Syncing Poems

Based on the muse of Shakespeare's famous line of Twelfth Night-------------
" If music be the food of love, play on..." 



If music be the food of love, play on
it's sweet and caressing melody...  
Hum along strums of an hypnotic...Read More

Cathode Rays in the Darkness

Thelma Todd is on the Late Late Show,
Brought to the us by Kent cigarettes, which refines and
Refreshes with the exclusive Micronite Filter.
Her still tragic life in the steaming suburbs knows no past.
It is a sucking monster...Read More

your kiss the silence of my words...Read More

I read Eisenstein's sacred economics
a year or two ago,
and it is one of the few I still remember
and often think about 
and long for.

This ecological
theological
economic read
was my ego's cooperative investment
in TruthLeft with BeautyRight
Charles had paid-forward
in writing this cooperatively-invested exchange.

I love...Read More

Personal identity,
like politically empowered/disempowered identity,
evolves within EgoSpirited voices

Exchanging feelings
with EcoSoul's outside co-relational serenity,
anima mundi
uncovering ZeroZone bilateral Janus-faces,

Non-verbal language 
noticing co-relational
health and pathology
qualities sensed,
felt,
originally tasted

And

Verbal iconically quantitative patriarchal voices
for either Ego, or Eco
survivalist thinking
how to further colonize
Ironically matriarchal both-and thrivalist
ego/eco-feeling co-relative...Read More

When you call out my name,
Like you often do:
It smells like jasmine
Between me and you,
The nectarine voice 
And the wooing you;
I'm one step closer to you!

When you walk by my side
Like you often do:
It dissipates my fears
Of solitude;
The patter of...Read More

In a blue sky
The sun was crying all the day
Didn't say why
Felt it hadn't had to say
Cause all the players in the play
With forgotten parts have walked off stage
Mumbling tongue twister tangled lines
Like lost Edenic fruitless vines
Lip syncing someone else's...Read More

Silhouette
Written: by Tom Wright
January 2015

A country singer
Led on stage by balloon bouquet,
Spotlights Silhouette her body
On the wall behind;
As she faces a sea of noise
Or canned noise
Since she can’t see;
Thick rising stage fog
Begins to envelope her body
As the show begins;
Just another...Read More

I rise,
with cock and crow.

I sense,
the Who, the How.

I move,
from Intent to Act.

I gauge and guess -
overthinking here,
underthinking there.
I weigh and wonder -
overworrying fear,
wonder syncing here.

I react or respond -
overshooting now,
then undershooting. 

I finish, a fallow field
long afore the sun
winks...Read More

Dancing with the Sun, 
Union with being known as One. 
Holding hands with the wind, 
Syncing with the force of gravity. 
Living with the Earth, 
Breathing with the beings of life. 
Harmonizing with the rain, 
Embracing all feelings, from joy...Read More

The Raven by The Alan Parsons Project
https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=170&v=mfBpxfRAPo4

through my sleeping
a bit of napping
I kissed the glimpse
of a wrapper tapping...
countless creations
of ever lasting
flipped the switch
in tricks of timing

t’is only this...

at pebbles shore
the silken lips
of evermore
whispering in mist
of wishes lore
then into heaven
raven soars
and...Read More

With trepidation, loneliness, and fear,
I called to you 
And you lived pristinely
You lived in my heart 

I heard their mystical, sage voices cry out
“The one you seek is coming,
Oh so soon is he coming!
And what a formidable union it shall...Read More

Farcical characters of ill gestures,
they be no friends of mime

Mute clown suits
wearing viol marionette smiles
all of the puppet string time

I tell you, of a silent truth,
those pretzel-tongue jester troupes
are theatrical buffoons 
spoofing on a global would trivial comedy stage 

These...Read More

MOONLIGHTING

swaddled by the stars,
moonlight swaying.
obeying sandswept eyes
and yawns of sleep.

dreams appearing
in seraphic shadows,
lighting up the inner room —
anamnesis of sunlight breadth.

drilling of the hands
and feet in repetition —
knitting needles syncing, lips
rehearsing the alphabet.

dot to dot of neuron hours
handsomely pieced
in gigantic...Read More

I have walked a long distance
In pursuit of happiness I guess
I encountered resistance, while driving down memory lane
Until I ran out of gas

I have blindfolds on my eyes
To keep you out of my sight
But I still see you in my...Read More

I rise,
with cock and crow.

I sense,
the Who, the How.

I move,
from Intent to Act.

I gauge and guess -
overthinking here,
underthinking there.
I weigh and wonder -
overworrying fear,
wonder syncing here.

I react or respond -
overshooting now,
then undershooting. 

I finish, a fallow field
long afore the sun
winks...Read More

I lie, 
on my large comfort bed.. 
counting seconds,
syncing my heartbeat,
with the tick of the great white clock,
above my head. 
What I'm thinking, 
even I do not know..
Clouds have formed on my thoughts...
Fogs have scathed my vision, 
hence, I cannot...Read More

 

Their
Heart
Does beat
Syncing 
Up with the
One universal
Consciousness that exist in he
Resonating throughout the entire universe
Considering everything rotating in a circular twist, is how mass exist
Contemplating it with a spiritual twist comes when one takes it with a faithful risk
Vibrating entirely...Read More

You come into school
And walk with your friends
You go to first hour
And talk with your friends
I come into school
And walk to class late
I come to first hour
And start working
You put in your earbuds
And smile as your favorite song plays
I put...Read More

*1) "Tone it down" as much as I possibly can 
- There could be children presently attending my rant
And I want them all to ask their folks 
To buy my Poetry Book later this year; 
So an enraged parent can...Read More

There is only integrity,
and therefore we are,
and therefore I am
integrity.

There is only integrity
of and in and for each moment's potential,
so only integrity as eternal potential,
self-other perpetual regeneration.

There is only ecopolitical integrity for human nature,
so there is only ecological health integrity
for...Read More

This pleasant morning I began
my retiring day as usual
with more reflective readings,
today from “Pronoia is the Antidote for Paranoia”
Rob Brezsny.

“In January 2003, 
a Muslim gas station attendant saved a New York synagogue from arson
with his phone call to 911.
Pakistan immigrant...Read More

Shalom, Aloha, Namaste

Identity is rooted in socioeconomic health of mutual trust,
beginning in utero
swimming about in embryonic nutrition,
rather than active distrust
or more passive mistrust of the relatively unknown
yet somehow paranoic alien, Other.

The psychological fuel for polypathic political trust
is capacity for empathy,
which...Read More

Cynosure

Not so sure cynosure
surrounded by an
entourage of well paid
admirers.
Circus whore
performing tricks
for those who
worship costumed
beauty.
Underscored cynosure
frail ego’s faults
magnified
on stadium screens,
lip syncing a
voiceless lie.
Dinosaur cynosure
too soon afraid
of ageing
too late to savor
youth.


6/23/2016

submitted to – Cynosure – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Nayda Ivette Negron


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Why does sacrilegious
mean struggling against sacred religion
rather than struggling with re-ligioning divinity
as notnot dualling dividity?

How could prodigal sons and daughters
struggle against their prodigy potential,
yet not struggle with their prodigious potentiality?

When would a natural spirit
struggle against spirituality
rather than struggle with nondual...Read More