Best Umbilically Poems

Ahead of us lies the unknown

The flatline horizon betrays

The beating heart of the ocean

Each beat causing a swell

Each swell causing us to sway

Out in the open, enclosed in the womb

Umbilically linked to our mother

Daily we reminisce of the island we left behind

The families that will...

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She sent me a lol on wattsapp
Please pass the ketchup

Mothership gliding in silent space
Umbilically us padded in shiny foil
Her face deflected in a fish bowl
Leaves only guessing about her thoughts
Lets dock Lets talk

Little ingots and tiny orbs
Suspended in the fluid of my sight
Just us against...

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HARVEST TIME
There are no roots to see, not with our eyes,
that stretch from earth, umbilically below;
not even to the sun, to realize,
but there must be a  chord we do not know;

Are we not on a fruit, still ripening?
Perhaps we are the nectar from the...

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HARVEST TIME
There are no roots to see, not with our eyes,
that stretch from earth, umbilically below;
not even to the sun, to realize,
but there must be a  chord we do not know;

Are we not on a fruit, still ripening?
Perhaps we are the nectar from the...

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Ma,
Why do I need to apostrophize you? Why did you flew away into the celestial regions so earlier? Is it because you are from a land where ‘twenty is plenty’ for women? And hence, ignoring the official life expectancy figure, you bade us adieu at...

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HARVEST TIME - THE REDEMPTION
There are no roots to see, not with our eyes,
that stretch from earth, umbilically below;
not even to the sun, to realize,
but there must be a  chord we do not know;

Are we not on a fruit, still ripening?
Perhaps we are the...

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They thought i was disabled by choice, not by veracious right, 
They thought, ‘cos i objected to medicine’s lady, 
But my parents were both a malady, 
To medicine’s elegance and height. 

My parents were faith healers, into prayer, 
For coughs, colds and constipation, 
And so...

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I'm working on this Systems Theory

All existing formal religious traditions
and informal spiritual experience 
of Great Sacred EcoLogical Transitions
[e.g. Holocene to 
Green AnthroScene;
HolySpirit to
Whole Holonic Natural Communion Systems]

Originally,
through our divine monotheistic
and/or polytheistic
and/or atheistic naturalistic branches
shared as one historical root curiosity 
tree bicameral in/out-communion system
of healthy resilient...

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MY SUNBEAM COLD
A poem (about birth)
Lionel Derbyshire

It is going to be a while
For me to stand on my
Own two little feet
For today I am newly
Born out of my mother
In all from God’s grace
Our naked hands are
Reaching out to each
And at the touch
She draws me nearer
We...

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Dreaming by myself,
eisegetically,
I believe in LeftBrain dominant deductive intelligence
furthering Yang-enculturation,
culturing,
enculturing toward
secular rational capital-investments,
self-righteous protagonist relationships
within Earth's continuing regenerative revolution

Revolution more powerful than
evolution's climatic threats
and crises of degenerative
Lose to Lose
dismay longing to belong within depression.

By contrast,
listening within all MatriarchalWomb Elders,
exegetically,
we co-empathically feel RightBrain recessive inductive intelligence,

Yin-squared...

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Forbidden Chocolate

I was riding psychedelic,
Riding Electric Ladyland,
Inside
The long wheezing worm,
Riding easy,
Through the black snoring night,
Aboard the Amtrak Southwest Chief,
Roaring and rumbling, 
Down the track for distant Kansas,
Heading east,
To silent Garden City.

I had donned white earbuds in Barstow,
Connected umbilically, 
To my ITunes universe,
And stoned as Hendrix...

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Leave me alone in the womb of my Muse!
Don't tug and pry and pull me away!
This Muse is my soul-self from outré dimensions.
Don't wrench me from food that I crave!

When I am with Muse, I'm so like an 
infant engorging with lusty abandon
to capture nutrition...

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Unconscious spirit
                             I was left in the plain by my own body,
     ...

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I know who I am
I am at times confused bewildered
I am pondering wondering questioning
I am a grain of sand in a windswept desert
I am a mist obliterated by the morning sun
I am a wave in oceans deep
I am an atom amidst the constellations
I am in...

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2010 initiative N H S decide programme we see
On halving stillbiths; and injury, quite sensible it
Appears to me ' yet now 2023 has come to be
Its being shelved, what could we see? There must
Be a reason (just what might that be?) Some type
Of connection umbilically,...

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