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With thanks to the Environmental Defense Fund,
Advice from ecosystemic pantheists
PENGUIN:
Dive into life;
Avoid undiving into dying, stagnating in reverse-time ruminations.
Appreciate regenerative daydreams;
Depreciate decomposing nightmares.
Take long intuitive wilderness walks
away from short deductive domesticated pathways.
Stand together;
Avoid falling apart.
Go extra cooperative miles
rather than staying stuck
in competing monocultural piles
of divestment away from
polycultural health.
Keep your cool;
Sweep your warm incarnation stretch
into excarnational meanings,
hot co-arising vocations.
GLACIER:
Carve your own path
opening to bipartisan polypaths.
Go eco-slow
by stopping ego-too-fast.
Channel your strengths
with ecosystemic decomposition
of dissonant weaknesses.
Smooth the way for others
by struggling with your own anthro-supremacist addictions.
Keep moving rationally forward
which is not irrationally backward.
Avoid meltdowns,
Embrace freeze up frames
of dipolar co-arising balance.
Be cool, trusting,
by becoming empathically warmer.
SEA TURTLE:
Swim with the current;
Fly with bilateral enlightenment.
Be a good navigator;
Become a self-as-other optimizing listener,
follower of Earth's nutrition.
Stay calm under pressure,
Grow resonance with wu wei midway
slower resilient revolutions.
Be well traveled, outbound,
to become less homebound,
paranoic inbred.
Think long term;
Feel short-term compassion.
Age gracefully;
re-ligiously childlike.
Spend time at the beach,
invest space in one surfing ocean
of nurturing dreams.
POLAR BEAR:
Live large;
anthro-die down toward (0) Earthcentric.
Be thick-skinned;
Become transparently inter-religious.
Sniff out opportunities;
taste internal crisis, risk.
Learn some good icebreakers;
Unlearn some mad meltdowns.
Be fearless;
Become peace co-empathic messiahs.
Keep it cool,
not so much climatic warming
of melting EarthTribe landscapes.
Stream
Spring strings
Pure pearl plops
Drops from droplets
Frost-filled flimsy flakes
Foaming, frothing, fizzing
Free flawless faithful flowing
Filling pits and ruts and trenches
Plummeting into coarse craggy cracks
Mingles with mighty waters of wide seas...
Do divine waters leave the streams alone?
Droplets to die down in Hades zone?
gorgeously glamorous glow gone?
Nay, at the early next morn
Gloomy cloudy fogs torn
Droopy drops airborne
Toward skies drawn
Move withdrawn
Full blown
Rain
19 February 2022
E Forms- Etheree - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Silent and docile, like the lamb
The trees sit focused on the afternoon breeze
Arms tossing to and fro amid the gusts
Whispering softly to all who pass by
Quiet and mild, like the lamb
The trees begin to bend their hands
Down toward the carpeting below them
A crimson array of passionate forest
Unspoken and warm, like the lamb
The trees slowly reach toward the wafts
Of humid air that is alive with the clothes
The trees keep tossing off their long limbs
Hushed and submissive, like the lamb
The trees lose all the colors that had graced them
With fashions from golds, ambers and scarlet
Flamboyant shades that now lie covering the ground
Voiceless and pleasant, like the lamb
The trees call out to be remembered for what they are
Individual species with all the colors of fall
Enlivening and sweetening their call
Like the lamb, who was crucified for all
These trees die down in the fall
Leaving only their clothing strewn on the lawn
Like the lamb, they arise again when God calls
The world hurtles on unmindful
Leaving behind those who cannot keep pace
So many are under constant grind
To earn a square meal a day
On deserted streets many roam
Their stomachs empty, their bowels growling
They have nothing to rejoice, only to grieve
For them, joy is an unknown flavor
They too are rightful heirs to Nature’s bounty
Yet fate decrees for them a dismal course!
They are smothered under poverty’s bleak embrace
Over their ashen sky, dark clouds gather round
In dingy make shift dwellings,
Many cram together under tin sheets,
Braving the sun and the inclement weather
Wallowing in dirt and filth with flies for company
They see the stars luminous through cracked roofs
And weave dreams of better times
But soon their dreams go crashing down
Sinking in the knowledge that life is brutally unfair
The callously unfeeling men strut past them
Deaf to their ballads of sad refrain
And their unheard moans die down
In the alleys where darkness strangulates light!
(Their fate often sparks embers of pain in me)
Jan. 17. 2022
Your Choice Again Poetry Contest
Sponsor - Brian Strand
When I think of you, I think of you as my color yellow.
Bright, beautiful, happy and drawing in like the sun. Your energy is captivating. Your love is warm and full, giving me a hug so tight and embracing not letting go.
I don’t want to let go and at times I seek shade.
The color of you will eventually fade but your light shines bright within my chest as it beats.
You are my living testimony of my favorite color. My favorite heat wave from the chemistry of our love on this earth exists.
Hydrogen and oxygen will never die down our fire. You are my sun, the light that I desire.
It rained for three days
Constant outpouring awakens
The dry river to life again
A little farther besides our home
I hear the rumbling sound
Of water slowly snaking though
Descending, bulldozing its might
Pushing those like foam and debris
Downward plaining going farther
I can't wait for my outburst feeling
Whether I be sad, fear or happy
Sad cause by the inundation
Of what if it will go to flooding
And cause damage to land and properties
Fear of natural disaster to happen
Happy for our root crops ration with water
The rain did not stop its fury
I was tamed for three days in seclusion
Looking outside observing the effect
Slowly the rain die down its anger
Slowly also the river begun to calm down
Almost a day also the river dries up
And it goes back to totally back to sleep
That's when my fear and sadness also cease
Back to normal, life goes on to live.
a rustle of wind
persists&
voices die down
a candle flame
rises
the stained glass
illuminates
in a symphony
of purple
decorative
traces
foreshadow
the positive
designed
to constrain
&yet
appreciate
in the lifelike &
raucous
conceptual
innuendo
so
expressive
with an
alternative
tension
so mundane
this predilection
is somewhat ironic
with a
spellbound
novel advantage
within
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
Masha Amini was an Iranian woman who was kept captive in jail for clamoring for Women’s Rights. Later she died in police custody under suspicious circumstances. Her death led to widespread civil unrest and protests. This is in the voice of Masha/ Civil uprising in Iran-Year, 2022
What crime did I do to deserve this?
To be brutally beaten and imprisoned?
When rapists, rogues and robbers roam scot-free
What crime did I do to deserve this persecution?
I am a woman of self-respect and dignity
I believe man and woman have equal rights
I wish to see my sisters walk in dignity
I can’t but rebel against all man-made manacles,
That bind a woman’s hands and legs,
Putting shackles on her mind, and body.
My mind revolts when we can’t walk free.
So offensive it is to cover our heads with hijab
And wrap ourselves in several folds of linen.
I feel it a blatant denial of human rights.
I am sure the unreasonable restrictions imposed,
Will smother and cripple the fair sex.
I am allegedly arrested and am now in prison bars,
For violating and disrespecting Iran’s ‘Modesty code’
The fanatics dream that with my death,
The clamor for freedom will die down.
I am sure it will only blaze fierce in future days,
Thousands will join, holding hands,
Pledging their solidarity for a common cause,
Drawing inspiration from me and women like me.
Again, our shrieks for freedom,
Can never be stifled or silenced.
In cloistered darkness, I wait,
Hoping to witness a bright sunrise.
All this while things will be better
That is what we heard from our forefathers
Exactly from our elders
In our turn, the same thing on the button
When will we stop this affliction?
Africa cessation power from the
White to have full control of their country
Everyday Billions of money is going out
We only heard of it
Without know it payback
Our companies die down of token amount
Our schools is shack
Lantern to light
Our roads is down at heel
We own fuel yet we are still
Suffering for it
Poverty rampant the country
Derelict house is unaccountable as well as vagrant
Everyday they are receiving medals for serving their country
With all their might
Yet it is lie upon lie
They are riding exotic cars and living in mansion
They are using the interest of all as their own gain
When will you stop putting your people in dangers?
Very soon you will fall, you that are
Taint to our nation
The sea of true is as high as mountain
No matter how fast your lie can run
7/6/2015
Seems long ago - a distant time, at first when I saw you
My heart did leap within my chest; was love to spring anew?
I should have known, I couldn't see, enthralled I was with you
The guard that was upon my heart had lifted and withdrew
When from the start our passion flowed - so intimate were we
We'll stand a test of time and stay as close as two can be
Long walks beneath the twilight skies and joyous times we shared
We spoke of secrets buried deep and still our passion flared
Betrayal! sudden and complete - a knife has pierced my heart!
Your other "lover" on the phone?!? You Cheater!! It's time to part!!
Oh ache, oh heartache go away; sweet sleep, please come to me
These tears, these rolling tears must stop - I need to be set free!
How sad it is when love runs cold; Loves' flames die down and wane
The mind is filled with memories; the heart is wracked with pain
Too long I've felt this emptiness in finding you untrue
And though I'm filled with sadness now - I'll cry no more for you