Best Ubiquitously Poems
Spring tantalizingly unfolds vernal, winsome
Blossoms of lilies pristine, undulating to appease
Fawning nectar-dreams adrift on wings of bees
Frolicking tranquility of rustling flowering trees
Refulgent summer, too, unpacks variegated
Revelry on rivers, oceans, flamboyant meadows
As ubiquitously nature paints blooms primrose
On hills and valleys oscillating jubilant shadows
Autumn’s brilliance courts dazzling ebullience
Of mellowed sun scintillating eventide’s ruby glow
Where gamboge leaves of fall amber winds blow
As passions of romance vie moonlit stellar show
Snowfalls titillate, unveiling vehement winter
In eyes of lovers ruminating in blessings of yore
When enticing beats of hearts indulgently implore
Aesthetic glacial memories venerated evermore
July 31, 2021
Placed 1st: Alpha lines poetry contest
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Placed 1st: A Brian Strand Rhyme Contest
Categories:
ubiquitously, nature, seasons,
Form:
Rhyme
Merry trumpet, sassy saxophone
Stand poised in the quaint jazz room,
waiting on their music men
to begin their heartfelt tunes.
Bold drums awaiting patiently
For slim sturdy wooden sticks,
to beat rhythm on their tummies
and give all fun loving kicks.
Great tuba's vigorous chiming voice
so deep and oh so grand!
Brings heart and soul and humor
To the jolly good brass band.
Round banjo with its steely strings
gets plucked and strummed with joy
As it sounds those fun and lively tunes
that we hum and so enjoy.
Majestic piano's harmonic keys,
Tap melodious magnificient airs
Reverberating ubiquitously,
By the maestro graced with flair.
In delightful unison they permeate our souls,
These musical masters and their wares.
Give glory to our "Ultimate Composer",
Whose creations are so debonair.
May 13, 2016
(Revised December 2016)
Categories:
ubiquitously, celebration, kids,
Form:
Rhyme
My long-winding EcoTherapist began:
Dialectic Behavioral Therapy sees Stimulus/Response
both forward and backward in time,
to look for thoughts and feeling tipping points
toward more harmonic confluence,
resonant and requisite proportional behaviors
and imaginings
of what may be justly and non-violently discerned
for future reference.
Meanwhile,
Compassion Therapy looks within these same S/R behavioral events,
reconnecting "SuperEgo" role as eco-logical teacher,
to evolve and mentor our mutual invite cause,
to respond with equivalently effective compassion,
react with mindfulness of each Ego's holonic
cooperative
and ubiquitously coincidental Prime Relationship
with EcoTao-centered Reason, Intent, Wisdom,
word choice,
feeling,
optimally receiving LeftBrain's Natural Logic deductive principles
of Right-At-Home compassionate ecotherapeutic empathic/inductive
co-arising/co-gravitational orthopraxis.
Between collective manically competitive hysteria
and suicidal absorption toward depressive self-intent
Lies Tao's Wisdom Midway,
bicamerally balancing between
schizophrenic bipolar reiterative-compulsive self-absorption
with "Other"
into the godhead of Universal Intelligence,
and paranoid messages from Evil
that "Ego" is at grave risk
of both short- and long-term economic
and bi-0-logical bionic extinction,
in one paranoid mythic form or another.
Between these way-too-polypathic extremes
lies polyculturing compassion
for human natural systems
both within--YangEgo,
and without--YinEco.
Fair trade cost for ecotherapeutic outcomes
is the ecojustice we redemptively invest
give-forward, fore-give
within ourselves,
each Other,
and Solar Systemic Earth's regenerate destiny,
as teacher,
mutual listener,
and Beloved EcoPresence,
iconized in sacred DNA/RNA regenerative-Tao
4D revolving RealTime rich resonant
full-octave as double-gravitational wu-wei
MidWay balanced Tipping Point
bio-geo-ecosystemetric regenerative therapy
v. degenerative pathology
health and safety permacultural language,
or at least syntaxed ecological restraints
on the dipolar dynamic function of bicameral appositional
Win-LeftEgo = NotNot Lose-RightEco.
Categories:
ubiquitously, destiny, earth, nature, psychological,
Form:
Parallelismus Membrorum
I am house shopping
with the required Buyer's Agent,
also a fairly tolerant friend of mine.
She likes to drive
although not gifted with any sense of direction,
until we hurriedly arrive,
then she beelines into the ubiquitously requisite lock box
as if by smell.
Meanwhile
I visit current occupants,
the trees first and foremost,
then bushes
flowers,
occasionally, to my grateful surprise,
an entire garden,
or even just one vegetable,
a tomato plant,
a humble gang of shaded herbs.
I ask them how it is here
in their home.
I like to taste their soil
for signs of pregnancy
but who knows what contaminants
might fester here.
And my real estate agent,
although a friend,
finds it unseemly
for me to put my mouth around
what I probably won't buy.
She, too soon,
coaxes me away from my greet and meets
with shade-givers
and grasses,
the edible and ornamental neighbors
of the "big house,"
to explore the darkness of plumbing
and electrical systems,
attics and basements,
kitchens and bathrooms...
Her list of boring things to look at
and too often smell
in a bad way
feels endless
in comparison to too brief introductions
outside,
speaking with,
listening for,
hoping and faithing and loving with
any signs of life
among these large majority of property historians,
co-investors,
cooperative care-givers and receivers.
Eventually,
it becomes our time to aimlessly wander around
in search of yet another lock box
on our life For Sale list.
I say goodbye to the trees
and shrubs,
my occasional edible
and more popular ornamental hosts,
far too soon
to ever learn
if they would choose me
or not
to become with them.
I feel like I do
on election nights
when winners and losers are announced
by statistical projection
before votes are actually counted
from all us co-investors;
and long before registered voters
have listened to trees
still standing in our yards,
on our farms,
in our fertile forests,
to learn their quieter discernment
of which candidates produce more healthy cooperative outcomes
and which more toxic competitions
within these diversities
of Earth's wealthy nature.
Categories:
ubiquitously, culture, earth, health, home,
Form:
Political Verse
Once,
About ten minutes ago in the year
2006 or
2549, depending upon which avatar or
Messiah is consulted, I
Tumbled out of my bed to the
Untranslatable
Predawn
Cackle of
Frantic voices
Descending.
So, with urgency
Rarely experienced since the
Evacuation of my spirit
From the Land of
Possession Addiction, I was called to summon previously
Unknown prowess
Chancing traffic choked streets
Of Nakhorn (used to mean “New City” 700 years ago but not sure now)
Chiang Mai.
So there I was
Aboard my mostly pint-sized for a European descendent Kawasaki 112,
Red-blooded American head
Protruding
turret-like out of an
Undersized helmet that,
If nothing else,
Officially pronounced me foreign
Blazing a jutted path around
Decrepit trishaws,
Ubiquitously red baht busses and,
Not the least, a motorcycle with a sidecar bandaged to its
Aching side just in time to witness a
Spit-shined just out of the wrapper BMW
Brusque aside a
Sardine packed dump truck
Loaded,
Not with dirt, but five dollar a day
Laborers.
All this and more
Just moments before
Mounting the silted Ping and
Stampeding city gates, I glimpsed
Censored Snippets of TV reports blurting something unintelligible like
“Bangkok coup”,
“Corruption”,
“A King”
And
Somewhere,
Quite uncensored, of a not so pleased
Laozi,
Lotus splayed in
Meditation
Kneading the Eastern soil one
Daoist grain at a time,
Before ancient city walls
Rose up,
Monolithic in my path.
And then the recall that
Centuries before,
Burmese raiders
Resplendent in warrior garb
Plundered the palace and soul
Of the kingdom Thai before stealthily
Creeping back to their lairs,
Buddha-fat with riches.
That leaves the Siamese of 1935
And me, to wonder
Where is freedom
When we travel so far
Pell mell and
Peril, only to discover
In a fleeting brief moment the road to
Iniquity marked, rather
Erroneously, with the signpost to
Promises?
Categories:
ubiquitously, political,
Form:
Free verse
As you dance among the leaves absorbing Autumns chilly breeze
Evocative colors brain ingests assist minds eye a peaceful rest.
It may bring you to your knees, this painted landscape of the trees
Every eye, instantly pleased, boredom authentically appeased
Upon thoughts of raking leaves, deceased.
Inhaled moments to be seized as, canvas doesn't capture rapture
Sound amplifies escorting passing hisses
Painting simply is remiss as each leaf blows its own individual bliss
Sensations semi~ breathless, Whirlwind whips to face doth kiss
Spicy cider, crisp cool air, Enticing smells are everywhere
Ion forces that charge hair, Senses transformed to keenly aware
Like cleansing rain comes to care, Autumn has a harvest to share
Pumpkin tastes digested and relished, Gardens abundance is embellished
Palate welcomes earths new harvest,
Soups asparagus and leek guides taste buds to seek
Cinnamon nutmeg sprinkle invites tongue top to twinkle
Hints of future bursting creeks, all signs of how nature speaks
Swelling beauty gently peaks,
Swirling twirling everywhere, dance in Autumns love affair
Let it call you to your knees as you pray within the trees
Spying worker honey bees readying for winters freeze
Brisk intoxicating air expanding lung, Supports the life you are among
Dance as Autumns song is sung, Tantalizing color ubiquitously hung
~The Joyful Season of Thanksgiving has finally begun~
word count 220
Categories:
ubiquitously, autumn,
Form:
Lyric
If true, as anthropologists report,
hide-and-seek entertains children of all languages
and cultural sport
throughout all humanity's extended family history
Might hiding-seeking
ubiquitously regenerate among children
as among haunted-hunting adults?
Gathering food to hide from hunger,
daily plowing for payroll plunder,
postulating procreation,
BusinessAsUsual playfull as workless,
taking turns hiding from gifted godlessness,
trusting divine spirits to continue seeking
my blend-in brand
of common-scented humanity.
While too tribally divine
to attract anthro-privileged notice,
my roommate cat, Simon,
also excels at both hiding and seeking,
terrorizing my unsuspecting shoe laces
as I naively strive to pass him by,
leave him behind,
as if I were in charge of times to hide
and reasons to seek.
Is not all science and life,
adult and childhood,
human natured and Other co-spirited?
Some hybrid hide-body/seek-mind
as marvelous neurosystemic stimuli
for curious re-searching
re-connecting
re-ligioning response
Wondrous where and how
our cat-godesses of destiny
will musingly pounce
Not sure we prefer too soon
over being last to win
such co-redeeming grace,
rejoining conscientific players
of cathartic evermore adventure
Seeing sight
beyond faith-filled hunting
seeking hauntingly contagious
hidden entrance
finding hopeful exit doors.
Categories:
ubiquitously, destiny, health, humor, nature,
Form:
Parallelismus Membrorum
When life enjoys our full inhale,
breathing in-formation,
Then dying purges through breathing out,
exhaling excarnation,
recessively oriented toward last breath,
precessively convexing (B. Fuller) back in Dia-Memory toward next breath
as first breath of each eternal moment;
reverse regeneration advent.
These two, living fully and dying co-redemptively for future regeneration,
always balance within each Eternal Prime CoArising Moment,
at least potentially, with implications, enthymematic,
as Yang+Yin Incarnating-Form = Polynomial+Not-Not-Binomial In/Out-Formation.
Summing and adding,
proportioning and Golden Ruling,
Natural Lawing and Ordering all these universal Tao variables,
Zero-Balancing Life-Fractal Prime Relationship
and Economically Deep Ecological TransIssual TransActions,
regenerate full ++/(-)(-) naturally dialectic fractals
of harmonic trust restoring justice,
Prime Principle of Universal Life/Death systemic apposition
through (-)(-) double-binding,
double-negative bicamerally balancing hemispheres
noticing RNA's Dark Logos Soul;
PreGenesis of Tao.
This Form of Great Chi-Atman Explication (Bohm),
Incarnation
Primally follows from our regenerative speciating path of evolution;
Tao.
SpaceTime languaged as Tao,
Great Harmonic Way,
evolves elusively, evasively,
ubiquitously, coincidentally,
Yet latent (Implicate--D Bohm) within are objects
subjects of dense ergodic Energy, ionically balancing bionic,
co-intelligent in-formating,
Dark and dim,
blinding Primal Vortex,
implied, implicating, Synergy-Love Order,
Latent with life-force,
regenerational (0)-sum systemic.
Life-force being very true,
positive as double-negative,
rational numeric,
just systemic,
Laytext evidence,
content-ing Golden Rule riches within
this (0)-soul Theorem's (G. Perelman)
human natured deductive dipolar Proof.
From the days of old till now
Taos' Logos for manifest Forms,
Beloved Green Commons enculturing,
has never ceased formating,
permaculturing,
By which we may view this Progeneration of Universal Intelligence (Fuller).
How do I know the shape of DNA,
double-bound smooth-structured elliptical Co-Memory?
Through Polyculturing Natural Systemic
Ecological
and Economic Optimization Function!
Categories:
ubiquitously, culture, education, math, philosophy,
Form:
Free verse
See the Victorian style homes of an earlier day.
There are plenty of them around Cape May.
The sea birds seem to laugh as they fly.
Ubiquitously, they fill the summer sky.
Frolic in the sand and the surf by the sea.
This is the southernmost tip of New Jersey.
Walk along the boardwalks and taste the salt water taffy.
This vacation spot is a place for the whole family.
Categories:
ubiquitously, travel, vacation,
Form:
Rhyme
Ode to Holden Caulfield
I'm not even going to mention that term you scattered so ubiquitously throughout your memoir
It's pretentious to bring it up, like I'm trying to prove something
I mean, why would anyone who claims to be a so-called devotee fall into the trap of perpetuating the hypocrisy you so profusely railed against
Your fierce, but misplaced and naive attempts at integrity fall short everywhere … but in that field … and on the edge of that cliff
f
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That is where you find yourself and your genuine purpose
You save the innocent from corruption
That is a noble cause
That is where,
despite your upbringing and your awkward attempts at acculturation,
you find an escape
That is where,
despite your prodigious flaws and your insolence to all that is holy,
you find redemption
OK. I'll say it – Everyone is a phony. But the real phonies are the ones who don't even know it
Like Stradlater in the back of Ed Banky's car
Categories:
ubiquitously, loneliness, meaningful, symbolism,
Form:
Ode
*Image of Pendulum by Pixabay.
Of Fatalism
'Tis past the eleventh hour,
As time ...,
Here in the bunker,
I walked away from the Atomic Clock whose pendulum terminated its sway,
Walked I, away from expressionless gazes of our hereafter,
Longings tethered to massive cement deterrents laden with steel rods that point every which way,
It encompasses us, hanging as fitting sheaths insulating our newly acquisitions -- swords of Damocles,
Each of us has someone whom we treasured still up there,
That would justify the emptiness I see,
They're benumbed by internal seething pain,
Tormented by their incapacities to help,
Haunted by incessant wailings,
And then, of course, the little ones,
Oh, my sweet Jesus!
What have I done, what have I done,
There were protection elements everywhere,
They were set up at every point,
Outside, beyond the perimeter,
Ubiquitously, near primary targets,
However, also, everywhere,
... was uncompromising resistance,
After the inevitable played out,
They, too, joined the vacant masses,
I guess that is how good old warriors just fade away,
A newly carped floor in the War Room where lies my rejected arguments,
it is under the dismissive course of action,
and that's shoved neath disappointing occurrences involving hypothetical possibilities,
How do I overcome these unforgivable mistakes and missed opportunities?
[He sees two-armed guards at their post]
He mumbles, "Coward!
Well, Mr. Speech Writer, since your first debate"
There is the disoriented,
the miss-connect,
the heartbroken
the lonely
and me,
I'm the one left holding a piece of thread,
Gentlemen,
Let them in,
for it is time for us to begin,
... Year One.
2022 August 08
Categories:
ubiquitously, hope,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
I have been finishing up Sacred Economics during this time of fall harvest and thanksgiving. I have enjoyed this read especially as I add in vocabulary and analogy from my background in Permaculture Design and Community Development.
Eisenstein's economics of a more beautiful world
follows the ecologic of health,
like a richly embryonic egg-yolk
pulls its developmental compost
from environmentally vulnerable,
ubiquitously transparent,
gooey natural norms.
So, this gives me cause for regenerative thanksgiving,
in this Earth-optimizing time
of Co-Falling and Co-Arising Harvest.
One illustration, my additions in brackets:
"The money [health] system we have today
is the manifestation of the scarcity mentality
that has dominated our civilization
[and threatened our wilderness Commons]
for centuries.
When that mentality changes,
the money [health] system will change
to embody a new [eco]consciousness.
In our current [competitively unhealthy] money system,
it is mathematically
[and logically]
impossible for more than a minority of people
[and species]
to live in abundance,
because the money [health and beauty] creation process
maintains
[yet also struggles with]
systemic [economic and political power] scarcity.
One man's prosperity
is another man's poverty."
0-sum, win/lose
health v pathology
me v you
mind v body
yang v yin
man v woman
1 v 0
full v empty
transcendent v immanent
commodity v humanity
competitive
all v nothing value system
Ignoring Earth's ecologic
of cooperative empowering health care,
like a richly embryonic egg-yolk Commons
pulling in developmental compost
from environmentally vulnerable,
ubiquitously transparent,
gooey win/win enlightened
bicamerally intelligent norms
Individual ego-static Left
languaged passions
AND
individuating eco-ecstatic Right
languished co-pleasures
like thanksgiving
and joy
and boundless compassion
for others
as for ourselves
loving others
as health-wealthily co-invested
as win/win possible
in this TaoCommons Time
in this sacred
vulnerable
and transparent
EarthEnvironment
Doing our win/win best
to sing and speak
wealth's passionate wisdom
while dancing and acting
health's co-pleasuring rhythm.
Categories:
ubiquitously, beauty, culture, happiness, health,
Form:
Parallelismus Membrorum
Time for New Campaign Year ReSolutions,
perhaps informed with some new political economy
discernment questions.
Why is a free market
most accessible to those with the largest investments
in marketing?
Could this be the same question:
Why are our free political elections
most accessible to those who invest most heavily
in self-partisanship?
Why does suppression or oppression or repression,
some kind of taxing expression,
of the free cooperative-barter labor market
feel related to the rapidly increasing disecological cost
to Earth's formerly free commodities,
elements,
communionation,
co-arising intelligence,
ecosystemic integrity,
and possibly some cooperative research
hunting and gathering nutrients,
while avoiding toxicity?
Why does it cost so much
to competitively market the economic policies and political procedures
intended to evolve healthy cooperative free markets?
Why does freedom from fearful need for
--debt forgiveness
--redemption
--absolution
--ever more effectively voiced competition
to avoid untimely divestment
feel so much like freedom to give
mutually cooperative compassion
--for being merely human,
--for not being humane enough for our own SuperMonoTheistic
Awareness,
--for not being unnaturally spiritual enough
for our EgoCenters to entirely forget
our ubiquitously shared neurosystemic
empowering political
and enlightened economic
RNA regenerative roots?
Why do I feel
and not think
free of participating in competing
racist
sexist
homophobic
eco-political networks,
structures,
systemic trauma
When I buy groceries and clothes,
every time I support an
--overly anthro-indulgent,
--over-commodified
--overly toxic
--overly carbon-footprinted
--overly LeftBrain dominant
corporation
Including political party corporations
competing for market shares in votes,
and how do I feel free to support overly incorporated candidates
for overly-commodified public offices?
Why does an independent multiculturist
sound like an oxymoron?
while a cooperative polyculturing network
sounds like deep nurturing
nutritionally healthy
resonance?
Categories:
ubiquitously, culture, destiny, earth, environment,
Form:
Political Verse
Front porch consciousness of organically rich freedom,
relief from language label boxes,
reifying,
static,
now giving way toward emerging diastolic flow,
abundance fills a fertile inside view of health-engorging grasses,
leaves,
entire trees and forested networks,
imagined river valleys,
oceans of coral reefs and underwater streams,
blue sky background to misty distant fog clouds
inside growing radiant heat of purging sunlight,
diastatic full-climax high-nooned and mooned Earth lights,
not too bright and hot for fertile climates,
and not too darkly cold
for healthy utopian dreams
within this yet evolving freedom of mindbody.
A green explicitly convex blade of grass
waving with soft autumn breeze
gaudily wearing one sparkling dew diamond brooch,
outsized for slender shoot of green,
appears this autonomous,
even competitive at mowing-down times,
way from analytical outside.
But also,
this same slender sleek string of nature
evolving from inside
implies a branching tree of nutrition
with a voraciously healthy root system understory
digesting Mother Earth's fertile manna ecopolitics.
This blade of grass and I,
each born of crushed rocks
dust
flowing rivers absorbing thirsty interdependent nurturing rootedness,
dynamically balancing
dancing with climate atmospheres of light and warm,
dark without so dark within hibernation,
purgation,
resting toward another radiant day
noticing, consuming and producing freedom
within and as part of nondual co-arising nutritional streams
with interior vibrant ecological dreams,
strong-rooted child of Mother Earth's sacred nature inside
embracing SunGod's grace from outside
LeftBrain's analytic WinWin ecopolitical exterior explicating lens
greeting RightBrain's co-empathic ecological trust in co-gravitating networks
of exquisitely intricate divine nutritional grace
shining through implicating inside fertile rooting eyes
noticing healthy cause-effect flow streams
and interdependent ecological climate integrity
as beauty landscapes of trusting active hope
in ubiquitously elational freedom
of fertile redundant resonant reiterating regenerate resolutions,
timelessly polypathic polycultural polynomial...
freedom from dissonant restraints of short-timed unbalancing consciousness.
Categories:
ubiquitously, blessing, culture, freedom, happiness,
Form:
Prose Poetry
I might feel grand
aspiring to omnipotent
omniscience
Whereupon omnipresence
might feel less necessary,
or even possible,
or desirable
In a secularized
reduced
dissociated apartheid,
sacred Us v sinful Them
An omnipotently inflammatory place
for every Other individual thing
and all Other routine
and orthodox Things,
Omnipresent capital events
in anonymously rational
linear
fundamentally dualistic frames
Either sacred Me
or secularized You
will win our antagonistic win/lose
evolving worldview news
Preferably reduced from
supremely anthro-privileged
down deep into
my ego's highest omnipotent potential
best win/win omniscience sacredly encircled
to ubiquitously favor
least global cost
and most localized efficient
ego/eco healthcare
resonant balance
In a way not omnipotently possible
nor omnipresently invited
nor yet omnisciently compassioned
If only we were more adept
at losing win/lose
and playing win/win
Gods and Goddesses,
OmniPresent Icons
OmniPotent Dancers
OmniScient Muses
Inviting sacred Gaian EcoFeminist spaces,
omnisciently omnipotent places,
unconditionally disregarding
LeftBrain Iconic Narks
Phallic Idols,
profit prophets
for Narcissists Unanimous.
Categories:
ubiquitously, god, health, love, passion,
Form:
Parallelismus Membrorum