Partners In Rhyme

     Partners In Rhyme

I’m so corny, but it’s fun!

Now to the question:

Who is partner in this scene

Where meaning

Starts and is developed

Meaningfully or codswallop-ed?

Meter counts (at least for me).

Perhaps it is the arbiter,

The bona fide and unalloyed: the real  partner

Overall or under all and after all.

Who knows

When poetry is prose,

Nonsensical or serious?

Sugar sweet or just plain noise?

Lachrymose or just plain gauze?

Perhaps there is no one collaborator

But spans of conspirators

From many sources 

Stacked and heaped and piled high

So that they’re quite unrecognised

By you and I  (by my own eye).

In any case, the phrase, though slight

Is quite deliberately sweet.

And so I use it on this sheet

For you to call it winsome

Or plain ordinary sh—t and cheap.

I repeat:

I can be trite, banal and corny,

But the irony

Is the I’m thoughtful in the written essay,

Trying to share silliness

Or whatsoever depth is there.

Perhaps that is the partner.

Partners In Rhyme 9.23.2018 A Sense Of The Ridiculous II; The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Arlene Nover Corwin

 

 

If Jesus Had Spoken In The Language Of Today

This is an interesting one.🤔✍️📢
 
If Jesus Had Spoken In The Jargon Of Today
 
If Jesus had spoken in the jargon of today.
The men who wrote the Bible might have said it this way:
“Synapse, structures that make up the motion,
Composition, are but transposition
Of all energy, its origin
Of just about the Everything”
So, now when you read…”You and I…made in His image’,
GIve Him homage,
It probably is true.
 
If Jesus walked around today,
He might not have communicated,
“God’s dominion is within”: Instead
He might have put it,
“If you focus on what’s going on inside your head
And other parts, the breath, for instance,
Sensing, sending mental samples out to space,
Slowing down the mental pace
And doing it with well meant practice,
You’d soon be amazed, perhaps fall down in praise,
For gains like this:
Unsought coincidences, sense of order,
Mind a newly found decoder
Giving in to fate’s decisions –
Things outside your influence;
Collisions, and collusions, corrosions and conclusions,
Explosions and erosions, provisions and derisions…
Mind no longer minds
And you’re no longer in a bind.”
 
Modern language is revealing and appealing,
Only asking you to think,
As you stand sponging at the sink
Or having sex with your old ex…
 
If Jesus have survived this day,
He would have liked to say the deepest things
This way,
I’m pretty sure.
 
If Jesus Had Spoken In The Jargon Of Today 9.21.2018 Circling Round Reality; Revelations Big & Small; God Book II; To The Child Mystic II;
 
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There Is No One Method

            There Is No One Method 

To Remember:

There is no one method, 

No one anything that works for all.

No food, no style, no exercise, no smile.

One ‘does’ as circumstance demands

Adapting to the moment, strands

Of will-less-ness  in stillness,

And a stillness in the will-less-ness.

 

Often, mostly, dare I mutter,

Driven by the smut of fear

Undercurrent dragging us

Down into pools that spiral, whirl

And worst of all,

Of which we’re not aware,

There tumbling round us, 

Recognised too late

As fate – no, fright.

There Is No One Method 9.20.2018 Definitely Didactic II;I Is You Is Me Is We;Circling Round Yoga II; Arlene Nover Corwin 

  

Finding Out About Yourself

Finding Out About Yourself

Who am I? 

Who are you?

It will be asked till time is through.

In fact, it may be

Life’s key issue we pursue;

Extro- intro-, odd man out;

A coverall for all the doubt.

 

Who are you, you the total real?

Finding out will skål the soul,

Give skill to soul,,

Transform the budding soul/you whole,

Give vision of capacities you’ d no idea,

Where life’s no more apologia. 

 

It’s a game of Treasure Chest, 

One where you must persevere:.

And in the end you are the measure of the treasure

And your best.

 

How, you ask, can little me be all in one:

Human, angel, paragon?  

In a nutshell, a nice person!

Remember too, it’s only ever you

Who knows exactly who you are,

All others are interpreters, projecters

Of who they are. 

Far 

From who you are at any moment.

So,

While you are there observing, 

Being altered and improved

Finding out about yourself, you cannot waiver.

It’s a trip demanding courage

Into superannuated age,

Its pointers in the right direction never over.

Skål – Swedish: drink (to) the health of, drink to, salute, honour; archaic pledge.

Finding Out About Yourself 9.20.2018 Nature Of & In Reality; Revelations Big & Small; 

Massaging Each Other

Massaging Each Other😍👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨✍️

There we were,
Abreast of one another,
Or,
To be grammatically a brother, –
Beside each other,
Side by side, close to…
Nose to…
(I’m a sucker for a rhyme)
Morning fingers pushing gently,
Then experimentally
Finding spots so tender
From the night before.
Here and there, right sore
Indeed.
Not eros –
Nothing like that fed or seeded.
Just the miracle of touch.
Magic finger brains coupled to
The intuition. Such
Intelligence.
No wonder we’ve survived these million years.

Massaging Each Other 9.19.2018 Love Relationships II; Circling Round Eros II; I Is Always You Is We; Arlene Nover Corwin.

Words, Wisdom, Art

A kind reader called me ‘wise’. Who knows if one is wise or not? One has insights now and again. Sometimes judicious and far-sighted. One is never sure. One simply looks around, reflects, selects, words based on one’s own propensities and character. One is happy if one’s ideas stir the pot of good feeling, constructive feelings – some things positive in any case, in another.🔍

Anyway, those words inspired these this morning:

Words, Wisdom, Art🤔✍️

The world is full of words.
Words help the mind to make connections.
The connections cause reflections
Shining back to help the mind.

The world is full of rhythms.
Things go clang, bang, boom, boom, boom,
And suddenly the word’s a drum.
You put the word and drum together –
Out comes humming, drumming verse;
Prose, a song, God knows what more…
The mind so full, the store
Of mental imaging eye-deas have use.
Put together, out comes art, the spark of deity
In all the global race.

Words, Wisdom, Art 9.18.2018 The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Arlene Nover Corwin

Full Of LIfe’s Meaning

           Full Of Life’s Meaning

Health and meaning,

Productivity and goodness,

Each without the other 

Pointless, empty, aimless.

Karma is as karma does,

Cause, effect, impact that follows

Following the karmic laws;

Chains of act and motivation:

Like a train into a station;

Moving on – you get my point.

Pointing in and at direction

New to view, ensue, continuing

Forever on.

 

For that reason goodness pays.

So does purity of heart.

These the simplest of start,

Richest at the end.

(and even in the middle,

though not looking like it then).

 

This, a facile little verse 

Written post a cup of java.

Oversimplified, naive,

Written down with caffeine fervor,

Nonetheless sincere endeavour

To get at a truth received;

The intellect experiential,  never swayed

By morning  coffee’s  coaxing way. 

 

And so it ends as it began:

Metaphysical, material and grand,

Taking effort to achieve,

You and I but motes 

And sometimes idiots

Living disquietly in worlds of floods

And wars and riots.  

 

Just remember, life that’s full of

Health and meaning, creativity and goodness.

Each without the other pointless, empty, aimless.

Life itself, its energy

Was meant to be

That.

Full Of Life’s Meaning 9,17.2018 Nature Of & In Reality; Revelations Big & Small; God Book II; Arlene Nover Corwin 

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