A Sense Of The Ridiculeye

     

       A Sense Of The Ridiculeye

 If I should die

Before the chance to finalize

My opii or opus-eye,

I’d like my friends and family

To help my un-computerized beloved Kent

To contact-wise or otherwise

Contact well meant

Computor pals,

Informing them of my demise,

As I have been so many times,

Pushed ahead by good advice.

I’d like to share my destiny

With those out there who ‘followed’ me.

But time’s not up,

And I still drink from heaven’s cup,

Statistics in my favor,

Savoring each mobile action.

A Sense Of The Riduleye 5.17.2018 Birth, Death & In Between II; Circling Round Computers; Arlene Nover Corwin

 

 

 

 

Deciphering Meanings

Deciphering Meanings
 
Who to aim at, more – commune with?
I read my stuff
And wonder if
I’m writing ‘down’ or writing ‘up’,
Supposing all the time
I’m being clear, cupping my ears
And listening to the depth inside:
I, a string of nuances,
We, limbs of the human race,
Often needing to be decoded;
Every now and then we feel understood.
It feels good.
Nuance and communication.
.
Who I am – this heart, this art,
Part smart, part daft,
Beyond decrypting, hoping, trusting
That you will at least, enjoy the craft.
 
Deciphering Meanings 8.23.2014The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Pure Nakedness II; Definitely Didactic; revised 5.12.2018Arlene Corwin
 
 
 

What Are We Aiming At?

       What Are We Aiming At?

 What is it one is aiming at?

And what the means?

Is it utopian to think about?

What is involved?

Such questions asked and answered as the road resolves.

Most times the answers overlap – in fact, each step

The coinciding

Of events and chance

So often and so many, they bring unforeseen abundance!

 

Means and goal, a little list:

Clarity, transparency,

Ethics and morality;

Fondness of simplicity,

Liking, warmth and care;

Focus and awareness

Of yourself – your faults and gifts.

The means to sift through both

And tackle, challenge, intercept,

Take responsibility for; respect, accept, correct;

To form belief

And follow through.

It’s hard to let a shape come through you

Like a leitmotif;

A thread that is the real you,

That you were born to find, to be and do.

 

What is it that we’re aiming at?

Guess with boldness:

Happiness and peace, of course,

A course of life that’s conquered stress

Made easy by

The depth inside.

Become its bride.

What Are We Aiming At? 5.9.2018 Revelations Big & Small; Definitely Didactic II; I Is Always You Is We; Arlene Nover Corwin

 

 

 

 

Washing Over

         Washing Over 

I wash the brain with peace,

Synapse to sleepy synapse.

Themes may change from day to day,

The mind and will working that way. Today,

It’s peace – a motif that I never ‘got’.

I’m one step nearer, sensing it.

Behavior freer, talk a bit…

I’m more polite, considerate.

Something’s taking ‘way the shit

That usually rolls around as chaos;

Something near to paradise’s

Innermost best aspect peace, is

Uppermost. I use this basis

For my practice,

Imaging, imagining, examining,

Pretending, willing…

All that matters is the stilling

Followed by activity that does some good.

(What I wish is that it would).

Meanwhile, I am smiling more and more.

This ‘peace wash’ must be working.

Washing Over /My Newest Trick) 2.23.2018 The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Revelations Big & Small; Arlene Nover Corwin

 

 

If They Ask: What Do You Want?

         If They Ask: What Do You Want?
 
I do not want.
I work and let the aim flow through me.
It is art and all its implications:
Polish, depth, finesse, processing –
Whatsoever makes good art.
So,
Through re-thinkings, tinkerings, eliminations;
Many hours of flowering thoughts,
Produce is produced; wrought
Through humor, reference, experience,
And always aiming at the genuine,
Discovering that one is not as complex
As one thought one was;
More half-done and many-leveled:
Always a surprise.
Discovering that simple going on
Connects synapses of intelligence
And observation: powers unknown.
Unsuspected gifts and lacks.
Stacks and stacks of new disclosures
Brought on by the writing.
 
If they ask, “What do you want today?” (and everyday)
Just say, “I do not want a thing”,
And let the bell of creativity ring
Through me.
 
If They Ask: What Do You Want 4.29.2018 Pure Nakedness II; The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; I Is Always You Is We; Arlene Corwin
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If They Ask

If They Ask: What Do You Want?

I do not want. 
I work and let the aim flow through me.
It is art and all its implications:
Polish, depth, finesse, processing –
Whatsoever makes good art.
So, 
Through re-thinkings, tinkerings, eliminations;
Many hours of flowering thoughts,
Produce is produced; wrought
Through humor, reference, experience,
And always aiming at the genuine,
Discovering that one is not as complex
As one thought one was;
More half-done and many-leveled:
Always a surprise.
Discovering that simple going on
Connects synapses of intelligence
And observation: powers unknown.
Unsuspected gifts and lacks.
Stacks and stacks of new disclosures
Brought on by the writing.

If they ask, “What do you want today?” (and everyday)
Just say, “I do not want a thing”,
And let the bell of creativity ring
Through me.

If They Ask: What Do You Want 4.29.2018 Pure Nakedness II; The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; I Is Always You Is We; Arlene Corwin

Utterly, Utterly Lazy

     Utterly, Utterly Lazy

 I can be utterly, utterly –

Quadruple utterly

Lazy.

That’s me.

Tempted to put on my shirt

Inside out,

Backwards, frontwards,

Not caring which route.

Tempted to not put my foot in my shoes,

But to bend the backs, break them

Or any way fake way to get into

Just ‘cause I cannot be bothered to take them

And put them on carefully.

Utterly, utterly is an unfortunate

Euphemized statement,

Meant to confess the degree

With a light delicacy.

Yesiree, that is the real me

Under it all,

Everything else being shawl

To disguise and protect it,

And that’s the absurdity

Of being lazy.

Utterly Lazy 4.30.2018 A Sense Of The Ridiculous II; Arlene Corwin

 

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