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I’ve been blessed to walk along this country’s beaches, across her mountains
beside her rivers and her streams
to witness first-hand the beauty Mother Nature gifts us…to experience the Creators’ dreams.
Oftentimes wherever I have been…I’ve found myself stopping to say…
“The beauty that I’m seeing…takes my breath away”.
The other day I witnessed a different side of Mother Nature…Her destruction and her pain…
as I walked the streets of my city…after a hurricane.
Flooded houses, boats on top of boats, docks and piers no longer here.
Families who lost everything…left only with their tears.
This hurricane wrecked havoc…not only here…but hundreds of miles away
and seeing the devastation she left behind…well…it took my breath away.
We were lucky our trees only lost a few limbs and for two days we were without power…
but still resting on the picnic table in our back yard…was this plastic tray of flowers.
Seeds Deborah gathered from sunflowers last summer…
she only days ago planted in that little plastic tray…
Seeds the hurricane…with all of Mother Nature’s power…failed to blow away.
And sprouting from that little plastic tray…as if they were enchanted…
little tiny sunflower sprouts…waiting to we planted.
We also saw neighbors and strangers helping one another…
all across this land
Which reminded us…when Mother Nature disappoints us…
Human Nature is there to lend a helping hand.
Yes, the devastation Mother Nature left behind
contains more sorrow than many of us will ever know
but with the help of Human Nature…she also left…some seeds of hope to grow.
And as I watch Mother Nature’s seeds…and Human Nature’s kindness
grow a little more every day…
Not only does it bring a smile to my face…but it takes my breath away.
The truth resides between the sun and the moon
It lays deep within all that we do
Whether we admit it or not
Dishonesty is called a web of lies because lies always get caught
Eventually what lurks in shadow comes to light
And truth is restored even without sight
For the lies that lead one astray
Eventually become lost along the way
Yet human nature fears the truth
As we often misunderstand the honesty amid our own youth
Fear itself is demeaning to its own definition
Because its strongest attribute is repetition
Repeat the mistake because you failed to learn it the first time
So instead of creating a new sentence you repeat your last line
Fear is the denial of one’s own creative mindset
Filled cranium swollen with doubt and laced with regret
I don’t want to be that hollow conditioned mind
That accepts all but sieges to seek and find
For one can only determine reality based off our own dreams
But even as individuals two can be stitched into the same seam
To discover is to have looked
Like opening up the pages of your entire conscious being’s book
I go deeper and deeper into my own rising well
Where all my own truths and intentions dwell
I finally learned to expand my voice
Staying silent is no longer a choice
I gaze back at my own life
And I survived
Better yet I caught the wave
And into its pull I gave
Dark, cold and flowing
Alone and exposed but glowing
I stand there tall
Risking more than all
I have became
A representation of what used to be and that of which will never be the same.
Changed.
Welcome to my Galaxy,
I roll in a milky way, far from fantasy.
My world is a complex charismatic vantage point,
The story of the moon, her light never disappoint.
Set a woman's heart on fire, a burning forest, it yearns to finish what it started.
All of human nature is imperfect, yet it looks perfect.
You're a star that fell in to the darkness.
A constellation of love, they wrote.
How big is the universe in you?
We never plan to fall in love, stars collision.
The moon is dancing with the wolf tonight.
Send out wedding invitations, time is still asleep.
In you a universe as big as infinity,
The Galaxy of love run around the silhouette of darkness,
Heavens & Earth dwell in unity,
Joy & Happiness run hand-in-hand, in a milky way, curse sadness,
Love shall tear down the walls of loneliness.
Open up and measure the distance of distance.
Time is dancing, and the farm house is on fire.
One day the stars and the moon will fall like snowflakes, and the sound of the wolf will cry with despair no more in the wilderness.
"To study psychological trauma is to come face to face both with human vulnerability in the natural world and with the capacity for evil in human nature”— Judith Herman.
I once knew a girl resolute
With countless goals in pursuit
Along came a knight
To dismantle her fright
And all of her goals to
Boot...
Golden girls in gilded towers
Dream by night
In endless flowers
Beds
they've made
And now to sleep
And in the day to just to keep
They cower and weep
feign they're meek
Hemmed in by formless magic
Her nights tower height and breadth tragic
Dreams nightmares stay to glower
Picked her pocket and her power
Girds her in safely-- fragile female woe
Holds her captive Svengali's secret male mojo
Female cunning and intuit fail
And all that's left are thick walls
To wail
Up on.
On days such as this
When all lessons seem lost
I wander the forgotten labyrinth of my mind
Unable to recollect a single detail of it's construct
So many secrets lost I may never regain
The resulting numbness keeps the pain at bay
Beauty also is kept just out of sight
An adverse effect of the Universe's need for balance
The agony I felt that night was beyond my capabilities to bear
I sit alone in this cold hell
My strength became my weakness
How I hate a cliché
The belief that no obstacle exists that I cannot overcome
Causes the strength and comfort I need
From those I hold most dear
Heartbreakingly, absent
I am not in the least overly self-critical
But I have only recently acquired knowledge
Known to so few
Self-awareness brings pain
Equally, it comforts
Unfortunately
My human nature
Without acknowledging the benefit
Frequently allows the hurt to overshadow any peaceful haven
Doomed to remain hidden
I seek stillness yet allow chaos to reign
My fears have turned phobic
Paralyzed
I choke on the essence of tomorrow
As my spirit rages
Demanding a freedom only remembered in
Whispers of forgotten dreams
02/2021
I could be less positive of time's resolving karma
without not(not) as negative
binomially defining
what is not polynomial not
and what must be more positive
you see, or not.
This double negative binding positive
hurts my bicamerolling brain
intuiting what is not Right
deducing what could be Left
to permacultural imaginings
balancing economies with ecologic
synaptic sap reversing
not aptic snap
fusing neural patterns
of polynomial permaculturing positions
overwhelming this knot of double nots.
To be
is to belong meta-diastolic,
I hope a positive existential phenomenon,
whatever that might mean.
But, too long this longish longing
is not to not be,
it is simply a not
waiting for a second;
to not not long
incarnates belonging grace
and not not karmic knots
in negative implicating space
without a proper polynomial place
for knotish naughty
not not negative integrity.
Karma double-masks what grace uncovers
as incarnation reverses back
toward naked origin of well-wombed undouble-knotting fetus,
DNA enscribing nurture's primal covenant,
warm and fertile buddha-care.
Uncovered human nature
erupts through Janus-masked cocoon
discovering nature's
uncovering intuition of polyculturing unity;
and competitive not,
hidden within ego-defensive
cognitive dissonance,
immune instinct
repulsing tied-up distinctions.
Biting into life's positive oysters
risks gnashing knotty pearls.
There was a girl at the height of her youth
Big bosomed and slim and yet quite uncouth
Then a virus took hold
She had been quite controlled
And then developed a rather sweet tooth
Will be good for your breast milk so God will
This catholic nation forbids the pill
No coil and no rubber
But he would not snub her
Took them to bed and demanded his fill
Her pastor advised a chastity belt
Helps protection in times of great svelte
And dries up his quill
Seed cannot instill
So your grand midsection cannot be swelled
But her pangs would not stop food ingestion
She did not even get indigestion
So tight at the waist
No good to be chaste
To do it or not was thus the question
Before I pop we must look for the key
But no cohabitation you will agree
No sex my sweetheart
Till death do us part
But the right pick remained an absentee
Then she burst like an inflated balloon
And they consumed passion at a full moon
Twins round and perfect
Whats cause and effect
Philosophy can be rather opportune
Was the girdle the faulty solution
Human nature or too much volution
Adipose tissue
Some other issue
That triggered seminal ‘pollution’
Moment of madness due to pandemic
Birth rites or something more academic
Epicure’s garden
Or simply a hard one
Time revealed it was rather systemic
So what’s the climax of this fine account
Could the fertile villain truly be found
The friend here at task
Knocked with a face mask
It was the kind milkman during his round
30th April 2020
Cared for with parents’ loving gesture
Verily nourished by Dad and Mom's nurture
Even at the start, raised up in a family around grace-pasture
I am taught to strive toward triumphant faith adventure…
Thank You, God... that You want me want to be a better person*.
Though my human nature shows heart that’s vain
Driven by pride along greed’s terrain
Here am I confessing my sinfulness pain
Please forgive me with pardon's gain…
Thank You, God... that You want me want to be a better person.
Sometimes, I feel being a victim or a culprit of hate
Midst selfish and covetous bait
So, I admit my wretchedness at grand rate
Help me, and transform me from my carnal state…
Thank You, God... that You want me want to be a better person.
I don't want to miss the joy of paradise
Around hypocrisy's deception-device
Make me become spiritually wise
While I beseech Your divine price…
Thank You, God... that You want me want to be a better person.
Today, I want to offer You my utmost best
While by Your grace, I walk toward righteousness-crest
Sharing, caring by Your compassionate zeal and zest
Testifying about Your goodness midst my new creature-status* You have blest....
Thank You, God... that You want me want to be a better person.
* “You make me want to be a better man” in As Good as It Gets.
**2Corinthians 5:17 Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.
January 11, 2026
5th place, "Pick a Line" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Hilo Poet; judged on 1/17/2026.
Conceived with unique DNA
a soul-- on the very first day
wonderfully made, our lives begun
we're all redeemed by God the Son
Always remember -- you're unique :-D
the way you think, the way you speak
well, granted, so is everyone
we're all redeemed by God the Son
But sharing our humanity
lets us relate to a degree
and meet unique folks one by one
we're all redeemed by God the Son
With His divine and human nature
the Son was sent, so we'd be sure
trust His Cross -- the battle's been won
we're all redeemed by God the Son
From His side gushed Blood and Water
Mercy for all -- son or daughter
to pay our debt -- the devil's dun
we're all redeemed by God the Son
It's His nature to forgive us
it brings joy to trust in Jesus
in His big Heart we all are one
we're all redeemed by God the Son
Realizing that helps us to feel
God's loving Mercy is so real
not just towards the holiest nun
we're all redeemed by God the Son
Divine Mercy, comfort, healing
offers more than any feeling
what can beat Peace? I know of none!
we're all redeemed by God the Son
Now God wants to get personal
letting the Gospel be our school
following is not constant fun
we're all redeemed by God the Son
This life includes a cross to bear
hardly a splinter that we share
Mary's sorrows can't be outdone
we're all redeemed by God the Son
But good news: our cross is sweeter
Mama Mary helps us! Meet her--
she prays for her children-- a ton!
we're all redeemed by God, her Son
Consoling Him can be a start
Mercy to others, for His Heart
longing to hear from Him, "well done"
Saved and redeemed by God the Son
Who can resist His Encounter
worth more than any amount, sir
we've got just one life, then it's done
now's the time to love God the Son
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1/ Always remember that you are absolutely unique. Just like everyone else. -Margaret Mead
Kyrielle poetry form only. (poetrysoup.com/dictionary/kyrielle)
Poetry Contest Deadline: Wednesday, July 12, 2023
20 poems of the maximum 35 allowed have been entered. (July 8, 2023)
Sponsored by: Sotto Poet
Human nature being what it is
We are bound to conflict with one another
Jesus or Father Christ gave us advice on how to resolve conflicts with holiness
Godliness
Religiousness instead of bitterness
Next time you conflict with someone
Admit you did wrong
Jesus or Father Christ’ said, “. . . remove the wooden beam from your eye first
Then you will see clearly to remove the splinter
Fragment or a chip from your brother’s eye
No matter what was done to you, admit your errors even if they are minor in the conflict
Apologize
In the parable of the prodigal son (Luke 15:21) Jesus or Father Christ’ told us that when the son returned home
His first act is to apologize to his father
Apologizing helps us to take responsibility for our errors
Ask for forgiveness
If u ask sincerely
Eternal God will always forgive you-and other people usually will, too
Remember the criminal who was crucified along with Jesus? With his dying breath
Jesus or Father Christ’ forgave the man his sins
Amend
You can change with Eternal God’s help, “for nothing is impossible for Eternal God” (Luke 1:337).