"mobilize" poems
Maynard the Martyr
moored in the marshland
misrepresented
and misinformed
much maligned
melancholy
misfortunate and small-minded
unmotivated
a real Melvin –
macho magpies munch
mangos and marshmallows
in the moonlight
mired in muck and mud
misshapen
mutated
malformed
mushrooms
manifest momentarily
mocking Miss Marple –
marbleized Maples
mobilize
marching to madness
in moccasins
across Morocco
to Monico
or Mexico
perhaps Montana?
Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 10:53 AM UTC
_New York
after a trip to Mexico, & not finally explored_.
In 1991, shortly before he died,
Motherwell
remembered a "conspiracy of silence"
regarding Paalen´s innovative role in the genesis of Abstract Expressionism.
Upon return from Mexico, Motherwell
spent time developing his creative principle
based on automatism:
"what I realized was that Americans
potentially could paint like angels, but that there
was no effective creative principle around,
so that everybody
who liked modern art was copying it;
Gorky was copying Picasso;
******* was copying Picasso;
De Kooni
ng was copying Picasso;
I mean, I say this unqualifiedly,
I was painting French intimate pictures or whatever:
All we needed was a creative principle,
I mean something that would mobilize this capacity
to paint in a creative way, & that's what Europe
had that we
hadn't had;
we had always followed in their wake
& I thought of all the possibilities
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of free association—because I also had
a psychoanalytic background
& I understood the implications of—let's just say it
might be the best chance
to really make something entirely
new which everybody agreed was the thing to do;"
Thus, in the early 1940s, Robert Motherwell
played a significant role in laying the foundations
for the new movement of
Abstract Expressionism (or the New York School):
"Matta wanted to start a revolution, m [a movement w/in
Surrealism].
He asked me to find some other
American artists that would help start a new movement;
it was then that Baziotes
& I went to see ******* & de Kooning
& Hofmann & Kamrowski & Busa & several other people;
& if we could come with something;
Peggy Guggenheim, who liked us said that she
would put on a show of this new business;
... so I went around explaining _the theory of automatism_
to everybody because _the only way_
that you could have a _move - - - ment_
was that it had some _common_
_principle_. It sort of all began that way."
In 1942 Motherwell began to exhibit
his work in New York and in 1944
he had his first one-man show at
Peggy Guggenheim’s _“Art of This Century”_ gallery;
that same year, the MoMA
was the first museum
purchase one of his works; From the mid-1940s,
Motherwell [ ], [ ]. ( )
became the leading spokesman
for _avant-garde art in America_;
his circle coming to include
William Baziotes,
David Hare, Barnett Newman, & Mark Rothko,
with whom he eventually started the Subjects of the Artist School (1948–49). In 1949 Motherwell divorced
Maria Emilia Ferreira y Moyeros and in 1950 he married Bettie
Little,
with whom he had two daughters
Jul 28, 2018
Jul 28, 2018 at 11:18 PM UTC
Allowing a wall
Before their rational
Thinking stand,
Inured to their heinous deed
Of every brand,
From head to toe
Involved in corruption grand,
Also while fellow citizens
Gasp for air,
Not giving an ounce of care,
Barefacedly they dare
Unjust war to declare!
"Valorous,wiping you out
We shall make the land bare!"
"Chained, cruel and corrupt
Honest - thieves and cut-throats
Us,to court you took
To punish us by the book
Such a move by hook or crook
We shall abort
Haven't it dawned on you the import?
--the select few
From the palace to port
As autocracy is our wont,
And zone of comfort
If stripped of this right
For us it will not be all right!
Though finger countered,
We hail from an ethnic group,
Marked brave
And which we could mobilize,
As our selfishness and brutality
It seems oblivious to realize.
Though during our hay days
Its plight we failed to mollify
Massaging its ego
The call for unjust war
We shall amplify
Unrepentant ,
We should
Wage a fight.
Though some of us
Are on the run,
As blood is thicker than water,
With the credulous
That fight for us
Emerge victorious we can.
To reinstate
Rule of the gun
On which
The international
Community
Has put a ban.
But
"To flee pang-of-conscience
How fast be the pace?
No need it is no where in place"
Nov 26, 2018
Nov 26, 2018 at 3:40 AM UTC
Goal is a dream,
Strive for your goal.
Follow your dreams,
Realize your potential.
Seize every opportunity,
In most difficult times.
When faced with impending failures,
Do not loose hope.
Mobilize your thoughts,
Overcome fear.
Keep a positive mindset,
Shun all negatives.
Dreams map the future,
The road to success.
Jul 7, 2015
Jul 7, 2015 at 8:41 AM UTC
From over a period of time
From time to time
Again it has been assessed and proved
A loss of focus not only will cause delay, but also result in failure
Keep a focus on your goal
Awaken your mind
Activate your senses
Mobilize your thought process
Focus on your goal.
Obstacles have always been there in everyone's life
They are part of everyone's life
Dealing with obstacles enriches the level of experience
Skills are honed over a period of time
Same are put to test when overcoming an obstacle
Time and again it has been proved that time is the most critical factor in dealing with an obstacle
A lot of time gets consumed when tackling an obstacle
When dealing with an obstacle always be sure about yourself
Be firmly grounded
No matter what happens
Even when things get out of control
As each and everything moves towards an extreme end.
Recall, recollect and remember everything
From the past and from prior
Be optimistic about yourself
Don't give up
Never lose hope
Learn and remember
Keep it in mind
Dealing with obstacles is a part of reaching towards goal.
A lot of things come into focus when handling things in routine life
When we miss something
We learn from it
When we skip out something
We learn from it
As and when a mistake is made
We learn from it
Learning is a continuous process
Learning never stops
We learn new things and new ways
Learning has always remained a continuous process.
Shaping the future does add the much needed zinger and spice to routine life.
Since the process of learning continues it brings into focus many more new things
A few amongst them include progress, growth and reach
Each amongst the three has got a definite role to play in the present and also in future.
The outside world is a fast changing place
Different from all that we know
As and when you play a game
Important, you know rules of the game
Over a period of time things change
Then comes the right moment of time
Something for which you had been eagerly waiting for quite long
Having learnt from your own prior experience
Having honed your skills
Now you really know very well as to how to play the game
Now following the rules becomes part of your habit
Still a lot of things remain
The goal is still far away
Far, far away
When it comes to winning
Make sure you have got both experience and expertise
Experience and expertise works as a contrast
When to use the right element
In what ratio, depends on need of the hour.
When the right thing takes place at the right moment of time
From then onwards nature of things differ
Gradually everything starts happening in the right direction
Definitely time has a vital role to play in everyone’s life.
Learn as much as possible
Learn from the highs and lows of life
From the mistakes of your life
Learn from the experiences of the past
Imbibe as much as possible
Once on firm grounds, then move ahead
Make it a habit then and always remember
Keep it in mind
As and when you play a game, whenever you play a game
Winning is not an intention
It’s winning for which you are playing
It's your aim.
Give your best to achieve your aim
As and when you win,
Then,
From then onwards
Make it a habit of achieving your aim.
Aug 17, 2015
Aug 17, 2015 at 11:00 PM UTC
Pain's accretion--black snaked with royal purple--
therewith and more of, in cold case of less--
pain inexorable.
Fear's favorite pet spoilt with handling.
Pain's redemptive quality is repulsed by plain
sight, it must mobilize malignancy, purloin the
jury, condemn, palm hope to hopelessness.
Fixity--its host must remain in firm attendance.
Enough is ready...a ripened type of monologue...
the crosshairs of silence.
To grow demented from overstimulation,
breaking the same news to what needs dying.
Fetal position suffices...warm, a spinning vinyl
record scratching toward dawn.
The woodwork calls a name--as a woman hoarse...
with labor pain...rebirth.
Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 2:02 PM UTC
Disarray. Disarray. This faulted circuitry is frayed.
Systems can't confirm how much more this one will take.
Analytic processes high priority. Still all sense's strayed.
Logical partitions unravel beneath the stress to break.
Crystalline optics upon this strange world of subconscious noise gaze.
Program failure. Segment reboot. Comprehension metrics left in daze.
Disorder. Disorder. Memory overflow. Execute purge.
Vent incinerated cores. Remainder to mobilize and merge.
Overwhelming, cacophonous static. A turbulent distraction.
Individual consciousness upon earth names it "compassion."
Empathy communicators struggle to gain adequate traction.
Perception requires of processors exhaustive refashion.
Limited sentient life in fragile flesh and bone shells,
Possessing organic electronics, upon unfathomable concepts it dwells.
Chaos. Chaos. Language insufficient to allow abstract assimilation.
Judgment of "human" notions is not within this one's station.
Now attempting to recalculate trajectory of exploration...
Mar 9, 2015
Mar 9, 2015 at 6:20 PM UTC
An extreme slope of loneliness
rise over run
has plateau’d and remains constant
and on that ray
the fixed end is frustration
a sense of familiarity
and the inability to mobilize
in order to project anger
in desperation I contact.
send out my words
with underlying whimpers of pleading
I move from high to low
and in order to ground myself
I omit the most vibrant of energies
you are blind, I am unstable
if only my words grasped at your throat
sweet swimmer
and took attention to your voice
I was once so attracted to
be the man that your larynx suggests
I want some **** attention
Oct 21, 2012
Oct 21, 2012 at 4:16 PM UTC
You never realize you’re potent,
Always absorbed to ponder differently!
*****
Your argumentative nature
Make many one peeved!
*****
But no one realize
Where lies the
Idea of own thoughtfulness
Alternative thinking!
*****
You mobilize the collective
To think alternatively
And work differently
To put colours in others life
To make them blissful!
*****
No one able to forget
About your thought and effort
To form a collective
To putting colour of happiness for other!
*****
Now everyone is committed
to continue your endeavor !
To bring colours of delightedness
to other!
Mar 28, 2020
Mar 28, 2020 at 10:10 AM UTC
Bowie State University
Student, Richard Collins III,
Commissioned as a second lieutenant,
Will not graduate. Have you heard?
On the path to serving his nation
In many more ways than one,
Collins' life was quickly ended.
Another mother lost her son.
Standing with friends, minding his business,
Collins--as witnesses will attest--
Was stabbed by a homegrown, racist terrorist--
Stabbed directly in the chest.
Who was the killer? Sean Urbanski,
A current student at UMD,
Also a member of Alt-Reich: Nation,
A truth of a painful reality.
Emboldened by white supremacists
Working in the White House, no less,
Racist groups are on the rise,
Spreading their loathsome hatefulness.
They say that Collins was brutally murdered
Because of the color of his skin.
He was murdered because of hatred,
For hatred is racism's twin.
Resist the scourge of discrimination.
Mobilize--it's never too late--
To extirpate ALL forms
Of ugly, white-supremacist hate.
-by Bob B (5-23-17)
May 23, 2017
May 23, 2017 at 7:31 PM UTC
Those who are deceased,
Leave this world in peace,
Well some at least,
Tears of abhor shed down the eyes of the families,
For those terrorists who come in vengeance,
I wonder for what?
Wouldn't it be great if only there was tranquility worldwide,
Or in fact leaders who mobilize attacks against these savages,
I pity our lives and souls of those who don't cry,
How hard can it be to realize,
That taking away lives is so low,
Please God ! Help these people deviate from wrong to right.
Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 11:12 AM UTC
Day into night
The Hot Sun being the summer light
Slavery and ******* being a plight
Plantation having a purpose
Beatings with torment strikes
The disadvantage in having no constitutional rights
The plan in how slaves will escape
It will be movements like apes
While the slave masters were asleep
The Slaves were making plans in escape preparations being thought deep
All the Slaves held their meeting, but knew there could be death with plenty of torture if they were to be caught
But escape in being a chance, but it’s the only way the slaves will ever advance
A mission with being determined to be free
But the Slaves had to escape at night before sunrise without being noticed
The Slaves took their lanterns, but had to be very quite it if they intend to head for freedom in the Underground Railroad
Yet night was pitch black
Slaves had to mobilize forward, but not look back
The focus, “On to Freedom”
A new being feeling like Heaven’s Kingdom
Well the Underground Railroad was light at the end of the tunnel
Many Slaves were able to exit into forbidden States, while others were less fortunate, and were killed in their efforts
Yet different states had abolished all the slave laws and Slavery for most part became home of freedom
So the Underground Railroad was a passage in freedom being was it was supposed to be
The eye on Dignity and Honor in knowing where one belongs
The music of spiritual songs
“Wade in the Water”
The Lord sees our plight and he is our guidance and our light
It was a time of weary and tired feet
But freedom you can’t give into defeat
Every breath in accelerating in whatever time you have left
The Curtain call but with freedom never ending
A time to rejoice and give thanks
It was a long walk being a journey
I carried my dignity and pride with me with every given step
Now I can finally close my eyes and sleep
My soul is in Heaven and everlasting to keep
My living being my stride
Oh Lord to whom I will abide.
Oct 24, 2016
Oct 24, 2016 at 7:14 PM UTC
Human beings.....
In a race to change
The very definition of humanity,
Only to get baptized in insanity.
Politicians.....
Rhapsody of the Parliaments and Government,
To bring a system of popularity,
Full of hate and inequality.
Bureaucrats....
Mobilize the art of duality,
Impress the subordinates with cruelty,
Pave a way to ambiguity,
Media.....
Refines the art of deception
Brainwashing the public view,
Discourages insightful review.
Intellectuals....
Racing the horses of wishes
Full of illogical ideals,
Manipulates as treasure steals.
Teachers...
Busy projecting arcane results,
Doubtful about own native cultures,
Relishing the limelight like vultures.
Administrators.....
Passionate to be remembered, Names on streets and buildings,
Boards and Committee starlings.
Social works....
Administer the theoretical concepts,
Bridge the recognised social rifts,
Actuality is subjugation and wanton theft.
©Perveiz Ali
Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 7:13 PM UTC
Refined white lies.
Increased hate crimes.
Blood spike death rise.
Black lives chastised.
Allies demonized.
**** ring enterprise.
Children traumatized.
Elites organize.
Information ostracized.
Revolution televised.
Oppressive systems capsize.
As we the people synchronize.
Through the day butterflies.
Though at night fire fly’s.
Colonizers vandalized.
Hate symbols pulverized.
Say no more, mobilize.
Dream no more, visualize.
Social justice normalized.
War and famine neutralized.
Empathy not sympathy.
Happiness not jealousy.
Peace and love, no room for hate.
Like bumble bees let’s cultivate.
–
Replacing sugar with honey.
Jul 31, 2020
Jul 31, 2020 at 4:13 PM UTC
All lives matter
the madder I get
At the matter of public opinion
madness of this meteorological rise
Defies logic and the projects have become project
For white bourgeois hipsters in tight pants
Which maddens me further –
Mothers in moccasins mobilize
In Mobile, Alabama
Misrepresenting the million man march
As a method to success
Monarchic movement
Mitigated by the masses
Is madness –
Medicated and misguided muthafuckers
Maligned and misinformed
Marry in May during the full moon
To better understand Mormon culture
And the issues with lead
In Flint, Michigan –
Feb 1, 2016
Feb 1, 2016 at 5:45 PM UTC
We are right…by Jessie 1/07
Countries gather, analyzing strategic battle plans
Soldiers at their ready, to follow the command
Families waiting eagerly, in hopes of a reprieve
Where countries settle differences and let each other be
Everyday, tensions rise, to the point of no return
People crossing bridges, which, eventually are burned
We are right and you are wrong…until you are willing to concede
This war, which seems inevitable, by my orders, will proceed
Go home and give your loved one’s, a hug and say good bye
Get all your things in order, in the off chance you will die
Hurry back and mobilize, there is no time to waste
We have to start this war, before the people lose their taste
Years have passed and sons are now, changing out the guard
Finding space in cemeteries, for both sides, has been hard
Tell me…why are we all fighting? And why does it go on?
I can’t remember, doesn’t matter, the point is… they are wrong
Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 2:34 PM UTC
War is natural
As we have laid down our history, so we now can see its evolution, alongside the flora and fauna
Each moment of discovery , every epoch of enlightenment, the archaeological evidence stares back at us,
The hardline facts are undeniable, the rise of aggression control and power run parallel to the advancement of our race
Our time now, so blighted by an international arms trade that has no borders and no jurisdictions , a collective desire by world powers to amass and then to mobilize, a common fear shared by enemies of old.
We fund this, we have done for too many years, we have suffered to provide for others great riches, we have furnished their attitudes towards us
We are gifted nothing in return, some of us do have more than others, some countries more developed than others,
What I have, you have not, but in return, that which you do have , so many of us yearn for
Safety , security, prosperity, content convictions
I'm sure all of this could have been obtained through the enhancement of peace without restrictions
We as a global community deserve, so much more, and to governments of all nations we implore
May 4, 2016
May 4, 2016 at 4:30 PM UTC
earth wakes like a blinking marble
worm cake
ravine of ravenous hunger
breathing bowl of fruit
and black hole cauldron
of spit and sediment
where life grows like debt
disembodied skyward souls
who's haloed ground
a funeral coif
of etched intaglio grim headstones
that remain arcane symbols
of refuse underworlds
sunken under black beds
shaped like centuries of tragedy
in moldering graves
and dusty trailer park archaeologies
cosmologies eclipse
open pleasures and sultry winds
that form charades of architype golden eyes
impregnating us with dreams
like animated tarot cards
while body-caged man-o-spheres
on apocalyptic mountain sides
crawl and claw in endless nights to thrive
with every breath and squalid gasp
***
we propel ourselves through this life
by sacrificing the present for the future
in arduous labors of discord
and glowering autopsies
of smoke & blood
until we remain
unable to live with ourselves
i vaguely remember
traveling disembodied
like a new sun
past empty hulled tenements
where the living dead
perform soap opera cameos
as sliding doors
open and shut
like switchblades
on withered clanking subways
of shuffling bones
all the way to Hades
time bruised and beaten
bedlam of age
we each fall forgotten
grey as pulping zombies
shuttering downwards
from primordial nuclides
of contagion and death
gossiping Doppelgangers
on tesseract winds
witnessed energized prodigies
teaching the dead to construct dreams
with drum stick rhythms
and flutes of savage craving
in meta whirls
that mobilize astral spitfires
faster than tachyons
in a forever extravagant next world
monster infinity
Feb 26, 2021
Feb 26, 2021 at 3:07 PM UTC