I didn’t know the true strength of the family bonds
until the sky suddenly fell with tough times of turmoil.
We got deracinated, turned into derelict drift wood,
until my mother found for the family an anchorage,
a nest for us to fly together in the sky of sanguine future.
As her gift of a home reinforced our family affinity
I soared high in the care of her protective wings.
Wild winds couldn’t waft away my ascending aspirations
because I lived in the sheltering shadow of her love,
that guided her with family values to sculpt me what I’m.
“Oh hermit, drop that thought ego begot ~
Relinquish beliefs to become self-taught”
~ quote by poet
What is belief save thought forms reinforced,
till we’re convinced that that is the truth,
caging consciousness in our mind,
which reworded simply means
that thus self-hypnotised,
light within opaqued,
we just wander
like a ghost
in fear,
lost.
Be
this be
as it may,
we can redeem
our soul’s inner light
by shifting to the heart,
viewing the world as a dream,
that thus in but not of the world,
by resting in time dissolved silence,
we see clearly that we are living light.
These Super-Powers, Though
Reinforced Over Tribal Tradition
Muscle Memory, For The Mind,
Genetic Coding For Amazing...
Not A Stretch!
Yeah, You're Telling Me!
Oh Yeah... Mmmm...
Wow. Chiropractically !
Major Magical ***
***
-Gray Squirrel
03-11-2026
My life's been a 'he's become a broken, bumpy ride.'
I am not sure how many trips I can abide.
While he comes, goes, leaves and slips from my side,
I daydream about a smooth, gentle tide.
It is from our depths we did always confide.
Now his ways seem as secrets the night hides.
I truly need for him to give me clues
about his friends, Moony Trends and Mangled Blues.
Both characters only recently showed
and both seem volatile enough to explode.
He reinforced the cellar door with sandbags
on the outside where yard air is so sour, I gag.
Now he wants to cement the cellar ceiling
and place a bed down there in case a malady
renders him contagious and in need of healing.
I never know what is happening or how the
words 'trust me' are but sad and maddening.
Why does he look to me for assurance
when he self-sources every disturbance?
He has developed such a worrisome act
with reasons that loom vague and inexact.
Seems his sanity is disappearing
and something catastrophic is nearing.
There is this nun, with a shady pimple
She hides behind a reinforced wimple
When the Sister has none
Brother Val, gives her one
Not spotless, though relatively simple
By
David Kavanagh
FOREGATHERINGS
reinforced
engravings
occasion
participation
of
vaguely
contemporary
cultivations
with
an
immediacy
uncommonly
evolved
in
emancipated
multilateral
dignified
manifestations
Soothing the soul
Tingling of the senses
Aroma of intrigued
Tasteful Alpha
Arrangement through the thought
Read out inspiration
Sentences leverage
Ability intertwined
Right ingredients of savory
Healing reinforced
Every stir coordinated
Needing more Word Nourishment
Another serving of Poetry soup
Spoonful thought
Words to live by
Napkin ready
Efforts in every try.
The shame of shaken soldiers
runs
deeper than any ka-bar cut;
il cuore's battle-cries drowned
out by trains carrying boxes
that will contain them —
one day,
if they're lucky
Gli occhi dell'amore
crashed into reinforced glass
when she met the war-child's gaze —
"Is he cruel or courageous?,"
she asked, retreating
across the battlefield
"Is he cowardly or compassionate?,"
her morbid mind drifting
Peace has weakened me —
power taken, slow death
pain trapped, slow death
praise tainted, slow death
pieced together, slow death —
Apocalypse waiting for
the bliss of war;
sociable metal in the hands of
humans playing heroes and villains,
gods and devils
A fly on the wall told me
the powerful don’t fear truth—only witnesses.
He’s logged more secrets
than a courthouse basement,
watched officials repaint rust
and call it progress,
heard promises reinforced
with duct tape and declarations—
and every time the powerless speak,
someone swats at the sound.
when we’re not enlightened yet magnetised
undeniable, compelling predawn light
the Self known but not fully realised
where we have glimmers of spherical sight
faith’s reinforced betwixt bliss beat delight
we breathe in the scent of love’s pheromones
boons of grace as our consciousness God hones
I am grateful for understanding the simple key to healing…
that has been reinforced in me
since my life was long ago unfurled:
As we heal ourselves…
we heal each other.
And as we heal each other…
we heal the world
What does it mean to be the next flower to fall after the garden fence is reinforced with tears from the street?
A rose
With the scent of the earth
Aroma from the clouds
A desire to soar
Tides crashing
against the shore
Pauses to expose
the measure
Of the treasure
Yet the strain
Of the petals
inside the fine veins
Yearning for a selfie
The glee of the folds
So bold
Expecting expansion
Spirit of ascension
Reinforced by
The longing for flight
Freedom of light
In addition
The sops
The raindrops
Veils slowly ajar
A glimpse of the shine
of a star
A delicate smile
Somewhat beguiled
At a simmer
A glimmer
Lips and eyes follow
From a depth
Gradually
The treasure
Time swallowing time
Chimes in the atmosphere
Eyelashes and hair
Fair and lovely
And the eyes
Azure and solitary
The flute
Its sheen
Nose aquiline
Ready to receive
with a salute
___________
July 23, 2025
“Imagination hones our thoughts to soar
above the ordinary ones that bore.”
_by Poet
Imagination is a special gift
that silently directs how we will live;
directing inner visions which may drift
into creations we can share or give.
These are refined within a mental sieve
into creative feats, most times through art.
For poems, paintings, and good music start
from mind's imagination passed to soul,
and reinforced by feelings in the heart-
from just an inner blur to something whole.
Igneous rocks moltened, crystallized, solidified
rising towards the surface like a hot furnace
Volcanic activity of the soul, conundrum of the heart
rule out the mind and the body facilitates, erupts !
One transformative honest experience and we
arrive at a gestalt moment of truth, we are
both energies, ... "explosive and implosive"
filled with adroitness and clumsiness alike
Profound changes in ones individual essence
can be an awakening of great disturbance
Within the ring of fire, boundaries co-exist
illumination is feasible if it is undeniable !
Magnetic moments in the soul reinforced
through our dreams, hopes, and fears....
Owning both destructive and creative powers
our souls do make choices each and every day
Both volcanoes and souls contain openings
and when the day of reckoning is near
we either choose to lay dormant or explode
it all depends upon our soul's barcode...
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