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Daily Enhancing Mindfulness

Discombobulation thunderously
torments, triumphs, tumults
courtesy deafening,
earsplitting, fracturing...
(think emotional bomb cyclone),
whereby unbearable mental anguish
rents psyche asunder 

into bajillion pieces
singular recourse necessitates
invoking cerebral powers
to engender feeling 
comfortably numb skull,
hence tried and true value accorded

transcendental meditation practice
offering absolutely zero choice
incumbent upon yours truly
to remedy cerebral chaos,
an unpleasant quotidian experience,
whenever yours truly 

exits deep sleep
more potent and holistic solution
versus following pharmacological medications:
GLYCOPYRROLATE, TAB 2MG
CLOMIPRAMINE CAP 50MG
RISPERIDONE TAB 1MG
FLUOXETINE CAP 20MG
PRAZOSIN HCL CAP1MG
BUSPIRONE TAB 15MG
PRAMIPEXOLE TAB 1MG
CLONAZEPAM TAB 0.5MG
AMITIZA 24 MCG 
(prescription laxative as needed)

the former closed eye process 
to instill peace of mind,
plus elevating cosmic consciousness
allowing, enabling and providing

pronouncedly heightened awareness
acutely poignant insight
permeating throughout this body electric
calming, fanning, jumpstarting
vitally important discipline
in order for lifetime anxiety riddled

disabling affliction upends
potential to satiate existence
(oft times state of severe panic -
triggering chronic sweaty palms
extremely bothersome
physiological manifestation

induces suicidal ideation
i.e. opened arms death welcomed),
which onset regarding
ordinary agitated state
inchoate congenital malady
probably coalesced in utero

extremely intolerable,
especially incorporating socialization,
cuz no contra dance partner
(cue Irish jig and reel
musicians playing lively tunes)
favors grasping hand
analogous to wet dishrag.


Daily Enhancing Mindfulness

Discombobulation thunderously
torments, triumphs, tumults
courtesy deafening,
earsplitting, fracturing...
whereby unbearable mental anguish
rents psyche asunder 

into bajillion pieces
singular recourse necessitates
invoking cerebral powers
to engender feeling 
comfortably numb skull,
hence tried and true value accorded

transcendental meditation recourse
offering absolutely zero choice
incumbent upon yours truly
to remedy cerebral chaos,
an unpleasant quotidian experience,
whenever yours truly 

exits deep sleep
more potent solution
versus pharmacological medication
to instill peace of mind,
plus elevating cosmic consciousness
allowing, enabling and providing

pronouncedly heightened awareness
acutely poignant insight
permeating throughout this body electric
calming, fanning, jumpstarting
vitally important discipline
in order for lifetime anxiety riddled

disabling affliction upends
potential to satiate existence
(oft times state of severe panic -
triggering chronic sweaty palms
extremely bothersome
physiological manifestation

induces suicidal ideation
i.e. death welcomed),
which onset regarding
ordinary agitated state
inchoate congenital malady
probably coalesced in utero

extremely intolerable,
especially incorporating socialization,
cuz no contra dance partner
(cue Irish jig and reel
musicians playing lively tunes)
favors grasping hand
analogous to wet dishrag.
Form: Bio

Premium Member Spirits Of Saturn

The avalanche crashed   an ax from nimbus peaks
these shrouds a pall   a maul splitting my shield
this smur slurs my weakened war paint
my skin  my beat  my breath  my breast
gray matter clouds —a pock-marked-psyche wears the ruse of ceruse

cosmos charity clouds once white like daylight   once light as sea foam  
blown and flown to the expanse of ether   airy spirits afloat
now a iron-heart-anvil    I’m horizontal
..an empty fossil-frame pressed into earth

these clouds  these shrouds  upon me
around me   about me   they cry
my lantern dampened  they know why
cataract-clouds dimmed my gaze
they’ve simmered and condensed
they’ve become incensed
they drape me  a caterwaul shawl

oh mamma sky   your cirrus streams my suckle sweet
nourish my flourish  rock me  frock me  your cumulus crib and fleece
from nest on high  fledge me bluebird spry
freckle me starling’s starlight speckle
myself the Milky Way instead of ash-of-flame remains
constellated skin depicts our myth and marrow sagas 
my mouth alive with words of the winds
iambic tranquilize of zephyrs sweeping wheat  
and lyric wrath of gales aggrieved   stripping leaves from trees
with barnstormer speech
cleanse my lens with see-through-rain till wet with reflection
that upends the blur and burr of clouds crashing down
— keep them  mamma sky  beyond where they belong

so I may return and re-emerge — reimagined

Premium Member Ode to Love

churning, crazy-making firestorm
upends reason to disrepair
heightens our senses, our esteem
blinds us to flaws unseen

Oh Mother’s reckless devotion
withstands all adversity
delusional in admiration
eyes obscured, see only perfection

friendship’s less passionate attachment
bathes comfort in your presence
shoulder to shoulder in solidarity
resists all faltering objectives

but lover’s glance and glow
a rose-burst of saccharine extremism
the hummingbird of lust 
attracted endlessly to Nectar’s sweet serum

yet  painful  powerful rejections
still intoxicate the supplicant
the moth’s vigilant pursuit of love-light 
singes its wings if only to feel the warmth again

love, you dance so delicately before us
then reach back gracefully 
you beacon or grab in brash enthusiasm
to overfill our souls to bursting

Friendships and Holidays

I texted her Thanksgiving. 
Asked what she’s doing for a living. 
I texted her on Christmas Day. 
If she was doing ok. 
I sometimes admit.
That I almost quit. 
Trying to reach out to old friends. 
But the holidays are when hope upends. 

I texted her New Year’s Eve. 
It feels like I was just raking the leaves. 
But the cold has settled. 
I almost want to backpedal. 
I text her each holiday. 
With not much to say. 
Using exclamation points!
Hurts my finger joints. 

Happy Valentine’s Day!
Happy Easter is all I can say!
Even the Fourth of July. 
I want to talk, but simply say “hi.”

I texted her Thanksgiving, once more. 
She sends a smiley face I adore. 
I sent her a turkey back. 
Old texts start to stack. 
I decided to delete them right then. 
If not now, then when?

I texted her Thanksgiving Day. 
There’s not much more to say.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Potpourri, What Me Worry

Potpourri, What Me Worry?

Have a Minute? In a Hurry?
Reflect, Few Knew 3rd Sept. 1964'ie,
Our World Unfurled, "Let There Be Nori!"

More Precisely, "Eleanor Anne",
7 of 7, Infinite "Can", Wonder Woman,
And Golly, The Mile Champion, She Ran!

By No Means Dumb, Nori Was the Sum,
Harry & Eleanor Enabled Dr. Schol's Alum,
Beat Drums! Blow Trumpets! 'Til Lips Numb!

Inherited Curls Red We All Adore,
Her Generosity & Humility Galore,
Spreading Joy In Each of Fifty-Four!

Nori Has a Secret, A Hydrogen Bomb,
A West Virginia Gentle Farm Boy, Some
Say is Her Loam, Vita-Mix, Topsoil  Tom!

Husky, Kona, Loved but Exceedingly Furry,
North Conway is Where Tom & Nori,
Build Their Oasis Refuge From Hurry!

Nori, Count Your Life by Smiles Not Miles,
By Friends, Not Stipends, Not "Upends",
May You & Tom Together Enjoy Years,
Empty of Tears, Bills in Arrears & Fears!
Form: Rhyme

Aye Miss the Trials and Tribulations of Expectant Fatherhood

no emotionally ecstatic experience compares 
   to the seminal instance 
   whence spermatozoa 
   (from profuse ejaculation) beget

the miraculous propensity 
   to procreate despite the steep odds 
   female fertility fosters potential impregnation 
   fusing the hereditary debt

of feral, fiery, fomenting friskiness 
   fueling fancy free footloose fornication 
   prior to seminal fertilization union 
   sans ova doth induce fret 
full ness in tandem with 

   diametrically opposed exultant sensations 
   (biologically, embryonically, microscopically, 
   et cetera) seismic shocks inject  
when deliberate intent arises to disregard 

   applying prophylactics choice 
   plying reproductive roulette let
which analogous fruitful uterine plain 
   bastes the "cooking" egg omelette  

which impregnation upends cessation of "self" 
   first and foremost asper desire to breed
wrenching role of "me" as operative 
   of webbed world de jure upon 
   consummating that most miraculous deed 

necessitating yet for the fecund female relief 
   from messy menstrual cycle 
   she becomes temporarily freed
that perhaps a novitiate (or even a gal practiced 
   in the euphoric family, she instinctually 
   abides prenatal signals that heed

without feeling debased, harangued, lectured 
   pedagogical, polemical, puritanical, et cetera blast
assessing copulation enjoyed gloriously, 
   ineluctably, kinesthetically 
   lectured by elder, especially cast

in thee reel life drama, that nine months 
   til offspring utters initial whimper 
   elapses exceptionally fast
emitting a radiant golden halo wishing 

   to bottle confluence of hormonal secretions last 
ideally fully awake to the birthing process, 
   when juiced the first stage of maternity past
cuz every moment thee inconsolably 

   (perhaps colicky infant) 
   gets first dibs to suckle, 
   which round the clock nursing 
   consumes moments many vast.
Form: Elegy

Lulled To Sleep Courtesy White Noise of the Fan

Nestled under blankets,
the gentle whirring sound
soothes the savage beast
within mine body electric
of one generic, opportunistic,
and wholistic garden variety man.

Within blink of closed eye
yours truly transported
into the realm of deep sleep
benumbed to reality as unconscious guy
experiencing dynamic vivid dreams
courtesy Fluoxetine Hcl
(C17H18F3NO·HCl)
known as Selective
Serotonin Reuptake Inhibitor (SSRI),
especially prescribed to treat
depression, panic disorder,
and obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Holmes tower fan whooshing air
analogous to sonogram (ultrasound)
infiltrates slumbering snorer (me)
best not to awaken papa bear,
cuz he will roar loud and clear
disrupted sleep upends ability to function
no joking psyche riddled

with profound anxiety and despair
subsequent havoc wrought
on par whereby mailer daemons ensnare
co opting, conquering,
and compromising blissful state
deadened head reveling
within private webbed world

regarding unscripted drama deep inside
temporal lobe of brain,
the hippocampus might conjure
time traveling circa Renaissance faire
wordsmith metaphorically possessed
remonstrated by fire breathing dragon
evidenced fiery breathing 
affect nostrils to snort and flare

awoke from necessary dreams,
I would angrily glare
frightfully enough to induce goosebumps,
and raise every small hair
along spine uncontrollable fury
communicating shattered functionality
essentially rude awakening would impair
ability to experience joie de vivre.

Debilitating panic attack invariably triggered
similar to Tonga underwater volcano
eruption January 15th, 2022
constituting physiological displeasures
chiefly vertigo, racing heart, nausea,
excessive perspiration, adrenaline
coursing thru body,
whereby Prozac (brand name regarding

aforementioned synthesized chemical)
ameliorated unbearable,
unmanageable, untenable...
earth-shaking, devastating,
and crushing manifestations
disabling, exhausting, hijacking,
jackknifing, sabotaging, and wrecking
life, liberty, and pursuit of happiness.

Kickstarting psychological equilibrium
linkedin with savoring at least bajillion winks
else sixty plus shades of gray matter methinks
knotted courtesy cerebral gordian knotted kinks
yours truly feels discombobulated
teetering and tottering atop brinks
of figurative precipice.
Form: Rhyme

All In a Day's Work

verse

I was fixing supper not so long ago,  
the kitchen full of smells, sights and sounds;
a new dessert was ready for applause.
We were waiting on Gramps to get home from work.
In retrospect, it was not so bad as it seemed.
 
Smiling, I recall three moments with grandkids -
a memory of a supper hard to forget. 
Chase upends half a box of spaghetti
over the floor, I look for an extra box
as the dog poops on the carpet near the sink.

Suddenly, my ancient microwave blows a fuse
spinning us in total darkness. “Watch your step!
Don’t anybody move.” I stumble downstairs
headlong into Jackson and his art project.
“Who turned the lights out?” he bellows with blame.

“Ring-a-ling!”  Who’d call me at a moment like this?
"Honey, I'm running late – just go ahead and eat."
Lights on!  Both messes cleaned up!  I decide - 
“Kelly, will you blow us up some balloons? 
party time - we'll have supper by candlelight.”

written December 24, 2015
Form: Narrative

Obsessive Constraints - Part Iii

Sabotaging orbitofrontal communication incorporating connection between anterior cingulate gyrus cortex heightening activity bridging (via atom sized pontoon bridges) greater activity upon basal ganglia, which synoptic description does nothing to alter the predisposition to ingress of uncontrollable imbecilic, inexplicable, and illogical fixation particularly during onset of puberty, when an emotional kamikaze nose dive at the nadir of near lifelessness, the shadow of me former self nowhere tubby found on account of deadly symbiotic relationship asper the invisible nemesis – i.e. electrical impulses faux nattering nabobs of mien nativity whereat unseen thriving sensational riffraff quenched powerhouse ousting nestled milkmaids, or rather pressing said resources sans vitality into dangerous, frivolous, and horrendous self destructive antics, where ballistic charges drugged eminent domain former nerve cell size occupants, thoroughly re-engineering sense and sensibility with pride fullness and prejudice on par with dousing one with an opiate that completely upends functioning healthily, judging lovingly, and managing productively versus expending precious time and energy self absorbed into manic, neurotic, and/or psychotic actions, manners, thoughts, et cetera, which irrationality got embedded within the neurological interstices, which even as of this moment hound me akin to wild beasts circling ever closer to launch mortal kombat against their very housing.
Form: Bio

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