Long Restlessness Poems
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Blackwater tide
no longer functional
blemishes of toxins
Frankenfish contamination
environmental risk, insomnia spurs.
In and out thoughts
Mind-worry cycle of self rule
in free flowing confetti that won't anchor
No streaks of mindful grace
Never one with the stilled darkness
Only splintered images of disappointments
stacked like packing crates.
Unable to count sheep
(too distracted by their calm cud chewing).
Prayer for the dispatch of quiet's mind
To barter all for a drug to quell wakefulness
Relief from restlessness in mind numbing news
over making wrong choices
my fall through the sky.
Powerless to erase a brain script of failure,
to know a measured response to love.
Smack the pillows again
A beating in progress
None the softer
for brain waves
on cushions of letdown
soiled by secrets.
Poem revised January 21, 2021
MINDFULNESS
Monitor mind magnificently on meditation
Inspire intensive intrinsic innate inherent introspection.
Concentrate conscience on deep careful contemplation.
Train mind to devote and dedicate, devoid of distraction.
Channelize thought process on challenge, controlling cognition
Unclasp disturbance, unleash annoyance, chasing commotion.
Enlighten mind engrossing ecstatic static state of emotion.
Sow seed of sincerity and awareness to sprout with serene sensation.
Recognise stability of soul focusing on center of goal for perception.
Acquire mindfulness releasing restlessness asserting attention.
06/13/21
Alliteration Old or New Poem
. Second place
Contest by Joseph May
The bowel of the earth deepens with
Saturated blessings of the soil, and
Down, down, the forces burrow in its
Caverns —creviced
Between day and night, I cannot decipher,
Yet it is the mind of the night, the strength of the
Arcane values, where the eyes, though
Blind, see through the darkest chasm
Syncopations thrive —the mind and the
Soul of the hides, the metallic occupation,
The throbs from animal faculty in desuetude,
And hallowed cadences of chants.
Darkness and light, I do not know
But behold, in the strength of the day’s looming eyes,
Cormorants, in elixir, hover at the mouth of vigilant cliffs
Beneath the earth’s balcony, chattering loosely.
Chants, chants of midnight-hour Africa,
Feeble metaphor for the softness of leopard skin,
Innocent voices parched like no globule of water
Has streamed past their distressed throats in ages
From the riots of drums underneath the exhausted earth,
Skeletal frames of distinct horn-like sounds
Surround the warm rage of ceremonies in volcanic appeal,
Enough for us to grab and interpret
The rubbles of the crust, smelt in the heat of
Confused processions, charm my eyes
The earth rumbles, mirages occur so pronto, focusing their
Lens on the revelling clouds above.
Chants on time and chants on the spine of the hour . . . .
Seen through the heat-haze of the swelling day,
Beheld in the webs of the night as in the stately
Prowls of lurking, visiting silhouettes;
Chants of gestures, of initiations, of primitive
Religions, of the invocations of rain after a stifling drought,
Chants of accelerated tempos from drums and flutes in salutations
To the returning reincarnated souls.
Let the restlessness of the spirits begin now —but with supreme bliss
I could have borrowed steadfastness from the moon and the sun,
For perpetual energy and unending flow of unseen waves of clarity.
From the dark nights, I humbly request their star-studded witness.
“When we contemplate the globe as one great dewdrop, striped and dotted with continents and islands, flying through space with other stars all singing and shining together as one, the whole universe appears as an infinite storm of beauty.” John Muir
THE TATTERDEMALION KITE
the restlessness of the profound can only follow a Gandi-path. alone in a wilderness, where God performs breathlessness of CPR. his cold-damp cloth covers the forehead and his pierced and merciful palm keeps one from falling into the abyss. the euphoria of his creation, often curtailed for a season — the tatterdemalion kite with long tails, unable to keep one’s feet on the ground. the dank earth gives way to unearthed caves; the kaleidoscopic kite sails to highest heights. if i can only touch one finger of God, in childlike fervor, the same finger that created Adam…weightless, ceiling debris like asteroids surrounding me. do you feel the excitement of the cracking. smiling, the Son of God allows his glory to peek out through heaven’s door.
10/31/2019
October 24 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Acts 22-24
Key Verse – Acts 22:14 And he said, The God of our fathers hath chosen thee, that thou shouldest know his will, and see that Just One, and shouldest hear the voice of his mouth.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY JUST ONE DEFENDER
Lord God, You are my Just One Defender against wavering faith-silence
Thank You for guarding me despite worldliness’ prevalence
Midst persecution in the journey toward heavenly excellence
As I hide in You to witness Your light’s eternal opulence.
Lord God, You are my Just One Defender against imprisoning futile boredom
Thank You for illumining me despite assertions of humanistic wisdom
Midst temptation in the guise of enjoyable freedom
As I trust You to participate in advancing Your kingdom.
Lord God, You are my Just One Defender against smiting false judgment
Thank You for teaching me despite controversies of doctrines’ disagreement
Midst difficulties in obeying instruction and commandment
As I abide in You to experience Your good cheer’s fulfillment.
Lord God, You are my Just One Defender against threatening curses
Thank You for shielding me despite deceitful foes’ embraces
Midst unbelief in claiming what Your Word promises
As I rely in You to practice sincere dependence that blesses.
Lord God, You are my Just One Defender against accusing stare
Thank You for encouraging me despite attacks of fearfulness-scare
Midst struggles in overcoming adversaries that bring despair
As I stay in You to be enclosed within Your deliverance-care.
Lord God, You are my Just One Defender against taunting evil information
Thank You for subduing me despite pride’s exaltation
Midst mockery in expressing earnest sin-confession
As I remain in You to do best with pure devotion.
Lord God, You are my Just One Defender against jeopardizing hopelessness
Thank You for comforting me despite offences causing restlessness
Midst weakness in persevering toward victorious steward-faithfulness
As I confide to You since You hear me in my prayerfulness.
October 24, 2023
Hearing the news of 9/11 again...and it makes me look back at that destructive day
I remember it slightly...it's a sheer memory in my mind, but at least it's sunny today
Reading signs all around me and feeling at ease for a while
Taking a trip in a truck full of food items and I'm clearing up my boredom pile
Pre-ch: Oooh oooh oooh what is this feeling I feel?
My heart is made of the finest steel
These wounds I bear are about to heal
Hours pass me by and I haven't wasted much of it - even if I did, it's no big deal
Ch: I'm fulfilling success and failure all in one package
Pushing my way out...rummaging out of the wreckage
Now I'm approaching the lane of positivity and negativity
I'm playing the role of a hard worker, carrying responsibility
On my shoulders...there's a huge load on my shoulders
The future is knocking on the door of my cranium and the past neighbors of nostalgic restlessness blurs
I'm holding on to the last ounce of optimism
I am the sand of the sea and you're the precious prism
Stacking boxes upon boxes upon boxes...and watching the shipping man stack boxes upon boxes upon boxes
Volunteering is something I should always be willing to do when I am facing my lonely states
The truck is zipping through the street, making a whole lot of movement but I don't mind at all - as long as we make progress
Fearing the worst is something I shouldn't do, but motivation and hope are one of my most prized traits
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Blissful silence and guiltless essence are wrapped all in one package...they are the vigilant moons and brilliant suns
Break the eggshells of immense shame and throw all your worries down the drain
Refrain from driving me insane, expired guilt that overflows from a truck load of milk cartons
Why do I suddenly feel calmness and gratefulness at this present time? For once, I feel sane
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Honestly, my life has produced its lows and highs
Oh joy, how time flies by and bugs me like flies
That hover all around me like the advertisements of the city streets
Coping with the corruptions and temptations that try to get me hooked on sweets
I have planted myself on the front seat of the truck, feeling like I can relate to the products that are in back of us
We are both all in one package - isn't everyone somewhat in the same rowdy bus? I will work a sweat and not fuss
Restlessness is proof
that something is wrong,
never talk to a gloomy moon
from the lowest roof;
go outside and join a throng,
don't inflate your balloon!
Suspicion can be jealousy,
another incurable malady;
no, don't try to hurt me more deeply:
revenge is none other than animosity!
Why don't you seek reconciliation
and put an end to your hostility?
Why do you think I am your enemy?
Spreading lies incites retribution!
Suspicion can be jealousy,
damn, it burns indefinitely;
until all harm is unfairly done,
until anger boils in someone!
Stop infuriating me, stop stalking me;
none of your accusations are true,
they twist your guts without a clue...
I'm not a puppet, don't shake my tree!
July 4 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on Psalms 107-110
Key Verse – Psalm 107:1 O give thanks unto the LORD, for he is good: for his mercy endureth for ever.
HEART THAT GIVES THANKS UNTO THE LORD FOR HE IS GOOD
Our heart gives thanks unto the Lord for He is good with His salvation’s assurance
Midst religiosity’s worldly tolerance---
Thus, our faith is settled upon His faithfulness-endurance
While trusting His ready deliverance.
Our heart gives thanks unto the Lord for He is good with His Word’s encouragement
Midst distress’ sorrowful detriment---
Thus, our soul is comforted with His granted contentment
While depending on His immutable commitment.
Our heart gives thanks unto the Lord for He is good with His triumph’s victory
Midst dearth’s weakening misery---
Thus, our stewardship is blessed in sharing His Gospel’s love story
While living for His awesome glory.
Our heart gives thanks unto the Lord for He is good with His restoration’s peacefulness
Midst stress’ vexing restlessness---
Thus, our body is rejuvenated with His powerful mightiness
While choosing His wise purposiveness.
Our heart gives thanks unto the Lord for He is good with His truth’s light
Midst doubts’ torturous fright---
Thus, our mind is illumined because of His biblical insight…
While submitting to His guiding delight.
Our heart gives thanks unto the Lord for He is good with His bounty’s provision
Midst scarcity’s tormenting recession---
Thus, our welfare is stable upon His upholding commission
While enjoying His abundant compassion.
Our heart gives thanks unto the Lord for He is good with His help’s presence
Midst struggles’ challenging essence---
Thus, our spirit is strengthened by His energizing prevalence
While relying upon His grand excellence.
July 4, 2026
Turtle by the Door
The bears and wolves are few,
one threadbare widow mourning,
two grays as consumptive as smoke.
The large dwindle,
their bodies grow more awkward,
more at odds.
The heavier beast's sway
like drunks in the scant woods.
Under a pelting dark they come.
Beneath a stabbing ice, one by one-
the animals.
I listen to their shuffling,
the scrape of delving claws.
They are scavenging,
pulled closer to me by visceral prods.
Hesitant paws withdraw as they near,
a restlessness keeps them gnawing
a middle ground.
I crane my neck from its ribcage,
they fall back and return,
wanting - always wanting.
The small creatures enter
where cracks fill with moonlight.
They scuttle and hesitate,
a little way,
a little.
I am Turtle,
a makeshift thing,
cloud-splashed and sullied.
I sing back the needy shadows,
cast my lamplight eyes
onto their weltered
hair-streaked hides.
~~~
Turtle Speaks
I did not bundle this day’s flesh,
nor did I carry it to a pathless end.
I merely watched it pass over black mountains,
slip away over thinning trails.
The sky-tent will catch fire again.
I am a roughhewn turtle.
I am starlight in a mud-pool.
A blind faced mole has carried
the moon up from the dirt once more,
though it is only a white bone,
only a hollow tooth.
Turtle am I, an unwrought creator,
one who watches,
who knows not to say
what cannot be said.
~~
Turtle Goes to the Light
Turtle's carcass is nibbled
into threads of brown river water.
His empty shell tumbles lazily
in slow currents.
Turtle stays where the starry mammoths
beat sunlight into skin and bone,
and he waits.
Mole, beaver, and badger
heap the dead upward
until light licks them away.
The world feeds upon itself,
Time weaves new moth wings
from long buried evenings.
Then turtle reappears.
He hatches from an egg pushed through
green sludge and marsh fire.
He returns as a burnt shadow.
Turtle's leathery tongue clacks
he calls to all the blood-filled:
“Come again,
come around and around” he calls.
When his song is done
he perches on a scorched log
in the middle of everywhere
as silent as a stone.
MINDFULNESS
Monitoring mind magnificently.
Intensive intrinsic introspection.
Navigating mind to concentrate.
Devotion and dedication devoid of distraction.
Full form of conscience to realize
Unclasping disturbance and understanding calmness.
Letting restlessness to subside boosting placidity.
Noble attention to focal point.
Engrossed emotion enlightening ecstatic status of mind.
Static sublime mental state
Sowing seed of attentiveness to sprout.
02/13/19
Eighth Place
'Mindfulness' Contest by Chantelle Anne Cook
February Wk 4 Contest by Brian Strand