Uncategorized

Playing Without Weapons

She played her mysterious saxophone
as if we could be together alone
in concert halls
and Republican
and Green Democratic balls,
behind
and in front of
magisterial boundary walls.

She brought in a few million dollars
from quiet
more sedate
enraptured listening fans

Before her critics
complained She takes no risks,
no dissonance dare pass her wet vibrating reed.
Hopelessly romantic,
Without a hint of unpredictability.
Too many sustained wooden notes!

She is to saxophone performance
as communion
and compassionate communication
are to tiresomely pedantic religious orthodoxy,
behind
and in front of
multiculturing experiential walls.

About half a billion well-voiced dollars later,
She thought it time to respond
from a patriarchal position of musing strength.

“I invite those who don’t like my ecofeminist natural music
to not listen with such obviously desperate disappointment.
Instead
make your own muse
on your own performing saxophone
or flute,
Your own drum of choice.
Become wildly successful
with your own well-tooled, but unweaponed, message.
Make tons of fan co-invested money.”

“And, when you do,
I am sure I will have a chance to listen mindfully with you.
And, I hope I will become greatly amazed
with spatial wonder
and timeless awe.”

“I will be so happy
to raptly listen
and write your superlative review,
to become your greatest co-empathic fan.”

“Sadly,
until that great gettin-up morning,
I will continue playing my best music alone,
and hope you will now know
my muse and I best hope
to become your John the Baptist,
in faith waiting for your richer Messiah tunes
of even greater
wealthier
healthier rapture.”

Standard
Uncategorized

Healthy Arts

A sometimes Yin
sometimes Yang
climate health advocate,
reading Thich Nhat Hanh,
unlyrically speaking of the Arts,
Muses of Communication,
creating resiliently wealthy Community,

S/he warmly considers
Why is such a simple book
so difficult to remember,
and breathfully incarnate?
Soaring through each chapter
for the third time
in less than an historic decade,

She notices
before “Art of Communicating”
Thich Nhat Hanh wrote
Science of “Fear.”

Fears about courageously communicating
even within our left and curious right hemispheres
about either/or
thought v feeling
dominating Western sciences
for dualistic cognitive nature v emotive spirit research
overpowering both/and Eastern acts of compassion,
compression
expansion

S/he holds these sacred communion keys
close within his vest,
listening for peaceful control
of that which leaves her
listening impassioned nest.

She speaks harmonic mantras
for love of understanding
when suffering arises
so too do fear
and stressed out waiting ominous boredom,
without nurtured lives of courage
climate planning.

Despite lapse of peaceful memory,
s/he’s more mindful now of vocational communions
in global interweaving communities
continuing resilient international health communication

When s/he practices
zen re-reads
time re-practices
curious compassions
overwhelming Western fear-filled praxis.

Standard
Uncategorized

What Could We Say?

What will you say
as we sing out of tune?

Will you stand up
and strike out
with me?

What would you do
if the world were insane
as a flat screen TV
proclaiming his need
to be me?

When will we see
with our Earth’s lighter eyes
as we listen for win-win surprise
exclaiming our power
to become bicamerally dexterous we?

What will you sing
when we talk out of tune?

Will you strike out
and stand up
with me?

Standard
Uncategorized

Singing Circle

We meet within and without Earth
in singing circles

Round songs
proposing this day’s square cubed marches
in 4/4
not not spatial seasoned time
within and without
singing interdependently ratioed ZeroSoul circles

Webs between life’s right conservative feeling
without emotional intelligent walls
against left’s liberal loving win/win boundaried thoughts

Singing ZeroCircles
meeting within cellular walls
without Earth-bound webs
of interdependently woven information
exforming previously well-sung circles.

Standard
Uncategorized

Same Old Song ReDanced

When singing a splendid solo
in a public place
becomes a political act,

When dancing a diva duet
in your mama’s public space
becomes a barely tolerable act
for economic and politically powerful developers,

Then opportunities for communion
have devolved into too uncivil communities
for cooperative eco-social resilience.

Standard
Uncategorized

Virgin Spring

We each have that early spring
post-matriarchal
un-hibernating
emerging from EarthMother moment,

An awareness memory
of late winter’s pregnant demands
to cramp and thrust forward
patriarchally over-powering
in full summer’s fertile august strength.

We each have this great green climate moment
of silent anticipation
bringing all our ancients gathered
and returning reborn music
danced in-between winter
and spring’s wild awakening
win winning together
seamlessly

All climates marched before
with all moods augustly septumbering behind
health/wealth bicamerally reiterating after

We each share one Great Matriarchal Transition
early springing out all over memory metaphors
of EarthMother’s first heart-felt song
sung inside late winter’s last hibernating
passive moments of bipolar unconsciousness

Marching into win/lose political
and economic
and personal
and natural/spiritual dipolar climates
and metaphoric moods,
conflicted/restricted voices
heard in slow-jazzed magic soul

As Pisces twins float midway
between healthy swimming heaven
and pathological hell
bi-fractally fifth-dimension
Aquarian EarthClimate ascendent

Emerging pregnant with creative nondual tension
as a regenerating inside/outside new mom moon

Transitional integrity’s annual fullness
reborn win-win EarthPatriotic power
of a liberating Virgo’s
august appolonian/dionysian
yang/yin
east/west LeftDominant
south/north RightRecessive revolutionary prominent
march toward democratic health/wealth
EarthCentric promise
with 2020 reverse-hierarchical ReVision.

Reborn of FatherNorth
and MotherSouth soils
and ancient DNA fractal regenerations

Zero ZenZone bicameral souls
of jazz dance left springing up and out
with gospel soul sung winter force/source right

Marching reborn
Matriarchal/Patriarch restoring justice,

Non-violent communicating embodied co-passions,
Pisces twins swim-dance
with spiritual gospel win/win Virgin muses
east with west
right early spring left late winter
in grateful green anticipation.

Standard
Uncategorized

Singing FullVoiced

I speak in LeftBrain dominant
because all speech is Left/Right indivisibly prominent.
But, at my LeftMind best
at least I speak against colonizing oppression
repression of creolizing co-acclimation,
suppression of RightBody emotive intelligence
for health and nutrition EarthTribe loyalty,
wildly enthusiastic radical feminist fealty
enthymeming ancient eco-speakers
silently acting out with trees
in full moon clenching dreams.

I sing in RightBrain effluent
because all non-verbal muses
and myths
emotive mists are RightBodied
non-dominating communication affluent

With respect for bilaterally graced
EarthTribal nature/spirit-laws
nurturing health and nutrition compassion
cooperatively-held by non-violent revolutionary ecofeminists,

Matriarchally silent singing
within MotherTree reverse-hierarchical nurture memories
root systemically experiencing renewing moon motions
disclinating night-mare
dark muse of re-memories rebirthing
curiously courageous pro-active hope.

Standard