Glutted left-brain information media
actively hope to understand
Why does emotional intelligence
speak to egocentric concerns
of mortality and discomforting toxic defeat,
loss and difficult win/lose everyday choices
in a calming voice for unself-conscious contentment?
What is this ZeroSoul content of contentment
to feel we are right
sentient full beings
here co-present
within eternal now relationships of compassion
affiliating on this Earth
in our co-passioning interdependent webs
of health co-operative
wealthy co-investment?
Without mortal loss,
suffering;
Without unwanted walls between us
and them.
Why does emotional unintelligence
speak too loudly
intolerantly
of Earth-UnCentered constant concerns
of inhumane immortal overpowers
and toxic LoseHealth/LoseWealth
RightWing left-brain dominant choices
in cacophonous dissonant voices
claiming no rights to contentedly prefer
healthier multicultures
of win/win emotional intelligence?
I calculate the madness and it's still incurable
What does the world want? the elements keep me miserable
I Tip-toe and gleam to salvage my goals and dreams
My pen bleeds blue or black ink, 4 to 5 utensils applied to meaning
I might be inclined to sketch my life graphically
But what's the point? why can't I enjoy moments relaxingly
If I Step my feet in her boundary, she will not permit
Even if I called her digits or was prompted by stitches
My heart is busied so affiliating with you would be knew
I never had a connection to last crucially to understand the visual
Siblings' example makes it look so easy
They try to preach me on subjects bound reach me
I sometimes fail to listen and learn
Whether I am initiated with Christ like they are
I tend to believe staying close to them, keeps me aligned and firm
Trump Toy Hood
As usual, Trump is up to no good;
He is always living in Trump Hood;
Had been toying around with idea,
Of creating chaos with North Korea.
For what he does did end up on trial;
Was sentenced to a period of denial;
Affiliating with Russia lied and lied;
Out no collussion he cried and cried.
Some say only way we are satisfied,
Is when God and he both did collide,
God would successfullly over power;
Trump and tare down terrible tower.
When you want to become an angel,
With God it is true should not tangle;
Or with sin all your life have painted,
One day by God you may be sainted.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
RiverSea Plantation
Saint James Episcopal Church
Retired Veteran and Poet
Bolivia, NC
I
AM NO WOMAN'S FRIEND
AND COUNT NONE AS CONFIDANTE
THEY ARE BASELESS, PETTY, GOSSIPY BEINGS
WITH NARY AN EXCEPTION.
THEY HOLD NO APPEAL.
THERE IS NO AFFILIATING SPIRIT,
NO URGE TO SHARE
OR PRETEND THAT HUSHED DISCOURSE
IS RELEVANT.
I
PREFER THE MALE OF THE SPECIES
THEY ARE THE KNOWN
THEY CAN BE UNDERSTOOD
SURPRISE IS RARE
RELATIONS ARE EFFORTLESS
DIME A DOZEN FLINGS
OR MILLION DOLLAR HEARTBREAK
WE HAVE CREATED THEM.
WE HAVE MOLDED THEM.
SO WE MUST,
OF NECESSITY,
LIVE WITH OUR MISTAKES.
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