"rebalance" poems
awaken
grasp deep within
tap
reservoirs deep as wells
rebalance
masculine, feminine
release
old ways
time
of radical change
prepare
to break apart
allow
deep feelings
let
conflicts go
wash
distortions away
feel
the softening
flourish
in heart, mind
empower
your life
invent
new plans
transform
into higher awareness
leap
from the cliff
dream
in endless waves
scatter
your seeds
give
birth to new ways
Jun 23, 2012
Jun 23, 2012 at 9:29 AM UTC
You can only spend so many hours in labs, study groups and classrooms - under relentless, fluorescent lighting - before you start feeling life withdrawal.
When I hit that stresshold, I need to rebalance myself.
I could go to the New Haven harbor - I find the ocean endlessly relaxing - or for a quick fix, I can always rely on the warmth of multicolored product packaging.
For the last one, a grocery store will do. I’ll walk the bright, prismatic cereal aisle, and run my finger gently along the gratuitous, rainbowed variety of selections.
It’s a soothing gesture that I repeat several times. A reminder that there are still beautiful, shiny things out there, on demand, in the uncomplicated, non-academic world.
Feb 26, 2024
Feb 26, 2024 at 11:22 AM UTC
Why
When we were children,
Were we given
A pile of wooden blocks,
To help us count
Add up, take away,
Spell our name and scream it out,
To build and balance
As tall as possible a tower.
And when it fell over,
Rebuild and rebalance.
But so many of us just
Threw the blocks at each other
And cried when one hit us
In the eye
So-
When we were given the oceans and sky,
It wasn't long before we had
Ruined more than we had learned-
A continent of gnarled, congealed plastic
Floating in our graying heaven's reflection.
And given the forests,
We build either twelve-room-summer homes or else
So many billion disposable chopsticks.
We grew up unlearning and grow old crying while
Our children ask us
Why? Why? Why?
Were you so selfish for so long?
Because
Children, blocks,
don't come with instructions.
Jan 22, 2013
Jan 22, 2013 at 3:29 AM UTC
Restyle my hair, spring breeze
Refresh my pale skin
Remind me of you again
and pull me back in
Remember all the times before
Return me to those days
Relive each and every moment
and all of your ways
Rekindle a youth forgotten
Redesign nature again
Receive a loves lost memory
the feelings still remain
Realise you're in the moment
Rebalance a wavering mind
Resemble the wisest person
the best of all mankind
Retrieve the good times
Relinquish others we no longer need
Rebuild our strength together
and plant a new seed
May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 2:56 AM UTC
I will rebalance these chemicals in my brain that tell me I need you – I want you – I love you.
Pulling this knife from my back, I will rise from the grave you’ve thrown our love into.
Sweating out your favorite song that has been going off in my head every night for eight weeks straight.
You have said what you want now, I’ve already come and gone.
Done with wasting time – I’m only wasting time.
Mar 17, 2017
Mar 17, 2017 at 2:48 PM UTC
*we fought, we sweated,
anger spent,
tissues dispensers emptied,
broken vase,
from a cheap Far East jaunt
have had enough,
now let's just
make love
and
salvage Sunday
rebalance the weekend,
our younion*
Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 7:44 AM UTC
We are on the brink
We must fight to survive
We must fight to live
Our energies collide
But we must not turn them to fire
Fire which burns all in its path
We must cool the meshing waves
And turn them to creation
And ask ourselves
Why do we do it?
We must awaken
Our deepest morality
Mine our consciousness
To create coexistence
Never should our bodies turn to arms
Never should we destroy life
Smiles and laughter alone
Should decorate the faces of the young
As they gallop into the future
Those who have exploited others
Must repay them
Those who have done wrong
Must put it right
Those who promote imbalance
Must rebalance
We must find a way
To create a home for everyone
The natural earth is our joy and guide
The very birds and flowers
Rivers and seas cushion us from our basest desires
The diversity of nature
Shows us the way
The fine balance of nitrogen oxygen
Argon and carbon dioxide
In our air
Allows us to breathe and metabolise
We are loved, embraced, nurtured
By our universe
We must fight
Endure
Struggle
And work
For our very future
Jul 26, 2016
Jul 26, 2016 at 1:21 PM UTC
painfully shrouded
in the presence
of your absence
I go about my business
it takes me days
to rebalance
and to remember that
the hurt of missing you
is a result
of your existence that
the joy of loving you
will be fulfilled again that
the happiness
will come back
only then
can my eyes regain
their smile
at the world
Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 5:28 PM UTC
Some days to write one more effort
before your shadow self is set loose.
Some days after some small effort
you need your shadow to rebalance.
Nov 18, 2015
Nov 18, 2015 at 9:24 AM UTC
I stare at the wall
with thoughts thick as molasses sliding
down my arms,
mind is blank, the refrigerator hums,
semi-solitude.
Tickle the ivories, hoping to spark
the motivation to learn a song,
but instead find ashes where
fire has not been in god knows how long.
My brain has heard the screams of
my liver and knows it is time to
rebalance the chemicals,
but it will take some time.
I'm surrounded by books with knowledge,
yet all I have the will to do is
add to mine my sub-standard
notes.
Write the things that feel like
sentences, but when spoke,
are accidental rhythm and
stride, I don't know.
My eyelids have attached to them
dangling rocks under gravity's
command while my eyes cannot
dare to fall under a restful pitch,
so I stare.
Catatonic, canonical,
half here, whole gone,
I stare.
Dec 11, 2016
Dec 11, 2016 at 10:59 PM UTC