Long Patriotism Poems
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Dividing work from play,
like noting night not day,
is useful in a left brain dominant way
yet not so good
in right and left to-gathering
communicating say.
In my most real
and sacred trust right mind
no profound difference I find,
not even any healthy reason to distinguish
secular and physical work
from sacred mental play,
cooperative investment
from perpetuating multicultural empowerment,
communicating humors, dark and light,
virtuous polypathic and polyphonic
reiterative exchange loops,
harmonious circles,
seasons of processing health
producing nutritious wealth,
Sacred trinities of ego
and eco
and double-binding ego/eco
searching truth statements
about compassionate regenerative EarthBound patriotism
to this planet home of humored Earth,
Host of work and play
wealth and health co-passioning experience
left-autonomous either secular or sacred
with both natural and spiritual rights more integral
re-creative process
and nondual Eastern passions,
Cognition from emotion,
being from becoming,
ego belonging Left from eco-longing Right
universal secular nutritional memories
from unitarian tribal experience
originating in EarthMothers' eco-wombed Communion
health-wealth Commons
politically empowering
economic win/win healing ecology
re-wombed,
re-connecting,
re-collecting,
In my most real and sacred true right mind
I find
no profound secular difference,
not even any sacred healthy reason
to distinguish
or extinguish
secular physical engagement
from sacred mental cooperative commitment.
She was a mere eighteen when she began her teaching career,
Never dreaming that a teacher's life could be so austere.
The challenges she met weren't mentioned at "Normal School".
She coped, teaching readin', ritin', 'rithmatic and the Golden Rule.
A one-room school in Indiana was where she began her profession.
Cultivating young minds was to become her lifetime obsession.
Day began with prayer and the kids singing, "Good Morning To You!"
Patriotism was stressed so the "Pledge of Allegiance" was said too.
Among her duties was stoking the fire in the pot-belly stove,
And clearing a path in the snow to the "facilities" in the grove.
On wintry days the room was filled with the aroma of savory soup,
Simmering on the stove, that she had prepared for her little group.
There were six classes in the schoolroom where she taught.
As she dealt with one class, the others were easily distraught!
In her desk a frog, mouse or garter snake she might find.
If the culprit was found, her ruler would warm his behind!
At the end of the day when the children were at last released,
She sometimes felt she had been training a horde of wild beasts!
But she loved the challenge and the kids and she persevered.
There was no one in that prairie farmland so loved and revered!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (© All Rights Reserved)
The wrong facsimile receiving noise in the right rehearsing
recital time of genesis room
What is patriotism?
To love your land, to be there for the cause of the land.
What is the core value of feeling alienated?
You are adopted, precisely located, denied elsewhere beforehand for the land.
Then it is your prodigal representation. You are lamenting as you are witnessing the events of the course.
When will we make up? Do you not laugh at the end of the day?
Ask a librarian
I called this morning. Can you hear me well ?
Yes, I can hear you.
I have to reserve a spot for an art exhibition.
I was scrolling through the library webspace and
I would like to ask a few questions.
We are about to start an event.
You have to call at a later time.
To love that strong
Unprecedented angelic song is a trumpet of Israfil,
the apocalyptic accordion
Waiting there for heavenly oncoming vibe
Once awakened will only serve the later cause,
nothing than that,
other than that.
Unprecedented surges of artistic yearning
Tragedies are assigned to greet you along the way
Once awakened, it can only surmise the later cause
Upon the assignment of the divine decree
To love that strong
Thou must leave ere long.
The government and its people stay on antagonistic sides
but what stimulates the rulers’ infidelity to patriotism
can easily be bought by any, over the counter.
They are desperately in need
of sailors to guide through the storm
yet for some reasons,
nurture a belief of so called anointed but empty vessels.
Structural human developments
siphoned by leadership’s exhaust pipes,
desecrating humanity’s sanctuary
for corruption to sell in wholesale.
The public treasury flows down
non-stop even bypassing its bladder,
as materialism and the quest for good life
break all of conscience’s administrative protocols.
Survival instincts undergo inflation
for civilization to suffer a recession
to this end, unity’s objections are overruled
by Nepotism and favouritism.
Social growth is blocked
and always in need of foreign catheter.
A direct current links poverty to the mindset and way of life,
giving a clear evidence of an economy
in desperate need of reconstructive surgery.
For Joseph May Contest: Submitted 05/10/2025
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From the rugged screeching of the heart,
Slackened in behavior and chronic pain
Is it time to ennoble that worldwide part?
This is the ideology from which they start
Men ought to rekindle patriotism again
From the rugged screeching of the heart.
Admiring the breezy and the smart,
And now, with clearer touch and brain
Is it time to ennoble that worldwide part?
The weakened loyalty values depart
Neither dogma nor the strain yet remain
From the rugged screeching of the heart.
Not conducted by the heinous chart
That pricked the mass for nefarious gain
Is it time to ennoble that worldwide part?
Reforming scarce constitution and art
Whose emblems are the countless slain
From the rugged screeching of the heart,
Is it time to ennoble that worldwide part?
1St Place Contest Winner
Written: October 31, 2022
Writing Challenge - X'd Poems Second Chance Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
A winter school yard deserted, a
piece of paper littered , a leaf left
over from the fall and the swing
slowly and cautiously swaying,
empty of the child,who waits for
the Sun to bring the warmth and joy
of Spring!
The robins, husband and wife
chirping back and forth fighting…. I
found fourteen worms and fixed the
nest and look at you.. yes dear but I
clipped that black thing with my
wing and my shoulder and my wing
hurts and it’s hard to fly! Last week
it was that Falcon trying to catch
you and you were injured eluding
him!
Mr Snuffles who loved to chase the
squirrels and the run
The run was his best but now it’s
his bark and He has gone to seed
As the Sun warmed the playground
And the children come and the
mothers pushing the strollers
The wind carried the smells of spring
Fresh grass cut, flowers blooming
and a breeze with hints of youth
Of seeing a black squirrel for the
the first time
Of smelling popcorn, a hotdog,
base-ball and local carnival
Church on Sunday, family and pray
for my country, patriotism and here
comes summer and the paraders
march
The Park is filled and hot and those
lazy fathers not curbing their dogs
The Robins flying and search the
ground for food and the worm waits
Everyone waits and the waste of it
Will this heat go? Will it rain? Will he
come home and start beating
Mommy again? Will we have food
and Mommy have a job ? And I
heard it’s going to turn…
We are one with each other, so if one hurts, we all hurt.
If one piece fails, we all go down.
Like dominoes.
Temporarily hopeful, but crashing into each other, and falling off the edge, nonetheless.
We are cheerleaders for each other.
We are heroes and heroines.
Rooting for our oneness should supersede the will of one.
We are willing to sacrifice ourselves for the greater good.
Nine-Eleven was proof of that.
Heroes were made in droves that day.
Men and women
Running toward
When others were running away.
We help each other up.
We mourn together.
One, no matter what our belief system.
One, no matter what our religion.
One, no matter what our political party.
One with each other,
One forever and always.
A nation under God.
We are America.
We are one!
In parliaments of war and glory
You moved in ways marking life's truth,
To seal a vow of destined mission
Guiding your path…a brazen, uplifting voice
Sparked by this incessant passion which ignited
A nation besieged by roars of combat.
For you came providently into a world
Ripped by shadows of battleground's unrest;
As the taste for liberty against a Fuehrer's tyranny
Sought brave callings to round the fire,
To wrestle, capture, and break this nemesis…until
A gathering of storm strode along
Barriers of Dunkirk's dilemma, unity among
Friendly nations, and decades of unequaled integrity--
Oh, such ultimate victory hailing mankind's spirit !
In modern times' need for a righteous governance,
Society whispers your name... another comeback, yet
After long moons of patriotism, of unflagging devotion,
Heaven’s stars called your name…
Finally, resting among divine kings.
Tribute Verse Contest of Brian Strand
Ripened blood still sleepless
On the staircase of memory
Flying with reliable winds
Mild embrace of the winds
Imprinting the uprooted roots
Sculptures now govern all
Breath of independence
Floating in the midfield of birth and death
Life in the sharp blade of crops
For many corpses, wounded bodies, flowing blood
For the lost chastity of women, abortions
Enthronement and dethronement the politics
Everything is an exaggeration,
Hyperbolic figures in the born free world
In the thorny frontier fences
Everyone is brother, sister, relative as human
Everywhere the fight for something else
Meaningless in the successful freedom
Today I cannot run after the wealth, names, fame.....
I cannot run after the patriotism, sovereign motherlands.....
Fear of lost the humane love I cannot run as the biased spirits
15.08.2020 Chattogram
Note:
Almost all countries of the world are independent
But still, humanity is in the inhumane subservient
-wHY?
Patriotism is counter productive,
only causing the world more divisiveness.
It's time to do away with flags and borders for good.
We will all be better off if we would.
We take a group of scientists and ask them to work on flying machines.
They give us flying machines and we use them to bomb cities,
so how can a scientist be scientific if they have allegiance to their country,
rather than to the entire planet for the benefit of everybody.
This would be a true scientist to me.
I am not a patriot, I have no allegiance to any leader or any country.
I pledge allegiance to the earth and to the global unification of everybody.