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What price must we pay,
To simply be?
The toll for existence,
Incurs a fee.
Each breath we take,
Each step we make,
Extracts a cost,
A price we must pay.
We pay for food, water,
For all resources consumed,
For heat, power, light,
For each a debt is accrued.
We were born completely free,
But, when we opened ours eyes.
It was the toll of debt,
We saw in the skies.
Why does it have to be?
In the material world,
Its entropy's fee, we must fight
To stave off decay.
For as heterotrophs
We must consume the structure
Of plants and animals
To maintain our structure.
Oh, to be a plant
To live cost-free,
As an autotroph
Bathing free, in the sunlight.
The cost living
Is the price we all pay,
The toll to exist,
Our destiny.
Happy birthday wishes to Susan Lawrence today (29 Jan) - may your day be as beautiful and uplifting as your poetry and art.
Above a plain a mountain rises
on it grows a forest green -
within that wood there stands a pine
a talisman of growth unseen
Upon its branch there grows a cone
inside that pinecone dwells a seed -
within its womb a prophecy
of birth and life: a family tree
Through glorious forest sails a wind,
an avatar of cleansing breath-
dispersing smoke, transporting rain
to nourish life and stave off death
On restless wind there soars a lark,
within its breast there dwells a song -
a tune set free from gravity
a song of flight and liberty
Above the wind ascends the sun,
its trek through space of lavish worth
delivering on thermal wave
a warmth that warrants life on earth
Warmed by the sun's rays lies a shore
with breakers polishing a shell -
when held up to attentive ear
sounds like the sea - it calls to home
And from the mountain's summit soars
an eagle, keen with sharpened eye -
sees all creation in its lays:
so magical yet ordinary
infinite yet temporary
the majesty of growth and birth
of harmony throughout the earth:
of nourishment and unity,
of life and death and liberty,
of home and warmth and family.
That eagle is the artist
with a poet's far-reaching vision
And she carries on her wings a message
to heal mankind of all division
(which above frolicsome gambit I mastered)
After mine wife
asks for this, that
or something else rife
with intent to provide barrel of laughs,
(likened to barrel of monkeys)
yours truly crafts
description how we share mirth
validating how our respective worth
matters each to the other acting childlike
to stave off altercations
that might come down figurative pike
worst case scenario whereby I strike
mine steadfast fine
(prairie home) companion.
Neither rules nor regulations exist
to our made up silly game
whereby whenever
one of us knowingly reaches out
to latch hold of desired item
specified by name,
the other person feigns to hand over
then pulls back same
alluded to object
held aloft (think
non verbal teasing banter)
said motions sustained
moments before until...
participant/ recipient
(trying in vain to grab
their coveted cherished
jackknifed prized possession)
becomes angry as raging bull.
Ofttimes when I pretend to surrender
that specific something sought after
by her royal highness prefers advanced version,
she doth lapse into her guttural patois,
which scrambled, throttled, and vocalized
(back of the throat utterances)
metrically syncopated
(couching unspoken) unclear clues
her primal wordless request
vaguely analogous
to decipher cryptograms,
whereby, I learned to look for patterns.
Yesteryear selective pastimes
whiling away hours
included many a cognitively
challenging endeavors
comprising decoding enigmatic
intriguing looking English language riddles
located within entertainment section
of The Philadelphia Inquirer
no I could never solve sudoku,
but eldest daughter (Eden Liat -
yea "star student" who matriculated
and graduated summa cum laude
courtesy University of Pennsylvania
breezed thru those logic-based,
combinatorial number-placement puzzle.
How bland a marriage devoid of non
establishmentarian activities, none
of which include physical intimacy,
cuz me libido indeed went deep south
linkedin with half dozen plus medications
yours truly readily swallows
prescribed medication to alleviate
mental health issues such as:
anxiety, obsessive compulsive behavior,
palmar hyperhidrosis,
mild depression et alia.
The young imagine life ahead
With lots of paths for choosing
And many opportunities
They rarely think of losing.
They needn’t rush because they have
The promise of tomorrows
And focus on the joys to come,
Not thinking of the sorrows.
The not-so-young make plans but maybe
Question their endurance
And possibly, when booking flights,
Consider some insurance.
The old, with wisdom gained through much
Experience of troubles
Defend themselves against the world
In self-protective bubbles.
The young cannot imagine
Such a shield to stave off worry
But the not-so-young might realize
Aging causes time to hurry.
The Inevitable Elements
No prestidigitation, clairvoyance, or incredulous miracle
Can stave off that which is inevitable
Encumbrances of the day with vicissitude in decay
Pray on dramatic soliloquy born to die
We praise element 117 ununseptium discovered today. (Fact)
Like a chimerical era gone by, which seems almost sui genres
Yet not so unique in the comical sense of life and meaning
Encumbrances of discovery of the day seem mundane in the light of day
Colloquial to some not in or of that disposed nature
To understand that which is and is not the truth
The periodic table grows in numbers
We forge on in the dark of days
And pray that the inevitable stays in play
As ubiquitous and sane as ever
Anti Establishmentarian - hashtags himself as antithetical
I stand, (albeit figuratively) athwart
current mainstream popular opinions concluded
(i.e. swirling) within
metaphorical eddies storied Senate high court
case in point constituting acquittal regarding
good and plenti jinxed
high crimes and misdemeanors
purportedly linkedin quid pro quo
president Donald John Trump,
whereby Republican partisan tipping point
ultimately decreed triumph
able, eager, ready, and willing to escort
kickstarting naysayers, rebel rousers,
and woebegone yawping zealots
(think Democrats) courtesy,
a fictional humanoid robot christened Gort
first debut appearance in 1951
20th Century Fox American science
fiction film The Day the Earth Stood Still.
Smug mugshot depicts
victorious commander in chief with jutting jaw
can now figuratively wring his hands
(more resembling puffed wheat bear paw)
whereat he reveals sharp glistening
barbed freighted, galvanized pointed claw
daring any elected official to follow scofflaw
(think Nancy Pelosi, who got hustled off -
her role as speaker of the House
security details immediately did withdraw
faster than greased lightning,
and/or Quick Draw Mcgraw
after she ripped Trump’s
State of the Union speech),
she definitely decreed guilty of fas paux
undoubtedly wincing how she got raw
end concerning high stakes Art of the Deal.
Drama under domed capital suddenly
(hello kitty) meow my
tectonically shifted analogous
to hydrogen bomb that fell out of sky
starring loose cannon shot
supremely above United States government law,
oh my dog I wanna die
versus enduring four more years,
one garden variety generic guy
who doth agonizingly decry
what will become of truth tellers forced to lie
thru their teeth...
er (yours truly) dentures, whereby
that will pose no deterrent for bluetooth to spy
every painstaking action cumulative data
nowhere off limits, yupper even
becoming American as apple pie
plus embedded into skein of ordinary house fly,
thus essentially fomenting grassroots
freedom fighting militia to stave off doom...
analogous as one after another protesters
dangle over the River Kwai.
Or are we included all along, just not privy to the.
visibilty path of our fog laden destinations, looking.
long.
Into the ignorant bliss of the Forests of delusion we.
come from.
It's cloud filled brow drawn like a realm of.
hover crafted echelons of benefactory, pastels
above starlit City eye, in colors daquiri, puntuated by.
dream's neon whorings.
Morpheusaphrodite satellites beaming
a light in the defiled darkness-enveloped in a dare
to insult with slights if we stave off our Man made.
mares and stripes.
Long enough to appreciate.
Golden rays of Moonrise re-flowering its carnality,
illuminate, virgenic, blessing its adoptee initiate.
Truly rich to be knighted in Luna's gypsy dowery,
Lunacy's fortunate.
Doting on us like a little Mother of the Mothers,
doing Motherings-incarnate.
Pearl drops crowning her crest with silvery beams.
Perihelion Epithelium of Periwinkle and jestful,
chestful female things.
Calming in its breach of
the sun's shining shadow
a golden shimmer of feathered eaves.
Tractor gleam by starglazed starbright
and vivid gif.t body meme.
Forgoing the sight of our dead beliefs
and its laid misery.
Bequeath to acquiesce of our earthen depths, scavengers of what lies underneath.
Through though our Pomp, of our naivety nativity ignorance romp.
Our shipwrecked alliance out at sea
of lamp-lit city streets of res-dissident addressors
in searching of the living,
seasons christened by sinners, orphanage blessers.
Dancing beneath, the sky in open defiance in
crystal authority and double battle standards of virtue signalling with our at the behesterds swords.
I wake in my dream of organic greenscreening.
sortis of sorting of sorts to
taste electronic breath as if it was a play of divinity
plans revealed and pardoned by a Galliant leige,
and Lord of Lords and a wink from a Poet and a Bard.
Blinks. Back to sleep.
though avast percentage
of Stone Temple Pilots, she push peep pulls
viz vernacular speaking population
to most pious take as gospel
every word in religious tomes
their collective soul asylum polestar,
and doth decree important doctrines
with especial accord
equal insignificance applied toward
Judeo-Christian holidays across the board
thus easter tis no exception to the golden rule,
where santa claus reached an a chord
follow auspicious signs alit in the night sky
shaped like a drinking gourd
perhaps amassing plentiful harvests
upon hamlets strewn
across scantily populated Earth
asper cornucopia exhibited secret hoard
sharing plentiful Horn
(and Hard art learned lesson)
to stave off barren ness, ignored
going forward seeding nascent
March Madness with help from Lord
and Tailor as midwife hoot
tended Ville Nova moored
by Wildcat fanatics, who unbelievably
espied heavens cleft asunder
and golden rays poured
while collective spectators loudly screamed
akin to the soundgarden
of ferocious cats roared
witnessed history scored
earning players knighted
with Excalibur sword
thence entire team handed
Taj Mahal shaped award
which aforementioned ass hide lacks, cuz zit
happens tubby April Fool's joke
thus above iterated verses somehow
needs just a little bit of relevance to yoke
thine admitted ambivalent reaction to sports,
yea aye pay figurative toke
hen to Rabbinic, generic fanatic primal
tribal village people clan destine woke
and swinging focus of this poem
back toward Religious perp ported berth
when (sans antiquity) trumpet signaled
thus, any superstitions blew away dearth
when distant shofar heard
in every home and hearth
anticipating arrival of the Easter Bunny,
who brings mirth
and hop poly distributes sweet treats,
which children as grown adults,
no matter necessity for teeth to be removed
the sugary over indulgence wool worth
today thee American Dental Association chastises candy
manufacturers bandying more weight
gaining deadly, debauched, and decadent, trait
then adultery verboten fruit to sate
hash-tagged reprobate.
Don't laugh - it works:
Wash down 4-5-6
Triple-Strength ephedrine tabs
Follow with a Jolt cola
Chomp down a goodsized chocolate bar
Then chase away its cloying sweetness
With a 4-day old 20 oz. 7-11 coffee,
BLACK.
Later, while speeding down an empty highway
Private demons dancing in your head
Chasing thoughts around
Like the wind chasing dead shards of summer
Through a silver sea of winter clouds,
Radio chattering like a mental patient -
Embellish the chaos
With unbridled daydreams of lurid sex;
Follow with unstructured reflections on one's life unravelling.
Think about anything
Anything to stave off the dark's heavy hand
Pressing the walls as we sleep.
Disremember the last time
Death walked grinning white next to you,
Forget what might be slipping past
Each time you close your eyes.
amid muck and mire of a storm swamp
~ shadows dance below chartreuse skies
mirrors labyrinth stifles our souls quest;
holding reflections of lovelorn dreams,
maxims and myths that fall may wreck hearts
...and hope blooms as a fuchsia rose under rain;
where valiant words weave in the wind
~ skirmishing to stave off light catharsis,
a guiding star illuminates raw pathways;
In the mirror, viewing my dilemma and Hades,
from a mysterious bane to sangria songs
~ In the wilderness of mirrors, wander lost;
tales were spoken through wisteria vines
~ my soul is Persephoned and torn by dusk
breathless amid an etching saffron storm;
a melancholy flavor of kyanite and embers,
whispering waves shrouded in nostalgia
...as time breaks down at my lachrymal leaf;
creating jagged, exquisite tracks
~these veins carry love's delicious poison
memory cascades over empyrean inferno;
mirrorless miracles always have a synonym —
~scented with forgiveness by Nirvana Sailors . . .