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Is there a difference between human wisdom
and divine wisdom,
or are these the same?
Do empowering love
and enlightened wisdom always and everywhere nondually co-arise,
like yin and yang primal co-relationship?
So long as we have the wisdom to remain clear about what is love
incarnating cooperative integrity,
and what is competition hypocrisy
distracted by messianic pretentions
seeking monotheistically entitled power-overing,
when and where only polyamorous power-withing
could possibly result in wisdom's wealth
as healthy WinWin resilient outcomes.
Different,
because multicultural comprehensions of wisdom
often fail to achieve polyculturally co-empowering greatness,
stepping into history with cooperative ecosystemic fame
rather than outrageous competitions in egocentric infamy,
without co-arising love of polypathic health
sufficient for organically democratic ecopolitical wealth.
To become a great lover
without so much wisdom
is to become known, at best,
as a profoundly unsatisfied luster
to control other people's,
and even all EarthTribe's,
cooperative enlightenment power.
Jesus of Nazareth had something to say
about non-Solomonic powers
distracted from love of wisdom
by lust to hoard vast wealthy stores of power
to vainly secure oneself against future drains away
from reviving, cooperatively invested, organic wealth.
Such lust corrupts love's wise inter-religious potential
for cooperative comprehensive powers
within healthy peace-invested polypathic Ego.
11/29/20
Working toward forgiveness
With god as my witness
An occasional grimace
So much more than a scrimmage
And beyond what I ever envisioned
Helps to stay ambitious
Even when it seems so far off in the distance
Minding my business, hardly looking
No being pampered, for myself and others I'm cooking
Towards the end, I'm booking
I Keep pushing
Maintaining footing
Working on turning it into a good thing
My heart is really in this
I can still win it
So long as I never stop until the finish
Otherwise my chances will diminish
What the foik
You keep on talking shoit
And I will prove my point
By being adroit
From here to way beyond Detroit
All crap
B.S. is what I call that
Ya'll better fall back
And chill
Before it gets ill
On either side of the hill
You think you do, but you don't got the skill
To get the job done like I will
I'm coming in for the kill
Not for the thrill
Never going to get my fill
I'm still
With it, you don't know the drill
Blood continues to spill
Over money in the form of a bill
Anywhere, not just in Brazil
People act like they know a lot, when they really know nil
Not an easy thing. Subjective and birth blind
Trusting all your instincts. As you read between each line
Listening carefully as you engage in light discourse
Watching every movement, as each word does deeply course
Through the icy veins of those whose choices, have proven to be selfish, lacking in remorse.
Bewitched so long ago. Breathless with each tender kiss
Seduced with every evening gown, clinging softly to jagged cliffs. Unable to resist.
Different lives unfolding as the distance between us grows
Beauty fades. Stamina wanes away from conflict and unknowns
Gazing across a table, who’s offerings are fit for all kings
Your loyal subjects bow their heads in servitude
As your guests so graciously received
Till death do us part. And so must it be
Enduring every uncomfortable moment
As time takes much pleasure, twisting each thorn thrust inside
Entanglements entertained with thoughts of grand conquest
Blindly mislead by affections you’ve carelessly caressed
Some of them dare accept invitation, only to wither while in place
Just to look upon in contention. That some feelings still remain
Till death do us part. And so it will be
When a casket is slowly lowered, and one’s soul is forever freed
Alone with no admirers to receive her,
with posters on the walls of Justin Beiber.
her iPod worked just fine except one hitch,
mp3's uploaded daily by a witch.
To receive her favourite music took some time
the old hag was quite slow on such a climb.
A lift would be ideal, even some stairs
but all for cheapness' sake she used her hair.
These tresses, in their teens and never touched
by scissors, looking after didn't take much.
Silky soft and combed three times a day
was all it took to keep her locks that way.
One morning a voice called in manly tone
up to her window, “Anyone at home?”
She put down her copy of 'Home and garden”
and shouted from the window, “Beg your Pardon?”
Now leaving, he heard her and paused his step
“Good morning”, he cried, “ I'm an Avon Rep”.
“Sorry I didn't answer for so long,
you see, I have no door, so no 'Ding dong'
and from that garish bag I think I see
you have some beauty products just for me? ”
“Why yes” he cried “and if your order's firm,
that would help, 'coz I don't do sale or return”.
No second asking needed, up he winched,
his sales pitch would make this deal a cinch.
And thus the story ends, it came to pass,
he left without the goods but with the lass.
Happy every after, they, since then,
sponsored by Clinique, Batiste, Pantene.
February 2nd, 2016
For contest, 'Once upon a time', sponsor Laura Loo
Worth Fighting For
I was just thinking the other day.
Alone just wondering in a haze.
Is someone worth fighting for?
Standing in the rain under a downpour.
We’ve had time apart.
Someone may have a broken heart.
Where does all the time go?
I’m getting older, you know.
I can’t wait forever.
Another sunset has appeared.
A lonely life is never clear.
Looking out the window, one day you could appear.
Maybe I did something wrong.
Maybe I could sing you a song.
Maybe the effort is all worth it.
Like a flower, you are delicate.
You said, just be you.
Be open minded, follow through.
I’m not asking for much.
Just a beautiful touch.
What if it was meant to be?
All have to wait and see.
The one is always worth fighting for.
We could walk side by side in the sand on the seashore.
So long ago, we had so much fun.
Being so free under the sun.
I've waited so long out here all alone.
Gazing at the water I think of you.
Reaching in my pocket I grab my phone.
Neither of us is perfect, that is true.
If I make the call will you come to me?
Gazing at the water I think of you.
When I walked out the door I couldn't see.
The hurt in your eyes that I'm sure was there.
If I make a call will you come to me?
A cool wind comes up and blows through my hair.
There are many things I have put you through.
The hurt in your eyes that I'm sure was there.
My flaws are many, I have quite a few.
Even though I didn't wish to cause you pain.
There are many things I have put you through.
I will beg you, to be with me again.
Even though I don't wish to cause you pain.
I've waited so long out here all alone.
Reaching in my pocket I grab my phone.
Do not worry, this is merely a poetic wandering.
I would do nothing to cause my sweetie this kind of pain.
Forever so long
As warmth shows on rosy cheeks
and heart beats in rhyme,
Springs bloom in autumn
the nature teaches mime,
Red running in veins deepens
as fierce longings burn,
Etched abysmal in souls
memories treasured in time return.
Written March 16th, 2016
For contest "Famous last line" by Laura loo
Last line chosen from poem below...
Entwined
In pure love entwined
the knittings of a mother,
Through icy cold winds
embrace child's subtle being,
As warmth shows on rosy cheeks.
Tanka- 5/7/5/7/7
Written Feb 12th, 2016
For contest "Entwined" by Broken wings
6th place win
Forever so long poem written on March 16th, 2016
Now entered for "Old or new- 8 lines max" poetry contest by Rick Parise
These feelings we shared so long ago,
Are kept in my heart where no one would know .
Memories shared with sadness and joy,
Feelings a young girl felt for the handsome young boy.
You gave this young girl the courage to be strong,
You helped her have the will to carry on.
As the days passed into years you soon realized,
This young girl had grown into a woman before your eyes.
And though you never until now could see, I had always been in love with
Thee.
And so those feelings deep in me,
Have found the heart of the sailor who has come home to me
My sailor who is home from the sea.
Peaceful slumber engulfs my existence
my soul awakens in a tranquil silence
it floats away with waves leaving my body
a spirit astray guided by pristine breeze
that blankets my photons in a lit entropy
a silhouette I become in parallel universe
outlined by sublime molecules of supernova
I enter the black hole that leads me there
to the stagnant canopy of afar galaxies
a parched desert sleeps beneath my veil
I look for my displaced oasis of stars
I've been here in another incarnation
yet my memories hide in the dark
I touch a wall that collapses in void of
sand dunes basking in a silver impression
from a moon that never waxes or wanes
Oh! My universe at a standstill awaits
the answers I seek, the memories I keep
I listen to the silence of my soul
that reverberates a forgotten melody
A band of life shimmers from the white dwarf
sand dunes shiver beneath my shriveled feet
enchanted by a serene symphony I bridge dreams
ambrosial breeze orchestrates my tresses
meteor showers play violins in ecstasy
I watch it glide, a silhouette like me afloat
hesitant to reach my trembling shadow
the way it moves siphons away my fears
it brushes my halo with a known velvet touch
At last! You come in another universe
I've waited so long to pour my fantasies
we don't understand words nor do we need
I dip my fingers into your haloed silhouette
our shadows merge under luminescent showers
we move slowly and dance to the music
of sand dunes slipping into sandcastles
our silhouettes unite while we sleep afar
unaware of this union in a heavenly world
stars move in ripples on our drenched oasis
Then your shadow shivers and moves apart
is it time for this dream to end so soon?
The supernova strand engulfs me in a flash
Oh I wish to embrace you a little more
your silhouette nods to see me again
in another life from a yonder universe
I hear the acoustics as I enter my body
but your memories vanish in a cocoon of light
for me to find them again in another trance.
June 23, 2020
Reflection in Silence Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Silent One
~Winner: 1st Place
My parting gifts
I shall soon return
as your desires burn,
For emotions that bind
to soul's eternal grind,
So long there is scope
don't ever lose hope.
Alive in your memories
in your heart's core,
My intense love will flow
as rosy red cheeks glow,
Let grow the obsession
don't doubt my passion.
Trust you must ways to life
let go all unwanted strife,
His kindness, daily sunrise
sound sleep of dark night,
Even parting hearts throb
with twinkle of stars up above !
Written Feb 20th
For contest by Viv
Three parting gifts- hope, faith in my love, trust in His kindness.