Best Investor Poems
One pool in which we live and lay
One rhythm of hearts holding us today
One sounding board wherein we have our say
If not this moment, then in the next
We swim, crawl, walk; then climb or fly
Without delay, like fledglings in world pool
Looking for a better way.
One pool in which we revel or rebel
One the investor, one living in the now
Or living in hell
One gospel truth we all must tell.
One pool in which we thrive refreshed
And do our best
One pool in which we fail or
Pass the ten commandment test
And lay our fears to rest
One by one we'll meet Giver of breath.
One final curtain call
One last sound before silence has a ball
One Universal God sent His Son, to redeem us all.
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When nighttime comes
I long for a kiss
from my partner’s sweet sucking lips
to make me forget the craziness around me
When I wake up at nighttime
I want to eat fried chicken
to quell my upset spirit
and calm my anger
I don’t know why conservative politicians who have so much are so unhappy
They deny families food stamps and safe shelter for the homeless.
Right-wing politicians must not have a warm heart that beats human.
Do they understand what their malevolent laws do to people?
They hurt the lives of the fast dwindling American middle class
but with gorged bellies they expand their bank accounts
they know this is not the way to represent Americans honestly
they ignore the neediest and shower opulence to the wealthy
Greed is at the politician's core;
always wanting more.
Americans work hard to provide for their families
But politicians are deficient in caring for the working American
We, the well-fed American voter should be more compassionate
We are not a young country anymore, we have no more excuses
it’s time we matured and shared the resources
The starving world demands it
Worldwide, can there only be plenty for the wealthy
but deprivation wages for the poor?
It has nothing to do with who works hardest or is the wiser investor
it's about politicians thinking of the people who pay for their sustenance
controlling their avarice and sharing life's resources equally
stop wasting our nation's treasure and the world's resources
Above all cease creating wars and killing people in our name
understand that Time does not stand still,
it moves on with or without us and those in power
remember history does not look kindly on corrupt officials
Politicians who disregard their own people's welfare
instead follow their greed unto tomorrow above all else,
led by a corrupt, obsequious Senate leader and
a narcissistic, misogynistic,misanthropic criminal president
and emperor wanna-be have no place in American politics
Americans say not no, but hell no we won't go back!
In a few days, our country will pause and say, “Thanks, Lord”.
There are so many things for which I am thankful to God.
There is simply no end to the many people, circumstances, and experiences to which I have been privileged to be a part.
Nevertheless, time, space, and attention spans compel brevity.
There is a lady of a gentle, kind, and tender heart who’s to blame for my ability to take several trips by jumbo jets that I could not afford. Several years ago,
during both a season of joy and of grief, she was there for me and my wife. I am thinking of her with much gratitude this thanksgiving season. Her name is Sherry.
I am recalling a man who several years ago gifted me with a touch of his kindness and love. I shall never forget his eyes and spirit staring into mine, leaving me no doubt that he believed in me at a time when I was low. I was experiencing a dark place after surviving a storm of life on a raging sea. I’m thinking of one who became to me a beacon in the night. He’s a dear friend. His name is Ken.
There is a dear lady who on several occasions heaped compliments and praises upon me that I did not deserve. She always made me feel so very special. She passed on 14 months ago and resides in heaven now. She was indeed a dear lady. Her name was Joelen.
More than 25 years ago, I sought far and wide without success to secure a loan to purchase a home. Finally, an elderly gentleman stepped forward as an investor with the down payment. His action enabled my wife and me to become proud homeowners. He was a stranger who took a chance on us. We lost touch with him some time ago, but I’m thinking of him this Thanksgiving Season. His name is Gary.
11012016 cj PS
Why do you do as you do
and not do as you don't say?
asked the journalist of the leader,
asked the child of her parent.
Because I like to help
and I do not enjoy recognizing myself
as a selfish hypocrite,
responds the leader
to writers of famous and infamous history,
respond therapeutic parents
to children writing compassion stories.
How do you know you are helping
and not helping retain a flawed toxic elitist system,
maintaining poverty of margins
far below wealth piling into too much power?
asked the cynical divestor
challenging this help-as-health investor,
asked the hurt and wounded child
challenging her health-confessing
professing irreligious monoculture.
I doubt I could help
without co-investing in flawed health with pathology
in both political and economic systems,
responds this wu wei leader,
responds this co-mentoring parent,
but what have you noticed
might help more
while collaterally hurting less?
It seems to me,
writes aging journalist
and systemic trauma informed WholeEarth Tribalists,
those plans and budgets and stories cooperatively researched and written
by and with and for co-investors
in our civil passion/pleasure trusting enterprise
sustain more healthy multiculturing mind/body wealth,
with less pathological neurosystemic backwash,
as compared to Business As 0-sum Usual,
anthro-absorbed profit monocultures
elitist Publican winning
to lose further uncapitalized
democratically needy
competitors against too-exclusive empowerment.
Why do you win/win extend co-empathy as you do
and engage compassionate communication
as you would become Earth's Beloved PeaceCommunity?
asked the exhausted leader of retiring generals,
asks indigenously co-intelligent MotherTrees
of their polyculturally extending forests
Root and crown
body and mind therapeutic
politically empowering/disempowering
enlightened/unenlightened economies.
Why do you inclusively co-invest as you do
and not empower what you don't communicate?
asked the journaling child
about her favorite MotherTree's
inter-religious Golden Rule
to optimize effective
and efficient co-governance.
My best Friend is my Saviour and Lord Jesus Christ Who knows my condition!
My soul He freed from hell’s eternal damnation
He redeemed me, assuring me His salvation
Making me a heaven-bound citizen with eternal life’s possession.
My best Friend is my satisfaction Grantor Who shows my bestowed privilege!
My spirit He assured that I’m His child He does acknowledge
He endowed me with precious inheritance based on His pledge
Making me a potential investor in His divine work’s mileage.
My best Friend is my tranquility Source Who fixes my peaceful being!
My body He made the temple of the Holy Spirit I must be obeying
He enables me to grow in His grace while unceasingly praying
Making me a blessed Christian, while in His will, I keep on staying.
My best Friend is He Who completes my wholeness!
My heart He fills with His joy, mirth and gladness
He meets my insufficiency and nothingness with timeliness
Making me a rich heir in His gracious and loving bountifulness.
My best Friend settles my perspective!
My mind He renewed when my sins He did forgive
He teaches me by His counsels that His Word delights to give
Making me a wise learner, as for Him, I decide to live.
My best Friend builds up my testimony’s history!
My desire He has geared toward proclaiming the Gospel story
He subdues my selfishness, pride, and worldliness that bring me misery
Making me a faithful steward, determined to serve Him toward His victory.
My best Friend* is my life’s sturdy anchor!
My strength He empowers by His might where I find succor
He straightens me in my pursuit for holiness while for Him I labor
Making me a sincere life-builder who leads others to His friendship’s harbor.
*James 2:23 And the scripture was fulfilled which saith, Abraham believed God, and it was imputed unto him for righteousness: and he was called the Friend of God.
May 9, 2018
If we pray for other countries to prosper, real neighbor ...
As Old Cultures and Histories model, imbibe, declare ...
There would be fewer dark nations seeking refuge in whiter
Would you even consider praying for Nicaragua, El Salvador,
Gautemala, Honduras, and Mexico to reach more of their poor
With JUSTICE, fair prices for what they own, sell, barter???
Even as Scott Simon exposes HOBBY LOBBY, Bible Museum builder
Paid a fine ($3m) & helping denude Iraq of its Own, "war souvenir"
Of our celebrated warriors of freedom, and yes, capitalists-investor
Yes, you have to think hard and forgive me, for this NEWS
You may hide while ululating Fox, Skunk, Weasel News (fake news?)
As we who escaped here for religious reasons, send kids to our prisons
The unexamined life is not worth living, said Socrates
Who died rather than parrot what Religion and Politician needed
To hear, to let him continue teaching (Questions): Deductive, Socratic ...
I have drunk poison too, and something died, something living
Yes, Iraq can teach us that Occupation is worse than dying
The Museum curators still hide Gold Treasures, 15 years & counting ....
FOOTNOTE: Please google "HOBBY LOBBY," funder of Liberty University, too.
I ought to have, much earlier, added this NOTE:
"Hobby Lobby" is a leading American Company that prides itself as "Christian." It bought stolen artefacts looted from Iraq since the 1990s, and paid a fine of $3 million to the US Government. They also have enjoyed that dubious honor of helping "build" the Museum of the Bible in Washington, D.C. More love for Museums than for people alive today? You do the research & RE/consider ...
The purchase of our first home was a charm
No money down and very affordable payments
We learned well, and were never alarmed or harmed
But we were disappointed by delays in street pavements
Our second home purchase required a co-investor
Their family and mine were happy and well pleased
Our prayers were heard and answered by our creator
Credit was good; loan was approved; and no one was deceived
The purchase of our third home was the result of very hard work
We had a family business; and my wife and I also had regular jobs
Fifteen years rushed by, and then the national economy began to hurt
We were forced to sale our home at a loss; our 401-K's were simply robbed
By God's Grace, we remained faithful to Him, to our family, and to our church
By God's Wisdom, we paid down the debt, retired early, and avoided the worse
09172017 PS Contest, Turning Disappointments Into The Positive, Brenda Chiri
2P
In times of trouble it outshines its glow
The supposed intrinsic value of its allure
Is a safe house in times of economic un-certainty
When money is being made but not through
Traditional means
The historian would if consulted dismiss
The hype surrounding this shiny metal
As nought but a greed reflex based on
Short-sighted ignorant mania
Its value is akin to a smoke screen
Of dazzling lights
And a house of cards
That will disintegrate when the fickle mob
Move to a safer bet
Speculation and speculators
With their shark instincts
Miss the point
Gold is shiny and there lies its allure
Our supposed sophistication
And technologically advanced state
Still makes us kids drawn to the light gold emits
To flash it and bling it
Is its purpose
Not a store of wealth to be kept in a vault
The man who buys a band to
Prove his love
The gangster who shows his wealth on his person
Are the true connoisseurs of gold
It has no inner magic
Its surface does the job
It was bought to do
A status symbol of wealth and prosperity
That was meant for show
Is gold at its best
And most appealing
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When the wearers are outspent by an investor
Then gold has rusted
And speculators lose
It's true intrinsic value laid bare
That of hype caused by uncertainty in the money market
It is to the economic historian no power-house of value
The more coveted it is for gawping appeal
The more valuable it is
Speculative mania will only
Tarnish its dazzling glow
Wear it
Bling it
Don’t invest in it
I look for you here, there, and everywhere; not because you are lost,
but because I want to touch and hold you, to know that you are safe
I look for you all the time, and if I cannot ascertain where you are, my heart will hop, leap, or skip, and I'll find you still in my thoughts.
I think of our many years together, and find you in my memories.
That day in the park; those walks around the fountain; ocean side fire
I often discover you close-up, on the outskirts of my mind.
But revelations of you in such domains are limited at best.
Not quite satisfied, I continue my search for the deeper you.
At last, beautiful portraits appear in a most treasured book.
"Oh, what a great find!", I said to myself. "I shall create sets of you".
So I created the multi-facitted, many dimensional lady of my heart.
There were numerous poses of you, all so breathtakingly beautiful. So beautiful, that it was very challenging to produce a complete set.
The words accompanying the poses were so distinctive and impeccable.
I could not choose them all; so I selected the number of completion.
Yes, I chose seven poses of you from those treasured pages.
The first was a standing pose of one filled with capability.
I beheld a stunning portrait of a very prudent investor.
I was struck by the sight of one so strikingly confident.
There was a sitting pose of an intelligent business woman.
There was the dignified lady glowing in energy and strength.
Like magnet, I was drawn toward the pose of a God fearing woman. Lastly, I beheld one so indelibly deserving of appreciation and respect.
12052015PSContest, Anthology Series, Geraldine Taylor Inspired byProverbs 31(The Bible)P-HM
I read Eisenstein's sacred economics
a year or two ago,
and it is one of the few I still remember
and often think about
and long for.
This ecological
theological
economic read
was my ego's cooperative investment
in TruthLeft with BeautyRight
Charles had paid-forward
in writing this cooperatively-invested exchange.
I love his WinWin ego/eco-system
not not ZeroSum
degenerative/regeneratively ambiguous imagination
listening to history's healthy wealth and unwealthy pathology
for ego-patriarchal/eco-feminist
bilaterally creolizing health/wealth value purity
of innocent EarthTribal Beauty flow-power.
If such co-passioned love economy
makes me a crazy ambiguously trans-regenerative investor
in polypathic WinWin health and wealth of beauty
wizard/wild wikimess
With truly shape-shifting liberal love
of deeply conservational green eco-normic
metaphoric learning truly gorgeous virtuous feedback value
from healthy non-violent eco-political communicating voices
Then,
so be my personal and political health systemic investments.
I am
what we are LeftWin/RightWin becoming,
so let's just move on
and fully occupy this trouble-shooting transubstantiating
trans-regenerative 4D
ZeroZone spacetime
EarthTribe Paradise potential
Truth/Beauty polynomial
Integrity of healthy cooperative Win/Win economics
with wealthy ecologics,
organically empowering systems
with bilateral Left/Right rhythms,
Yang/Yin
Universal/Unitarian,
Nature/Spirit promoting
dipolar co-lateral Zero InvestmentZone
of interdependent BeautifulDiversity
Guilty of re-syncing
as fully WinHealth/WinWealth
LeftEgo/RightEco-normatively charged,
and still changing,
and recharging
and prechanging
and uncharging
and not not polypathically changing
exchanging
Win/Lose competitive economic systems
for Win/Win ecopolitical
eco-logical webs
of heart-felt, fully-infested muses
for beautiful Myth,
co-operating nutritional organic exchanges
of healthy/pathological interdependent information
FeltFull MindHeart : FullFelt HeartMind
To an Indian Investor, my Senior
I still remember that beautiful summer's evening,
you gave an emotional speech
on EPS, P/E, and fair value of a stock.
There you call me a joker, a five year kid!
And here you haha! ask for a lovely poem
on your birthday.
See, I am not an affluent man...
Nor any successful businessman!
My office is not there...
in your city,
next to Sidharth Lal.
If you accept my poorly invitation!
Your next year birthday here--
at my lonely cottage,
in this calm country.
My servant, my boy, and I,
will take you horseback ride--
All around the town.
Across the unbound green meadows,
Alongside the snowy forests
half-hid in fog.
Drip Drip Drip
A drop here and a drop there
They all add up, without any flair
Drip with a penny
Drip with a nickel
Drip with a quarter
Drip with a dollar
Over and over
This is how
Poets one day
Become rich enough to write and stay
With time to think and time to ponder
How mathematical compounding is such a wonder
Math and science and philosophical notes
Fate and destinies become very mote
We are, what we are
We will be what will be
With a little education
We can become more free
So I kiss the artistic mind that one day
Taught me compounding is here to stay
Notes: A DRIP = Dividend Re Investment Program, often offered by
Big companies to allow the small investor to accumulate shares in a company.
God created an aura,
female, African-American,
stock investor
in the month of July.
Of the ages of twenty-one through twenty-five
she buys ten Real-time Trade Orders
of stock through The New York Stock Exchange.
She knows to execute and buy Stocks
in the ten companies
of The Stock Market.
She has Financial Quotes and Securities
in the President and CEO positions.
Form:
Traveller, where are thee bound
Upon this earth of broken ground
Barefoot and damaged
Blood stained and torn
Travelling since the day you're born
Infant child, from teen to man
No-one, some-one
Who can tell?
Investor in the end of time
With knowledge of a different kind
An air of confidence, yet fear within
Traveller, art thou my sin?
My crimes that walk from dust till dawn
That I may live unscathed, unharmed
Invisible that none may see
Traveller, Traveller , are you me?
Form:
I asked the Wall Street executive
If he would like a mint
And he said
No thank you,
I already have the ability
To mint money
A Wall Street nirvana!
JB49