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james nordlund Dec 2017
A million monarchs lie dead, though,
No less sociological programming of
Upper-middle to rich classes with
Decadence, affluence, inclusion, is.
No less societal determination of
Middle to lower, being excluded by
Division and conquering, privation.
Yet, they, on wing no more, still fly
In our spirit's eye, heal humanities' heart.
While their silent cry echoes
The 33,000 species extinct each year,
A rate not seen since the last ice age
Ensued; does it move you?
Does your curiosity ask why?
Will you, on this 33rd Earth Day, allow
A tear for all life's fallen? Consider
The losses economic apartheid incurs,
Mirrored by the divide humancentricity
Has levied? Our underlying duplicitous
Disregard for life, greed and oil fueled,
Won't abate for our existence, will you?
(For the beautiful butterflies, 31 st Earth Day, 2013)

Inspired stylistically by Dylan Thomas   :)

There is no separation, and not no separation, at once.  Life is relation.  Sociology, art, nature, economics, politics, spirituality, Earth, hummingbird, human being, a tree treeing, all one evolving Cosmos.

reality, james m nordlund
Ellie Phant Dec 2017
My father was born a man of the earth,
I refuse to wear a bra,
and I shake off like a dog after every shower.
So why is it that I roam this sacred beach
cursing at the sticky layers of sand,
searching for a single slab of concrete,
a place to call home?
mel Dec 2017
within every breath and act of mine
i shine with a divine movement
of the eternal infinite
for i am the infinite
just like you

we are such sacred beings

do not forget
why, to earth you came
or the countless reasons
you do still remain
yes, there is pain at times
but through darkness
our light truly shines
with this growth
we blossom
more toward our divine
always learning to find
the happy thoughts
that roam our mind

this life is beautiful
and so are you
this dream is a blessing
not all get to hold on to

cherish it

you are the blanket
of Love and warmth
for every cold night
you are the lost answer
i have been trying to find
you are the Sun to my shine
you are the reason i rhyme

remember to remind yourself
from time-to-time:
you are worthy of all you seek
emotions do not make you weak
feel everything you possibly can
while you’re still here
do not be afraid to express it
to those that turn a hopeful ear
there is truly no need for you to fear
the light in you is always near

do not quiet down
your heart’s rumble
you do not have to
stay so humble

be explosive
shout your shine

for this is how the world aligns
Beloved
Cup your azure hands
blow the little spark
embers of You
into full Awareness

Radiant Self
illumine the
very tears, kisses, smiles
that drop like suns
from my eyes

kneeling at the altar of my
heart You have lit
an eternal flame that cannot be
extinguished

save me blessed One from
the cold black ashes
dungeon darkness
of another life
another womb
I pray…..
Fox Friend Nov 2017
Thank people for sharing their thoughts with you.
Giving voice to those jumbled lines inside the mind is one of the most precious gifts a person can offer.
"A penny for your thoughts."
As if a monetary value could be placed on those silent ideas that so rarely escape the confines of their prison.
Those seemingly unimportant thoughts are sacred.
When a person shares aloud their inner dialogue, they are speaking less of their ideas and more of their trust in you.
Thank people for sharing their thoughts with you.
Beloved

My lips linger enrapt
near Your ambrosial feet

Bitter tears silken into
nectar streams

Lotus petals blossom
between the rocks and pebbles
of my heart

You clasp white wings of my soul
to Your flushed *****

And my trembling breath melts
with the stars, suns, galaxies
spinning madly, wildly, endlessly
inside Your luminescent Gaze
Rama's golden arrow
scorches the skies golden
and a song finds its way to
my heart
Krishna's azure blue lips caress
the celestial conch
and a kiss finds its way
to my heart
somewhere over the
doomed horizon
Eternal Life pierces
the terminal darkness
and Bliss finds its way
to my heart.......
Lizzie Walker Nov 2017
in sacred moments of silence
i peek into your eyes
hoping for some reason to keep living life

fighting this darkness,
i'm afraid to be alone
ignoring any anchor of hope

i'll go get drunk with my friends.
it'll all be okay.
it'll all be okay.
someday
when you come to take me home.
BSeuss Oct 2017
math plus history equals hindsight.
science plus art equals human.
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