Long Mediates Poems

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Premium Member Spring Dog and Falling Eagle

Spring Dog,
like any terrorist
I've ever not quite met,
not seen eye to eye,
nor found knowable,
nor fathomable,

Out to see the world
and form colonies
to feed his cancered Ego,

Teaches his hungry disciples
that success
goes to those who push
most resiliently.

I work against fear
we are heading for a confrontation,
where Earth must win
so Spring Dog must
inevitably
unpopulate.

Earth's journey
away from terror
and toward compassion
experiences intelligently designed success
with those who cooperatively pull
toward nutritious multicultural resonance.

Spring Dog
dismisses EarthMothers
as too weak
and poor in Spirit,

Not yet realizing
His poor in Spirit
is also Falling Eagle's
rich in cooperative MotheringNature.

Summer Otter
mediates between these ways of seeing
slippery slopes toward owning Earth
encourage Spring Dogs
to treat EarthTribes,
human 
and OtherWise,
as natural
unspirited,
secular resources,
owned domestic elements for harvesting,
property to feed
and heat
his Winter Hawk nest
of capital-infestment

Further fueling Falling Eagles
to pull full-flight 
toward more cooperative reinvestment.


Acrostic On My Sweet Daughter Sanmati 2

Sanmati is my angle’s name. She never
Analyses her problem without sure.
Neither does she answer anyone directly;
Mediates before speaking desperately. 
Amit is her uncle’s name. Smart is he
Though teaches him how to be.
I am proud father and Kavita her mother.
Savita is her grandmother who bother
Always for her betterment. We all
Negotiate for her better stroll
Knowing how the future world be.
Either ways are taught to be free
Truth and honesty being you see.
“Jai Jinendra” is the first word 
All we speak before tea or curd.
I am sure her grandpa Deshbhushan
Needs her help when he in tension.
Form: Monorhyme

Premium Member Voice in My Head


let me be a wanderlust vixen in the vortex ~ 
a voltage liquified to the upbeat vibrato,
versing vehemently in venom-glazed grief, 
and rehearsing your criminalism 
like a serial liar ~
because I am too voiceless 
to command the Monarch of mercury 
to vindict the sojourners 
that lure me to their blind holes,
and vandalise the chromatic criticisms 
that clench me in their cyanide claws,
through the cracks 
branching in the demonised billboard …

Oh scorching serpent,  
slithering with velvet-tongued torment,
never leave me tethered
between the lips of loneliness ~
like a leaflet tucked on
the seaglass screen, 
screaming for those stygian seashells 
to lock my secrets behind 
the bars of misplaced passwords,
because, this pulse of paranoia 
is too pure to palpitate 
in the pixels of poisoned prayers ~
and there is no anecdote 
that annihilates the anxious 
acronyms of abandonment, 
streaming through the realms 
of disposed dimensions.
There are no strings attached 
that hum in hexed hoaxes 
through the violin vendetta 
strumming an acapella ~ 
through the lusty noise 
of monsters longing for 
the loss of my sacred insanity …

perhaps, the voice in my head
is an ode to the orchestrating shadows,
too mindless to manipulate ~ 
          scripted in secluse 
          replaying the ruins,
          paused in the prison 
                  
    a sketch of sleep in splitting senses … 

as bipolar ballads 
tame their schizophrenic strokes ~
when the Maestro of moon 
mediates a megalomaniac 
sonnet of venting slaves,
in the muted matriarchy of mantras 
that keep repenting rage,
in the impulsive incandescence 
of my icy azure ink ~ 
refusing the warmth 
of vulnerable sagas 
that ache to heal me 
and release the 
insomniac coldness ~ 
blanketed with the sparks 
of murky mermaid stars …

I own this label ~
the name of a lunar lunatic, 
and this is a war,
between the sphinx of sabotage 
and the never-ending nocturns ,
as, I remain weapon-less 
like a cardinal iris,
rewriting the rules 
of unshakable madness 
in your maniac meanderings,
        ineffable ~  invisible ~ incurable 
                                   an impostrous
                                                  i n v a d e r …

Premium Member Taking Bare of Yourself

Taking Bare of Your Self

Reflecting on the silent moments when the Self absorbs itself
Tim is called preposterous a villain and contentious narcissist

He looks into the mirror ponders on ponds of accusations
Yet hurts no others rejects a portion of what he recovers

No aggression no hurting others no transgressions he simply
Choses to take a good honest look at the prism of his meaning

The surface surges with a splatter as he views beyond the
Grimace of distortion salvages and abandons faulty grins

In the nude he dives into the wrinkled waters of salty tears
Mediates in breathless meditation sheds weight and anger

Takes care of his truth at the bottom of uncertain sediments
Strips groundless fearsome fathom fragments and thus retrieves

Bystanders do not like that he appears to be marvelling when
He only begs to differ from others and himself before he rises

Dissents consents dissolves ambivalence does not retaliate
False censorship of crowds that cannot will not wish to see

When onlookers label in projection and throw a stone he catches
What matters to him and walks away with kindness towards himself

20th July 2018

Premium Member Forgiveness

In flash of lightning on clouds' darkest tide
Christ gave light to the world -He gave His life
to forgive all our sins, He suffered…died
Exemplifying His loving deeds  for
we’re His children, in Him we must unite.
His sacrifice gave Him unrivalled sore
to make His Love reign in this world, not grudge
Hatred inflicts pains of body, mind...heart--
Spoiling one's relationship, soul is smudged.
No sadness  follows or unending war
if our contrite heart will swallow its pride
and His Holy Spirit mediates and guide.
Jettison our heart’s  hurts through forgiveness
and sail on life’s light flow with happiness.


©2015Leonora Galinta
     All Rights Reserved



Sept. 30, 2015         11.15 pm

Also inspired by a bible verse:
Ephesians 4:32
© Len Gasun  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Sonnet


Premium Member Pondering On Nirvana

Pondering on Nirvana

The meditator mediates her thoughts meanders through
               confusion and the onslaught overkilled by oscillating storms

Nothingness emptiness detachment as she does not wish to 
               be fragmented any longer but the Lotus flower seems

Appears to have departed the mantras has deserted her and her visions 
               are merely a picture of Guernica in which rotten demise remains

Her poetry resounds blank sentences a piece of paper fountain pain 
               pricked pen idle dried ink and empty hollow words craving expression

Her begging bowl scrambles for what is or is not meant to be seeks
               the truth darkens memories of a blotchy future so far untold

Seeds are waiting to flourish agonise antagonise before the 
               waiting game is over and reality settles on her tired restless mind

The moment bargains like a Faustian pact entices temptations 
               doubts resolve capitulation yet fails once more the sweet surrender

When evening falls again she levitates on the putrid stench of 
               humanity while smells  of roses have succumbed to thorns alone

Reflecting moons however guide shooting stars alleviate the scorching sun
               so she resolves to try in hope once more when new tomorrow beckons

Premium Member Deepest and Wisest Vocations

Real estate buying and selling businesses,
professionalized,
specialized
competitive capitalist agency

Began with commercial
corporate relocations
and quickly spread
to domestic competitions
to sell high
and buy low.

Highest and best competitive use
has become an industry maxim
for facilitating transactions
of human housing habitats--
less concerned than another time
for humane home sacred ecohabitats.

How would real property look and sound,
touch and feel,
smell and taste
healthier and wealthier
if we were to reconsider this maxim?
revised:

Real healthy estate agency
multiculturally
and multigenerationally mediates
deepest and most robust
cooperative occupancy!
ego/eco polypathic presence!
cooperative economic awareness!
active democratic political consciousness!

For me,
this reweaving of cooperative win/win facilitation,
leadership through nonviolent listening
to clients,
potential clients,
future cooperative ownership
immigrants and emigrants,

Speaks to and with green new deal
cooperative housing mediation,
restorative justice communication
to foster healthier,
more robust,
resonant,
resilient communities

Of multicultural
multigenerational
regenerational trust,
care giving and receiving,
democratic prosperity
and economically resilient well-being,
rooted in our indigenous tribal memories
and flowering as our future cooperative housing
and healthiest environmental communion habitat
co-occupational
bilateral health/wealth
ego/eco-conscious balance,
natural rhythms,
spiritual patterns of healthy seasons,
climates,
internal and external 
habitats of self/other-optimizing 
resizing
downsizing climate risk,
by upsizing cooperative health opportunities.

Premium Member Freedom to Taste and See

Our green campus favorite
MuseSpeech Teacher
always hosted outside seminars
at noon,
Sharp!

And served chocolates
while mentoring
Her systemic theology

"Doesn't get on well
with academic secularized ecology
we have
and have not
personally experienced."

This is today's thesis
and antithesis
for engaging stories
of synergetic peak experiences,
amusing EarthBright passions,
peace-warrior beauty,
scents of sage sensed joy.

S/he mediates lunchtime vocations
inviting us to try again
replacing all our "mono" orthodox theories,
with "poly" orthopraxis
to reconsider
healthy freedoms
shamelessly uncovered 
through personal experience.

Trading in monotheistic theories
for polytheistic compassion

Monocultural nationalism
for polycultural globalism

Mono-polistic win/lose contention
for poly-polistic win/win intention.

As our internal clocks
move from ZeroSoul search
to OneSum find,
s/he concisely
and precisely creolizes
resilient bipartisan
transparency
through less transient opportunities
for curiosity

"Thank you for investing this lunchtime
with me
and each sacred Other
to learn to listen
before speaking nighttime's questions,
wondering and wandering on
and on 
about why tumescent monotheistic poles
most always feel so happy
to taste and smell 
our officious pantheistic holes."

Premium Member Puncture Kit

at  the  entrance   to   the  drive-in church   the road  divides   deceptively

the  sign  signals  divisive  directions  but  mediates  midway  at  midnight

Saviour salvation spirit		                    Satan superstition sacrilege 

God giving guidance 			                        gluttony greed gyrations

resurrection    rejuvenation    revelations   agnostics   atheism   antitheses

righteousness   roadside  assistance  available  ‘enter  at  your  own   peril’

prayers   pious   power  soda pop  popcorn   psychedelics  putrid  paranoia 

temple tables terra-firma		                  trivia temptation tribulations

selfless sacred sustenance		                       slivering snake salivating

the  slow-motion picture  posits  poignant  perusal  but it’s a  silent  movie

apart from back seats groaning settling for sex  sperm and  splits  sheaths

scripted sanguine suggestions                            sighs salubrious screams 

sanctimony shelter serenity		           suffering secrets sneakiness

spare me  serpent and ravaging rod please hit me with your  rhythm  stick

appease  the  apple  anchor my  appetite  avert my  agonizing  aspirations

Eve  enters the epic  production while  Mary Magdalene  marries  measure

suddenly  the  speaker  system sounds  in  supersonic  spectacle’s squeals

sheep and shepherd apparition or angels dreams or duped delirious dance

purity pinnacles pentacles                 punishment penetration perspiration

chaste cinematic celebrations 	              cradling caresses X rated cross

on  the  way  home  the bubble  and the tyres burst into  almighty  shreds

but the spare  rubber  went  missing  and God works in  mysterious  ways


29th August 2020

Premium Member Oceans Apart

gravity craves in the sky

weightless surrender -

comet reaches rock bottom


tides foam a lullaby

crested lengths wave -

ripples focus underneath


horizon lingers abreast

pain drenched capture -

currents expose lost hope


a life buoy tied to an anchor

flare soaked in life’s blood -

cess pool seizes cessation


atlantis meet nirvana

tranquility draws in the sand-

jetsam leads the way


the saviour dies dried tears

an offering’s nail to the cross -

hobgoblin mocks the journey


drift wood walks on water

parts with seven wild seas -

beach hut shelters new dreams


a lonely star fish grants company

octopus offers eight fold path -

tentacles points to serenity


shooting star recovers attraction

wings hardship and meaning -

levitation mediates sorrow


earth-wind meets fire

mermaid shares fins -

life life rescues calm voyage


07th February 2020

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