity

Mr. Content Opportunity

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright,
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire in thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder, and what art?
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand, and what dread feet?

What the hammer? What the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb, make thee?

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright,
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

William Blake

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Family Nature of time Poetry Poetry Hammer Structure of the Universe

Poetry Hammer comes by to inspect the blog

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Watch Poetry Hammer very closely and you will see him move. Don’t blink! He’s nuts. He’ll do anything to make you believe that he is just an image on your computer screen!

He brings us a poetry fragment. Watch him! Don’t stop watching him.

from So Foolish / Silent Shine

Relate the structure
For the weaver is blind
You know you can’t contain
His mind.

Measures of time
The knots and the nines
Try to define
The design.

Tell me something
I’ve never heard
Open book
Fell out a word.

Entertain me
Inside of the rain
Entertainment
In the rain.

Poetry Hammer, 2009

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Family Nature of time Poetry Religion Teleology

Hillel the Elder said: “If not now, then when?”

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Artist: Tracy Chapman

If not now then when
If not today then
Why make your promises
A love declared for days to come
Is as good as none

You can wait ’til morning comes
You can wait for the new day
You can wait and lose this heart
You can wait and soon be sorry

Now love’s the only thing that’s free
We must take it where it’s found
Pretty soon it may be costly

If not now what then
We all must live our lives
Always feeling
Always thinking
The moment has arrived

Tracy Chapman – If Not Now

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Design Argument Poetry Poetry Hammer

Design argument made by Poetry Hammer

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Your urges are curbed by practices of old,
Your flesh is pink – a cover for the atmosphere inside your heart.
Oh, oh, your flynet no longer works.

Into the surprise I fly like a wide-eyed scream,
I float and I hover and I crash into the woods,
Into the practices of old.

The errors of my fathers fall on me like a pile of wet leaves.
I hop and I creep,
Forward I creep.

Poetry Hammer, September, 2009

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