Eyes drifting
In waiting,
Silently,
Gazing
In vain,
Despite it,
He enlarged them
Widely opened, as if
Searched for something interesting,
Very
Carefully,
Silently,
Like a lazy bear, he put it on the old wooden table.
Carefully,
refolding
his courage
lifting up
ferrous arms
stripping
Carefully,
a tinny piece,
rolling himself,
In still noise
a cigarette of
Powerful
low-graded
rustika,
a variety of
great purge
hunger
killing
good reason,
One pack a day
It helped, like hell
Helped.
It helped survive
the cold,
and everyday
toil when
soldiers and ants
starved,
Makhorka,
insecticide
of freedom.
Silently,
Looking in vain,
Despite it,
He kept them
widely opened,
Carefully,
Silently.
Categories:
refolding, allegory, childhood, destiny, loss,
Form: Free verse
When he speaks
transparently
he feels co-passionate
as long as s/he appears
to vulnerably listen
Without Me v We risks
of retributive judgment,
body shaming
and mind blaming,
when he aims
to restore healthy cultures
and wealthy climates of peace
through win/win reassessment
Which may be why
music feels safer to sing
resonantly
when compassionate audiences dance
engaging pleasure's peak resilience
Co-empathic brilliance
of CommonSensed communion rituals
Wealth-enlightened minds
empowering health-embodied love stories
NaturalRoot/SpiritualCrown
wisdom recirculations
as old as
universal salvation
Anthro-passion cultures
unfolding/refolding
unitarian co-redemptive
Earth-pleasured body climates,
wealthy mindful singing
performance Now
within healthy bodies dancing
co-engagement Here
Receiving in
light's notations
while thrusting out
power's most sacred
invocations.
Categories:
refolding, anger, body, fear, integrity,
Form: Parallelismus Membrorum
"Stripped of a physical body,
[individualistic] mind stands naked,
revealed startlingly
for what it has always been;
the architect of our [shared] reality."
Sogyal Rinpoche
Stripped of a spiritual mind,
bodies lie nakedly dis-potentiated,
undominated,
indomitable,
undomesticatable,
de-commodified,
startlingly unveiled
for why we have always evolved here
in regenerative Earth's life-giving environment,
Historically revolved
and culturally regenerated
through DNA bicameral dynamic reiterating spirals,
bilateral nature/spirit animation,
humane/divine co-inspirations
Unfolding
refolding
prefolding
dipolar co-arising folds
strings
frames
paradigmatic fields
Composing
recomposing
discomposing
disposing
uncomposing
precomposing
this fractal-binomial structure
for systemic ecological restructuring
of each moment's regenerative/degenerative
empowering/disempowering
enlightening/dissociating potential
Ego/Eco-systemic rebecoming,
becoming
unbecoming
precoming,
coming
Autonomously stripped
atomic synergy,
embodied longing
within multiculturing waves
of co-arising integrity,
naked mind belonging
Categories:
refolding, death, health, integrity, nature,
Form: Political Verse
In prophecy
we often fixate
on time's unprofitable passage,
on degenerative change
on long-neglected reform
on our need to redeem our time
now past.
Yet this notice of opportunities and risks
for future climates of pathology and health
is surrounded by an implicit right-hemisphere awareness,
a felt prophecy
pre-verbal
erupting from compassionate tenacity
of resilient health-wealth Time re-membered,
Matriarchal womb nurtured,
this prophetic nutrition of communal circles
and resonant spirals,
waxing and waning waves
of emotively implied pre-formation,
primal ZeroZone re-attachment
back through
and to
All Souls Yang-unfolding and Yin-refolding
universal and unitarian
strong-flowing
prophetic TaoTime;
Time tenaciously prophetic,
compassionately redeveloping integrity of health re-connected with wealth
left rationality with right synergy
polypathic thought with polyphonic feeling;
Courageous Either/Or with curious Both/And
ego/eco-logic;
Vulnerable with Transparent
prophetic polyculturing communication.
Categories:
refolding, health, integrity, nature, psychological,
Form: Political Verse
I tried folding a paper crane again the other day
and it didn't turn out right
tracing back my folds,
I knew I missed somewhere
unfolding, re-creasing, refolding
just tracing my fingers back
fingers
feeling the paper
and beyond
A three-minute fold
times 10 now
Even if I needed to do other things,
I paid no mind, determined to fold that crane
I had to get this right.
I had to.
Almost there...
As it turns out,
I only missed one step,
--something to do with its wings, I believe...
Amazing how a single step
could be so important.
Stretching its wings now,
the paper crane
soars proudly on my palm...
So beautiful.
In refolding this paper crane,
I hope I never forget...
Amazing how easily things slip from our minds,
but more amazing
is when our hearts Do remember.
We remember,
and then we Do something...
...I have hundreds of paper cranes yet to fold,
it may be taking me far longer
than what I had initially planned...
but yes, you are in my thoughts,
you are in my prayers...
and I shall continue folding these cranes.
...I revel in the thought, for that moment,
when I can send them flying towards the Sun...
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Categories:
refolding, dedication, life, recovery from...,
Form: Free verse
Peering into my rear mirror,
Galvanic glitter diminishes into
The blind side. No longer tantalizing,
Runic tunes can't tickle my tongue.
Over crystal clear aquamarine under
Robin egg sky, mighty eagles fly high.
I hear nested birds - Chirp!
As skewered wind twirls leaves,
Cosmic rays shoot shadow bands.
Slumberous new worlds rub an eye.
The night sky shyly twinks at dusk.
The wonderous peace heaves a
Breath into a black blanket of night.
I hear naked light whispering that
Universalisms are ever evolving as
God's guidance is refolding my maps.
Categories:
refolding, nature
Form: Narrative