Ruins

Great poem.

Kosmogonic

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Fleeting forces of accidental mirth,
Laughed our love unto its birth,
As fearsome fates circled above,
Pensive, uncertain about this love,

Its dubious provenance and mystical power,
A mythical monument like Babel’s tower,
Taller than truth, quaking with wonder
As it tumbled earthward, louder than thunder,

Magnificent ruins lie dark in time’s shroud,
Pensive with portents like scowling storm cloud,
A lifetime of secrets, of deep-buried yearning,  
Under millennia of Earth’s sorrowed turning.

(c) Frank Samuels 2016
Image Andy Wachowski

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Devil Can’t Trump.

Its not for naught There is no card the devil throws that God can’t trump for you. There is no card the devil will ever throw that throws God off. God will never say..I didn’t see that coming. If you love God….. It will always be to your point. No matter the card thrown by Satan. This thought inspired by my dads passing. He was a poker player. I miss you dad.

Standards and Ideals.

I was thinking on Ideals.
Ideals are great..
But often..to achieve them is unrealistic.
An alternative is to establish a basic standard for staples..then add touches of the ideal.
Once the staples are decided..they can be a consistent..one wont have to decide on this each time.
The energy intensive deciding can then go to working at the higher ideal
Just a thought that helped me in this fast changing trendy life we live in.
Peace..I am glad you are here.
Kandy

And Now

It’s been a bit..since I posted. My progress with my theory applied myself is coming along.
I have decided that  I want to buy five or more acres of country land with an old barn.
I would like to learn to live waste free.
And what I call sustainable gourmet.
Good for earth..
Good for me.
I want writing to sustain my living expenses ultimately. Creating solutions as part of that.
I want to travel periodically. Local in America as a writer.
And abroad..exploring people, lands, and cultures.
Documenting my experiences here.
Peace..I am glad you are here.. Kandy

Final Step..Poetry In Motion.

Today..we learn Poetry In Motion…
Standing in an open space..put radio on a music channel you like.start with cat stretches..finding the sweet spot..moving to stretch dance moves of stretch and hold..move to new stretch and hold as you see fit. Add small rocking to each sweet spot as you feel the desire to… then add arm moves..from ballet to slow rhythmic workout moves..
A key is to hear the music..let the sound touch you..let the music move you..as if you were a leaf and music is the wind. Stay slower than usual..really feel the musics effect on your body and psyche..
As you do this..choose the movements that fit you this day , right now..
Start with two to three songs..
The final objective is to move to an hour a day of moving as you wish..as you feel..from stretching only..to rocking only.. to arm movements only..to a full hour of poetry in motion.
Peace..I am glad you are here…Kandy