A Distance to Overcome
A time to contemplate repercussions is intense
And for me to start making plausible decisions.
The distance from here to eternity is immense
In derision of my contemptuous revisions.
Is there need for more, or is it disillusionment?
That prevents my escape from this shoreline apathy.
The villagers seem to be content in their placement
Watching the waves breaking like time-piece contingencies.
“Out there!” they point and say when I stare in puzzlement.
“You’ll get there one day, so why be in such a hurry?”
Their cavalier prognosis causes me disturbance
Lest I be held accountable before expiry
By a surprising analysis intervention
That will leave me mired down and desolate, persistent
In stubbornness, overwhelmed by procrastination
Because I was afraid to overcome the distance.
It pays to be prepared for possibilities
None of us know what the future brings
Some of us may face unwanted setbacks
Before the proverbial "fat lady sings."
Things we never could've imagined
Unforeseen illness, a sudden accident
Things happen that we least expect,
Things happen that seem never meant.
Preparation for the unexpected can soften
The hurtful impact of a knockout blow
And, if we have made contingency plans
We have a pre-planned direction to go.
Written October 13, 2021
there, (and nowhere), deep in the meat of stars
we were brought to be ... essence and divine intent
spun to matter in a conflagration, consuming
the eons tended, like tears without a cheek
abiding the contingencies, sublime, to breathe us ...
miracle of all that is known - LIFE - of stardust!
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Stardust" Free Verse Poetry Contest, Nette Onclaud, Judge & Sponsor.
Heaven is a magical place
A home for all ethereal beings.
A place where the big picture
is finally seen in all its glory.
Heavens beauty is so great that
it cannot be comprehended
by our earthly minds
A place where all life's questions
Are answered in detail.
Heaven is where
you get to reunite with those
who have passed on,
and prepare for our next lifetime.
Decisions are made long
before we begin this journey of life.
Friendships are forged, families bonded,
Twin flames become betrothed.
Every detail has been planned
With contingencies
for every possible outcome.
Oh how I long to hear
The beauty of the angels voices
Singing in perfect harmony once more.
Our time on this earthly journey
Is just a blink of an eye,
Although at times it feels infinite.
I look forward to the day
When I am reunited
With my loved ones,
To when I am once again
surrounded by Heavens pure love.
5/27/2020
No longer will I
Exhaust any allotment
On contingencies that have
No potential
No....I don’t believe
That my sound transmission
Is at all cynical
The association of love
Must be of great significance
And his fondness will be
Unquestionably magnificent
Unyielding, durable, and capable
Foundation of a worthy future
In a daydream, I conceptualize
That you will be truthful
And your perception of me
Will be tangible for the
Entire world to see
That you are totally and completely
Head over hills.....
In love with me....
Rain with blue sky commingles daylight into sun
Signals to the weather which way the wind climbs high
North is a birds favorite direction when singing with intent
Tiny brains are smart enough to find the south when seasons end
Flying past mountains held up on distant nights reflection
Sojourners hold it all together rightly so
Watch your step when climbing upper altitudes alone
Don't slip or fall or go below zero
Folded snow remembers mounds of colder frost
That grows, that stops by Winter rivers path
Going outside is ridiculous when late
In disguise, in blinding white, conditions dangerous
To count the stars, to shiver, to cover all contingencies of madness
Carry a flash light filled with batteries
You can never have enough to see where it all started
Where it began when calculations came about
Down in the valley stars stand out
Are easier to touch if you stretch into the farthest reaches
My specialty
always be prepared
worst case scenarios
rigorously examined
contingencies prepared
when possible
but there are so many
for which there is
no solution
leading to dread
leading to panic
leading to relief
when
nothing
happens
If words of hope can help the weak
To conquer fear -- Let speakers speak.
If helpful hearts are sensitive
To others' needs -- Let givers give.
If poets' words can minds excite
And free a soul -- Let writers write.
If songs can be encouraging
To youthful dreams -- Let singers sing.
If things are not just what they seem
When day is done -- Let dreamers dream.
If wings give flight and free the dove
From earthly cares -- Let lovers love.
If in your eyes someday I see
A hope of love -- Then let it be.
Written By John Posey --
posted for Giorgio Veneto's Impress Me Contest
How straight the path I could enforce,
and straight the thought I might have course,
or straight quantities faked remorse,
then straight the entrance without force!
Yet straight the buckling of divorce,
still straight the line between two ports,
or straight the railing on the porch
but straight the shot ~ I can't endorse!
The curve ~ contingencies exhort,
is semi laden with export,
go one, with nature's true report,
as life unerring stays the source!
It is the job that I do why I need to escape, get away and write;
I help companies plan to respond should things go bump in the night.
I am in Crisis Management, preparing valid contingencies;
Writing plans and solutions for recovery strategies.
Should the data center burn down or a hurricane arrive,
I implement solutions making sure the company will survive.
Human safety is job one, critical processes come next;
Preparing solutions ahead of time and putting them down in text.
Responding to disaster; mitigating risks and threats;
Ensuring responders are prepared by facilitating tests.
Meeting with civil authorities, knowing all the laws;
Understanding critical infrastructure and the possible flaws.
Companies must continue to service their customers and clientele
Even if their world around them is crumbling all to hell;
So I help to prepare them to respond to the very worst,
Making sure, of course, that their employees are protected first.
There once was a company that goofed
Proving they were not error proof
Then they continued to lie
Saying contingencies were tried
As ecological costs went through the roof
Nature consists of balances ever so delicate
Eco systems and life hanging on the edge
Man oversteps boundaries in his desire to develop it
Leaving death and destruction in the wake of his dredge.
From deep underneath waters supporting sea life
Oil is pumped to rigs riding on top of the waves
When used, the pollution enough causes much strife
When ruptured, disaster results requiring a save.
We watch from afar as waters turn black
Terns and fish washing up on the shore
A mistake from which we cannot turn back
Oil of destruction continues to pour.
We can curse executives of the big companies
We can find fault with the slow political aim
We can cry, “Where exactly were the contingencies?”
But by allowing it firstly we all are to blame.
The greatest tragedy in life is to experience the pain
But have the lessons learned from it lost
So from this event let’s hope man can gain
The wisdom to be more careful, no matter the cost.
The days started and life began
The streams took their place and mountains their stand
The trees grew and the grasses squatted,
The shrubs and the mangroves
All took their shape and made life beautiful.
Everything set
All put in their place.
Nothing was out of order
But made to suit the being that will soon come
Then the decent takes effect
Preparations completed
The stage set
Nothing to work for
As all things have been laid from the cradle of life
He stood there to make all things right
Made the stage ready
Provided for contingencies
And all that will emanate as the days go.
He knows the way
He has been to the destination
And would gladly lead whoever cares to follow him
The needs on the way he will provide
At cold nights his warmth will be sufficient
And when the night comes he will follow you home
He is friendlier than a friend
Cares more than the eyelids to the eyeballs
Secures more than a thousand soldiers would
And loves more than the thoughts could imagine
He has made all things right
And would gladly give
If you shall seek the source
I love thee more today as all be spent
to look away in wretched discontent.
As whence all hope, is but to circumvent -
I love thee more by chancing no extent.
Writhing with some validation's meant
I love thee further as my heart's intent
is flying, always out and toward advent.
I love thee giving up possession's lent.
And asking God for quietude to vent,
my passions undercurrent of resent.
I love thee more by vying or by bent
conditions, underlying for convent!
As in some risk no rules are duly kempt -
contingencies not meriting thy rent.
I love thee fully, loft and wholly went -
Now rough, then soft, ..so soulfully am spent!
Injustice is not ended without wear,
and if it is to you, that it must come,
despite the provocation, or the bear,
consider self, as ransom for its sum.
That placing of thy life upon the strum,
of mind-sets rank, contingencies duldrum,
accepting vile fate as wanton hum,
ignoring chronic hurt, its paths succumb.
That rescue of intent, from times unsung,
sing heartily for within, truth's force is from,
conspiring evil's battle, its among,
so commonplace, a cushion of undone.
Oh cruelty's heart - is effort, chaffing's won,
that putting down to weakness, lives its own
self-cruelty, like no bond could faith its hone,
and value its dissension, justice prone.
Seek law - that sum of knowing the unknown,
gives proving of thy course - is not alone!
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