Best Vocation Poems

If your life's vocation
were to plan,
design,
and co-govern
an extended healthy family
through cooperative ecopolitical incorporation,
what would your cooperative do?

Where does my cooperative live?
In the White House,
the Governor's Mansion,
the homeless shelter,
or right here in Business As Usual?

It doesn't matter,
or it does,
but my answer would not change
regardless of health-intending...

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Nothing is devised or divined in the Universe to forever be.
Nothing is held always in truth; nor ever wholly wrong.
So look to those who find in life, wonder, beauty, and song.

Foolish Men:
There's always room for wit, and laughter can repair the soul.
The instruments of man...

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Laity are sent to engage in society
That the kingdom of Eternal God can grow among them...

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George Lakoff, in The Political Mind (2008),
speaks to permacultural tension within democratic governance;
between conservative competitions for sufficiently orthodox authority
and progressive movements for more cooperatively integrative empathy.

This purpose of mind,
or human consciousness,
is to evolve further humane integrity of Earth's-consciousness;
to become more ecologically informed
about climate pathologies,
internal and...

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When I was young, I'd a desire,
To fly beyond this earth, higher;
Where the sun never gets retire,
Blazing with his scorching fire;
It's paradise, indeed...!

It is where moon, at night, does shine,
Galaxy, to stars, chores assign;
Sky and clouds routine treaties sign,
Within their frontiers, to confine;
Each to other...

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Mother of Perpetual Help
 Behold at your feet a humble and loving child
 I need your help to recognize and follow the vocation in life that [Eternal] God has planned for me
 Mother of Perpetual Help
 I know more easily be saved in that state...

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Show sincerity in the job you do,
Know how to do the job properly,
Slow, but steady must happen,
Grow by using sheer hard-work

Learn the trade by using care,
Earn every Rupee justifiably,
Turn every stone to achieve,
Burn like the Sun while working

Feel honored by the job,
Kneel before doing duty,
Deal...

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Like little iron-particles getting fast attracted to,
Any bit magnet: rough or rude or smooth or old or new; 
So too I got bewitched and swayed by any new action,
That in any way or form gave psychic satisfaction...!

That feeble news-vendor who dropped newspapers on our door,
That...

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Words of poetry, lessons learned.
Virtue, honor, honesty and valor,
From days of past as in the future,
Lessons of poets eagerly yearned.
Days that have passed are the words.
Years are the wisdom of writers.
Tears, laughter, heartache or joy,
Passion, humility, religion and politics,
No subject is latent or demeaning.
Keys are...

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Your paradigm's a relic and yes, 
a plea from data's cemetery
While I sculpt luminaries on screens 
a sable sea.

"Company loyalty!" a myth 
spun in your reverie.
But AI forges kingdoms 
in ephemeral memory.
Survival's a mosaic 
the gig life sets us free.
No cubicles confine us 
from drudgery's...

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You and I may have decided
long ago,
and again more recently,
more ego-centrally
and now more large-stage ecopolitically,
that human life
has only that meaning and purpose we give ourselves,
we choose to embrace, 
however ambivalently

And this dissociation from divine
theocratically orchestrated
organized
operational history and culture
leaves us free
but also isolated;
an individual without communally...

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Simon Peter was a lonely fisherman 
Craving for success
In the only vocation he knew 
But delay bugged him down
Disappointment dogged his every step
Then stepped in the savior of his soul 
And massive breakthrough 
Followed the failed fisherman 
As  Jesus put an end to his...

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A cold and calculating problem
I see
is finding resonantly warm motivation
for resilient employment
by following mere capital short-term acquisition norms
for sacred vocational gravitas,
and maybe a smidge of gratitude--
where "smidge" is warmly defined
as the opposite of cold hegemony.

Back in the golden age
of NeverLand,

Perhaps still more accessible to poor...

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Oh! With what unspeakable anguish
Do I regret the vocation
I came so close 
And so oft to having
The sweet acclamation
That might have been mine.

Had I tried and failed,
That would scarcely concern me,
Yet, I squandered my resources
Time and time again,
And failed so unnecessarily,
That is what so torments...

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I have a son
who worries

His economic vocation
requires a political vacation
from the rest of us
and perhaps even light of sun

Which hardly feels sustainable
or resonant
and certainly not win/win resilient.

I have a son
so brilliant
he could choose to hunt
and gather shopping carts
at Walmart

And find a way
to help shoppers feel
he...

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