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Let's go somewhere really far
Not reachable by train or car
Only via plane or ship
Let's go away, let's take a trip
Just you and I without a phone
We'll leave all those type things at home
In each other's company
What happens there we'll have to see
But I predict some lovely nights
Of romance where we'll reach new heights
Of ecstasy while mindful of
The bottom line, of which is love
To fill whatever loneliness
We each may have with soft caress
And tell each other many things
And listen to each other's dreams
And I will hold you in my arms
And whisper of your many charms
And rock you 'til you fall asleep
And kiss you softly on the cheek
And when you wake I'll be right there
Looking at your face so fair
I'll tell you that I love you, then
I'll tell it to you once again
It has been twelve years
Every one of those years
I have been turned away
by officials of the city
Twelve long years
of being on the housing waiting list
Being the only breadwinner
Times got tougher
To my children I imagine
that to them
I am a failure in many ways
No where for me to seek refuge
The only way is inside my head could convince me otherwise
What do you say to a
man living with cerebral palsy?
Who has to proof himself on all fronts
Spiritually it becomes draining
in a one room flat
He becomes out of touch
with those immediate loved ones
Wife then kids or vice versa
All freedoms are compromised
Specially the kids
As a physical impaired man
I am not much affected
Considering my boarding school days
It becomes tough
when it is an all female club
And I am the only male
and physically impaired
Mentally the impact takes its toll
There is a heaviness within me
I cannot seem to find an outlet
That's why I'm living on a page
Out of control
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liars chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
If you see me smiling
It is a front
this is how I deal with my pain
Many second job attempts fail
I am beginning to doubt myself
I sometimes stare at myself in the mirror
My wife's take on it
is that I am full of myself
That may be the case
It runs much deeper than that
Maybe I am taking her
too much along with me
But I can't help it we are close knit family
The Lord has blessed me
With three daughters
They could write
a book about me
one day if they are aspiring authors
along with my wife as their editor
Poetry is my only sanctuary
My world in black and white
I silently wish for all those material things
Things that is out my grasp of understanding
Why some of us
gets it easy and others hard
Is there a lesson
to us that are disenfranchised
or are we nearing our expiry date?
Hey, it is just a thought
along with my perception of things
Who gets to build us up?
When you hit rock bottom
What is the bottom line?
What if we get to that helpline too late?
What will they say in your obituary
Were you worthwhile living with
Or were you known to be a prick
Only time will tell
Poetry is my only sanctuary
My world in black and white
We haven't known each other long
But we've been talking like best friends
Her mannerisms are becoming second nature
A second wind the way they nurture my nerves
She's got a smile that's like a breath of fresh air
She's got me laughing more than usual
And I can’t seem to catch the air
Unusual almost scary the way we peanut butter and jelly
Me + you is becoming our own lingo
A foreign language to others
Your pauses whisper to my ears
Drumming my heart into a baseline that will never flat line
Bottom line, you are precious to me
A darling so gorgeous to me
Your feelings hit me like the waves of your diction
Tell me what my laugh says to you
Tell me how my eyes enunciate your gaze
Tell me to read the braille of your goosebumps
And I'll tell you what your poems say to me
I'll tell you how my pen says to hold you gently
Let's hold this moment softly
Because to find someone who can sculpt time
Is rare,
You make the clock move at our pace
And I'm loving the two step of our cadence
I want to lean on you the way I'm relaxing in this conversation
Destination to no end
I feel like the richest man ever with her million dollar smile
Her smile steals from my heart and I don't mind one bit
Because that smile says everything I can't
Your eyes decipher my code
I’ve never felt this comfortable with vulnerability
I love looking out the window of our lingo
Opening the door to the depth of questions
Taking me closer to you
I just want to be closer to you
But right now I'm enjoying the heart to heart
p.s. you + me is becoming my favorite song…
As I sit here penning this little ditty,
My desk is full of sprawling kitty!
This dear old inscrutable friend of mine;
I hope he has many more lives than nine!
He's just an ordinary striped ginger cat,
So fiesty, independent and fat.
His lack of noble lineage doesn't bother me;
I doubt that he's concerned about pedigree!
He has given me so much pleasure,
Even tho' he's mutilated some treasure!
What an elegant and enchanting pet.
I haven't found his contender yet!
He doesn't ask all that much of me,
Just some food and affection periodically.
I scratch his ears, stroke his fur smooth;
He in turn provides me with purring to soothe!
Maybe there are more exotic pets than a cat,
I will most certainly grant you that,
But when it comes to the bottom line,
No more noble creature did God design!
It’s the little things you notice
That make other little things in life shine.
Like an overflowing outhouse somewhere else
Makes the flush toilet at home seem great
And how this little thing
Makes you appreciate the greatness of a life
You may have disparaged out of familiarity.
The bottom line is it can always be worse,
But as our day to day life just gets better,
Softer and more luxurious
It’s easy to see our life as terrible
When others see it as blessed.
So which is it? Whose subjective view?
Beauty, comfort and appreciation,
Is always in the eye of the beholder.
Go with the flow they say,
Appreciate what you’ve got,
Because it can always get worse…
(8/16/26)
If healthiness
grows godliness,
and godliness
grows healthiness,
why not regenerousness
co-redeems Earth's shared Eden Nest?
Healthy belongings fill Yang hunger.
Sacred belonging flows through Yin nutrition.
Industrial,
like military,
revolutions
for monoculturing power and wealth
are too much Yang short-term bottom-line.
Sustainable evolutions
for matriarchal gifting polycultural flow
is what we post-millennially higher value
as just right Yin over Yang long-term
co-empowerment
co-operations
in-formations bilateral,
deductive-industrial LeftYang
reweaving inductively sustainable flow RightYin,
as particles are to waves,
as organic cells are to digest/eliminate nutritional systems,
as thymine form is to cytosine functions,
as positive fractals are to double-bound notnot zero.
As Yang industrial periods
are to Yin flow-sustaining sentences
proclaiming regeneration wins
as decomposition loses loss.
Love manufactures
where fear's angers
pass double-bound away,
if healthiness
grows godliness.
Can you love someone unconditionally?
The answer is no
Only God can love us unconditionally
Can the parent love the child unconditionally?
We'd like to think so
But it's not in us
There is just no way we can
Can I love my husband unconditionally?
I am not married
Can I love my husband unconditionally if I am married?
No the first time he messes up
He is out the door haha
Kidding aside
No I don't think I can
And you can't too either
So we can sing all we want
But the ultimate thing is
"We are not capable to"
So what can we love?
How do we love?
We love with our abilities, capacity
Love until we drop
Love until we pop
That is - tired of you
We have limits
God has no limit
He has no limitation
We do
And the bottom line is
"Don't love me till I love you"
I am just kidding
Here I go again
Limitless
Or is it "here is my limit"?
Who is to find out?
The words came to me after listening to the song "Unconditionally" by Katy Perry. T.H.
Each one of our precious children
Is different and very unique
We brought them up in the very same way
But they all have different techniques
They each look at life in a different way
Some cynical some full of fun
The fun loving ones are much like me
Enjoying each day in the sun
Before you know it the end approaches
I'm ready it's sure been a blast
We never know when our number is up
So enjoy yourself to the last
Quite philosophical wouldn't you say
Taken eight decades of living
To understand the real important things
Ignoring life's many misgivings
So there you have it, my take on life
Don't pretend to know-it-all
Just passing along some stuff I've learned
Bottom line is just have a ball
I ventured into us
Without any outcome in mind
I was content at the time
Happiness was the bottom line
Nothing could prepare me for this
The fire was put out of our bliss
How did we come to this
Unbearable twist
It is impossible to know
That love once did exist
Caught
in the confusion and mist
It is hard to forge
any reasonable outcome
Which way is the right way
A clouded judgment
could be detrimental
It is so hard and my heart ache
Lord why did you forsake
Is it something I did in the past?
Is something I miss at present?
I can't see clearly
My heart is too broken
I'm teary eyed
I was brave
to suggest separation
The truth is I am terrified
I was dumb and bold
But your grudge
is just stone cold
I tried
to resuscitate
a talk with you
It was in vain
All listening
supply was cut off
Spending my time in silence
It feels to difficult
It beats strained words
to an unwilling ear
In the past I never minded
the odd behavior
here and there
But now protecting
my interest
will be my resolve
Our disagreement
seem to pile up
It seems never solved
It's way more than pride
It hurts inside
I have been through struggling
This is internal suffering
How long will I be
subjecting myself to this hurt
I was brave enough
to embrace the fire
It feels too late for me
because I got burnt
Dear Donald,
I heard it said
it is your position
that reducing carbon emissions
and other climate therapeutic investments
are not a healthy US priority.
I also heard
it is your position
that the federal Environmental Protection Agency
is redundant,
and therefore also not a climate pathology therapeutic resource
on your national priority list.
I also heard
that Puerto Rico
and Florida
and Texas
might have benefited from more environmental protection
from the climate pathologies
that you would re-invest in nonrenewable environmental hazards
like oil fields rather than polyculturing yields,
and nationalistic patriotism
rather than Sacred EarthMatriotism.
Isn't that a bit like
encouraging arsonists to burn
during growing droughts
while also closing down the local Fire Station?
and calling that conflagration
what you had in mind
and relentlessly promised
when you ran as if for better economic government
through active abuse
where once we tolerated mere neglect?
I realize you are not an advocate for universal health and climate care.
Still
it seems we might find some healthier direction
than anti-health care and climate death bed delivery.
We are trying to adjust to lowered political
and educational
and civic
and moral
and health
and environmental therapeutic care,
but your current dive
to find the most toxic bottom line possible
is breath-taking.
Thanks so much
for constantly reminding us
what a great job you are doing.
It would otherwise
be so much more difficult to see
and smell
and feel
and hear
or in any way sense
anything beyond blundering
Business As Usual
mediocrity.
Probably your biggest fake-fan,
Gerald Oliver, EcoTherapeutic ReGenerative Designer