Long Disconcert Poems

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Premium Member Harbor Forgiveness

Harbor Forgiveness						


His uproar was clear and overt
damage our love in one spurt
wreck Twenty-Ninteen (2019) “Home Port” chert
My soul is deeply deeply burnt

Pure kindhearted intent converts
to mistrust dreadful disconcert
mom, dad overly protection subverts
son’s golden career –- ugly divert

Three against one was no flirt
Cruel heartbreak alone in desert
Heal my ache in bitter dim yurt
I’d rather curse pain than hurt

Why is it, when my heart is hurt
I’d give a sigh of high alert

Will our gentle courtship be revert?   
Self-healing must reassert

Again, again forgive to unhurt
Harbor forgiveness free the hurt
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Love Will Triumph

It took me time to embellish 
myself
And long to reach you!

And there I stand confronting 
you and lionise,
Behaving uncontrived and 
candid!

And now you waste golden 
moments talking to my better 
half,
Bereft me and become 
nonpareil!

Your fairer half still sits staid,
Not inveighing our inexorable 
closeness!

Do not evince your antediluvian 
ideas,
And undulate perplexed 
disconcert!

If you vitiate my selfhood 
today,
It would addle and might moire 
me beyond identity!

Look into my eyes I am 
dogmatic,
Very positive that Love will 
triumph!



Written on 22/9/13 for 
' Charles heigh wood contest'
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Humanity


Thermodynamics
First Law: Energy cannot be created or destroyed, only transformed or transferred (conservation of energy).
Second Law: Entropy, a measure of disorder, always increases in a closed system.
Third Law: As the temperature of a system approaches absolute zero, the entropy of the system approaches a constant minimum.



The wheels of chaotic times churn 
the swirling sands in the desert of entropy,
settling on the stratified structure 
of the disorganized dunes of desolate life.
In moments of awareness innately sequestered,
drifting the dispersed dust of disarray in confined perturbation,
the truth of trustful conviction oscillates 
on the ruffled ripples of disorder. 

In the bewildered efflux of the currents of errant confusion,
everything changes disheveled, 
except for the momentum of conversion.
The mystifying alchemic power of metamorphosis, 
manifest in the encompassing mind,
reveals the real expression 
of the perplexing psychic transformation.

In the disorderly squall of divesting dismay
the closed mind is disheveled into a dishabille state, 
splinters the leitmotif of the embedded emotions.
The confounded cascade of consternation 
carries them away to the domain of disconcert. 

Yet, when the castle of sand built on the shore of yearning
tumbles down in a chaotic clutter of scattered debris,
in its disorientation the fossil flute of frozen feelings is shaped, 
playing the structured tune of orderly ecstasy 
for the symphony of memory.

Fragments

Night to the wake of a Dawn
Hardly can it’s birth be forgotten
Driven by the Deep of the Dawn
Bewildered in past present so rotten

Wondered in dark-deep abyss
Oblivious in the trodden lines
Yet broken the mind-ark in reminisce
It diurnal rings in bounding lines

Hope twined with disconcert
Fazed with life’s playoff
Yet Love plays in the Concert
In worthy streams to cool off

Uncharted remain thy remains
For to Mother Earth thou were betrothed
Their hearts never forgets thy remains
Though grieving hearts left thou dead

In thy Uncharted bled my heart
For succor he misses
Thy demise still rumples my cart
For thy succor and subsidy he misses
Form: Elegy

Premium Member Saints and Prophets

Bodhisattvas turn airflow into flames,
water into Earth
as Jesus turned baptismal waters
into blood red rivers
of warm nutritious wine.

Bodhisattvas,
like Messiah prophets and saints,
long for
belong to
the baptismal political economy
of cooperative ecotherapeutic waters,
as yin flows air MidWay notnot pathological
through Yang's Great Transitional flames
ecstatically leaping,
empowerment "hungry"
for air's co-arising health-optimizing 
embrace

as ReGeneration
balance evolving waves
of neuro-conscious language
logos thoughts 
deeper mythos feelings
inviting ecological ethos.

When our political voices become too didactic
we listen wiser for more lyrically cooperative outputs
with denser harmonics,
singing and dancing in
bilateral resonant appositionals
polycultures
polypaths
optimally nurturing ego/eco-health perpetuation,
regenerative yang/yin dipolarity 
of deep wealth EarthTribe.

While these singers and dancers
disconcert their way
maintaining (0)-investment PlaceHolder mentations,
SpaceTime Unitarian-Integral Occupation,
unbiassed polypathic attention 
to neuro/eco-systemic ethics
and shared bipartisan norms
and co-invested political cooperative values

Natural communion economies of cooperation with Other 
v competition for sufficient compassionate time
to heal threats to politically dense wealth outcomes

These are all held in Common Symbolic Messages
as invitations to positive individual freedom development
of positive values 
with nutritionally regenerative purpose
emerging future Bodhisattva Co-ReGenerators

Composed of past,
and disposed toward future, healthy love
of neuro/eco-passionate balancing
fractal mind enlightenment
and dialectical body empowerment

Where red flame 
of dawn's Earth matriarchal warning
meets red fears 
of long dark-swept patriarchal past.


The Deal

On some days it will rear its ugly head
to disconcert when all around seems fine,
and offer choices different instead
from those I've made to build this life of mine.
It teases in the street, a passing glance,
a burst of laughter, glimpse of sparkling eyes,
two kissing lovers, bathing in romance,
hid in plain sight, and cleverly disguised.
Could this thing be the love I should have known,
am I in the wrong lane, on the wrong wave,
must it snap at my heels, future unknown
and torment my decisions to the grave?
You play the hand you're given, it's your call
or never get to play the game at all.

For contest 'New Sonnets only', sponsor Emile Pinet
August 19th 2018
© Viv Wigley  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Sonnet

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