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Oval Octagons ( Square Circles Part 2 )
Trapezoids trap me with lines intersected...
Radial diameters internally fall...
Injected polygons, purely perfected...
Sick shapes help to build this foul wall...
Hexagonal angles just mangled my soul...
Perpendicular pretexts, I lost all control...
Pointless pentagons...
Oval octagans...
Geometrical shapes without tips keep me whole....
Radial diameters internally fall...
Injected polygons, purely perfected...
Sick shapes help to build this foul wall...
Hexagonal angles just mangled my soul...
Perpendicular pretexts, I lost all control...
Pointless pentagons...
Oval octagans...
Geometrical shapes without tips keep me whole....
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Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
Part two of my poem Square Circles.
One phrase poem
One phrase Poem
(C) By Owner ( that 's me ;-) )
Better an empty wallet than broken guitar strings
(C) By Owner ( that 's me ;-) )
Better an empty wallet than broken guitar strings
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Posted: Jan 2018
About this poem:
it is allways a phrase I use when I am feeling not quit fine ...it boosts up my moral
deafness arrives
outliving the fantasy of we
when people speak I merely breathe
I'm not the chose
just one of those
who's just not there
anymore
heady rhythm of my sinus
in tune with my tinitus
a whole new land give to me
tryin' to find my way around
and so far I've found the ground
so I stop and stand alone
and think too much of what I've sown
that has brought me to no sound
now a brand new trek to take
every step a huge mistake
not sensing any call
caroming off nonexistent walls
as though I'm not really awake
when people speak I merely breathe
I'm not the chose
just one of those
who's just not there
anymore
heady rhythm of my sinus
in tune with my tinitus
a whole new land give to me
tryin' to find my way around
and so far I've found the ground
so I stop and stand alone
and think too much of what I've sown
that has brought me to no sound
now a brand new trek to take
every step a huge mistake
not sensing any call
caroming off nonexistent walls
as though I'm not really awake
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Posted: Jan 2018
Post CommentThe Human Experience
There is no greater story that has existed in history than that of our species.
We have always been an inquisitive series of creatures,
Ever since our ancestors took their first steps out of the primordial lakes
And observed the beautiful world around them.
They were primitive, yet had a yearning for knowledge through exploration and experimentation.
As our species has advanced throughout the last 200,000 years,
We have made fascinating discoveries about ourselves, the world around us, and beyond,
Yet our ancestors’ primitive and infantile behaviors have continued to remain in existence,
Even after all of these years of evolution.
It is surprising how our species has always been riddled with contradictions and irony.
We have an understanding of how to care for one another,
Yet some of us have been abused through egotistical desires and manipulation.
We want to share this beautiful planet and it’s bountifuls,
While some of us horde it for ourselves.
We want to live in peace and co-existence,
Yet some of us attack one another over frivolous quarrels,
Which results in verbal disputes or bloodshed.
We have created several inventions and concepts during our time on this planet,
Yet we have designed them to purposely help or hurt one another.
These contradictions often come from the worst of human errors, such as money and power,
two of which have vastly poisoned the minds of both the controllers and the controlled.
The belief that money is somehow legitimate is only a mere superstition, which has been enforced by the historical tyrants who claim they rightfully own this world.
This superstition is why many people impulsively ignore the injustices happening right in front of them,
and shows that money itself is a false reward compared to a love of this planet and it’s inhabitants.
Believing one has a supposed devine power over others is detrimental,
And shows how foolish and egotistical they can become.
A prime example of this is getting other people to do their bidding.
A religious parent isn’t proud their child made their first communion,
Instead the parent only concerned about getting a positive review from those in their congregation.
If a student doesn’t do as their told,
Their teacher believes they can rightfully-so restrict them of their human rights and freedoms.
If a person refuses to participate legalized theft (commonly called taxes),
The politicians and their enforcers believe they can legally kidnap and cage that person.
Despite these two human errors,
We are continuously pushing to become a race of free, open-minded individuals,
Instead of shackled slaves.
Our ancestors were shackle-less when they began their lives,
Yet some of us insanely believing we need to be shackled
Has led to the most inhumane injustices waged upon us.
Due to our natural sense of intuition,
We universally agree that those actions have always been wrong,
But we have sadly become so accustomed to them,
We have become lost and unaware of a way out,
Even when carrying a torch through the dark canals of our situations.
Becoming a race of natural, and intelligence-embracing, human beings isn’t impossible,
It simply requires learning from the mountain of mistakes we’ve made in the past,
And continuing to persist forward.
However, nothing is as clearly evident as our immaturity and ignorance causing nothing but backfire.
We have good faith that our descendants will live in the world we dreamed of,
Yet it is important and imperative that we push the boulder into motion
For a beautiful world to exist in the future.
Us doing so in one way or another shows we are capable of gradually acquiring maturity and wisdom,
And in a world of mature and wise people,
The power structure our corrupted brothers and sisters created will be overthrown,
And the dream world we hold dear will finally become a reality one day.
We have always been an inquisitive series of creatures,
Ever since our ancestors took their first steps out of the primordial lakes
And observed the beautiful world around them.
They were primitive, yet had a yearning for knowledge through exploration and experimentation.
As our species has advanced throughout the last 200,000 years,
We have made fascinating discoveries about ourselves, the world around us, and beyond,
Yet our ancestors’ primitive and infantile behaviors have continued to remain in existence,
Even after all of these years of evolution.
It is surprising how our species has always been riddled with contradictions and irony.
We have an understanding of how to care for one another,
Yet some of us have been abused through egotistical desires and manipulation.
We want to share this beautiful planet and it’s bountifuls,
While some of us horde it for ourselves.
We want to live in peace and co-existence,
Yet some of us attack one another over frivolous quarrels,
Which results in verbal disputes or bloodshed.
We have created several inventions and concepts during our time on this planet,
Yet we have designed them to purposely help or hurt one another.
These contradictions often come from the worst of human errors, such as money and power,
two of which have vastly poisoned the minds of both the controllers and the controlled.
The belief that money is somehow legitimate is only a mere superstition, which has been enforced by the historical tyrants who claim they rightfully own this world.
This superstition is why many people impulsively ignore the injustices happening right in front of them,
and shows that money itself is a false reward compared to a love of this planet and it’s inhabitants.
Believing one has a supposed devine power over others is detrimental,
And shows how foolish and egotistical they can become.
A prime example of this is getting other people to do their bidding.
A religious parent isn’t proud their child made their first communion,
Instead the parent only concerned about getting a positive review from those in their congregation.
If a student doesn’t do as their told,
Their teacher believes they can rightfully-so restrict them of their human rights and freedoms.
If a person refuses to participate legalized theft (commonly called taxes),
The politicians and their enforcers believe they can legally kidnap and cage that person.
Despite these two human errors,
We are continuously pushing to become a race of free, open-minded individuals,
Instead of shackled slaves.
Our ancestors were shackle-less when they began their lives,
Yet some of us insanely believing we need to be shackled
Has led to the most inhumane injustices waged upon us.
Due to our natural sense of intuition,
We universally agree that those actions have always been wrong,
But we have sadly become so accustomed to them,
We have become lost and unaware of a way out,
Even when carrying a torch through the dark canals of our situations.
Becoming a race of natural, and intelligence-embracing, human beings isn’t impossible,
It simply requires learning from the mountain of mistakes we’ve made in the past,
And continuing to persist forward.
However, nothing is as clearly evident as our immaturity and ignorance causing nothing but backfire.
We have good faith that our descendants will live in the world we dreamed of,
Yet it is important and imperative that we push the boulder into motion
For a beautiful world to exist in the future.
Us doing so in one way or another shows we are capable of gradually acquiring maturity and wisdom,
And in a world of mature and wise people,
The power structure our corrupted brothers and sisters created will be overthrown,
And the dream world we hold dear will finally become a reality one day.
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Posted: Jan 2018
About this poem:
This is what my understanding of humanity, and our place on this planet, has become over the yearsRemember Your Origins
As hard as it may seem to accept at first, we, along with various other lifeforms on Earth, actually are alien beings. Whenever one of us is alerted when we see a spaceship from outside of this world, the aliens piloting it most-likely are reacting the same way when seeing us as well. Its common for both of us to be in awe because of differently we may look and live. This tends to change our perception of what's outside of what we have come to call “the norm”, possibly making us more accepting of what's different and new. These kinds of changes inside of us are no different than if we travel to a new location on Earth, making us all strangers in strange lands.
Perhaps the aliens that visit Earth may be our ancient ancestors, and their possible reason for being here is to watch over their decendents like any good parent would. (Although there's no evidence to prove it,) the matter that was used to create Earth may have also been used to create their planets a very long time ago. It's possible that our solar system may have looked and functioned very differently as well. Try to imagine what they could've been like. What did our alien ancestors look like? How did they live? Were some of them more advanced than us or less? What were their planets like? If time machines were commonly used today, it'd be fascinating to travel back in time to get the answers to these kinds of questions, and experience what our ancestors' lives were like. Unfortunately, it's also possible that their planets had to die in order for Earth, and all of it's inhabitants, to be born.
After reading the above, you may develop a new appreciation for various types of lifeforms whether it be from Earth or the stars. Imagine how differently all of humanity would live or behave, most-likely for the better, when they realize they themselves are alien beings. Perhaps we'll finally find the answers to what it means to be human and finding our place in the universe. I'd imagine that once this mental transition takes full effect across the globe, humans will reduce their superficial differences to mere labels and stop judging others because of them. Thankfully with space exploration on the verge of existence, this realization will one day come upon us. Like many of you, I too can't wait for that dream to finally become a reality.
Perhaps the aliens that visit Earth may be our ancient ancestors, and their possible reason for being here is to watch over their decendents like any good parent would. (Although there's no evidence to prove it,) the matter that was used to create Earth may have also been used to create their planets a very long time ago. It's possible that our solar system may have looked and functioned very differently as well. Try to imagine what they could've been like. What did our alien ancestors look like? How did they live? Were some of them more advanced than us or less? What were their planets like? If time machines were commonly used today, it'd be fascinating to travel back in time to get the answers to these kinds of questions, and experience what our ancestors' lives were like. Unfortunately, it's also possible that their planets had to die in order for Earth, and all of it's inhabitants, to be born.
After reading the above, you may develop a new appreciation for various types of lifeforms whether it be from Earth or the stars. Imagine how differently all of humanity would live or behave, most-likely for the better, when they realize they themselves are alien beings. Perhaps we'll finally find the answers to what it means to be human and finding our place in the universe. I'd imagine that once this mental transition takes full effect across the globe, humans will reduce their superficial differences to mere labels and stop judging others because of them. Thankfully with space exploration on the verge of existence, this realization will one day come upon us. Like many of you, I too can't wait for that dream to finally become a reality.
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Posted: Jan 2018
About this poem:
What does it truly mean to be human?
The Rhythm
The constant sound of raindrops on a surface that echoes its repetitions
And the rhythmic measure in between
Interrupted intermittently by wind gusts competeing for the cadence
Brilliant and strobelike lightning, provides a disco backdrop
To the thunders solo drum
And I watched in awed rapture
As the storm sought out the rhythm.
And the rhythmic measure in between
Interrupted intermittently by wind gusts competeing for the cadence
Brilliant and strobelike lightning, provides a disco backdrop
To the thunders solo drum
And I watched in awed rapture
As the storm sought out the rhythm.
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Posted: Dec 2017
About this poem:
Storms have always fascinated me, and if one isn't too severe I'm drawn to go out and feel it's energy .I sense a subtle rhythm to what is to many chaos.
Gentle stranger
Do not be afraid my gentle stranger
I could give you the words eternal
but they are as thin lines along the highway
scattered
Do not be afraid my one-time sister
call wild for the season vernal
this mantle on its axis bleeds
serene
I could give you the words eternal
but they are as thin lines along the highway
scattered
Do not be afraid my one-time sister
call wild for the season vernal
this mantle on its axis bleeds
serene
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Posted: Dec 2017
About this poem:
There is a man, in a box
Morning light
On this chilly December morn
branches and tree trunks are
bathed in the resplended light
of the rising sun
With every passing moment tints
and hues of spectral magic carress
my adoring eyes
There is a subtle whisper beckoning
me to dream of worlds unknown in
the changing coulors of dawn
I drink the deep quiet of soul with
every cup of morning mist
I take a breath and my spirit bows
to the morning light and to Him
who commands the day**
branches and tree trunks are
bathed in the resplended light
of the rising sun
With every passing moment tints
and hues of spectral magic carress
my adoring eyes
There is a subtle whisper beckoning
me to dream of worlds unknown in
the changing coulors of dawn
I drink the deep quiet of soul with
every cup of morning mist
I take a breath and my spirit bows
to the morning light and to Him
who commands the day**
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Posted: Dec 2012
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From Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Manon, Ballerina
“Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.”
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Posted: Dec 2017
Post CommentTHE GREAT ETHEREAL CONVERSATION
THE GREAT ETHEREAL CONVERSATION
In the mirror world of sleep
Lies the realm of our dreams
The ethereal world
That never sleeps
And there
Everyone talks
A million different people
And all your friend
A n endless conversation
Love
Compassion
And understanding
Always someone there
And never ignorance
Old faces
New faces
No need to fear
Or hurt
Everyone open
And mean what they say
Not just after your money
And an easy lay
No need to hide
Or build a wall
behind the veil
In the world of sleep
More alluring than
It's physical reflection
Then the dreams want you
More than the world
So begins the endless dream
In the mirror world of sleep
Lies the realm of our dreams
The ethereal world
That never sleeps
And there
Everyone talks
A million different people
And all your friend
A n endless conversation
Love
Compassion
And understanding
Always someone there
And never ignorance
Old faces
New faces
No need to fear
Or hurt
Everyone open
And mean what they say
Not just after your money
And an easy lay
No need to hide
Or build a wall
behind the veil
In the world of sleep
More alluring than
It's physical reflection
Then the dreams want you
More than the world
So begins the endless dream
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Posted: Jul 2016
About this poem:
A companion piece to 'the great silence of Earth'... it speaks of the 'mirror' world that the ethereal world of our dreams represents, where people talk for real, never abandon you, never are ignorant to you, and is our own personal paradise... and how, as one becomes older, the dreams become more alluring than the physical world, until, eventually, we choose not to return from the dreamscape world...Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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