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I breathe in sunshine
to breathe through rain.
I breathe in laughter
to breathe through pain.
I breathe in and up
to breathe down thru-out.
I breathe in language
to breathe my lyrics.
I breathe inside
to breathe through all sides.
I breathe in DNA distinctive You
to breathe through RNA instinctive We.
I breathe in LeftHemisphere verbal Me
to breathe through RightHemisphere
co-passionately encultured We.
I breathe inflating ego space,
to breathe conflating,
double-binding,
ecosystemic time.
I breathe in convex information
to breathe through concaving
co-arising dissonant exformation.
I breathe economic wealth expansion
to breathe through ecological decomposition,
political purgation,
health contractions.
I breathe in convex Ego's Plan A
highway
to breathe through concave Eco's balancing Plan B
bilateral silent say.
I breathe in zen zero nondual form,
to breathe through Yang/Yin
Win/Win co-arising function.
I breathe in what wealthy matters [+PolyNomial]
to breathe through optimally healthy
double-dark energy [(-,-) PolyCultural]
I breathe in 0-soul enlightened theorems
to breathe through 0-sum economically full-living
cooperative experiences.
I breathe in rich nutritional health and well-being
to breathe through nurturing wealth and wellness.
I breathe in ego-Win!
to breathe through not-not eco-win.
I breathe
to breathe through you,
as us.
I breathe in transparent-mirror ego purpose
to breathe out eco-seeds of regenerative meaning.
I breathe in monolithic yangy yes
to breathe through multicultural not
not yintegrity yet.
The family and living planet that breathe out together
stay in to gather.
The family, planet, that doesn't,
well...hmmm... isn't.
My dorm room was bright this morning. It was disorienting.
The sky outside was a cloudless, striking neon blue.
The air was so crisp and clean, I could hardly feel it going in and out.
It all sparked to create a diffused sense of well-being.
Gone, it seems, were the concrete bunker feels of winter.
There's been some loose talk of ‘spring’ lately—I thought it was fake news—but from my third floor lattice windows I could see what looked like people outside. They were walking in the sunshine, riding bikes, throwing frisbees, kicking ??hacky sacks, a couple was making out in the grass—it was a riot of activity.
Sunny skiffed out of her room (which looks like a hotel room trashed by some rock star), she seemed lighter than air. Three days ago, she announced there was someone of “particular personal significance,” in her life (translate: girlfriend).
Start the schmaltzy, string-drenched soundtrack—love is in the air.
Our challenge now is to carve out a poised and measured final act to our undergraduate years. There’s a scurrying, cynosure, beehive, hyperfocus to labs and classes, a heightened, almost cinematic quality, as if, up to now, we’ve only been practicing for some undefined ‘real thing.’
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Songs for this:
Daylight by Harry Styles
Ain't Nothing Like the Real Thing by Michael McDonald
Dizzy (feat. Alfie Templeman & Thomas Headon) by chloe moriondo
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Skiffed = narrowly missed hitting someone
I'm silently collecting my reflective thoughts
I write the words as I grasp for air
Breathing with rhythm as I write
Imagery sets in - beauty becomes me
My eyes are with radiance as I view sight
The hues on my face are mesmerizing
As the brilliant sun hypnotizes me , I see
Beauteous Be ! It's all quite contraire
Still the mood is surrounding my awe
The significance of beauty too becomes my soul
Warmth - I see color a phenomena
It intrigues me! I paint in my mind
The brush strokes blend on the palette
I splash the canvas - The virtue is ever ending
It is deep - even in REM as I sleep
Theoretically speaking I am charmed
A message reflects too that I am sending
I wake each morn - I relate to God
Nature nurtures my very well being
My personality glistens in view
The perspective is in my wounded heart
As I see the beauty of God's creations at will
And sit writing and painting by the window sill
I am appreciative! he built this for me
And as long as the precious sights I can see
I relate my reflections blessed with the skies above
And as God listens silently to my fragile brain
I come to terms with the audacious beauty with love
And best of all with terms of endearment
God's with me! I too am silently reflecting
A mind that is sane!
Ladies and gentlemen, and all the rest
We do entertain you to the fullest
As pickle members of well-being zest
Showing functional roles for healthy quest
Making us thank God*, we’re uniquely blest!
Ready are we to show our savory best
Sizzling loudly, exuding flavor’s jest
Behold our spices strong in challenging taste test
Mustard seed, chili powder belt song-fest
While turmeric yodels from choir loft nest!
Onstage are fresh herbs lilting with delight
Ginger, onion, garlic, dill … sway to flight
Along salt and vinegar’s graceful might
Ecstatic midst olive oil’s waltzing sprite
Satiating awesomely everyone’s appetite!
Molasses, alum rise to freedom height
Swirling around cucumbers’ soaring sight
As crispy carrots with shrimps glide aright
Bottled on display for dieters’ plight---
In our party, you’re welcome --- since we palatably invite!
*In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.
September 7, 2022
6th place, "It's A Pickle Party" Poetry Writing Premier Contest
Sponsored by Mystic Rose Rose; judged on 9/10/2022.
I guess that I could have called this writing,
‘Puzzle Parts', ‘Puzzle Pieces’, ‘Part of The Puzzle’,
or even ‘Finding your Fit’. However, I think that
I will stick with ‘Piece by Piece'.
Last Sunday morning as a woman began to pray,
she prayed to God about the general favor and
positive well-being of a member of our fellowship.
As she prayed, I began to see the picture of a ‘puzzle’.
That puzzle represented what God has given to each
local church. That puzzle is a portrait of what and
how God sees our church fulfilling its mission.
Each piece represents a church member.
How those pieces are to be fitted into the
puzzle is a most delicate and God-inspiring task.
The puzzle is a vast part of the vision I have seen
you demonstrate for more than 20 years. I have seen
You exercise patience and prudence. I have also been
privileged to observe your persistence and tolerance.
I have witnessed your unique ability to step out
onto a limb outside of your comfort zone.
May you continue charging forward.
That puzzle I saw is very telling and revealing.
Make no mistake about it; the puzzle reveals
how God is orchestrating and fitting each one
into our God-assigned place, “Piece by Piece”.
04202016 PS Contest, All The Little Pieces, Broken Wings
I will not say Good Bye Forever
My Poem for Carol Ann (Sunshinze) Brown
With tears in my eyes and prayers
For your well being, in my heart
I say adieu to you, my distant friend
With a heaviness in my heart.
Who knows, for what good we met here?
And for what, we shared our grief and thoughts here
Perhaps not only to inspire our friends here
But also to those, who would find a joy
While reading our thoughts and feelings in future years.
If you ever feel, you miss us
Just come back to us dear friend
With your usual shining words and smile
To fill us with the joy of your Poetry
Before we all one day finally depart from here.
Ravindra
Vindhyanagar, M.P India 10th June 2013
S - Sunsets and sunrises are all the best that this world can offer
P - Parading of the many opportunities that breathe for us, so like
R - Reasons to shed off our gloomy masks and share the happiness with
E - Everybody else, as what would be the point of existing if not to enjoy of our stay
A - And accrue in spirituality, devoting ourselves to paint smiles on others and to
D - Dance amidst floods, with a jolly laugh in our hearts, ready to
I - Invite in our beings, God Himself, so happy and cheery at the way we deal with
N - Nothing as it makes itself appear as being our everything, our whole, our cause,
G - Going even to the extent of having us forget the essence of the divine!
H - Happiness is a word which is so misunderstood, so underrated, that we have been
A - Attracted to its opposite, forsaking the fact that our hearts and minds are fragile and
P - Prone to breakdowns if we load them too much with negative
P - Points, all being simply the arrows that the evil lurking in shadows hurls at us,
I - In spite of the fact that as elevated individuals, we have in us, knowledge of the subtle,
N - Noble and ecstatic, capable of gifting us with the boons of
E - Eternity, rolling us in feelings of well being and in the tunes of happy
S - Songs, lifting up our moods and having us smile from the depths of our
S - Souls, yes, come, and be like me!
Listen up, 'cause I'm about to spit some truth
About a disease that's eating our society from the root
Corruption, the silent killer, the thief in the night
Stealing our future, our justice, our right
Bribes exchanging hands, backdoor deals in the dark
While the common folk struggle, just trying to make their mark
Services meant for all, now reserved for a few
Tell me, is this the society we ever knew?
Plato's spinning in his grave, his ideal state in shambles
As the guardians of our republic take part in corrupt gambles
Aristotle's golden mean? More like a rusty scale
Tipped in favour of the rich, leaving the poor to wail
John Rawls cries out from behind his veil of ignorance
"Where's the fairness? The justice? This ain't what I meant!"
The social contract in tatters, Rousseau's dream undone
When public service becomes a race that can't be won
Corruption kills! It kills our schools, our hospitals, our streets
It kills our faith in leaders, in the cop on the beat
It kills our children's future, their chance to rise and shine
It kills our very soul, crossing every moral line
Kant would ask, "Is this universal? Could all act this way?"
If everyone was corrupt, society would decay
But here we are, watching it crumble day by day
As the corrupt few steal everyone else's say
So what do we do? How do we break this chain?
How do we wash away this deep, pervasive stain?
It starts with us, with you, with me, with all
Standing up, speaking out, refusing to fall
For every bribe refused, every whistleblower brave
We claw back our future from corruption's grave
It's time to rise, to fight, to make things right
To bring our society back into the light
Because justice ain't just a word, it's our lifeline
Fairness ain't a luxury, it should be yours and mine
Well-being ain't for sale, it's our birthright
So stand up, speak out, and join the fight!
Against corruption, against the rot
For the society we want, not the one we've got
The philosophers of old, showed us the way
Now it's up to us to seize a better day!
Globalism dreams itself a hegemon, a giant upon a throne of glass, ephemeral,
And can only live through brief stints, sporadic in time and deed,
Through the harshest force of terror, its heart locked within shadow;
It silently prepares to rule through fear, for such is its path to ascend.
"Children of the world, unite!" is the cry, but it's a cry muffled by deeply implanted fears,
They hammer nails of "justice" into half-informed minds as into hard, thick wood,
To steal away the thought of self, to wring out reason to the last drop,
And to build within them a clean conscience for the dirty game they are doomed to play.
Crumbling on stage, this globalism cloaks words in noble masks of care and well-being,
But beneath them, the whisper of ancient chains lays upon the shoulders of the unsuspecting.
A world that rolls towards unity, yet breaks into pieces of ice and silence,
In their play, we become unsuspecting pawns, in a game that pawns its future for naught.
Good health*
God-blessed well-being
functional!
Illumined
soul brightened by Christ
cheers others!
Effective
empowered service
hails the Lord!
Divine sight
vision to reach out
aids the lost!
Prayer-propped
patient exercise
help-driven!
Helpful hands
ministers with love
midst joy's peace!
Prudent mind
from Supreme Wisdom
faith at work!
Spirit-filled
diligent toiling
achieves task!
Thankful life
worships awesome God
as praise reigns!
*Isaiah 58:8 Then shall thy light break forth as the morning, and thine health shall spring forth speedily: and thy righteousness shall go before thee; the glory of the LORD shall be thy rereward.
October 31, 2019
Honorable Mention, "STRAND CHOICE any theme any form" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 1/20/2020.