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These times do frighten us, so what to do?
It's up you to be upbeat and to negatives, do eschew.
I have brought out my small, white Christmas tree and lit it.
I just stared and marveled at the tree, as I did with joy sit.
I keep it on both day and night now, it glimmers so poetic.
The white tree with mulit- colored lights~delightfully epic.
The magic of sans-news makes my peaceful day.
As the fears that news creates in me, were magically allayed.
I amusingly, fancied myself, a seer of sorts!
Till I heard Wisconsin suggested people put Christmas lights on their house!
(Ah, better than Packer sports.)
This is our time to appreciate and love one another.
Face to face contact, in real time, cannot by the Internet be smothered!
This, too, shall pass as it is written.
The Corona Virus hardly will do mankind in, though some will be smitten.
Remember the numbers never tell the co-morbidity rates.
Just follow directions, pray to God, that he provides you a good fate.
To those of us in isolation, this is no time to mope.
Rise up poet, think of others like you, and revel in hope!
With my love and support!
Panagiota Romios, California
March 25, 2020
7:30pm PST
(Cinderella)
Dainty slipper of glass shined in sun ray,
she had lost on her hurried run away.
Entranced prince made ardent vow
to find her somewhere somehow,
place it on her pretty feet come what may.
(Snow white and seven dwarfs)
She was lying in deep sleep, the prince found
her beauty was astoundingly profound.
He kissed her with perfection,
she woke up from dejection,
rare rapture she sensed for long all around.
(Alice in wonderland)
The Hatter was mad as much he could be,
handing round infinite cups of hot tea.
With puzzles and melody
they wandered along in glee
through the confusion, amusingly free.
(Sleeping beauty)
The prince found her asleep, face sweet with flair,
he kissed her with affection and with care.
She woke up with entranced eyes,
got filled with joy in surprise,
expelled the curse with flashy flicker rare.
If Eastern co-redemption
integrates unitarian-longing bodhisattvas
perhaps
Western peace-salvation
engages universal-belonging messiahs.
When highly functioning just-us
CONSCIENtious organic bodies
also fill
1 eco-zone of co-redemptive dancing
Then deeply flowing peace-full
RELIGious sacred minds
also become
0-ego-zone of salvific
EarthPatriotic/GaiaMatriotic
resonantly singing
resilient dancers.
Just because relationships resonantly rhyme
doesn't mean they are always
and everywhere True
AND
Because resilient correlations rhyme
throughout reasoned time
and seasoned space
also does not kindly mean we are never
and nowhere
not amusingly
not paradoxically
falsely empty when not truly full
messianic universal singers
bodhisattva unitarian dancing
EarthPatriotic sacred wealth songs
not not GaiaMatriotic organic health dancing
Just as PolyNomial animism
OR
Not PolyNomial monotheism
open questions
may invite
Universally PolyCultural
AND NOT
Not Unitarian PolyAmorous
co-passionately communicated
re-ligious cobinary responses
If Animistic eco-redemptive dancing
invites unitarian-longing bodies
of organic bodhisattvas
perhaps
Monotheistic ego-salvific singing
engages universal-belonging minds
of sacred co-messiahs.
there was a lady about 52
she looked so sad and oh so blue
when i pass each day she would wave
a wave of love back was what i gave
i noticed that she would stare into space
perhaps she found comfort in a world some other place
when i pass each evening she would wish me good night
i replied similarly because it was only right
one sunny day about half past ten
i noticed a particular groove that she was in
she has antiquated headphones on sitting on a fountain
then she sang amusingly off key 'first there is a mountain....'
it is then, all of a sudden, an idea in my head did reach
out of the sky blue i ask 'would you like to go to the beach'
her eyes lit up and 'yes' she quickly nodded
laughing heavily, i replied 'okay, okay, i got it'
we get to the access and as we walked near,
i realized that she was wiping away many a tear
i did not pry and ask what was wrong
i just folded her arm in mine and moved us along
we found a cool spot in the sand and to my delight
her space turned into a landing as she looked left and me right
we took it all in and the vibe we would gleefully devour
little did we know that passed by was many an hour
we looked at each other and laughed till slightly hoarse
we knew that it was time to depart and take the familiar course
she thanked me with a hug and told me her dream was fulfilled
i ignored the hidden meaning due to being so emotionally thrilled
three weeks had passed and i saw no sign of her
i wondered if she moved on because a Special Blessing did occur
it is then an old man tapped me on the shoulder and said
'two days after y'all's beach day, she had a heart attack and fell dead'
Mama warthog decided it was time,
To take her two piglets for a walk,
She wanted to take them up a steep climb
For it would make them strong, but first had a talk
With her young ones, about many a predator
Out there, who were always on the hunt,
They listened to Mom did Lester and Hector,
So off they went, Mama led from the front.
This was their first time on a grown up’s walk,
They tarried a bit playing hide and seek
On the way, Mama scolded them, see that hawk,
She explained, his talons are long, his beak,
Sharp and he will swoop down and grab
You both with a fearsome might
Relishing and gorging himself outright.
Oh my gosh, oh dearie me,
Think how sad Dad and I would be,
Warthogs having an excellent, keen sense of smell,
Putting Mama on the alert,
As her piglets were playing,
And having fun frolicking and exploring
In the dense African bush, its voice
Whispering, what a delicious meal for lions on
The prowl, Mama knew so well, if the lions could
Steal them from her, they would
Devour every morsel and leave their bones
To the vultures.
Uneasy, she collected her youngsters,
And began their return trip home, showing them
How to forage for bulbs to eat, by digging
With their tusks whilst on their elbows.
Amusingly when they were running home all three
Tails stuck straight up like radio antenna.
Well, this little warthog family got home safely,
The piglets had their first lessons in the wild,
No predators thankfully crossed their path
This day!
It is quite common to kiss injuries on those wee.
At three, my son asked to have bath autonomy.
I tossed a washcloth, then stood where he could not see.
Soon, he called out words that amusingly shook me,
"Mom, it washed sore, come kiss ouchy on my pee-pee."
Shopping, strolling him down the grocery store aisle
where female hygiene products are sorted in piles,
my son, age four, earnestly said, "When I'm grown, I'll
buy all these things with flowers on them for my wife."
His words styled a smile in me that would last for life.
I used mild-applied wooden spoons for mood anchors.
This set me up for disgust from food cart flankers
when my son yelled, "Look Mom, a hole bag of spankers."
My child, four, eyed that, not the shelved Power Rangers?
I hoped no one would report child welfare dangers.
Once, when a minister summed up his sermon's span
asking "Who's the greatest force in the universe?",
my son, at five, stood up with some dramatic plan.
Lifting his toy hero as high as small ones can,
he enthusiastically declared, "Batman!"
Thoughts of vacation, developed my fav word pearl,
"How many times do I wake up before Disney World?"