Connected
My planet.
My temporary home.
Where I began.
Where I will end.
My human being.
It's core, battling my inner core.
For control of my mind.
Gravity, pulling my thoughts downward.
To limit my sight.
I go within.
To my core.
My energy is love.
It is written, that it will endure all.
Beyond the earth.
Beyond the universe.
I find myself, no longer torn,
But now complete.
My third eye opens in my mind.
Complete sight from what previously was unseen.
Opening the mind to the creator.
I can channel.
My thoughts now upward.
Flowing through me.
Not as thought, but as being.
Spiritual being.
No longer feeling separated.
But connected.
Connected to everything.
No longer chained, but free to explore.
I am enlightened.
Gravity has lost.
Love has won.
Looking down, I see my bottom.
Looking up, I see my eternity.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Vast
Each day I awaken,
And I thank God for His blessings.
Also I give thanks...
To those spiritual guides,
I rely on to lead me.
The ones assigned to my lifeline.
Vast is the mind.
And I want mine to explore.
I can not ignore being a part of this experience.
And connected to the whole I am!
All of us are.
Some are conflicted by their existence.
I accept a diffusion...
Without confusing the abundance of it all.
By limitations that restrict a curiousity I am born with!
To think, feel and nourish comes from the core.
That same 'core' that has established the process of thought!
This within us is the same.
Without 'it' all of us would have worthless and thoughtless brains!
Although some may refuse to see it that way.
But that is the only purpose we exist!
To give back to 'it' which has given!
Like a grateful prayer expressed.
It's just that simple.
And also the cause of splits...
In relationships.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Only when one is connected to one's inner core is one connected to others. And, for me, the core, the inner spring, can best be re-found through solitude.
quote by Anne Spencer Morrow Lindbergh
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A Thinker
How long are my thoughts alive?
Only until they move on.For new ones enter my mind each day
and the old ones are gone.
The simpler the thought,
the longer the stay.
Complex thinking is not for me.
I simply push it away.
I wake up sleepy
with eyes still closed
but my mind comes alive with thought
and then I am exposed
to multiple thoughts that surface again
and I've not even started my day.
Sometimes I wish to be thought-free
but I know that's not my way.
For thinkers are edgy, never complete
until a thought's on their mind.
And so I've learned to accept these things
and let them slowly unwind.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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You Are No Longer There!
I no longer hold you like I held you
When I held you...
I no longer want to...in my mind.
I no longer see you like I see you
When I saw you...
I no longer do that, with my time!
Lemonade kisses I licked we onced shared,
I don't even want them anymore...I'm full!
I no longer miss you like I missed you
When missing you...
It's no longer an issue to be defined!
Too messy...
'I no longer love you? ' Bring myself to love you?
Could you bring me peace of mind instead of puzzles
Of your pain...again? That pain...AGAIN? ..NO! '
I no longer hold you like I held you...
Enfolded holding you,
I no longer want to...in my mind!
I no longer see you,
Like I saw you when we met!
I no longer do that...
You're no longer there!
And I have no regrets!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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ALZHEIMER'S ZONG(for my old pal Al)
'The soul bone's
connected to the heart bone! '
'The heart bone's
connected to the mind bone! '
'The mind bone's
connected to the bone bone! '
'The bone bone's
connected to the thought bone! '
'The Thought bone's
connected to the Time bone! '
'The Time bone's
connected to the memory bone! '
'The memory bone's...'
'The memory bones...'
'... memory's bones...'
'Now where have all
the words
...gone! '
*******
I used to look after someone with Alzheimer's and she used to sing this over and over and chuckle to herself until the wordsand she gradually faded away and there was no enough memory and wit to sustain the song or her any longer.
poem by Dónall Dempsey
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Forever In Poetic Rhymes
The emptiness inside shields my thoughts,
Desperate not to reveal my feelings so true.
Yet another mask of comfort has been bought,
Only to be revealed when I am with you...
Emotions dine upon the eyes of my soul,
Like rust you eat away at my very core.
Training thoughts in my mind to make you whole,
So that we may have so much more...
Teach me the power of exquisite pain,
So that I may hurt you as you have hurt me.
Show me once more and yet again,
So the pain you have caused may set me free...
Yet why have you claimed the core of my heart?
When I tried to forget the thought of you so many times.
Could it be that love was meant to start,
And we were meant to be, forever in poetic rhymes...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Everything You Don’t Know About Me
My mind is lost
My heart is lost
My body is lost
My spirit is lost
And I don’t know
If I can find it.
My pride is somewhat lost
My soul is somewhat lost
My thoughts are somewhat lost
My words are somewhat lost
Can not find what to say.
My life is confused
My daily happiness
Is still confused.
My smiles that I give
Are confused
But I don’t want to pretend
That I am happy when I’m not.
The smiles are numb to me
The laughs are numb to me
The good spirit is numb to me
The goals are lost and forever
Numb to me.
The love is no longer there
The happiness is no longer there
The smiles and pretending is
No longer there.
The happy thoughts are
No longer there.
Nowhere to be found
This is me.
But I don’t get it
They hurt me
Can’t they see?
Maybe I should just stay out
Of their lives.
poem by Kimberly Santistevan
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Take five
I disassociate my mind
from the coarse body housing me.
I leave the density behind
Untrammelled, free from gravity
I revel in the liberty
and travel at the speed of thought
to anywhere I want to be.
With other entities consort.
Communicating mind to mind
there can be no dishonesty
We can no longer hide behind
a mask or false identity.
Here kindred souls can congregate
and share their commonality.
Although we must appreciate
freedom’s only temporary.
It’s sad but true we must return
back to our bodies once again.
Full freedom we have yet to earn
we must endure the denser plane.
Bu those of us who meditate
until we can achieve release
Can for a while appreciate
the benefits of perfect peace.
Though we return reluctantly
we are refreshed and ready to
face any problems there may be
that lie in wait back home for you.
5-Mar-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Centred experimental form
Centred
The silence of the night profound.
Unbroken by the slightest sound.
Envelopes me.
Serenity envelopes me
From earthly worries I am free
Just for a while.
I can enjoy just for a while
a complete change from my life style.
No need to rush.
I am content no need to rush.
Sit quietly amidst the hush.
I still my mind.
Effortlessly I still my mind
and meditate until I find
my inner core.
When I have reached my inner core
I need not struggle any more.
I am at peace.
I realise I am at peace
when all my errant thought trains cease.
I can just be.
I understand I can just be
if only temporarily.
Then I must go.
An hour or two then I must go
back to the noisy world I know.
Reluctantly.
Surrendering reluctantly
the only time that I am free
to be just me.
21-Oct-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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The Corer
Like coagulant poetry,
This congealed core of universe,
Became the spider,
Multi-dimensional as it grew;
In the form of a great web,
Masquerading as heavy matter,
Of condensed time,
Of condensed memory,
Like coagulant poetry,
This congealed core of universe.
Like curdled helium,
Amidst thin hydrogen left behind,
Bubbles and illusions,
To be the center of Sun,
Like coagulant poetry,
To be the solar spider.
We in this congealed core of universe,
Effervesce no longer;
To weave the rainbow of human web,
To create the unforeseen,
The super-spider,
This rainbow of human web,
Textured by heavy genes,
Begotten of coagulant poetry.
Yet some delight in cored poetry,
In coring of this bubbled universe,
In coring of coreless illusions.
poem by Bhanu Padmo
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Take a Break
I dreamt a dream with in a dream.
I did not know it could be so.
All part and parcel of the scheme
my mind creates, so that I know.
The human mind can’t be restrained
by any kind of boundaries
but refuses to be constrained
and demonstrates abilities.
Above beyond all that we know.
Though bodies ruled by gravity
are limited and cannot go
The Human mind can still fly free.
To where our bodies cannot go.
Explore the universe at will.
I am convinced it must be so
That is why our dreams fulfil.
Much more than can reality.
The humdrum world of every day
we can escape in fantasy
Just free your mind and let play.
You’ll find it will relieve your stress
You can forget what troubles you
The worries that you can’t express
Just close your eyes, that’s all you do.
A day dream is holiday
That everyone’s entitled to.
I am quite sure you know the way
to slip off for hour or two.
6-Nov-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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How Far
Into the bowels of a hell fire and back again I would go.
There are no boundaries when it comes to true love.
The end of the earth is not far enough neither to travel nor through a super black hole
to a quantum singularity at the universe core could stop me.
I would dive into a collapsing star to rescue my love.
Not even death could ever keep us apart.
I would slay the dragon at its keep.
I would vanquish all and any friend or foe that stood before me
Not even the sky could ever be the limit.
Time and the limitations of this dimension couldn’t hold me back.
Not gravity or dark matter can even come close to hold me back.
Simply, there are not limits to how far I would go for my love.
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Revelations
Revelations
The conversations in my mind
They have a brave new life
Of hope and dreams of happiness
Releasing schemes and common means
And letting go of strife
Love for God has become
My single grand obsession.
And in His Light I see my life
Unfold in great progression.
There can not be one tiny doubt
Of this spiritual progression.
I will not cave for I am brave
Rejecting all regression.
My thought evolves from human kind
To a spiritual succession.
No need to find myself tied up
In primal evolution.
For in my thoughts
Now freed from earth
An amazing revolution.
The old tired ways
And longest days
Have become an institution.
Release my mind from clutter thus
And cast away pollution.
A world in need
Of thought that's freed
Can't wait for its solution.
So please take note
On freedoms boat
You're sailing on an ocean
It's thought that heals
And moves the sails
Of mental might in motion.
For God is All in All my friend
In gratitude's emotion.
In thanks we give our thoughts to God
And on the sea of human hope
Our nets we cast
To God's complete devotion.
poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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Strange Kind Of Love
I once thought I had the love of God in my heart;
a feeling of oneness in which everyone is a part.
But as time went by and the days passed
that feeling of oneness did not really last.
I would search inside my heart to try and find
the love of God I thought had been left behind.
But as I looked eagerly there like a bloodhound
what I seemed to come across was less profound.
Then in the darkness of my mind I began to see a light;
It was coming and going, unsteady, to my inner sight.
The longer that I looked at it in wonder each day,
it seemed to speak to me without any words to say.
I would often marvel in awe how this could be
a spark of faith and hope from deep inside me.
So each day I would praise God in my heart with love
dedicating all action, words and thought to Him above.
The Love of God returned it seemed in some way
as a feeling of oneness swelled in my heart to play.
Life seemed sweet, almost as if too good to be true
and many things that were old appeared to be new.
I began also to know things which before went over my head
and to fathom the mysteries of what in books had been read.
It was in daily life experiences though that the truth shined through
as my mind was refined to witness what the Others taught and knew.
I would grasp and revel in subtle things which were lofty and divine
and then go about each day as if I was drunk on some kind of wine.
Everything all around seemed to be holy and possessed a hidden light,
encompassing all creatures and objects, that was revealed to my sight.
poem by George Krokos
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If you could try
withdrawn from all tales of romances,
trapped by the quiet soul beckoning inside,
avoiding promiscuous glances,
wings spread far too close to ever glide.
Whispers and rumors haunt your inner mind,
shadowing the heart inside of your core,
twisting and turning trust of which you find,
this is confusion galore.
Do you know what you're feeling, or can you not identify,
do you spark and wonder, like lightening and thunder,
what will be the other half to meet your alibi,
will you fall under, will you be torn asunder.
This is secondhand irony at worst,
one mind is set and another unaware,
ready to erupt or outburst,
to fight for a feeling which will never lie there.
Inside my head a little voice whimpers 'is it really worth it at all? '
well the doctors have seemed to believe I've become insane,
so on that note I am liable to fall,
and I could blame it all on this very brain.
let the unspoken be heard,
let the unseen be saw,
this starts out fresh and blurred,
its going to become complete from raw.
I Write In Lead Part 2
You see I write in lead
cause having poetry impact my life
Everyday is empowering
Can't complete a thought 'cause
Before I can access feelings stored inside
My mind is weaving another strand of meaning and context
'Cause Poetry's deciphered my semantic properties
Unraveling down to the morphological units
Unlacing more of me
And that I don't need a pen
To bleed thoughts of truth
Let me know cause I don't understand
Can't put into concrete thoughts
My grasp of linguistics no longer suffice
To decode the relationship between
Mind and hand
pen and poet
Carefully marking down gibberish
Only understood by the two
I guess that's how it works
Some things have no outside reason to stand
But the only one that comes from within
An I write in lead cause
I can't get out the right pattern of words
I keep erasing
Always in search of a better way
To state how it is that I
am processing poetry
I don't want to use pen
cause fact of the matter is poetry
Shakes the profound core
My factory of thoughts
Engraved permanently in paper
Leaves no space to illustrate
How poetry pushes me to the edge of language
And then I realize
The edge is more like an extending bridge of vocabulary
I can continue building letters
Making meaning
There's no saying
Where interpretation will stop
That is what
poetry is
Making my hand ache
but the thought of not scribing
Leaves less space
For our bridge to extend
Connect To find a better way
to spill my insides out
Poetry's my speech therapy
Cause the more I interpret poetry's word
the more I record how its being comes forth
tough and registers in a soft key
Through syllables
The more clearly I see
through the lens I read
The world and my synthesis
is me
I want to take all of poetry in
So it lives endlessly in meaning
If the path of our voices crosses only momentarily
I'd like for poetry to still live through my expression
Aiding the love affair of
Mind hand and heart
poem by Samantha Campbell
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So Connected To You
There are times when I'm happy
and times when I'm sad
and all of these times that I have had
are all connected to you,
so connected to you.
so connected to you.
There are times when it's sunny
and times when it's not
and all of these times I never forgot
were all connected to you,
so connected to you.
'Cause you have my heart on a string
and I can't control one little thing.
Where's my composure? Where did it go?
'Can't even answer for I don't know.
There are times when I'm jumpy
and times when I'm still
and times when I'm playful
like Jack and Jill.
And they're all connected to you,
so connected to you.
So what do I do to get over you?
You've got me crazy in love with you.
I take a step forward and fall back two
and everywhere that I go
there'll be times when I want you
and times when I don't.
There'll be times that I'll have you
and times that I won't
but there's absolutely nothing I can do
'Cause I'm connected to you,
so connected to you
So I know we can never be through.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Why
This version has slightly different lyrics than 'the lansdowne tapes' version
Thought of no tomorrow
The pain, tears and sorrow
And you never told me why
The way you cheated
And mistreated
I could never ask you why
Well, i'm gonna find out
I'm gonna find out
What's been messing up your mind
Messing up your mind
Well, i've been through
Some changes
Now i'm leaving
While me mind rearranges
Why i'm grieving
I don't mean that you hurt me
Or deceived me
For i know that you're there
And you need me
You sure do
But i hope you can't see how it is
I can't stay any longer
I've got to go
Is there any true reason
Or anything i can explain
Can't we talk about it baby
And get together again
You see i have the feeling
That this isn't the end
And i feel knowing
On you i depend
I depend on you
I'm gonna find out, yes i am
I'm gonna find out
What it is that's been
Messing up your mind
Well, i said that i love you
And i need you
Then it means i am yours
Yes, i belong to you
But i just can't be certain
That you love me too
Well, i've got to know
If i can believe in you
Please believe my heart is yours
I can't stay any longer
I've got to go
Perhaps it's best for us
To stay together
And try to live our lives as one
And maybe we will find
We're still together
To watch the setting of the sun
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Rememory
Naught ever hath thoughts of these to occur
Whilst in bureau of yours I was brought
to read and spoke of alien core
of script, symbols I merely sought
Know Naught what reason why things were done
with alien core scripts in oratorical
in flow gone with, I, for gears to keep in run
Anoints with adducted piece in musical
More than three yet less than five
enumerate the one as my foe
the other gloomy as in archive
numerical representation's low
still the other who yell in upset
reason by real essence was in point
when written expressionism, none she get
disgrace and regret all was joint
Apologies of no much thoughts implied
this to quench only thirst of mind
yet all thus words came from inside
open's the eye, never'd been blind.
poem by Ellirie Aviles
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Those Thoughts of Love
When I first gave my heart,
So fragile it was then.
It was quick to give love...
And quicker with one,
To let love in and begin!
And broken and mended,
Several times as I have aged...
I realize those love stages more,
Each and every day!
And those 'events' that sent me,
To despair in a shattered daze!
They no longer play with my mind...
And have fondly faded away.
I witness with growth today...
A valued appreciation within me now stays!
And I no longer find it as difficult...
To know love I can feel always!
And that selfishness,
To believe I can arrest another's love...
Has vanished from my mind,
Unknown and departed!
From this heart where love has started.
Those thoughts of 'love'
As I knew love in confinement...
Have simply with me has had its day!
Unconditionally in love I am,
And I love it!
In a phase that time brought with age!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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