Your golden calf
speaks artfully in my ear
marketing its millions of worshipers-
whispers of temptation to be like you-
If all life produces are idolators
from the gold calves they adore,
where are its gardeners
its realtors
its nourishers
its doctors
its listeners
its philosophers
it cleaners
its mothers
its fathers?
These are the pillars of society.
Remember this
and don't feel ashamed of who you were meant to be.
We all have a part to play on this sea of glass
and rocky debris
I'm not sure when you left,
but my guess is, it's been a process
from the beginning.
Maybe the moment you left heaven's presence
you longed for its essence,
and left unnoticed?
Or was it when your freedom fell,
taken from the grips of hell,
and all it taught you to believe about yourself,
and life?
Or maybe when the one you
felt could change all that,
did change all that,
and left himself?
So, so did you?
Or, was it when your dad left?
Or maybe when the very definition of God
was crushed under betrayal's menacing vengeance?
Your dependence on yourself was your downfall,
you know.
And now, there's no feeling left at all.
The more you left,
the more I was left wandering,
left wondering,
how to find someone who desires to remain in the shadows
When gone goes
Positive reinforcement
All around you,
You must provide your own.
You are the prayer.
You are the God.
Beyond the sky
The plain ground calls,
Like drop of water falls,
Offering bed of roses,
A real or an imaginary paradise it poses,
Below, I wasn’t ready to break more walls.
The blue bowel above remained visible,
Reminding me to soar – it’s advisable,
A much more deadly path to thread,
Many ascended, felled but I dared,
Leaving my footprints there - indelible.
Life has never been fair,
A heavy oppression seemed to brood upon the air,
Covered time and space determines our fate,
Not a mere figment of a poet's fancy that you should hate,
But I have made my choice like the wretched bearing Sinclair.
I choose, my decision -- going beyond the tumultuous sky,
Bearing all the stifling sensation of pains, I still fly,
Because in destitution, I see no sudden gleam of insight,
Since I know only by flying higher can I see the light,
With the inspired ray in my eyes, I need to try.
I’m done dallying in maudlin regret over the past,
Since my life is moving too fast,
On a fathomless speed of movement,
To a realm of golden improvement,
There I will be self actualized at last.
A Stewart Annie Everestus's poem © 2019
S o soft the pillowed clouds bewail the rai n.
E nduring wind blows cold as long ag o
l ethargic thoughts in hollow timpan i
f oreshadowed songs to soothe my disconten t;
a nd, now awake, I sail upon this se a,
c reated strong, unlike the put z
t hat used to live inside of me. Now, I
u nhesitatingly take full contro l,
a s varied is the path I walk like plains of a' a
l eft worn and still on wind swept Oah u.
I n this, my soul, I contrive to acqui t
Z en like in my intent to remove the toxi c
a gony of self doubt invading my person a.
T empestuous feelings of certainty dispel the disbelie f.
I AM ME! Never more will I doubt my wil l
o r pander to social expectations of m e.
N ow I know my destiny, and it is without limit s...
11/11/16
Self-Actualization
Seeing how it really is.
Enlightening inner eye.
Loving truth you find as well.
Frowns and sadness, off.
Admiring your anima.
Casting out the panic,
telling the whole plot.
Unveiling life’s new menu,
along with its agenda.
Look deep into the pool.
It’s safe to tell them “Hi”.
Zest for life, a whiz,
absence of loud drama,
thus a thing of quiet,
in restful stimuli.
Oh, to know one’s self so.
Nothing like it ‘neath' the sun.
11/11/16
SELF ACTUALIZATION DOUBLE ACROSTIC
Sponsored by: San Woo
Seeing yourself for the first time
Enhancing your inner self
Limiting your self pressure
Finding whats in your soul
Abolish all the self doubt within you
Constantly searching for a way to be better
Throwing away all the darkness
Unfilled was your soul before
Aiding your soul to repair your heart
Laudable with the effort to make better
Isolating yourself no more
Zealous waiting for a new start
Attaining your own trust
Terminating self loathing
Interfering with the darkness
Observing new care in you
New empathy for your heart
Sweet sounds of every day enriching the life
Empty dark lucky enough into your lights
Life looks in the mirror at its crimson strife
Feeling within how the stars getting bright
As I walk in the garden looking for your window
Curious to collect the crystals from your braid
Towards a home in pomegranate that I know
Unable if I am to make it, I’ll lose the cool shade
An amazing struggle between two colored sparks
Lovely corridors into the world of your red roses
In the lightning and laughter that defy the dark
Zeal absolute for the shaft of light that discloses
An arrival at self designed patterns of joy in love
The words aplenty to speak in a voice of poetry
Intensely waiting inside the golden trophy cup
Of tomorrow, your pleasant trellises look at me
Nice construction and deconstruction, this life
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11/11/2016
Self Actualization Double Acrostic
Sponsor: San Woo 11/11/2016
Soul knowledge grown thru emotional searches
Eclipses vain ego perches attempts to take charge.
Living should be large from our soul’s core will,
Feeling joy thrill and pain spill, gilds soul’s sheaf.
Allow belief to trigger your spiritual agenda.
Cite déjà vu’s antenna as your eternal soul almanac
To map your experiences predetermined tract.
Ultimate feeling feedback pens your spiritual rondeau
And develops its flow to your truth knowledge area.
Live as the God of your criteria does to you reveal.
Increase your understanding, lest a dealing shanghai
Zealot such as fear, ego or greed tries to take your pizazz,
And stinking thinking unrhymes your soul’s stanza.
Take time to contemplate coolly and truly think about
Iambic thought perfection to sprout your spiritual illuminati.
Oblige the soul-memo heavenly angels constantly demo,
Nudging the human faithful to spirit freedom in Eden.
... CayCay Jennings
November 10, 2016
SELF ACTUALIZATION
Simple, Smart, Straightforward, Sophisticated.
Energetic, Enthusiastic, Efficient.
Lively, Lovable.
Faithful, Friendly.
Assertive on Analytical Approach.
Cary, Cultured, Creative.
Truthful, Tender-hearted.
Undaunted.
Affirmative, Active, Adventurous.
Loyal, Liberal.
Intelligent, Idealistic, Impulsive.
Zealous
Accomplished
Talented.
Incautious, Ingenuous.
Optimist.
Noble by nature.
Self Actualization Contest by San Woo
Sometimes we look to closest friends,
Expressly those who think we're ace:
Let them confirm our worth but still
Forget, inside us lies the proof.
Actualization calls for a
Command of strength and keen logic
To shape ourselves, at last, to get
Unknown rewards on our plateau.
And with revealed goals, we take a
Lone journey through heart and soul
In our quest...a long safari,
Zestfully seeking life's pizzazz,
And a fruitful new arena
That hones our talents as our gift.
Inner joy promotes stimuli
Of further searches, that lead to
New trails of self-completion.
Sandra M. Haight
~First Place~
Premiere Contest: Self Actualization Double Acrostic
Sponsor: San Woo
Judged: 11/13/2016
So many difficult struggles and obstacleS
Every attempt is an utter failurE
Lost hope,no one to heaL
Finally analyzed myselF
A tough process like searching raindrops in seA
Certainly protected me from the havoC
Thank God,I am buoyanT
Using this skill ,I happily prepared a tableaU
Agenda of my endeavors in this erA
Lust for success,stilL
I feel like nucleiI
Zeal to attract electrons(success) to glitZ
And let me get amnesiA
To forget the pasT
I am now eager to meet the failure's antI
On the whole, I see a new me,whO
Never want to resigN
Spontaneous is my grasp on a world endless-
Every new ability learned and created teaches me,
lessons in life and I see my beautiful,
flowing life with potential- weatherproof.
And each new poem I write is, a
curve, turn and step gigantic,
undaunted I just write and write impromptu-
At times my poems are written from a different era.
Like-minded people love my poems abysmal,
imaginative and sorrowful, and even at times Sci-fi.
Zealous, I write all night with my head abuzz,
and my pen dripping magenta-
Tattered are my memories bittersweet,
internal my soul finds words illuminati.
Obsessed often with deaths of long ago,
never-ending I write- a girl growing but still a bit broken.
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November 4, 2016
Poetry/Acrostic/Self Actualization
Copyright Protected, ID 16-846-113-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
For the contest, Self Acualization
sponsor, San Woo
Ninth Place
See yourself the finished deal no time for self reflections.
Every word you speak is taken as the absolute decree.
Look the part project the image give it overkill.
For self belief is what you need don't give your self grief
Above all know your time will come and all about the karma
Charm the leaves of the trees. just project majestic.
That's the spirit , don't let fear win, be vigilant
Under achieving not in my game, I'm the success guru
Ambition not a dirty word it's my driving force, my Buddha.
Limits are for roads by schools, my career path says they are optional.
Inner fear is not for me I eat it up as if it was the hottest chilli.
Zealously I guard my reputation like the precious jewel topaz.
Aim for the moon and you will reach the stars but not outshine my aura.
Total confidence is how I rock you'll not set me adrift.
Infused with self belief I'm your morning bowl of Fusilli.
Outlandish claims you see above, all made up as I'm loco.
Note my name is Donald Trump, and I tell more fairy tales than Hans Christian Andersen.
comp entry 04/11/2016
Seeing an ever growing list of my poems
Each and every one is so special to me
Learning to write poetry has been wonderful
Forming my first poem was a form of stress relief
All my musings come from an often crazy idea!
Challenging myself with new forms is therapeutic
Time for me to try and become a perfectionist -
Using my newfound skills to write a proper haiku!
At first I would get an idea and suffer from insomnia
Lately I am able to keep my muse under control!!
I secretly hope to be part of the poetry glitterati
Zealously I can now write with style and pizzazz!
Amazingly in November I will recite poems at a gala
There on the theatre stage I will be in the spotlight -
I may surreptitiously wave to my friends to say hi!
Oh my self-confidence will reach a crescendo
Now I’ll confess writing has become my passion!
Self Actualization Double Acrostic Contest
Sponsored by San Woo
11~03~16
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