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Premium Member 'complication Pursued'

You ever wondered why
You chose the person who doesn’t care?

The person who has a propensity 
To struggle with showing affection 
 
You ever wished you could love the ones
That wants to be your world
The one who would make you their world
 
Why is it that you want time? 
From the only person that doesn’t have any?
From the person who has so many other priorities?
 
Who would never make you their priority?
 
It’s like making them your first choice, 
While you are just an option in theirs 
 
Meanwhile right in front of you
You have a gem, 
That might not be what you think you need
In the meantime they are exactly what you require
 
Sometimes we spend too much time on wishful thinking
Instead of embracing the obvious
Only because you look for complicated
 
When you can get uncomplicated 
 Coupled with that sense of being treasured
Being a priority

Why do you continue to chase complicated?

©130820131559


Premium Member The Hierarchy of Needs

(“The Mothership”, 2024, photo collage of original encaustics)

The Hierarchy of Needs

In this world there is a hierarchy of need.
Of course it’s different for each of us.
Some just want to get ahead,
Some to get laid,
Or to score.
Some just want to be left alone.

I’m kind of in that last group
But I also have other priorities
And those are what comes after any hierarchy.

So what might those be?

The question really becomes 
What is the nature of this world
And it’s natural hierarchies?

Food, sex, shelter, connection, 
Self esteem and realization
But those are all within the pyramid,
That while leading ever upward
Never really leaves the ground.

What is it that transcends this sense of worldly need,
Transcends all we crave and strive for?

The word that come most readily to mind
Is space.
Space is what we find when we step off the top
And enter into that which is actually another dimension.

It may sound cool or far out perhaps,
But it isn’t.
It’s just what is when we step out of ourself,
Out of our mind, and
Into what has always been
Like the warm embrace of a lover
Or parent, or comforting scent of home.

Each of us are lost children
And each of us know that scent of home
Even if we don’t know.

The hierarchy of needs is what keeps us bound
To the wheel,
The wheel nothing more than a hamster’s habit.

Are you really a hamster?

I didn’t think so.

(8/31/25)
Form: Narrative

Premium Member Undertow of Nostalgia

UNDERTOW OF NOSTALGIA
the ambiguous
    explored
on an indeterminate
surface

liberating
    the emotional freedom

 a splintered breakaway
  of
    excitement
& expectation
improvement
 emphasised
    by  innovation
effect& consequence
emphasised

 trends in full force
conveying
emotion
 meaning
  suggestion &
heightened sensation

a super reality
in the unconscious
  with enduring influence

maturity
denial
 of instant predictions
&priorities
factored to emergine
as motivations
    I re engage


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 Cupid Unkind


Love,
The emotion
From eternity to eternity
Touches humans
Giving serenity,
The ones in love
Forever fortuitous
To be singing
Life's glorious song,
A dance of
Tango
Between two
Sublime souls
Lost in the throes
Of immortal love;
Those upon whom
Cupid
Is unkind
And failed to strike
With his magical 
Arrow
Must remain
Sentenced
To a life of
Degenerate
Solitude,
A life of 
Unfulfilled dreams,
And missed bliss;
Deep in the ocean
Of emotion,
Lies their sunken ship
Of love
Perched precariously
On a submerged
Precipice under
The weight of 
Ill chosen priorities,
Broken, rusted,
Unknowingly,
Instinctively awaiting
Some arrowed,
Amorous diver
Or a miracle
From Eros
To rekindle
The fire
Of passion
Within.
© MB Farookh  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member The 15 Priorities of Fishing

THE 15 PRIORITIES OF FISHING

1) doing something
       together
2) watching the bobber
       go under
3) feeling that tug/tension
       on the line
4) what you catch
5) size of what you catch
6) was number 5 BS?
7) was number 6 BS?
8) what bait/lure you use
9) save/eat or catch/release?
10) how “buggy” it is
11) did you bring effective
       bug spray?
12) how many red-and-
       white ornaments did
       you hang on the
       trees?
13) are you absolutely,
       positively, honest-to-
       god-may-you-never-
       catch-another-fish-
       SURE about your
       answer to number
       5?!?
14) adding a “Mulligan” of
       (at least) one inch to
       number 5 is a given,
       (to everyone BUT the
       game warden)
15) did you disregard ALL
       the other priorities for
       the sake of a negative
       answer to number 11?



* A bit of fun - for my two fishing buddies, Brandon & Travis *

( Painting by Tommy Kinnerup )


Premium Member My God, Thank You For Pondering All My Goings

June 12 Scripture Meditations Based on Proverbs 5

Key Verse – Proverbs 5:21 For the ways of man are before the eyes of the LORD, and he pondereth all his goings.   

MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR PONDERING ALL MY GOINGS

Thank You for pondering all my goings and motives
To bring me to Your will’s perfect incentives
Through Your wisdom’s perspectives
Against worldly fatal sedatives.

Thank You for pondering all my goings and priorities
To pull me to Your direction’s valid authorities
Through Your discretion’s opportunities
Against materialistic vanities.

Thank You for pondering all my goings and steps
To drive me to Your understanding’s full steps
Through Your knowledge’s inner steps
Against sinful side-steps.

Thank You for pondering all my goings and commitments
To bring me to Your instructions’ honourable discernments
Through Your leadership’s agreements
Against slothfulness-caused detriments.

Thank You for pondering all my goings and decisions
To bring me to Your righteousness’ joyful considerations
Through Your holiness’ actions
Against hopeless dysfunctions.

Thank You for pondering all my goings and ways
To fill me with Your blessings’ bountiful rays
Through Your satisfaction’s trays
Against poverty-stricken days.

June 12, 2022
Form: Rhyme

Wisdom Is a Gift

A little boy sits alone, with a world before him to explore
soon this boy grows up, not that same little boy as before
when reaching adulthood, feeding his curiosity becomes his goal
but he has not yet learned, true wisdom to maintain that control

Now a young teenager in a crowd, he senses he’s different and feels sad
so he inquires of others, and is given answers that to him just don't add 
not long after this young man marries, happy and with a family of his own
he becomes overwhelmed with this depression, and feels like he is all alone

The challenges of marriage were too much, on him taking their toll
reaching that point many of us get to, he begins searching his soul
in time a transformation takes place, a degree of serenity he finds 
his life slowly becomes focused, confidence and belief now shines

How many of us at one time or another, fall into this melancholy and start to wonder 
is it possible that we were so deaf and blind, unaffected even from the noise of 
thunder
all our lives heaven sent us those messages and signs, to wake us, from this our 
slumber
yet we chose to satisfy our materialistic desires, priorities on our list, each with a 
number

Skeptics and scoffers evade the logic of their folly, ignoring the truth hidden from 
within
unwilling to change their ways, acknowledging this truth means having to admit 
their sin
they err lacking the knowledge, G-d does not treat us severely when we repent 
while alive
but if we fail to mend our ways, love and forgiveness, for ourselves alone do we 
deprive

I learned this lesson myself many years ago, praying for direction from the One 
above
never again to put my faith in man, I was rewarded with the wisdom of truth my 
true love
wisdom is within the reach of all, patiently awaiting those willing to drink and draw 
near
with but one condition which all must follow, to acquire true wisdom, sin you must 
fear

Where there is fear of sin, there is enlightenment, and wisdom has a place to call 
home
without fear you cannot control yourself, unhindered, your evil inclination is free to 
roam
your hopes and desires they can really be achieved, but remember to always remain 
true
that road to ultimate happiness, is to acquire that wisdom, a gift understood by so 
few
Form: Rhyme

Priorities

Swimming alone way out to sea
The only thing known is that it’s only me
Reaching and slipping and finally going under
Only to emerge to the crash of thunder

Up and down I am forced to go
Only my frown I am willing to show
And as the waves wash over my face
My air becomes so hard to replace

But now I have a goal so clearly in sight
Energizing my soul and making skies bright
He shares my name but we are so different
My life was so lame before he was sent

So as he inspires me, I hope that he’ll see
Nothing in life is free except when your with daddy
Don't be like me, but prepare for that rainy day
The one I hope never comes your way

2002
Form: Rhyme

Someday Soon

Someday soon I'll run out, 
Of all my "give it one more tries".
Someday soon I won't believe, 
In all your pretty little lies. 

Someday soon this love for you, 
Like a flower will wilt and die.
Someday soon I'll break these chains,
And leave you here to cry.

I've cried myself to sleep it seems, 
Like a 100 thousand years. 
I could easily fill the Atlantic Ocean, 
With all my undried tears.

Did you really not see, 
The pain you were inflicting?
My soul is now completely broke, 
So your hurt I am evicting.

You made me believe without a doubt,
In all your broken dreams.
But I have yet to see you fulfill
Any of your lousy schemes.

I stood up for you and had your back, 
When everyone turned away.
But now my love is fading fast, 
Don't know what else is left to say.

I know you must've meant well, 
But now you've completely changed.
I have to go and leave you here, 
Now that my priorities rearranged.

Please don't you worry about me, 
I will make it out just fine.
You can't have what's left of me,
God said, " Nope! She's all mine!"

Someday soon My God will heal, 
Every single broken piece.
He will refill my faith in love, 
So my heart will find relief. 

I'm still praying for you daily, 
Cause that's what I'm lead to do.
Forgiveness & a Greyhound bus,
Will move me far away from you.

Priorities

Author Dana Redricks
October 22, 2016

Sometimes our priorities can be thrown way off course.
People care about things more than they care about people and praise them about anything else.
We seek for treasures that will gain us nothing but are willing to sell our souls. We should strive for the treasures that are eternal and love people more than things. Things will perish and be lost or stolen, but in Jesus we have eternal life, in loving others we find something much lasting and is the love return or knowing they have a choice. Loving people is to give a choice either they can love us back or reject us but at least there is a chance of knowing real love, but the greatest love comes from above. Keep our priorities in check, and we will know our worth and the worth of others.

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