Long Mind over matter Poems
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devastatingly, grievously, inconsolably,
got hexed, issued jilted livingsocial, a less
son learned to late, how maddeningly mess
say yon nick lee infuriated, not accepting press
sing ill fate, nor countenancing fatal injustice,
refusing to curtsy fiendish inxs did piss
her off (poisoned scorpion sting) remiss
cheekily peppering psyche as if Swiss
cheese, a once spunky Arthur Murray shored
dance instructor, who scored
door prize in the guise of thee less torte sured
near nonagenarian papa, where meanness poured
from grim mortal outlook parlayed moored
deadly reaper, quashed, ruined as lord
stole, sacred maternal tribal nurse, unfairly did hoard
final precious seconds unexpectedly meant un explored
positive rapport forever undergirded "door"
closed to resolve ambivalence with venerable bead
did association between
kith and kin, unfairly
dead poet society lettered deed
wrested a vibrant life despite zest that freed
a vibrant gal to coast along dialed up esprit
de corps spirit to live, yet greed
of metastatic cancer upended lead,
where mind over matter, sans power
in positive thinking rubric and plead
ding didst kill last ditch homeopathic screed
ambitions trumped, thus giving up the ghost
wracking sadness, sinking sorrow spilling most
lee tears of loss, among family, fellow Unitarians
of the Thomas Paine Fellowship
included with your obituary post.
Agile to the max and once, so skinny and insecure...musing of the past abuse and amusing you don't care at all...sarcasm rolls down my long tongue of lamentation...
Mind over matter and my response is to truly endure from this furious frustration and wicked, wicked elation
Blessings bring me smiles of joy
I am an ambiverted kid, oh boy...
Very much so - exactly - so coy~
Excited and nervous to say the least
Right on, let's have a fervent, fearless feast!!!
Tread the road of recovery with me forevermore - we are never alone
Embarrassed because I made a fool out of me to the core on the phone
Dreaded this moment - I must stand up for what's right and more on my own
Kid's kites in the sky - I'm high in the clouds of thinking-aloud shrouds
Imagine being accepted wholeheartedly in all aspects of life
Desiring peace over strife, though guilt cuts like a knife...I am seeking my future beautiful, wonderful wife...
Let words be like footprints of understanding
Let every sentence narrate
Guide inspiration through create
Confident to pursue
Mind over matter and soul at will
Take charge and control
Right place and timing
Theory behind
All genuine
Moment to fulfill
Call to write
Interaction response
Learn by experimenting in participating
Listening being encouraging
Master your ability
A meant to be
For the world to see
Treasure Chest Motivation
The best to come
Think 2026 as you work it out
Be the best, but don’t settle for less
Only you can contest
Be the writer and Poet in confess
Let assurance be the test.
6am she's been up all night long
Filling more and more pages with each hour that passes
Her heart has been broken, she's been head over heels
And yet each time she finds a way to heal
Her writing has become her great escape
Memory after memory, there's so much to say
Loves found and loves lost
Burials of the ones she clinged to most
Getting close to those she hadn't been before
If anything life has taught her things don't always remain the same
And to change isn’t always such a bad thing
Memories from the past will forever remain
But with a little time and space
Even the hardest of things you can overcome
A battle is only ever lost
When and if you give up the fight
Take it from someone who knows all too well
I've been there more times than I care to count
Each time feels a little worse than before
But my heart finds a way to heal once more
And once again I put it all on the line
Thinking that maybe it'll be different this time
But it all ends just the same
Another song, another tear, another poem
All in hopes to just get by
Her secrets she hides
Pretending that all is okay
No one knows what she hides inside
You can't see what's hidden behind her smile
The game itself she learned to play
And the memories she can't escape
So instead she found a way to cope
No two people deal with things the same
Sometimes it's not about letting go
Or even learning to get over what you've been thru
But learning to live with what life throws at you
At times it seems harder than others
And yet nothing is truly impossible
You learn it's all about mind over matter
Your head versus your heart
Instead of fighting the way you feel
You find a way to hide the pain
And paint a smile for the world to see
After everything I'd been thru
I was forced to find something that worked for me
Now all you have to do
Is find what works for you….
Some days are up some are down
Seems like there's no rhyme or reason
Maybe the weather, maybe the news
Maybe it's the change of season
Usually a very upbeat old duffer
Been this way since I was a young'un
Makes for a much happier existence
At my best when I'm just a-funnin'
Sure like to pass on my modus operandi
But it's easier said than done
All I can say is wake up with a smile
Your days will be filled with fun
At times people say my smiling face
Can really be quite annoying
“Don't you want to strangle the cat at times
Grab her by the tail and swing”
Must confess I do have those days
But they're few and quite far between
It's really a case of mind over matter
You'll be happier than you've ever been
© Jack Ellison 2013
“Think outside the box!!”
Damn, as I age it’s become…….
“Stay out of the box.”
It’s mind over matter.
If you don’t mind……
it don’t matter.
Fine wine mellows
Good cheese ages…….
We …. get old.
Before you do something stupid
check the birth date…
on your drivers license.
Don’t have a drivers license
then you’re too young
or too old………………..
to do something that stupid.
If your phone rings….
Damn you really are old.
When the sales clerk asks
“Do you have any questions?”
you ask…
“What’s the capitol of South Dakota”
you are old…..
and still a smart ass.
Any request that requires
moving from your favorite chair……
elicits a “Why”.
If your version of the “good old days”
includes walking to school, carrying
a lunch, going out to play, heating
water for a bath, galoshes,
or Christmas…………..
GET IN THE BOX…..
John G. Lawless
11/2/2015
Here as I sit with pen and ink,
Hurl form and wit as thought now links.
I feel a strain of pulse that hurls,
I claim from pain a touch that twirls.
See sensuous stay that feeds each surge,
Sense new wordplay fling feel and urge.
Ideas spring forth to fashion form,
Image goes north to find bold norms.
Mind over matter is state of heart,
More than chatter the muse now starts.
Ply over poise true verse from noise,
Please make a choice to fund your voice.
Live in the light and love your stay,
Love streams sure flight through night and day.
Yield to your soul and heart and mind,
Yes sense a whole that now aligns.
Come out and play and dance and sing,
Cheer frames your say with joy you bring.
Opt for fond moods to sow and reap,
Open to good that moves grand heaps.
Meet all you meet with easy smile,
Mind how you greet your shadow style!
Enter the gate where truth unfolds,
Embrace the plate with peace laid bold.
Leon Enriquez
20 Mar 2014
Singapore
Always look on the sunny side
The sunny side of life
It's where you'll forever find me
Life's just one big slice
A slice of joy and happiness
Waiting for you to call
Doesn't even require a passport
It's there to welcome all
A thousand times more enjoyable
Than stumbling round in a funk
Your step will have a much livelier gait
You'll smile a whole big bunch
All are capable, my very good friends
Matter of mind over matter
If you think positive and grin each day
Happy genes will get much fatter
Now it's very well known knowledge
Happy genes can go a long way
To extending your days here on earth
It'll be a much happier stay!
MIND OVER MATTER... A VERY SIMPLE WAGE...
AS A HUNGER ARTIST... I LIVE A WEEK INSIDE A CAGE.
SIXTY SECONDS IN EVERY MINUTE SIXTY EVERY HOUR.
JUST A DAY INSIDE THIS CAGE YOU BLOSSOM LIKE A FLOWER.
FEED ON AIR... DRINK YOUR THOUGHTS...
REMEMBER BACK WHAT YOU WERE TAUGHT.
NOW'S THE TIME FOR YOU TO DREAM.
REACH NEW HIGHS YOU'VE NEVER SEEN.
I FEEL THE HUNGER... I LOVE IT STRONG....
INSIDE THIS CAGE IS WHERE YOU BELONG.
EMBRACE THE PAIN AT THIS TIME....
LET IT TRAVEL THROUGH OUT YOU MIND.
INSIDE THIS CAGE I CAN SEE,
WHAT OUTSIDE VIEWERS CAN'T BELIEVE.
REACH FOR HOPE AND YOU WILL SEE,
THERE'S SOMETHING MORE, IN LIFE YOU NEED.
WHAT DOES NOT KILL YOU MAKES YOU STRONG.
HELP'S YOU MOVE YOUR LIFE ALONG.
MAKE YOUR STAND, LIVE YOUR LIFE.
RAISE YOUR ARMS AND CONQUER STRIFE...
SEVEN DAYS HAVE PASSED ME BY...
AS A HUNGER ARTIST I REFUSE TO DIE....
I APPRECIATE THIS TIME SPENT WITH YOU.
I HOPE YOU ENJOYED MY POINT OF VIEW....
Wishing clouds bring about constant rain
It illuminates the body with joy and pain.
So, the air we breathe is constantly being absorbed
By the love within our hearts and the sad remorse.
The trees will bring about the shade that hides the shadow of darkness
The skin hides the inside of the body that hurts from sorrow.
The Sun will bring our body everything we need
Only to be taken away when the body is weak.
So why do we go outside when there's nothing to gain
Being born into a world with imaginary wings and a fake name.
Because the sensitivity of this young world will bring trigger fingers to the forefront
While our mastering minds are trying to teach every heart to love every month.
But only God's energy and frequency will penetrate our minds
To ease the pain and suffering of our own kind.
But the devil's vortex that's hovering over our crown
Is erasing the mental and relapsing us back to the ground.
So how do we escape the escape room when it's surrounded by four walls
That represent depression, women undressing, self-control, and painful aggression, which is our downfall.
So we sit back and watch our people get shot while they get shot by a vaccine that represents a gun
To kill our bodies, with lethal injection that makes us so numb.
To the point of death only to become a zombie that will feed off the mental making you insane
Only because your body is dead but still alive, moving in cosmic motion without a brain.