Long Synergy Poems

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Premium Member Healthy Voices

When I choose individual regenerative health
I may be reasonably influenced
by potential for economic wealth
as compared to trauma
of individuating degenerative depletion,
absence of resilient well-being,
resonant win/win swelling wellness.

Sometimes more easily missed
is my ego's individual personal swelling cancer
premised beyond Earth's cooperatively communing resources

Beyond democratic globally inclusive political wealth
of ecologically polyculturing relationships

More prominently powerful,
enlightening wise
indigenous nature/spirit nondualism
of health empowering 
Ego/EcoSystemic
copassionate communications,

Of sacredly musing amusicalling communities,
green new through ancient blue
universally regenerative synergy systems
optimizing my wealthiest possible
win/win ecopolitical health.


Premium Member The Amorous Mystique - a Collaboration With Robert Lindley

Can it be, into this world we are dropped
from heavenly streams that have never stopped?

With sweet hope gifted to our souls delight,
oceans of love and its fiery desires;
ladies so fair, we thank our keen eyesight
and leap into romance hottest fires.

Can it be, wonderment is our reward
given for living in a world so hard?

With love's soulmate waiting a heart to touch,
deepest seas of hot sexual pleasures;
daring to embrace and love very much
this bountiful store, of life's great treasures.

Can it be, that in life's short duration
we go beyond mere infatuation?

With deeper dreams that bless spirits in need,
grant romantic nights of sweetest relief;
birth greatest pleasures of harvested seeds
fruited in soul's spiritual beliefs.

Your questions asked with pulsing energy
of lovers’ wonderland of synergy..

Gifts do flow from fountain to foundations
of souls inspiring minds to understand;
seductive passion’s yearning flirtations
of red embers roused to lusty flames fanned.

In awe you long to know love’s mysteries,
untangling threads in tender reveries..

Of all the gold offered in sun’s rich rays
Sol would be poor in the worth of our love;
for never could there be more wealth of praise
than for ambrosial taste from gods above.

During this life as our lustrous hearts’ beat
we can transcend mundane with love’s white heat..

Our physical plane of mortal being
is heightened with intimate unity;
body and soul in tantra foreseeing
weaving love’s strands into eternity.


Robert J. Lindley and Susan Ashley

(a collaboration)

July 31, 2018


*For the purpose of this collaboration, tantra represents the weaving of strands into a unified whole and liberation of energy and expansion of consciousness*
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Synergy

I am cool water,
 You are a lily, upon ...
I move around and about -
 Sustain you, cradle you.
   Drink of me ...
       And bloom!

             You are blossom, soft,
                To my supple branching ...
                 You are fragrance and beauty,
                Giggling in the breeze.
              Hold tight to me ...
          And abound!

    I am a mistral, aloft,
 You, the waxwing dancing -
Unseen and unknowable, yet ...
 I am care and constant.
    Press your wings upon me ...
        And soar!





~ 1st Place ~  in the "Strand Select 5, Any Form, Any Theme" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.

Premium Member Celestial Poet

Exploring nothing.
Empty space.
Being filled by words of no meaning
Just a wandering pen beautifully completing the emptiness
Spilling from a querying heart
A wandering mind
Full of seagulls and tinkling bells
Next to the crashing waves of foamy thought..
Lapping slowly onto the mind
In the present moment

What is next?
As the moon pulls back the ownership of gravity
Like a bedsheet or a duvet covering the naked Earth
How the moon shelters the tender ocean
From the cold of the nighttime sky..
Blanket of love and warmth
You have sheltered me since our birth
And now, we breathe together
Tangible harmony
Slavish synergy
Locking our existence in the outer
But reaching into the inner 
Rhythm of our presence
In this celestial celebration dance
© Sam Scott  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Vijnana Bhairava Tantra

someone asked and so we revealed
112 meditations that heart be healed
essentially there are three categories
to these beautiful meditation stories
and as of inclination we can so choose
stillness resonating as of soul’s muse

the first part deals with divine energy
bringing head and heart into synergy
that kundalini, chi or Holy Spirit may rise
bliss in permanence being offered prize
wherein we imbibe wisdom from heaven
through and within in-form chakras seven

the next sections urge us to choose silence
we rest in awareness sans thought violence
becoming empty within, our ego recedes
residual will we hold onto, doership concedes
nonchalant to outcomes, free from desire
fears too disappear and our soul is all afire

in the third level, we completely disappear
sense of separation ends, we feel God appear
we behold our true Self as God’s living light
ineffable peace in within, gift of clear sight
bilocating between crystallised form and space 
each breath we take partakes of God’s grace
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Steppin' Out

Steppin’ Out
            by Odin Roark

Enjoin your instrument
Lift from enclosure dark
Your Moonlight Sonata
Needs some street funk

Travel
Atop leather soles
From four walled safety
Yeah
Let your dog walk you
That’s okay
Out into the unknown
Ears perked

Feel the walk
Listen…

Jack hammer percussion
Taxi horns the accent
The subway beneath
The lulling adagio

Step out

Tires over steel covers
Bump
Tang
Ummph

Your dog quiet
Other dogs barking
Yeah
Synergy

Windows bleed chaos
Fights
Celebration
Music
Rock
Mozart

Yes

The coming together
Open
Love it
It’s you

Let Fido guide
He knows
Nothing gonna harm you


Absorb

Back to the four walls
Some water for Fido
Some bourbon for you

The keyboard
The recall
Harmonic layers
Captured by earsight

Ah

That smile
Nothing like this blindness
Imbibing all the inspiration
Such sublime release
© Odin Roark  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member In Our Dotage

What do you dote on?
Who do you dote with, if anyone?

"Dote" is an old-time word for ruminate,
to dwell on and within,
to become absorbed by and with.

Then there is also "antidote".

Let's imagine that our massive events and entertainment media
were to merge into an eventertainment industry,
hypnotised and hypnotising
to dote on negative alarming events
in which we pathologize ourselves and others

victims in some intensely dissonant way,
suffering anthro-doting mis-creations 
not yet present when multimedia creator god
looked and saw that we should
could
would prefer to smell and look and feel good,
or at least better.

This way of empathizing with vicarious others
stepping into our co-awareness of emotive/cognitive humanity,
discovering both my and our darker 
fear and anger identities 
as victims of eco-political anti-dotage abuse and neglect,
trauma and terrifying apathy

Doting on dissociation from negative disvalues
against organic life
and sacred love
may also co-arise associative antidotes 

Reverent wonder and revered awe
recovering sacred integrity
rediscovering organic synergy
uncovering frightening and angry dotage antidotes

Peace restoring 
empowering multi-mediating gods and goddesses
hunting healthy ways 
and gathering wealthy means
for images 
made of childhood daydreams 

Curious and courageous stories
fracturing fearful crevices and angry cracks
anti-doting peaceful healing justice
fragrant with lemon-scented mercy,
lavender of love's promise
in four-dimensional fully organic spectral color
following outlines of days when healthy therapeutic news was sunrise good
and sunset bad,
but all agreed,
normatively good was green below with blue above
in yellow light
from which we came to champion dote through each night
or free of fear day bright.

If we are victim doters
then antidoting virtuous too
to see full color stretching identities
of me through organic you
within each of time's regeneratively bilateral antidotes,
both victim and larger self-potentiating virtues,
curiously co-redemptive powers 
cooperating our more positive psychology,
evaporating our too negative multi-unmediated dotage,
ruminating our wiser win/win experiments together,
amply covered by pronoia's poetic 
non licentious license.

in defense of Donald Trump

in defense of Donald Trump

What is enduring is Trump's popularity 
of the working class, who live on truncated
income and has not reserved cash
at the end of the week
Is it because he speaks the language of us
uneducated masses and he reinforces 
the hatred of the middle class, who have
fancy titled jobs, but produce nothing
Politicians talk over their head
but have nothing but contempt for us
But there must be something more 
a synergy who are not Americans do not
understand
The deep division between the ordinary
people and the elite are staggering
can bring the USA to the brink of civil unrest
However, there is a politician, flawed
who see this and workers listen to his voice
Donald Trump is the man for our time
he knows how to talk to foreign leaders
because he is honest and tells it like it is
© Jan Hansen  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Compassion's Recreations

Who or what created interdependent you?
Earth revolutionary love relationships
of ego/eco-passion.

Who, what created copassionate Earth?
Wave revolutions of co-gravitating nutritious Time.

Who, what created co-arising Time?
CoPassioning Space,
measured in sacred Earth revolutions
co-revolving tipping points,
Prime ZeroPassion interdependence,
ultra-non-violet pre-generativity,
enthymematic synergy,
potential for health integrity,
universal holistic compassion
flowing silent curiosity to ask

Who or what had matriarchal compassionate courage
to create and develop non-narcissistic You?
For and from all Earth's copassionate timeless Time

Premium Member Deep Synergy

When we look at life,
contingently standing out from death,
historically and futuristically absent,
co-passionately present,
we can see death and dying
as a logical default,
a statistical reality,
almost a necessity
so likely that life emerges
as a reverse default,
experienced only by vulnerably mortal living beings
mutually becoming

Whom each day awaken to another miracle
of living
unfolding further Earth history
and to ego-identified internal life process,
a holonic gift,
an inheritance
borrowed from past generations
to invest in present and future regenerations
of life
emerging from past death and dying
fueling fertile soil,
cleansing water,
stirring clear air
and incensed warm-lit flames
of reverberating annunciation.

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