Though within me
I feel red motions,
Burning up Earth's mountains
and plains,
Far away from Earth's green-blue ocean,
Still this red blood heart can sing:
We are sailing,
All EarthTribes now,
never health harbor
or safe port have we known.
Our Anthropocene
surfs the ocean we travel regathering
red ironclad Earth
blues our green
boat
home.
Categories:
regathering, blue, boat, earth day,
Form: Lyric
Inferno hurt
By: Christopher Nickles
He wouldnt promise her the world.
For that was a promise he couldnt keep.
Promised her all possible, Evan when cold.
But when he needed her, she disappeared.
Went missing like a shooting star at night.
As his world starts to fall and crumble.
Piling up and fading away at the light.
His heart in millions of pieces everywhere.
Trying to pick up the pieces through out.
Finally found a spot to start regathering.
For when he lifts his head, he sees her about.
The memories, the love, the smiles all tether.
Then boom , she sends the pieces to the ground.
As she walks by kicking them like never been.
Leaving him again, all his pieces to be found.
As he tries to find a starting point again.
Hes on a wild ride of hurt known as inferno.
Categories:
regathering, betrayal, conflict, emotions, heartbreak,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
We each have this fundamental choice
to know our mistakes as a relentless wall
oozing passions of superior severance
prohibiting successful futures
more like choosing compassion together
Rather than stuck
on the wrong side of a brick wall,
we could also choose to rediscover past mistakes
as an uncovering web
toward a more cooperative future
less shaken apart,
less stone-walled by Win/Lose competitors,
more inviting,
even enchantedly compassionate,
regathering health toward integrity's networking wealth.
Resilient discernment
unveils
resonant, not at all dispassionate, co-discovery.
Empty,
yet pregnant,
enthymematic promising integrity
of each internal/external moment's Zen ZeroZone potential,
co-operatively LeftYang,
co-passionately RightYin,
Tao of bilateral spacetime
becoming ego/eco-resilient health webs
without prohibitive pathological walls.
Categories:
regathering, community, faith, health, integrity,
Form: Political Verse
When I read scripture,
pass by a temple,
synagogue or church,
a public meeting space,
a sacred nightly pub place,
Do I look first for what God hates,
or why and how and when and where S/He loves?
Do I look for reasons
to explode more profitable secular bullets
or focus in on seasons
regathering His/Her sacred synergetic ballast,
resilient resident ballots cast
for EarthTribe's long-term happier healthier wealth?
Categories:
regathering, beauty, god, hate, health,
Form: Political Verse
Among the hills and stone I walked
mind a wander, lost in thought
on I stumble round cwm and lake
on rocks unmoved and churned gravel
Whiffs of clouds haze the view
an ancient aura surrounding sky reaching peaks
Through the cloud punctures visions
of climbers on acute slopes, scrambling quickly
The lone runner on the corrie wall
Obscured by regathering cloud
I breath, reborn in the mountain air
clean pure and joyful
proud once again and very much alive
The stone breaths with me,
man and earth one and the same
Refreshed I turn and leave
Driven to the brink of land and sea
I stand, salt in my mouth
shingle at my feet
displaced
still and staring at the foaming expanse
Though I now retreat
back to town, grey and grim
my mind is healed and I remember
The beauty that I found
Categories:
regathering, freedom, peace, recovery from...,
Form: Free verse
in white muslin she is laid out
Neruda’s Page read
in her last light
a white dermis that once rippled,
to hold within each pore a kiss of life
once breathed in blood and sweat
was torn to cut and punch drunk love
that history now rests entombed in grief,
between a white lily morning
and a twilight of eternal black orchids,
her feet marched a million leagues
and now rest retired, stripped in relief
ten soldiers stand at ease,stubbed of life
wearing badges of battle
a face tipped with laughter,is carried with her
hands holding scrolls of each caress
in the single embrace of every motion
the minutes of sorrow in hours of her joy
denounced or honoured by a gods mouth
the archangel joust legions,
and regathering
before this moment, before chaos
she was reposed in pure perfection,
and the lilies were silenced of beauty
Categories:
regathering, dedication
Form: Free verse