All ways
are returning
back to the comfy chair
with a coffee, cat and a book
to read
To read
of roads ahead—
following that one star
a glamour hiding frozen wastes
—return!
Return
to opposite—
the pendulum swings down
here is another hell waiting
—return!
Return
Hollywood shines—
the hills hide the horrors
Barbie demons with plastic smiles
—return!
Go then
towards morning
letting the sunshine in
I will remain at this compass
always.
Senescence ongoing
Biological to the core
Cellular and systemic
Even genes mutate
Creeps in on you
Like a thief at night
Movement deliberate
Your thoughts too
The new kids run
Outpacing you
The final stretch
Never ending
Energy flagging
Redeemed by love
Unconditional and true
As you kick to the end
There is a stirring in the atmosphere,
Let’s go crazy with praise, sincere.
Drums communicate the heavenly shift,
Tambourine announce the dawn’s uplift.
Rain down blessings from heaven’s skies,
Let the rain dance, the oil dance rise.
It’s the power of God within,
Causing the shift, breaking sin.
Breakthrough comes in our assignments,
Victory shines in new refinements.
Time to be trained in warfare’s ways,
Cut through strongholds, victorious days.
Push the enemy into confusion,
Faith from hope, divine infusion.
The mantle of God is called the cross,
Wear it wisely, count no loss.
Authority flows from deep within,
Let’s go crazy with prayer again.
A new dimension of worship’s flame,
A new day, a new movement proclaim!
River desirous of long journey
Pausing at the reddish gesture
Calls drift in from the grove
Water laps gently on the edges
July 1, 2026
movement of action,movement of words
science is movement of action,science is movement of words
a active science is a active action
a active science is a active movement
science is active of a movement word
a movement word is a active science
a movement word is a movement word of action
a movement word is a movement word of no action
a no action is a no show
no show of word,no show of action
no is a no show of word
no is a no show of action
no is a no show of science
no action,no word,no show
words is words of action
words is words of science
science is a word of wording
words of wording,words of science
words of a movement,words of words
words of a movement,words of action
science is a wording of science
#together Is a movement in the U K..They are
So old i havent heard of them till now.!
Formed in year twenty, twenty or one
Shall we see.? What they have to say.?
What they think? Can be done.!
Creak, creak
I hear the boards speak
The wolf is running about
Don't wiggle
Stifle that giggle
Never let the air out
Little girls learn
How to quickly discern
The choppy river in motion
It crawls, then falls
Into fragmented balls
Reaching for the magic potion
The smell of cedar
Damp chicken feeder
Pinches nerves in a knot
Just trying to live
Through pain that gives
Innocence a black thick blot
I hate sound
That surrounds
The mirrored soul with glue
I'm tired of healing
The huge onion always peeling
Layers of skin to sinew
Written by Trudy Schrader on 05-28-2026
I have a right to dance.
In my elder years, all sound has faded.
The once pure melodies are now atonal.
But kicking up a storm,
dancing is a revolutionary act.
I have a right to dance.
I awaken to a chorus of chanters,
I awaken to the legends and lore.
Part dream, part audio reception.
Part past life, part immaculate conception.
Part laugh, part delirious deception.
I am connected, I am comforted,
I am confronted, I am contorted
by forces ever so much larger,
by senses ever so much stronger.
I have a right to dance,
a right to prance in the human parade.
Like ants, my cells are self-organizing.
Like trees, my rings archive my story.
I smell and taste the music I recall.
I savor the instinctual harmonies,
the behavior of rhapsodies.
I deliver the symbolic pirouettes,
the mimetic genuflect.
All motion becomes a spectacle.
All movements shape a carnival.
With my body, I advance,
moods and dreamscapes, I enhance,
lost and forgotten in the endless expanse.
I have a right to dance!
we shoot an intent arrow from heart’s bow
straight through our fontanel into vast space
that truth of creation we get to know
so that there remain no puzzles to lace
as we wander earth at an easy pace
and as we ask bliss pinches our third eye
magnetism peaking making our heart sigh
formless presence suspended in mid air
rapture spasms at crown reaching a new high
being throb of consciousness self-aware
Movement
has changed
thief of night
stealer of colors
and hammer sound
to a galloping
smile of lights
opening sweetness
of satin flower
through the calyx
down to honey
unseen effort
of winter night
struggling out
of hard chrysalis
muscling wings
to rise and fly
breeziness
of blue sky
visible to eyes
egg surprise
hidden
mover of
movement
of life
God Almighty
changes
caterpillar
to butterfly
Seventh Place Winner: Brian Strand-Premiere Contest 1463-4/15/26
A son of Georgia
I was a chemist by trade
'Unbossed and Unbought'
'The Movement' gave me a call
I left the lab and I marched
First I took right, very smooth
Love by majority
Then I took left, very dark
Only the brave and strong strive here
Because you got to be the light
So you can shine while striving
Then I took time to observe
I saw my past behind and the future ahead
Then I choose to remain present
Because I can't go to the past
I can't forcefully manifest the future either.
Things in the past
Steadily stealing my attention
Causing distractions
Disrupting my focus towards the future
But I'm so dynamic
Saying to myself always
I didn't come this far
To settle for the least but the best.
Many times I move correctly
Sometimes wrongly
My mindset my redeemer
Whenever I move wrongly
My instinct always revives me
That's why I always trust my guts
Making adjustments as soon as possible
Always responsible for my mistakes
Not find who to blame or make lame.
amid mysteries by which surrounds
nothing is certain but presence
infinitesimal eternalising
energy revolves in space
spirit defines needs
we surrender
living arks
no secret
who
we
are
tao de ching
presence has no form no masks
Two souls intertwine,
the desire traces its path
Jackpot in sight
Shared movement.
Fruits so dreamed,
Brilliant desire, intertwined hearts
Two souls leap forward
Finally reciprocally
Finally
the wild take off, one crumb more
not one less, just enough to fly
wings lift into where the wind blows
in shadows dwell the banal, clods on snow feet
language of watching remain in judgment blurs
when their power lies dormant, waiting ~
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