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Premium Member Complexion Questions

EarthTribe questions
partisan polarization 

Of healthy democratic co-governing care
Of enriching polypathic sex care
Of inter-religious multicultural wealth care...

About abundance
within spacious sacred RightBrain silence
more powerful and enlightening
than mere LeftBrain monological chattering
dominance

About in-between apartheid times
both sacred and profane,
comedic and tragic,
mono- and poly- theistic passions
universally unitarian,

Yang and yintegral
dipolar co-arising
organic health and wealth care
Patriarchal ego-giving out 
to EarthMother receiving in
and vice-versa
co-gravitating indigenous wisdom

His/Her sharing
of polycultural
regenerative
bicameral bilateral consciousness

Are these political and economic
sexual and sacred experiential choices
co-passionately win/win
co-operative peace?
restorative justice?

Or more Lose/Lose oppressive
to both Yang top Giver
and not(not) Yintegral bottom Receiver?

And/or
some win/lose Business As Usual
HealthCooperative reducing GlobalWealthCompetitive scarcity,
RightWing
LeftBrain dominant
Patriarchal/Capital competitive 
devolutionary theoretical WorldView?

And/or 
All bilateral triangulating EgoHealth/EcoWealth
restorative justice redemption,
therapeutic democracy options
explored together in nonviolently communicating
tao-balanced
give and take ways?

In-between increasing monocultural fabrications
growing negative paranoid positions
against trusting monotheistic Love
to optimize healthy democratic
sensory-neural
EarthMother health care

More polyentheistic wealth receiving
EarthTribe empowering
organically inclusive
creative and recreative

Health/wealth
empowering and enlightened 
choices
cooperatively bilateral 
curiously questioning 
silent thought-provoking
voices.


Premium Member Let Passions Waltz

When twilight sighs blushing cobalt skies
And evening dons purple on sienna brown 
As rainbow colors sprout blazing horizon
And scarlet winds echo intimate bird-songs
Beckoning sensuality of two loving hearts;
Meet me my love, doting illuminant stars--
Let passions waltz in music of romance.

When night adorns constellations above
And moonlit desires glisten your aura
Arousing titillation of your sensuous eyes
Hold me in bliss of your hypnotic trance
As you come closer invoking Shangri-la;
Greet me my love, seducing my response--
Let passions waltz in music of romance.

As fantasies blossom in odyssey of dreams
Seeking sanctuary in paradise of ecstasy, 
Courting our story in flirtatious melodies
When you strum beats of fervid symphony
Enunciating words to lyrics of our revelry;
Kiss me my love, crooning tunes of its ballad--
Let passions waltz in music of romance.

Satiated now, snuggling bosom of dawn
Gladly we rejoice its affectionate applause
Pleading longingly for these feelings to last
Igniting their flame for one more glance
As we woo fervor of enchanting euphoria;
Cuddle with me my love, answering its call--
Let passions waltz in music of romance.

June 28, 2020
Poem of the day on June 30, 2020
Placed 1st: Sensuality poetry contest
Sponsor: Silent One
Form: Verse

Premium Member Fathoming my heart

                                                        Full of flowers and thorns
                                                             Sunshine and dusk
                                                   A blend of autumn and bloom
                                                            I feel lost in a jungle

                                                               Sorrows and joy
                                                           Triumph and tragedy
                                                     Mingling like ocean and sky
                                                      Though far from being one

                                                           It pounds and beats
                                                        Sending different notes
                                                            In a magical song 
                                                     Of atonement and amends

                                                        Memories turned in to
                                                       Whispers of cold breeze
                                                   Flowing through a tiny boat
                                                      In realm of placid waters

                                                 Lost desires, perished passions
                                                      Etched emotions lying in
                                                        Barren streets seeking
                                                      Forgiveness for the flop

                                                                    Alas!
                                                     If clock could be reversed
                                                        Just one more chance
                                                          And all will be right

Premium Member Sorcerer's Apprentice

S/he knows hot cold felt co-passions
calling to become Bodhisattva Caller,
EarthTown Crier,
co-messianic prophet of brightest gloom
begging prophecies still hiding

winning our least best common denominations
racing diverse nurturing
of ecotherapeutic tranquilities,
resonant resilience
to both call and cooperative calling back
listening through speaking
what has fissured pathological cracks,

powers of matriarchal hurricanes
nurturing yet controlling
Earth's patriarchal steadfast Peter rocks
deaf to nurturing calls of invitation
but best for flat plane echoing
climates full
uprising
evolving
revolutions
calling as we nurture echo-call,
crying as we nature fall,
supplying all we together recall
competing WinWin cooperations,

co-operators
of and for peaceful piracy,
creolic recreations,
trumping each reweaving species
relearning shared vocations
as Solidarity's apprentices.

Climatic avalanches self-invite
what we co-invited yesterday
as bounty.

Premium Member Vanilla Sighs

Gentling verses, like softly spoken dawns,
Pour out rhythms, releasing hungers,
Stirring hearts to breathe, restoring hopes,
Prayerful moments trembling,
Echoing, glistening shafts of heated praises,
Mysteries in shadows, embracing – erasing
Shades of inspiration, focusing on joys
Alive like the dancing winds, traipsing 
Through autumn, leaves crisp and light – waltzing
Colors – boldest scarlet, tangerine and gold,
Laughing whispers who respond to the skies
Rich with cerulean grace, risking the lazuline lines
In attractive fogs, mists rising over the mountains
Where memories blur the past with now,
Lighting the way for passions to cry out…

Inside the wall of pines, which could tell of so much more
Than memories could hold, more laughter,
More love, more entreaties to God who knows us
Like the ordinary groanings, who release burdens
Too heavy for souls, too difficult for moments when 
Blessings rain down through the tears,
Liquid prayers, alive with feelings and fears,
Enemies of perfection but best friends with relinquishment,
Fulfilling wishes, bold and pleasant as the stars
Winking at the moon, holding burdens too heavy
With inklings of fiery melodies, tender
Like the noon when bees travel from rose to lily,
Milking the nectar, fostering frames – tiny
Gospels told by those who remember the sting,
Singing through the song, revealing 
Purpose in the hurt, when the tingle – the throbbing
Inspires light to fade, weakening, dying …

Insipid, gushing, rhapsodizing a night when stars hide,
Exposing the naked truth – just like the sun
Who births light and reveals every new dawn, baring
With it – a beautiful far more soothing than the moon’s,
A beautiful that abides in the new day, the new smile,
The newness of a hope, a prayer, a dream…

Releasing vanilla sighs to signal the moon 
	That, yes, oh yes…
It is time for rest, time to test the skies
Who are eternally blessed with God’s wondrous light!


Premium Member Desperate Hope


Romans 15:13 (KJV) “Now the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, that ye may abound in hope, through the power of the Holy Ghost.”

Risking a heart,
Falling like autumn’s leaves,
Breathless, dancing,
Wistful as the stirring of wind,
Erasing the doubt,
Gambling with the forthcoming…

Risking a dream,
Stirring prayers – it takes faith,
To believe, just believe…
Silence flows, gentling the moments,
While floods of kindness whisper,
Focused on the prospect,
Love that lasts, a promise, 
A chance…

Risking a smile,
Bleeding light into the eyes,
Shimmering with laughter,
Kindness washing away all the past,
Wonders, refreshing as the dawn,
Clear, coolness – dazzling,
Sparkling like the spirit of love…
Sweet love….

Risking a feeling,
Gasping – blessing, listening,
Guiding the passions,
Harmonizing, rhythmic, a song…
Singing to the aching,
Singing all night long,
Praising, simply praising…

Risking a hope,
Where the hopelessness has born…
Darkness and fear, tears
Repelling all the light, the joy, the gentle,
Resisting all the desires,
Courage under fire…
Hope, hope – desperate hope…

Finally, alive inside the soul who knows,
It takes a touch of faith,
A hint of endless grace,
A stroke of believing, just believe….
And, hope comes to life,
Inside the heart who decides,
Though it seems despairing, all the hope…
It is there, rising from the ashes,
Blessing the soul who simply believes –
With God, hope is an inevitable thing!

Premium Member Desperate Hope - III: AKA: Alas, Poor Yorick, I Knew Him:

"We've a choice, it's up on the board." ... "Be quick and write it down."
"Do you have it?" "Yes!" ... "Well, let's be away from here, time's a-running."
"There are too many eyes and too many else ... let's move on."

"Here, by the clearing ... now give it here, let me have a look."
"Just as I thought, a bit of a pickle, this is." ... "You can do it."
"I am unscathed ... when I am left to my own devices."

"One deals with timing, a deadline ... consequences--unsolved."
"The other is more philosophical ... leans like a conundrum."
"We will fair better if we take the latter." ... "Alright then."

"These statements are more like questions." ... "Well, best we answer them."
"It's been put to us to task, ... hence, we'll forward ourselves, solidly."
"The latter ... cringe like fingernails scratching in a coffin."

"I've been researching--the scratch!"..."The scratches in the coffin?"
"Alas! Dawn's a revelation ... To be or not to be."
"Is that a question?"... "With a mark, indeed!" "We are doing Hamlet."

"You mean that Shakespeare tragedy." ... "Could be a comedy."
"The Prince of Denmark's line ... he'd surely offed himself, the truth be told."
"His line of Yorick -- years of misquotes, poor William!" ... "Rewrite?

His most voluminous play ... good -- the young Prince is faithful."
"His deep faith?" ... "One who fakes his lunacy?" 'Twas good of him to know."
"I'd think that'd be helpful." "His faith?"..."No, his temperament."

'Heightening endurance and focusing, methinks ... those are the tickets."
"Like the tides ... tamed by forces yond their abilities to stop it."
"Or allow it ... depends on where the benefits may lie."

"It'll be a prelude ... for one to triumph over adversities."
"Also, they will be able to ... follow through on their goals."
"Temperament can also ... control passions and desires.

"This taunting, ever haunting ... prompting on ways to persuade."
"A causation be at dawn's break ... cessation, well to the twilight."
"Calamity, catastrophe ... all be a bit pushy."
Form: Sijo

Premium Member Dance of the Northern Moon

The tribes all gather
For the festival of the moon dance
Fires lighted, shining into the sky
Northern lights off in the distance
Snow falls softly
As the ritual dance between young lovers
Brings memories to all the ancients
A Whale died for just such a day
Men of honor feed both body and spirit
The young learn from the old
The old absorb the love from the young
The circle of the north lives within us all
Fires burn bright in the skies
Passions fade onto loves embrace
Long into the midnight skies
Let us kiss our mothers in thanks
We shall kiss theirs for their wisdom
Their daughters we shall cherish within our arms
For mother earth lets us breath
So that we may dance yet once more

Premium Member Humble Heart

Simplicity – abiding on the thoughts
Little things that touch the heart,
Gentle kisses, soothing whispers,
Magic breaks through in twinkling
Shimmering messages from the spirit
Silencing the darkness, erasing the doubt…
Inspiring the soul to believe and to trust

Modesty – abiding on the mind
Gentling the heart, restoring insight
Into the moments when joy was mine,
Sensations of grace, beauty so alive…
Stirring up passion from a breath,
A feeling so alive – it feels like a fire,
Sparked from the starlight, riding the moon…
Singing to the sun, dancing with wonder
Amazed by the subtle shimmer – serenity

Humility – abiding on the kindness
Easy, warm sunlight reflections reviving
Every memory of the laughter, the miracle
An epiphany written in the sunrise, 
Rain erasing the muted promises of the past,
Filling the heart with tenderness in hues of thanks
Blessings and prayers, plain truth, like a smile
Going the extra mile to prove to you…

The humble heart knows what it is to love
Beyond material possessions, beyond treasures
Beyond passions, words and embraces…
Beyond the past with all its temptations
The humble heart knows that to love without conditions
Means loving – best… when everything is simple

Premium Member Your Beautiful Heart Doth Beat

Your Beautiful Heart Doth Beat

Your beautiful heart doth beat with rapture,
And the sweet of your kiss doth now swoon me.
We caress now and my soul you capture;
My love no place other I wish to be!

When we embrace my love in joy and fun,
Our hot passions spark an alchemic fire.
Our spirits soar high now becoming one,
Affirming love only God can inspire!

Your heart beats a brilliant tempo of love,
That enchants our eternal souls replete.
It’s God’s gift to us from Heaven above,
And His divine love is true and complete!

To God now I pray your love forever;
I declare my love leaving you never!    
 
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
November 14, 2015 (Shakespearean Sonnet)
Form: Sonnet

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