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Attendants
Attendants once were happy in the ancient mansion
Made of sand and granite by the cliff
How fortuitous to be employed in these harsh times
Tending to the mundane chores and sober orders
The rule of life for functionaries is to fulfill the reasonable requests
I guess things must have changed in history between the shadows
The help demand more benefits and pay
My servants used to bring me, one vitamin for breakfast
Champagne or absinthe were always there to wash it down
I had one worker for each arm and leg
The four of them became uniquely useless
So what if I forgot their names and birthdays
They still get paid and have definable obligations
Incongruities and inconsistencies will not be tolerated
Attendants are attendants one and the same
Now they play all day
Overlook the cliff at ships and crashing waves below
Sometimes all four gather shells down there and swim the shallows
Or gather pine cones to throw around into tomorrow
In their spare time they take me out like trash
One of them on each arm and leg and toss me in the yard
Being old and feeble I cannot walk or get around myself
I get by on rain water and bugs that happen by
The servants have taken over the old gray mansion
They copulate inside and left me here to die
Entered Contest on - 12/05/14 - "ONE OF YOUR BEST" - Poetry contest
EVIL FLIRT
The first dance with you,with my flirting beats
makes you shy at first.
the hands on your waist hold you tight in my arms
with the shyness with a warm hug you dance
when you talk like a baby girl and i reply on you
like a kid than sweet anger on your face makes me smile
The melodies sound of water fall ,
sound of air breeze your long hair touches my face
Eyes of undefinable beauty,trying to flirt with my words but
its hard to do cause of non definable gorges,adorable,delightful,
hot,cutie person cant be define with a words
like color of red cant be take out from a rose
taste of green apple cant be delicious as you words
my words fall on your feet but your EVIL FLIRT cant
be describe i love you
with love all
jagdish bajantri
Young Again***
The true story tells of a boy
Whose near-death experience
Took him on a tour of heaven.
The movie trailer shows the boy
Unable to recognize a photo of his
Elderly, deceased grandfather...
Until he sees a photo of grandpa as
A young man-about-town of which
The boy says, “Oh, I everyone
Is young in heaven!” And,
Like most, I felt joy at the idea —
Mostly the idea of joint pain relief
To be found in a heavenly re-gained
youth;
But then, I got to thinking:
How young is young-again in
heaven?
Perhaps, one should be old enough
To read or use a telescope?
Do our souls become legal at 21?
Is 40 too old to let me reunite
With my husband for eternity?
What of the souls who did not
Find their love for Jesus until 60?
Is the peak of life definable by age?
Is it the distance or the depth
Of the soul that is sought? And,
When is the how that is measured?
Is 33 our cut-off? I think that is
When I began real life kindergarten.
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(C) sally young eslinger 4/21
gravitating together,
children - puffy fat in snowsuits - grasp
one another's mittened hands,
in-line unison,
their fall backwards into a soft ridge of snow
kid-laughter dances on the bending wind of cold
saturated tones of silliness
freefall play
repeated in fresh drifts with puckish twists
newfound layers of warmth
with ruddy, winter-worn complexions
an untroubled time
in the bruised abundance of snow
etched by imprints
winter's candy floss to children
life-loving voices that torch the chilling air
with joy
before heartbreak is definable
before bindings shape their toil
Poem composed February 20, 2022
On The Lighthouse Watch
From the ocean floor rocks grew over time
Reached the surface, gray black boulders on the day peeked through
Open air exposed them as they spiraled up in jagged angles
They came to inspire lighthouse, beams of light and dreams
Blasting across the skies and seas, across the universe immortalized
Across the bows of ships and fleets of war with scores to settle
Inevitably, eventually, to retreat into the sea
Restoring, reassuring nature’s paths of life and light on ocean top
Solid as the foundation’s rocks that hold it steady in the storm
A warning beacon kept by a castle keeps old man
Who tends his lights like shepherds mind their sheep
Reaching out forever, rolling on the mist of tranquility
Holding sky and unencumbered seas immobilized within its boundaries
Keeper on the walls keeps watch for gradual movements of gravitation
Their names evolve as ingredients for a storm
The forces here named as follows; wave and wind
When woken from the sea they wake as fierce and dangerous
Their elements congregate to raw obedience as time and tide repeat
Watchers of the definable lighthouse hold unflappable
Bashing waves withdrawal like flooding tears
Streaming down the cheeks of etched out rocks
The one bright flashing eye of light, does not cry
It penetrates the darkest nights and wildest storm
And holds back imposing waves once more
“Tamam Shud”
Handsome comes
as handsome goes
forgotten
not missed
lies waiting
intestate
a code
undeciphered
Mystery in the end -
far more interesting
answers calling
something whispers:
"Death -
open gate ...
Come in"
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
"Spin Spin Sugar" / Sneaker Pimps
https://youtu.be/uGPdpWbg5bU
"Police found a book nearby
from which,
the piece of paper was torn -
the works of a 12th century poet -
and on the inside cover
found some sort of code,
and a local telephone number."
1. Tamam Shud Case
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tamam_Shud_case
2. "The man, fully dressed in a business suit, was found propped against the seawall at Somerton Park Beach, in southern Adelaide, on December 1, 1948."
https://www.abc.net.au/news/2020-10-08/new-animation-shows-face-of-mystery-somerton-man/12717590
3. Somerton Man/Blog
https://tomsbytwo.com/2021/02/02/two-definable-patterns-in-the-tamam-shud-code/
4. Somerton Man/CasoCriminal
https://casocriminal.org/en/unsolved-cases/mystery-of-the-somerton-man-taman-shud-case/
5. Tamam Shud / translate.
"In Persian "tamam" is a noun that simply means "the end" and it can also be used in the sense when something is finished or completed. The "shud" bit on the end is an auxiliary verb that puts it into the past tense, so "tamam shud" means "ended" or "finished".
6. Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rubaiyat_of_Omar_Khayyam
7. Edward Fitzgerald (poet)
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edward_FitzGerald_(poet)
8. ASIO
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Australian_Security_Intelligence_Organisation
9.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/RAAF_Woomera_Range_Complex
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Radium_Hill
Psychological Science/Criminology,
double major.
LYRICS/ "Spin Spin Sugar", Sneaker Pimps
https://genius.com/Sneaker-pimps-spin-spin-sugar-lyrics
I define myself
without false immodesty
as definable and
indefinable. I'm friend
of beauty, defender
of love guardian
of friendship...
I'm metaphor, I'm carbon
of organic links
I'm quantum physics
and I'm a mystery...
I'm a burning coal black
to light brotherhood fires
chains that link human to divine...
I am light of many lights
and abyss of deep recesses
but always in search of knowledge...
I am the synthesis of all that
inhabited me and inhabit
thanks to the Superior... !
By this grace I am today
POET!
PS Immodesty as long as i AM sure OF what i AM... A SON OF GOD
that makes me feel strong AND brave to face adversities OF the world
Solid Ideas
A solid idea has a myriad of concrete corners
When you step off the curb take one with you and iron boots
It follows you with definable mass and weight
With cold hard facts to anchor
A solid idea is one that is frozen in time chiseled
Like a statue of hard marble it is always there
Asphalt and trees fill in the landscape by the river
Solid ideas sometimes bathe in the sun by the banks
Hold on to railings of the ship if you should sail there
Metallic footwear will not save you
If you float down the stream of consciousness
Or away into the atmosphere
The edges of street blocks are covered in salt
Under a microscope the crystalline structures take shape
Are cube like forms bunched together
A solid idea is one that grips you firm like that
It replaces, displaces water on the brain
I keep my solid ideas locked up
In chains, in basements, in refrigerators
To be taken out on special occasions
Poured over ice to thaw conversations
Systems,
like wind and respiration energy,
like climate and cultural integrity,
like social and economic co-invested synergy,
are not tangible individually identifiable
autonomously definable
apartisan Things,
Systems are made of naturally wealthy,
and continue for spiritually healthy, relationships,
whether win/lose or win/win,
And so, systems are not easily available
accessible
engaged
embraced for merely deductive
LeftBrain dominant processing,
Either truly healthy
Or falsely pathological
analysis
Of fertile evolving Both/And change
And more doubtful WinOrLose paralysis.
Systems,
democratically healthy
and less PatriCapitalist
autocratically pathological,
are more resonantly nuanced
thinker/feelers
in-between medians,
double-boundary means
and narrow win/win ways
of and for
restoring indigenous EarthJust syntheses.
Resilient constellations
of health/wealth organic relationships
felt before heard,
wounded before healed,
blindly heard before seen
Including inter-reconnecting sacred communion
of Eastern bodhisattvas
and Western green cooperative messiahs
Before we were PatriCapitalist communities
longing to return
to co-passionate global Win/Win
golden rule communication
Empowering and enlightening
difficult dialogue
in-between
Cooperatively appositional
nonviolent miscommunicants
severating back in time
from forth
into Earth's healthy revolving
space
Devolving nihilistic Lose/Lose
discommunicating chaos.
Entropy
does not a complex binomial system
nondualistically make
naturally healthy
and spiritually wealthy
or re-indigenously wise.