Long Dimension Poems
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Reason is a tool,
it can not escape the boundries of calculation as oxygen departs from blood,
logic operates on the body of algorhythems thumping along trails of faceless fates,
reason is a scavenger of possibilities matured into conclusions born from imagination,
without formulas to navigate the maze of Life's elasticity reason becomes music unplayed,
reason needs it's parent of the playground so to construct a kingdom worth caring for,
provided with an objective it can flourish as seed to stem, highlight the heroics of heaven,
Love is a hope,
confidence to dream is what it encourages, to orchestrate talent into the physical dimension,
love is the currency paying the mercenary of reason for a fort captured or erected properly,
schematics of soul lust, blueprints of God's sandbox gives direction to the 'chain reaction' of destinies,
where would purpose go to if denied sojourn in the mansions of love's capacious creativity,
love is the roadway feeding the logistics of our egocentric reason, the part of us seething for results,
tragedy is when love fails to convince reason to trust in adaptability, when smiles fail to persuade tears -
J.A.B.
SAVE THE MOTHER EARTH
Billions of years old this unique blue planet of ours
through time of tectonic turmoil fostered life’s evolution,
like the loving mother nurtured thriving things of nature.
The balance tripped as man started random exploitation.
Ravaged environment threatens disastrous climate change,
degradation of abused nature assumed global dimension.
Civilization is marching beyond the sustainable limit range,
little concerned, waiting for the doom’s day of annihilation.
It’s time people around the globe become sincerely aware
on our relationship of harmony with nature attention we pay.
For our children and grandchildren conserve resources of nature,
commit to save the Mother Earth on the International Earth Day.
February 17, 2019
Seated in another dimension
A raging aspiration burns deep
This keeps the solace of discovery
Reflecting a three-dimensional adoration
The magnificent sky of wonder reflects the wings of love!
Secrets burst out and create joy and misery while
The evolution of my heart was bloody and dramatic!
The elements of mathematics in my life was necessary and tragic and
The discovery of hidden emotions in my life was emphatic
Above all, the concept of love in my life was melodramatic while
I glued the aspiration to love beyond the norm to the fabric of my purpose!
Mark Frank
Copyright 2022
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In the hollowed hush of heaven the whisper of a soul
and in the lit up room of stars an angel's karmic face
Two feathered wings aloft deliverance her goal
while one is seized on earth, the other portal graced
An otiose moon assembled a duty of the night
shadows of the 5th dimension casting in the light
prying dreams of splendor identity of life
immortal as the sun her beauty, sharp as knife
Relinquishing the feel of metal grates and pain
she soon portends her destiny before she goes insane
we need to catch that train she whispers in her ear
and suddenly she's up floating without fear
In the hollowed hush of heaven, an angel talks to God
while a stretcher is removed, the sky turns white to chalk
two feathers wings of might she doesn't need a prod
volte faced attuned and free she flies, to new EPOC.
The realm of spirit has many rooms that open doors
to our perception
The key to life lies in your ability to open up to forms
of self-reflection
Our living lessons are meant to teach so please tap
into your emotions
Life is poetry built upon the word so keep constructing
forward motion
Some still believe the backward notion that life only
exists in this dimension
I'd rather beg for forgiveness for forward thinking than
be left behind without permission
New thought initiates life extension as we travel the
road of evolution
Go deeper into yourself when you encounter problems
for it's there you find the best solutions
On a balmy evening, I was out enjoying a walk,
Admiring the flowers and scenery on my block;
Moonlight poured, and nobody else was about,
Because I had become restless, I had gone out.
Fireflies were dancing, reminiscently green,
As roses recall to mind the past beauties seen!
I inhaled a deep breath of the fragrance air,
And then I noticed something lingering there!
A bright red, glowing orb, above the treetops,
Shooting colored lights, like so many gumdrops!
Before I could think, those beams shot my way,
And I lit up, like the most glorious new day!
There was no pain, but I did feel very strange,
As if I had gone through a very radical change.
That's why I decided to return home and sleep,
For that is quite essential when the shadows peep!
Upon waking the next day, I was rested and calm,
And very changed in perspective-nature's balm!
But when I went to the mirror to put on my face,
In lieu of my own image, was a big smiley face!
Then, in total shock, I looked out of the window,
And saw strawberry trees in the sunshine's glow.
I saw purple clouds and polka dot striped flowers,
The myriad color blends could captivate for hours!
Familiar houses were brightened with all gay hues,
As the people interacted with a kindness very new;
Curious, I explored this extradimensional earth,
So much like my own, but not the world of my birth!
While in my garden, I saw my neighbor next door,
"Hi, neighbor!" she said. Then I wasn't a visitor!
I knew at once that we would again be good friends,
Where there's loving good will, the joy never ends!
Since then, I've traveled this beauty world over,
And all over such harmony, as if love is composer!
Like the midnight serenade of a moonstruck bluebird,
A song not so beautiful until once it's truly heard!
Have never thought steel could be pretty
Today in the contrast of the baby blue sky she was beautiful
I wondered at her creators, her designers, her builders
Were they honored with such a sky?
Have never thought steel could be beautiful
Today I was astounded and awed by Toronto’s steel
Her strength is unprecedented; I feel safe and loved
She has brought steel into a new dimension.
Have never realized until now what an architect can do.
This building must have been constructed by a team.
Maybe angels and spirit guides along with engineers.
This is a heavenly site on earth for sure.
I contemplate my words with caution
i forge my stand with speedy resolve
as my student appears lost in time..
in a secret place of daydreams where
my surreal lecture boring penetrate in
My students eyes light up and i can feel
feel the rich beat vibrating in his essence
but today were teaching discipline..
and focus to master navigate life's hurdles
am teaching the soft navigators skills
I speak in manner devoid of flattery
for unto man the path is laid ahead
and pilgrim you have to take it..
its the only jail.. the journey of life
with discipline you attain destination
A times when i yearned to achieve
A times when my future was bright
A times when i was a servant of time
i yearn to tell my student.. freedom
is freeing yourself from the jail of time
I yearn to tell my student not be
fooled by the three dimension illusion
i yearn to explain the flaw in time..
i yearn to free him from the false mindset
i yearn to point the way to liberation
Yet the beat keeps radiating from
my young student... the unconscious
booom boom radiates back and forth
its the of the joy of parting the elixir..
of freedom without knowledge of it
There is freedom in the beat my friend
there is freedom that frees the mind
and there is freedom to partake all..
the good things in life.. i teach discipline
for with it you rule the world you rule you
The path of discipline seems like a punishment
but it's whats makes you victorious.. feel..
the restraint of the bond.. restraining a free soul
adorn your soul in music but restrain your excesses
it the key to overcoming the time prison..
The time warped concept of viewing life in three dimensions
the warped context of material visualization of the divine..
an ascension of thoughts as you overcome the time constraints
and achieve peace in servitude to the divine will.. the only duty..
worth of a mortal.. worth of a god.. worth of a great mind.... sage
SLS...
CODE 254
lewis nyaga
supertime..
Whats the f*king deal
This sh*t can't be real
It's gotta be a hoax
Or some kind of f*ked up
demented joke
But I haven't laughed at all
Well a little giggle
while I was slamming my
head into this brick wall
over & over & over again
because... why the f*k not?
Sh*t's been a lil extra
you gotta admit - it's a lot
I'm tryin not to start cryin
I'd be lying if I said I'm good
They say you get back
what you put out
Soo - I'm guessin
bullsht is what my
life is always guna be about
I have zero doubt enough's enough
it's gettin a lil rough
whoever's in charge of this silly sh*t
gotta sick sense of humor
makin this life pretty miserable
just for kicks
MAN OR WOMAN -
SPIRIT - WHATEVER
Claimin the title of straight B*tch
probably won an award
makin it super legit
Why the f*ck we gotta
keep takin hit after hit?
js makin us wanna get & stay blitzed
in our own dazed out dimension
created solely by us
it's the only way we can even
semi-maintain
Even tho we prob the only
ones to actually blame
For the both of us on the
verge of goin insane
This gettin kinda lame
I know we tha ones that
created this reality n came
But its a damn shame
seem like we legit
ran full speed out our lane
barely able to keep this goin
So expensive to sustain
Every aspect of everything involved
Is js completely drained
Ahh ...Ima js fadee
Bacteria, too small for human eyes
engage their fight for life within our midst,
so unaware of Earth's gigantic spies
with microscopes and slides, who co-exist.
And tiny fish, contained by walls of glass,
oblivious to all that thrives outside,
in worlds of colored sand and plastic grass
know not the ocean's roar or rhythmic tide.
Too, we the wisest creatures of life's sea,
who travel well the wonders of our home,
are blinded by the endless mystery
of space and time- horizons we can't roam.
What great dimension of the vast beyond
makes Earth a microscopic vagabond?
March 14, 2015
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