Best Laterally Poems
Stop! Listen to your heartbeat.
Concentrate on every thump as it slowly evaporates
into the inner tissue of your soul.
Silence manifests laterally,
drowning your body, leaving you with sharpened senses.
Your limbs slowly detach from your fragile body
creating paranormal stratospheres in the surrounding cosmos.
All matter surrounding you dissolves until all turns to
black shadow.
Solitude takes you and you are an irrelevant whisper
within infinity. You gain consciousness,
you are in a pool of your most distant memories.
You come to the realize that you never knew
yourself, you were never even close.
Suddenly you feel more in tune than ever.
You are reborn from the womb of your own heat
confident that you aren’t, you never were, and you never will be.
I had it all wrong
all I do is play along
nobody understands me
I'm in another galaxy
I say this literally
it's empty laterally
I haven't found my soul group
everything is out of loop
I wish I knew this a long time ago
it would have saved me from this low
We all recognize what saying proceeds with that
I must save it for a personal chat
knee slapping that is
let's all have a quiz
I'm tired of fighting internally
it needs to stop eternally
my foe
trying to let go
Elbows need to be carefully packed.
I squeeze together organs
filling only a certain delineated area.
The flight attendant approaches,
tries to ignore me
I have some preliminary questions,
"Can I be slipped into a less edgy wedge?
Could my mind be more swiftly amputated?
Is it possible to be shuffled laterally
until I intrude less and match more?
Will my MP3 player attract killer geese,
or interfere with heat seeking drones.
Will you stamp my papers as D.O.A. now
to save time?"
She smiles.
"Sir, will you please stop blinking,
you're making the other cargo nervous."
There is an important difference
between being accessible
and becoming more engaging,
engaged,
engage-able.
To access support and resources
for health care giving
and wealth care resourceful receiving
is not nutritionally sufficient to resiliently
resonantly engage
As non-violent access
to absence of rage
is not peace enough to fully engage
So too,
access to eternal love,
timeless truths,
polypathic wise ways
and polynomially balancing bilateral means
does not, for most of us,
fully engage with Earth's cooperative interior voices
speaking and listening,
widening and deepening,
outing and in-ing,
outside and inside
Yang and Yin
ego and eco-sourcing
resourcing
pre-sourcing
un-sourcing
anti-sourcing
revolutionary engagement
evolutionary source enabling
health-wealth access
with every day
every body
every thing
every relationship
multi-dependently embracing.
Access to bicameral deductive thought
and inductive feelings of interdependent resourcefulness
and isolating despair,
as outlined by ethologist Julian Jaynes,
and all textures and hues and cries between
Mother's warm wet womb
and YangHere with YinNow
Is not resiliently sufficient
to resonantly engage bilaterally resilient co-investments,
as taught by Edward De Bono.
Just as access to a lover
is not necessarily sufficient
to fully engage those thoughts and feelings yet unknown,
undisclosed
for lack of trust
we will be GoldenRule treated
by healthy wealth of compassioning WinWin care,
Aware
of interdependent relational space,
accessible to sight,
but also inter-related time,
engaged through deep listening
networks of interdependent historical and cultural causes
evolving toward this engaging ego with eco-effect
for healing and toxic causes yet to follow
through future inaccessible regenerations
We actively hope will be at least as health engaged
as is true
and trusted
with and for
and of Earth's interdependent inevitable moments,
YangHere further accessing
YinFlow past through future
engaging Now
Ego EcoSourcing,
CoPassions multi-laterally Here,
personal space ecopolitically engaging
relentless public/private health care time.
emotions searching wayout
hibernation compels the stage next for deep rooted revelations
black holes gave company
when walls around were black
laterally came tinge to smile......
escape velocity taking black humour with froth of expressO
adjacent to beaming astral mates
& ready for....
yet to twinkle & much to rain.
My parents were both cut in two,
my mother head to torso, laterally bisected
into equal parts, my father cut slightly off center
into unequal parts, his heart bisected, his head intact.
My parents were cut in two, as if
giant shards of sharp glass
were free falling in the universe.
She happened to be in the wrong place
at the wrong time, he standing next to her,
they were both cut in pieces.
When I look at this picture carefully,
I notice their only daughter so close
by her mother's side, pierced through
at an angel, my viscera partially exposed.
These are my addictions,
this my disorderly conduct,
here is my gore, mixed
with the coffee stains
on the cluttered table.
I go on living like this,
cut almost through,
remembering my parents,
her vacant eyes, his neck wrenched
sideways, wracked with pain,
how they died a thousand deaths
before they both died young.
This is the shard of glass that fell
out of the universe through me.
I go on living like this, hoping
someday I'll meet a surgeon
or discover a way to dissolve glass
before I die young, too.
It started with a news report,
where a well-dressed man did exhort
that everyone should stay inside,
big thunderstorms were on the fly.
A curving arc across the map,
and the danger that comes with that,
not whirling clouds that rip and roar,
but another threat is in store,
The great tornados go from ground,
to storm-cells high above the down,
Derecho strikes laterally,
a blunt-force trauma built of breeze.
At first, I just remain upstairs,
but not near windows, back from there,
trees and shrubs in the neighborhood
begin to wave, that is not good,
because the blowing does not stop,
more branches now begin to rock,
leaves start stripping off, flying fast,
every which way, wherever cast.
I hear some creaking form the walls,
the gushing of the wind’s loud call,
branches start breaking, tumbling quick,
smashing against siding and brick,
strewn on the roads and driveways black,
but then come a much louder snap,
the main beam of a neighbor’s elm
comes crashing down, and I can’t tell…
Has it come down upon their car?
The rain picks up, I can’t see far,
drops horizontal from the gale,
mixed in with icy slugs of hail.
The wind keeps going, doesn’t stop,
big branches fall across the lot,
walls now vibrate against the blow,
soon I will have to go below.
Thirty minutes, it’s not ceasing,
hurricane gusts send trees reeling,
it’s trunks now breaking, smashing hard
into the rooftops, and the yards.
The fear now says it’s time to run,
down to the basement with hard thumps
echoing from the storm above,
I think that I have seen enough.
I’ll call the insurance company tomorrow…
Beneath thoughts with feelings
uniting and dispersing,
Within Earth's human constitutions,
democratic and win/lose cynical,
or even lose/lose nihilistic,
We each breathe in encultured nutritional space,
from a preferred multicultural healthy place,
for a polypathic wealthy outcome lifetime pace.
As we breathe in universal integrity
in spirited time,
we each can breathe out unitarian enchantment with sublime
ecstatic integrity refined
interdependent belief and behavior divine
compassions,
re-investing in this green win/win common healthy-wealth sanctuary
RevolutionTime,
non-sectarian
non-partisan
non-violent
non-ZeroSum
Beneath our most humane emergent thoughts and feelings,
all breathings in Yang
and back out square-rooted Yin
free rainbow unimpaired
not not despaired,
Within each bicameral beating heart
and imposing impassioning
reposing repassioned bodhisattva mind,
radically democratic energy regeneratively expanding
multicultural Golden WinWin Rules
to restore EarthJustice
By extracting degenerative lose/lose monocultural bad-faith toxins
now destroying purposes of health's intention
for red/blue-blooded beating hearts,
Each natural body out
spiritual mind in
yang with yin
co-laterally scripturing
ancient revolutions
of DNA's left and right,
west greets east,
uracil/cytosine balancing fractal seasonal resolutions,
where U=C-squared
light-cubed
green organic namaste
Transubstantiating +1 universal
equals
(-,-)0-square root bilateral integrity,
Left-nature multiplying Right-spirit interdependently multiculturing,
Left-yang patriarchal dominance divided against
Right-yin matriarchal suppressing
Different thoughts and feelings
between yang against yin, bipolar dividing
the sameness within yang with yin, dipolar co-arising
regenerative WinWin,
healthy thoughts with nutritional feelings.
emotions searching wayout
hibernation compels the stage next for deep rooted revelations
black holes gave company
when walls around were black
laterally came tinge to smile......
escape velocity taking black humour with froth of expressO
adjacent to beaming astral mates
& ready for....
yet to twinkle & much to rain.
Growing up on God's impoverishing family farm,
he learned to hide his work
in tissues of unearthly privacy.
Regenerating in Earth's richly resonant nutrition,
she recovered her playful avocations
in ecosystemic response
to global over-grasping issues
of under-conscious
her/his-storied
positive domesticity
Over-privatized
so powers under-privileged;
personalized
so shy of compelling
retelling publicity
Earth camouflaged
democratically healthy ecopolitics,
co-empowering
co-operating
co-generating
co-laterally co-investing
co-systemic
ego/eco-analogical
co-passion.
Growing out on Earth's extending family farm,
he learned to share his playful work
with issues of unEarthly
inhumane
left-hemispheric primacy.
Elbows must be packed more carefully.
I catch the eye of a flight attendant.
Some preliminary questions…
"Miss can I be slipped into a less edgy wedge?
She frowns, resenting perhaps my ‘miss’
should have said ‘mam’…damn.
I carry on babbling –
“Could my mind be more swiftly amputated?
Is it possible to be shuffled laterally
until I intrude less and match more?”
Now she is throwing daggers of hate towards me.
Are the engines honking like killer geese?
Will dinner come as an intravenous drip?
Is that kid vomiting back there?
Her dislike of my questions
is as palpable as a cudgel to the head.
“Miss I can’t see; my eyes are too near the seatback.
Will you stamp my papers D.O.A. now
to save time?"
My voice through the triple layered mask
sounds like a hyperactive zombie.
She smiles robotically.
"Sir, will you please stop blinking,
you're making the other cargo nervous."
If it's not poetry then it don't make sense!
My mentality is actually a masterpiece
practically painted masterfuly
to satisfy the custumer.
It's a ballad scratched on my pad
laterally after me and my pen
practice we'll start constructing a....
Rhyme similar to a rapper's free
with no actual beat blasting the masses
past disaster I will do it rapper free.
If it's not poetry then it don't make sense!
You write hiaku's touching hearts
I read sonnetts from the soul
You make cinquains from the brain
These odes make me feel like gold.
If it's not poetry then it don't make sense!
Without the rhyme I'd be dead
I take advantage of the moment
Releasing words from my head
That might get another open.
Repeat everything I said
Then go to a soul and quote it
He'll probably love what he heard
Then go and write him some words.
If it's not poetry then it don't make sense!
emotions searching wayout
hibernation compels the stage next for deep rooted revelations
black holes gave company
when walls around were black
laterally came tinge to smile......
escape velocity taking black humour with froth of expressO
adjacent to beaming astral mates
& ready for....
yet to twinkle & much to rain.
emotions searching wayout
hibernation compels the stage next for deep rooted revelations
black holes gave company
when walls around were black
laterally came tinge to smile......
escape velocity taking black humour with froth of expressO
adjacent to beaming astral mates
& ready for....
yet to twinkle & much to rain.
Silent empathy,
whether majority or extremely lonely minority,
without active integrity
is unvoiced noticing
without informed feedback looping
understanding resilient communication
mentoring
Who we call each other to become
in courageous solidarity,
curious about our remaining future fertile non-uniformity
Catalyzing co-acclimating communions
of perpetual becoming
co-empathically active
and more polypathically informed.
Sung empathy,
especially if simultaneously danced
in harmonic rhythms
and causal-effective rhymes
with reason
fertile seasons,
if polypathic integrity
grows most resonantly polyphonic
effluent,
Multi-laterally rooted
in ZeroCommon
prime bilateral
polynomial affluent communion,
healthy-wealth abundance
of not monoculturing disinformation.