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Our Love is Fate, like Rain and Rain Forest.
We have met before, yet not in this Life.
Not yet my Dear, but will be my Dearest.
I will hold you in warmth and shed you Light.
You Blessed my Heart with your Beautiful Eyes,
It locked me in the most Beautiful Dream.
My Love for you will never cease to rise,
For Love is a Treasure, for Two Human-Beings.
Now a week long, my Love will depart,
But there is no moment we feel, alone.
For Time, Space, and Fate, Can't hold us apart,
Cause Soulmates are real, I have found my own.
We have Time to see what Time will bring,
In Hopes, You My Queen and I Your True King.
...Dedicated to my Love, 02/14/15...
The subject of ourselves;
We choose, perceive,
laugh, and grieve.
What are we
in this boundless and expanding cosmic web?
We, human beings
do the curiosity of all experiments.
Made up the same subatomic particles
as are exchanged
between flowers in the gardens and black holes in the galaxies.
Within the immense ocean of stars,
the images of the Dark Energy live within us.
When supernova collide! A glimpse of Milky Way’s fate zooms in, 230 million light
years away from earth.
With limited means
our ignorance,
the discovery of the multiverse living beyond us.
Big bang or
the fabric of time, Dust Ring discovered in Mercury’s orbit.
In Quantum awareness of singularity
we can always be wrong.
Scientists smashing atoms
Searching never-before-seen a shadow of Event Horizon
Building reusable rockets colonizing Mars
Bending the speed of light
......Desperately seeking the horoscope of human race
“I” and the neutrons in our brains
are the same thing;
complex, tightly integrated
and lovable.
The brutal truth
Is - no certainty
We exist.
In life disagreements have always been around,
so why the frown?
We all like what we like and that’s the bottom line.
I won’t see life as you do because I am me and
you are you.
However, what kind of filter do you use before
you look?
The filter that you use is a determining factor in
what you see.
I’m not perfect by a long shot, but I try to let
optimism be my guide.
In a world of negativity it’s so easy to let op-
timism fall by the wayside.
The old saying is true “ treat others like you want
to be treated.“
If someone said they like(or have a nonchalant
demeanor )being mistreated or disrespected,
I don’t believe you.
Because at the core, we all are human beings
and we have feelings.
If you don’t care now, you used to care, being
hurt over and over can cause pain; pain overload
turns into numbness.
The moment you allow yourself to feel again you
will understand.
Numbness can “walk around with a I don’t care”
attitude.
Once your numbness leaves, you will start to feel
again.
I know from personal experience, I wore my
numbness(as a shield of defense) for years
and nothing affected me.
Later on ,once I dealt with my pain and put
aside my shield of defense I started to heal.
The world in itself is cruel, and fueled by so
much hate.
But change starts with you and I, let’s agree
to disagree and walk in to love’s wing.
Alexis Y.
10/27/2020
My dear Siblings,
I voted for Hillary.
I would have preferred Bernie,
but she agreed to much of his platform-especially universal health care and education and seemed to be cognizant of environmental/climate change issues and bonus--she's a woman!
How I feel now? I am still haunted by the sound of my millennial son as he stood in the shower the morning after the election,
sobbing,
grief stricken,
mourning the loss of freedom and safety for many of his friends of different races,
nationalities,
sexual identities
and religions.
I am both immensely proud of him and fear for him
when I remember him coming out of the bathroom after that gut wrenching and utterly hopeless outpouring of tears.
He wore the look of a young man going off to war
and declared his allegiance and his personal protection to all those now named targets of hatred.
I'm not sure that I would have the courage to be a millennial now.
I recently watched about 20 snapping turtle hatchlings emerge, one by one, from a small hole in the sand bank above the pond and embark on a hilarious topsy-turvey tumble down the embankment and disappear into the dark stillness under the lush green vegetation of the shallow water.
Along the way some of them appeared to die.
At one point, the lifeless forms were starting to pile up near the exit hole of the nest and I feared for those still waiting for their turn to feel the sunlight on their faces.
What amazed me was to see how these little creatures responded to each other.
One would walk right over the top or lightly brush up against the side of an apparently dead sibling
and suddenly they were moving along together.
I imagined one saying to the other,
"Come on. You can do it. Don't stop now."
or maybe "I'll race you",
like I used to say to Jeremy when I wanted him to move faster.
I was relieved and very satisfied when the last one slipped into the pond;
a proud midwife.
I can only hope that the extreme disregard for the Earth and all her creatures,
including human beings,
that is spewing out of our political system and corporations
will incite all of us to a new way of being;
to getting everybody to the pond.
Lovingly,
Kerry
This is a short poem about those internal echoes, why we have them, and what they mean
Echoes we sometimes hear in life, we will never be able to control
reawakening in us a spiritual side, putting us in touch with our soul
much like an internal echo, signaling us, trying to get our attention
Heaven's attempt to stir us up, forcing upon us a spiritual reflection
Echoes always come unannounced, yet we sense they emanate from within
consciously we're drawn to this new world, a somewhere we've never been
our thoughts focus us on our past, with memories that can capture our mind
sometimes overcome with sadness, and needing recollections to be defined
Echoes causing us to relive our past, yet better equipped to get over the pain
removing this sadness or shame, and permanently giving it this new domain
examining the cause of why we felt so plagued, we want to know the reason
knowing as human beings, our trials and tribulations change with the season
Echoes of confusion and pain, replaced with an unbound understanding and joy
thoughts no longer empowered, our harmony and solitude no longer to destroy
the state of mind that we keep, our true reality, is the place where we take shape
but know that our thoughts, will forever be our test, from them there is no escape
We hear what we want to hear, and we see what we want to see, this is within our power
the echoes we choose to acknowledge or to ignore, we alone are the keeper of the tower
the forces of evil are real, empowered to test us, attacking us with these thoughts we keep
so remove them from your memory, and find your eternal happiness, before that final sleep
It is hard for me to just write a normal poem
when i have to deal with the
meaning of human beings who stink
who are selfish in every step of the way.
This earth was given to us by mistake
we did not deserve it because we are a waste
there is no good human being
there is only human waste floating
like on top of the water
someone needs to clean all this waste up
including myself including my brother
he is the real human piece of human ass gas
a real piece of fart including my uncle.
Why was i brought here from war to
an even bigger mistake this place
does not deserve me and i don't like it anyways!
Many would disagree but it don't matter
because it is true, this jungle of farts
and rotten lies and stabs who cares
to even get to know us who are we
why all the gods and homeless at the same time?
Because we have become rude to our own
brothers and sisters our families, our mothers
our fathers, where is all the respect
like i said, my father was a great man
but his mistakes have ruined me
from war to an even bigger gore
and horror, this giant toilet of life
i still don't understand why
i was brought here this isn't
the bathroom i want to use!
What is wrong with the world today
So many people have lost their way
Led in all the wrong directions
While losing the one on one connection
With emotions from real human beings
Only responding with the days trending memes
Obsessing over their likes and views
Censorship rights that are being abused
The media’s fueling the chaos and lies
Riots on the streets when a criminal dies
Disease spreading worldwide like the plague
The only thing being said about it is vague
The world is more divided than ever before
Conflicting countries on the verge of war
Voter fraud elections current president
Still don’t know exactly what he meant
People don’t know if they are girls or boys
Blindly going along with all the democratic ploys
To fund other countries and to try and make us weak
The next few years in our country seems bleak
Gas prices rising, along with the unemployment rate
There’s no need to work when you're living off the state
Free money for rent and good food on your plate
Only have till the 1st of the month to wait.
Slowly coming out of the COVID quarantine
It seems so unreal, it feels just like a dream
People wearing masks over their mouths and noses
Small businesses failing so that their door closes
Unable to support their families
Because we all know money don’t grow on trees
No support for the military, but all for refugees
Someone make this world stop spinning please
Queens in school reading to your child’s class
My kid don’t need to know what goes in your ass
Gay pride parades going down the street
Trampling the values that lay dead at their feet
Americas days are now filled with chaos
We all know that Biden is not really the boss
Somebody else is pulling all the strings
Who really knows what our future brings
People are calling to defund the police
But doing so will never bring us peace
Life is crazy now, it don’t make no damn sense
America was better with Trump as president
7/22/2021
My husband challenged me to write a rap, so I did. this is just my opinion, everyone has that right, no offense intended.
I’ve realized after living for so many years
That sometimes taking a life isn’t something you choose.
I walk through the streets of the city with no fears
Of retribution from the creatures beneath my shoes.
If it were possible, I would leave them all alone,
But there are just too many of them living out there.
It seems like most of them don’t even have a home.
To avoid killing them, you would have to walk on air.
I know that they are necessary for us to survive,
But I’m just not a fan of the ugly, creepy, little things.
The more people there are, the better they thrive.
At best annoying, at worst, scary to us human beings.
Oh ye mighty hurricane, storm, or gale,
I cannot say, that I can e'er endorse
the means by which you make your will prevail,
depending as you do upon your force.
Indeed, you just destroy the young and frail,
as your wild, brutal tempest runs its course.
Young tender saplings grow into strong trees
'neith the sun, swaying in a gentle breeze.
Youth mentor with a message to convey,
do you find that your voice is growing tired?
Your heavy-handed tactics will not sway?
The odd way we human beings are wired,
it's joy to help a child find her own way,
and so, I've rhetorically inquired,
"What's more effective than a harsh command?"
- the gentle guidance of a helping hand.
"...we all dance to a mysterious tune, intoned
in the distance by a invisible piper."
Albert Einstein
Einstein's inner mindscape view is intense
all of which for believers, makes some sense.
Everywhere one hears the Perfect Piper;
enchanting and also hidden cipher,
invisible messiah who would care,
in the sky, in the soil and in the air.
Feel his presence, trust this piper's ditty,
we will not always see true reality.
He who dares to challenge the universe,
the gods of Abraham and bible verse.
An ineffable maestro stands in stead
who plays that cosmic music in your head.
This is the realm of the Perfect Piper,
sparks human emotions ever hyper;
mysterious force that we cannot control
as each of us hopes to fulfill our role.
He exerts his power over all things,
one wonders what quantum quests this then brings.
18 Lines Couplet Rhyme 125 Words
Westerners tend towards anthropromorphization of gods
and characters from Michelangelo to Dr. Suess. This somewhat
secular speculation poem on the Perfect Piper (nee Invisible
Piper) uses a famous quote of Albert Einstein on god's
existence to comment:
"Everything is determined, every beginning and ending, by forces
over which we have no control. It is determined for the insect, as
well as for the star. Human beings, vegetables, or cosmic dust,
we all dance to a mysterious tune, intoned in the distance by an
invisible piper." The question for the ages.
Pen illustration by G. Gaul