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The Best You Got, a pantoum


day 8… NaPoWriMo

Right NOW

You gotta figure the best you got is right now

What’s done is done, what is to come is only your story

Might as well make that story good while you’re at it

Our Egos hate to live without answers

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What’s done is done, what is to come is only your story

Energy gets wasted on time spent making shit up

Our Egos hate to live without answers

The mind will stay busy making chaos when you let it

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Energy gets wasted on time spent making shit up

Letting the negative win feeds that clawing tale

The mind will stay busy making chaos when you let it

What the hell do you know anyway about tomorrow?

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Letting the negative win feeds that clawing tale

You’re the only one letting that drama unfold

What the hell do you know anyway about tomorrow?

And what makes the past your motivator for today?

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You’re the only one letting that drama unfold

Find the gratitudes, the Loves, the feel good

And what makes the past your motivator for today?

Time doesn’t have any significance in the Be Here Now

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Find the gratitudes, the Loves, the feel good

Might as well make that story good while you’re at it

Time doesn’t have any significance in the Be Her Now

You gotta figure the best you got is right Now

~~~~~ cc jeanne adwani

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The Ending is a New Beginning


Day 30… the last day of National poetry Month.

Thank you to those who have followed and read my work.

I deeply appreciate that.

As is my favorite style of poetry, I give you a pantoum.

I will be gathering my pantoums for a poetry book.

Stay tuned.

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BE HERE NOW

A day comes to sunset, a story ends, a loved one dies.

A relationship meets its closure, a beginning finds it’s end

And endings make a place for a new possibility

Life is woven in spirals, cycles of starts and finishes

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A relationship meets its closure, a beginning finds its end

The in-betweens hold the reactions, the bitter and the sweet

Life is woven in spirals, cycles of starts and finishes

Curves and turns, betrayals and losses, the heart breaks

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The in-betweens hold the reaction, the bitter and the sweet

The re-start is out of reach in the crush of life’s take away

Curves and turns, betrayals and losses, the heart breaks

A new day gives rise out of the dark night

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The re-start is out of reach in the crush of life’s take away

And endings make a place for a new possibility

A new days gives rise out of the dark night

A day comes to sunset, a story ends, a loved one dies

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They Come to Celebrate You.


day 17… NaPoWriMo

Ace of Cup.

Wholy Grail.

They come to celebrate you for your deliverance

That way you gave into your courage without pause

How life’s fire tried to burn you up and take your soul

While you pushed it all back at them in a tidal wave

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That way you gave into your courage without pause

Healthy rage finds a way to make a riveting decision

While you pushed it all back at them in a tidal wave

A Tsunami of choices that rolled crossed all that wicked

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Healthy rage finds a way to make a riveting decision

In that cliche of “If not now when, and if not you who?”

A tsunami of choices that rolled crossed all that wicked

You are a human shield of Will and profound goodness

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In that cliche of “if not now, when, and if not you, who?”

We needed you and didn’t even know it till there you were

You are a human shield of Will and profound goodness

Not torn with the decision of will I, or should I, or dare I?

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We needed you and didn’t even know it till there you were

Full on real, fearless, modeling the way a revolution gets going

Not torn with the decision of will I, or should I, or dare I?

The nature of you fights with the wisdom of love

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Full on real, fearless, modeling the way a revolution gets going

How life’s fire tried to burn you up and take your soul

The nature of you fights with the wisdom of Love

They come to celebrate you for your deliverance.

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MAKING SENSE OF THE SENSELESS a pantoum


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It’s what’s ALL about

There is no making sense of the senseless

There is no taking away from whose deciding

It’s that observation each makes on their own

And sometimes, you have no sense when you think you do

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There is no taking away from whose deciding

Some abstract convulsion penetrates filters and boundaries

And Sometime, you have no sense when you think you do

That doesn’t omit that some miracle might flutter your brain into order

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Some abstract convulsion penetrates filters and boundaries

Conversation in steady flow doesn’t like to jump over omissions

That doesn’t omit that some miracle might flutter your brain into order

Optimism does spring eternal for those that wander the path of Joy

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Conversation in steady flow doesn’t like to jump over omissions

Mostly, we want to say and hear some exactitude of what needs saying

Optimism does spring eternal for those that wander the path of Joy

That might not make any sense either depending on whose wandering

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Mostly, we want to say and hear some exactitude of what needs saying

It’s that observation each makes on their own

That might not make any sense either depending on how wandering

There is no making sense of the senseless.

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Birthday… a pantoum


My new year turns again with the Sun return.  I return here to share again .   Thanks for reading.

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They come with the speed of light in the getting older

That day that celebrates a full turn around the Sun

When all the planets align in some celestial order

And one more year checks itself into your body

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That day that celebrates a full turn around the Sun

Time as it is understood in Earth’s gravity language

And one more year checks itself into your body

And the waiting of how the end will come to find you

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Time as it is understood in the Earth’s gravity language

Makes no real difference in how the years will etch into you

And the waiting of how the end will come to find you

Breathing holds us all in the box of living

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Makes no real difference in how the years will etch into you

When all the planets align in some celestial order

Breathing holds us all in the box of living

They come with the speed of light in the getting older

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GIVING PAUSE… a pantoum


This pantoum poem is from a prompt from Christine, The Abbess of  www.Abbeyofthearts.com .  The prompt is: A reflective question:  Where do you find space for silence and solitude so that you can listen to whisperings within?

Those of  you that visit my poetry blog have probably noticed I have a ‘thing’ for pantoums.  There is this magic that happens for me when I write them.  I don’t know where each line will pull me in the repeat, and then I get to return to where I started from in the end.  I don’t edit much, if at all.  They are kinda what just happens for me in the journey of them.  Again, that’s how I find some magic and revealing of something a little deeper for myself.

Anyway… I hope you enjoy this one.

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GIVING PAUSE

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Silent whispers pause yearning to be heard

In the Down beat, in the up beat, in the heart beat

Wrapped in quietude there is wait for the soft voice

Settling, slowing, allowing the deep listening

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In the down beat, in the up beat, in the heart beat

That silence  between beat and pause glistens

Settling, slowing, allowing the deep listening

The now in the forever after always waits

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That silence between beat and pause glistens

There is radiance in the soft voice of the heart

The now in the forever after always waits

You continue to be the One Spirit is waiting for

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There is radiance in the soft voice of the heart

A pause for breath’s chance to deepen the attention

You continue to be the One Spirit is waiting for

What better time can there ever be than right now

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A pause for breath’s chance to deepen the attention

Wrapped in quietude there is wait for the soft voice

What better time can there ever be than right now

Silent whispers pause, yearning to be heard

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THE ALL WRONG THINKS TO RIGHT ITself… a pantoum


I said to my friend the the other night in some jabber about life, “It sets me right and I do it wrong”.  I captured that little one-liner on to paper and thought that I’d take it and make a poem out of it.  This is that poem.  The think(g) is, is that I couldn’t use that line in it’s exactness.  As you see, I changed it.  I switched it around.  I didn’t at first.  I did start this Pantoum with it exactly as I said it, deciding as I came to closure with it that I needed to switch right and wrong around.  (what a concept)  Not for any poetic justice to the poem, more that I want to set wrong to right in a very personal sense, rather than the other way around.  I could feel it in my body my resistance to it all.  That purest point of view that rattles in the head about … ya, that right/wrong thing.

Tho’ right, like every other concept of belief around it, can be as wrong to another as the right can be, the relativity of it quirked me out.  So… here ya have it.  Go ahead and stick that original sentence in the first and last line and see what you feel/think about it.

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The All Wrong Thinks to Right Itself

I set me all wrong thinking to do it right

There in lives the story line of despairing thought

While the ego dances without a leg to stand on

Mythology makes wild all the untruths of perception

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There in lives the story line of despairing thought

Resistance shutters and spews against the chain hold mind warp

Mythology makes wild all the untruths of perception

There is nothing unknown to all that has always been known

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Resistance shutters and spews against the chain hold mind warp

Illusion gathers with greatness, feeding on every thought

There is nothing unknown to All that has always been known

The wake up call has the alarm set on constant chime

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Illusion gathers with greatness, feeding on every thought

The cradle rocks and rolls you back to sleepless dreaming

The wake up call has the alarm set on constant chime

Never believe that it is ever too late in the Infinite

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The cradle rocks and rolls you back to sleepless dreaming

While the ego dances without a leg to stand on

Never believe that it is ever too late in the Infinite

I set me all wrong thinking to do it right

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