Long Octave Poems

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Premium Member To Patronize Privilege

To patronize,
repatriotize,
restore,
co-invest in:

To express positive WinWin attitude,
sacred gratitude,
through mutually cooperative investment
of healthy bilateral Time
past and future researched,
as wealthy sacred history of EarthSpace

SpaceTime ZeroZone Zen
Zero-notnot interest
in equivalent polypathic co-investment,

WinWin
ZeroSum NegEntropic,
right-brain sacred Left-wise/Right-elder ZeroZone,
HereYang-NowYin
Ego/EcoCentric Place,
in MatriarchalBorn EarthTribe.


To vulnerably and transparently matronize
EarthTribal healthy-wealth:

To vocationally transport
mutually cooperative transubstantiating communications
dialectal creolizations
of polynomial languages
Positive/Negative
and notnot in-between

Polyphonic TippingPoints
octave-doublefractal harmonics
5Dimensional binary spiraling
polypathic double-binary WinWin enculturations

Cooperative Yang InterPolitical secularity
with YinSquared IntraPersonal sacrality,
grace-filled DNA with RNA follow the light solidarity for
and integrity of
Patriarchal ReVocational ReStorations
and Green MotherTree reforesting revolutions--WinWin.


Premium Member Octaves of Love

Line of inquiry: 

“joy, empathy, compassion
on an upward arc
an effervescence eternal
causes bliss ignition to start”



Hushed footsteps, 
    lilting notes play.
        Brahams fills the air.
            Hesitent breaths.
                Anticipated waiting.
                   Eyes glint.
                       Thoughts unspoken.
                            Evocative emotion.                   
   Tenderly touching.
        Body trembling.
             Aroused pleasure .
                   Inviting, beckoning kisses.
                          Tempestuous taste.
                                  Tantalising whispers.
                                          Sensual surges.
                                                    Beetoven's 5th livens the tempo.
    A teasing pause,
       as minds unite.
            Firm pleasurable grasp.
                   Ecstasy within.
                       Rhythmic motion.
                               Pulsating pleasure.
                                       Two become one.
                                               Tumultuous need.
  Intense thrust,
        Ignited lust.
               Passion pinnacles.
                       Exaltation.
                            Rapture.
                                  Smoldering heat.
                                          Pronounced breathing.
                                                    Heart beats pounding.
   Melt into each others arms, 
            Eyes intimately meet, 
                    Smiles, 
                         exhausted contentment.
                                 Exhaling calmly.
                                          Eyes close. 
                                                 Restful sleep.
                                                          In love.

Premium Member The Sonnet

Poetic forms are special tools for me;
their rhythmic patterns mold words into shape.
Like guarded gates, they hold the imagery
and keep it tight so it does not escape.

There are so many types from which to choose-
but strict iambic forms do challenge me.
Without construction, words sometimes confuse;
strong rhyme and meter shape my poetry.

A small iambic form that shines the best-
The sonnet is a perfect writing scheme.
Its octave sets the stage as sestet next
delivers firm reactions to the theme.

The ending couplet states conclusive thought;
sums up emotions or an answer sought.
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member Doing PolyAmorous Paradise

When I was eight
I knew Paradise could not be merely secular humane
and yet be kind 
and omnipotently divine

when a Great Horned Owl
breathed her last sacred breath toward me,
left alone
while she flew away
to where I would poorly follow
in my robust adult time.

It took me eight cycles of octave eight
to realize why
Paradise must include safe nests for diverse fowl,
politically
and ecologically cooperative seas
flowing complex schools of graceful fish
and surf's bilateral co-gravity
flowing out here
and ebbing in now
breathing Earth's healthy paradise past
and wealth-empowering future 
polyamorous eternity.

Because an anthropocentric Paradise
would be monolithically,
and monotonously,
and monotheistically oxymoronic,
a scientifically and religiously ridiculous 
metaphysical nightmare,
not ecologically sustainable,
not psychologically palatable

not even harmonically healthy potential paradise
because not synergetically 
polyphonically
polypathically 
polyculturally
or polytheistically healthy 
wealth of peak co-empathic experience

regeneratively compelling
and degeneratively disspelling
economically enlightened
and politically empowering 
co-intelligent empathic/dyspeptic 
polytheistically inclusive 
indigenous wisdom design.

Every polyvagal body knows
Heaven begins and ends 
in an organically holistic
and politically democratic 
globally healthy Earth Garden
with zero-balanced waste wealth stream
and nonzero-soul kind-kin potential 
panentheistic elegant integrity,
yes?

So how does denying our naturally embodied climate
and unkind mind-wasting spiritual pathologies
help us become the perpetually ReStorative Paradise 
we might synergetically peace together

Healing decadently autocratic Hell
monotheistically against sacredly wealthy
organically healthy Gaia Earth.

Premium Member Feeling Valentine Pressure

Doubtless
Love is the main
subject of poetry

Lord knows, that Special Eve
Poor Muse given little rest -- 

Will her poet's heart 
pass quill’s definitive 
Romantic Test?

Write should be Eternally-true -- 

Original, composed just for you!

(From a self proclaimed Bard, Hallmark
seeming
will mean they are obviously through)

God!~ I hate this day!

Therefore, if lean my
words to her cherub ears 
(dear God)
let them trill fuller
and a fond octave finer -- 

and if sounding weathered 
my rhyme and form, please
send a mending air, elevating
all tattered, cloudy words~ enriching 
each, with a silky-glossy-silver liner -- 

     And if that's not enough...

Screw it....


Premium Member Thriving With Integrity

Synergy 
feels Earth is flat
two-dimensional
monolinear to me

While my life time line
inevitably moves from original eternity
through magical recreation effects
from empty cause
toward monotheistic EarthBright
completion light
exhaustion
caused and effected back again
into entropic dualdark chaos

By way of enlightening
and empowering bicameral contrast

Integrity
speaks four fractally
half-octave
impassioned dimensionally

Robust and elegant integrity
includes polymathic binomials
like polytheistic Heavens and monoculturing Hell,
Sacred Cooperatives and Desecrating Dogmatic Competition

To reconnect wealthy re-ligions 
of health restorative sciences

Above and below, and bilocational Theo/EcoLogic 
inside and outside, and bilateral nonviolent communication systemic
pleasure and pain, and balancing in-between health/wealth sufficient justice
found and lost, and democratic EarthPeace won
full and empty, and omnisciently enlightening empowerment,
left deductive thoughts and right inductive feelings, and bicameral balance

Rational space and irrational multiculturing integral time,
and span-rationally developing spacetime fractals,
individual and relational, 
and correlational co-revolving wave circling events
cause and effect, and survival causally effecting win/win thrival
black and white, and full-spectral
color wheels and sound octaves, 
and dynamic spiraling multicolors
of red war and green peace mystery,
and polyculturally unfolding octaves 
of dynamic health/wealth 
co-evolving ecopolitical history

Male and female, and bisensory-neural system story
regenerative and degenerative, and polyregender mystically
yes and no, and not not integral energy

Politically enlightening balance
for local cooperative wealth narratives,
And also economically empowering 
global intersectional health stories
of GoldenRules
internationally win/win applied,
practiced,
green cooperatively inhaled 
and blue/red integrity exhaled
together ultra-nonvioletly

Restoring bicameral dynamic 
four-dimensional synergetic season systems
developing cooperative co-investment 
perennial healthy wealth nurturing
nature/spirit compassionate 
timelessly indigenous 
integrity.

Premium Member Powers Over Me

I once read,
If I am a parishioner,
(or a student
or a child
or some other non-elite ecofeminist identity)
Then someone has power over me.

It would have been more helpful
if this "someone"
had been named,
finger-pointed outed.

I am left wondering,
Who could this Someone be?

And, is this non-indigenous power
used to empower and disempower me?
And/Or, disempower and empower We?
And possibly some of both,
and all fractal four, above?
Or, with the And/Or above,
is this actually another variation
on a perfect octave circling power-string?

This "someone"
could not mean clergy,
usually civil,
civic-minded
more than uncivil;

Called to suffering of servant facilitators,
moderators,
mediators of democratically inclusive theological reflection
on real world experience,
the scripture of ecological dynasties,

Natural relationships
learned as also,
at our best and most resilient,
theologically resonant health
and safe-valued wealth
of co-passions,
positive
equivalent to double-negatives,

Stories
and histories
and herstories
of double-binding bilateral ZeroZone Souls.

Two intersectional stories
for all relationships,
secular Yang
with sacred non-elite bilateral yin-squared power
climates inside/outside,

Fractals of positive empowerment 
and negative disempowerment
forMe/ofWe

Within ecosystems ego-sufficient
and concomitantly co-arising 
ego/eco-empowerment;
co-incidental transubstantiation

When Ego equals LeftYang hemispheric framing lenses
and Eco equals RightYin political GreenCommons network
of interdependence,
intersectionality,
sufficient left/right co-affirmation

I am a Taoist parishioner
now wondering why Straight White Male Fragility
would have unmitigated retributive powers
over win/win restorative justice We

So, when reading,
If I am a parishioner,
(or a student
or a child
or some other ecofeminist identity)
Then someone
slightly less LeftBrain dominant
and more RightBrain affirming 
empowers warmly accompanying me.

Premium Member Heartbroken

Our heart is where desires arise
and where they are in time resolved
but since we cling to wisps of smoke,
we remain in our dreams involved.

Seeking love that soul may expand,
causes suffering since we seek,
whilst if we embrace and release,
monk mode plugs the energy leak.

Ego has objectified love,
reducing it to an exchange,
so when the echo returns not,
we feel morbid contractions strange.

Belied expectation breaks hearts,
destiny delusion foretold,
so it’s best to be void centric,
inking heart with love hues of gold.

True joy that does not come and go,
throbs within us as vibrant bliss,
at an octave of agape love,
bestowed by Divine Mother’s kiss.

Grazed by spirit, our heart is healed,
never to be broken again,
for we see this life is but play
and pristine soul is free from stain.

Hark bliss beats call to one and all,
as God’s sublime effervescence,
which is mirrored in every heart;
light eternal, our quintessence.
Form: Quatrain

The Poems I Never Wrote

I had my eye on him since the third grade, but I never told him how I felt
Back then girls were girls, they were never meant to be cheeky or bold 
He sat behind me in math class, while he counted numbers on the board
I counted the beats of my heart each time he leaned in to ahum, cheat,

"I love the way your hair smells like rain"
he'd half whispered into his copybook 
As he copied another math answer 
he sent me thoughts laced with love

I was just a beginner with no flowery words or poems for Carlton cards 
dad always said a good girl should be sensible and be good at accounts
As my daydreams accumulated like daisies on a windblown field of gold 
I began to scrawl his name with a HB pencil, on my composition book...

"I love the way you smart me over "
he whispered a little octave higher 
as he gleamed and then tried on his own
the intricate equation of math's design

I grew up and left to live in Nevada.  For years I never set eyes on Enzo again
then one day I happened to open a magazine and there he was all grown up
He had become a bank tycoon with a boat and a car and a big orphan house 
So, I wrote him a letter and inside I added the first poem I ever wrote.

"I love it when you lean over my shoulder "
for some reason that I cannot fathom 
I get visions of you and me it a vat of grapes 
If you did not exist, I'm sure I'd make you up

as for the poems I never wrote, well, after all our years together,
when I look into his deep blue eyes, I know he knows each one by heart...

Oct 6 2022
ps: This is not for contest, the length of it did not meet the criteria, 
I hope you enjoy it anyways.

Premium Member Singing Out of Key

I feel like I'm trying to sing
slow win/win
in universal C-major
key of resonance
while you are trying to resiliently dance
fast and furious win/lose
in disuniting F-sharp keys
of in-between dissonance

And
almost G-whiz,
I don't know
what to do
and not do
to fix you

For not yet trusting 
my C-major intent
is also our win/win center
of cooperative mainstream
leftbrain dominant
co-invested resilient narratives
for restoring co-passionate
peaceful
ecological light
and power relationships

Polynomial harmonies
polycultural symphonies
polyphonic rhapsodies
F-sharp tragedies
embracing C-major CommonSense
comedies

Family
and Earth-friendly cobinaries,
DNA spirals
of fractal cooperative
win/win co-investment
in mind-healthy and body-safe
dialectical circles,
quartered notes
growing healthy 
full measured emergence

Integral regenerative practice
practice
practice full-octave
co-passionate keys
of truth-beauty 
bicameral health-wealth 
round wombed
wounded win/win culture

Best sung and danced
polyculturally
communally
ego/eco
inside/outside-friendly

Singing universal C-major,
dancing together 
spiraling sway 
way past B-sharp
about positive dissonance
merging into transforming
cooperative
co-invested
full-circle round
soul resonance.

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