Long Minuses Poems
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Everyone comes to a point
Where they've had enough
Been through a
Whole lot of stuff(lot of stuff)
Had enough minuses
Trying to stick to the plus
I've did more than most
Going to make it
Lets propose a toast
So what do you do
When the possibilities exhaust
Make the best of it
Find out your cost
No matter what you do
Live your life to the fullest
Its all up to you
Its your life
Get up and live it(live it)
Oh yea
Make sure you make the right decisions
In your life
Live out your vision
It can be fun and so fulfilling (fulfilling)
Remember you can do this
Just live your life to the fullest
Everyone has a passion
Ohhhhhhhhh ohhhhhhhhh
Easy to lose sight
With discrations (with distraction's)
Trying to make sure the world
Is up to your satisfactions
So what am I trying to say
Be more than just a display (a display)
Go ahead and do all that you want
Don't let anyone ever say that you cannot
Build a legacy
Dont be forgot
Its your life
Get up and live it(live it)
Oh yea
Make sure you make the right decisions
In your life
Live out your vision
It can be fun and so fulfilling (fulfilling)
Remember you can do this
Just live your life to the fullest
So what exactly will you do?
Focus on being
Someone other than you
Not realizing in your self
Is where your wealth
When I speak in wealth
Clearly I don't men money ??
I mean self worth honey
Continue to pursue
All your dreams
Dont give up no matter how hard it seems
Go ahead and give it all you got
Aim to the highest reach the top
Its your life
Get up and live it(live it)
Oh yea
Make sure you make the right decisions
In your life
Live out your vision
It can be fun and so fulfilling (fulfilling)
Remember you can do this
Just live your life to the fullest
Written By:Concetta Hardnett
9/5/15
In the last four years I have had no seasonal allergies
Thanks to all of Chaga’s wonderful properties.
Then comes along spring of twenty seventeen
And I am back swallowing a bunch of antihistamine,
For I had stop consuming my magic potion.
Really, truly, I had no notion,
Of all its pluses versus its minuses.
Now it comes too late for my poor sinuses.
Chaga, I hope it is not to late to reclaim your power
So I may stop popping pills and get off all puffers.
I believe and trust that you will not let me suffer
So I might enjoy what this season as to offer,
Like the beautiful blossoms and blue skies
without having oozing and watery eyes.
But in the meantime, family and friends, just stay polite
With each time I sneeze, just say "Gesundheit"
this (right!?) write is based on a bhuddist perspective of the "now" (quote:...
it is the being of an emptiness that enables a reality its manifestation)......
andt, the band 'u2's song "i've still not found what i'm looking for"....is the
fodder.
in the free verse the/a 'looking fore' is as a path ahead, between all common space-time logics (a bhuddist view)....pluses/minuses and all else somehow shift 'to one side' andt, new choices become obvious as if one watches a reality
movie in slow motion.
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i've climbed some high mountains...andt...
run....through some fields to be...
with 'a' you...andt only with 'a' you have i....
crawled and scaled these walls to finally...stay with 'a' you...
but my finding was....not a 'looking-fore' because...
what i found was not 'a' path to...seeing what 'a fore' is....
i'd made sweet slips that...felt like healing fire tips...
andt' was only desire for...'a' nice ice pack for the neck...
still hadn't found the 'looking fore'...but knew 'a now' not a (k)not and...
how/what/where/when the 'looking for' is....it appears as on it's own accord...
anywhere everywhere....all becomes as one andt…
the 'looking fore' is before your eyes...as another dimensional world...
reality divides andt...your perspective is on a slow 'reality....movie'...
buddha's perspective presents many commonly...unseen perspectives...
it loosens bonds and chains and lets go the shames...of the looking 'for'...
andt not 'a looking fore' that is everywhere so...stop and let 'it' appear...
stan sand
If you know what you're sad about
What you're angry and mad about
Be a bit of a gadabout
Find something to be glad about
You dwell on the minuses
Complain about the Why-nesses
Time to elevate, Your Highness
Unclog your mental sinuses
Enough of the gloom; enough of the doom
Destroy them now: POW and KABOOM!
No more assigning blame
Just play the Glad Game
Your eyebrows are fine
And so are your knuckles
Think about those two
And burst out in chuckles
No phlegm in your throat
Or snot in your nose
Make a wee bit of effort
Wash the dirt from your toes
You're not allergic to chocolate
Or cookies, or candy and cake
And when you eat pizza
Your tummy doesn't ache
No pimples on your face
Or freckles on your butt
If you're over nineteen
You've outlived King Tut
Once you open your mind
And see what you've had
You'll always be glad
My dear friend and comrade!
You can keep swinging in your smile
as your eyes see through the cylinder only
where the flowers radiate the scent
where the leaves wait for the rustle
of the fondling wind
where stars wait for the music
of the magical light peaks
where the blue sky waits
for the golden kite
in the cloud towers
Where the staircase raises the ears
for the sound of the footsteps
Where the mahogany branch
craves for the feet of the pair of the larks
The cylinder refuses to take
the wide angle lens
adding to the view
the greedy rats
the spilling vats
the leopard like hungry cats
the pus and pain of the flats
that our apartment is proud of
housing the autocrats
None in your tunnel
You don't battle
Against the stale apples
the de facto brothels
in the apartment in isolation
with no ventilation
You are of course better off
than those who have
the same tunnel before the eyes
Only the field of view with no dew
For them in the queue
The rapists and rape victims
The murdered and the murderer
The cheats and frauds
The figures flawed
Nothing good and well
The earth a hell
You are better off
With your cut-off
eliminating the minuses
Including only the pluses
where the thorns
aid and abet the blossoming of the rose
We like to keep disjointed
And highlight the negative knives only
Turning blind to the beehives
And the humming bee
bridging you and me
You do have the ear
corresponding with the tunnel vision
to hear and respond
and build the blueberry bond
between the flute and the music
The circles concentric
of the lyrics of life
and the drumsticks
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April 28, 2018
Tunnel Vision - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann
An excerpt from my new short story:
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