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I arrived breath away, stepping out of a journey waiting not for fellow passengers with tedious conversations about Hemingway, Trump or AI
hot excitement dissolved into foreboding
pain, then shattered into peace ~ bliss on
cards, an endless journey had end after all
age equalled superfluous suffering
red ticks on calculus examination page
point of Excalibur deadly, yet where I
belonged as spiral, lived a hundred lives
or more of solitude, silence, secrecy
dandelions oracled sacred
yin and yang exploded into nothingness
white black entwined stillness containing
all sound, shadows, twenty four strands
when tabulating male and female
fire flashed into stardust figments
a millionth of a blinking second
whether charioteer voted redhead wily
in a country of dollars or mid-life crisis
cities were questions embedded in olive branches or fleas on poodles barking twirled with archaeologists, crooks, historians
status mattered not here
altars in faraway wonderlands where writers recreated Alice whilst filmmakers negotiated budgets ignorant that movies were magical moments bound in akashic records
here marigolds came before business
Brahman footprints treading Truth tabled
Singularity contained every loop into Void embracing once upon time a leather jacket
journey cracked its own codes crumbled fleshless, as eyes became saucer satellites
explorers, tourists, passengers, all here ~
revelry was lived or meditation mastered
centre point, brilliant or dull, crude or sharp equals zero-one sequences ~ music, sky, planets, charioteer or train passenger
all gifted with a choice … return to Earth
or bathe forever in Centred Bliss
Rain
Icey teardrops
Dripping slowly down the panes
Like a bitter honey
As though my brick home is suddenly flooded with bittersweet memories
Death
The reaper
Who shines in the midnight hour like an eroding candle
Finally shared with me the news
As he took some of my suitcases with him
With no farewell
He climbed aboard his melancholy chariot
“A stage of life,” he said
And took off, kicking dust across streets
And onto my lonely home’s panes.
I lay here on the pane
Watching the tears roll down the panes
The storm is battering my home, my dam
Attempting with brute force
To invade me
To soak me wet and cold
I am not home
I am in a prison identical in appearance to my home
Locking myself within while I watch the hurricane wage its war
Suddenly
The dam erupts
The narrow streets welcome a flood of dark, obnoxious waters
My prison is taken, as though a boat
I float upon the treacherous waters
But buoyancy is temporary
I sink
The barring windows crack one by one
I grow nervous and restless
Without warning the bricks exploded
And I am embraced by warm water and soft, white foam
My eyes close
My tender cheeks are no longer dry
I am entirely drenched and encapsulated
From my lungs to the heart and soul
A hand grasps mine
Finally the sun shines
Clouds have partially blocked my view, but the sun does shine
Like gold
Beautiful gold
And the water I float softly on evaporates
I clench the hand harder
The wind wipes my tears
Nature of life, who I so despised, who so betrayed me
Now comforts me with the gifts and of mankind
To each yin a yang,
I know.
Someday when yang floods my home
I shall be strong enough to let go
Form:
My left-brain dominant challenge
begs for a worldview
of unconditional warm regard
Which sometimes feels uncomfortably warm
through heated confrontations
confused about whose voice is rightfully speaking
respectfully with whom
And who is listening curiously
for
and with whom
to practice universal
uniting compassion,
employing warm organically-fed tools
sometimes slow as molasses
in frosty January
Not cold steel weapons,
icicles aimed for the hearts
and minds of difficult Others.
On our best days
and nights
not too coldly distant
and not too heatedly dissonant
Even on our worst traumatic days
and narcissistic dramatic nights,
silent listening voices
urge unconditionally curious regard
To avoid slippery unsafe
unhealthy slopes
of anger blaming lack of patience
and self-shaming fear
reacting against Others' impatience
Judgment
that I am not important enough
to respect,
to regard,
to notice,
to matter,
to value,
to appreciate,
to love
unconditionally
Outside my left-hemisphere dominant
claustrophobic box
of mere linear
cause-effect
univocal reason
And
Inside limbic right-hemisphere resonance,
dark/light
mindful inside/outside
enlightenment/empowerment
For integral indigenous mind/bodies
peaceful spirit/natures
recreating co-passionate ego/eco-spirals
transforming ***** uniting mirrors
rebalancing yin/yang boundary treasons
reassessing Earth's safe wealth/health seasons
For white male privileged
left-brain dominant challenges
continuing to punish and divide
insufficient time from sufficient sacred space
for unconditional warm regard
Best taught
by curiously relearning
integrity of mindbody
becoming radiantly felt Sunlight
and EarthTribal
internally awesome
co-invested power.
Life can be a different nightmare
when philo-sophias self-righteously
uprightly leave us behind
so long in search of success
measured in wealth of commodified acquisitions
rather than health of natural/spiritual capitalization
of virtuously co-managed left/right
co-balancing cooperative structures
for co-investing future resilience,
Like a thirsty hummingbird
living in a too-red environment,
Like dissonant notes
hiding in a too-rich symphony,
Community, communion investing in health
not as ordered by MotherEarth
as demonic TaskMaster of perpetual raw-spot punishment
in perpetually vicious win/lose competitions
against past and future disgraced generations,
rather than wealthy sacred interdependent venerations.
Philosophers and politicians
preachers and prophets
parents and their prey
might instead invest in Earth rights and lefts
as our dance and play Mother
embracing more cooperative win/win choreography,
ecological theologies of color
and scale,
More of a sweet spot multigenerational tango
searching out climatic self-governing unity
rather than a righteous raw spot monocultural war
of nightmartish lose/lose uniformity
unto climate collapsing apocalypse,
Mortality of life
giving way to ecocentric wise dancing regenerations
of local through global multicultural Earth,
enjoying nature more cooperatively-managed,
never competitively-owned in spiritualized theories
of universal Yang Domination
with too complexly uniform marching into fragmented war orders
over-ruling uniting invitations
into win/win multigenerational YinDance,
Now wiser about distinguishing
between individualistic capitalism,
supporting business as usual
monoculturally colonizing patriarchy
And Earth's cooperative capitalization,
actively inviting natural/spiritual
sweet spot win/win dialogue
more than raw spot,
Who is the biggest Loser of vanishing success?
academic debates
Confusing wealth requirements
with healthy response to
What is winning?
Since before liberating philosophers
severed natural nutritional eco-healthy balance
from spiritually robust wealthy ego-investment.
Life in and on Earth's resonant ecosystems
can be a different nightmare
when philo-sophias self-righteously
upright leave us behind
so long in search
of health's wealthiest eco-political success.
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 competitively marching
through a WinLose vicious market square.
When we are small toddlers
learning to speak healthy words,
while also hearing angry wounding curses,
despite wealthy experiences of family well-seasoned integrity
growing toward climaxing green sanctuary summers
and then winnowing most nutritional relationships
re-convening womblike wet-outside yet warm-inside winters
While yang inhaling co-operative intent,
heard with slumbering gratitude,
co-arises yin exhalations
manifesting each compassionate airborne revolution
of responsive cooperative solidarity
inside yin dark womb
refueling back toward outside yang bright summer
Unitarian inside compassion's intent
toward universal cooperative outside incarnation
informing mature enlightening trends
exhaling virtuous systems not not coterminous correlations,
Incoming therapeutic evolution
predicting outgoing co-passioning revolution recycles
going up wealthily
reweaving down healthily
Life becomes light robust as summer
winnowing ego-death resilient revolutions
winning virtuous eco-systemic ways.
When was the last time you thought and felt
we cooperatively feel and think
while breathing in a virtuous communion circle
rather than slowly dying off,
overpowered by a viciously commodified square?
What values do I choose
for a human body?
mind?
nature?
spirit?
sensory soul?
What values do we choose
for a humane embodied species?
for maleness?
for femaleness?
Yang and/or Yin values?
for empowering strength
and enlightening flow?
Do we choose these values
or do we inherit them?
Wholesale values
learned from marketable skillsets
developed from those now physically gone
yet metaphysically
and multiculturally forever?
Or do we also choose
as we mature in chosen/unchosen experience
to embellish
and extend
humane empowering memories
and enlightening imaginations
out to all Earth LifeTribe cooperative values,
And predative disvalues, rooted in anger,
flowering in retributive injustice systems
authorized by straight and/or white and/or male privilege,
And competitive misvalues,
choosing win/lose survivalist fear of change
To value profoundly regenerative
polycultural
multicultural becoming together
in valued sexual bodies,
evaluative sensory minds,
revalued sensually experienced hearts,
invaluable bicameral souls,
root organic energy systems
for enlightenment
left-brain dominant,
empowerment
right-brain multiculturally prominent
Morality of past light memories
for future EarthPower
humane-divine
natural-spiritual
secular-sacred
ecological-theological
resiliently-resonantly valued imaginations.
What healthy values
do we most wealthily imagine
for a human body?
democratically egalitarian mind?
unprejudiced nature?
compassionate spirit?
humane culture?
divine climate?
sensory listening soul?
See-Saws - (First Poem posted on PoetrySoup, 08/04/2014)
What playground does not hold the magic lure
of see-saws firmly braced upon their stands?
What child resists excitement, felt for sure
in ups and downs: the hard thump when he lands
and surging thrill of bouncing up again?
To know that when he's hit that lowest low,
it's followed by a swing to new heights when
he'll know once more the joy of that plateau?
In contrast of the see-saw truth is found,
for truly, were it stable, it would bore
the simplest mind; for only from the ground
does grandeur of the heavens make its score.
For only in imbalances we feel
the balance that keeps life on even keel.
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In Response To My First Poem
Yin and Yang
Just as a see-saw's motion, up and down,
echos the yin and yang of heaven, earth;
these complement each other, turn around—
like dark of night becomes the new day's birth.
All seasons here on earth their balance keep,
along with oceans' rise and fall of tides.
The yin and yang, the ebbs and flows must sweep
throughout the universe—become our guides.
The ups and downs along with highs and lows
in our own lives—imbalances we feel—
are yin and yang which we cannot oppose—
that balance which keeps life on even keel.
But sometimes balances can be unfair
when dark of yin can linger, bring despair.
We pray see-saws can rest awhile—prepare
to longer bask in yang of life midair.
Sandra M. Haight
~6th Place~
Contest: A Response to Your First Poem
Sponsor: Silent One
Judged: 09/30/2015
I've experienced much joy and sorrow,
I've been through the valley and mountaintop.
But you, my love, brightened my tomorrow,
I've seen good and bad; I wanted life to stop.
My life was like yin and yang, confusion,
The one thing in my life that wasn't was you.
I thought love was just a mere illusion,
What you've given me is honest and true.
Chaos surrounded me; now, in pure bliss,
I have seen much darkness and little light.
But sweetheart, I hunger for your sweet kiss,
In your loving arms, I welcome the night.
I never tire of your loving embrace,
I’ll spend forever gazing at your face.
Alexis Y.
08/0/2021
I read Eisenstein's sacred economics
a year or two ago,
and it is one of the few I still remember
and often think about
and long for.
This ecological
theological
economic read
was my ego's cooperative investment
in TruthLeft with BeautyRight
Charles had paid-forward
in writing this cooperatively-invested exchange.
I love his WinWin ego/eco-system
not not ZeroSum
degenerative/regeneratively ambiguous imagination
listening to history's healthy wealth and unwealthy pathology
for ego-patriarchal/eco-feminist
bilaterally creolizing health/wealth value purity
of innocent EarthTribal Beauty flow-power.
If such co-passioned love economy
makes me a crazy ambiguously trans-regenerative investor
in polypathic WinWin health and wealth of beauty
wizard/wild wikimess
With truly shape-shifting liberal love
of deeply conservational green eco-normic
metaphoric learning truly gorgeous virtuous feedback value
from healthy non-violent eco-political communicating voices
Then,
so be my personal and political health systemic investments.
I am
what we are LeftWin/RightWin becoming,
so let's just move on
and fully occupy this trouble-shooting transubstantiating
trans-regenerative 4D
ZeroZone spacetime
EarthTribe Paradise potential
Truth/Beauty polynomial
Integrity of healthy cooperative Win/Win economics
with wealthy ecologics,
organically empowering systems
with bilateral Left/Right rhythms,
Yang/Yin
Universal/Unitarian,
Nature/Spirit promoting
dipolar co-lateral Zero InvestmentZone
of interdependent BeautifulDiversity
Guilty of re-syncing
as fully WinHealth/WinWealth
LeftEgo/RightEco-normatively charged,
and still changing,
and recharging
and prechanging
and uncharging
and not not polypathically changing
exchanging
Win/Lose competitive economic systems
for Win/Win ecopolitical
eco-logical webs
of heart-felt, fully-infested muses
for beautiful Myth,
co-operating nutritional organic exchanges
of healthy/pathological interdependent information
FeltFull MindHeart : FullFelt HeartMind
I finished reading Sharon Blackie's Enchanted Life yesterday.
Kind of a How To Do It,
a how to fix BusinessAsUsual textbook
organically rooted in animism,
I suppose a theologist
and maybe an enchanted ecologist,
might duly note
Although animists are not distracted, usually,
by systematic theologian theories and conjectures
about becoming resilient sacred healthy wealth.
Animists are more practical theologians,
learning by dynamically doing
cooperative relationships
and mutually respectful reflections
on these sacred communions,
and sometimes even competitive eco-relationships
competing with MotherEarth's sense of revolutionary timing
to build our richest sufficient space
as resiliently and fluidly as possible.
Practical theology,
like good pastoral theology,
like good non-violent communication
and being healthy climate manifest
and becoming wealthy destiny
and doing dynamic health/wealth skill sets,
is about how we are each called
to fix pathology,
to live every green enchanting day
by cooperatively communicating to restore
full benign being communion
and revolutionary becoming
and polypathic doing
bicamerally ego/eco
left/right
yang/yin
polynomial/polycultural
natural/spiritual practically speaking
as we make everyday bilateral choices
for our own and for our grandchildren's enchanted thinking
and animist feeling,
seeing 2020 through both global and local EarthJustice lenses.
I do feel a little more positive
glimpsing ecstatic hope
by actively seeking enchanting justice pathways
ego-homeless
in a pilgrim journalist kind of way,
longing to fully be Here with Now,
Space with Time communal
YangResilient with YinResonant co-relational
By resonating with nature's robust spirit
investing in wildly evolving forests,
boundary areas,
WinWin frontiers of blissful everyday eco-centeredness
chasing rainbows,
musical octaves,
fractured fractals,
safely enchanted in and on,
with and for, EarthJustice
Enchantment entitling first through last lived chapters,
limned by resilient
resonant
revolving nightdreams.