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As i look back on that Summers day in August 44
Soon to be transported back to Normandy's bloodied shores
I know i will be leaving, the girl of my dreams
Face to face as we say our goodbye's and tears like loving streams
The day that we first met on that polished pebbled beach
Her flowing blond hair and eyes of blue and complexion of ripened peach
The backdrop of the waves as they echoed within my heart
Rippling undulations, impart
On a tartan blanket she lay whilst her siblings threw skipping stones
Momentary our eyes were captured, two souls on a beach unknown
As we furthered investigation, with glances of blush and stare
This blond and the entranced soldier, now becoming aware
Just as we finished glancing, to the waters edge we look
Her sister of five years old, was caught in wave surge soak
My training instincts show as i react to this little girl
Inhibitions drain from my heart, postponing my previous swirl
On this polished pebbled beach, a young life's barely begun
Nearly taken from a family rich, on a sands where there was no gun
I step back from the tartan and reflect on my tomorrows
Not knowing what i walk into, to visualise hidden sorrows
A changing surrounds us, where two were in captured glance
Turning to this unknown soldier, and smiles with grateful please
She flutters her eyelashes like butterfly wings
With the grace of a Summers breeze
We gather our thoughts as we look back at the stones
Where living can succumb to our future and die all alone
I survived the war, fortunate to return home
As i think of my colleagues, who will out there forever roam
Deepest Heights
Weaving mountains together spinning intricate threads
moving slowly through the mosaic fabric of innocent time
the mantra enlightens self fulfilling intimate prophesies
~ Sacred texts waning waxing swelling ~
Delirious pleasure calligraphed onto skins curvaceously inked
loving crescent words ancient utterances living the dream
the lovers drink from a well of readings writings prosaic embrace
~ Blushing crescendos teasing pleasing positioning ~
Samsara imbibing union transcending for another moment
anticipating postponing awaiting in the future here and now
the flute shivers to recipient tunes of castanet flow and tempo
~ Fiery symphonies trusting thrusting combusting ~
Messages
Massages
Melodies
Scripture
Sensuality
Serenades
All is one and one is everything as we breeze together breathe beget
bewildered beginnings kindle unfinished endings start the circle once again
‘Ka(r)ma Sutra
‘Tant(r)amount
To Being
On this desecrating Earth
Nature's BusinessAsUsual
is industriously
and perversely
secluded from Spirit--
naturality from spirituality,
climate health/pathology from internal weather events,
humane hope for health from divine faith in eternal wealth,
In our profane wealth-hoarding EgoGame,
short-term fatuous Win/Lose natural strategies
are loss-postponing futile dispiriting armaments,
empty entertainments,
pretend preoccupations designed to magically protect
against longer-term biological rotting death
Each Sacred Organic Dignity's
inevitably stalking Loss of identifiable Life--
Loss of active hope for sacred Truths
Hidden within secular Beauty
or even experiential health-optimizing WinWin Ways
to everyday continue multi-regenerationally wealth
creative curiously courageous camouflage cooperative
Thriving.
In a secular-languaged
LeftBrain dominant culture,
sapien and RightBrain WiseElder,
Natural experience reminds us
to become profoundly grateful
Ego death's natural outcomes
are predicated on input
experienced within spiritual EcoLife
EcoLogical Truth
Green Environmental hidden byways
matriarchally cooperative
Natural/Spiritual CoOwnership
of WinWin global through Ego aspirations,
attractions,
interests,
curiosities
timelesssly regenerating healthy/wealthy
nurturing and nutritional and nuanced Life
hiding Ego/EcoLogical Truths in plain relational loving light,
Left/Right bilateral short-
through long-term
timeless omnipresent Ways.
LeftBrain deductive secular Ego maps
of DNA Right BrainStemmed Rooted Healthy Wealth
sacred historically resilient
EcoTerritory--
hiding and dividing
inviting and revolutioning
LeftBrain's
hidden undomesticated SpiritVoices
heard happiest from OutDoor Natural ReSources--
DNA resilient
health/wealth bilaterally resonant RealTime--
notnot ZeroSum Prime DiPolar Rooted
in CommonGround Light
CoOperative AnimaMundi Truths, MultiCultural.
By Parizo
If it is love
Deliver the heart from burning
Make it rain
Keep it flowing
Just find the one whom your heart wants
If you have something to say
Then spit it out
Say it loud
the time is now
Don't put them on hold
they need to be told
If you need happiness
Seek it within yourself
It is right next to your heart
Just don't expect too much
Be soft not too harsh on yourself
If you seek perfection
Stop satisfying those you see they don't value you
You are perfect
Look yourself in the mirror
And start being a believer
If you need Approval
Stop looking it on other people
Approve yourself first
Accept the way you are
And will forever be proud of who you are
If you need Time
Stop postponing
Start preparing
Stop doubting
Leave those that aren't working
And that will get you going
If You Seek Faith
Stop looking on those hard rocks
Is in form of roots
You just let it grow
It will upgrade your mood
Can someone give me the email of someone I’d like to know?
So I can send them my regards
then watch our effortless correspondence.
Could someone pass on the number of the people I’d like to know?
I can ring them day or night,
always postponing the half hour hang up ritual.
By tomorrow, I’d like a letter on my desk
from a person I’d like to know.
Folded with creases
Opening it like a game of pass the parcel
Written on torn paper
Several notes sweep out and slide
Away from me
The people I’d like to know
Could the person I’d like to know give me a wave when we pass on the street?
I’ll wave back, I promise.
If you want more consider looking elsewhere
for the people you’d like to know.
Red grows politically angry
about wealthy society's conspiracy
to keep my ego away
from health's abundant wealth.
Blue spreads out
economically fearful of anger's power,
my own loss of leftbrain control,
most times less,
sometimes more
than terrifying competitive victory,
unhealthy monopolization
of light and power,
wealth accumulated
by neglecting
postponing
preempting HaveNot wishes,
accelerating Earth abusive investments
of a powerful
and punishing
highly narcissistic
inhumane
pissed off
judgmentally quivering society,
blatantly unsustainable.
Green ecological relationships
remain hopeful
the conjunction of two polarizing
paralyzing negatives,
anger and fear,
like two negatives
equaling a positive,
will produce healthier wealth,
Not more political envy
and economic greed;
but heavenly peace
through nonviolent EarthJustice.
I aged a small number of hours,
none the worse
since posting about Daylight Savings Time,
a radiant playful verse
teasingly succeeded against being terse,
a cogent tangential thread,
where passage of "time"
ranks front and center
this central theme constitutes cultish obsession
with vibrant youthfulness
as if senescence a crime imposed
(at birth) on every purse
son, thus a healthy and prominant grow wing
(nee bursting out all over)
market and cottage industries didst swing
into high gear (make that overdrive)
addressing telomeres shortcomings
justifies tamper ring
with chromosomal genes
to sustain bug eyed sales figures,
asper amazing grace full spy king
scales into the stratosphere,
with cosmetic surgeons hoe ping
where, (particularly among
baby boomer generation)
appear younger looking than offspring
(albeit, whereat either gender undergoing
bust ting bosoms and tightening tushies)
to foster said tune, where billions of dollars
come into play, I haint joe king
this feeding frenzy removing without a trace
(of surgeon's needle) unsightly wrinkles,
stretch marks, blemishes, et cetera
(over a life time) fulfilling vanity
in the name of eternal quest to dupe biology
paying mega bucks postponing twilight/ evening
years not yielding to depredations when dotage
a stark reminder what natural aging doth bring
superficial (skin deep) transformations,
which cannot reboot major organs
allowing elderly to rock with van
halen again, since primary maximal apex
i.e. post adolescence/
early adulthood marked urban
boisterous antics, the tacitly accepted behavior,
that would appear down right foolish
as if elders played kick the can
if chronologically old geezers let Mother Nature
rightfully round up steering committee
gently rowing rickety ship of lovely bones
dutifully paying (chump change) to the bargeman.
(“Tapestry”, 2025, original encaustic)
Cleaning House
Today I clean my study for the first time in years.
I didn’t really choose to do it
But we have ductwork being cleaned in the morning
And no one else seemed to be volunteering.
So I stack and sort
Dust and discover stuff I’d long forgotten.
It feels good to make some space
And it reminds me how glad I am to be alive,
Glad to have the stuff I have
With time to enjoy and study it all some more,
And glad I’m not leaving it all like it is
For my daughter to deal with.
But I know it’s wishful thinking to think
My mortality is assured to enjoy or avoid
Those choices for long.
Eventually the room will become cluttered again
And I’ll leave it to my heirs as it is
Before enjoying it all as much as I’d hoped.
That is the nature of Life after all
There is always more to do
And so little time.
But each moment isn’t like that at all,
As we do them moment by moment,
Each complete and whole and timeless entities
Like a cresting wave, just as it is, in a sea
Of endless waves.
Somewhere in this sea
There is a point of view I call me,
Surfing you could say
Treating it all like a game,
I start over and over
As if I have all the time in the world.
I know this is just a recurring dream
But I keep doing it
Putting off the house cleaning,
Postponing the deeper studies
Until something forces my hand
And once again I’m enjoying Life,
Not just in the moment,
But in the whole
A life I can celebrate as endless
And mortal.
(9/11/25)
Nowhere But in Your Mind
She asked me: "Where have you been, love?"
"Nowhere but in your unfulfilled mind,
Always comfortable in my own escape,
Always postponing the moment that never starts."
She told me: "You're not here, amor, you're absent like the dance of dead stars,
While my heart is your prisoner,
And my beats are punches in the wasteland that separates me,
Empty rhythms that beat in the hora of a world without truth or bland lie."
"Let me ask and you answer my questions,
And if it's too hard, give up, be silent like blind stillness.
Why are your eyes blue like the sky fallen into abyss?
Seems they carry a river of pain frozen in flames,
And I want to dive into their waves of blissful agony.
To swim through all your problems infinite-finite,
Even though I might drown in my salvation,
Even though my life becomes my fulfilled death.
Your lips look cute in this bright night,
What lip gloss do you wear on your face of living statue?
Because they shine like extinguished stars from so much burning,
I want to kiss them once, at least in a short eternity,
Even though I'll receive troubles like heavy gifts,
It's fine, it's perfect this gentle catastrophe.
All to answer your questions without answers,
And to put the river of pain in its corner of center,
All to be the perfect version you want destroyed,
The one you don't search for but always wait to come disappeared."
greed is the ugliest of sins
robbing the poor
to line one’s pockets
knocking people to their knees
reducing them to begging
while they are asked to wait patiently
for what is due them
how dare they make them wait
it’s all one huge conspiracy
how can you sleep at night
have you no conscience
can you really just pretend
that delay is without consequence
how much do you need to be satisfied
has your greed no bounds
we can’t imagine the utmost greed
coveting profits gained
from deliberately postponing payments
while honest people live deep in despair
AP: 2nd place 2021