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Circadian Rhythm Flux Shoe Waits

(alter knit lee titled: vita in oculis nudato)

goo goo gaga I wanna yell
cuz, synonymous 
     with other wordsmiths, 
     or...well
whatever will eire'n burr, 

     a sought after creative 
     passionate pursuit aye tell 
ye a boot me own aha...eureka insightful 
     revelation explaining 
     ma quotidian writing spell,

and phalanges skitter 
     across qwerty keyboard 
     at light in an attempt to quell
onslaught tidal wave crashing 

     upon me conscious state pell mell 
which tsunami flood spongy 
     heady gray matter with hell
over high tide heals assailing, 

     bruiting, clobbering this fell
low inducing (me) to play 
     Handel's Semantic Water Music 
     on the smallish piccolo cello

which Sirens of Tighten, 
     (who just appeared out of thin aire - 
     cuz scriveners can resort 
     to prestidigitation to make appear

any necessary entity 
     without rhyme or reason), 
     anyway, this sylph sea Oceanids nymph 
     i.e. mermaids didst dee clear
 
particularly via 
     barely audible verbal communication 
     sotto voce en dear
ring gently beckoning 
     affinity this modest heir

to secret himself within secluded lair
whence, an automatic 
     erectile flickr, kickstarted, 
     levitated, and manifested

an instantaneous jubilant kik 
     lobbed me near
this seductive, sedulous, and sedum 
     scented sir experienced hypnotic stare

charming froto into trance scandent state
as if by magic the tubular 
     testicular proboscis didst inflate 
aptly serving as modus operandi flagellate
thus proving a "happy ending" against being celibate.


Aloe Vera

It was a forties erectile dysfunction scare,
The home had become a war zone,
The warhead was damaged;
The wife was breathing fire,
Auntie Google pointed to Aloe Vera
For remedy with little side effects.

I picked one thorny leaf on the side road,
Squashed it into my water bottle;
Ooops, what a thorny taste,
I soldiered on, I had to be restored;
I kept on sipping.
I was back on track without counting;
Sunrises nor sunsets.
My diamond warhead is back
The wife ululated, what is your secret?
What a wonderful sign!

Now I smear it on my face,
On my arms, upper body,
Soon it will be the whole body;
What a glow,
Got the women staring;
You got a nice fragrance;
One whisphered the night last,
I polish my shoes with it;
Dust sits on them with a grudge.

An ode to Aloe Vera,
The miracle thorny leaf,
Just add water.
Walk in my bedroom,
You see my funny looking water bottle,
Never despise it!

Syria's Christians and Haiti

Syria’s Christians and Haiti

The first Christian church was built in Syrian,  as I write this the horror is killing them the new death cult regime in Syria, a cult we give money to, and not mentioned by Western media as Israel continues to bomb Gaza to their hearts content This is only possible when the bombs are free of charge courtesy of the USA
On the home front, we read about erectile dysfunction, no they are telling me who thought
my own problems were caused by the old age 
Haiti, the sad state is in the news again, last time
I was there, Papa Doc, was in power he employed 
Thugs, sunglasses, and sports shirts to keep order
but they harassed shopkeepers to hand over money, when Papa died his son took over, he was an idiot and any resembles of order fell apart
Port-au-Prince was a beautiful city, but now it is a vast criminalized slum, Haiti has always been poor and met resistance from other countries who were against a black sovereign state. It never got the help needed from white societies who said slaves could not a country make
© Jan Hansen  Create an image from this poem.
Form: ABC

Premium Member Avoiding Daddy Voiding Contests

It is good to know what we resist,
but my best way of knowing
is by self and other showing
what we together
would more health wealthily
assist.

You might assume 
the only way to effectively resist patriarchalism
is to fight.

Turns out,
fighting may be the surest way
to already have lost the battle,
and to continue losing
an ecofeminist war.

You might think the only possible way to win
is if all other players lose,
but what, then,
have we the OnePercent gained
toward healthy resilience
and safe peace on Earth?

You might assume the only way to gain power
is to compete
with surpassing strength 
for economic and political victory.
I might guess another way to empower
is to cooperate
for healthier
sustainable flow-with 
empowering enlightenment
more resonant in compassionate relationships
than suspiciously lacking robust 
interdependent 
communication networks.

As for patriarchalism,
probably far more erectile dysfunction
is the result of intentional economic neglect
than vindictive political abuse
and threats of war-mongering.

Experiential peace and beauty
and truth and trust messages
trying to break through LeftHemispheres 
fascinated,
sometimes mystified,
by enigmatic 
elliptical
sacred words,
scriptures,
messages
deep pre-historic passion feelings

Preferring win/win climate health Paradise
over win/lose ego/ecologically pathological risks,
chronically dissonant cognitive minds
at war with affective body issue 
nerve tissues
bipolar stressed

As processed by Either/Or LeftHemisphere 
dominantly StraightWhite monocultural
patriarchal not-listening
jumping to deduction
reductions
not able to hear inductive WholeEarth
interdependent EarthMother ReCreation,
over the sound and constant lights
of fossil-fueled degenerating 
militantly industrialized
colonizing 
bad karma energy

Instead,
our co-investments
in cooperative wealth systems
restore multicultural EarthJustice
AND
restory Earth's green peace
ecofeminist narrative

In which
we too often assume 
the only way to effectively resist patriarchalism
is to fight.

Premium Member Green Keys For Redrusty Locks

Said the sacred green EcoFeminist
to the hard 
and carnal red EgoPatriarch:

If one's only ego-weapon
is a hard erectile key
then every perennial trauma
will seem to be a locked 
and toxic 
traumatized
closed up tight
back and forth shut down
with all his might
anti-bright
Black Hole.

So it is
in monocultures,
where spirited nature
abhors a well-rooted YangWoke vacuum

As if pregnant enculturing wombs
were a personally disempowering
contradiction
of indigenously natured
panentheistic 
naturally sacred inside
open hole systemic outside
root chakra Yintegrity

For resiliently optimizing
multiculturing cooperative
integrally copulating
co-impassioned 
opening poles for otherwise
empty closed-out binomial hole

Metric bicameral systems
positive 1 through not negative 0
systemic yang/yin mediation
for wu-wei natural-ego inside 
eco-spirited outside environments

AnthroSupremely
monotheistic privileged worship
through worn out right-hand jobs
nurturing compulsive 1's only tool
to relieve a LeftBrain dominant 
verbal keynote loud overspeaker

So every not perennial 
impulsive non-0 zone 
win/lose deflowering problem
looks rationally Either/Or
and sounds Mine/Or-Thine
and yet smells potentially fertile

Refilling a locked-up integrity
integral womb 
of polytheistic potential
compassionately awaiting princely One poles
fulfilling Holy win/win systemic Peace 
with wellness Zero wholes
compassionately co-investing
zen souls.


Premium Member I Watched the News This Morning

I watched the “news” this morning.
Chicken Little ran around squawking
Two women talked amiably after describing
scenes of horrific violence.
A homeless puppy was found
cared for and now needs a “forever” home.
Thousands called in looking to adopt it.
A homeless veteran was stepped over
in the entrance to a shelter
he/she was not cared for or allowed entrance.
Three kittens sang “Jingle Bells”
Chicken Little squawked a bit more
Climate change, global warming yadayada
The weather persons told me of storms
in the Midwest, floods in the south and
high temps in Arizona….
I had to look out my window
to get the weather report here.
The station manager made a Public Service Announcement.
Paraphrased : “If you’d all just do as you’re told
                               everything would be just fine”.

(the commercials were for Erectile disfunction, tampons, 
birth control and condoms….oh….and childrens breakfast cereal))

John G. Lawless
1/4/2022

Dinosaur

What are these ancient creatures?
Which once dominated the earth
Left a mark which we will never forget
They came and saw during the Triassic era
And they continued their reign all through the Jurassic era
Before we starting spending pounds or dollars or Lira
230 million years ago
They dealt with the mammals of their time 
With just one blow
And devoured other reptiles as well 
Nice and slow
They ruled the seas and oceans almost completely
And they hunted for preys on land quite discreetly
Pterodactyls controlled the skies before the coming of jets and drones
And they communicated with their peers without the need of cellular phones
They lived through the ages for more than a hundred million years
And were the masters of lions and even big brown bears
Before the coming of *****sapiens
They roamed the sands
And conquered other animals in many distant lands
With its blade like teeth and an enormous jaw
Tyrannosaurus Rex was the largest carnivore they ever saw
But my favourite was the herbivore, Triceratops
He could repel an attack by the T- Rex until it stops
And had two horns on its fore head like the sign Taurus
With huge talons on its feet that looks like gladius
And the dumbest was the plant eating Brachiosaurus
With its long neck which made it look simply ludicrous
The dinosaurs prospered and flourished
And they were all over the place
They were man’s predecessors
And ushered in the human race
By design the dinosaur was no bird or reptile
But it may have comprise of the two
Because its spine stood erectile
Always looking for something to bite or chew
One day an asteroid came crashing down
And wiped them out
All the dinosaurs who used to live in our town
The proof of their reign
Lies deep in the soil
While their fossils remains 
Their flesh became crude oil
Form: Ode

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© Jack Davis  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Sexier Santa Passions

Community trauma prevention
sounds not so sexy
to absent-minded mayors
and perennial kleptocratic players

And growing a regenerative Learning Community
isn't really ecojust about restoring
healthy democratic justice
for a somewhat sexier
and robust multicultural environment.

Both of these Win/Win Game Theory
trauma-informed learning theory applications
remain paternally erectile
mountainously synergetic
strength functions
of community YangWoke experience

And valleyed ecofeminist
indigenously EcoMatrimonial Wise
for growing integrity's flow
of nonverbal ecstasy
nonviolently yin
peak rebirthing experience
polycultural wealth wombed learning
co-passionate communionation

Sacred root chakra souled
and yet creolizing carnal
as rich 
dark
warm
wet
erotically fertile 
whole enlightened therapeutic day
and holonic nighttime soil

For cooperatively slow-growing
emergent community trauma prevention

Which may resound 
more climate holiday sexy
even to absent-minded elitist mayors
and perennially kleptocratic 
hopelessly straight white male
LeftBrain ego-narcissistic 
phat but not-so-jolly players.

Damn You Bastards With Water

Dam you bastards with water; I think you all are coots
While I watch the weather everyday and plead for rain filled fronts
I’m not some greedy bastard, which wants to grow more grass
I need my stock to have a drink, and save their thirsty ****

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not some greenie, with an axe to grind
In many areas our futures, are unbelievably intertwined
But for god sake, sit back and think, just how lucky that you are
Because all that water that you waste, well some comes from my jar.

I can’t but help, smile a wry grin, when the irrigation stops
As the whinging starts, about the loss in cash, as profit production drops
Your stock still have water, to pour straight down their throats
Water troughs filled to the brim, not erectile dysfunction floats

I see your places from the hill, circles of dark green crops and grass
Metal robots, pissing water, creatures born of greed; I have to sigh alas
There’s more to farming than factory farms and copious quantities of water
Deciding on paper, which animals must go, on the truck to slaughter.

So please forgive me when I wish on you, pestilence and misery
May your cereals wilt, stock get the shits, and your profits become history
I’m not some greedy bastard, of extra dry matter I have no need
If my stock just had clean water to drink, from my anxiety I’d be freed
Form: Rhyme

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