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What the world needs now
Is love, sweet love
Sound familiar???
No truer words were ever spoken
Love makes the world go round
Everything else is secondary
Us humans seem to be hellbent
On destroying everything that's good and decent
It's beyond all logical explanation
We all need to step back
And take a good look at what we've got
It shouldn't always be about what we don't have
Before you know it, we reach our golden years
And what was so very important once
No longer seems to matter one iota
RELAX... GO WITH THE FLOW
Live, love, laugh... it feels sooo damn good!
© Jack Ellison 2014
If words had minds, what would they say?
Alpha knowledge
Word power
Sentences aligned in thinking
AI having no option
Words would be thinking for themselves
No need for the human mind
Words setting the course
Impact being a force
Words approach
Concept their choice
Words being their own space
Humans could no longer control
The theory of a new behold
Words take hold
Intriguing and accelerating
Fulfilling and soothing
Encouraging and establishing
Word talk
Human listen
Needing help from the human aspect
Words being their own intellect
Reverse of alpha knowledge
Logical thinking far superior above man in how words operate
Word mindset
Words measured on effort
Words have arrived and ready
The new alpha sentences approach
You have been told.
YEARNING FOR LEARNING
I studied love from a scientific text
Its logical approach fitted like a glove
It said exactly the things I must do next
I do know everything about life and love
At least now after reading that reference book
Although they do say, as below, so above
But your real life reaction was all it took
And what was possible, sadly is no more
So, I’m not inclined to take another look
My life without love is like it was before
Such ignorance has left me feeling so small
I thought I knew, but now I am not so sure
Just how would I know if love will ever call
Maybe it’s that I have learned nothing at all
Reed Richards, Mister Fantastic, a logical wizard,
Susan 'Sue', invisibly caused many a blizzard.
The human torch, Johnny Storm, who caused blaze-smouldering flames
Ben Grimm, the monstrous thing, who, with his stone-like flesh, played games
Traditions they trespassed; boundaries they bound; Chores ignored;
Subdued the subversives; tackled the terrors; caused concord;
The king rogue Doctor Doom, planet-devourer Galactus
The bleak realm's Annihilus... each they crack as though fractus
Brisk, like lightning or thunder; shape-shifting when needed;
Brim-filling optimism and integrity, well-wielded
They were, yet, true human beings with hearts of flesh and blood.
They could, however, survive midst dire drought or fatal flood.
As global celebrities, as unconventional friends,
And as invisible miracles with fulfilling ends
They expanded the Marvel Universe and its ventures.
With all spider-web-like intricacies and indentures
It was found many years ago in a treasure chest
Historical data not found in the regular bible
Events that took place
Theory full of mysteries
Stories of its own
Journey far and beyond
Words in foreign languages concepts
No collaboration to the regular bible
Strong reflections on principles
Ironic in the purpose
Richness of the words throughout
Quality beyond anyone’s intellect
Superior from high calling
Secrete in value
Fortune quo
Dazzle in sequins all around
This secrete bible is not easier found
Secrete and personal
Secrete written and words spoken in documentation
Logical and Ethnical
You got distance, relief, and healthy distraction.
I was held by responsibility, restraining reaction.
For you, novelties, travels far and wide.
For me, holding down the fort became a thorn in my side.
We both bought into this future plan of ours,
Retirement security, all worth a couple of scars.
I soon came to learn, oh, the lesson cut deep,
The flashbacks still find me, break me open, make me weep.
I thought I could fix you, guide you, help you understand,
Shield your pain, comfort you, wasn’t that part of the plan?
Was I mistaken? I’m confused, where did I fall through?
By understanding your wounds, was I obligated to bleed for you?
The imbalance made me dizzy, so much I couldn’t stand,
The quiet cost of holding us together in one hand.
We adapted. We pivoted when the world pushed full force,
Learned how to ride the wave until it ran its course.
Silence and bending, born from a place of love,
No inner brakes, no discipline, when the "coulds" replaced "shoulds".
The impact of your actions landed differently for us both,
I’m still living with the weight of what it broke.
Your logical explanations walked calmly away,
While I stood emotionally stranded, unsure how to stay.
Whatever comes, let it meet me whole,
Not as the keeper of another soul.
I’m done confusing strength with staying still,
I now choose a life, that meets my will.
Seems like the global grid
Isn't that much ecological
Sustainability program
May not be explicitly logical
Trading of goods and the weapon
Economies systems the war
The influenced and the influencers
Effectiveness minimum bore
Smart cities that aren't so much smart
Devaluation of art
Activities list
Geopolitics
New models and new paradigms
Traffic of transport
The rhymes
Programs naive of the new architecture
Reactions, emotional
Form and the texture
Dramatical conflicts
Focus on humans
Leaders religeous
Image doom summus
Maps and the streets
Are the vessels
Infrastructures
Memories, doctrines
The political fractures
No one defines
Main the thinking of yours
But when they define
They are apt for remorse
No processing
Root wrong
Of the the origin
Fraud, obfuscation, saints and the forgery
Clock in the boxes
To measure photons
Scaling inadequacy
Tank is pion
Budgets of riccies
Positioning in time
Demands of the psyches
Virtual dime
Privacy lost
Paths ideal, naive
Opions, beliefs
Isn't real
No peace
Migrations, the trends
Isolated the fashion
Fruit isn't apple
Fruit now is passion
New phases of programs
Right to define
Whatever the limit
Of brain yours is fine
Computed solutions
That nothing do solve
But sure, neuromorphic
To what will you morph
Conductors, the contacts
The extrapolations
Reality virtual
There is no negations
The pressure of activism
Pressure of programs
There is no authority
Valuable morons
Compliance base standards
Front end of display
Life is the game
And you life this do play
What if you really
Don't qualify
For neither athlete
Nor the influencer
Sci-Fi
The simulations
And simulators
Role attributions
And interceptions
The image of Army
The system describes
Multidomain is
Domain many bias
Arms and the Joints
Commands and the combat
You reckon this Army
Is some kinda robot?
Where's Judgement
That will prevail
Over the institutes
Out on a bail
Treading on topic the logical man fears,
So potent it's like a ringing in his ear,
Its a stomp on his stomping ground without your knowledge,
Of even knowing the affect of its topic,
Defenses rise from an outward view,
While inside the process of growth is becoming brand new,
The boldness of that love is changing their belief,
From a different perspective they may have not seen,
So use to their own outlook, the fear of change,
The comfortable is getting uncomfortable because it's not the same,
Perspectives clash, their seeing new light,
Yet this is part of the process of gaining new sight,
The doors opened in a way unexpected,
Man's control takes a seat, while love redirects it,
His two years old son
Needed treatment for stomach pain
But he had no money
His wife needed to pursue
Her BA course
He couldn't afford to
I can't help he would say
I must be happy with what I have
He would say to himself
Somewhat stoically
But his days were otherwise happy
Ferrying people between
Two metro railway stations
In his motorized auto-rickshaw
The road was straight and bare
Just earn and live from hand to mouth
A youth of twenty with no anxiety
The season changed
One day after dropping the last passenger
His eyes fell on a purse lying in the rear seat
Inside it, he found some cards
A bundle of currency notes
One lakh Indian rupees
That would amount to
Around eight hundred dollars
For the first time
He was on crossroads
The right-hand road he looked at
The right brain itched
Lucrative and lovely
The left-hand one looked logical
Take care it warned
The left brain he scratched
Folds on the forehead
The choice was difficult
Unlike Robert Frost
Perhaps the purse owner
Had withdrawn the money from a bank
To meet some emergency
He rationalized
Rummaging the purse
He got a useful telephone number
He dialed it
Answered a suave voice
The caller narrated how he had got the purse
The responder melted in gratefulness
" I am busy in my office.
My wife will see you in an hour.
Do please visit us one day and have lunch
with us"
Handsome looking
Auto-rickshaw owner smiled
Looked still further handsome
Mrs. Dasgupta arrived at the appointed hour
He returned the purse
A month later she gave him a return gift
It was almost a love at first sight
This time
He was at a really difficult crossroads
September 17, 2019
Crossroads Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Silent One
Love is a tender kiss made from a magic spell
wrapping you softly with undeniable charm
it sits simultaneously attached to your lapel
hearing your hearbeat so tender and warm
it blows you away in a thousand different ways
no common sense or logical consent or decision
can take your wings away and never counting days
it delivers you to canvass with artistic precision;
Love is a moment in time its a diamond of shine
saving you from yourself it shows you the way
when it finds you, there is no yours or mine
only a togetherness that makes you want to stay
Love is a tender kiss made from honey and dew
wrapped in cellophane with a thousand I love u's
Written by: Pixie Dust
11/27/2019