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At fifteen I was filled with passionate dreams
God breathed possibilities through my ambitions
I learned to feel with my heart, visions of a caress
Whispering through me when I first met him, my fantasy
At twenty-three I was older and wiser, longing for a touch
Imagining he was with me, embracing my heart’s hopes
Touching me with reassurance, acceptance and compassion
Everything that would awaken in me a feeling of pure intimacy
At thirty-five I found myself dreaming of his generous spirit
Wondering across familiar reveries with a sense of urgency
Yearning for his hands stirring, awakening pleading from within
The mystery of his vigorous skills for pleasuring me warmed me
At forty-two I shared moments with him, nestled within his embrace
Reflecting on all the love we had seen arise between our secret expressions
Slowly, we discovered the opportunity to spread inspiration in our path
Amid the ones who saw our hearts and all that graced our circumstance
At fifty-five I came to him once again, after spending those years apart
We found a tenderness that could not be found in anyone else on earth
Together, we spend time learning and growing wiser with a sweet embrace
Knowing that love this strong and good comes around only once in this place
At times I worry about losing him again – amid the struggles to keep up
But there is a faith inside of me today that reminds me he has given me his love
Honesty, his passion, his tender caress – all that was lacking in my hopes
He is the one I long to share my life with and know will be in my heavenly home
God knows my heart and how I searched for him when I wasn’t in his grasp
God knows my spirit and how it reached out for this peace that I feel with him
God knows my hopes and dreams and how deeply I feel for this man that was
The one who got away and the one who returned on that joyful, inspiring day
The One that got Away Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Silent One
July 3, 2020
Beck and Cowan, with Graves,
wrote the Spiral Dynamics of memes,
or cognitive-affective enculturation climates
of Left-Right as Yang-Yin spiraling equivalence,
or maybe not,
I'm still not quite sure
how much I am seeing and hearing into their words.
For example, from page 56,
I was going through their evolving octave of historical colors
of humane-divine time,
beginning with
"Beige-a state of nature"
"Purple-[spiritually dynamic] mysterious [sometimes enlightening] and frightening"
"Red-[LeftYang dominant] tough and dangerous like a [WinLose evolutionary] survivalist jungle"
"Blue-directed by a higher [prosperously regenerative v impoverished degenerative, monotheistic] power"
"Orange-full of viable [optimally WinWin cooperative-integrative polyculturing, inter-religioning] alternatives"
"Green- shared [EarthComPassionate] habit[at] of all humanity [ego-mind-spirit within, as all of EarthTribe's eco-body-nature without]"
"Yellow-at risk of chaotic [Anthropocene] collapse [into further LeftBrain/RightWing monocultural/monotheistic violent dissociation from indigenous AnthroSpirit/EarthNature health/wealth nondualistic wisdom]"
"Turquoise- a single living [panentheistic EarthGaia sacred/organic +1/-(-0) ego/ecosystemic cobinary copassionate-mind/co-pleasuring-body ] entity"
A win/win opportunity for complex multicultural
ecopolitical
ecological
cooperative
systemic peace development
where 'yellow' paranoid yin-repressed RightBrain depressives
"learn how to be [systemic trauma] free
but also [regenerative-health] principled
seek[ing] the [bicameral turquoise Tao] order
beneath [and deeply within, and above, both out and in, midway,
inbetween, wu wei] Earth's apparent [cosmological dualdark notnot LoseAnthroMind/LoseEarthBody] chaos.
Maybe win/win endorphins
produce inspiraling polyphonic color strings
reconnecting trust's pronoia evolution
through regenerate humane-mind/divine-body win/win enculturation
emerging Ego/Eco nurturing
timelessly co-present consciousness
of therapy-informed Tipping Points
Tao rebalancing
therapy v trauma
pronoia v paranoia
polycultural climate health
re-ligioning restoration.
What did I take away
from summer camp?
Not COVID
this year,
nor the clap
of one hand ringing.
But, instead
a more resilient health
of authentic sacred wealth
TransFormative dance
singing integrity's great
synergetic
bromance.
Polyphonic men
mind and body embracing
polypathic gods
re-imaging polytheistic goddesses
engaging all us in-between
communal transubstantiations.
My own spirited mind
and strong natured body
transition
has not been solely limited by Others'
lack of win/win imagination
But also,
perhaps primarily
and primally,
by my own
win straight mind
lose ***** body
trauma story,
His-poled v Her-holed history
Mind blaming
and body shaming
Left hemisphere's lack
of co-passioned pleasuring
Right-now transcendent
peak co-empathic mystery
More resiliently inquiring--
What transformative longing
does bromance take away
from summer's sacred belonging
mind and body camp?
I love plenty green grass growing with flowers
fireflies flickering at shows at nighttime
their bio-luminescence internal night-lights flashing
people pleasuring by the beach with hot sunny sun-tanning
builders are there on many beaches with wet sandy sandcastles
swimmers are swimming; snorkelers are submerged in blue water
sun has illuminated many bike trails for mountain-bike bicycling
sunrays light up parks to have some fun of festive fraternizing
days are longer with sunsets a glow of lavender tinge and orange
4th, July has multi foods of tasty outdoor tender barbequing
summer sun brings out short-sleeves boasters bulging biceps
freedoms a most pleasurable thing of this most seasonal season
As I walk this earth
Bare and broken
Blood soaked and driven
My soul in supernova
My mind, frenzied.
My body bruised
My sword well used
Nostalgic,
Breathing in fresh paint
From beaten bodies and torn souls
Sudden movement
A quivering soul
A careless action
My attention
To hold.
A smile drapes
Bearing into my soul
The world disappears
My deathly hunger
Implores.
Slow and pleasuring
Each clink of steel
Warms my heart
Sweetly,
Mending my soul
First blood,
A lonely bead
Inviting my wrath
It trickles
No warning sold.
Teasingly, it lays in waiting
Pulling me closer
Lonesome
Begging almost
To bring more
An abyss,
It draws my victims in
Craving, wanting, yearning
To feel bloodied flesh
Broken
Against my skin
Irrevocable
A fear, I sense
Another victim to claim
Pleasure streams
Anticipating
Envisioning,
Blood oh glorious blood
My eyes feeling, each soul I’ve claimed
A vulture stalking its prey
Bloodthirsty
Yet again
Imperative, a mission
Deep wanting, to quench
Valiance, a virtue, I dare not detest
Submissive, he glares eye to eye
His being laid not to rest
Unsteady, yet giving.
My hands he guides to my sword
Thrilling me more
A kiss so chaste
My heart explodes
Like a child
I revel,
Rapture so pure
Beautifully he whispers
“Be a sinner no more
Take my soul
Gruesomely, I beg
Treasure the blood
That my body
So willingly sheds
Your craving
To sate
I was born to the earth
Release your demon
Release it form its depths
Stay hidden no more
Bare, naked, run free
Believe it not a disease
But a gift
As I see.
Unsheathe your sword
Glorious, shall it gleam
Purified, ready
Through my heart
Shall it go.”
Ecstatic,
Pleasure shudders through me.
A kiss I lay
Goodbye, my dearest
Your debt has been paid.
By
Amanda Miller
{This is to a new friend , a faceless being
that brings out the person hiding in me }
When we
together
worry we
(not they)
don't have enough time
to recreate a healthier happier wealthier climate
this is Left/Right balancing time
to notice and recalibrate
transubstantiate
our DNA/RNA solidarity
transformation consciousness
to adjust our LeftBrain dominance
from anthropocentric shortage
toward 1/(0)-cobinary empty long
to fully belong
abundantly empty
timelessly polyamorous
not too much egoLeft resonant thrival
for too little ecoRight resilient survival
not too soon YangAlpha
or too late YinOmega,
for Win/Win reweaving
AnthroEarth's co-pleasuring flight
impassioning polypathic spacious might
feel our time lies too still,
too boring,
lacking good humored engagements
and vitality
and passion
too much stagnant dull
secularized divestment
not empowering sacred time
fulfilling organic space
Actively hoping
these are our opportunities to look deeper
for permaculturing cooperative opportunities
to replace competitive WinLose condemning and mistrusting
Earth's dialectically climatic enculturations
Avoiding systemic trauma's self-alienating
and original sin's ego-monoculturing
supremacist-yet-paranoid
dissonantly divesting outcomes
veiling WinWin regeneratively healthy
tranformatively wealthy
transubstantiated bilateral Anthro economic
Earth ecological
empowering and enlightened politics
enticing deeply rich socio-therapeutic opportunities
for less vicarious fear of risk to self-esteem
more freedom to actively perform self and other
bilateral entertainments,
re-engaging cobinary cooperative gift-it-forward miracles
reweaving EarthBound pains and longings,
promoting future health
abundant gains and belongings
by learning from past pathologically dissonant angers,
fears dulling into boring passive monotheistic
patriarchal paranoias,
chronically dissonant distances from
regeneratively balancing resonance
of panentheistic
Gaia Hypothesis
matriarchal pronoia
promulgating peak experiences
of long-suffering belonging bliss.
Dancing minds
feed singing bodies
Dancing healthy bodies
breed singing wealthy minds.
Messianic minds find transcendent faith
in wealthy blue-sky synergy
when bodies anticipate immanent
red-blooded warm hope
for sacred EarthTribe's healthiest
green co-passionate integrity.
Whether we feel we must perfectly invest
in cooperative crown-chakra minds
invoking co-pleasuring
organic
root-chakra bodies
Or think we must imperfectly divest
of uncompetitively degenerating bodies
provoking dispassionately fading minds
Is an unnatural win/lose
root body shaming
crown mind blaming
hellish bare survival invoice
for mind v body
dualistic vice
Leaving a still small peak experiential crack
enlightening a healthier political voice
and neuro-sensexual
root-systemic dancing choice
inviting wealthy spiritual
resiliently natural
rejoice
In panentheistic
bodhisattva dancing
liberally circling bodies
empowering soulful singing
monotheistic minds
conservatively enhancing
health-enlightened transparency,
compassionately pleasured vulnerability
of co-messianic win/win minds
trying our cooperatively co-invested best
to thrive
in a win/lose embodied State
of traumatic will to barely survive
economic binging bodies
and political purging minds.
Rob Brezsny reports
In 2004, San Rafael hosted a World Conference of Soul-Making
resulting in three schools for best PeaceMaking practices,
to which I will add one
more democratically inclusive,
less autonomously exclusive.
"The Ruminators
theorized that humans are born without [divine] souls
and can create them only through arduous,
disciplined rebellion against all [trauma-informed] belief systems.
The Resonators
agreed that soul [peace] isn't innate,
but insisted that soul-making is by no means difficult
...gathering good [health-humor] stories is effective [necessary]
and not at all hard [resiliently sufficient].
The Revelators
said every [individual] person is born with a [peace-full monotheistic] soul
in seed form,
and need only discover the [organic] 'blueprint'
of that [individual] seed
in order to attract the [anthropocentric] experiences
necessary to draw out its [integrity's] potential."
Regenerators
win/win hypothetically agree with all of the above,
born with a potential integrating peace seed,
we struggle with systemic traumas
win v lose dualistic pathological dramas
painfully dissociative
devolutionary ruminations
yet also
celebrate our greatest Gaian Synergy Story
of inter-religiously ecological
cooperative revolutionary culminations
resonantly anticipating
health-climaxing wealth
of panentheistic pronoia.
Re-ligiously con-scientious peace-making
within universally engaged
neurosystemic unitarian mindbody
and
compassionately pleased
ecosystemic bodymind
Re-membering roundly resonant Gaia's
mystical polyamorous vulnerability
historical pronoia transparency
anticipating interdependent EarthTribe's
soul-communing peace communications.
Once again, adding a culminating four-fractal fold
to three interdependent dimensions
closes a four-season healthy
regeneratively wealthy
peace-development story
Inviting our polyculturally expectant revisit
for yet more win/win synergetic soul food
Re-ligiously feeding spiritual Resonator minds of
con-scientiously breeding natural Revelator bodies for
re-viving more sacredly compassionate Ruminators singing
organically co-pleasuring ReGenerators dancing
to soul-full musing EarthPeace.
His flight arrives
They meet, a kiss
It's taken many months
To be like this
They head off home
In constant chat
Talking off this
And talking off that
They settle down
With a lovely wine
Talking of their pasts
Into evening time
Thoughts of dinner
In discussion arise
Chinese takeaway
Mm, mouth watering cries
Plates clean
The chef we praise
To the wine we drink
Our glasses we raise
At the table we sit
Eye's in stare
Feet touching
The wantings there
Holding hands
Sensing love
Beating hearts
Eagle and dove
To the Sofa we settle
Into the night
Topics aplenty
Conversation delight
Its the early hours
She takes my hand
To her private realm
In this promised land
We shower together
With tender caress
Our bodies connect
Torso impress
In between kisses
We dry each other
To her bed we lie
Under silky covers
Face to face
Lips connect
Our gentle caress
Takes effect
Welcoming sigh
Two become one
Passions run
Loves flow has begun
In pleasuring explode
Comforting clutch
Kisses gracing
This heavenly touch
We lie together
Absorbed, entwined
Into dreamy sleep
In each others minds
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Still round the corner there may wait, a new road or a secret gate"
to walk, skip, dance or glide through,into yesteryear,maybe centuries ahead.
To put our wrongs right, ability to see fate,avoiding pitfalls
our globe would be a shinier place,abiding what dwells from the secret gate.
I would have my wishes all come true,peace throughout the world
no wars no bombs,nor starving millions,equality nationwide.
The cure for painfull illnesses,would be iminant,purity in the air
a god like feeling tremendously,magicly to perspective.
Being able to view the infinity of stars,sheer beauty imminance
a bus ride away,a planetary outing,dazzling the eye.
Hopping on a shooting star,galaxy we do glide
or sloping down the half moon,pleasuring the slide.
Paul Beadnall for
Sponsor Tracie ~*~ Indigo Dreamweaver
Contest Name In a land called fantasy...