Long Option Poems
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Warm wind circulates
night's conspiracy of primal option:
Stand up with me!
or Give way!,
let us have this day,
it cannot be your's alone.
We bare too many sickly souls
for soulful mediocrity.
Stand up with me.
Help.
Or, please get out of our healthy way
for this day is ours
to plant and harvest
produce and consume
dance and sing EarTherapy
Consumer mind with productive body
empowering healthy integrity
and authentic in/out-facing normativity
as from polycultural wealthy old
Tao's neuro/geo-systemic
wu-wei re/de-generative
Me/We pole/hole
dominant/recessive
mind/body win/wintegrity
Crown/root yang/yinergy
Peak resilience/valley-resonant co-relational
passion/pleasure
EarthMuseCalling CoOperative.
i find myself asking why i love so hard,
ever since i was young i had such a sensitive heart,
this was a problem, some would say,
there are things you just shouldn't tolerate,
i've loved under the hardest conditions,
and through the hardest of hearts i've changed my perceptions,
many times walking away was not an option for me,
in those moments i would pray for God to protect, and direct me where he leads,
and in those prayers God had held my heart,
when i've done all i can do from falling apart,
almost immediately God changes the situation,
and gives my heart relief from their expectations,
so deep the love he's put inside me,
dispite how others view this driving,
would i ever change this love he has given to me?.
never i say, because this is who he made me to be!,
many have asked "where are you driving?",
i will reply "to his love, and wherever it guides me"........
Stranded On The Planet
Spun out with no controls, space craft exploded on the water
Solid impact on the empty world, no land on this strange planet
Saved by a fractured pod, captured capsule by the waves
All else disintegrated in an instant on the day
Somber sounds of liquid waves paraded in their solemn prayer
Not much else remained
Crashed and sunk as pods might do
Stranded between two gray suns
Glaring down from opposite directions
Both horizons mocking the only soul alive
Lit the one and only silver ocean; my new home
Alone, alive, breathing alien thin air in desperate fear
Pushed on forever to survive the silver sea before me
Thirst forced me to consume the foreign drink
Sweet but could mean something dire yet unseen
Floating in the open my only option
Not much else to do to pull me through
Nutrients in the sea seem to sustain me
No death by hunger or by thirst
A curse much worse than that of crashing
My damaged scales, torn metallic wings will hold me here
Flying days are over now, under the unforgiving suns
"To die.To sleep?Perchance to dream?"
There is but one we will know
If immortality is in life's scheme.
If mortality is the only show
Then will our bodies turn to dust
Mouldering in slow decay
Only in memory will we be discussed
And even reminiscence will pass away.
Hope or despair,survival or extinction
Will wait until the veil of life is drawn
Lean towards one means the soul's destruction
No one will then know the truth ,once gone.
One path offers much more comfort
The other being so bleak
Religions offer the crutch of support
Humanism the second prefers to seek
I would pray for the life eternal
With its hope of renewal and complete bliss
The other option to me reeks of the infernal
With its impersonal emptiness
I can hear your demons screaming
And I know you're hearing mine
Times changed you just a little
Now your beauty's more sublime
Sat here waiting for a reason
To be sitting here at all
Just about to leave
I smell your perfume in the hall
It's that old familiar feeling
From a time, when times were leaner
That Ruby dress to hug you tight
To show your cool demeanour
You sidle up beside me
Like things have never changed
Your image in the mirror
Hints a Faustian exchange
"The usual!", whispered softly
Your breath invades my space
"Whiskey, on the Rocks!" I call
A smile lights up your face
The ether closes 'round us
The world can guess our goal
Your high it matches mine
Its impression on our souls
I smell your scent, above your perfume
I know that you've been rushing
A meeting made in haste
Your Devils must be blushing
I didn't want to come here
But I never needed more
Your burning eyes upon my soul
Your heat upon my core
The heart is easily winning
It's like time itself, stands still
Our heads so lost and spinning
It's a jagged little pill
A fuse to light the night
A spark to light the flame
So lost in loves illusion
With you whispering my name
The way you wear your hair for me
It's made my perfect day
The secrets of the universe
Are but fingertips away
The waiting's but a passage
Worth its weight, for what we've earned
A passion running higher
Than the light of darkness burned
This moment's been a lifetime coming
All in this world is right
Sleeping's not an option
If our time elapsed tonight
We teeter on the brink
Of the open universe
To get it wrong, then right again
We'll endlessly rehearse
Our union made eternal
Our memory is shared
Your every passion magnified
Your soul laid raw and bare
I feel you, where I've seen before
My visions been replaced
A 'knowing' you, replaces it
My drink of you's been laced
Sonnet: The Secret of Success: Love
(Sonnet)
You can't really succeed without love
Love or its lack will make you weak or strong
Love is the key to success from God above
And its power is a victorious song.
With love we can overcome all kind of evil
God give us all a heart and soul to love
With an option to be kind forgive ill
And we can do it walking in His love.
Sometimes you may think that you can't do this
But let me tell you in Jesus name you will
Cause walking in His Word/Light is the key
Think hard, you decide! God's way or your will.
Just keep in mind that God/Love never, ever fails
Do everything with love, heart with joy will fill.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2015
January,1,2015
Outbound calling is a given task.
Log in only in one website,he asked.
But this addiction don't know when would last.
this affecting my job,Oh no!
Am I losing my mind?
Dialling,communicating onshore.
Dealling and mocking by American people.
Do I have an option?
Chill ..I still need to go on.
Winter season, I met this one.
Thought it was love at first sight,
Feelings ponder,desires intensified.
I've been cheating when Boss's not around.
just to satisfy what my flesh demands.
I'm not a certified poet,
Not as good as anyone,
I just want to express my thoughts.
Make everything plain and fun.
More dramas,series of love.
This isn't about my life....
Afraid so much that this might end.
I could no longer use my hands.
No access at all ,eight hours a day.
Poetry soup,is this going to end?
Poems I used to made during work time,
I'll be missed,'cos at home its not welcome.
Signing off,Is it really an answer.
No way!..Break my bones,I'm gonna stand still.
Make this life a li'l more exciting,
Log in when the cat is not watching.
You make me angry,
When you say that life is boring,
When you sit there and don't even try,
When there are so many people to care for you.
You make me so angry,
When you just throw their love aside,
When you say that for you,
There is nothing that is not boring,
Well quite frankly my dear,
We just have to say,
That it is not life that is boring,
It is you that is boring,
And we are all so tired of being bored,
That we will just say cheerio old chum.
(Another poem from early forays into the craft. nothing has changed, still people who are difficult nuts to crack. Poem still relevant but there is tendency to use I feel statements than you make me as a way to deal with any emotion in a healthy way. and have more success of getting the other person to hear where you are coming from. Walking away sometimes still best option though)
Father now journeys
into afterlife destination alone,
October 7th, 2020 mid afternoon
with Earthlings ministration did attone
where night envelops his lovely bones
rendered devoid of any groan
courtesy Roxanol (morphine)
and Ativan finding him prone
to experience painlessness, and no
his dying wish, plus last will and testament
won't include burial and/or headstone
cuz, he wants to integrate and did intone
cremation as ecologically friendly option
scattering ashes to parts known
someday... yours truly will too
succumb to the dead zone.
Stark reminder to live fully an urgent yen
to live life fullest between now and when...
ever yours truly exits
stage door left, perhaps ten
twenty, thirty... eighty, ninety, one hundred...
additional orbits around sun
a remarkable human phenomenon
(me) courtesy mine burning ken
bequeaths modest minute man
near accursed immortality longevity totaling even
score of years counting (crows)
and father time among his brethren.
Distress unavoidable which mortality doth bring
nevertheless, tis impossible mission
to eradicate pain and suffering, which doth sting
consolation assuages grief, viz prayer
and buttressing coping with spiritual wing
profound absence augments biting zing.
Biological reproduction begetting offspring
lodging within uterine abode
subsequent in utero development
regarding accretion embryonic node
biological algorithm doth automatically encode,
nevertheless longevity invariably affected
no doubt courtesy lifestyle mode.
Random crapshoot luck of the draw offspring born
genetic blueprints also decree existence transient
parents emphatically teach progeny
got no choice must inform
daughter(s), and son(s) ineluctably forsworn
demise bound with birth certificate presents horn
of dilemma conscious the next generation
granted only so many Earth orbitz around sun.
Once grim reaper deftly
communicates I must bid adieu
eternal hasta la vista to kith and kin
please don't shed a tear for generic
germane admirable bad company crew
member, albeit healthy as an ox
never got the flu,
an atheist doubting thomas
though genealogy records
incorporate many a cynical Jew
at least one legendary antiestablishmentarian
gleaned within mine purview
shunned, ostracized and banished to Xando.
Its something i do,
all through the week;
Pray the lord,
my soul to keep.
Through broken dreams,
and nights with no sleep;
For in the recesses of my mind,
deep crashes into deep.
I cover my head with my pillow,
so angels cant see me cry;
Sometimes i wish for my savior
To lift me up to the skies.
Thoughts tend to haunt me,
all through the night;
Dragging my soul,
far from the light.
No wishing i may,
no wishing i might;
No other option,
than to live with the fright.
No ray of hope,
no little star bright;
No wishing one day,
that I'll be all right.
Facing the dawn,
with bloodshot eyes;
I Put on a fake smile,
to live out this lie.
People think im fine,
they cant see whats inside;
How far i want to run,
how much i want to hide.
Will the decay continue?
Will i be free when i die?
Only time had my answers,
unless time denies.
Maybe i will finally surrender,
maybe try numbing the pain;
To alter my character,
to make mush of my brain.
Perhaps my creator will be angry,
and make me go thru this again;
Its all so confusing,
Its all so insane;
Its like a constant roaring,
of a runaway train;
But now this song is over,
for the nights here again...