Long Coordinate Poems

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Premium Member Just Stating the Obvious Poetry Contest

enabled now for co-creation
our free will chooses
either blissful joy or agitation

within vibrant void of stillness 
ego thoughts rested
that that is is bliss in fullness

clues abound we see them not
as each breath renews
fickle attention in fears fraught

we shine bright as love and light
bewildered by shadows
delusion veiling wrong from right

looking in within what do we see
attachments fleeting
stagnation therein cause of ennui

identity dissolves in joy continuum 
desire births anxiety
soul free devoid of ego residuum

life a flow not a fixed coordinate
yet we fuel passion
oblivious to bliss pulse that elates

be to become at ease as the breeze
unfettered unbound 
celebrating in embrace and release 

17-April-2021

‘Just stating the obvious poetry contest’ poetry contest
Sponsor: Brother Jacob

8-tercets, with 1st & 3rd line rhyming
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Senior Prom

The Senior Prom was the social event of the school year!
I approached the occasion with great humility and fear.
Never knowing if I could get a date caused me apprehension,
But finding someone to go greatly eased my tension!

So many things for this momentous gala to prepare.
Rent a tuxedo and to the barber to clip my hair.
'Round the room with sister to practice the dance,
And brush up on the social skills my suavity to enhance!

As the great day neared I washed and waxed the car.
Everything must be perfect, nothing the affair to mar.
I shined my shoes and chose a corsage for a dollar;
Never mind that I didn't coordinate with her the color!

I donned my ill-fitting tux and reeked of Old Spice.
Her Mom greeted me saying, "My, you look nice!"
Swishing into the room perfectly coifed, in elegant gown,
Tottering on high heels, she tripped and nearly fell down!

At the banquet in the gym I tried to do my very best,
But despite it all, managed to slop sauce upon my vest!
Although there were chaperones and frustrations galore,
'Twas worth it all as she kissed me goodnight at her front door!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (© All Rights Reserved)
Form: Rhyme

Parallel lines

Parallel lines never cross, they usually meet after dark; parallel lines never intersect because they have similar depth, parallel lines coordinate for they have indefinite slope and they usually meet at the gates.

Take me to Florida keys  and let me show you something that you cannot see; the ocean is flowing ahead of time and it is moving along two parallel lines, but if you look close enough , you will see something that your eyes refuse to trust, there is a third line that crosses two parallel lines, and create the divine. 

The climate is changing and many hearts are breaking, there is not much luster left in the sun and the age of compromise is over and done, and nature is on the run. It will take you to places where you have never been, and it will expose your youthful sins. Parallel lines are moving with time, so change your dirty shoes before you attempt to cross the line.

Take a look at the blatant skies and examine the truth before you die, it is written on every page, and it will expose your biological age. It tells the truth about your youth, your real mother’s name, your father’s name, your sisters and brothers, your grandmother and your grandfathers. The parallel lines tell it all.

I woke up this morning before daybreak, and I felt a strong energy all over the place; the moon is still in its orbit, and the cloud was in line with two parallel lines. Where they were going, I just don’t know but it was a beauty to look at the show. I trust what I see and sometimes I trust what I cannot see. It is that brief moment that you spend when the lion escapes out of the den, raging through the forest searching for a prey but the parallel line was running the other way.

There is a message waiting for you with a mandate of what to do; the terminals are not clear, and the cars are parking too near. Open the space a little more so that moon gravity can expand on the floor, it is more than sixteen percent of the earth’s gravity or one sixth percent of the earths weight. Don’t procrastinate; be there before it is too late.

When two parallel lines meet, they will rapture your heartbeat, they have so much in common and they will surely give you a helping hand if you cross the land. When two parallel lines meet your trouble will cease.

Premium Member Our Autobiography

finding ourselves here
awareness self-aware
ensouling form feeble 
sensory touch external
our lower mind stirring
found ego urges rising
oft against conscience 
throttling our innocence 
reinforcing this torture
veiling love hues subtler 
until we became dead
going where desires led
in cyclic joy and sorrow
fearful of the morrow
anchored in narrowness 
living in stuporousness 

over time we did realise
that love never does size
playful non-judgmental 
ever vibrant and amiable
aglow moment to moment 
in joy without abatement 
continuum heart centric
imbibing currents eclectic 
simply flowing like breeze
we embrace and release
when thoughts disappear
as waves of bliss spear
magically and osmotically 
vivifying form beauteously 
representing flow of life
devoid of ego borne strife

getting to this recognition 
we opt for polarity rotation
resting thought fragmented 
identity driven and limited
releasing flow of attention
in vibrant void of cessation 
wherein in childlike trust go
wherever winds of love blow
with no trace of expectation 
as also sense of anticipation 
welcoming offered surprise 
there being no ego to apprise
whereupon one with universe
aligned with the divine verse
thus in but not of this world
innate blissfulness unfurled 

choosing to abide in silence
we rekindle loving innocence 
as Gods essence boundless
ever entwined with oneness
this earth is our play centre
where in joy we may canter
mind body but an interface
being breathed by His grace
thus no doing need be done 
save exiting ego stagnation 
fixated not at any coordinate
tranquil in stillness sedate
melding head with our heart
with all one and none apart
is-ness of being-ness bliss
Gods hand continues to bless

05-March-2021
Form: Rhyme

What Happens, Happens

Written By:  D. Collins 12/24/24



What happens to us will happen to us, alone.
Through every day of our lives, until we're gone.
Each path is different for every one of us.
What happens will be fate, or a stroke of luck.


There'll be times when bad fate rears its ugly head.
That's when we learn that we're so ill-prepared.
We go into a panic and see the walls closing in.
Never understanding that it was going to happen.


We can envision, coordinate, and plan to a tee.
But life steps in to reveal what is reality.
It has detours, hills, and plenty of pit stops.
What happens will happen, whether we want it or not.


Premium Member Ashtavakra Gita Verse 2:21-2:22

2.21
“I see no differences or separation
Even the multitudes appear
as a single formless desert
To what should I cling?”

2.22
“I am not the body
I do not have a body
I am Awareness, not a person
My thirst for life bound me
to a seeming of life”


As we make our daily entrée 
In our seeing what do we see

Searching for happiness we sweat & toil
Yet each fleeting joy, suffering does foil

Comes a time we tire of chasing the rainbow
Looking within we truly wish to know

The realisation then is simply this
Divine love alone renews unending bliss

Rejecting then as unreal all forms fleeting
We embrace dynamic stillness as the Divine pulse beating

The One dividing Itself into two as Self & self
Love multiplying exponentially pouring Itself into itself 

Everything energy and energy vibration
Doing nothing we ascend by simply being in resonation

In renewal of unending continuation 

(19-August-2019)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Verse revisited on 24-October-2021

When we, this feeble mind-body entity
Exit stagnation, reclaiming tranquil serenity
Slowly, the false drops away, we cease to sway
We are ensconced in blissful rapture, night and day
Our hollowed out form becomes pure and empty
Magnetised by thunderous bliss in continuity 
We slowly recognise interconnectedness 
Knowing by grace underlying oneness

Here, within this reflected universe
Divine aligned, we sing the love verse
Identity vaporised, fears and desires cease
Devoid of attachments, we flow like the breeze
In but not of this world, as a beacon of love and light 
We see everything through nonjudgmental sight
In childlike trust accepting life flow as it is
Aglow within the throbbing bliss fizz

We seek neither material nor ethereal
There is nothing here, save the divine miracle
Each coordinate of the Ferris wheel has equal appeal
Only that that does not come and go, being real
We play out our earth role in as ordained
Unfettered, unbound, soul unstained
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Circle Gets the Square

A  is for algebra, where numbers are represented by letters
 B  is for base, a base ten number  system is much better

 C  is for circle, it goes round and round
 D  is for degree, in a circle, 360 are found

 E  is for equation, an assertion of the equality of two expressions
 F  is for fraction, it's the ratio of two expressions

 G  is for graph, a diagram showing the relationship betwen two numbers
 H  is for hypotenuse, a triangle's longest side, easy to remember

 I   is for integer, positive or negative numbers that are whole
 J  is for justification,  proof of a solution, so  I'm told

 K  is for kilometer, that's almost a mile
 L  is for line, it has one dimension and can go on for a while

 M  is for median, the most common value in a group
 N  is for numerator, its the top number in a fraction, like a hoop

 O  is for octagon,  the number of sides are eight
 P  is for pentagon, it has five sides  and that's great

 Q  is for quotient, the result of a division
 R  is for ratio, the relationship between two expressions

 S  is for square, with equal sides of four
 T  is for triangle, it has three sides, no more

U is for unit, a standardized quantity
V   is for volume, the quantity of a three dimensional entity

W is for whole number of which there are a lot
X is for x- axis, the horizontal axis for  coordinates , a plot

Y  is for y- axis, the vertical axis  a coordinate system brings
 Z  is for zero , it's not  even one thing

We talked about fractions. circles, and squares
Next, we'll explore lions,  tigers,  and bears
© Joseph May  Create an image from this poem.

Turn Around

I’m hating myself for the person I’ve become 
I’m different to all And not just some 
I swear a chimp would succeed more than me 
isolation my best friend I believe
Intelligence is there but I live like I’m dumb 
progression always stalls 
I guess I’m a chump
I left it to fate when I went for suicide 
it was chance pure chance 
I really should’ve died 
there’s no reason at all 
that I would be found 
I thought I’d be placed 
6 foot underground
So I live with this hate that I have for myself 
I will never have a family with this mental health
I must have been Hitler in my last life
Cus nothing good occurs just misery and strife 
Left-handed right handed ADHD 
depression self loathing and anxiety, 
I’m sick to death of how I be it keeps me inside 
every day I say I’ll fight then I just hide, 
I haven’t got a drive 
I haven’t got pride 
How can I fight 
with desire to die 
how can you make life 
when you ain’t really alive 
then I ask, 
If I feel like this I should be proud I survive
Trying to finish me off but can’t stop my stride,
And if I ever meet depression in the physical form
I will inflict more damage than a biblical storm,
I think the anger hands me an angle
but unsighted what good is a candle 
senses blind and the brain sits tangled
but the body fresh able not mank or mangled, 
in a fight I fight if I can coordinate 
if you move and think you can harness strength 
Sighted unsighted you ain’t damned or too late
If you can move and think you must operate
change your world if it’s bringing you down 
climb up it laugh and clown around 
Cus everybody is destined for the ground 
when everyone stays no thoughts sight or sound
so taste the air the nectar and flair 
allow the dreams that are not there 
smell the roses get caught on the nettles 
And if life is bad refuse to settle
I’m not thinking of the person I’ve become
but what I can build what can be done 
I miss the people the scenes and sun 
why am I sitting when the option is run 
why am I thinking of what is and has been
wiped the hate and mean clear so the knocker is clean 
set out and enjoy the dreams achievable 
always be positive because the air is breathable 
Reach for the impossible however unbelievable 
I stand unbeaten and therefore unbeatable
© Nick Trim  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Morning Meditation

Deep inhalation and exhalation
breaths initially activate
relaxation, attributed to stress,
tension, unconscious vectors 
woefully agglomerate
ache'n to gangrenous jackknifing noggin 

dichotomy to alleviate
cognitive clog analogous 
to emotional obstruction
that doth constipate
in an effort to allocate
opportune psychological uplifting

state of emergent euphoria amalgamate
ting in tandem with prescription
medication to leverage mental
quiescence holistically ameliorate
counterproductive suicidal waves

riding roughshod, which repeatedly
pulsate, oscillate, and nurse qua mantra
generate breakers animate
ting my state of consciousness
incessantly inundated with said

stormy sea re: brawl mailer
daemons intent to annihilate
stealthily, jarringly,
and devastatingly annunciate
without warning a tsunami

drowning spirited lifesource,
an undesirable nihilistic thought,
I unwittingly, hatefully,
and accurately anticipate
emotional tug of war

as better angels arbitrate
struggling successfully to arrogate,
and establish erstwhile equilibrium
lest body electric will self asphyxiate
such deep seated

respiration aims to attenuate
ninety nine point nine nine nine...percent
effortlessly injecting willpower,
and survival overpowering
strength modus operandi to dominate

self destructive negative feedback loop
constantly (i.e. daily)
vying to authenticate
practiced discipline, sans shut eye
transcendent mindset to calibrate

and stymie passivity to capitulate,
where resignation writ large checkmate
ting ability to experience and consummate
spiritual ecstasy, wherefore I contemplate
the simple practice the

benefits to coordinate
setting aside absolute
value able quiet time to cultivate
blockbuster, regarding crushing
beast within that doth debilitate!

Organizers, Frightful

Next freedom coordinate, proximity build 1
My length of walk?
From origin as work
Defines energy in momentum 
Obstruction is capable mathematics from here 
On in to the document 
As sun crests new yorks harbor 
In California I awaken to writing, publishing
Shower of body is not reachable
Nor the causeway of commerce
Food procurement 
The framers cannot be gained by days end
Patterning a fold....this is that budget measure

Finish map with lifeline tent 
Proximity build 1
Copyright © kevin mathenia | Year Posted 2025


What document is, is property title declaration 
Cannot assert pre fraud rights to persons 
collected from fraud rulings

As will allowed resignation letters and speech
I retain my liberties
Exchange of documents in error
Creates bribery and non resolvable conflict 
In exchange of rights.

New transitional living document for intake
Cannot be drawn from singular unit budget measure 
No access authorization will be drawn from operator error

[email protected]

Having signed the law pre fraud
I will re draft my document myself
Published
I was given the Shangri la template lease 
for two years pre fraud

Addition of coordinate to point(s)
Coordinator points
Mobile mailbox assignment 
Postage is in fraud trail review of co conspirators
Not my publishing 

One coordinate jam in thousand oaks, no tranquility 
Operating wifi device currently 
One homekey building down here
One worse in Ventura
Oxnard mid build
Caught legislating?



Complaint has been made concerning money given to fix homeless 
Undisclosed amount 
Amount may be written off against non profit forms

Never and always a resolute alternative to a fold
Bothersome appointee
Maintains ahead of the generals adjourning?
Best wishes,

Allison Weis, James Desio and Ryan Vogt


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