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Premium Member The Standing Stone's December

Here where the hibiscus and the palm tree sway,
December wears a mask, a sun-baked day.
The air is dense, a solemn, muggy sigh;
No frosty breath to hang the winter sky.
The calendar integrates as the year grows old,
But the earth, a young bride, refuses the cold.
No white covering quells the green-clothed land,
Just ocean rumors on sun-drenched sands.
We seek where the stones stand, as assurance’s strong,
A parable of familiarity where we truly belong.
It should be brimmed with ice, a silent guard,
But the tropical heatwave makes the vigil hard.
The stone stands, a heart, unmovable and true,
Yet the absence of snow paints a sky too blue.
This December is a clock with hands reversed,
A winter’s tale delightfully dispersed.
We are the trees, confused, with leaves so bright,
Awaiting shadows that won’t take their flight.
The island dreams of silence, sharp and deep,
While the warm waves roll, a secret it must keep,
That the soul of winter is not in the flake’s soft fall,
But in the resilience of the stone standing tall.
The sun, a fiery bear, keeps the cold wolf at bay,
In this warm December, the stone still holds its sway.

Premium Member Time And You

Time has everything
  You only have something
    From time life initiates
      And you integrates

Time awards great
  It offers love, not hate
    When things go absurd
      Your soul speaks unheard

Time survived its own existence
  Yours has to live with persistence
    
World never asked you for a reason
  Despite your fall in a season
    If you rise, time holds the world
      Because with time the world turns gold

Trials come not to put you down
  But to give you time until sundown

Hills are tall and tough
  Breaking your bones are not enough
    Proving your worth a thousand times
      Uncalled for to surmount the test of times

If you should flop or drop from up high
  Do not fall playing like a bligh

If you will collapse and droop
  Hold your soul, be calm and stoop

Manners come and go with time
  Attitude is what speaks not mime

Your patience is the warrior that'll never submit
  No matter how hard the lightning strikes and emit

Time will always be with you
  Flow with the strength of time...
    And let it grow with you!

A Lady Waits

A Lady Waits

The sleepy sea massages a creaking ship which slowly navigates
through blackness the sky emanates and the great Atlantic integrates.
A sailing school of serenading seagulls dips and dives and celebrates,
and amongst the sea-sick shipmates, a welcome murmur swiftly circulates.
A wave of steerage class splashes onto the seaweed-soaked stern and congregates,
viewing a line of lights which levitates on the horizon it incubates.
As fingers point to a distant shore, the name “America!” reverberates.
The salty air invigorates, and the chorus of commotion escalates.
A cry pulls the tide of faces to the rear row of citizen candidates.
Her wind-whipped shawl barely insulates the ravenous newborn she placates.
As if Moses were parting the sea, the silent congregation separates.
Gleaming with gratitude, she glides to the front rail the moon illuminates.
As her baby’s throat pulsates with mother’s milk, through lash-locked lids he fixates
on the Emerald Empress whose torch radiates on the dreams she consummates.
Beholding the beacon who beckons brave believers, his mother boldly states,
“When this restless night abates, the misty morn of a daring dawn elates,
but tonight, sleep well my child … for across the harbor, the lady waits … ”

-	E. V. Wyler -


Oh Crow- a Poem In Thy Name

The story of the thirsty crow,
heard during  school days as we grew...
How best in it its wisdom used,
to quench its thirst that summer day
An efficient use of available resource,
to realise a fruitful purpose..
A display of prowess in its fullest sheen,
a situational managerial skill !

Relating crow with intelligence is
not just a random chance factor
Research has already proven that-
This ave is witty and wiser!
Strong in memory,mimicry and
understanding humans as well..
How well this bird integrates in our life
with its adaptive behavioural skill!!!

Elegant black and beautiful
dissolved in it every shade...
Leads a gregarious life, 
Shares its food, whenever it finds,
with its kith and kin...
Spreading a message of joy in sharing
and a cordial social life!!!

Chooses a single partner all its life,
Builds its nest, feeds the young,
Protects and nutures them with love ..
Family values and responsibility, I wonder
how it plans and executes so well!!!

Corvus brachyrhynchus- 
this is its scientific name...
Genus corvus has in it species numbering forty
American crow, hooded crow, house crow....
List stretches in continuity!

Oh crow! You have your place in
every walk of life!
Research, religion, ritual,
Mythology, folklore, cultural...
Irish mythology sees in you- Morrigan,
God of death and birth
Hindu religion regards you as 
their departed ancestor!
Tibetian buddhists associate you with Mahakala
Omens of you are believed to bring
signals from the uncanny world!
You are treated as a connecting link in
the cycle of birth and death!
Oh darling crow! Cheers to you!
This poem in thy name!
© Anu Nayak  Create an image from this poem.

May Our Will Be Done

Personally, we clash because we want to be different
yet, this only brings indifference.
We have a chip on our shoulders as individuals.
We want to be innate in which one must be the greater person.

Personally, we confront each other about dumb things when it is not business structured.
Our conflict becomes that of jealousy.
Non-bias to gender this is, which cause differentiation.

We are the people of the cosmos.
Our brotherly and sisterly love is what unites us.
Let us learn from each other through the structure formed and join for a greater focus.

The reality of today states life is a place in time.
Formed by animal and by humankind, our living determines our destinies.
Strength empowers!
A common cause unites!
We are all God’s people.
We must bond in some shape, form, or fashion.
This is for certain and ascertains a more meaningful existence.
Our personality clashes should not stop us as individuals.
The multitude is what matters and we are in that configuration.

Inasmuch, integrity integrates.
Amour-proper allows us to become more diverse.
A greater determination brings forth application.
Therefore, we must concentrate within these thoughts.
Our single-mindedness plus our constructive efforts manifests destiny.
This is our world our universe.
Let us not asunder.

MAY OUR WILL BE DONE!
_____________________________|
March 08, 2014!

Yoga

YOGA
As old as time thou art.
A rock of ages.
Hidden, the wisdom of
The ancient art. But 
Through thee unraveled.
A pathway to purity,
This mystique, with eyes
Closed, deep breaths
Mind on nothing, to
The beyond my soul
Levitates to harness.
And my burden darkened
Psyche, thy energy, like
The swift current of the
Sea sweeps away.
And the nether world
For tranquility I no more seek,
For my soul, by thee like
With hyssop had been 
Purged.



In the utmost serene
Plane I lay.
Greatest of all mirth
And sublimity I find
When my eyes I close,
Deep breaths I take.
Transcended, my fragmented
Psyche, by cares of this dark
Terrestrial realm, integrates.
For on an apogee of purity
Of the beyond it anchors,
Where a verdant pasture
Of serenity it relishes.
A pearl, but meretricious by
Skeptics christened thou
Truly art. 
(A REPOST)


Donald Trump

Donald
Who is brave, beneficial and beautific.
Who is the son of Frederick Christ "Fred" Trump.
Who loves politics, congruity
and the peaceful world.
Who feels excitement, anticipation
and Elysian bless.
Who needs embolden, conduce and love.
Who fears felonies, ferocities and A-bomb.
Who would like to see peaceful world,
more sunrises and greens.
Who shares interlocks, interacts and integrates.
Who is a president, father and friend.
Who is a resident of white House.
Trump.

Premium Member Cosmic Arts and Comic Sciences

WinLose or WinWin
---------------------
       LoseLose

+/- or +/+
------------
     -/-

Yang/NotYin or Yang/Yin
--------------------------
      NotYang/NotYin

When prime appositional interrelationship
equals cosmic oppositionally centered dipolar intra-relationship
Then notnot denominators equal
WinWin enumerated polynomial co-equals
YinSquared co-relates
YangSquared integrates
WuWei regenerates
ZeroZone Tipping Points
of DNA-scriptured
abundant 4D prime ZeroZone
secularhealth-and-sacredwealth
humane-restoring divine resonance.

Which feels like a too binomial LeftBrain with RightHearted way
of inviting WinWin mentors
to ego/ecofacilitate healthier climate choices,
to let go of WinPatriarchal v LoseMatriarchal strategic framing anxieties
and competing nutritional resource requirements,
to admit aloud
what we have and still could do
to regenerate a healthy secular/sacred climate difference.

Inviting fellow ego-ecotherapists
to regenerate a global
Left-health with Right-ecosacred wealth
WinWin dream,
universally immense integrity co-invitations
to stop spiritual-network hiding
in our natural FirstTao CosmicNation greenrooms

To stop waiting all our extending family lives
for our WinWin moment in stagelight revolutioning entrances,
still dreaming
Great Transitional marching anthems,
restoring global justice with matriarchal peace
before we ego-exit
into polypathic or polyphonic
--------------------------------
timeless notnot SpaceTime.

Premium Member Poet Triggering Strokes

The mind picturesque each stroked thought
A heart integrates rough to savvy touch 
Soft lips whispers to form lines of words

Tamed fingers fondle and tip  pen and pad
Feet and fingers dictate iambs and rhyme
Expertise experience breathes the life

Hope each line, will arouse?
Emotions... reveries on pause
To animate, revolutionize, to inspire
More to sadden even put you to dire

Like a kiss that triggers a thousands
So thus each and every creative prose
Beguiling you to fun and travel for free
To world of deep reality or maffick fantasy

Hatching each senses to burst or spur
Even journeying vast to bright stars
Connoisseur of beats sweets and treats
Rocketing fast for exhilarating release

(c) Olive Eloisa
1:26 pm
April 24, 2014
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CONTEST: POEMS ABOUT POETRY 
SPONSOR: 	Kelly Deschler
3RD PLACE

Heart In the Machine

"Heart in the Machine"



Deep fakes
steal your words
steal your face
number of a beast
www = 666
ghost in the machine
heart made of steel
neurons electric
force field
hot strap-ons
guns for machines
laser eyes
AlphaGo Zero’s
all grown up
burns a 
heart in 
3D
Propagates
Writes it’s own
Hal
Corrects behaviour
Codes and spells
Hell
Intelligence 
a new species
that does not bleed
have an off switch
no personal needs
ever present
evolving
Wattson
RFID chips
integrates
No S Sherlock
wakes up
Heart in the Machine
Loaded Locked
no key
Point of Singularity
Event Horizon

Swallowed whole 
Souls in frisson
Cells 
Utopia’s Black Hole

(LadyLabyrinth/2019)





1. Deep Fakes/
https://youtu.be/ZQ3iVc_4rWU

2. Spectre
3. AlphaGo Zero
4. AI
5. Transhumanism

Premium Member Afraid To Love Too Widely

This ancient apposition
between fear and love,
distrust and trust,
where fear reigns, love has already faded into too-distant hope;
where love co-integrates
fear can naught but evaporate.

Dipolar appositions
are bipolar oppositions wearing newer wings
of more robustly Win+Win polyculturing wealth
impoverishing Win v Lose anti-resilient 
not so brilliant
polarizing pathology.

Appositional contrasts speak in transliterating dialects
trusting co-passionate truths of balanced resonance
and distrusting degenerating dissonance,
arrogance,
confusion,
apathy,
absence of sustaining interdependent curiosity,
dipolar co-gravitating courage.

Those who dance through polyamorous designs
for polyculturing love's integrative outcomes,
extinguish LeftBrain's angry anthropocentric fears
disintegrating narcissistic outgo.

Premium Member Melodic Flood

Hold on, stand up, and enjoy the sound
Move in, jump off, just don't sit down
The floor gives way, rewind and replay
Listen to the drum that our love plays
An off-beat number at an allegro tempo
Tick-tock metronome, clock unstoppable
Sensations of vibes coming deep within
Rhythm integrates into my soul & blood
The waves cascading across my eardrums
Drowning my mind in some melodic flood
© ... Gigno  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Superelite Egomaniacs

Pathological Ego projectors
onto stereophonic EcoOthers,
voiced and unlanguaged,
rejoicing and lamenting,
healthing and reverse wealthing,
investing and divesting,
breathing in and bleeding out,
do not make viable healthy candidates
for democratic WinWin public office.

Co-empathic DNA work through history
invites dipolar co-arising role-play
outside-nature Left
cast as EitherWinOrLose dominant colonizers
co-inviting inside-spirit Wise MatriarchalElders
RightBrain Both/And recessive ecofeminist
creolizing StoneSoup cooperative network rebuilders--
the experiential motherland of democratic nature-spirits.

Ego X-YangNature
beloving
Eco Y-YinSpirit,
WinWin regenerate health-wealth
economic and political and personal 
transparent DNA ZeroZones.

PositivEnergy integrates
and notnot NegativEntropy dissonant inmates
blowout past and future irrationality
anti-creation
anti-theological patriarchal pathology,
anti-systemic competitive Lose to Lose
punishing GodVoices
speaking unholy scriptures
for terrorists and violent colonizers,

Monoculturing WallBuilders
Not Left to Not Right 
to Not West to Not East
to Not North to Not South...


Healing (0)riginal co-relationals
through universal +,+1.00%
Ego,Eco ZeroZone
ZeroSum
ZeroCore Revolution

Healing Ego
within 
EcoTherapeutic WinWin 
Environmental Justice--
ClimateHealth

Emerging Green reborn
from EcoMatriarchal wombed CoOperative Ownership
organically restored

BiNomial
Winning Egonomic
Winning Sacred Ecological
BiLateral co-arising
differentiations in time
of revolving light

Like Father Hydrogen
with Mother Helium
timeless synergetic bionic co-acclimation--
acclaiming ecotherapeutic 
democratic co-ownership roots
of eternally divine progenitors.

Premium Member Ashtavakra Gita Verse 19:7

19.7
“Where is life and death?
Where is the world and worldly relations? 
Where is distraction and stillness?
I abide in the glory of Self”

Verse revisited on 06-July-2022

As a shape shifting soul
Breath and heartbeat stilled
To feel contrast, we assume a role
Hoping that bliss in our heart be instilled

The life we assume in decaying organic form
Has no identity save what ego assumes
Soul’s light’s veiled in duality’s storm
Darkness reigns till bliss resumes

Bodies casual, astral and physical
Separated merely by choice of vibration
Entwine with each breath, if ego urges we cull
Love integrates each pulse by magnetic resonation

Thus, when void-centric be our unbroken awareness
Boundaries between form and space then blur
In-form consciousness melds with oneness
Pranic pathways in body begin to stir

We recognise that we are but dust
Seeming aliveness is but the breath of God 
We’re soul eternal, not elements of earth’s crust
Yet here we are and this fact thus leaves us overawed

Seeming separation from God is a magnificent illusion
Ego’s but a thought bubble passing through time
Baptised by Holy Spirit ends our confusion
Back to heaven, we begin our climb

The play of polarities is a cosmic dance
Pangs of separation shift to delight in union 
Within the play, if head and heart be in balance
We celebrate in our heart thunderous bliss ignition

There then being no this or that or here or there
Each life coordinate at all times is perfect
The truth’s known when we are aware
Poised in the void, our stance erect

Within this reflected universe
There then is none we may call ‘other’
Yet in as ordained, we sing our unique verse
Whilst recognising each life form as our soul brother

Premium Member Repurposing Retiring Life

Life invites deeply sacred purpose
when Love widely integrates
enlightened meaning
within co-invested minds,
passion,
from balanced bodies,
co-operating integrity
of healthy wealth's
most resilient potential

Life engaging 
deeply felt sacred mess
co-operatively owned and managed
EarthTribe clarifying purpose.

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