Said the caste abolitionist
to the privileged preservationist
What Earth needs outside
we both feel inside
What people want inside
fills and spills outside
Following polycultural
polypathic
polyamorous
polytheistic Golden Rules
Ways
Means
Golden Ratios.
Caste abolition,
like anthropocentric constraint,
and unlike narcissistic complaint,
engages transformative potential
to recreate an organic civilization
in which every sacred body
has what is needed
and every polyamorous mind
has what is wanted.
Every neurological system
well-trained
and peace-making empowered
to recognize
and responsibly self-correct
any dissociative dissonant differences
between body nurturing needs
for kind touch
and mind-care wants
for compassionate communication
Spoken
and unspoken,
saged
and mused,
crowned
and rooted,
mountained
and valleyed
FatherSunned
and EarthMothered,
LeftBrained
and RightBodied,
enlightened
and empowering,
polished Win+Win
and abolished Win v Lose.
Dora Maar with Green Fingernails
In Elementary school
I was not good at shapes at drawings
When I look at the Dora Maar with
green fingernails
I look at my own fingernails
with green smeared all over
my hands
I was a fool
painting all over my fingers, and then there are my drawings
Convincing people that Picasso is one of the greatest artists is a myth
green fingernails
Misproportioned – moreover
It’s bland.
red toe nail polish
sneaks through warm white sand
shining back at sun
you brighten me with
sweet actions and heedful words ~
polish for my heart
No man can ever understand,
There's Spring Cleaning across this land,
Miss Mop and Clean waves her hand,
Snoring is his male band,
Not to worry, no time to sup,
Gals want to sparkle up,
One shelf at a time,
Spray and Wipe sublime,
Fresh is the cupboard smell,
Charity bags cast their spell,
All tidy now, so it seems,
Polished the dog, he gleams,
Must detox this brain,
Wasting thoughts quite inane,
Declutter world still revolving,
Spring Cleaning is evolving!
Written By: D. Collins 3/27/25
Find what comes easy and keep doing it.
Move it to the top of your to-do list.
Nourish it along with some passion and zest.
Before long, you might rate as one of the best.
Inject some soul into it and really cut loose.
Let your talent bling like some spit-shined boots.
Constantly polish that gift as if a priceless pearl.
Ready to unleash a masterpiece upon the world.
Polish the diamond, make it shine
Do not tarry, there may not be time
Be there for yourself
Shape your rough edges.
Your known worth is not enough
But your effort as you progress is priceless.
Polish your diamond
Reveal your sparkling beauty.
Use the fire within you to illuminate
Your incredible light and color.
Polish your diamond to enhance your sparkle
So that your value increases
And your bumps become a thing of the past.
You glow when you polish your diamond.
Polish the beacon of your face
and give the weary world a smile;
despairing people need some grace.
Polish the beacon of your face;
make optimism commonplace
and luminous joy your lifestyle.
Polish the beacon of your face
and give the weary world a smile.
March 10, 2022
Being a Light to Others Poetry Contest
Anoucheka Gangabisson, Sponsor
Cotton candy coloured toe nails
Outlast washing from many showers.
Make up, it clogs the pores and makes skin flake.
Why not go natural for goodness sake?
deodorant, soap and water serves you fine, and a little body odor most people won't mind.
razors, they nic and cut and cause a bleed, if hair grows there just let it be.
hairspray, it's bad for the lungs, best do it in the yard.
It leaves hair stiff and feeling hard.
fingernail polish, it coats nailbeds so they can't breathe. People now show feet
that make you want to heave.
undies, who invented undies any way? Just another thing to take off at the
end of each day.
There once was a dumb blonde from Warsaw
'twas the dumbest blonde I ever saw.
She was bound for Krakow
but wound up in Moscow
holding a kielbasa in each paw.
This dumb blonde headed back to Warsaw
without kielbasa in either paw.
Under a chair beneath
she had lost her false teeth
and had to eat sausage through a straw.
written March 15, 2011
I checked the syllable counts in each line myself
I think it's always been there
just in the back of my mind where
a moral spin
of subtle children's interpretations
recalled a story told in Babcis and Dziedzic explanations;
(grandmas and grandpas) *
Some men and women find themselves in darkness lost
just like the solitary man in the moon at winter frost,
he or she led a life distorted
wallowed in the lust of flesh, greed, lie, and sin
until one day, the life itself had come to a desperate tragic end;
life's lessons well remembered,
he or she sought forgiveness from Hell's embers
and the spirit of the Lord heard
listened hopefully to the imploring words
asking forgiveness for the lessons learned;
the answer came with a yes
but first a life long test
a message for the rest
be guide, be light
on every cold December night;
"until time's end, then
at the apocalypse of noon
forever be -
the man, the women, learned teacher
in the face of the moon."
Joseph May
Fabled Musings
2/7/21
Polish my shoe, polish my shoe today!
Polish shoe, polish shoe, reflect Sun’s ray,
Hide my head to look at you,
So he will not have a clue,
Polish my shoe till my boss goes away!
Syllables checked at howmanysyllables.com
10,10,7,7,10 with AABBA rhyme
Limerick Fun Poetry contest
Written 29/08/2020
Sponsor Tania Kitchin
Up every day well before five
if you plan to do more than survive
Polish those boots and tuck in that shirt
Don't let your C.O. see any dirt
Stand in the line-up ramrod straight
Don't move a muscle while you wait --
for the signal to take off at a trot
whether your joints be yet limber or not
Drills until nine before you can eat
make eggs every day seem like a treat
Then return to the field and the blazing sun
Oh, when-oh-when will the morning be done
Israel's military's sure tough to beat
Her soldiers unlikely to wilt in the heat
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