POEM: Giddy, Up

I am happy to report that I frequently get giddy at the awesomeness of life…

Giddy, Up

I cried out
For knew normal
A cross ages
Through and through daze
Over and over agin
Until be for
I new it
Got win of myself
In undated timeless joy
As overwhelmed bye
Awe that is aloud
Soully to find myself
As being
A little hoarse
Uncorralled
By the common plays
A bounding up on me
Calling me out
Gently whooping me
In my aside
With those ethereal spurs of the moment
Giddy
Up
Up
And a way

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POEM: Rorschach Testy

We live in a decrepit age where the state of the body politic is more closely connected to projecting our dark dreams onto our elected leaders than a reflection of actual policies. Apparently, we need less policy analysts and more psychotherapists who can analyze political Rorschach tests…

Rorschach Testy

He took
A Rorschach test he
Yet agin
He took
A Rorschach test
Flailing in his attest
Over and over
The same owed same owed
As a knew
As yet an other peers
Regard less
As it turns out
The Rorschach test is US
Sow telling
More a bout US
Then any
Singular leader
Getting
Bent
On the ruse of law
And taken
Buy won’s own authority
Subjects impressed
By that ink-ling
Of that dear
In the ahead light
Leader
Dispensing more
Then our dark asides
Are disposed to admit
In getting
A kick
Plumb out of those balls
In Rorschach testies

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POEM: Will Fullness

Many people at many times consider the force of will as a key to success in life. I find that willingness is the more powerful juice in cultivating well being in life. I don’t see this necessarily as an either/or issue; I see abundant willingness powering up the judicious use of will…

Will Fullness

Willfulness has its plays
When it co-habits
In a sea of willingness
And its import
It not a tax
Up on pain of doody
As a flat-out will
Better offed
Bared at see

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POEM: Vary Religious

I, awe ways, found it, eerily convenient that so many people happen to be born into the one true religion…

Vary Religious

Borne as a Christian
Again and agin
I have rapt myself
In 144 metaphysical practices
If won
In grossed
Buy spiritual traditions
Parently as sacred techs
Abut awe in awe
Its bin
Good forum me
Cleaving too as won
Awe that is
Holy a ledged
Peering in
That unfathomable gape
Soully to stair up and stare down
Weigh existential quest ins
And what due you no
As it turns out
I AM
Vary religious
I am awe in

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POEM: Shakespeare – Owed to Dead White Men

This poem is a tip of the hat to the staying power of  Bill Shakespeare — or for Macbeth fans, stain power [blood on hands, “out damn spot”]…

Shakespeare – Owed to Dead White Men

His dogged rep
Sticks around
Out damn spot!
And spite
His long past expiration date
Yet remains
Quite full of inspiration

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POEM: Blue Prince of Life

I wrote this poem on the occasion of my friend Sean Nestor’s 40th birthday. There is a lot to unpack — just as with Sean! I gave a simple framed copy of this poem, without author info, to unsully the obvious. More importantly, I hand-wrote the poem inside one of my favorite books, Soul’s Code, by James Hillman, a Jungian psychologist. I included this link, appliedjung.com/a-blue-fire/, to provide a detailed background on James Hillman, and to elucidate the reference to “Blue” in the title, beyond the allusion to melancholy. The book, Soul’s Code: In Search of Character and Calling, is an epic attempt at a holistic view of meaning in one’s life, in sharp contrast to the reductionistic means that dominate western culture. I suspect that this book would be refreshing for anyone who has experienced being reduced to something less than.

Blue Prince of Life

There is a character
Named Sean
Destined to be free
Sow becoming
Soully what he can be
Or whatever
It’s called
Wear universal truths
Go to dye
And are borne
As colorful biographical realities

Sean has the rare privilege, unduplicated so far, of two dedicated poems to them, outside of family members. The first was on the occasion of his 29th birthday: More Than, a Nester — Owed to Seán Nestor, in honor of his 29th birthday

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POEM: Unkept

This short poem is a companion poem to the poem following it, written 12 years earlier. This poem offers a different view of my bursting heart: one of overflowing joy rather than sadness. Both happen to be true — sometimes at the same time…

Unkept

My heart bursts without notice
Joy bubbling up enstrange whirleds
And other plays
The proprietors due
Declare me
Unkempt

My Heart Breaks Daily

My heart breaks daily
Spilling out into the streets
And other public places.
The authorities instruct me
To clean it up.

To see the brief commentary on this latter poem, go here: https://toppun.com/blog/2013/04/29/poem-heart-breaks-daily/

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POEM: Re-framed?

A friend once called me “the king of re-framing.” I just see this as taking any experience or situation and making sense of it through the frame of my world view, my most basic assumptions about the world.  I strongly suspect that Albert Einstein nailed it with what he viewed as the most important question facing humanity: “Is the universe a friendly place?” I say “Yes.” His assessment of how we answer this question is quoted after the poem…

Re-framed?

Wear experiencing
Loss, pain, or sadness
I sow covet
What may be
Due
Reframing my perspective
Expanding to the largesse possible
At times doing a 360
Still
In the same plays
Yet feeled as sow much amor
And if fortune truly peers
Granted real eyes
There is no frame at awe
Soully a surpassing grace
Beyond my own
Dreaming

Albert Einstein put it this way:

“I think the most important question facing humanity is, ‘Is the universe a friendly place?’ This is the first and most basic question all people must answer for themselves.

“For if we decide that the universe is an unfriendly place, then we will use our technology, our scientific discoveries and our natural resources to achieve safety and power by creating bigger walls to keep out the unfriendliness and bigger weapons to destroy all that which is unfriendly and I believe that we are getting to a place where technology is powerful enough that we may either completely isolate or destroy ourselves as well in this process.

“If we decide that the universe is neither friendly nor unfriendly and that God is essentially ‘playing dice with the universe’, then we are simply victims to the random toss of the dice and our lives have no real purpose or meaning.

“But if we decide that the universe is a friendly place, then we will use our technology, our scientific discoveries and our natural resources to create tools and models for understanding that universe. Because power and safety will come through understanding its workings and its motives.”

“God does not play dice with the universe.”

 

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POEM: Corporate Toons – Owed to Commercial Soundtracks

One of my pet peeves is great songs being commercialized to sell crap. The commercial that triggered this poem included the bastardization of a Johnny Cash song…

Corporate Toons – Owed to Commercial Soundtracks

Every thing is for sail
In the see of commerce
How grate thou art
Put your sail out
And harbor what
Re-sent meant
That commercial weigh
Of what life can
Be bought
And that soul rent
For a song
That echo of an original
Fooly rigged
That hole sail
As pain the billed
That irresistible take-homme pay
Of what might be
Afar too easy take
Of a plausibly proprietary lyric

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POEM: Frank and Steinway

I recently saw the newest movie version of Frankenstein, by Guillermo del Toro. I highly recommend. This poem is inspired by this classic story and epic film, a meditation on the soul fooly melodic themes of life and death hauntingly interwoven…

Frank and Steinway

He was wholly played
A power-grater
Then himself
Hauntingly beauty full
Frankly, quiet sad
Between the notes
Some wear a mist
The quick and the dead
Keys black and white
Frankly played
Over and over
Agin’ hour soul
A victor and looser for
Helled together
Buy how ever scarred
Imparts are parts
Aparts are aparts
As hole sum how
Soul fooly melodic
Played grandly
As sum kind of pianist envy
Amor then herd
Amor then a loan
In life
And death
Mercy
And fearsome
Turning up
Fore what might be
Life and deaf
Accosting amor
Then a song

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POEM: Basket Cases

Follow the light…in both life and death…

Basket Cases

“Is a lamp brought in to be put under a basket, or under a bed, and not on a stand?”
– Mark 4:21

There is
The light of the good knews
That shining best
In darkness
Impossible to measure
Accept buy cases of baskets
We do not create light
But we may be
Keepers
In the darkest mine
Singing like a canary
Knowing we are not dead
Yet
We awe have hour miner issues
Too weather any given climate
Whither measured by
Light years or bushels
The ruler of awe
Hour greatest fear
That light has nothing on
Darkness

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POEM: Right-Sized

The challenge of humility is of being too large OR of being too small…

Right-Sized

Life could be scene
As posing two problems
Thirst of all
Too be bigger than
What is called for
And lastly
Being sow small
Knot up to learning
That lessen
Be for me
And perhaps most of awe
What does it
Mean
Kind of oneself
Amor or less
Right-sized
And what might
Vary well
Make the whole deference
From won moment
Too the next

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POEM: Taming of the Shrewd

The shrewdness of winning and losing is not a natural ally in love and relationships…

Taming of the Shrewd

“We can cleave as one, or cleave as won, but we can’t due both.” – Cleave Jones

Ø my love
Could you be
A little amor
Shrewd
Said no
Won ever
Won over
Buy the gravity
And cunning
Of wily coyote
Falling for it
Ø the gravity
And other
A sordid
Looney tunes
There is nothing
Amor dangerous
Than being rolled
Played
In whatever
Might be
Won’s doody
In tiredly passable
Soully to be couched
In living
Room
To be entertaining
Asleep at the we’ll
Due this
Or due that
The ultimate intimate
Con sequence
Of walking that lyin’
In the thick of
Likely or lovely
In taming of the shrewd
We’re one
Calls home

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POEM: Sow Few Nobles

This poem was inspired by my niece playing the role of Beatrice in Bill Shakespeare’s Much Ado About Nothing…

Sow Few Nobles

The whys shake their aheads
Fore a town with sow few nobles
Too be so fortunate
Or knot
Much adieu
A bout nothing
Big brass bulls
Proffering vacant busts
Any won in the no
Know bulls
Largely reproductions

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POEM: Roughly, The Sighs of a Heart

This poem is a bout that dance between empathy and enraging injustices…

Roughly, The Sighs of a Heart

“The human heart is some wear around the size of a fist.”

The other
Day I saw
A gripping tale
Of a man in the street
A singular fist razed
In that open heir happening
You sometimes see
Out and a bout
Shaken
Bye the whirled
That rhythmic fall
And rise
Over
And over agin
As if
The chants of a life
Time
Beyond being herd
Beyond ups and downs
In bodied lyrics
And impassable climax
As earth fucking heaven
And awe coming down
To that storied fist
Roughly
The sighs of a heart
And awe I could
Due
Is re-member
The beginning
Of the end of my arms
Are fists
A different kind
Of beating
That pump action weepin’
Leaving
Spent shells
Littering the streets
And still
Awe I could see
Was an opening
And closing
Opening and closing
Opening and closing
A super natural dance
In the art of life
Sow gripping me
Once agin

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POEM: Imparts Are Imparts

Creation is singularly awesome!

Imparts Are Imparts

I was taken in
Awe of the flora and fauna
Creatures big and small
And just entertaining
How might
God be
Hold this see of creation
As won
Greater or lesser
Then another
And eye soully came to
In a singular flash of incite
Breathing life into
Awe there is
Imparts are imparts
Cleaving as one
Unmatched and wholly
Yet never the same
Ever more

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POEM: Book Ends

Life has boundaries. May we respect those boundaries…

Book Ends

We live
Fore the time being
In a whirled
Sow illiterate
That disrespects
The bookends of life
The sacred nest
Of awe human life
And the reverence
Of Mother Earth
Soully making degrade
In the mettle
We choir for generations
And regenerations
Wee must depose the gauntlet throne
Parading their disdain
Too end life
As we no it
In a vane tempt
To buy pass realty
And billions of other subjects
We must read the future
And the passed
To a sure good
In awe
Of the book of life

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POEM: Is It Passable?

Sow trying to live a choice life…

Is It Passable?

Is it passable
Won’s hole
Life spent
Caught in the balance
Between overwhelmed
And underwhelmed
Everything screaming buy
Nothing left
Yet still
Presence
Joys sprinkled
Long the wayside
For you
Just wading
Waste hi
Is it passable?

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POEM: Meet Up

Worth the admission prize…

Meet Up

I must admit
When God and I meet up
I keep minutes
Though in awe
Honest
Seams amor
Like ours
Somewhere between
Novel
Punch line
Or just teas
Weather God’s plays
Or my plays
Awe ways a hoot
And no madder when
Fore ever
Hows of worship
For awe people

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POEM: That Vast Nest of Inner Space

There is a cosmos inside of us, just as import to the cosmos around us…

That Vast Nest of Inner Space

Let me
Way in
On this microcosmic scale
That vast nest of inner space
As more sow
A dream catcher
Then some type
Of a computer
Peering awe
The more sow
As a journey of passions
Taking up
Interest teller travel
Wear the goaled standard
Is amor
As light years
Than hard years
Soully finding ourselves
In mysterious plays
That in is capable
Of saving our assesses
Braking through new frontiers
While re-moving
That circumspeck from my I
Begging the quest in
Can you go the distance
Wile not
Leaving
Won’s skull
On imaginable adventures
Of storied epic odd sees
And awe that
The longest longing
There is
To one’s heart

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