What Would I Do Without You/Mind So Connected To The Word

What Would I Do Without You, Or Scribbling in the Car

What would I do without you lexicon?
What would I do without you dictionary and thesaurus,
Rhyming book to rhyme with -saurus: chorus, porous, e’en papyrus if it fits?
Wiki’s ‘cyclopedia?
Little things that make me big
Diverse languages that make me ‘pigg’*
So much I would not do without;
And isn’t that one little thing that life’s about!

*pigg is Swedish for lively, spirited

Mind So Connected To The Word

Mind so connected to the word,
I would think
Without a varied herd of word
T’would shrink.

Minimised it atrophies.
Bereft of play become cliche
As cliche washes away
From boredom’s lack to stimulateon.
So connected, intellected
Is the mind to word.
What Would I Do Without You…Mind So Connected To The Word 7.19.2018 The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Arlene Nover Corwin

Everybody Needs A Philosophy

I’ve been away for a few days just thinking.✍️
 
Philosophy: a theory or attitude held by a person that acts as a guiding principle for behavior.
 
        Everybody Needs A Philosophy.
 
If you are absorbed in living,
Even interested in dying,
And you want a piece of peace,
What you need is a philosophy
Which doesn’t call for a big P,
Doesn’t happen overnight
But is a learning over time;
Which feels comfortable,
Works well with common sense,
And doesn’t need five pence to feed it.
 
Everybody needs a backdrop
To the choices of your voice,
And a voice to daily choices
Never coming to a stop.
 
How to get there?
How to find out what is fitting;
Find what lifts the soul of you
Down to your shoe.
 
Well, you might just find a book,
Without expectation, meet a bloke,
Hear a joke,
Learn a rule
In/out of school
Wherein you do not make
The same mistake
Over and over.
Everybody needs a mentor
To give thoughts a broader shoulder;
Down-to-earth yet spiritual,
Practical, empirical,
Not cynical or lyrical
But real: the real deal.
A wielder of the future.
Everybody Needs A Philosophy 6.21.2018 Revelations Big & Small; The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Definitely Didactic; Arlene Nover Corwin
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Trying To Find The Self

Can’t stop thinking, can’t stop writing. A good sign, I would think. Everything inspires. (It’s called creativity)🎤😍
     Trying To Find The Self
Some ostentatious,
Clothes the latest,
Taking loans to buy new cars:
Each not knowing who they are,
Mistaking things that only pass
For permanence.
From beard to pelf
We all are searching for the self.
We are ALL searching for the self.
It may seem weird,
These fads revered –
Songs and clothes and online stars
(they used to be called movie stars)
All in search of who they are.
Me, you – no matter what we do
The inner drive to find what’s true
Not dominant or manifest,
Ongoing in your dreams’ unrest;
Something deepest, more than gesture,
Something we were born to find:
Connecting with the self and Mind.
Here’s a hint: continue
Doing what you do
Until you fulfill evolution
And its meaning.
(Some would say it has no meaning,
evolution a careening).
But I say it has a course,
Ending with an inner peace,
Reflection seeing all’s connection.
All thoughts nice,
One could call it paradise.
Choices easy, conflict free,
Easier and breezier,
More satisfied,
Taking all within your stride;
A simpler ride
Finding self both tried and true:
You.
Trying To Find The Self 6.17.2018 revelations Big & Small; The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Arlene Nover Corwin

Everything I Think, I Write

Some wonderful somebody In Hello Poetry (Ella Johnson) described my work as “amazing”.  I’m flattered beyond words. Such a powerful compliment makes one hardly feel worth it, BUT, if I it is that, it is because:
     Everything I Think, I Write
Everything I think, I write,
For better or for worse,
And since
I cogitate throughout the days,
The thought-turned-phrase
Converts the days to thought-turned-verse.
For some it’s money that’s thought bound.
For some it’s family circled round
Family, worry, God or Death.
My thing is Truth.
Through diverse channels,
Canals all, the universal stall of measure.
I see all as Truth the Treasure.
I can’t stop.  And who would want to.
Rhythm, melody and phrase
The driving craze in me. Yippee!
Here comes the sister poem called Everything Is Worth A Poem #2,
/ I’ve written one before).
If you’ve a sense of rhythm, rhyme,
Metered time, it’s worth a poem.
It may be so-so at the start,
But blurt it out, impart a theme,
It’s worth a go
To watch the darndest things start flowing.
As they insight into…
Clichés there will have to be.
It’s hard to say new, clear things simply.
Idioms on which you grew, they’re you, real you.
Take Dante. Using the colloquial,
To say the deepest things.
And pray!  They’ve lasted,
Nay, outlasted…never to decay as past.
You may start a shallow fellow –
Sleepy, hollow.
You have thoughts – just not developed;
Still a pearl inside the scallop;
You use couplets as your form.  Later on they won’t seem normal.
As you broaden, you’ll be lauded
By the gods of verse in Auden heaven.
Though this may turn out to be
A poem six hundred ninety-three,
And oh, so corny
You can see
It is the height of luxury
And makes me rapturously happy.
Everything I Think I Write 6.16.2018 A Sense Of Ridiculous II; The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Arlene Nover Corwin

I Like Likes But Favor Comments

            I like Likes But Favor Comments
(an online reaction dedicated to all writers and all readers)
I like likes but favor comments.
Words give rise
To something more complex
And bona fide.
When looking into me, my mind,
I find I’m often lazy, hazy –
In which case I use a Like.
Psyche gets a certain kick
From folk who bother with a Like;
But there’s a deeper need for straight,
Upfront commitment, confirmation;
Validation without ego! That’s the trick!
Even when a strong critique,
Comments are a consolation:
Comfort and approval.
Views don’t have to love all,
But a comment turns the tide
To luck constructive and instructive
Plucking out the best in you
And licking ego
Healthily.
Like is almost tepid. Near insipid. Nod of head.
Words are hot.
And commenting has got
To to be the better choice,
Giving voice to entering another’s life;
To taking part in art;
To someone’s heart.
So from heart to you,
Say a word or two.
It will do
Wonders
In abundance.
I Like Likes But Favor Comments 6.15.2018 The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Circling Round Egos; Circling Round Vanities Ii; 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
 
 
 

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

 

 

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