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Poetry and Poems Two phase 2
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As Needed

Inward I go and down, dripping down
all the substance made visible.
That was fixed in a frozen state.
My world without projected from
my inner world formed,
Which  now melts and is given release. 
Blurring to oblivion  the board
long listings under the title, "Facts".
Emotions, reaction, concoction, presumption.
They will not be missed.
As I return to the void.
A place of tranquil emptiness.
To touch my roots.

 

Spanking Monkeys

Such an offense that it makes me want to shout
Folks spanking monkeys and there all about
Why isn't PETA aware of this cruel scene
Poor hairy little fellas, its really obscene
They just want to play and climb in the trees
So leave them alone, not laid over your knees
What if you were a monkey that someone just seized
and paddled away without mercy, despite all your pleas?
 

Ode to Steve Guttenberg

Where have you gone Steve Guttenberg?
I've just been wondering  how you were
We remember you fondly with lil M-5
How he died, but, then wow, he was made alive
and you with two other hapless guys
to handle one baby you needed allies
and speaking of cute, how bout cocoon
old farts getting spry, why'd you leave us so soon?
and last but not least the police academy
you caused dolts to triumph in the face of adversity
and suddenly you were gone and the series did sag
for you left the cast heartless, bubba holding the bag
Now the void apparent, the big screen is blue
Come back Steve Guttenberg, we're lost without you.
 

Nature Walk

Make my way down a path on a bright sunny day
greet the birds who are tipping their wings
A smile for all the trees as they wave in the breeze
grasp a squirrel while I tickle his belly.
Its a fine day for a stroll being part of all nature.
hugging snakes, petting stones, lapping streams
I won't be rushing thru it, amid the foliage I do sit
till I'm satiated on this world of green.

Changes

My pulse can beat out time
to it's heart's desire
But I will not be mindful
I will not inquire.
For time has lost relevance
space antiquated as well
in a new eye for fusion
these constant solids turn gel.
 

The Adversary

You've stood in my way, my only foe
Now we fight, til one is defeated
Circling each other goes on for a time
showering blows on each other repeated.
Then in the melee, there is  an epiphany
and I fake that I'll grab at his wrist.
As he maneuvers to defend, I'm then able to send
a knee to the tools of propagation.
My ego gets slow, then he crumples  low
and I say with a smile and a wink
We needn't make two, when just one will do
let that in your head finally sink.

 

Music of the Spheres

Have we found beyond this temporal
the place over the sea
A tune which resounds upon the water
you are one with eternity
 

Internal Sun

I'm solar powered, an inward sun
does melt my thick clouds away.
As the rays go out, I catch the waves
and I'm surfing them in this bright day.

 

Jettison from the Sphere of here
and sensual material understanding

I'm lifting up, I'm soaring off
all rockets of propulsion firing
no friction I feel, from this world I do peel.
with ease breaking gravity's pull
for I'm carried away, and all I can say
mission control do what you will
with my carcass.


 

Accelerating Vibe

Thanks for the vibration,
the acceleration
for it appears
that we're shifting gears.
We idled in neutral, warmed up the engine
now my conveyance is laying a patch.
But what's carrying me,
not my physical body,
Cause I see that
we've left it in the dust.

Rising Music

What's that song, has it been playing all along?
For it fills my room, and I'm caught up.
Brought up to another plane.
Where I will remain?
or will I rise 
an ever increasing arc in my wake,
shoot out of this galaxy into infinity
tho my physical body remains
seated on the couch.
Of which I'm hardly mindful.

I Been Raptured

I hear the tune playing it's calling me in
away from this world system perception
There still buying and selling, hearing and telling
but it's hard to make sense of confusion.
So I will not try, and do bid it all bye
PooF,  I'm off to a different dimension.
 

Finding and Creating


What I found is I'm part of everything
and can create freely from my part in the one.
But if I build with a mind that's divided
Tis a work tied and bound to undone.
 

Enviable Aroma
 

A gentle breeze blows cross my pits
wafting my scent does fill the room
my mate smiles, choking out compliment
you are the envy of all earthen creatures.

 

Whole Me

I call to my innocence
Go, please find the rest of me.
For much of what I am
is manufactured, a fractured creation
assembled by best efforts.
A work of good intentions
from a blueprint of "wise" choices.
built with man made tools
and an errant eye for plumb lines.

When my innocence returns
with the whole of who I am,
Then the wreaking ball will sail
to raze my condemned construct.
I won't use the broken pieces
they'll just be fuel for the fire
a beacon of reminder
That what's not of the whole
becomes a pyre.


 

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Artbywicks As needed Spanking monkeys Ode to Steve Guttenberg Nature Walk Changes The Adversary 
Music of the Spheres Internal Sun Jettison of the Sphere of Here and Sensual Material Understanding
Accelerating Vibe Rising Music I been Raptured Finding and Creating Enviable Aroma Whole Me