Long Psychology Poems
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Water Hand Pump
I wonder whence the pipe goes?
Underground Niagra, Mississippi or Caspian Sea?
Working the Up-Down Handle like Punching a PIN,
A Subterranean ATM of Cool Crystal Quench,
Sometimes the Handle Ignores Rapid Work,
Just as Licking a Stamp, I Have to Prime,
Give to Get, Down Goes Wet, Up Comes Sublime,
As If Sensient, What Goes Around, It Understands,
Physics Doesn't Play Games, Invest the Good,
Even Salt Water Brings Up the Sweet,
Not Machine Psychology but Leather Swelling,
Sealing the Gap Between Bucket & Sub-Dwelling.
Now Primed, Pumping Towards the Ground,
Creates Cavity 'Tween this World & Maybe Hell,
A Spurting Fountain Results from the Well.
If Only All Life Were Clear & Transparent,
Nature's Dignity Comes from Innocence,
In Figuring Things Out, I Stand More Erect,
Glimpsing, Enacting Cause & Effect.
A lesser moon I can quite well withstand,
A gentle crescent grants a gracious smile,
To all the world, an honest helping hand,
And friends well know I'll go the extra mile.
But then there comes that shining disk of hell,
And buried in a hole, I feel its flood,
And then regret my wit and sharpened smell,
And all that lusts the rip and flowing blood.
And one may say I should not be a wolf,
As wolves have said I should not human be;
I am the thread that spans across the gulf,
The day and night it seems the world must see.
And so there lies the deep divided one,
Each half despising what the other's done.
Forest fires in Canada
leave a haze in Iowa
and I can’t help but think
of how they have consumed
the land.
As I go for a Sunday drive
a wall cloud of smoke
in the sky before me
hides the sun
but the river
is at my side
rippling reflections
of sky.
A voice inside says
we must embrace
before it's lost
as I count the miles.
I round a curve
and for a moment I see
the face of someone
I loved as she smiled,
a memory unveiled.
Yet I know
fires are burning
out west
a story played out
every year.
I look into my self
and feel assured
as the sun emerges
and opens the skies.
for every charred trunk
that falls a seed
left in its wake
In the quest for what is "more," a concept vast and deep,
A universe of wanting, from which we laugh and weep.
It is the second helping, the dawn after the night,
The ever-present yearning for a more brilliant light.
It’s the whisper of ambition, the shout of endless greed,
The planting of a forest from a single, tiny seed.
"More" can be the knowledge in scrolls of parchment bloomed,
The architect's bold vision, from ancient wisdom groomed.
It is the steady building of a shelter from the storm,
A harvest’s golden bounty, to keep a family warm.
It is the tinkerer's candle, a drive to innovate,
To push beyond the boundaries and seal a better fate.
But in the brain's deep pathways, a different tale is told,
A story of desire, that's powerful and old.
With every gain and getting, a flash of golden light,
A chemical reward that burns away the night.
The mind is then conditioned, it seeks the thrill anew,
And "enough" becomes a phantom, forever out of view.
And so the ruin follows, on this relentless quest,
When "more" becomes a fever, a sickness in the breast.
The miser counts his treasure, his knuckles pale with fear,
The glutton feasts to bursting, but satisfaction's never near.
It is a hollow hunger, a chasm in the soul,
That swallows joy and contentment, and takes a heavy toll.
I’ve inherited contradictions - which could be genetic, original-personal failings, or the result of family dynamics - those are like the background radiation left by the big bang.
If you’re in school long enough, you take a lot of psychology tests. In my psychological makeup, a drippy sentimentality uncomfortably coexists with a cat-like indifference. This is probably my French cultural inheritance - is it too late to add that factor?
The seedbed of my current cognitive dissonance is time - I don’t have a lot of time for other people’s issues. Please accept these earnest, unfiltered insights - even if they are laced with caffeine.
I finally got some graded papers back - I wondered if they were shredding or recycling them. I did ok. It was an electrifying moment in an otherwise indifferent week.
Let’s wax somewhat poetically…
I’m loving the Université.
The architectural spaces,
the concertante ways people
move through functional areas
and the layers of differing sounds
- the heard-like, instinctive responses
to the triggering abstractions of universal signage
- going up or down, yes, no, stop, go -
that send us in well-practis'd directions.
I find the colour and movement,
the fashion mix of high and low cultures
lush and satisfying but you can never get
a cup of coffee large enough.
enough of THAT.
I’m not a poet at all. You’ve heard of method actors? Well, I’m a method writer. I fully inhabit my one and only character who, in turns, charms, repels, embarrases and delights me - just like everyone else in my life.
Would you buy defining yourself, in little vignettes, as an audacious act?
I write ‘flash fiction,’ I’m told, because it presents only one person’s perspective - but I do it with forensic precision - and present it all with the narrative negligence that defines my work - it’s art, people - on a time budget.
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Songs for this:
new friends by flowerovlove [E]
Tokyo Lift (5am) by Cautious Clay
I Should Be Home by Balu Brigada
Geology, geometry, biology, biography
Anthropology, psychology, geography, photography,
Psychiatry, psychometry, cartography, graphography,
So many ol-ogies and og-Raph-ies, so little time.
Yet am I studying any of them?
Not today. Today I am sitting in my lazy girl,
Watching a year’s worth of a designer show.
I have been starring at other people working like mad.
Learning nothing but as it is my day off, not feeling a bit bad.
The ologies and ographies can wait another five years or so.
When I retire and I have watched every design show,
This is when I can study all the ologies and ographies.
So leave me alone today if you please.
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Where are my richest arteries
for struggling with
as, in, through
fertile flowing
compassionate light?
Where is that taproot
going in
to deep rooted
LoveSongs ego/eco-balancing dance
crossing Tao's revolutionary Tipping Point
of ego crucifixion
gracing polycultural bi0hemispheric
evolving
revolving
co-arising
co-messianic
bicameral karma?
Where resides optimally positive psychology
with multi neurosystemic therapy
opposing monotheistic pathology?
Ecotherapy of organic political-panentheism
as personal-mind/cultural-body
co-revolution?
Baptism of Left brain competing for dominance
into co-redemptive Left-Right
Convex-Concave
Vertex-Vortex
dialectical fullness
Dipolar ego purgation
engaging eco inflation,
stopping right on MidWay's
eco-normative birth of ReGenesis
Where are my Shamanic Cooperative Warriors
of LeftBrain truth
felt as RightBrain win/win trust
resolving scientific mind revolutions
inside sacred natural evolution bodies
of Right-Left balanced mind-embodiedness?
CoArise PostMillennial CoOperators
Evolve-Solutionaries
Adventure into global cooperative re-membering
struggles virgin-pregnant
with polypathic nutrition-rich seeds
of risky opportunity
drawn from diverse win/lose
zero-sum paradigms
hoping to experience
round
resonantly resolving
proactive octaves
Dreaming up resilient
panentheistic
local/global perspective
mind/body musing
inside/outside dipolar
spiritual/natural wisdom
empowering/enlightening peace.
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Emotion
Emotion, what is that? What?
Emotion
Emotion
Emotion
Hmmm
Feeling, what is that? What?
Feeling
Feeling
Feeling
Hmmm
I want to feel
I want to feel
I want to feel like
I want to get life
I want life
I can’t feel that
Can I find that?
Yes, you will find that - said Satan
How? - I asked Satan
Just live - answered Satan
I live, I live
And live
Yes
Yes
Satan: That’s right
Life is suffering
Life is suffering
Life is the Suffering
I am suffering
Just watch my life
Just watch your life
We are suffering
I can’t find life
She is not my life
Satan: Do not suffer. That’s her life
I just live and live
Hmm
I need help to live
Satan: God will help you
I know, Life wants to give help
But I can’t get that
I can’t get
I am under control
Please, help me
Please, help me
Psychology here wants to kill me
Psychology here wants to kill me
Here
Only here
I just want life
Life
Only life
Only life?
No.
No.
Just life.
I want freedom
Freedom
Only
Yeah
Freedom
I won't feel it
Emotion of freedom
But I am blocked
No problem
The way is to get
Me
I
Emotion
Is this love?
No.
I won't feel you
Feel you
Emotion could be poison
Don’t give me a feeling
Please
Please
I need just emotion
Emotions
Feelings
And super love
Hmm
Where is the love?
The Love?
The LOVE?
I have no money
I lost the love
I lost
Love