Within the wicked wash
a shekinah crown of thorns
is tossed to you
offered to you.
Hold on to it- titanium tight
faith demands
a blood palm sacrifice.
Keep sextant eyes on the pale horse horizon.
Paddle to that golden island.
One key stroke at a time.
Through the mirage of time.
Stay ahead of famished tides.
The selfish biters of the brine
the plutonium misers.
You've finally arrived.
It was there all the time
the evolution of a pastel mind
the evolution of tranquility
the evolution of eternity
the evolution of you.
Thus, shall I ponder the convolutions
Of our present state of devolution
While consuming a new solution
To the contradictions of evolution
Surrounded by the walking dead
Earphones screaming in their head
Blue light failure their sole dread
While others fight for green edged bread
Perhaps we’re in a downward spiral
With our destruction going viral
Condemned it seems by judgeless trial
Because our thoughts are now on file
Thus, do the mad men mock each other
Enslave their cousin’s sisters brother
My new year resolutions are solutions for the soul
My changing evolutions for a lack of self-control
My ready revolutions for a day of liberty
Are heady substitutions for the way I wish to be
Number one is living for the lover in my life
The fun I may discover is the cover to my strife
The wife may not believe me and the changes that she sees
Like pirates munching carrots for the parrots munching peas
Number two is goodbye to the surplus in my house
The clutter is my purchase and the purpose of a louse
You could not fit or fling a ring for everything I kept
I guess I’m just a ding-a-ling for how my body slept
Number three is I will be more healthy than I am
To be less sick for those I trick who see me as a clam
To eat my foods in interludes of meals more than snacks
And beat the broods of hungry dudes who favor me on racks
I know the institutions will be proud of what I do
And I will be committed for a day or maybe two
My new year resolutions are the pride in how I feel
Like all my contributions to the dietary zeal.
Human greed will succeed in heating the planet to a dangerous degree
Consumption destruction evolutions function and strenuous need
How brilliant are we?
We the people structured to feed our unlimited want for want subsequently never satisfied with that what arrives immediately derive an idea from our minds eyed desire and stride forth to acquire obtain abuse and leave behind exhausted until haunted by our thoughtless past judging us in the future as bad
Lazy or grandeur, the unmet demand for, the want to command more, neediness angle, superficial stature
when invasions of land by polar capsules will rid us of shores as we sell ourselves short ignoring reports for the false the wealthy forged to keep wealthy wealthy which in time will make us walk backwards into the seas we once crawled free and so we will see the full cycle of humanity
2050 under the sea
Put a man on Mars or this planet of ours
Stars rotate in a thousand evolutions
ships flaming in blue spatial runway
the universe expands in dimensions
unfathomable enigma of eternal array
I won't get drunk
in a orgy ethylic dream ...
nor burn me
in spiritual alcohol ...
I don't desire evolutions
illusion of smoke life!
I don't wish to fall into the ruse
of wine, rum, sugar cane brandy ...
Today I dream
awake ...
I said goodbye to absinthe
addictive madness ...
to delirium tremens
and its cruel face ...
Today another emotion
further pulsing
permanent ecstasy
is my favorite opium ...
the direct enjoyment
of aesthetic pleasure
that only poetry
provides .... because only she
has.
Beneath the forelocks shady shroud
and chestnut lashes low,
A gaze to halt the human heart
This creature can bestow.
Apple breathed indifference and
Wistful, fearful grace
Can catapult the senses beyond
This earthly place.
Mankind made him subservient
And service he knows well,
Historically, such willingness has
Grazed the gates of hell.
Natures' magnum opus,
Of evolutions course.
Majestic in his countenance,
Noble, hypnotic Horse.
In memory of Baloo aka Stretford Red
Irish sports horse
01/01/2001 - 14/03/2026
You took my heart
A book brings us
the smell of knowledge
and the taste of life ...
A book shows us
the greatness of
revelation ... and virulence
of ignorance ...
Open our eyes,
erase darkness
breaking chains
for release ...
A book undoes
ancient beliefs
and prepares evolutions ...
The book paints giant wings
for our
little dreams...!
When we read we are,
free bird
to fly...!
Capitalists
believe in universal exemption
from Earth's resonant resilient wealth
of cooperatively-held holistic health.
Christians,
at our best,
believe in universal redemption
with EarthMother and LoveFathers'
cooperatively gracious compassion.
Buddhists,
at our most transcendent heights
and intimate depths,
believe in experiencing universal causation,
resonant correlations
of atoms and waves,
of staid matter and flamboyant energy
of space revolving place
and spiraling evolutions
causing effective sacred time:
Invested with transcendent
through intimate Earth,
natural vision
through spiritual listening,
polypathic thoughts
causing
and cooperatively caused by
polyphonic feelings.
I Won't be drunk
in bacal ethyl dream ...
nor fuel me
in spiritual alcohol ...
I don't desire evolutions,
illusion of smoke life!
I don't intend to fall for the ruse
of wine, rum, vodka ...
Today I dream
I am awaken ...
I said goodbye to absinthe
crazy madness ...
To the delirium tremens
and its cruel face ...
Today another thrill
further pulsating
permanent ecstasy
it's my beloved opium ...
it's direct enjoyment
the pleasure
aesthetic
that only poetry
offers .... because she is the one
that has plenty to donate ...!
dental day today
a new dentist in the shop
four painless fillings
for old broken teeth
dentures to be refitted
freedom this friday
will be popcorn night
after dinner a movie
relaxation home
age lets go all teeth
evolutions win lose draw
follows close after
and fight flight love hate
that life is grand illusions
meditate let go
stan sand
Charles Darwin’s House
I was born in Darwin’s House,
After the Christmas of Fifty-Four,
Right on the Edge of Ilkley Moor,
Charles lived there, just a bit before.
St Winifred was its name in my day,
From Wells Terrace it evolved.
Darwin stayed there till the heat died down,
His works on Evolution solved.
Scientist, Biologist, very clever man,
His findings upset so many for so long.
Widely recognised as evolutions Bible,
So many swear, he got it wrong.
an arcane sculpture of trees
evolutions of an umbrella completes
the verdant swaying arbor of leaves
straining limbs hold branches to please
arm to palms and leaf to feet
strive to possess a neighbor sweet
twisted sprigs move wicked feet
knotted legs reach outskirts weave
wander free as the forest grows
sowing slow the harvest beneath
sedate to foster sticks and stones
nurturing bluffs of tangled trunks
overgrown postures and bent back bones
reveal agonies dim gallows
mocking mortal remains
Terry D’Arcy-Ryan
evergreen love... autumn abandoned... evolutions real
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