Ruminations Poems - Poems about Ruminations

Children of Cain inspired other theological ruminations

"Reification" has it that biologically-intrinsic "Morality" understood as a-priori to Perception makes "Religion" a "Collective" or "Shared" Psychological experience.

CHAT GPT says:

Put it this way: ~ God = the unpatterned, unnameable origin of all value = Dynamic Quality = the ineffable source that both creates and escapes form. ~ Science then wouldn't "believe in God" the

Unholy Ruminations

The opposite of life
is death

The polar opposite of eternal health
is terminal disease,
with unease perhaps lying/truthing
in-between timelessness
and untimely demise

So too,
my opposite of steady compassion
may be your unsettling dispassion

Elation v deflation
of all these oppositional answers above
as clear
as unclear appositional questings
below.

What is my opposite of suicide?
Self promotion?
Ego inflation?
Having all my consuming needs
fully answered?

Or 
maybe some uneasy questing
timeless mind
and

political ruminations

Whereas and wherefore hence and hereafter
An idle balloon sits high in the rafters
It’s hard to decide which one is dafter
The one who just bought it or the “arts” crafter

the media just primps and prunes
while she stumbles in the ruins
rejoicing in the things she brings
while dancing on those puppet strings

he sees a future glowing bright
says he’s

Dark Ruminations with Caveat

If fate opposed is useless, what great need
     is there to challenge dark despair's great power
when spirit dies, and soul, mind, body bleed,
     as hope wilts like a melancholic flower?

When lungs give way, and breath begins to drown,
     should life and existence now

Ruminations of a Romance

Winter’s cold chill cuts through my chin.
Within its bleak and brazen embrace,
My brisk days are turned brief and barren.
They are lengthened into sordid sepulchral insomniac nights.
I slither and slip and am hurled into hibernation.

Once I stood with you immune to wanton winter’s wild whiplash.
You wrapped me warm from the wrath of winter’s whirlwind.
Our life moved

Fitness Hour

On my way to my fitness hour
I met a crow flying with a flower.
In his beak he cradled the stem,
From his talons yellow petals came.

Shiny buttons, chromium whistles,
Collections of many lost treasures,
His nest a museum lacking one thing…
For his royal pleasures, a golden crown.

Ruminations

RUMINATIONS
sentiment
   glimmer
in
primitive
  gatherings
approach
  then
turn
desert
&continue
to decay
&rot

soon forgotten
reposing
in
a breadth
of fine mesh
piled high
with
translucent
half-visions
beyond
the quaint
mottled
 machinations

Ruminations On Life

(The news of the death of dear and near ones reaching us on a daily basis has left me thinking of the transitoriness of life and hence this poem) 


Is not our life a wave of energy coursing through ether 
Just like flickering flames or fleeting gleams that fly
Which when stopped, like a weed scorched

Retrograde Ruminations

I
of
warped words
& soundless mind
out of mindless sight
no(some)where
blurring into
the No-Go Realm
(chasing cunning
cryptic clouds
of thoughtcrimes)

I touch
no man's land
out never
where I'm supposed
to be or
not begin

I am there
not here
catastrophically
contemplating
caricatures
of contorted
mindscapes

I am here or there
out of control
cleverly out of sorts
sorting out
sordid
collusive clutter
 

evading
enemies
in the
Dog Days of Delusion
one
dissolving
poem
at a time
(time a at
emit a ta
eat
ate)

composing symphonies of

poignant
collapse
collaps
collap
colla
col
co
c

--

while
f
a
l
l
i
n
g
!NELLAF!

 

I am (t)here
heretofore
hermetically
hallucinating
(elucidating)
zephyrs of
hell

I am

Ruminations

Don’t call Moses a liar he was much more than that
There are no sands of time just time and sand
(and not enough of either in this land)
Just one way is one too many ways skin a cat.

Peter denied Jesus thrice and he still got a booking
Space is hurling through us not the other way around
Don’t

Coronal Ruminations

Coronal Ruminations
		
Here is a war let loose -
a plague upon the frailties
of our unresisting unsuspecting flesh

another plague invisible
inspired in the very air 
invading passages where 
life would breathe

does our world seem broken now
viral failures magnified
rhythms torn to dissonance
aging pains hobbled by a grieving
stillness found among the dead

leaders ape the emperor without
his clothes and shakespeare in
his

Happy Ruminations

If today was your last day what would you do? 
Where would you go? 
Who would you see? 
If today was your last day, what would you leave your loved ones as your legacy? 
Would you smile, would you laugh? Would you have the perfect day? 
If today was your last day in this amazing

Ruminations

In the story 
 You're a loose thread 
 Slipping through a lie 
 Slicing through a tattered fringe 
 Twisting on a line 

 A shred of proof 
 In a tangled ruse 
 Stripped of the sublime 
 A cobweb with a thousand folds 
 Plying for my time 
 Tearing through paper

Ruminations

Seldom does the darkness fall,
In either lonely room or banquet hall
That the memories purchased at Youth’s expense
Come back to me as fair recompense.

For when Time steals in with stealthy tread 
And alludes to the secrets that lie ahead-
Pointing to the balance of what is left,
My heart turns away feeling bereft.

For those memories made, though truly

Ruminations On the Karmic Consequences of a Harvest of Sins

Weary, sluggish and silent with apathy and 
disinterest, I sullenly reflect and 
languish....

My thoughts—thick and heavy like 
molasses—painfully churn and swirl in 
and out of my head and spill against the 
background of dead silence of my living 
room....

They are in constant motion, while I sit in 
the living room mute and gagged and bound
with

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