Best Synchronic Poems
Rising on island,
Mountain, with peaks of possibility,
Valley lush and green.
When my knees collapse, lightning and thunder -
Call it butterflies.
The palms warmed and cooled us, warned us, fooled us.
Explosive, our love -
Once conjoined, often drifting in the sea,
Eyes leaping with fire.
Hot Lava, Lover,
Have we been here before? You’re smoking hot!
Hearts of stone, lifting upwards, tears running,
Drifting on riffraff.
Outbreak of chortling might redirect winds.
La la…ooh…la la.
Sips of berries and pineapple; we share
Icy tropical
Attempts to cool things down; steam underfoot.
Ebb and flow of raft,
Seeking to poke embers - attentive ears.
Hot Lava, Lover,
Have we been here before? You’re smoking hot!
Collapse of civilization, in grass
Skirt, paradise shirt,
Atomic timing sans wearing a watch.
Heads buried in sand -
Lips meeting in molten-red, not passive,
Dirty and tender.
Swimming in sweep of lava lake, suntan-
Baked, gliding upwards,
Climactic eruption, falling with love.
Hot Lava, Lover,
Have we been here before? You’re smoking hot!
We ride the flume of volcanic weather,
Can’t raise the tall man,
Seek the insane chance of sane survival -
Valiancy in strife.
Man and wife seeking each other’s island -
Pieces fit just right.
Synchronic habitation, breathing room.
Volcano’s, how old?
In the end it shuts its mouth… a whisper
Hot Lava, Lover,
Have we been here before? You’re smoking hot!
A tender discourse of artistic thoughts
Ambles my mind searching for prologue
Aiming to become a poetic dialogue,
Striving for words that elicit a response.
And you enter with an aiding portrayal
Letting my words live and breathe,
To evolve into lines of synchronic rhythm
And emanate sounds of lyrical music.
And you tell me words must be set free
To hear as I hear, and feel as I do:
Joy of romance or sorrow of heartbreak,
Elation of birth, or anguish of death.
Words set free weave a cohesive likeness
Choosing a dawn or night of darkness,
Painting a world full of cheer or fear
Upon shiny meadows or wispy pastures.
Shedding limitations of form and syllables,
Guided only by poetic aspirations
You awaken me with a wondrous theme,
You think so big, poem of my dream!
October 27, 2017
Placed first in standard contest #138 by Brian Strand
I Stand Here- 'The Infinite Now'
I stand here silent within that vastness of mind
Awareness thru consciousness fleshly combined
Experiencing of emptiness with stillness aligned
Time and space with illusions eternally designed
Realities in constructing the Matrix surrounding
Third-density mirroring constructs compounding
Thoughts roaming thru naked echoes sounding
Words upon silence forever soporifically bounding
Past present future coexisting in realms synchronic
Vortexes of love thru hearts with speeds subsonic
Infinite now expanding thru virtual voids embryonic
Standing still digitally amidst secretions euphonic.
This poem is also a [B.R.]...backward reversible
Mind of vastness that within silent here stand I
Combined fleshly consciousness thru awareness
Aligned stillness with emptiness of experiencing
Designed eternally illusions with space and time
Surrounding Matrix the constructing in realities
Compounding constructs mirroring third-density
Sounding echoes naked thru roaming thoughts
Bounding soporifically forever silence upon words
Synchronic realms in coexisting future present past
Subsonic speeds with hearts thru love of vortexes
Embryonic voids virtual thru expanding now infinite
Euphonic secretions amidst digitally still standing.
Oct.13.2018
I Stand Here Poetry
Sponsored by: craig cornish
N/A for contest
This transmission is always meshed
Rotating gears of helical threshed
A dog clutch and synchronic ring
Engaging gears this fork in swing
Fourth, Third, second and first
Gears are changed at a burst
Just remember the letter H
When you move that stick
These gears don't grate
Shafts keep turning counter and main
Both can incorporate gears to twain
Idle and helical turning together
Select reverse, it’s truly clever
First, second, third and fourth
The dog clutch slides back and forth
Just select the one you need
Synchronized to match that gear's speed
So don’t forget this grand design
These gearboxes' built with smooth in mind
The next time you hear that crunchy sound
Just bear in mind your synch’s been ground
It’s only you not de-pressing that clutch
Firmly down, not double dee Dutch
So make this process smooth as can be
Then your transition will be sweet harmony
© Copyright K.C.Leake
17th October 2014
All Rights Reserved
I close my eyes,
and yet I see a flag draped casket,
And as if there, I hear the synchronic
report of rifles,
and the echo of taps that rides the
morning zephyrs.
Perhaps no image portrays the cost of
my freedom,
such as these mental souvenirs gathered
from each war.
They have allowed me, in thought,
to separate fallen heroes from body bags,
while forcing me to review
Another debt,
which also, I can never repay.
Why does flight feel more lightly entertaining,
yet less engaging,
than fighting?
Laissez-faire thoughts lighter
than ponderous confronting ruminations,
Why?
I would not expect a babbling infant
to understand why
WinWin cooperation deeply entertains
for learning health-enhancing cultures,
ego/eco-therapeutic religious experience,
bicamerally democratic government,
multicultural compassion-nurturing
Golden Rule co-governance.
This omnipresent co-relational laundry list of engagements
I would explicitly
cooperatively
compassionately
spiritually
and naturally hope for
from mature entertaining adults
immersed in nonjudgmental egoNows
and nonperforming ecosystemic Heres
curiously ego-echo familiar
as WinWin stunning synergies
of primal ZeroZone co-presence
breathing in engaged acceptance
to breathe out health-optimizing
non-egocentric interdependently co-acclimating performance.
Why does LeftBrain
hope to escape
from yang-competitive Win/Lose risks,
feel safer,
more defensive,
more protective
of egocentric BusinessAsUsual performance,
while chauvinistically leaving RightBrain
in Lose/Lose hopeless despair
or Win/Lose lack of integrally fulfilling performance,
or unnoticed and shunned
alone with WinWin impressions
of healthy economic entertaining opportunities
alternatively missed,
And Left/Right ecological
and theological
and governmental
and religious
and multiculturally compassionate wealth
of thoroughly engaging non-violent health-opportunities.
But, really, LeftBrain competitive ego-performances
are not so much RightBrain embodied integral brainstem
deep learning
cooperative WinWin health-care synchronic,
resiliently satisfying
like harmonic singing
and synchronized dancing
and writing ego's Win/Lose comedic/tragic
peak and valley experiences,
enculturing nutrition-stories
of healthy and unhealthy input breaths
causing wealthier entertaining output humors,
Muses,
Performance notes to self:
Now is time for ZeroZone
to breathe in regeneratively again.
To beat bicamerally
therapeutically
compassionate co-engagements again,
To become WinWin ecstatically co-entertaining,
once again
fully cooperative awareness
perceptively enraptured,
witnessing Earth's natural/spiritual entertainments.
Imagine your God's Eye view of Earth
blue-green revolving
around sunlight
under vaporous clouds;
dark shadowed nights
of windblown dynamite white silence
gusting and waning
Disturbed by city lights
and siren screams of inhumane terror.
From here
looking down my nose
breathing in and out, such perfect opportunity
my divine response
admires change, dynamic living systems
of sentient life, effluent causing
and effecting affluently holistic climax,
affectively self-perpetuating
self-rewarding Beauty
through wealthy resonance
of communal energies.
Living color, loving cultures
win/win prophetic meaning, moaning
ethological whispers of longing, health
biologically purposed wealth, intrinsic
within and upon sustaining Earth ecology,
Reasons for humane left deduced theology
and divine right global geology
secular/sacred, natural-spiritual world history
of JusticeTruth and BeautyRight relationships, equivocal Peace
deductive/inductive reflecting and unfolding
precessive/recessive feelings, effluently affluent health
emerging recreative beauty
Bicameral co-presence, bilateral ego/eco
health/wealth consciousness
out and in
nurtured and enspirited
through MindSight symphonic voices
of synchronic green-blue Earth
stereophonically revolving below
heavenly above,
Before I re-emerge
as same old mortal Ego ZeroZone,
fully sensate becoming
ZeroSoul re-identified,
This Here/Now one ZeroSum energy democracy
EarthTribe resident
of living permeable double-boundaries
ergodic
dynamic
synergetically Both/And
integral polyculturing feelings, communions
blue-green unsilenced
full rainbow felt resiliently organic
ego/eco dynamic effluence, co-gravitating
full of affluent spectral grace,
becoming left/right immanent sensory pace
uncovering Health as Beauty
slow-growing ecopolitical integrity awareness
Where creative beauty-wealth Rights
are always win/win healthy Lefts.
Cold numb sensation running through the veins,
Piercing tender touch of nomadic winds
Felling-less pulsating rhythm,
Cunning pain creeping in my soul
You think there are hands to catch you
When you fall into the pinnacle of abyss,
No-one, no-more, exalting tantrums - please
Gaiety of foolishness, caught in the sea of dust.
Slow synchronic passage of time,
Gather me in your arms, take me away
Far away from the reach of science.
Hold me, tenderly and I shut my eyes
To see the world devoid of stinging hurt.
Did I disappoint you daddy?
Was I not good enough the way I’m?
Why do you have to leave so soon?
So here I stand the shallow embodiment,
Shattered mirror, wet with tears,
Do you hate so much me daddy?
Time, take me away, far far away,
To a land where I slumber in peace,
To a land that is free of disease,
To a land where tears taste sweet.
Part of mine never knew the same
when the moon was calling your name
Providence and karmic doors
attractions intention force
Conducted theme of heart
to unite the whole from part
Sight of lovers
reflected silhouettes in colors
Synchronic imagination
invisible sphere inhabitation
Footprints along soft shore
shared ocean sanctuary core
Stardust and fireflies
souls tanning in loving rays
Some mornings I slow down.
If you had seen me this morning,
you might reasonably conclude
I could not possibly further reduce my productive pace,
a social disgrace,
slogging through my domestic place.
Days, or at least my light within each day,
grow shorter,
while everything remains to be done
to care for future generations
of children
and puppies
and cubs
and kittens
and kids
and calves.
Yet dawn silently screeches toward timelessness
as I realize
I was produced
in a moment of ecstasy,
but also nine-months prepared to thrive
on Earth,
while my unique,
yet resonantly symbiotic, DNA
is born of prehistoric generations,
back when time and light's productive moments
were measured in full and empty,
ecstatic and aptic,
rising toward another regenerative morning,
and setting toward yet another sacred decomposing night.
It is this slow memory of near timelessness
that revolves through my bones and flesh
and is cooperatively shared
not just with my own Win-matriarchal
and Win-patriarchal lines,
but also our globally shared regeneration
through timeless ecstatic moments
of symbiotic great transitions,
commencing nine months for each preparation
to greet our brothers and sisters,
cousins and families
extending back through competing histories
and cooperative matriarchal nutrition and health mentoring,
fire and wind and water and safety education,
revolving through slow-growth wisdom
of timeless sunrise,
oceans of DNA and Elder RNA,
regenerative,
synchronic
places and times,
landscapes
and heathy creolizing climates.
I have bloomed and wilted
where I have been planted,
and where I have chosen to plant myself,
and our future
greeting past revolving sacred memories,
here with now.
Mathematical nirvana is the key
To every abyss in all its majesty
The logic in its synchronic beauty
It is the key to doors of destiny
The ultimate consciousness has only one reference point
With minimum of being conscious and ultimate it is conjoint
Because base opens doors to abyss it needs no other reference point
And this ability the very soul can anoint
Abyss breaks the bounds of continuity
Yet it itself is form of continuity
In that lies its majesty
Its spellbinding beauty
That is why ultimate consciousness baffles very imagination
Even if it is a form of realization
But what is beyond realization
For sublime and limitless echo of time is foundation
Nurture notices nature.
Healthy humane nurture
notices Earth's natural integrity,
sensual
sexual
sensory
sensed
sourced.
Healthy neurological nurture
notices nature's wealth
of resonant sensory intent,
timeless pregnancy
possibility
probability
potentiality
positives.
Healthy humane nurture
notices nature's wealthy resilience
with right-hemisphere resonance.
Healthy left-hemisphere nurture
notices nature's wealthy
resilient
right-hemisphere resonant intent
intention
recreative tension
events,
critical lose/lose
chronic win/lose
synchronic win/win.
Gaian nurture
notices pregnant nature,
patriarchal
matriarchal
Win/Win
communal experience
of healthy ego-nurture
as wealthy eco-nature.