Long Inspirations Poems

I stumbled over Paul Tillich's translation
of the MessiahMentor's Other Great Commission.

The Great Commission we learned in Sunday School
was to go out and convert the barbarians
and savages to Christianity.

Yet this Other Great Commission feels like a...

Read More

RESURRECTION OF A HEROE:
This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES... 
CHORUS:
Far from comparison, far from fear.
Failure part of the journey; shed no tears.
Man...do... the best you can do.
Talents in your hand's only for you. 
No body cares...what you...

Read More

I awoke the next day, with a soft smile,
Not awakened by the screeching and the moaning of the demons beside,
But of the intense breathing of my collaborator,
Crouching above me, glaring me down with eyes abhorred
Though...

Read More

ANIMOSITY VESSEL :
This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES... 
VERSE 1:
This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES... 
Here she sit at her thresholds corner;
Looks pity but craving to blow a vandal,
Crazely permitting no one to untie her shameful sandal,
Eagerly wish people...

Read More

Pink- Pink- Pink-

Every peak has its own attractions,
Like the mountains,
The mounts of a woman,
Have always remained, 
Her pride possessions. 01

It has the charms,
More intoxicating than wine,
As it reveals the beauty,
Of a woman's alluring binds. 02

These...

Read More

When we met, I surely knew the yearning
Breathlessness erasing my weariness
Feelings, dreams, soothing every discerning
You silence doubts, discourage dreariness
Deep inside, I long for your spirit’s smile
I feel so thankful for this song of grace
Past all...

Read More

I am a right-brain prominent writer
which must not be confused with
a prominent left-brain writer,
which I am almost decidedly not
nor would I aspire
toward such all or nothing thinking
and not at all both/and feeling.

Like most writers,
I feel...

Read More

Imagine with me
that your local
political
economic community,
municipality,
bioregion
is a communication network
already at hand,
like a potentially benign kingdom
or mutually informed democracy,

Which is what some residents actively hope for
as a peaceful sacred communion
and others engage in active voting campaigns
and...

Read More

"A White Sheet of Paper."  Part1

Once upon a time I was a white sheet of paper
Pilled between hundreds on a shelf my neighbor 
For years was an old stapler.

I was full of life yet...

Read More

An Eastern term, karma
for Western causes
leading to subsequent events,
one bilateral lined dimension
temporally expressed,
explicated,
delineated,
articulated
co-arising dipolarity
correlational
co-relational,
negative and/or positive

Energy
empowerment/disempowerment
enlightenment/disenlightenment

Pathological benightedness
dualdark bilateral
East v West dissociative energy
potential power
shadowed unfore-giving lacking light

Repeatedly,
redundantly enough
that we create "pathology" language
to describe constant,
or nearly constant,
win/lose...

Read More

"Perspective of an Invisible People"

Struggling for over four hundred years
Drowning in rivers of tears
Throughout the country's history
Accepting black people, still a mystery
Since the country's discovery, we've been abused 
Standing with strength, will prevent us from...

Read More

For the third time Pandora stands before the box
Inlaid with jewels ivory and gold
In her hand is the key – she closely examines
Intrigued by its intricate patterns - so ancient- so old

Her Creator’s mandate she...

Read More

This day is Bright ! 
Thoughts take Flight .

Music – the companion of my soul !
Books – the confidants to my mind !
Daughters – the reasons for life to know
more than experience has allowed me...

Read More

He was mighty as could be venturing down by the sea,
revered as the king soaring over his golden throne-
He was respected yet felt neglected and could never see,
all the beauty he held and sadly felt...

Read More

I write…
Because my heart feels, pounding
Away, breathless, filled with enthusiasm
For the moments that bring joy, hope, peace
The wonders of a light drowning in liquid sweetness
Syrup, raining flavors of elation, imagination, inspiration
Through the feelings that bring...

Read More

As Mother Teresa words Echo with in My Mind.
So,"You can not save The World,Then save Just One."
This is not about Me Anymore My Friends,indeed.
It is about the Existence of To Be or not To Be...
It...

Read More

I remember…

Waking up with an eagerness
That can only be felt, never described
By mere nouns, verbs or adjectives –
This was a feeling more precious than gold,
More electrifying than that string of lights
Placed so perfectly on tender...

Read More

Dear Lord, I love you and know that you know
The thoughts that I think and the hopes from my heart
You know about my sins and all the pain I’ve been in
You know when I’ve failed...

Read More

In a moment
Ten turns to twenty,
Then, thirty to forty,
Then, fifty to sixty…

In a moment…
Blessings are forgotten,
Sometimes simply ignored…
While hope is found in hearts
Who know the meaning of real love,
Love that abides in the soul…
Who knows...

Read More

In our Sharing Circles
we have a ground rule
to share a one speaker at a time floor
and unitarian silent listening support

And rules to not share uninvited commentary
suggestions
verbal agreements or disagreements
during, and after,
this formalized Circle.

Speakers are invited...

Read More

We all began somewhere
not our own
and not on our own.

All life began somewhere
within Earth's regenerative systems
not our own,
as did Earth
Her EcoSelf.

No one is autonomously entitled
to sustained ego-awareness,
much less self-promoting narcissism.

Earth began someplace
beyond His/Her own north...

Read More

Painting my thoughts in bold, vibrant hues –
Lavender and cobalt, scarlet and gold – all the beautiful
Found in the music, the poem, the art – unfolding
On a heart who believes, this life truly is a...

Read More

Insignificant,
My proses are nothing without you-
but scribbles, through and through
I dream a dark weary blur
of letters, a phrases, going by in a flur-
Even that; my thoughts seeming simple
even then it lacks luster given by you-
the...

Read More

Little child
Your tiny hands hold a little flower
Delicately, you start weaving a story about peace
In your gentleness, you understand how happiness works
It is the sanctuary of warm softness in the heart
Free of all clouds and...

Read More

I’ve been cutting Peter’s hair for a year. When covid lockdown occurred, I learned to cut my brother’s hair - and yes, he still has two ears. When I first met Peter, he had a...

Read More