Best Retrain Poems
The Donald supporters were pissed
But Dorian Gray they have kissed!
Measured in fathoms
Their brains’ empty chasms
All hail the chief narcissist
Author's Note: Sunshine Smile's recent post, "Showtime," inspired me to write this. Her poem really speaks to me.
"The Picture of Dorian Gray" is a philosophical novel by Oscar Wilde, first published complete in the July 1890 issue of Lippincott's Monthly Magazine as described in Wikipedia. I urge those who are unfamiliar with the story to check out the plot.
I do understand people's anger. It's unfortunate the rest of us didn't do more to retrain and help the folks between the coasts--like the former coal miners. I really liked Bernie Sanders. Hillary was more a representation of the status quo. I think she lost the election when she called Donald supporters, "deplorables." She didn't get it.
"Make America Great Again," is doublespeak for, "Take advantage of the downtrodden and poor." We all share the same planet and its resources. There will be blowback from what we are doing in this country. No wall or immigration ban will keep us safe from ourselves and what we represent. We have not yet embraced sustainability, and I sincerely doubt the richest cabinet in history will have an intent to help miners. Mine owners are the ones they want to help. Stay tuned world. It is "showtime."
I awoke this morning, before Dawns early light; the Sunshine still slept.
I took my coffee cup, out on the porch, and for “Lenore” I Finally wept.
The pain, the agony, years of grief: rolled down my cheeks: My Soul’s Relief.
A single ray of sunshine over the majestic purple mountains peak, peeks.
Out of this single ray of light, my Heartbeat; my Soul “ LENORE “ speaks.
“ My Dearest and Only Beloved ; I’m sorry I left, upon our Everlasting Day.
I’ll sing to you My final Poem, before OUR Heavenly Father; bids Me to stay
I remember every Rhyme, YOU wrote For ME : Lets memorize each TIME.
GOD grants US togetherness : “ LENORE, Lets make this HOUR, OURS.
LENORE and I shared Memories, OUR POETRY : many of OUR HOURS
As I came back, from this Adventure, the morning Sun was smiling at ME.
Atop the Mighty Purple Mountain he had climbed ; I was not There to SEE.
With eyes now wider opened, I watch the warmth of the SUN racing at ME.
I feel the wind the warmth flies in on, Flowing through my Grey White Beard
I Smell the flowers growing; I see the mighty OAK Limbs wave; WEIRD.
I must Retrain my senses; To see, hear, feel : TO WRITE!! My FRIENDS
Relearn the Basic laws of Truth and LIFE and LOVE and FEELING.
Must Retrain my hands to write of The Beauty of Mother Earth! My FAMILY
I have to Study very Hard, my Contemporaries , to quicken the HEALING.
Then I can Write, to the ones I love; They teach me Everything THE POETS
If I could be anything, I would be an enzyme.
Grown in dandelions as they are plentiful, and free,
And unappreciated now by some.
Maybe also I could be in clover.
A healing enzyme.
My catalytic action would be simply this.
I would retrain cancer cells to swallow,
Digest and eliminate themselves.
On a regular basis, daily, almost before
They got started.
So cancer would be eliminated by one drop
Of dandelion tea. That would be all that would
Be needed, and it might also be all one could
Stomach.
If I was an enzyme.
Anger and kindness reach for richly polar opposition.
So, can I have any more perfect anger
than I have perfect kindness?
Rumi claims that anger reposes during kindness,
but sleep is not death,
while kindness anxiously awaits
during times of quick vexation,
deeply entrenched resentment and hurt
and fear of pathological repetition
of loss and pain.
Suffering wrestles between these two.
Suffering with grows kindness,
while suffering against grows angry.
Most of life plays out somewhere between
our competitive and cooperative intent
and suffering
mentoring co-redemptive intent,
regenerative practices,
comprehensive polycultural and multisystemic karmic grace
of ecojustice,
therapeutic co-arising diapraxis.
No pain, no gain;
No gain, restrain,
retrain.
We redeem as we harvest
what we plant
in fertile compost
and toxic salt of dispossessive tears
and laughter at those we've left behind and out;
those and that nature we thought we could possess,
own, enslave, use, abuse, victimize, ignore, neglect,
commodify.
Sowing life with Self,
and Other,
in and on Earth's cooperative kindness
and challenging unkindness,
or planting angry monocultural competitive weeds,
and usually some of both,
self-righteous flashy egojustice
and ecotherapeutically peaceful mindfulness
within Beloved Polycultural EarthTribe's formative
normative co-intelligence,
reasons for all four seasons.
Kindness intends to suffer with,
and not against,
to reconnect our DNA memory--
we are a regeneratively co-evolving
deep-ecorooting bicultural Tree of Life,
growing both up and out Yang,
and down and internally landscaping
Yin-Yin ecologic
as Win-Win ecojustice Cooperative Gaming Theory,
rooting our reverse-hierarchical cooperative
and information network
all the way in and through our (0)-soul double-elliptical
Universal Synergetics Prime ReGenesis Project System
of fractal-holonic Design, Community and Communication Development,
Economic Development as Eco-logical and Environ-mental
Continuous Well-Being Improvement.
Kindness suffers with eco-injustice anger;
anger suffers against ecotherapeutic justice.
You are never defeated
Only treated to the truth!
Every fall is a chance to rise again!
Every season of life
Should give you a reason to try again!
As you retrain your mind
And remove the blind spots that
Often plagued human lives
Every fall is a call to duty
Look straight ahead and destroy
The futility of any season
You are stronger than the storm
Getting up and trying again should be the norm
So let a fall inform you of
The inner strength that exists in you!
In reality, every fall is a chance to rise!
You are never defeated
Only treated to the truth!
Every fall is a chance to rise again!
Mark Frank
Copyright 2023
You are never defeated
Only treated to the truth!
Every fall is a chance to rise again!
Every season of life
Should give you a reason to try again!
As you retrain your mind
And remove the blind spots that
Often plagued human lives
Every fall is a call to duty
Look straight ahead and destroy
The futility of any season
You are stronger than the storm
Getting up and trying again should be the norm
So let a fall inform you of
The inner strength that exists in you!
In reality, every fall is a chance to rise!
You are never defeated
Only treated to the truth!
Every fall is a chance to rise again!
Mark Frank
Copyright 2022
Can't seem to Shrug away this shame
I was a fool playing life like a game
Should of known not to take life in vain
Dropped out of school now my life will never be the same.
Sellin drugs with the thugs posted in My new domain.
False visions of money power and fame
Greed overpowered I had no intent to restrain.
My minds intoxicated no use for my brain
It's been stimulated by long nights of weed, ice, pills, and cocaine.
It's a struggle keepin a 9-5 strivin to maintain.
Lifes spiraling down and consumed like a drain.
I hit rock bottom But let me explain
I'm not here to cry and complain
Truth is I just wanna proclaim
my sorrows gone only good vibes and intent will remain.
I fought the fight of my life and still overcame.
All I see is happiness no more windowpane
Good vibes and honest intent are all that remain
No more struggles im done with the pain
My head starts to clear & I start feeling sane
Feelin the normal functions retrain in my brain
I've made my mistakes I'm the one to blame,
But nothing can Contain or Restrain My pride of the man I became
Some are like gold in your life
Some are gold-plated
Know the difference
Because this will show you the reality of life
You can be lied on
Talked about, plotted against
And still, win
Often people try to spin you in
A direction that is not linked to your purpose
Break free and see the glory of your story
Every season of life
Should give you a reason to try again!
As you retrain your mind
And remove the blind spots that
Often plague human lives
You will realize that you are stronger than the storm
Getting up and trying again should be the norm so
Know who is gold and who is gold-plated in your life
This will make a difference
Because this will show you the reality of life
Yet in the end, you can be lied on
Talked about, plotted against
And still, win
Mark Frank
Copyright 2023
To Morn's Soft, Awakening Lights
Retrain thy heart, focus thy mind
above all, in this be so kind;
to morn's soft, awakening lights
vanishing vestiges of past nights
dreams glimmering soft as they go
hopes shot as arrows from a bow.
Refrain from greed and its cold grip
oft all it takes is that first sip;
poisons promising gems and gold
far more years before one grows old
pleasures beyond one's wildest dreams
lust working with Death on Fate's schemes.
Regard world, as thy opposition
real dangers, not false apparitions;
nor idle days, given to be wasted
or wine drank too fast to be tasted
gaze with heart, soul, mind on alert
gather truth's gems despite its hurt.
Retrain thy heart , focus thy mind
above all, in this be so kind;
to morn's soft, awakening lights
vanishing vestiges of past nights
dreams glimmering soft as they go
hopes shot as arrows from a bow.
R.J. Lindley
Sept 3rd, 1979
How much can I pack into my brain before I go insane
How much knowledge can I retrain before something snaps and I never come
back
and how do I know that it hasnt already happened
and I just dont know it but just keep studing and
cramming the knowledge on in my skull
But what if im already there and I just dont know
How do you analize that
how would I know
Lofty oracle did with ceremonious rite fealty ordain
Two eagles soared on fecund mountain terrain
As twin peaks, sipped frothy dew from Venus's fountain
For a fortnight, rapturous clouds danced o'er my satin mane
But euphoric heights could not our platonic bond sustain
Anon, gilded valley below did your wandering eye retrain
Your cresting ego did my cherubic halo disdain
In wanderlust, you sifted greener pastures; drifting swain
Silting the tender lillies with a blighting stain
While from my spent pollen your nimble legs did abstain
As strapping lad, your insatiable mind rippling brooks did drain
Your **** desires drove you to climb the rockiest domain
And with intemperate senses the wildest herbs strain
My domesticated coattails could not stride your brackish train
My sallowing rose did a mildewed ring attain
Yet wilting stalk did in your fluttering shadow remain
Hoping for the cleansing tides of a penitent rain
His surgeon was trained
to mainly constrain
traumatic physical pain
What is needed
instead
To nurture
and nurse retrain
mental health
and safety strain
Maybe spiritual wealth regained
green resilience
Tao Zen Zeroist
wu-wei tipping point fame
for resonant balance
DayLight/NightUnPower
corresponding fear of shame
about dawn/dusk trauma drama
EarthTribe's cooperatively co-invested
ecofeminist refrain
+1 = -(-0) exponentially squared
rides our polycultural
polymetric x/y co-binary strain
multicultural healthy wealth
comedic trauma
stand up and sit down to pee
strain and pain
hard and soft as rain
teacher student train.
A walk throughout the night
to wail beneath one's breath
can stir all of life's consent
Why worlds turn to weep!
Why worlds burn to sleep!
I walk the dream of life
release the reins of pain
and watch the self retrain
the Spirit and Soul I've gained
It sleeps to forget the walk;
a walk throughout our lives
And other eyes by ancient shores
within a place among the stars
that dried against the march of time
We go. We walk. Throughout the night
we go, we talk amongst our selves
and watch the self retrain
the Spirit and Soul we've gained.
:: 02.22.2016 ::
Parents
and teachers,
economic program
and social service leaders,
government administrators
and legislators,
listen up
and downstream
We too often act
and feel
the reverse is more quickly
and convenient
through rigid control,
or at least should
or could
or would like to be enlightened true
more than disempowering false:
Empowering cooperative ownership
arrives slowly
but resonantly
and more resiliently
through enlightened cooperative management
experience
and win/win resonant tenure
And not so much the other
entitled
and self-righteous
stress
and vindictive trauma
competitive way around
treading heavy capitalism's survival
of the wealthiest
defeating thrival
of our healthiest
trusted ways abound
to cooperatively manage peace
that we would justly hope
to EarthTribe own
into safest perpetuity
A trusted indigenous wisdom franchise
to retrain
and re-educate parents
and teachers,
empower economic programs
and enlighten social service leaders,
self-governing cooperative administrators
and legislators,
listening up
and downstream
for cooperative management systems
supporting lives never autonomously owned
and always sacredly zoned
for interdependent trust
Empowering cooperative management
systems
for enlightened cooperative
organic network peace
and restorative justice
building
inviting
engaging
immersion
In win/win joyful play
all night
and day.
what will it be dear, our mind or the heart
heart’s the seat of soul and mind the ego
with which instrument do we wish to start
out of these two, one we’ll need to let go
no doubt analytical mind’s useful
it helps us to navigate this terrain
yet love in the heart makes life beautiful
to have the best of both worlds, let’s retrain
conscience the referee, head-heart agree
treading gently on earth, bubbling with mirth
dropping desire, setting consciousness free
choice of cessation signals our rebirth
as formless presence dwelling in this form ~
knowing life’s a dream, we weather each storm