When we look at life,
contingently standing out from death,
historically and futuristically absent,
co-passionately present,
we can see death and dying
as a logical default,
a statistical reality,
almost a necessity
so likely that life emerges
as a reverse default,
experienced only by vulnerably mortal living beings
mutually becoming
Whom each day awaken to another miracle
of living
unfolding further Earth history
and to ego-identified internal life process,
a holonic gift,
an inheritance
borrowed from past generations
to invest in present and future regenerations
of life
emerging from past death and dying
fueling fertile soil,
cleansing water,
stirring clear air
and incensed warm-lit flames
of reverberating annunciation.
Categories:
futuristically, death, earth, environment, faith,
Form: Free verse
the great fall far very far
the fall of math arrives
resonant shapes crumble and burn
tangent radius' melting slowly
multiply pain via infinite ego
wallow in filthy sadness never again
circles contain no answers except they do
mathbooks burn alone nightime crying
divide earthen percentages unjustly
the short fall of math
comes at long last
all evaporates into nothing
logic abandons humanity forever
if you cannot add things up logically
then you will be subtracted exponentially
scream into the darkness scream
scream with all your might scream
scream for the return of math scream at math scream
no-one answers but emptiness which is impossible
nothing answers but pi which is irrational
math falls finally fatally futuristically. never mourn but once
Categories:
futuristically, science
Form: Free verse
Does upon this kingdom of wiseacres tribes
“Realize”
that bona fide beauty is adept its component of flesh
it is but beauty alone that occupies radiance
for itself only shall emit distinction
to play lark accurately from within
beauty is no less successor of serenity
as it to is flexibility of all sin
the mere flesh a skeleton shall bare
is to be inspired solely from the root, emotions master
of which the skeleton so rightly encloses
of the uttermost protected, vulnerability from human hand
the bearer of our fears
the ruler of our breath
its gentility creates sight into naivety
bequeathing each drawn day a reason for life
as is not to alls insight futuristically
the exposed flesh may only breed conceit
of all superficial peepers
where else a glowing aura shall outshine when content
it may nor can survive justification
simply as an optical illusion
beauty is aglow burning within each individual
natural beauty is the efflorescence of interpretation
Bona fide beauty may be felt
It is the diagram profoundly sketched
Within humanities heart!
JD
Categories:
futuristically, lifebeauty, beauty, may,
Form: I do not know?