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AN ABSTRACTED POEM

orbit around
ideas
 once held
close
 in past selves

rhetoric
  bathed
in clichéd
  visual
representation

burnished
impulse
strengthened
by the
the wilderness
of
  inner life

needs
posited
 by visual
  language
 unmoored
   from contexts
 vagueness
&amorphous
 abstraction

 fervency
erased
 spring up
distilled
of some
essence
 circumvented
in
narcissistic
 grafting
of self
 in the tangible
permanence
 of durable
words

After all the stories

 









After

All the stories

Complexities and

Contexts

It comes down

To the paradoxical

Notion of

No separation with

Appearances 

Seeming to deny

That notion...

Life Labyrinths

(Author's note: Traditions of walking a labyrinth as a form of meditation go back many centuries. Labyrinths in Christian contexts usually have a single, winding path instead of a maze’s many possible dead-end paths. Mazes are puzzles to be solved. Labyrinths are tools for meditation.)

Life Labyrinths

By Mark D. Stucky
Nothing frightful lurks in sacred labyrinths.
No Minotaur inside waits to devour us.
No complex branches exist to confuse us.

Only a single, circular path,
winding back and forth,
silently invites us.
A path sketched on the ground.
A path for prayerful healing
of any monsters in our minds.
A path intended for mindfulness,
peace, and private pilgrimage
toward contemplative centeredness.

As in life, our path curves
and endures sudden detours
and substantial reversals.
Our goal comes closer to us
but then recedes from us
over and over again.
But we can be certain
we’ll eventually enter
that elusive center.


(Originally published on Amethyst Review, 1 July 2022.)

(Photo by Erez Attias on Unsplash.com.)

People Often Write Because No One Listens

We have two ears
But many people can’t still hear
Different contexts
Breed different blockages
People often write because no one listens

Marriages can fall apart
Because partners often don’t listen to each other
Defending their cause
They give themselves applause
Not realizing the cause can be a listening deficit!

People often write because no one listens
Different contexts
Breed different blockages
We have two ears
But many people can’t still hear
When they are in their situation

Don’t only hear what you want to hear!
Listen 
Because people often write because many do not listen

Mark Frank

Copyright 2023

Determination

Her appearance
    I cannot express
  But sure I know her
    in the flesh

  In myriad contexts can she speak
    though she's not multilingual
  She may be married, maybe single
    in every crowd she mingles

  She's made of iron and forged in fire
    a mountain-mover, soaring higher
  And when the battle's over and done
    she digs right in for the very next one

A Lot of Women Are In the Wrong Homes Because of Money

Different marriages, different contexts
Errors happen and 
Often we don’t share each other’s passions!
A lot of women are in the wrong homes because of money
A lot of men are in the wrong marriages because of beauty
A common mistake at times but a reality!
Let our generation learn the true essence of love
So that their choice of a partner can give them a good marriage!

Mark Frank

Copyright 2022

Meaningless

There once was a word who tried to belong,
but all of his contexts seemed to be wrong.

He stole a thesaurus and sought out repentance;
but now he's in jail with an unfinished sentence.

Change

CHANGE
everyone
  aware but
overlooked

everywhere
fees
the change

tearing the air
showcasing
the contemporary
 to amplify
the  chosen
commissioned
 specialist  &
supportive of the
 conscience
so dedicated

an effort
so
 richly rewarded
catalysing
interest
in
a change in
attitude
 acclaimed &
claim a
 rich heritage

an awareness
 in new contexts
into a realm of
the
 nuanced exotic
 perspective
 stepping into
the formative&
 curious

NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE   using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.

Night Flight

it be late at night
but the urge feels right
for an early dawn write

at the push of a button
not quite all of a sudden
mind vapors are put in

all the right places
to slow up the paces
and see what's been faceless

these past many months
despite the sighs and grunts
to log in the soup of poetry stunts

where one can build castles
without all the hassles
of computer program rascals

their logic of contexts and contents
a constant of restraints
that somehow just stinks

up down and sideways
nights and days
trying usual and imaginary ways

to log on then today
an email came this way
what happened i can't say

things just went right
this odd saturday night
my butterfly...now...in flight

stan sand

Alien Communication

aliens talking
and humans understanding
that's a deep problem

histories meanings
are language evolution
in any speech form

cognition is skill
what number the dimensions
aliens see through

repetitions build
communication word skills
showing examples

what common contexts
mean translation of meaning
to us and to them


stan sand

Time Has Turned a Page

Pedants fume helpless and seethe with rage,
But linguists surrender to the age,
Media always misuse
Commoners to confuse,
But rage not, time has turned a tired page.
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It is the age of freedom, free for all. Words are used any which way. Grammar ultimately follows usage. Take epicentre. It may sound a bit grander than just centre, but it is used only in context of earth-quakes. But media prefer epicentre in all contexts— political, social, economic, any. Pedants and classicists and linguists may boil with rage. But dictionaries will ultimately capitulate and compromise. So, make no fuss, or you will be called doctrinaire, worse, obscurantist or obfuscator, or in the worst case a nit-picker hair-splitter. Alas, you thought you were a sophist and a scholar!   
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   Tongue-in-cheek |05.05.14 |

The Rest: Terror

The French word for ‘cockroach’ is ‘le cafard’.
In some contexts it can mean ‘depression’.
But for the soldiers always standing guard, 
‘Avoir le cafard’ refers to boredom.
I’ve heard war has been described as follows:
“Ninety percent boredom, the rest: TERROR”.
It’s true for those hiding in their hollows,
Whether combatant or stretcher-bearer.
My times in combat zones weren’t too awful.
I heard the occasional “BOOM!” or “CRACK!”.
Of friends that I knew that went to Mosul,
Everyone (Some shrapnel wounds) made it back.
But I knew some who never came back home;
At least one who suicided at home.

Intelligentsia

I think about intelligence
     And wonder why we think our due
     Is sanctioned by our own IQ
That natural inheritance
     Compels us by unbending laws
     To evolutionary cause
That beggars to irrelevance
     The truth that brains can be a threat
     That make it easy to forget
The most compelling evidence
     That intellect may well provide
     A rationale for venal pride
Displacing sounder temperaments
     With logical proficiency
     Ignoring self-deficiency
And cultivates intolerance
     With vanity incredulous
     And tidy, hidden prejudice
That blithely leads to negligence
     Denying those less capable
     In contexts inescapable

I much prefer the elegance
     Of caring for the other guy
     Of answering a helpless cry
Of principled benevolence
     That intellect cannot be taught
     Beyond the wit of reasoned thought

I think about intelligence
That natural inheritance
That beggars to irrelevance
The most compelling evidence
Displacing sounder temperaments
And cultivates intolerance
That blithely leads to negligence

I much prefer the elegance
Of principled benevolence



Written July 5, 2018

Unwise To Flex Macho Muscles

I save my love in the cave
Where she roams free
Shoving aside the pride of the stave
Whose tentacles disagree

With the quality and quantity of care
Love demands in return for expanding horizons
In which she’s the key player whose flair
Dominates and dictates the zones

In which she receives affection in return
For the affection she bestows on me
To pour tons of affection into the urn
Where I’m forever indebted to see

Vast amounts of affection that nourish
Several critical aspects
Of emotional nutrients which burnish
The love I save from suspects

Too keen to take to flight
At the earliest demand love makes to protect her sanctity
In the face of the slight and plight
She lands sometimes when the care quantity

She gains proves too little
To justify sacrifices love makes to comfort
Me despite the brittle 
Vase I inadvertently crush in the fort

Where love hides the heart so often misunderstood
In contexts so complex
Brave love feels it’s high time she vacated the neighbourhood
Where partners find reasons their macho muscles to flex.

Passionate Poverty

Poverty seems like a repellent stuck on the poor
Whose only fault lies in owning no property or asset to parade
Among wealth admirers and worshippers to whom poverty seems dour
In contexts where ostentatious display of wealth cuts the grade 

That profligacy and extravagance attract
Robbing the poor of the dignity glitter
As though on purpose fleas of poverty they contract
Dumping ugliness on the poor on whom fruits of affluence litter

Dwindling humanness and affection which wealth simpleton conflate
Into little human worth and warmth
Where spooks of poverty deflate
In proportion to the increase in affluence sloth

Sown, grown and thrown with utter scorn
To belittle
Abject poverty misguided affluence thinkers warn
Amounting to little less than spittle

Poverty peels off humbug and complacency
Exposing deeper layers of flawed humanity
Denuded of perspicacity and sagacity
Sometimes concealed in the deficit of humility

That often mars circles of affluence
Where possession seems to epitomise human dignity
Mistakenly regarded as diluted influence
The poor exert in extolling human unity shorn of wealth affinity and motility.

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