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Premium Member Husnal Charag

your beauty, hidden inside
can only be felt, or experienced
but not explained, in words, or otherwise
for it is perfect, pure, infinite
that illuminates the elements of my soul
in a mystic radiance that leads me to the 
lotus steps of your abode, always.

I, lose myself, in this process
meandering through a long journey
of stumbling and then realigning,
trying to find truth, and
moving from edge to edge
of belief and disbelief
that parallels that of a fish
swimming from one bank of river 
to the other, in a constant search
to know the meaning of its existence
that is parallely full of astonishments
and entrapments, of mirages and fears 
that surround its uncertain journey
in unstill waters.

but gratefully, under the guidance 
of a true master, somehow I manage
to find you "nearer than near", within me, 
as if we are the same, as you ordained.

I wish to continue to be at the edge
that beholds the "husnal charag"
if you may please, and remain there
having shed everything of me, and
to continue to be at your service,
for now I realize that your pleasure is 
what matters most to the entire universe
that you are creating, recreating
by continually scattering the elements 
originating from you, and 
these should then endeavour
sooner or later to merge,like true lovers 
with the radiance of your "husnal charag" 
to achieve fulfillment.


Premium Member Deja Vu Racial Disparity

These are not events that took place very far in the past
These are obviously ongoing racial gaffes and contrasts
Where human beings are bombarded and mistreated
Where human beings are veraciously discriminated
Against, where politicians with supercilious smiles
And where election cheaters with camouflaged styles
Expel and reject Black people such as Africans and Haitians
And these same biased lawmakers welcome Ukrainians
With open arms, because Ukrainians are Caucasians
Because Ukrainians are Europeans and white 
In your judicious eyes, is this right?
Black people are human beings too
Haitians are people too
Africans are people too
Ukrainians are people too
Are White human beings people too?
Please say something. Please write something
Please utter something. Please sing something
Singing ‘We shall overcome’ is insufficient
Not enough. You call yourselves ‘Christians’
Pour more Tetrahydrozoline HCL 0.05% in your eyes
In order to see clearly that the moon is not circled with hollow pies
From afar or from space, all humans are infinitesimally congruent
All human beings have red blood in their veins
And all humans are jam-packed with flaws and sins
Moreover there exists neither white blood, nor black blood
Blue blood is originating from chasmal whims, far from abroad
Fair-minded Readers ponder
And conscious minded Poets wonder
Apparently, Republicans are pushy and obvious
And Democrats are wishy-washy and dubious
Human beings must not be chased by wild horsemen
All humans must be welcome by clergy men and women
Anywhere on Earth
The Globe is everybody’s turf.

Copyright © March 2022, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several poetry books.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Originating From the Sun

That’s what she calls herself
who boasts of the longest reigning monarchy in the world,
producing a short of one to twenty Nobel Prize winners
as only two colleagues beat her to global wealth.

Her buttocks sit on the red hot coal
of the deadly pacific ring of fire.
Her cultural and innovative influence,
already clinging on global corners with their webs.
The sushi, sashimi and the tempura;
the karate, judo, sumo and ninjutsa;
the Toyota, Sony, Nintendo, canon and Panasonic,
all testaments of her hands of influence.

She’s a home to over six thousand pieces
resting on large waters to stay as one.
Three-fourth of her landscape is forests or mountains
and so industrious to make possible the Asimo.
Her short poems have been globally popularized
with almost every of her citizens literate,
while some of her streets still remain nameless.

She must have acquired lots of black cats
to reach such a height of civilization and power;
Beauty comes with teeth not quite regular,
visiting the vending machine to satisfy ones need for a beer,
possessing the largest trade center for fish in the world
but publicly blowing the nose and tearing off a gift’s wrap
converts her cool countenance into a bad mood.

She has centers for drinking and taking alcoholic shots
so also for enjoying the fluid of lactation for adults.
Ironing a shirt with a speed of light
is her special craft and yardstick for a serious competition.
Population of pets outweigh that of children;
her appetite for Basashi and expenses for the melons
invite controversy to any form of human reasoning.
Immigration then is highly regulated
to give continuity to such traditional and economic history.
Form: Ode

Premium Member Ravaging Destruction

The hurricane hit in the middle of the night,
      originating in the Caribbean Sea just a tropical storm;
but by the time it hit land it was a category five,
            it brought groans of howling wind and rain.

It lay waste and devastation in its path,
      destroying cities and towns without mercy;
buildings, homes and forests lay in ruin and havoc,
            people rushed to shelters leaving all they loved.

A war of elements, a tempest wild, and violent,
      such strong winds no one can recall ever;
and the rain, and rain, the flooding, destruction,
            people and animals drowned in whirling water.

And we are told of the pillage and plunder of homes
      by men with no moral compass, oh sadness;
and there are other hurricanes on the way,
           a home destroyed with only steps for refuge.

A family clings praying for rescue . . . .
             

________________________
September 9, 2017

Verse/Ravaging Destruction
Copyright Protected, ID 938427


Hurricanes
Julie Rodeheaver  

Second Place
Form: Verse

Premium Member Beloved Peace Train

To remain neutral on our moving train
help me know which way we're spinning,
how fast,
when we might slow down,
how much,
to sustain polycultured rich neutrality.

How do I sleep
while SuperEco-logic Earth Day 
strains and trains to stretch for here in now?

Stuck in nightmare time too fast,
stride too slow
unable to will-force our faster pace
or slow-growth race,
but both together falling
leaps reopen terrified
reassuring wakefulness,
in sleep I can be you and there

while longing here
belonging both as SuperEgo We.

Hey!
Ground of All Being!
Elder cellular horsepower!
Wake up!... Scream!
your ultraviolet pitch
and flow-echo waves,
rebound this TransParent Mirror Message:

We would be more humane
to dinosaur-whisper amongst ourselves
diversely radiant Golden Ecologics,
empathic SuperEchoing
EarthTribe Originating Call:

Let our nutritious moose power free
flow animate leg-kicking stories,
hibernating through Yinnish Winter's advent,
to graze through Spring,
and Yang prance Summer's maturation dance,
to harvest Fallen permaculture compost
winnowing while predicting cooperative apple commodities
luscious pregnant seed:

Spring forth to ride and run this SuperEco Train,
Bodhisattva Warriors of EarthTribe Peace!

Hey!
Ground of Regenerate Power!
Regravitate our octave prime-color Paradise!

Namaste, Balanced Mind.
Active karma empowering
Eternal Dialectic Therapeutic Time
for Climax Global Community
within, as without,
without, as within,
co-arising converging landscapes
riding SuperEco's Beloved PeaceLogos Train.


Premium Member Way of Life

WAY OF LIFE
engraved portraits
    fundamental elements
of
elegance
& noblesse
an evident emphasis
 shadowed &hidden
in
formal
tradition

an established
supply categoric
in strict
criteria

contact
thorough replicas
   formed &contemporary
though
vague
   bequeathed
with extraordinary quality

 alluding epithets
  of such illustrated
 treasures

 denied
in supplementary
   composition
 extended &originating
with
visual expression
both systematic
& somewhat
 incomprehensible

 this appropriate patronage
stimulated &recognised
  then decisively
discerned
&
augmented


THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
Form: Other

Premium Member Our Amazing Heart

If I did not know otherwise, awareness about my heart                                                                                would be limited to the physical organ in the upper left                                     

side of my body.  I am acutely aware that there are                                   mega functions at work right here in my heart.                                              

I am convinced that those activities are not all physical.                          
Perhaps the world of science has just begun to unfold                                          

new revelations about the vastness of the human heart.
Though we are less inclined to listen to words spoken from there,                     

heaven has always known such facts and faithfully told us so.                         
There is much more going on in our hearts than pumping blood.                         

Now, it appears that there is some type of brain activity right 
here in my heart. Our thoughts may not be originating 

exclusively in the brain.  Oh, the wonder of it all!  Oh, 
how absolutely amazing!  And Oh, how incredible the reality of the                    

ability to do a myriad of things right here in my heart. With a look,             says Jesus,  adultery is committed right here in my heart.*  With  

my heart, says the Bible, I can think one way and act another.  With my heart, 
says the Scriptures, I believe; and with my mouth, I confess. The creator of 

the heart says that the heart is deceitful above all and desperately wicked;  
who can know it?  Just imagine; a total stranger, right here in my heart.                  

Blessed are the pure in heart, says Jesus, in the Sermon on the Mount.          Oh, how delightful!  There is hope for us, right here in our hearts.             
05242017 PS Contest, Right Here In My Heart, Mystic Rose
*Mt.5:8,28;Rom.10:9;Prov.23:7;Jer.17:9
Form: Couplet

Old Foolish man

From the Desk of:
From the Trash Bin of:
Book or Notebook of:
while washing skillets in a stream near
any inanimate object that an actor interacts
Bolero-Set a set of equipment made for salible marketing
Hot Dog Push Cart Workman 200 Series Vintage
2 Working cartes
this guy is Champion among all men. Under a grand
the equipment is post listed under a grand!
One of Those self satisfyingly service sausages cartes.
Mobile Hot Dog Cart Trailer Food Concession Vending Kiosk Stand.
The big Drip!Hautbois strawberr
y: A type of strawberry, Fragaria moschata,
 originating in central Europe and Asia, with small round fruit. 
Origin of the word:Frag
1 tablespoon brown sugar
2 teaspoons sage
1 pinch ground cloves
¼ teaspoon marjoram
Freshly ground nutmeg
Finely grated garlic cloves 
Instructions:aria x ananassa ‘Pineberry’
Even within the right boundaries
Renditions of elegant Posturing
More so then Not.
Tricks of a highly effective design
1 tablespoon brown sugar
2 teaspoons sage
1 pinch ground cloves
¼ teaspoon marjoram
Freshly ground nutmeg
Finely grated garlic cloves 
1 pound ground pork
1 teaspoon salt (adjust based on pre-salted meat)
1 tablespoon water
1 teaspoon fennel seed
1 teaspoon oregano
1 teaspoon rosemary
1 teaspoon red pepper flakes
1 teaspoon black pepper
1 tablespoon dried parsley
Form: Ballade

Some Pros and Cons of Being Virtually Connected To Reality 2nd Byte

who felt incorporeal storied power 
   of Herman Melville as zen unseen aid 
instructing hypothetic rich kid to drop out of school 
   before his/her first grade
coz of all the money he/she made

which affected modus operandi rendered obsolete 
   child worker laws 
   and no sweat of brow getting paid
people used bitcoin (or other online currency) 
   additionally making purchases 
   with scant keystrokes to complete a trade.

As with any major dramatically novel scheme 
light bulb idea scribbled on napkin 
   scrap of paper 
   via cheesy or whipped cream
originating as a flash in the pan 
   aha eureka moment, or dream

as rough blue print subsequently 
   underwent beta testing, 
   before declaring pc innovation supreme 
whereby outstanding persons in the tech industry 
   clamored to join Kidde team. 

Whether seventh day add vent 
   hissed or other religious creed
powerful binary processing 
   impacted near 
   earth shaking incarnation indeed 
and ramifications in all walks 
   and talks of life sought expert need.

Coven chanting children murmured Luddites be damned! 

Thus spake Zarathustra (cue the opening scene 
from Planet of the Apes) 
   upon witnessing as if king or queen 
(in reality father or mother) 
   didst get immediately 

   dethroned thus, increasing mean
average positive 
   effects on society, especially lean 
microchip i.e. integrated circuitry 

   miniaturization "green"
technology (and eventual 
   attendant affordable price) 
   viz said trappings 

   unleashed upon global market 
   invited absolute zero dust, a must clean
as a whistle work space, 
   and manufacturers laboratory be microbe free
   hermetically sealed vacuumed "clean". 

Countless portable machines 
   unbeknownst soon epithet florid hack
   coining impromptu called cyber crime 
especially as majority proportion of population 
   didst purchase these dime, 

a doze in countless "end users" 
   snapped up these smart machines 
   excitedly keyed away indifferent to gunk
on unwashed hands 
   plus bits of food particles 

   eventually caking hardware with grime 
(eventually necessitating technician 
   charging gobs of moolah 
   sans to unstitch in time.

Premium Member Young Wonder: Ancient Awe

She associated awe with unvoiced age.

Her son often enthused
about awesome tech-paced change,
empowering opportunity,
but, for her,
youth is an age for voicing wonder
as elders remember awesome quiet connection
back with memoried Time.

She found elder awe memories,
structures,
originating imprints,
in trees from humble
yet awesome nuts and seeds,
formed back in timeless forests

Where nutritional root systems
meet yang-strong trunks,
boldly growing toward sunlight,
flirting quietly with moonlight's fertility
starring light shining our way
from how many awesome staring years ago?

Now enlightening her empowered wonder
about this sensory sexiness
of trunks on root systems
so old she can't quite recall

How could time carve hoary beds
with rivers of resilient water
flowing down Time's journey
from wondrously young
toward awesome complex landscapes
of connection
re-connection
volition
revolution
solution
resolution
passion
co-passionate secular communication,
sacred communion.

Maybe if she goes on wondrous line
and writes about these awesome Times
they will become both more musically beautiful
and reconstructed true,

More passionately ageing together
with respect for Earth's revolving 
gorgeous flowing wisdom
and joy for multi-sectored 
strong true handsome.

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