Best Polarity Poems
Since I've resolved to laugh at life-
find humor in its flaws,
and realize that stress and strife
are shaped by worldly laws;
Since I've resolved to compromise
with dreams that can't come true,
yet listen to my inner cries-
to follow those anew;
Since I've resolved to meet the test
of strengths by which I live-
and always do my honest best
to trust and to forgive;
Since I've resolved- my love to share
with every kin and friend,
set time aside to listen, care-
their sorrows ease, transcend;
Since I've resolved to ply my skills
expressed through words and art,
feel the sweet joy each piece fulfills-
to share my thoughts and heart;
Since I've resolved that time on earth
is but a short-lived stay-
fine-tuning for my greater worth
neath heaven's golden ray;
Since I've resolved to set life free-
embrace it- scarce or rife.
I now accept, with joy to see-
the meaning of my life.
In the realm where words bear flight,
Let me lead you through the night,
To a place where souls ignite,
And realities shift, ever so slight.
Reverse polarity, a cosmic force,
Unveiling secrets at its source,
A vinculum of awareness,
Where consciousness finds its fairness.
Shift from the body-mind embrace,
And let your soul bear its rightful place,
Not adrift in worldly desires,
But soaring higher, fueled by sacred fires.
Leave behind attachments that bind,
And set your spirit free to find,
A realm where all constraints unwind,
As you journey to the depths of your mind.
Vaporize the limitations of the ego,
Embrace the infinite, let it flow,
Becoming space, expanding wide,
No earthly goals to chase or abide.
For in the realm where souls unite,
We find the essence, the purest light.
Let this guided journey be your key
To unlock the depths of your glee.
To awaken the wisdom, not the plight
In the realm where words bear flight,
Let your spirit soar, let your soul ignite.
In this realm, let us endure the weight,
Let your heart be your guiding light
As you navigate the darkest night,
Trust the whispers, the gentle breeze,
Leading you to the haven of ease.
In the haven where words bear flight,
We transcend the boundaries of wrong and right,
And embrace the beauty of our shared existence,
An eternal dance of love and persistence.
With reverse polarity, we shift our awareness,
To a vinculum of truth, a state of pure consciousness.
No longer adrift in worldly desires,
But anchored in the depths of our soul's fires.
Those with two faces
force into silent secrecy
and fight against slavery
leaving me in misery
by creating mazes
Against my will
they banish
then vanish
with once cherished
but I remain still
Now lost in mazes
cannot criticise
nor compromise
I’ve been victimised
by those with two faces
Invert polarity
of mind-body with space,
that subject-object merge
in singularity,
giving rise to bliss surge.
Invert polarity
of fears and dark desires,
two sides of the same coin,
rooted in attachments ~
let’s with silence rejoin.
Invert polarity
by going in, within,
in thought rested stillness,
simply by letting go,
entwining with oneness.
Invert polarity,
by ceasing to resist,
making our heart porous,
receptive to God’s love,
felt as a bliss torus.
21-June-2022
aqueous medium of sustenence
we are provided abundantly
we dont realise
she was smiling an
electromagnetic event
exposed to the influence of
ionising rays of love from the
vast space unlimited
vectors of thoughts
the polarity is changing
slowly
It's a tragedy
When you make friends with shadows
By switching your fears,
And turning hours of darkness
Into havens from the light
Time's natural spaces,
a universe of footprints in remembered places.
Need kicks me in the ass
and head.
Trauma iafterflows,
undertows,
crashing carnage
with runaway horsepower.
Want is a branching step,
coincidentally left-producing and right-consuming
memory footprints on Earth's beach of time,
some more resiliently resonant
before erasing surf remerges,
and some less formed before washing into history's cultural flow
of confluent wild consciousness.
Time bilaterally steps through
sands of positive place in negative space,
resolving comprehensive consciousness.
Footprints in sands of trauma time
regenerate decomposing memory
within nature's wild chaos
outflowing rhyme.
Earthlings have no time
without sufficient stepping space
We experience rightful yin
without expelling wrongful yang
We co-arise no perfect vacuum
no perfect bad,
no perfect glad
save well-timed balance
in-between surfing appositionals
Bipedal potential
for comprehensive consciousness
in mind's harmonious heart
beating co-empathic lust for trust
informing and exforming lungs
fueled by nature's spirited intelligence.
Our shortages of universal healthy time,
our misconceptions about balancing wealthy walking space,
that
mislead to suicidal
patricidal
fratricidal
matricidal
ecocidal
tidal footprints into quicksand's chaos
Riptide's karmic grace
for recreating tomorrow's spacious beach
awaiting more transgenerative feet
and resonant heads,
bodies with minds
surfing seasoned time's
indigenous wisdom.
Time passionately flows
and enfolds frequent nature's voice
for each to hear with dissonant noise
while listening in keys of confluent choice.
Time's polypathic space,
universal footprints
in memory's unitarian place.
Polarity, inception within a feigning ascension. Bleeding continuity grasps doubtful
insanity. Paths diverging into a convoluted bereavement, a stagnant validity.
Flee the scene
before the dawn
frames the escape.
Treat with plenty of faith
& you can suspend belief,
like the irony
in how it takes a cynic
to persuade.
Poetic contracts speak
for a Man,
and a lord,
between a grave;
wonders death doesn’t come
when you’re aware of some strings,
even when waves roll back,
they tend to more often break
solely to come back again
and continue to take.
A power
to turn entire coasts
into the oceans deep.
A power
of breaking chains,
and setting free
the wings of angels
and their screams,
by tossing their guarded
and posts
into the tides
of the seas.
You’re not fleeing the scene
you’re redirecting,
and setting a stage.
Think again…
or, for once
and breathe.
Remember
of the unintended shadows
fallen in between
the ideas,
the words,
and the worlds of things.
You’re only claiming
of what you can’t see
of what we can’t know.
Anything can rise out.
Anything can become again.
That’s the curse of hope
that can never leave.
Let it go
And let it be.
What a sham,
I’m still fleeing the scene.
Tears of such just this a random thought
Sadness or joys for the fleshy beating heart
Unseemly unseeking I'm not looking straight forward
Lamented chess piece ivory casted glass on the board now
In seeking my forwarded righteous mind now
Singled Godly unruly unholy
Where to buy to go around now to ask and wait process
Sets the scales of written text I'm blessed or cursed onslaught
To the point of giving transfer voluntary unexpected transfer yields
Yet the premise my emotional heart hardens I sieze take abruptly suddenly
Intense is mine hearts mind feelings of deepest affection intense joy
Turn yet the premise my feelings unguarded intent ardor passion sexual only desire
Surrender submission I to are equal higher power giving up easing all resistance
Too the point of taking deep darkening control commanding prevails
Embrace affectively close hold are minds arms in acceptance I support you
To the point of taking the unagreeable positions such side variant
In truths I am stated candor honesty genuineness validity
To the point of untruths entertain assertions decitful demoralized
Just so to avoid an punishment
Come us so together as a family a unit humbled by are Father's heart
Abuse, abated non comforting evasive indifferent
differences sense of separation tears of such
Just this random thought ROTATED consciousness POLARITY
My givings I shall bless you versus my grabbing you don't need gimme that
My love in deems so true agape sure versus lusting sexually only
My surrender submission for holiness do diligence
Cast me not domination over others
My embracing those the hearts ceasing war gathered and ending strife
My truths in me instilled in my soul by my Father God
My lies from someone's father the devil
I speak life gathering of all God's people all His Children
I rebuke all unwarranted senses of separations
In Jesus name
The only part of ROTATED Consciousness POLARITY I want
Is the JUST QUALITY OF JESUS HEART
11/8/22
FOR Rotate Consciousness POLARITY Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker
No different from an earthworm,
in our own way, we likewise squirm,
day after day, engaged in strife,
frittering away gift of life,
for what we pursue is fleeting,
yet heart’s desire keeps on bleating,
shifting from object to object,
until from this game we eject
our attention, looking inward,
rejecting cravings untoward,
poised in the void, tranquil and still,
surrendered fully to God’s will,
which entails vibrant nonchalance,
love aligned, head-heart in balance,
imbibing thus, the bliss current,
by being here and now present.
03-September-2022
Agape – Christ-like love -
is not too easy to live,
especially today
in these difficult times
when polarity of opinions reigns supreme!
Siblings against siblings;
long-time friends turning against
their long-time friends.
A sign of the times?
End times coming?
It’s not hard to imagine this
when the hearts of those
whom we suppose should love us most
are hardening against us
simply for the fact
we do not think the same!
Agape loves those who oppose us.
Agape loves those we find
undeserving of our love.
But none in God’s eyes
are undeserving of His Agape love.
We cannot hate those we find imperfect
when we ourselves
can never perfect be!
True charity and compassion
are needed more than ever now
in these trying times.
Only when we love
by having respect for
every nation, race, and tongue
can we ever find peace in this world.
And only when we forgive others
do we show ourselves worthy
of our Lord’s own forgiveness of US.
Agape love is difficult!
Practice kindness every day,
and it will become easier and easier
to live it!
For the sake of our future generations;
for the sake of our entire global community,
we must learn to practice
Agape.
April 28, 2021
Positive plus, Negative minus
on chanted my science teacher
Positive runs, Negative hops
they never met each other;
Positive North, Negative South
poles of magnets, Mother Earth
positive charge, Negative swells
'lectricity comes to be!
Positive you, Negative me
our differences make us unique
Positive here, Negative there
balancing earth's mighty scales;
For every this, a that exists
and righty too I dare to say
for if we lacked all opposites
what a place our world'd be!
The Great Wheel
I'm hot. I'm cold; afraid, now bold.
I'm good. I'm bad; silly, now sad.
I'm wrong. I'm right, filled with clarity.
Now, no clue or true insight.
How do I shake and awaken?
Break the great seal of the wheel?
Will I ever know calmness,
Peaceful joy, and be still?
The great Law of Polarity rules my life.
It keeps me entangled in karma, unaware of my plight.
In moments of quietness the Truth seeks me out,
Whispers the answers that banish all doubts.
There is an awareness higher than this
Where I am One with my Source,
Drifting in moments of stillness,
Confident, resting in peaceful bliss.
Captain of my soul, the truth is mine to weld.
I am anchored in ancient knowledge,
Breathing deeply in life giving Prana,
Finally free from the oppressive wheel.
I control the frequency, the ebb and the flow
By focused thought and clarity, directing the show.
Creation is my destiny and joy its end,
No longer strapped to the unyielding spokes within.
It is only what we look for that we really see
And we can only truly see it if we believe.
Opposites appear, retreat and fade.
They are not even real, just a harmless charade.
But the truth stands fast. There's nothing to fear; it's merely contrast.
Only consciousness remains and eternal Love that lasts.
It's the highest emotion. It's at the top of the list.
It has no opposite, no karma, only peace and bliss.
Copyright © Chula Fleming 2/9/1989
As the fulcrum of awareness shifts, soul don't go adrift
Affirmation: We are more than body & mind connection
Let us leave all attachments behind and vaporize,
like space. Mesh with the sun, recognize that we are One.
Like a caterpillar at the beginning stages of life
the egg, the larva (caterpillar), the pupa (chrysalis or cocoon) and the adult
we are solid matter at birth,
Our souls remain in a cocoon stage until we decide
to explore its fibrous non-matter lignon.
Anima is to our souls what the cocoon is to the chrysalis.
A thick protection goes over our souls and the only way
to get it to be a viable spirit, is to use breath and
MEDITATION as our key life chi.
We may not be butterflies, but we have our very own
pupation pitfalls, we are human having a
human experience, with a spirit that wants to be free
to fly.
When we respect our souls and give them proper nourishment,
time and space, they will embrace the human body as it heals.
We are spiritual souls inside a framework made of flesh and blood.
And only when we teach ourselves how to relax, breathe
and accept all that encompasses us, can we truly find inner peace.