Best Endo Poems
Instead of percieving that the universe is conspiring against us, belief that the universe is working in our favor, brightens our perception
~Quote by Poet
We can transform rapacity by changing our beliefs and perceptions
Exploring our mind and body and by letting ourselves go—for instance
A room without books is like a body without a soul—positive words blanket
Keeping us covered with comfort, love, and hope, and teaches us to
Never stop from searching deeper on the path toward our better selves.
Each morning, I open my eyes, say to myself I have the power to make me
Stronger or weaker, this is because we are smarter than we think we are
Shusaku Endo said that every weakness contains within itself a strength
This pain is not my fault
I was just unlucky
It brings my life to holt
Each stabbing pain, twisting ache
Strikes as hard as a lightening bolt
This cramping is so hard to shake
Endometriosis is its name
We're not playing this is no game
It takes away so many things
Each person its sorrow it brings
To know what we go through
If you only knew
You see sometimes we can't do much
Apart from lay in the fetal position
People judge as such
Oh she has that condition
Never fully understanding just what it takes to paint her face
And show the world she's not a waste of space.
So to you fellow endo sisters
Out there
Your not your illness
Your beautifully flawed and are so very strong
We are here for each other in this mess
I'm sorry this poem is very long
So I hope these words have helped you know. Each time you get told your lazy, making it up
go and prove them wrong
We are survivors and we know
That this awareness for this condition should grow
From one endo sister to another with love ??????
I said to my prodigal son
who stole from me,
it is not competitive economic strategies
that dominantly empower life;
Competitive ecologies and economies
are dominantly decomposing monocultures,
just the opposite of regenerative synergetic praxis
and regenerative intent toward polycultures.
Monopolistic internal consumer-culture
develops into decomposing organic systems
dissonant cognitive
and emotive
and neural
and digestive systems
diseased health and well-being
Socio-economic
and politically dissociated systems,
all negatively trending toward closed-entropic,
swollen monolithic sad dismay
replacing former therapeutic system
glad array.
We need cooperatively dominant economies and ecologies
to reintegrate positive revolutions
that endo- and ecto-symbiotically evolve
dipolar co-arising life regenerating
holistic healthy systems.
Competitive critical events,
like stealing from and stolen from,
struggling between painful suffering of ego-self consciousness
and "positive deviant" stress,
self co-arising right-brained redactive eco-precociousness
Contention
seeking bicamerally balancing contentment,
joint cooperative ego-eco echoing
incoming/outgoing waves
of double-binding comprehensive co-passioness.
Primal
and yet stealthy
nonverbal structures
of cosmo-neuro-logical information
evolves bilateral-analogical exflowation,
cobinary
bicameral information co-redeems
transparently co-arising
EgoSelf+EcoOther resonant co-discernment.
"All money is a matter of belief"
said Adam Smith,
As all embodied wealth value
is synergy
for relief from self-isolating mind sorrow,
said Now MindTime to Here BodySpace.
Transparent matters
of historic linear human progress belief
square-rooted in herstoric matriculture's transparent
vulnerable co-communing energy
invites co-gravitational trauma relief
from eco-political dissonating stress.
I love my prodigal self-infested son,
perhaps somewhat more than he yet has capacity
to love his wounded womb progenitor
speaking up and out
for restoring and restorying healthy
wealth of peace.
I'm flattered by Nina but need to take her to the cleaners,
and splat her inbetweeners with fluid from wieners.
Don't mock or beat down Bath when you're Bristolian,
you were all conceived in a seat in the Odeon,
and you should defuzzle that muzzle after a dozen shots
or your muzzle will rot,
it puzzles this Bard from Bath when you say I act hard, that's daft,
I craft the first draft with regards to retards,
but I don't spar like "gangsta", more prankstar, thank ya.
Hip hop Choco-latte,
ow the Arty Farty Party is to tarty for a starty,
this is too easy I laugh at thee, not smarty,
Bath's beautiful with history it stores,
Bristol looks like it fell out of a horse,
we've got James Dyson and Jane Austin,
you've got Baldrick and webbed off spring.
Of course you went off course with the Bath beige bit, nit witt,
but if we are beige, Bristol... sage and onion,
If I'm rhyme goo you're rhyme ga ga,
rotating between that and blah blah,
Nina Parmenter my off par mentor turned mental,
I'm a stray away from putting this to an instrumental,
cus I think you're menstrual, coincidental
you say my mouth before my mind,
this is written down, no noise,
talking out your behind.
I see you wearing glasses Bristolian,
but I'm from Bath we're different classes, I'm nearly done,
if people in Bath are strange then Bristolian DNA aint got range.
And I sense your bitter remain poke, "Bath Farage",
I'm Mr. Bath At Large,
so LEAVE WON of your remoan votes in the garbage, that's GAR-BAAGE.
I know your only joking and fun poking
through rhyme freedom and I sometimes free dumb,
the outcome of a lout on one, shouting out me bum,
but you saved it in the end with a bit of innuendo,
good poke, I'm off to play Nintendo,
you're tender when you bend so I wont stick it in your endo,
I'm a good bloke.
EXHAUSTED = Ted's all worn out
EMBARRASSES = Them bare asses
CRESCENDO = Toothpaste in your endo
HAPPINESS = Happy with your private male part
PISTOL = Charge for going pee
FOOTAGE = How old is your foot
EDUCATION = Studying while on vacation
FORTUNATE = Ate four tunas
ALTERATIONS = Change rations
INFORMATION = All lined up in a row
REGISTRATE = Reginald is heterosexual
PHOTOGRAPH = Picture of a chart
DICTIONARY = Never shun your private part
CAREER = Back end of a car
EXPOSURE = Formerly poop for sure
WINDOWPANE = Ow that wind is painful
POLITICIANS = A parrot who shuns the limelight
BLOCKBUSTERS = People who get in the way of a bus
ANNIVERSARY = Backside on backwards
CANADIAN = Ian is a good adder
OPPORTUNITY = Oh a poor choice of a nitty gritty tune
PERPETUAL = Average price of pets in the deep south
CENTIPEDES = Price per foot of a cheap pair of shoes
MISCELLANEOUS = A missile aimed at our back end
© Jack Ellison 2014
We are what we are becoming together.
To and for
and with
each healthy resilient creation,
each ego's habitat
of co-passionate mindbody properties,
effective communication tools,
functional frequencies wealthiest long-term use,
therefore economically and politically highest
and best.
Ego Lead-identity,
co-emerges Eco's GoldLogical Rule
for win/win integrity
To transform our Lead out
into Golden alchemical Rules of EcoLogic
is to replace EgoMind fearful angry identity dominance
with EarthPolitical EcoBody solidarity.
EcoLogic
intelligent growth and decay nutritional information
heat as light
cold as night
neural growth prime mindbody informational function,
Golden Rule of Time's Great Transitional UnFolding.
Golden Proportion life prevails
or Time's leaded enculturation fails.
We are a LeftBrain dominant verbose people,
learning to measure our co-empathic potentiated biological side,
our bicameral mindbody thought/felt ego/ecosystems,
with both endo- and ecto-symbiotic re-ligioning equivalency
of design and revolutionary regenerative
co-passionate/pleasure purpose.
We are bicameral ego/ecoconscious
Golden Ruling revolutions
growing in evolutionary continuity
thru resonant confluence
within as without Left-as-Right MindBody
balancing cooperative incorporated incarnated
polypathic harmonies,
arias,
each Ego singing our unique dialect
of one Permaculture Opera,
a Golden ReLigion Story
of PostClimatic Win/Win Transitional Events.
In a land far away lived this fellow
Three times every day he ate Jell-O
When he went for a walk
Passersby would gawk
As he wiggled and jiggled his bottom endo
© Jack Ellison 2015
I used to stay out at somebody's club, strippers was the only loves I known, but you cut me off on 420 that specific night and saved me from being all alone, the bartender said they were out of Patron, you bought me back from the ledge 1800 will have me on the edge, but you're as sweet as strawberry pie when I take a dab, I held my breath as long as I could and gave you everything I had, you're as smooth as Patron & Ginger ale, Keisha if I don't keep you around I truly failed, I been in every bar in the city, I found three or four girls quite as pretty, but my heart is ready to push my body out the window, I'm in love with that good Endo, you're as smooth as Patron & Ginger ale, but Keisha if I lost you I truly failed, you're as sweet as watermelon out the refrigerator, after a long day you're my liberator, your attitude is as unpredictable as this edible I just ate, they say it takes a hour but I'm a Viking I never wait,strippers were the only loves I known, but you cut me off that 420 and saved me from being all alone, Keisha don't ever leave my side, always say you'll roll up and ride
Your always there no matter what i do
It feels like i can never escape you
Your like a thorn in my side a sharp stabbing pain
Im relieved when your gone but i know you'll be back again.
You control my life have to let down friends
When oh when will this nightmare end.
I try to explain about my illness i have
I get peoples pity and feeling sad
Its just a period every woman goes through the same
Its really not its like poison in my gains
Its an invisible disease that can take over your life.
An uncontrollable stabbing pain like a knife.
But endo im going to fight you all the way
Your not the one who has the say.
this poem is dedicated to my rest in peace teacher who just left this world last day.......
She was happy and she was good, she was smiling...
And behaving pretty cool....
She use to take our viva till last Friday noon....
She was brilliant and so she want us too......
Yes she was my teacher ...
Even now she is was....
Yes she is no more... in this so called world...
But still she is being alive everywhere in this world....
Couse she is there in my notes of ECC or my memories of endo file...
She is there in the lecture room, she is there on the viva table...
Still her memories are there teaching me not to fail...
She was a teacher so she cant be die she deserves to alive in every lesion...
She taught us by putting her soul into it...
So we have her in every inch of our life ...
So She cant be die she cant be die........
Karma, grace, incarnation,
evolution, progress, enculturation,
pick whichever label fits for you,
are like composting souls and soils,
regenerating dispossessed stuff
within myself, society, Earth.
With compost we extract what we cooperatively invest,
both nature with my nurture,
through Ego's intent
and Earth's Logical polycultural nutrient-praxis.
Soil and humane nature's egosoul enrichment
as bicultural co-redemption
compost two layers
of one ecotherapeutic process;
Browns are decomposing Yin function
and Greens are resonant resolving Yang form.
Just-right balance cooperative water,
avoids dehydration and toxins,
and gently stir BiLateral Time
daily CoPresent
Endo/EctoSymbiotic
Earth-(0)-Soul TransFormation.
I've become inordinately attached
to cooperative health-trends
of EgoMe without EcoWe
as one of my less-well-performing compost piles.
Even so, we keep stirring.
12/30/15
It's prime time
And the difference is seperated by a fine line
Hello
All these fellows
Softer than marshmallows
Your girl keeps trying to stick to me like velcro
And continues shaking that booty like jello
This is just a demo
In case you didn't get the memo
Not against it but am very unfamiliar with techno
And flamenco
At the expo
Met mo' girls wearing stilettos
Then left those premises with one around each elbow
Later on felt like Gordon Gecko
As I passed a petco and began to head home
Down the next road
Just like that, presto
A sudden new perspective after passing an old and withered meadow
I suddenly stopped to burn some endo
From Mendo
And then found a memento
Had lots of pasta with pesto
Started coolin' and felt pretty mellow
Until these fools started being yellow
Began a trek so
I could have my intellect grow
Inside and above areas known to have an echo
By: Dalton Ogletree
My front window, portal to the world
seein' 99 brothas gettin' killed
and as they bodies fall it's crazy
that this genocide don't phase me
it self-inflicted by brothas bigga
every time we pull the trigga
got someones liquor hittin the curb
but the killa's smoke hella herb
after bloodin' up my window
almost wish I had some of they endo
to blurry up the things that I be seein'
lord forgive em we're such insolent beings
why do we kill all so indiscriminent
walkin' through the hood with criminal intent
It hurts but are bodies gotta drop
lives like hell gettin' rocked in da hood nonstop
Tho join holly the sample is data
Diurnal, in cheek by jowl site
Intimacy is over deeds by, in bliss
Gloss your eyes of tender
Special in upon pulling out love
In sharp finding of a sett
Than winds not mussing yours hear
As mailing from the heart
Known than you’re sensed, a site
Where to chair of peace
Up bliss carry in your soul
Known than galloping for
Thy site own tho “by foresees ”
Endo vowed soul: in heaven
From the soil tho’ free swing!
: To reAch the
cres-
endo
of AbstrAct thought
and wordplay
in unison.
IndIvIdual letters form
a unIted saunter
around
an erratically beating
madcat heart
thirsty for a crack.
Find the chink baby.
Crack it open and come inside.
Fill me with ******
of the soul.
Ache and love
Ache
and love
Ache
and kill
and
love
and
find
fulfillment
with constant thirst.