Long Systems Poems

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Premium Member Curiosity Outplays Patience

Whether LeftBrain dominant
or RightBrain feminist prominent,

Whether outty
or insy,

fast
or slow,

stop
or go,

yes
or no,

decline
or grow,

inhale
or blow,

hide
or show,

strength
or flow,

sun
or snow,

cry
or crow,

Yang's cognitive power pleasure needs
are also Yin's emotive enlightened paradise feelings

On an octave spiraling communication
double-binding DNA spectrum

For positive blue/green spirituality
redeeming from negative overpriced 
sliced
and diced red
through blah beige 
naturally privileged secularity

Equity,
dignity,
beauty
trusty truth
is never NotZeroZone Wholeness
ecological Wholesomeness
theological Holiness

Whole/Hole 
Eco/EgoSystemic
original democratic intent
of BiCameral Balance

Across the great dissociative
object/subject apartheid
becoming impatient
with our late
great nature/spirit 
transitional polypathic divide

Of LeftBrain restorative Law
And RightBrain win/win ReOrdering 
resilient 
reweaving healthcare systems
for individual wealth spiraling fabric
intrinsic strings reconnecting 
holistic EarthPeace safety cloth

As nonviolent nonverbal 
green communion
predicts yet more curious compassioned
verbally impassioned
bicameral communication.


Premium Member Enriching Sacred Kinships

Be kind to others
As you would have even your ecopolitical enemies
and win/lose ZeroSum competitors
be kind,
feel kinship,
speak kindly,
listen cooperatively,
take turns co-investing in win/win solidarity
with ecological empowering
enlightening interdependent Us.

Be not unkind to
or against Others
As you would not have even your Lose/Lose
non-ecological monoculturing,
out of control,
beyond healthy curiosity,
runaway wealthy StraightWhiteMale privileged,
RightWing negative Patriarchal Capitalists
become un-ecologically unkinned
against you

With the nearly unforgiveable audacity
to camouflage
patriotic nationalism
with anthrosupremacist rights of Earth ownership
to remain stubbornly win/lose 
against healthy matriotic ecological views
of cooperative co-empathic integrity

As also Green CoPassionate wants and needs
roots and seeds
for polypathic communication

Refining win/win messages
healthy choices
wealthy voices
that regenerative democratic energy
is not necessarily not PatriarchalCapitalism degenerative

RightWing Yanged-out meanness energy
does not yet equal Yintegral Green LeftWing
exponentially spiraling synergy

As monotheistic Yang 
equals not not ecological Yintegrity
exponentially squared

As EarthSpace that kindly matters
is also not not resilient Time
ecologically ex-potentially squared
in-formationally cubed
and kindly spiraling health dynamic 
co-relational fractal wealth

Is not quite the same
as either proving
or disproving
that controlling PatriarchalCapitalism
reversed through principles
of both polyculturing and communal
healthy root systemic wealth
begets necessarily ecological kind co-relationships

Not bipolarizing out of control
not judging
disapproving
criminalizing
punishing
taking win/lose revenge
blaming with leftbrain verbal dominance,
overpowering by shaming right mindbody
neuro-sensory
co-passionate prime non-zero kind attachment 

Zone of internal
polyentheistic nondenial of divisive secularizing turmoil
inviting WholeEarth Tribal co-investments
re-memeing
cooperative Green Indigenous EarthWomanist
kind memories of PolyCultural Communalists

Who really just don't have time
for all that nonsacred
monotheistic PatriarchalCapitalist sin
and mean ignorance.

Premium Member Hummingbirds and Spiders

Where might we see
yin's silent voice
surfing on a windstorm?

Where might we hear
AnimaMundi,
speaking with GrandMother MoonLight,
for octave systems
through PositivEnergy stringing words
of Mother Spider,
instinctively born
of fractal RNA wombs

Seeds of potentially perennial,
revolvingly dynamic,
unfoldingly systemic
spirited GeoLogical Time
Rhythms
ZeroCenter Zones of Pattern

Yet HummingBird Yang
of vibrant Joy
co-arises,
square fractal dances
flights consciously exercised
growing us joyfully smarter
than we really can fly

Northern up
Southern down
Western sunset backward dominant,
LoseLose dualdark
cosmology
Eastern dawn of Spring reborn
WinWin forward baptized
in resilient ecotherapies.

PostMillennial PositivEnergy
dialectals,
dialects of ZeroZen Tao
spoken ecometrically
as sung polyphonically by yin Spider's
nutritional nesting Energy--
joyous celebrating networks

Octaved spider webs
with polypathic LeftBrain emergent
scales of flight
hovering joyous HummingBirds.

SouthernSoul with NorthernSpirit
Wild WinWin Revolutionaries with WiseElders

Young yin-webs
network hosting
listening for
full-flight
HummingYangers.

Where might we hear
yin's silent voice
humming through a windstorm?

Premium Member Thoughtful Feelings

The main currents of thought
are feelings 
about relationships,
positive
and negative climates,
sometimes obscured
confused
by double-binding negatives
incuriously set aside
as merely bad news
and systemic evils

Like racism
applied to oneself
as victim of prejudice
is not reverse racism,
nor multicultural intelligence,
for egos steeped
shaped
secured by StraightWhiteMale 
supremely valued labeling,

Like sexism
applied to oneself as victim
is not reverse sexism,
nor vulnerability,
for patriarchally wounded souls,

Like fascism
applied to victimized losers
and lepers
and thugs
is not reverse violent fascism, 
nor furthering healthy democracy
for those poor in spirit,
thirsty in nature
feminist and unmilitarized,
***** and under-capitalized.

The main stereotypes of thought
are feelings:
About positive healthy relationship,
wealthy attachments,
compassion
empowering left and enlightening right,
liberal resonance 
conserving inclusive resilience;
And about negative lack thereof.

The main currents of thought
are feelings 
about relationships,
positive Win/Win
and negative Lose/Lose
nodualistically attached
to climate healing,
secular left NorthWestern mountains,
branches
and sacred right SouthEastern rivers,
roots

Nurturing branches
flashing-blushing root systems
primally currenting thoughts
with empty power-full feelings.

Premium Member The First Cause

Where did the Stars come from, 
and how were they formed?
Galaxies, upon groups of galaxies.
Solar systems with moons.
How? Know the first cause, "God."

Time and space came to being.
Space and time ever expanding.
Light shining in darkness.
Mortal men able to be seeing and reading.
How? Know the first cause, "God."

There are cattle upon a thousand hills.
An abundant of creatures in the seas.
The earth hangs and spins on nothing.
Moon that has perfect effect and orbit.
How? Know the first cause, "God."

Sun comes up thousands of years.
This causes many sunflower blossoms.
A new born baby with eyes a glow.
Able to grow and write what he or she knows.
How? Know the first cause, "God."


An Infinite Loop

Is having something that can never be met, 
That absolute routine of life,
the year to year grind.
The one that causes the loop to be infinite,
work to be done…
to be begun 
Begin
…and repeated by none?
infinite loops normally cause
entire systems to become 
Destructive and dangerous 
corrupt, cruel n cold…
instructions spin from spool to spool 
to the next infinity 
until it is either is stopped 
Or interrupted
code that keeps running 
forever terminating
Repetition without end
Day in day out end over end
Picking up the date in another few hours
having someone that can never be met, 
That absolute routine your afterlife 
the year in to year out grind, sublime. 
Something or one that causes 
the loop to be infinite, indefinite…
work to be done, won, spun,
to be begun 
Begin
…and repeated by none.

Premium Member - Sound For Deaf Ears -

My ears are deaf
I hate gossip
The emotions of everyday life
without words
Impressions through music
Create depth and more mindfulness

~ The wind in the willow trees has settled down ~

My ears are deaf
I hate gossip
Listening to the bluebells,
when the whole body screams for rest
An everlasting stream of information
Stress, increased pulse, and muscle tension

~ Small falling feather, the setting is visually beautiful ~

My ears are deaf
I hate gossip
Bell sheep and the taste of mountains
Without road traffic noise and ventilation systems
Give me the truth, but protect my ears
40 decibels is a harmful dose

~ The fox is ready for hunting without breaking a twig ~

My ears are deaf
I hate gossip
Your body language is a sign of lying
The crystal glass is crushed in stereo
The rattlesnake finely polished rattle
High sky with pure white clouds
Pull the handbrake

~ Swans that majestically float on the water ~
 






01/09/2019
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Silence Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Silent One
1st place in the contest

Premium Member Face To Face

Face To Face


Face to face they sit...
brain to brain;
two-eyed flesh machine,
one-eyed blue
laptop screen,
interacting... 
systems inputting, 
outputting, 
precious data.
Face to face they sit,
a complex team
driven to perform
with error-free 
precision in a 
controlled mini-world
ruled by the god 
of technology.
Face to face they sit...
worlds apart,
stark and cold 
plastic eye flashing 
programmed data;
warm and sensitive 
flesh eyes flashing 
non-programmable 
blue twinkles.


Sandra M. Haight

~5th Place~
Contest: Anacreontic Verse 2
Sponsor: Edward Ebbs
Judged: 01/18/2016
Form: Lyric

Modern Man

yet another day met John through his blind 	
his alarm sets his systems to a go 
It’s raining Monday’s, but he does not mind
his head takes him where his body says no

suits follow him to his place and number
a soft ping that locks him in for the day
he spends his time day dreaming of summer
his facade still hides this place far away
	
he looked around and found he had no life 
that day the sun broke through in its glory
he was old and alone without a wife	
only his name tag telling his story

all that we could recall before the gun
a message, ” Mr Doe has gone for some sun”

- updated may 2016 -
© Just James  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member Cascading Windows

The first of Earth's life support systems
to go
was crude oil
Then natural-spiritual gas
Then easily accessible commercial-grade
and scale
coal.

Then wood
for crude construction.

Then electric grid energy
MiddleEastern
then Western
then Eastern colonizing infrastructures 
pathologically cascaded
down
into local-cooperative democracy scale.

While internally cooperative infrastructures
of active love
beauty and grace of
and gratitude for
PositivEnergy Democracy
expanded exponentially,
driven by both Positive cooperative investments
and Negative loss divestments
of WinNow to LoseLater
long-term self disempowering deficit,
rather than WinWin co-redeeming,
options.

Then clean drinking water 
pathologically cascaded
away from where it was needed
and toward where seaside communities
entire coast lines
were redrawn,
and boundary issues
of dry nations
and barren refugee states
faded away
from multi-mediated view.

While internally WinWin
cooperative infrastructures
swept revolutionarily in,
like a grateful sacred tsunami,
economic and political cascade,
social and psychological and historical reweaving,
theological and ecological co-regenerative,
reaching toward livable climate needs
within
as without

For health
as abundant multicultural EarthWealth

With Permaculture Design
ego-ecotherapeutic ZeroZone centering practices,
Psychological PositiveEnergy ReStorations,
GoldenRule Therapeutic Justice,
NonViolent, local through global, Peace

WinLose LeftBrain Either/Or
Nature/Spirit dualistic fundamentalism
cascading toward WinWin Both/And eco/theological gratitude,
Positive LeftRight ProLife GreenEnergy STEAM Systems,
gratitude for trust and beauty attitudes.

BadNews closed doors chosen first
are GoodNews open doors
cooperatively chosen WinWin last
yet healthy best.

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