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As Freshly Laundered Linens
Secured By Pins On a Back Yard Clothes Line
Airing Out In Daisy Aromatic Breeze
Set to Dry Under The Friendly Not too Hot Sun!
I Sigh, For this is All In My Mind
Sitting on My Granma's Front Porch
In Refuge From the Grueling Rays
Urging Me to Bare My Thoughts and Pen What I'm Thinking
Front Porch Resort, High Noon, Anti Sun Bathing
Dehydrating My Will For any Outdoor Frolicking
I Sigh, For While I Sit In The Shade
Cool Northern Breeze Blithely Tickles Laughing Leaves
Birds Chirping Chapters About Disappearing Honey Bees
Propound Is the Scenery and Serenade
Convenient Atmosphere For Shadow Work In the Shade
I Penned, I Sigh
I Think When I Pen and Pen What I Think
Seated On Granma's Old Wooden Porch Chair
The Chair She Once Sat On, She Ascended and Left Her Earthly Effects Here
I Sigh, Sometimes I Shed a Few Tears
Empty Nested, Time Tested
Constant Gratitude for Granma's Love And Energy Invested
All of Nature Singing A Song I Wish To Remember
Chorus Of Natural Equilibrium And Profound Splendor
I Sigh, Audibly In Silent Relief, Nature's Song Soothing Grief
As the Sun Sets, I Am Soothed, Settled, Nested in Peace.
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WOVEN IN THREADS OF LOVE’S FORGIVENESS
Time-tested love, bruised and battered,
Lay like littered crystals, sprawled out
Over the steel-plated stage of life—
Dismembered and crumbled—
Like stale cookies, whose particles have lost
Their electromagnetic-like attractiveness:-
Ingredients of envious spices,
Try to inhibit any and all adhesiveness,
That tough, threading love has kneaded:-
However, seaming forgiveness, knits
And weaves supreme love together:
Cocooning new soaring beginnings.
Indeed, the most fragile butterfly wings—
Soaring in monarch majesty—have conquered
Time-tested winds of trials and tribulations:-
Yes, “...to err is human…and to forgive, divine.”
May the weaving threads of supreme love, forever
Twine and bind, these blessed hearts of yours and mine:-
Happy two thousand nineteenth birthday Autumn - September 23, 2019!
Despite twittering, uber
sputtering kickstarting
onset of cool weather
argh, another brief daily spate
re: forecasting blistering,
nauseating, sweltering...
ninety degree plus Fahrenheit
temperature forecast
(along eastern seaboard)
courtesy mister summer,
who will overstay his welcome
hoop fully a more seasonable
cooling trend rounds out ninth month
(according to Gregorian calendar)
I eagerly look forward
to crisp refreshing air
much more comfortable
to weather being outdoors
within/out this sequestered enclave
postage stamp size geographical area
offers respite versus metropolitan
denser population centers,
the former disappearing open space
rather disheartening, but urbanization -
purportedly the definition of progress
finds once open farmland
less than fifty years back
crumbling barns now tombstones
testimony when people
farmed the land, and lived
linkedin with rhythms of nature,
which only found courtesy said vestiges
inevitably razed (similar to boyhood home
324 Level Road) finds yours truly
brooding fast paced instant
credit karma gratification
twenty first century, which
small, medium forces at large
outfox the time tested imprimatur
i.e. latent powers planet Earth
unleashes (thank you global warming)
decrees final curtain call
*****sapiens runs rampant
wreaking havoc all points of compass
already inundated with scorching,
melting ice caps, flooding...
future generations, yet unborn
might avoid predicated on
dramatic alternatives fossil fuels
already showered Gaia
with carbon dioxide
as well other noxious poisons
though vibrant advocacy
evident among students
vocally demonstrating against
irrevocable damage, whereby environment
and countries situated
near sea level take heavy hit,
nonetheless... cautious optimism flickers
inducing mandatory one hundred eighty degree
reorientation regarding eco friendly
methodologies to lo mein, maintain,
sustain... technological civilization,
else quaint existence of thee
will be read about
in digitized history books.
Life On The Inside
As the trees whisper words of wisdom,
The wolf lies below and howls,
To the Raven high in branches above,
Their spirits entwined beyond the visible
raven caws from the highest tree
bringing news of the territory
beneath laddered branches green
wolf listens patiently, ready
Across the meadows' silent in night
A lone white owl hunts her prey
The mouse scurries below in crystal snow
No escape for him from her deadly array
Arrow straight, towering tall
with soft evergreen leaves
shelter fur and lofty feather
time tested, giving life to all
See with divine light
Shine on brightly the way
Learn through divine knowledge
Be quiet not, have your say
10~July~2017
For Jan's collaboration contest
I see wonders wherever I look,
be it in the sea or babbling brook.
Decoding Mother Nature's handbook,
Time jots down secrets in its scrapbook;
cataloging every niche and nook.
I need but gaze at a starry sky
or hear the honks of geese flying by,
to appreciate Earth, and oft sigh,
picturing sunsets in my mind's eye.
All colors of the rainbow adorn
Gaia's landscapes, time-tested and worn,
enriching our world from rose to thorn.
And as a sea of stars starts to pool,
Luna's moon glimmers like a jewel.
Our planet's a blue marble in space.
Earth's gifts are easy to overlook:
I hope to see them before I die.
For in Nature, I oft feel reborn;
realizing that only a fool,
would not be wonderstruck by this place.
yea tis history - that end gin shelled a mesh by mit Romney wailin
such below figurative belt mortar attack subterfuge and constant railin
per accusations hurled at barack Obama presidential campaign
lobbed like scud missile grenades from invisible hand no longer m palin
in comparison and hence moot point for republicans to gain
so this joe of a voter re-fused 2 bide time 2 prevent candidate from failin
app laud clinched 2nd term deserved and occupy white house seat a gain
intent i wanna talia 2 acknowledge salient tactics to boost usa now ailin
sasha bravado blasting and gunning futile fusillades
which questionable oppositional stealth indiscriminately fired pell mell
to discredit supreme commander in chief an exemplary persona in the main
such desperate toothless and nail biting tactics
replete with political retaliatory slanderous stockpile bombardment
but rather, he opts to build fracking rainbow coal bridges 2 somewhere
over the rainbow toward future with his omnipotent time tested girders
of righteousness and gravitas quite simple and plain
casting confidence that the democrats rank as the robust strongest train
eclipsing her livid burst of 15 minutes fame that briefly wax than wane!
If the courage still exists to do so in our age of political correctness, many of us could ATTEST to the fact that America and the free world have been and is one of the greatest experiments known to mankind since the creation of the nation of Israel in Abraham's time. People of such loyal and patriotic blood are prayerful people who have mindsets of "Thrivers and not Survivalists". But let it be known that to do so requires more than a little NUANCE and a big step away from the normality of politics, whether liberal or conservative. One must have a strong and matured PROCLIVITY for 'outside the box' creative measures of change founded on time-tested principles rather than the latest 'feel good' philosophy. Sometimes, depending on the gravity of the times, TEMERITY is not only appropriate, but it might very well be the last rash act of sanity left for the preservation of a nation. Perhaps the real climate change that is more likely to bring the world to its knees is not taking place in the atmosphere of our environment, but in the sanctuaries of churches, on the streets, and in the halls of Congress in countries the world over. We can pray and do our due diligence as citizens and see a sea of renewal and revival, or not, and watch this fertile land turn to a BARREN desert, or we can stand idly by taking pictures on our cell phones as we watch the sad SAGA of a free world too painful to record. A world unsupported by the prayers of its people would be comparable to, if not worse than, a loss of MARROW in our bones. At the Alimo, those last brave 200 freedom loving Texans, when given options by Mexico to surrender or die, replied with cannon fire. Help never arrived in time for their rescue nor was there to be found an APERTURE pointing a way for escape. However, like the sons and daughters of Abraham at Masada, they never surrendered. This is no time to hate, to horde, or even for survivalists to head for the hills as the world in the valleys go to hell in a handbasket. Regardless of where our native soil might be, we owe it to our homeland to pray and lift up our pens and voices till the children of the earth become children of God or until the King of kings and Lord of lords establishes His Great Kingdom upon the earth.
10262018PoSoupContest, Eight word challege-9, John Hamilton
THE WHEELS OF PEACE
Rock hard massive glacier gigantic
Under the clout of heat it melts it flows
Resists not though inner strength titanic
Fully into ocean crushed out it goes
Chose to stay only in the heart that loved
And in memories of mind that cherished
Tenet of willful sacrifice behoved
Altruistic submission so flourished
As you in my life’s canvas tried to paint
I let you scramble with bad strokes of dark
No blame suffered in silence all your taint
Stars mute in sky and me a voiceless lark
To win or to lose part of every game
Time tested victors are never the same!
Date: 7th September 2016
Ever since I was a kid in college
something troubling has been on my mind,
put evolution near morality
and many contradictions you will find.
Our instincts versus our sentience,
blood programming pit against free choice,
and now matter how I looked at it all,
there were hard truths that I could not avoid.
That so many things we think are moral
give us no evolutionary edge,
that the only place some virtues work
is in the world that’s inside our head.
The nice guy always does seem to finish last,
functional bullies get all of the girls;
men are not loved unconditionally,
only for what we bring to the world.
We like to think we can talk it all out,
but sometimes people do need a smack;
we study hard to make things better,
then just get farther and farther off-track.
We give to help those people in need,
then it just ends in dependency,
so many thinks that we think must be right
just seem to deepen the tragedy.
The things that we think, the things that we feel,
seem to drag us all until we’re insane,
what we want to build, and what the world allows,
are not exactly one and the same.
When I realized this, and other such things,
I spent many years just trying to think
of why evolution would produce a beast
whose brain would contradict its own instincts?
Why can we think of things that can never be?
what good are goals we can never achieve?
It seems like we’ve been set up for failure,
there had to be some reason, I believed.
For those reasons I chose biology,
got a professorship and did research,
probed deeply into the depths of the mind,
won countless accolades for my work.
Ran across endless theories of why
we contradict ourselves at such cost,
but every bit solved brought ten new questions,
all that toil, and I was still at a loss.
But the need to know remained every strong,
and though it nearly cost me my career,
I started probing the faiths of the world
to see what older wisdom might appear.
Though they have their flaws that one must wade through,
and their practitioner so very human,
they also retain time-tested ideas,
that have proved their use again and again.
I focused on the archaeologists,
combing over lost texts and old sites,
and at first it seemed I was stymied again,
until I got a phone call late one night…
CONTINUES IS PART II.
Often one will have ideas that run counter to the ideas of others
Passions about our way of thinking can be upsetting or even offensive
Individuals should express themselves without being intentionally hurtful
Nothing says our opinions are right if they are not based on eternal truths
If we are right and our cause is righteous, our opinions will stand the test of time
Opportunity knocks for the implementation of change and reconsideration
Never be so stubborn as to retain ideas whose time has come and gone
Sever ties with those blinded by hate and bent on destroying time-tested principles
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