Transitions Descending
Transitions descending,
And not subtle at all.
These 'cosmic' transitions,
Are not kept on pause to stall.
Transitions descending,
Affecting human minds.
These 'cosmic' transitions,
Are of a different kind.
Transitions descending,
And with messages to us sent.
We are part of the Universe.
A transitional event,
That has us mentally spent.
Transitions descending,
And not subtle at all.
These 'cosmic' transitions,
Are not kept on pause to stall.
Transitions descending,
Affecting human minds.
These 'cosmic' transitions,
Are of a different kind...
Changing times we find.
Transitions descending...
And speeding up consciousness.
What was once thought to be...
AS IT IS,
ISN'T
As we thought known and meant.
What was once thought to be...
AS IT IS,
ISN'T
As we thought known and meant.
What was once thought to be...
AS IT IS,
ISN'T.
No it isn't.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Chaotic Beauty
The sky transitions from morning to night
Darkness fills around us like a blanket waiting to suffocate us
When we fall asleep we think that our troubles will go away
But when we wake up they pester at us even more
The sky transitions from day to night
The sky does not sleep
And neither do our troubles
So as the sky tansotions from night to morning
We face our problems head on
But everyday
Every hour, minute and second new problems appear
Our world is total chaos that will never be tamed.
Evolvement
One can not live a life,
Refusing to accept its transitions.
Many state they will remain unchanged.
And unlike some they come to criticize,
They will keep their feet planted on the Earth.
With kept pretentions denied.
To not comprehend the evolving done,
When one from birth,
Back to Earth all are 'unconditionally' welcomed...
And no one is shunned,
Is a belief any one can remain unchanged,
On this Earth to be perceived as one to be 'earthy'.
To experience what they 'conceive' leaves them uncommon.
All are here to grow to bloom...
With a whithering to make room as nature chooses.
To be foolish about the changing phases of these transitions,
Is one observed to be afflicted with ego self inflated.
And here to judge self righteously,
How others bloom from a bud to nourish Earth's 'evolvement'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Metamorphosis
time melts
flux transitions
shadows
skin tissues
peeled minds
transmutations
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The real art of conducting consists in transitions.
quote by Gustav Mahler
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Life, it seems, is nothing if not a series of initiations, transitions, and incorporations.
quote by Alan Dundes
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Never Deeply Appreciative
Seldom do transitions come,
With a subtlety elusive and delicate.
Some come like an eathquake,
That disturbs and shakes...
Those asleep to awaken.
Seldom does a shock,
Comes to prepare those aware of it...
To block and stop.
With an alternative...
To figure out in accepted procrastination.
And seldom is that which is rare,
Will await patiently for comparisons to make.
Like a love that is given with friendship.
With an existence given...
A disrespect to regard as one chooses.
Seldom do transitions come,
With a subtlety elusive and delicate.
Some come like an eathquake,
That disturbs and shakes...
Those asleep to awaken.
The existence of them given,
Has meaning and purpose.
To ignore the effect...
Is to be totally unconscious.
And those who are...
Totally unconscious,
Are never deeply appreciative of anything!
Only to compensate for their dissatisfactions...
With the aid of excuses to solicit and sell.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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But transitions from the politics of violence to democratic compromise are always messy.
quote by Timothy Garton Ash
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Seasons
transeasonal transitions-
moons and harvests
transcendent revolutions-
'round the light of day
resolutions each new year
summer, winter, spring or fall
cyclic orchestra, nature's call
asymmetric symmetry, pulsing breast
cosmic poetry, life-long quest
young and old, near or far
Pilgrim's Warder, guiding star.
poem by Frederick Kesner
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Transitions: A Hobo's View
They once stood naked,
Embarrassed to swing,
Cellulites, whispered their ages; except
Scaled ones like snakes,
Shiny films, peel like plastic.
The hobo perches there engrossed.
Transitions impel him to freeze the beauty.
His dirty mind undresses them all,
He sees them all naked, his indulgence.
Captures; seasons, changes, the nascent.
Bulbs crack the earth, buds split into,
Cups, bells, trumpets; the fragrances.
Irritated; skin, the nostrils,
Irate eyes, bloodshot.
Warmth, laughter, surprises.
Today the parade; an assortment
Tinges; mauve, magentas, iodine, neon,
Yellow, white, purple, bluish.
That profusion, strokes his imagination.
The orgasm he lends his pen; shapes and shades,
Frantic, he captures transitions.
Sneezing, scratching, rubbing the red eyes.
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As we watch TV or films, there are no organic transitions, only edits. The idea of A becoming B, rather than A jumping to B, has become foreign.
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Newt has two transitions behind him. First he had to capture control of the House. He had to get the Republican budget through. He had to get the Contract With America through. He has done that.
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The choice of personnel, perhaps the most important choice (because 'people are policy'), never proceeds according to plan, but there have been some successful transitions that upheld high standards.
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Anytime you have a difficult encounter with your child, there is a good chance that at least one of these factors is bringing out the worst in him or her: transitions, time pressure, competition for your attention, conflicting objectives.
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Since in music we deal with notes, not words, with chords, with transitions, with color and expression, the musical meaning always based on those notes as written and nothing else - has to be divined.
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Civilization Purpose Secrets
massive complex
inter-dimensional
works of art
civilization
composite layers
superimposed
complexities
civilization
strata shifts
origins not readings
theory civilizations
products transitions
origins thoughts
desires quests
comings of ages
hunter gather
stone ages
metal worker
agrarian societies
empire expansions
industrial revolutions
ideas as thought keys
imagination solutions
knowledge time quests
thoughts fathers to deeds
knowledge transformation seeds
civilizations society believes
minds power creations
minds fuel transformations
minds manifest changes
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Should I Stay Or Should I Go?
infamous poet James K Baxter attains
distilled depth in 'Pig Island Letters (2) '
but I believe an OE would have added
extra dimensions in maturity to James
K to other stay at home kiwi artists?
experience of living in other countries
cultures marrying into different mind
concepts thought altering transitions...
birth into a multicultural awareness
realization added artistic dimensions...
what is touchstone mythic New Zealand
poets ability to titillate pub audiences?
buzz rebels high-octane iconic prophets
personify rural kiwiana in adept strokes
rot old swanndri worn in wet bush tramps
pavlova chocolate fish pineapple lumps...
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Seasons and The Ignorant Bus
I, at some point had
a feeling for
the seasons
A sort of excitement
for the transitions
The dropp in temperature
and the cool
melting snow
The way the leaves change
from the green essence
of life
to the orange and red
farewell
At this time
of my life
I marveled at
the seasons
while thinking about
God and love
But now
I ride a ignorant bus
traveling to locations
titled 'Point A
and Point B'
The face of change
still exists
but my ability
to allow my jaw
to drop
has long since
been dead
poem by Justin Tallman Gonzalez
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Aurora Borealis
_Commemorative of the Dissolution of armies at the Peace_
May, 1865
What power disbands the Northern Lights
After their steely play?
The lonely watcher feels an awe
Of Nature's sway,
As when appearing,
He marked their flashed uprearing
In the cold gloom--
Retreatings and advancings,
(Like dallyings of doom),
Transitions and enhancings,
And bloody ray.
The phantom-host has faded quite,
Splendor and Terror gone
Portent or promise--and gives way
To pale, meek Dawn;
The coming, going,
Alike in wonder showing--
Alike the God,
Decreeing and commanding
The million blades that glowed,
The muster and disbanding--
Midnight and Morn.
poem by Herman Melville
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The Sinking Ship
The ship is sinking and we all have to get out
I wonder if there are enough life boats about,
that are able to take us safely to the distant shore
where we may live happily for a while once more.
The old boat is going down as it has had its day
and all that we know and love is passing away.
It seems strange and sad how this has come about
but the evidence is clear without a shadow of doubt.
For those who have been prepared the way is certain
but for those who are not there's an invisible curtain
between them and that to where they could be going
as the paths to that destination are not at all showing.
There's been too many changes in a world gone mad
and so many of them have only turned out to be bad.
And when people think too much of themselves and so little of others
they perpetuate ignorance which neglects we’re all sisters and brothers.
As people also demand more than personal things of need
it usually only results in satisfying an obsession with greed.
If this is too strong a statement to which many will object
there are subtle implications that will prove it to be correct.
Some individual transitions will provide the necessary steps to begin
as this will set the example for other things to follow suit and be akin
to the general trend that usually determines the way and pace
which gains momentum at times for most of the human race.
The systems of nature existing must be maintained for survival
and this means that there will have to be quite a major revival.
As there's really so much around which we now all stand to lose
if we don't do anything about it there'll be nothing left to choose.
In viewing the situation clearly we must all understand the cost
of everything we have now before it's all forever completely lost.
And if this seems too much now for most people to consider
then it will be more so when there's no alternative to deliver.
poem by George Krokos
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Black Bird
Welcome to the cycle
of my metamorphosing
reason and unreasoning
The overabundance of my
ruminating transitions
for in my soliloquy
everything sinks
Like the tired sunset
leaning on a pillar
engulfed by my garish plumes
and flustered glacial air
And these stagnant trees
that I passed by
leaving me rooted deep
in their irony
I was born by the maudlin night
fecundated by her brooding
with peripatetic wings
that only flies in the dark
of a panther-lurking night
to escape from the misery
my tarnished sleep had hatched
Like the clockwork of migration
darkness wants more blackness
for I revel with death
in her celestial pantheon
so I darted through the void
without a flinch or recoil
because in me
everything sinks.
poem by Norman Santos
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