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A Being That Matters

He's everywhere
being the answer to
everything & is
the ultimate quotient
Omnipotent displaying
more than sufficient
omniscience
The run on sentence
that makes sense
of everything
The word of all words
a part yet connected
to everything
The maker
of all dreams
lucid & vague alike
The light 
in the darkness
but also the darkness
that covets the light
Witness to every reality
with an eye for
all potentialities
This sight for sore eyes
is both the pupil
& teacher
A preacher 
with many dimensions
using planes
like churches
It comes as no surprise
to those that learned
to see deeply with
inner eye urges
The immersion
offers you a peek
behind the curtains
unveiling what lies
therein
There are no lies in him
for he personifies truth
in the form of matter
It's the explanation
at the top of the ladder
after questioning
every step that matters

She walked not like many but rose to shine like few

She didn't walk the way the world expected 
None could guess what storm she had weathered
She moved and moved and never stopped
And her every footstep was strong and bold.

With a body that has carved its own battles 
Adversity could not shake her firmness
She carried none of its sting and bitterness 
But joyfully shared only smiles and sweetness. 

While we speak of limits and constraints
She spoke of immense possibilities 
Always exploring her potentialities
And lived them as graceful entities.

She refused any act of sympathy 
And spurned faint token of empathy 
All the time stood firmly saying no to pity
Predictably preferred the   ground of dignity. 

Legacy of self-dependency and dignity she sowed.
In her life journey all along, she has proved 
That Power and strength are not measured 
in strides but in the grit and spirit imbued.

The Towering Dreams of Brave Men

The Sun rises in a flash of enthusiasm,
as birds flock in delicate swirls.
The lake lets loose its solemn mists,
to enchant the finely dressed trees.
It's springtime in the Rockies,
with its tumultuous pantheon.
Those towering Majestics,
that burst with excitement.
The train of moving images,
signing Gods greatest works.
The tell of beautiful obelisks,
that rule the attending fields.
and whose shadows point,
to the path of potentialities.
Where brave men stand...
with their Towering Dreams!


Graduation Day

Commencement ended soon and costumes came to stay.
They got fit into me well, like feathers that sway;
How evenly cute rows of students stood at ease!
As heads high stand spruce and coconut and palm trees...!

As the bright sun's rays glisten the waters troubled,
A bit of joy of my friends, in me too bubbled;
A tinge of pain amalgamated with soft rage,
With my stress and strain within I did get engage...!

What's graduation when exam was not done well?
Don't more than potentialities, here, marks sell?
One answer that though I knew as clear as crystal,
Had stuck my mind like bullet in a jammed pistol...!

Though I stood smiling for a better photo shoot,
Mind turned numb, like a flute gradually gone mute;
Till a gleam of contentment creep within me soon,
Wouldn't my degree blink long like a gaudy balloon...???

15 March 2023
Graduation Day Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: craig cornish
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Premium Member Drifting

Smile a half smile
Compose your frown
Unnecessary you wear a crown
Play the game with willful refrain
your time will come at ease with pain
In this life for you a dream
Let pure thoughts flow
like silken streams of
Candid collectives creating
Drifts in a nowhere there
Your existence on this Earth
May it be emptiness clear
Love and Peace without fear
This chance of purpose is
Your chosen field of dreams
Let change sustain you
Your spirit guide you 
All things natural
live love not neutral
Immersion in all possible potentialities.

All I Can Be

“A man is as miserable as he thinks he is” -Seneca

I want to do bigger and better things in my life
I want to fulfill all my potentialities
I want my actions to be the example
I just want to be the best I can possibly be

I'm prepared to endure great losses
I'm willing to stand in the fire and to bleed
I am prepared to fall into deep despair
Because when I fail, it's a step in the process that sets me free

I know there's only one true competitor in my life
Its the voice of discontent and self-doubt that whispers in my mind
But when I'm mindful of the internal narrative
I'm empowered to control the controllables in my life

For I am responsible
I'm not a pathetic helpless victim in this life
I'm a warrior, a conqueror
I’ll willing to pay the ultimate sacrifice

The sacrifice is having extreme patiences
And staying true to your word
It's about relentless perseverance
Sadly, to the younger generation, these actions seem absurd

This life, my life, will not be taken for granted
I have personal choices to make
And that choice is to give everything I have
Anything less, would be a serious mistake


Premium Member A New Interpretation of the Twelve Zodiacs

The twelve zodiacs
In the Chinese calendar
Signifies twelve potentialities
Twelve characters
Twelve charms
All will contribute to 
The varieties and success of the world 
One may believe that 
The pig - simple and easily satisfied are non-crime committing
The dog - alert for dangers give warning in times 
The rooster-give morning calls for a fresh day work, so abiding and loyal
The monkey-inquisitive though, add laughters to cheer up the world 
The sheep-a coat of protection from freezing and so hardships 
The horse-galloping like a swift wind, symbolizing energetic will bring success
The snake-a winding movement to escape from blockades and hardships in a wise way 
The dragon-signifies prosperity, and dreams will come true with hardworks
The rabbit-soft and humble in nature 
The tiger-energetic and powerful
The ox-hardworking and enduring 
The rat-active even in the darkness of misfortunes 
These twelve distinguishing characters of mankind 
Will decide the future of the world tomorrow

The Canvas

The canvas is bare
Potentialities abound 
There is a moment of inspiration
Something, perhaps profound

A vision, an image
A thought in the mind
A 16th century renaissance landscape
An abstract painting obliquely devine

Rich deep colors
Brush strokes placed perfectly
The master creator
The work, a pleasure to see

The view is spectacularly tragic 
Its subjective in our mind
It speaks to our knowledge; our experiences
Of a world we seek desperately to define

The past creates the images
That painter captures with every stroke
An image begins to emerge
We feel excited, or absolutely broke

The canvas is bare
The art is the life we choose
So, live life like theres no tomorrow
A beautiful masterpiece comes to view

Restless Repose

I am broken
my bones
will not endure
this sum of
memories
feelings
thoughts
under the
loveless sun
they are crushed.

Peer long
into this grave
this pit of
despair
this black permanence
no heart is
left there
snuffed out
by potentialities
by unrealities
all great illusions
die this way.

Deep is my
slumber
cold in my
chest it
suffocates me
entombs me
a gathered gloom
is frozen recompense
for all my
imaginations
hopes and delusions
now
put to sleep

I lie in
restless repose
rotting
no lover’s kiss
for me
nay
my woeful screams
are unheeded
unneeded
by anyone that
could matter
did matter
I’m forgotten
in this permanent
filth of despair.

Fertile Soil

Let’s dive into our mind
Look around – perhaps nothing is as it seems
There’s a unique perception
An amalgamation - of what we call me

Like rich fertile soil
Brimming with potentialities
Nature verses nurture
So grow the seeds

The roots grow deep
Manifesting in the subconscious mind
Breaking the surface
Revealing the crops – behavior becomes defined

The harvest can be bountiful 
We truly reap what we sow
The health of the product
Contingent on the knowledge we know

Thoughts left undiscerned
The weeds spread like wild vines
Effecting the crops
Damaging – the internals in our mind

So let’s dive inside
Look around and take a mental note
Let’s clarify our perspective
Our humanity – our future will grow

If you don’t like the crops
Take action – not poetic hyperbole 
It’s all in our mind
An amalgamation of you and me

Premium Member Poiema Perfected

made divine
        & healed
        rescued
        &transformed 
our life
fully satisfied
        in the physical
        psychological
        & spiritual
appreciated&
            appropriated
a deliverance
          from bondage
healing hurts
           & memories
life permeating
              our being
in visions of another Eden
heaven 
      a deeper blue
erth sweeter green
as his poiema
        flood the scene
a coming kingdom
               scene
light
    with
        no darkness
a purpose
a direction
     love made manifest
timeless
lasting
      satisfaction
         our design revealed
in our organic
                 unity
an immediate impression
death defeated
        a vision giving
        meaning to life
potentialities awakened
     aesthetics imagined
      given form
as dilemmas dissolve 
emotions evolve
in 
   poiema
           perfected

Premium Member Labored Victories

Parental labor days and nights,
memories and contemporary echoing traumas
of declaring Hippocratic Commitment victories,
"No one got much hurt today,"

"Non-violent communication" prevails,
verbally and non-verbally laborious,
locally and globally viral,
monoculturally and multiculturally,
on our best days,

But "not violent" is such a negative
empty
cold
humorless LeftBrain way
to say,
to communicate,
resiliently resonant communion's
articulating
heart-felt possibilities.

We have hope and faith potentialities
for cooperative spirits of life and love,
And more retiring
shadowy natures of competitively incorporated death
and corporate loss,

But only one ZeroZone uniting Holy Nature/Spirit,
not only co-invested in non-violent life and love,
but further committed to solidarity
of resilient uniting life as resonant universal love,

Where Fear-of and Anger-about
past lose/lose competitive trauma
cannot repeat their either/or 
exclusive
devolutionary Names.

Dear African Stop Lingering On Earth

Dear African, stop lingering on earth
The world looks at you for guidance
Burn your light of wisdom while here
Tap potentialities and energies of youth
And light the skies with discoveries

Dear African, stop lingering on earth
The world is laughing at your icy minds
Open streams of wisdom in your brains
Invoke sages of ancient to animate you
And light the dark world with ingenuity

Dear African, stop lingering on earth
The world is amazed at your indifference
Rise up transform science and technology
Recall engineers of ancient Egypt and Mali
And lead the world to mysteries of wisdom

Dear African, stop lingering on earth
The world is wondering the gaze at each other
Hold hands and gaze at horizons in oneness
Rethink the wars and conflict in Africa today
And move forward to develop dear fatherland

Premium Member Political Octane

Economies are positive when consuming and producing balanced 
conserving wealthy economies and liberating healthy democracies

and are depressed when consuming and producing too much 
by way of dissonant toxic loss and suffering,
un-ecological hubris,
climate pathologies suboptimizing WinAnthro/WinEarth potentialities
for polyculturally democratic outcomes.

Healthy economic abundance
follows wealthy trust empowering relationships,
an artifact,
neither humanly exclusive, much less supremely significant 
in and of Earth's perennial nutrition dance

Roundly empowering multicultural health,
polypathically cooperative LiberatingLeft/ConservingRight solidarity
externalizing Earth's bihemispheric landscape
nurturing extended organic family 
polyculturing sacred humane wealth.

Wealthy cooperative economies
consume ecologically resonant health
to politically produce Earth-trusting
resilient wealth,
deep learning landscapes
regenerating co-empathic climates
of bicameral DNA/RNA fractal cobinaries 
reweaving syncretic WuWei 
double-binding balance.

In Search of My Throne

Clouds rosy-tinted in the setting sun, 
Depths of the clear blue  sky between, Plains where life is felt
Patched with a hundred tints of brown and green, -- 
Beauty of Earth, when in the harmonies 
The cannon's note has ceased to be a part, 
I shall return once more and bring to these 
The worship of an undivided heart. 
Of those sweet potentialities that wait 
For my heart's deep desire to fecundate 
I shall resume the search, if Fortune grants; 
And the great cities of the world shall yet  
witness the search for my princess.

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