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Minke whales, surface and dive
massive baleen lined mouths filter out food
our boat keeps its distance

Made to Fit

Growing out of the dark earth
an eye was made to fit the world.

It was a faulty eye,
a crude eye,
designed to filter out more
than it let in.

That eye had to be equipped
to survive the dark
both far and near.

Yet, like most evolving creations
it began to see the wholeness,
it began to make as yet,
invisible connections.

Then of a sudden
a mind-mirror awoke,
and it began to outshine
even the sun itself.

WISDOM

Wisdom.


Wisdom, my beautiful sister,
take over me completely and filter out the dross,
i know there is a painful blockage,
that`s holding in a sense of loss.

Be it from rejection, the orphan spirit too,
a generational curse or bloodline covernant 
a painful lifelong emptiness 
God i give it to you.

Insecurity,people pleasing,angry  at my past,
Wisdom open me up and release me from the stigma outcast.

Breakdown after breakdown, an effort being me,
no sense of purpose nor belonging nor any identity,
Wisdom you know everything, i cast this on to you,
My Lord my GOD,  give  me the strength to see this through.

The Lights where Dimmed for the Occasion Adante

Love I have found thee
in search of Love
might we remain decent
whilst we
filter out
selfishness, obsession, deceit
and external desires.
Might we define our intimacies as love
between us never
allowing even our own
to pry loose
our togetherness.
In search of love
might we two together
seek remedy in a peaceful
and encouraging way
that even as one might be disappointed
we both might understand
that know one but you and
I shall define us as beginning or ending
that even those close to us may never
speak of what days
we had begun to start or crumble
as freind love
and even helper might we stand together
in love
needing not to search that
what we have together
is enough to move us through
the ages.

BELIEVING IN YOURSELF

Know that you can
Enforce you will
Build up determination
Let Faith stride
Inspiration will provide
Let your before thinking into after results
Not an exercise
Only a realize
Destiny being the choice
Express using your voice
Don’t filter out
This is not what believing is all about
Assurance straight and narrow within
A new begin
Just let your goodness settle in
No otherwise
Just energize
Turn No into Yes I did
No forbid
Outward and onward
Mobility in responsibility
Quality in you to appreciate
No hesitate
Believing now through everlasting
Always believe to keep

Hear, hear - Ha, ha

   No more fear 
     of what I might hear 

   My ears filter out the rot
     'cos my hearing is shot

   I only listen to what I truly desire
     Ha, ha ~ My device has an amplifier

Journey Called Life

The best things in life are free, nothing from your pocket is needed *.

Ray of sunshine on a cold day. Riding the ocean waves in the summer.
A hug from the one you love. A good word. to give or to receive.
Nature with all its mystery is there for you to explore. Don’t cross any border just walk to the edge of town.
Your health. Happiness avoids the sick, and germs avoid those hos think.

*None of the above apply when:

-You have no roof to cover you from the rain and no walls to keep the cold away.
-You are lonely with no one to share anything with.
-You are poor without the means to support yourself. Or without the attributes to fix this.

Life is a journey, and you will need a ticket.

Checkpoints are along the way to filter out those without a valid ticket.
Your Ticket is valid for today; Tomorrow is a new day.
Reach out for the unfortunate ones without a ticket, they are someone's son or a daughter.
Address the world as you would have wanted it to address your kids.

Filter Out the World

I need to filter out the world, 
Just for a little while, 
To drown out the white noise, 
The static and the light.

I music has turned discordant
And I cannot see the sky, 
Hear the rustling on the breeze, 
Nor the soaring birds that cry.

The longing for some silence
Is building each passing hour
The yearning for some clarity
Drives me up this broken tower

The whispers on the winds,
Have all been blown away, 
The deep azure blue sky, 
Has been faded out to grey. 

It's time to shut it down, 
Let it all fade out to black, 
As the silence comes crashing in, 
I hope I can come back.

Departure

Departure

You could say I lost the plot
The plans I made from what I’m not
I think you know my blood is thick
On days when stares tell me i’m sick

My toes are cold in fallen snow
On mountain tops I used to know
The memories of better days
They fade away to sheets of gray

Parastesia to my thumbs
It feels so good to be this numb
With echoes crashing down the slope
I’m running out of ways to cope

Without a sound, it’s never real
No context for the ways I feel
I’m falling down the path I see
Like Silence screaming in my sleep

Don’t tell that it’s not so bad
I’m everything I never had
For every ghost that set me free
I’m thankful for those memories

My thickest skin will weather me
The drugs in me; my next decree
Don’t filter out this lonely heart
One day...
A place...
I won’t depart

Alone

Skills will falters 
The front is back 
The back is gone
Hour after hour 
Day by day 
We cross junctions
wondering thoughtlessly 
Wandering haplessly 
Trying to fill my lines
Dying just to free my life 
from being lost
inside my own reality 
My day is night 
And my night is dread
Pacing to then fro
Opening endless windows 
Wafting in the wind
 In many directions but one
Indulging the peeping sun
Trying to fill in the light
To filter out this lifeless night

                                                   Dedicated / dementia

Poetic License

Poetic license 
My memory has chose
To filter out factual events 
As to the dead
My conscious pays
A false connection 
I wished I had felt 
Instead of the gap
Growing up 
Was ever present 
If I have nothing good to say
Lest the dead in fractures lay
Of best intention 
Reproduction 
What could have been
If both parties 
Had more time

Never Forgotten

Cottonwood snowcaps blowing in the breeze
fluffs of white flutter, filling a distant history
closed eyes filter out tiny drops of salted sea

Time, lost along with another passing season
misted moments mixed with lavender essence
dropped down in a canyon of heartfelt misery

A fervent haze rises across the baked horizon 
burning deep visions of succulent lips waiting
on honey dipped words to melt frozen moments 

-never forgotten

The Table's Set

Whispers filter out the scent of delusion
the whippoorwills wallow in a waning sun
and thoughts are on the run

The table's set with mix-matched cups and saucers
the best China's soaking in the sink
and I can no longer think

Blame it on blunders ripping at the seams
me not knowing how to sew
I see why you had to go

Closer I get to the daunting haunts 
footsteps roam the hall
waiting for your call

Kisses left along with the weekend
breaths sullenly get slower
better off for knowing her

Emptiness fills the coffers
drips from the coffee pot drop
will heartache ever stop

Pushed in past the chair headed for inequity
silenced amongst all the sorrow
on the sill still sits her flower

and in the dim light I see
her beautiful hues
shining through

To You From Nighttime Skies

To You from Nighttime Skies  


Soft and slow the evening breeze
Does filter out the day
Silently it sways the trees
In perfect night display

A clouded veil does wrap the sky
In grayish darkened hues
This curtain’s dreary night disguise
Does not disturb the views

As raindrops ride the atmosphere
To wet the ground below
Shadows form and disappear
Retreating as they go

Overcast a watchmen sent
His eyes to guard this eve
Still the dream shall come to pass
If only you believe

Dark of night and storms that brew
Will not deny this place
The grandness of its endless charm
Shall find your loving face  

For in this vast expanse does grow
An everlasting love
To shower down on those who know
So softly from above

For if you look your eyes may meet
A joyful sweet surprise
You’ll see it is my love I send 
To you from nighttime skies


Good Night Soupers

To Be Or Not To Be

What is wrong with using "not"?
It is a negative to an eloquent adjective, verb or noun
Simply the opposite state of being; which one should NOT frown

For programmers, "not" is a logical complement
which helps us filter-out things we do NOT want
and is used sparsely and NOT to flaunt.

By simply twisting our thought at 180-degrees,
it's used to portray an abrupt reversal image in our mind.
A quick look at a mirror, and NOT you will find.

Affix a k-, yet "knot" still sounds the same
but it will help keep our things secure.
From our pretzels, shoes and the ribbon-wrapped gifts we procure.

Add an s-, and the children will be amused.
Defiance is in its nature, is it NOT?
That is, to disgust their friends with each others snot.

So, to be or NOT to be

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