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Premium Member The Physics In You

Physicists teach and talk
Physicians heal and walk
Physiologists exercise and specialize 
Psychiatrists dramatize and immortalize 
Psychologists observe and internalize 
Therapists diagnose and mobilize
Radiologists scan and rock
Pharmacologists  and Toxicologists mix and match drugs and block
Paleontologists, Neurologists, Meteorologists, Politicians, Philanthropists, Philatelists and the rest apply PHYSICS too... patch, flock and jock!

To Know You From The Inside

To know you from the inside 

To feel that which you feel 

Will give me all your wisdom 

And make my passion real. 


I'll put myself in places 

Where you have been, and still, 

I look at all the traces 

Of where you've been. 


I will Internalize your goodness 

And make it part of me; 

Your every thought and mood is 

My own, and mine will be - 


Your talent, inspiration, 

The life that you have known - 

Thought and imagination 

And beauty that you've shown - 


Will live within my heart, and 

Lead me into the light - 

Chash barriers apart and 

Merge into day - and night - 


The beauty of your spirit, 

Your tenderness of heart - 

Be mine, and have no fear of 

The mind that falls apart 


Before your precious splendor 

And elegance and warmth - 

Who loves? Who will surrender

 And tap into its force? 


Who will reach into clouds? 

Who will the truth impart? 

Who'll bless or shout out loud

Or climb into my heart? 


I seek the truth and wisdom

And knowing what I've heard 

I'll feel you from the inside 

And in it find the world.

You Are My Favorite Song

You are like listening to a song for the very first time,
Knowing it is the one you will play on repeat;
Savoring every second you hear it,
Making sure to internalize each beat.

You would have never heard of such a sweet tune,
The rhythm of your breathing;
A soft and steady croon.

I traced your melody as though it was written for me,
A song I began to rely on;
I would run to you amidst any chaos,
Praying you would never be gone.

You thought I would get tired of this song,
That eventually the sound would fade;
But I memorized each and every lyric,
Every promise the music made.

Although every time the music ends,
There is silence where it used to be;
The quiet somehow louder now,
Then any note it used to be.

And maybe the melody did not leave,
Because it wanted someone new;
It really was just there to remind you,
How much love you can have for a tune.


The Arrival

The hidden one moves in silence
with violent footsteps
pounding the pavement
While grounding itself to disengage
from grooves designed to uproot
it found its level
Leveling to find balance between
the liquid & solid only enhanced
its brolic nature
There's no frolicking between 
the halves described in nature
for this is a serious
matter of things
This being flows through a world
akin to dreams
but is awake to the
world it is seeing
Its eyes are open to views
above & below
for it knows you need both
on this plane of being
to grow
This is growth from a seed
that was buried in darkness
& rose but not without
being detected
I'm not sure what you're seeing
but what is being projected
is the truth
& nothing but
No rut is deep enough to stop
you from shining 
& branching out leaving
the dirt behind
Be blind to the attacks 
on your mind
but feel them to internalize
then use it to grind
My mind operates like night
& day
so the sun and moon
are its compass
We're in the middle of it all
winter
spring
summer
& fall 
but no season 
is a losing one
I have compassion for those
lost in the darkness of night
& don't see that
the sun has come

Premium Member Walk the Walk

We take up our cross as Jesus said.
Following the way that He has led.
	When the call is heard
	Internalize the Word
For hands will follow heart will follow head.

Be just who the Lord wants you to be.
Look to Him and you can’t help but see
	Life can be fulfilled
	When living out God’s will
And yes, you, too, can live eternally!

Trying hard to live the life you should,
Think and say and do only the good.
        Life can be renewed,
	With holy grace imbued
If we stand strong just as our Savior stood.

Blak Ice

You must get back up on your feet after you
slip & take a fall
Much can be learned while on the ground that
helps the soul to evolve
Search for the meaning of the fall to help
avoid another slip
Take stock of the acts along the way & then
proceed to flip the script
Internalize the little things that help you grow as
you can turn pain into power
Eat whatever life serves to you on a platter
even if it's meant to devour
Learn to do better if you can as knowledge is
the way to steady growth
Sometimes we have to fall to see we're slipping
but you can learn from them both


Ascent From Misery

It’s a long slow trip into misery
It starts by putting that bad feeling aside


By narrowing your expectations
And removing all of your pride
 

And as you make you humble
You actually cripple as well
 

You reach so far to have someone else
That it actually puts you in hell
 

It’s a long slow trip into misery
From which I must return


And in order to do this
I must internalize the lessons learned
 

To believe in me
To set me free
 

To walk into the light
And possibly disappear from sight


Ascent from Misery – 2001 (C) Susan Manley (on my divorce)

Ode To a Fallen Sparrow

Oh, dear Sparrow! Fallen still
Softly feathered where you lay
As of a soldier gently eased
To sleep in dreams away
Whose dying wish was lost, was lost
In wars of yesterday

Your folded wings are nestled close
Your uniform unmarred
There is no stain upon your coat
Nor mark upon your bars
It seems from battle you emerged
Without a battle scar

For there you are composed, serene
Your earthly visage calm
No sign of struggle or of strife
No specter of alarm
Nor outward damage I can see –
Within, then, be the harm

Where broken wounds internalize
Beyond the battlefield
Where kamikaze skirmishes
Could not survive the steel
And solid soundness of the pane
Which from you did not yield

To you then, fallen warrior
In tribute, hear my prayer –
That you may soar unbounded, free
With worry none, nor care
In everlasting flight on wings
As virtual as air –

Premium Member Don'T Quit Your Daydream

Night dreams. From whence do they come?
Night dreams. To where are they going?
Night dreams. Perhaps from daily thoughts;
                     Surface as well as sub-conscience
                     Ones. They come and they go. We have
                     No say. And sometimes, we interpret them;
                     Some interested ones may even label them.
                     But most times, we simply table them.

Daydreams: Retain and don't let go.
Daydreams: They embrace and consume us.
Daydreams: Are they not inhaled, or inspired?
Daydreams: Others may never understand them.
Daydreams: If they point toward your destiny;
                   If your Master gave them to you;
                   Do not allow yourself to be penalized;
                   But internalize your daydreams, giving
                   Them to your Maker. Through you, He will
                   Use them for His own glory and purpose.

112722PSCtest, Don't Quit Your Daydreams.

Premium Member Where Is God Hiding

God dwells in the sanctum sanatorium of my heart,
Even at death of mortal body he does not depart;
Ignorance is not the obstacle that blocks him from me,
Reluctance to see him stops me in his presence to be..!

I know this truth; understand it; and do internalize;
Thirst - unquenchable - for him in me, yet, does not arise;
Human beings, many, search him endlessly, but can't find,
Though known hundred of concepts on him, I'm willingly blind...

Scriptures try to open my eyes; saints and sages show paths.
I am not seeker; will I think of death or aftermath?
This world and things in it are enough; This thought fills my mind,
Even if God comes before me, will I his presence find...?

Desire for him should burn in me like the blazing fire,
Urge to be with him, like child with father, should grow higher;
A heart of flesh not of stone, I must joyously adorn,
With an endless love to live in him, I must be reborn...!


26 August 2022
Where is God hiding Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker

Premium Member A Hidden Message

Some folks tend to awfulize
Others prefer to dramatize,
There are those who fantasize
Many people will improvise.
I know a few who tantalize
Even resort to marginalize
Those who are short in size,
Which will often destabilize
Because they may internalize,
Which is not always wise!
Three times a week, I advise,
It’s a good thing to exercise!

Written August 16, 2022

Rotten Games and Gotten Strange

12/27/21


Did poorly or was doing just fine
The outcome was negative or had a plus sign
Always not just sometimes
Being one of a kind
Under the moonlight and sunshine
When it took a turn for the worse or was sublime

No longer getting brushed aside
Seeking what it is that I must find
On the frontlines

Can't force it
Or forfeit
Held true or was horse

Bought it or couldn't afford it
Crystal clear or distorted
Unavoidable or able to be thwarted

Saw it coming from the crows nest
Meanwhile, most think they know best
As they struggle to clean up their own mess
Very quick to protest
In their ways they are so set

For the greater good or due to greed it was commercialized
All of this, I could not internalize
Something still stirs inside
It's tragic that humans and animals got burned alive

Better be something you're sure about
Or it'll have an unsuccessful turnout
Close and far from any birdhouse

So many rotten games
It has gotten strange
All about the profit gains
Not any pocket change

Premium Member Frolic Is the Word

Frolic is one of my ultimate favorite words; it feels like skipping
Leading me to fancy, fabulous, fabulific, funny, favorable flipping
It has a jazziness to it that is dazzling and delightful
It makes my childlike self-internalize and be more insightful.
Frolic is a word that brings me quickly into a mood for playful dance.
A word that uplifts my heart and makes me want to neigh and prance.
I try to not use it in every lighthearted, joyful poem that I write. 
But this is not easy, for it comes quickly makes missives feel right.

Stoicism

Why busy yourself with trivial matters

Or waste your thoughts on climbing social ladders 

Fitting in line and always doing what you’re told

Then forced to feel that regret when you’re wrinkly and old

My path is different, not paved, yet seldom walked

It requires great effort to be seen and unlocked

The way of the stoic, many have heard of the word

And is quickly discarded; perhaps viewed as absurd

Not for the virtue, the ideals or contemplations 

But for the fact that it challenges rigid, lazy foundations 

It teaches you to internalize that life is love and pain

Endure the bad and the good and try not to complain

The premise is balance, wisdom, and acceptance 

To love working all your life for understanding and transcendence 

So love fiercely my friend and fight all of your battles 

Fill your mind with wisdom and unbind your needless shackles

Premium Member A Poets Song

A song to express myself arose
To help me grow my heart and mind I chose
To internalize, feed and bloom
A bit of salt and pepper sprinkle 
on my hungry soul
And so I wrote a poem.

A quiet place, filled with calm and silence
The song of birds, the whisper of a breeze
through the rustling of the leaves
Awakening my silent heart
And so I wrote a poem

With eyes open wide I look up at the sky
A piece of amazing blue or 
a strangely shaped cloud
A sunrise or a sunset or a big grey expanse
Or the stars and the moon
And so I wrote a poem.

For the people in my life
A parent or a child, a neighbour or a friend
The chance to send some sweet thoughts 
for the love in our hearts to flow
And so I wrote a poem.

13.10.2020
And so I wrote a poem
Sponsor: John lawless.

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