Best Regeneration Poems
" When one least expects...hope illuminates"
Light Shines In Total Darkness
A moment in time where love should leave
when incompatibility muddy crystal waters
dissolves a tie that binds divine connection
widens the abyss as dream loudly shatters
Down on my knees I begged for a reprieve
gazes polarizing for to her nothing matters
in locked cages lay vestiges of desperation
intimacy now in tatters mutated to cinders
Aged moon will not commiserate then give
nebulous promises to stop onrushing tears
nor rays to light the path toward contrition
and turtle doves waving wings that glitters
Weary eyes reaching for salvation perceive
apparitions raising me up to alleviate fears
cleansing this heart throbbing in exultation
as grass springs anew...while grief withers.
Penned: 01/16/2023
2:12 a.m.
West Palm Beach
Florida
each grain of sand, every molecule
has rested on Earth since time began
raindrops now fall and dampen my hair
once part of waves rushing through mom's hands
a universal tie binds us all
without exception, we are matter
comprised of resources long existing
our consciousness? part of this batter
our self-destructive mannerisms
serve but to rearrange elements
ashes to ashes and dust to dust
will come to pass in a greater sense
every particle has its own place
in both our todays and tomorrows
for each bridge built, each new life born
from our world's past has something borrowed
Life is twittering of birds you listen
taking a stroll when sky bright and azure
Life is blooming buds of poppies glisten,
Life is all of these pure joys, and puzzling more !
Life a mesmerizing harp strung with hopes,
Life is a chessboard of failures and win,
magic in seasons, a kaleidoscope,
longing and loss - passionate love within!
gathering stunning colours from rainbow
relishing moments, Life is poetry,
charming sights and sounds, pour rain or sun glow,
rivers and oceans - Life is tapestry
blinded with sadness and death, Life is maze…
Life is a galaxy, stars never dim,
A Shangri-la brightening gloomy days,
rebirth and regeneration - Life's dream.
July 7, 2022
"All About Three Qs" Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Theme: Life
Four Quatrains, !0 syllables in each line
Syllables checked by HMS.com
Rhymes checked by Rhymezone.com
"Regeneration 7"
The stories
like leaves
flew fast from
the Tree of Life
on each leaf
seeds dispersed
like memories
detaching, attaching
to others’ stories
breathing empathy
to walking dreams
the frisson shined
to still life
new life,
arrived;
regeneration
7
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
Deserted and bleak,
Where mountains reach and rocks
Squat red and jagged,
The jumbles, the building blocks
Of a long-dead world.
Canyons plunge deep where
Fast flowing water
Eroded a channel there.
Now dead, dry, airless,
A Red Planet among the stars
Hopes for rebirth.
This is the Spirit of Mars
Waiting for help from Earth.
(Naga-uta)
Sex, Death, and Regeneration, our Transformation
We cannot change the world, and we can't change another
We can only change ourselves and illuminate our endeavor
To see good or bad, as simply, the outcome of possibility
To know that our perceptions are only, 'our' perceptions entirely
Our purpose is to learn, grow, & evolve into oneness of individuality
Towards the inner, and greater conscience...and to love in simplicity...
True love would last forever, or so, I was led to believe
As left alone, unspoken, and surely deceived
Is this humanities way, my silenced thoughts conceived
Or is this another wish, my karmic soul persist, rendering grieved
Peace, love, & unity... the father, son, & the holy
'the ghostly trinity'...
Brahma, Vishnu, & Shiva, ancient mythology
'without great war, there cannot be great peace'
The suffering and the past, evolving spiritual release
Just some thoughts, as that's flickering through
As my mind wonders, proverbial quotes as they do
Um, the symbolistic trinity in the Veda, also the Trishul of Shiva...
Tattooed on my hand, a fulfillment of my favor
Sometimes I wonder if, and other times I don't know
Life's bright, yet dark. unknowingly we grow
The sweet, if we've never tasted bitter
The good if we've never had the lesser
Then there are moments of 'just is'... A trinity of kind
Frawley's law, that's ultimately refined
'can't have your cake, and also, eat it too...'
Yet the inner fool, always wanting to...
Truth, vision, and the abundance of our soul
Learned, tormented, and negligence grow old
The fire, our feelings, and the winter, passion as cold
Forgotten as inhibited, within conformity being told.
We endeavor for fulfillment, as within, our desired world,
The ultimate lesson, our satisfaction unfold
A transient nature, as lasting values lie cold
As fulfilling yourself, and in drawing wisdom learnt
The desires gained, our soul left empty, emotions burnt
Preoccupying for self-aggrandisement, as eventually
Our ends in setbacks, and our infelicity.
S
F
B
Mindless our nature, lost is our contempory
Eagles fly
Minds soar
While Eagle flies
soaring off ahead
echoing upriver cries
to where s/he became
back before
Egged on
Eagles fly
Fertile minds soar...
10/11/12
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“We travel forward in time in order to secure our future
Staring up, blinking
In a speck of uncertainty
A time has come for a light to burn through
Our hearts and minds
And I am uplifted from the tides of yesterday’s sorrows
Huge responsibilities are merely opportunities
To heal the broken with words and guidance
Completing anyone seeking contentment
Yesterday seems so far from me
When the future lights its hope on me
The regeneration process has begun
There is so much needed to work on
God, give me the strength to make it through
That I may strive for completion
All for Your honor
*inspired by Bob Rodzaj*
If God is First Universal Cause,
then Goddess EarthYin is also Last regenerative-synergetic Effect
and Affecting BiCameral-Discerning Earth and Ego's Climate Health
[WinWin cooperative-reiterative double-bind-binary Bayesian QByte informational/exformational co-arising systemic polynomial balance trends],
like DNA 4D Yang/Yin Thymine/Cytosine thermodynamic infusing balance,
transubstantiating multiculturing RNA,
and their 4D equivalent fractal double-binding squared speed of starlight
BiLateral Temporal CoArising Source,
each fertilely optimizing equivalent octave-meme frequencies
of co-arising nondual ReGenerative Psychology
as Positive OVER Negative notnot EcoLogical
First Left Cause (0) Not-Not optimally lasting Pubic Health and Safety,
Earth Righteous Effectiveness
For optimizing both polynomial nouns and polypathic relational verbs
nurturing Original Intent,
back in time to Black Hole
(0) BiLateral Core Sacred Unitive-nominative Source Convex
over
BiCameral ConCave Unitarian-dipolar notnot co-arising denominatively accessible exformation, reverse-corollary trends of
Elder RightBrain neural-sensory regenerations
are also positive-aptic health-as-wealth
are also median Tipping Point appositional (0)-ego/ecopolitical
Tao-Zen-Pythagorean? nonduality,
bicameral cooperative-evolutionary default function.
Falling rain God's nourishment for washing and renewing earth.
12/07/16
fecund pod spores sow
fertile heart seeks forgiveness
regeneration
REGENERATION GAME
Poverty stigmatises
Poverty overwhelms
Poverty condemns
To rid an area of its poor
Is the new regeneration game
That governments catering to middle class greed employ
Thus keeping the third estate in check
Sterility of environment
White washing of areas
Coupled with compulsory cauterization of attachment
Are the sticks that beat down the resolve
Of the new underserving poor
Those that made an area
Vibrant
Rhythmic with charm
And a melting pot of cohesion
Are no longer welcomed
Now the developer sees an opportunity
The middle class scramble
For central havens
Above the best schools
Sends planners into an orgy
Of false accusation against the poor
And wilful disregard for the
Life blood of the communities
They so lovingly plunder
The hardship of having too much
Is the story of those in power
An Understanding of poverty
Is not a vote puller
Thus all are rated on their property value
And their post code
To beat the low paid and waged
And the non-double barrelled named
Is a game the chattering classes engage in
Stigmatising the hardworking
Demonising them for living
Democracy functions today
By dividing society into the powerful and the followers
Those that cannot influence
Or have friends with connections
Are never to be allowed within the city walls
Lepers they must always be
To occupy a space where one
Is no longer welcomed
Is the daily grief of the estate inhabitants
Those that have stayed when the going was rough
Are now discouraged from
Claiming ancestry of an area
They will be rooted out come what may
By a council with middle class ambitions
Social depravity does not fit
With most government’s upward mobility
The Victorian idea of the needful poor
Rears its ugly head even in our modern times
Those that have not are always
Meant to be have nots
Politically motivated poor bashing
Is how a party gets into power and stays in power
The economy and society are pawns only
To attract
Buy
And keep voters
Fooled by the scraps from a heavy laden debt table
Selfishness is an ingredient in all
Past social implosions
Today’s regeneration plans
May ignite and incite smouldering ambition
When those that want a fair share
May overcome
The goliath that is selfishness
The trees absorb autumn’s color explosion,
paint the leaves with crimson and gold patina,
know the ballet of hues doesn’t last,
gets lost in the haze of winter air.
The gilded leaves leave the bare boughs
of the stripped deciduous trees,
dancing to the swan song of winter,
know revival is disguised in decay.
Spring returns with stimulation of resurgence,
new lustrous leaves sprout in tawny trees,
gloomy garden flourishes with flaming flowers.
The blizzard of discontent blows,
my wrecked heart turns into a defoliated tree.
The sunburst days fade out fast,
the twilight sky falls with depressing dusk.
I don’t forget that the sun sinks
to rise again with resurrected radiance.
I wait for the heavenly hues
to suffuse me with sanguinity,
inspiring the Phoenix concealed within
to rise from the dust of distress
in the divine dawn of regeneration.
The spring anthem doth now sound
Helpless eggs lie all around
Encased larva still tightly bound
Brooding mothers redound
Ingenious caretakers cover nest and mound
Ravenous predators scour tree and ground
Doting Queens have nests tightly wound
Succoring honey begins to compound
Aging pupa entombed all around
Nubile creatures more nutrition impound
Docile minions escape their waxy mound
Tracking nectar wherever flowers abound
Hovering matrons incubate above ground
Enervating heat the eggs must surround
Brimming yoke with new features expound
Emerging embryo can now be found
Emboldened chick with beak doth pound
Suddenly from cracked shell does new life resound.
Where Earth's international diplomats
might hope for multiculturally appropriate
justice
Radical theologians aspire
to restore sacred EarthGreen Peace
And EarthBeauty mystics,
whose reclusive nature is not not spiritual
indigenously serene
and spacious mystics
nondualistic
nonviolent
non-zero-sum ecological economists
Actively hope
the rest of us unenlightened
and disempowered victims
of degenerative stressful traumas
find some cooperatively co-invested
serenity
In our sacred EarthTribal
co-empathic
co-arising justice
co-passioning peace restoring
peak experience
long-term multi-regenerational memories
of preferably bilateral
synergetic
co-neurosystemic
passionately peaking
co-identity
Right here at home
in family
and local ecopolitical community
Where Earth's multicultural diplomats
might hope for democratic healthy wealth
restoring integrally cooperative justice.