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"compersion" poems
Polyam Polyamory is not a lifestyle it’s an ethos a consensual way that moves us to seek our desires.... Polyamory explodes the feelings of NRE, passion, affection without the constraints of the world or its norms of society. Polyamory is love, envy, feelings, that motivates compersion, tolerance, acceptance and focus on love. Polyam is a journey of You and I, our wants and needs to connect and walk together in love.... Polyam #polyam #polyamory #polylove
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Jan 11, 2020
Jan 11, 2020 at 1:06 AM UTC
Polyam
Bar me off, Useless! Cryin' a'sighin'– over cliffs, over. She caught me a'whisperin' at the docks! Far, yea, far; And when did compersion to the western wayside go? Feeling let down. Staircase is a'goin' for a day or two! Distance between two points. Farther, father, fathoming depths. Low, now! Lower bent! –you, so far bent, did ask him so. "Chief Joseph– St. Joseph– Won't he have word with me? Nonsensical, man. Understand! If only for a day or two." Yea, some men never call. Some callers a'callin' do. Blue collared jazz blues– You saving it for the morning? Where the sea meets the land. Find him by the cowrie reef– I say that's unnecessary. Stand by me for a day or two! And them stories be so far bent, all a'tellin' them so: He fell out! What a falling out! Talked about for years to come! And hear they come 'round the bend– Lessening distance between points. I see horizon. O' horizon! Yonder horizon! And the sun all arisin' be! Huddlin'– All huddled like. Beneath the comet's tail she caught me. Found me all a'whisperin' at the docks... and I say: "Seaside, O' Seaside! Beneath them netherskies you wait. Yea, if a fool's never foolish are his thought's so foolish, see– I never felt so transfixed. Them waters got a depth to them– Therein lies weight. I talk to still paintings– none be a'talkin' back to me! Minds racing backwards. Would you listen to that still? Silence, she finds me in unnerving non-natural states. Psychosis takes a seat. They say them waters at the western wayside foam! A real, true foam! Froth and cough into your sleeve, white foam! Kiss me on the lips and tell me secrets for a day– Frenzy! Riot on! Whitewaters, subtle sexes, and a midnight matinee. I say what a night– What a comet's shone today!"
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Feb 5, 2014
Feb 5, 2014 at 10:50 PM UTC
Riot On
Bar me off, Useless! Cryin' a'sighin'– over cliffs, over. She caught me a'whisperin' at the docks! Far, yea, far; And when did compersion to the western wayside go? Feeling let down. Staircase is a'goin' for a day or two! Distance between two points. Farther, father, fathoming depths. Low, now! Lower bent! –you, so far bent, did ask him so. "Chief Joseph– St. Joseph– Won't he have word with me? Nonsensical, man. Understand! If only for a day or two." Yea, some men never call. Some callers a'callin' do. Blue collared jazz blues– You saving it for the morning? Where the sea meets the land. Find him by the cowrie reef– I say that's unnecessary. Stand by me for a day or two! And them stories be so far bent, all a'tellin' them so: He fell out! What a falling out! Talked about for years to come! And hear they come 'round the bend– Lessening distance between points. I see horizon. O' horizon! Yonder horizon! And the sun all arisin' be! Huddlin'– All huddled like. Beneath the comet's tail she caught me. Found me all a'whisperin' at the docks... and I say: "Seaside, O' Seaside! Beneath them netherskies you wait. Yea, if a fool's never foolish are his thought's so foolish, see– I never felt so transfixed. Them waters got a depth to them– Therein lies weight. I talk to still paintings– none be a'talkin' back to me! Minds racing backwards. Would you listen to that still? Silence, she finds me in unnerving non-natural states. Psychosis takes a seat. They say them waters at the western wayside foam! A real, true foam! Froth and cough into your sleeve, white foam! Kiss me on the lips and tell me secrets for a day– Frenzy! Riot on! Whitewaters, subtle sexes, and a midnight matinee. I say what a night– What a comet's shone today!"
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Some say jealousy is human nature, some say it comes from ego, others point to culture dressed up in smart tuxedo i say its source is ignorance not knowing your own worth and that makes all the difference knowing you're precious on Earth its opposite is not indifference its antithesis is not compersion if one seeks from this vice deliverance its antidote is introversion. but there's no need to be a hermit to live on tropical island to run from life or to quit, look within! 'n find your diamond
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Jan 4, 2022
Jan 4, 2022 at 11:10 AM UTC
Inspired by Glenn
I yearn to be the man in me who celebrates the success of others, to experience true joy in their contribution The man who loves his fellow man from a place of compassion and delight To see them strive in their metier and find one of the many callings that life has to offer Despite myself, despite my insecurities and my jealous tendencies, I wish to see the best in you When one finds the strength to want the best for your enemy, your nemesis, your foe You seek a life of gratitude, love and a content spirit -  the potential in all of us
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Jun 18, 2021
Jun 18, 2021 at 6:46 AM UTC
Compersion