Associating Poems | Examples

I AM WORDS

Famous in the Dictionary and Thesaurus
Seen in written resources of all kinds
Often spoken
Open Spirit
Good and Bad
Associating through people’s minds
Outburst sometimes not kind
Thinking while composing suggesting
Alpha Letters transcending words
Translating into Foreign Languages
Writers gather where appropriate
Attention capture
Alert mode
Mind and Soulful
Straight out
Look no further
No one ever knows what or how until writing complete
I am words
Controlling the who, How and When
Never underestimate
Sought and Action
Bringing reader participation
Indication full of information
Proceed having a process
Mind and words hitting head on
Words the understanding and Wisdom
I am words
Will always be
Look and see
Every letter forms what words should be.

Zen Mode

an imaginary fear arises
now, it could be a possibility
so we consider dreamy outcomes 
fear becomes an affirmation of sorts
anyway these thought spirals prey on us
until we simply choose to exhume darkness
remaining still in the void of no-thingness 
associating no ownership over thought
whereupon that that never was, dies
and all that remains is our vibrancy
ever aglow, blissful, spontaneous 

we are in our native element

Toy Houses

Keeping and making friends
Isn’t easy as it seems,
When you’re in a place
That’s supposed to hold
The best few years of
Your time amidst society.

Everyone’s naturally
Holding their own individuality,
Most people seem so easily
Associating themselves with
Those whom they feel similarly.

In my current time of life
It feels like the simplicity
Of imagining and playing
With fellow children
Is now distantly forgotten
And left in the past.

Yet even back then,
It was like as if I’ve always
Been in my head, 
Thinking all the same, but differently.
Back then, I felt as if
I could be with many
Who appreciate me for being me.

Walking around alone
Isn’t as easy as it seems to feel,
Thinking “If only we could naively
See through the walls that hide what’s real.
Oh the walls we’ve grown into having.”

The concept of socializing
Is not built like different toy houses
With open walls too see into each one.
The basic aspects of adolescence
Have never been easy.

So as a child at heart I am
Isolated, but always silently open,
Waiting for friends 
Who want to befriend me.

On the Outer Edges of Space

Some say there are aliens living on the frontiers of space
Who've traveled beyond the boundaries of the known universe
Gotten very near the gates of heaven, spoken face to face

With God in their extraordinary tongue, engaged in commerce
Potentially, of course, since we've not met either of the two
Taking extreme care associating for better or worse

With these alien beings from afar, lest they run us through.
But we have lots of dealings with God, who created it all,
Swearing by all that's holy we give the Almighty his due

Still, somewhere from the reaches of our minds we often recall
The possibility these strange aliens we talk about
Are queuing up on the right side, are standing near heaven's hall

If that is the case, perhaps, we are flirting with harmful doubt
We should expend more effort getting to know those with the clout.

Written April 25, 2021

Memory - Boon Or Bane

peering into our past
relying upon feeble memory
coloured by prejudiced perception
anchored in ego spawned attachments
delusion owing to indulgence amidst illusions
manifests cascading waves of contracting impulses
spiralling fears with which we are unable to cope
even though we are granted fresh lease of life
with each breath intake as a gift from God

imagine our dilemma if we could recall past lives
reliving in our minds the trauma of each nuance erst
associating dream images solely to our imagined doership
thereby propelling us today to the very edge of insanity
being shrouded in a veil of maya borne ignorance 
from which we can no doubt any time exit
plunging into time stretched stillness 
abiding in the void of cessation
enlivened by bliss elixir

only if we choose
to be free
thus

21-April-2021

Try This Yo-Yo Meditation

As we raise our vibration
From ego to bliss elation
Without cause
We may pause
Descending back into duality
Into memory drawn ferality
Then pause again
Tranquility regain
Nonchalantly looking
Without associating 
Awareness with attention shifting
Flowing feeling without resisting
And yet are unbound
As we go around
Then we extrapolate this game
Across unexplored domains
Reclaiming freedom
Devoid of egoic residuum
Mind body an instrument 
Glued to delusional sentiment 
This recognition 
Manifesting bliss ignition
As a benign explosion 
Renewing in continuation 

Within

28-July-2020

Detachment From Emotions

Any state of being manifesting a contracted feeling
is invariably brought about by our ego narrowly perceiving
in turn has to do with our consciousness identifying & associating 
with an object real or imaginary it is deludedly fearing or desiring

What the mind interprets to be detachment is more oft than not indifference 
that we know deep within as sinking ennui rather than joyous exuberance 
Likewise then we may reason that what some of us may call meditation 
is quite different from self hypnotic thought controlled healing sedation

Meditation being simply shifting our attention from the ephemeral external
to mind-body rested identity-less awareness simply present in silence eternal
wherein neither repressing nor sublimating any ego associated negativity
we being formless awareness re-connect to divine love magnetism in entirety 

As such there is no doer present within and yet all the doing is invisibly done
while we as pristine awareness simply resistancelessly be to become
Love itself in fullness filling the voids of emptiness within
in identity dropped presence still and sanguine

Life Feels Easier

It feels easier.
That's why,
or so she believes.

Why she associates death
and climate pathology
with fear of her ego's mortality
and vaguely remembered anxieties about enslavement;
living death to human identity,
if not all commodified Natures.

Yet, it feels harder
to associate death
with indentured spiritual servitude,
often confused with fundamentalist dogma,
evangelical demagoguery,
politically disempowering religiosity,

Assiduously associated with patriarchal colonization
and straight western white male privilege,
and left brain violently indenturing commodification,
renting human Ego minds
with individualized bodies,
uniquely felt spirits
with thoughtful,
living mortal natures

Associating freedom
with human potential
and at least divine acquiescence,
if not gratitude.

On Being Sad

I am sad because my words are sometimes not kind
But I know I stray because I need to fully unwind
Stress and anxiety play a devilish role in my life
Making me wish to believe that evil is rife
But am I judgmental for finding others unwise
For associating with people they really despise?
But I am just like these odious men I don’t want to be
Boring, self-centered, confined and not free
Or am I just leading a respectful Christian life
Living with and admired by a loving, thoughtful wife?
I am often confused as to why I frequently reflect  
When I should be out doing what others expect
My friends believe it’s wrong to be so silent and glum
They say I should favor a life filled with gaiety and fun 
I do enjoy when I venture out cruising
And what I observe is often quite amusing
But that’s not really me, I’d rather be alone
Talking to my buddy about sports on the telephone
Or watching old movies till they lull me to sleep
Or listening to sad country songs that make me weep
I’ll never be the life of the party, filled with drunken madness
But that’s all right as long as I lose my habitual sadness.

Unbearable Beauty In Black

Only seen as a darkness
Associated with dismal and doom
Yet it can be so calming
Associating it to the moon
The blackness of the night
Bringing to many fear
In the stillness of the dark
Thoughts often become clear
A stigma related to the darkness
Many only see the ugly side
It's in the eye of the beholder
And from darkness there's no need to hide
Within the deepness of this color
Many will form a pact
For there's an unbearable sense of beauty
Found in the color black.

Sounds of the Day

Pi pi pi... kekyo kekyo Hooo- hoke'kyo Hoohokekyo
awakening to the sounds of Japanese bush warblers
they are signalling the start of the day
welcoming warm humid heat wave rising

Humming... rumbled rumbled... Vroom vrooooooooom
cars and motorbikes zooming past the intersection
machines flew by with no care in the world
subway train doors clanking shut

Rattling grumble... snoring growl... Snort snorting snore
drowsy drunkard taking up space on train seat
overworked souls no longer differentiate what's public or private
hearts and minds running cold as ice

Touch-typing... click click click... inaudible touch screens
swapping left and right, getting to the relevant page
words and ideas popping up in the mind
one becomes virtually bonded to unrelated news

Talk talk talk... unstoppable opinions floating around
just because your perspectives are your own
uncertainties based on inductive reasoning
associating with one another through limited views...

Misinterpretations

Some people always have false impressions
In their intricately folded, convoluted brains
Associating Kindness with Weakness;
Thinking of Straightforwardness as of Stupidity
Making it form of mental sickness of the mind;
Not appreciating or comprehending either.
Instead, preferring Callousness to Others 
Sprinkled with Mindless Lies - to top it all off.

Invisible Mask

Every morning i wake and put on this mask a mask that no one can see
and with this mask i am flawless confident and secure. 
Without this mask i am social awkward. 
This invisible mask that no one can see. 
85 % of the people i know wear this mask. 
This mask restricts me from my own beliefs but this mask makes me acceptable.
This mask makes me think the way they want me to think. 
Who are they? They are the people who wear this mask. 
The ones who do not wear this mask are not accepted and if i am caught associating with these unmasked people i will be disowned by the people who wear this invisible mask. 
One day i decided to talk to a person without this invisible mask. 
Knowing that i would be socially unaccepted i talked that person anyway. 
I asked that person am i foolish for speaking to them knowing i will be unaccepted? and that person said 
"Ask yourself this". 
"Is making a new friend more foolish than wearing a mask that no one can see kinda oxymoronic isn't it?"  
That day i decided i would never wear my invisible mask ever again.  
MY MIND HAS BEEN EVOLVING EVER SINCE!

For It Is Never Easy But

For it is never easy as a parent 
to let go of your child's hand 
the first day of Pre-K
For it is never easy for a 
mother to accept her daughter 
moving to another state
For it is never easy for a father 
to see his daughter 
transitioning into a young lady
For it is never easy for a 
mother to see her daughter go 
through labor
For it is never easy for a father 
to see his daughter being loved 
by another man
For it is never easy for a 
mother to see her son being 
loved by another woman
For it is never easy for a parent 
too see their child associating 
with the wrong crowd
For it is never easy for a parent 
too see their child ruining their 
life by using drugs

BUT

As parent(s) and/or  guardians 
if we pray and believe all will 
work out if we just trust in our 
Lord and Savior Jesus Christ 
because HE is the one that has 
given these children to us 
eventually all will BUT YOU 
MUST BELIEVE no mater what 
the situation.

Written by Patricia Lewis

Racial Lines

There are folks among us who think they are better
because of their positions in life or hierarchy,
They have not learned the art of humility,
They turn up their noses at colors they do not like,
associating minorities with all sorts of ills and strifes,
In their book minorities are inequal and not worthy of their
time,

So, they get tossed on the back burner,
waiting and waiting, without any designation
of time.........,
Sometimes it's social racism at its best,
Yet, they would never confess to their superiors,
that they think everyone else is inferior,
They just keep their competitors' down
by making them seem unsafe and unsound.

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