Long Winnowing Poems

Why does dawn dress robust morning,
while dusk undresses sight?
Each dawn incarnates another Earth Day
a lifetime of Easter mornings 
redeeming nocturnal sight's revolution,
another therapeutic day of gift-it-forward light,
some longer,
some shorter 
before naked covered night.

Why life?
To uncover...

Read More

Relationships are like farming,
if you don't plant the seed,
you'll have no crop to harvest.
Rumi (M. Mafi, trans.)

Investing is like farming,
if you don't play the game,
you'll have no winnings.

Economics is like farming,
if you don't play this...

Read More

What is love?
A sea of nonexistence
both tranquil and calamitous
where the mind
does not dare enter.
(Rumi, M. Mafi, "Day By Day", p. 120, 2014, Hampton Roads)

What is timeless synergy?
Our sea of coexistence
both confluent and dissonant
where blind consciousness
seldom...

Read More

Could we see and hear and feel and think better
more ubiquitously and cooperatively
and inclusively
if DreamTime speaks in naturally eco-logical language
of motion as emotions
co-empathically accessible
to all RNA/DNA informated
integratively regenerative
co-arising ecosystemic Ego-programs?

In our dreams
we all speak the...

Read More

Ecology of Time
explores resonant rings of sustained health vitality,
a red strong-willed loving heart
pumping Earth’s nutritional wealth
through our circulating and dynamic biosystems,
beautiful minds
with graceful dancing bodies
on pilgrimage through revolving memories
of time’s embryonic ecological balance,
and climatic dissonance,
Earth’s...

Read More

No winds are winnowing enough
To put a quill back in the hands of the dead poet
Or confidence back in the trachea of the strangled speaker
In me
Because no words are as vile
As no words at all
Where...

Read More

The mirtangist may never willingly hear
may not want to hear
the multaiyam announcing his cue
nor the melodist aware of the flautist's right
to the change in the raga
the plucking of the yal strings
to the goatskin drummed bleats
and...

Read More

Padraig's Fire

Hurry!
Hurry through the night
With windstorms
Breathing at your back
Before the shadows know
You pass their doors -
Their darkened, dusty, empty hearths -
Before the dawn ascends -
Before the pipes awaken;
Carry close
Precious flint and tinder
Next to the wildly...

Read More

My heart egos and my life drained from me
Simple life I live, I act as I know all
But I know not, no, not even a little
I earnestly seek for recognitions
But my life and my heart...

Read More

In my game of life
I play sometimes against,
and sometimes with,
Time as Other player

Playing against
seems to have bad odds of feeling like a winner,
while playing with time
feels like we both win,
at least some Time,
especially if we...

Read More

Most Beautiful Christmas Poem
	Christmas Rose	

The Christmas Rose bursts into bloom
As echoes of midnight’s final chimes resound –
Precious Bloom of Perfect Prophecy inhales a first breath 
Of winnowing starlight foretold
The Prince of Heaven steps into our...

Read More

I baptize you with water for repentance. But after me comes one who is more powerful than I, whose sandals I am not worthy to carry. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and...

Read More

He awakened each morning-
  To the winnowing train whistle,
    And the glowing appearance of a day-
     Undeniably fitting of summer;
       The...

Read More

A question arises are they plucked                             ...

Read More

To remain neutral on our moving train
help me know which way we're spinning,
how fast,
when we might slow down,
how much,
to sustain polycultured rich neutrality.

How do I sleep
while SuperEco-logic Earth Day 
strains and trains to stretch for...

Read More

Virtuous revolutions
are like timeless whole system recycling.

When was the last time
you thought and felt
we cooperatively feel and think in cycles
while living in a virtuous WinWin communicating circle?

Rather than slowly dying off into more private mutterings
while...

Read More

Suzette Prime/Free Verse



undulating yowls 
both sides of my hemispheres
reverberates through the ears
sadness
rejection
continuously play
the mind longs for its most melodious display
nature sings in sweet harmony with every raindrop
amidst the howl of the gale
whimpering of leaves 
drives...

Read More

Written: August 26, 2023
Personification Of The Elements           Sponsored by: Miranda Hawley  
______________________________________________________________

I hear the echoes of a distant time,
As wailing gnats embrace the wind...

Read More

The night is cold
There is an owl perched on the gum tree
Its pitch dark outside
Its silent as a grave yard
She clings unto herself
Her mind wonders away
she reminisces her husband
pulling her into his chest
Fitting into his...

Read More

^b^
Gleaned in the Smokey Mountains

A splash of white paint, just where you sleep
that's what the Wise-blood Naomi advised.
I remember her hair so thin it looked
	like ham gravy running down her forehead.
"No need for Passover blood....

Read More

Beyond the sun's celestial dominion, 
past purple shimmers of twilight,
I delve far beyond moonlight's golden glow 
into the darkness of pilloried memories,
continually searching for answers but fail to find
those that keep my heart fettered in...

Read More

Wood sapped Energy succudancing up gnarling roots
grasping trees of life
erupt to full parasitic bloom
within millennial Great Transition
blaring autumnal winnowing of karmic stamina.

Fire brings full-flaming confidence
derived from summer's thirsty rain of seed-
recessing roots
plunging and emerging
rich deep...

Read More

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;

To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit...

Read More

The Desolated Greatness

                                ...

Read More

Last Stroke of Midnight	

The last stroke of midnight chimes –
All plans stand at attention, start here,
Perfect prophecy inhales the first breath 
Of winnowing starlight foretold
As you draw up to step into your blemished creation
With new...

Read More