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The Princess Smells Like Pee

Once upon this time
Princess Yang
yells her dad,
You are an ugly king!

This, even before her usual
Good morning, daddy.

Her ugly King responds,
Princess Yang
looks and sounds just like me.

You are a pickle hamburger
and its raining here,
she responds,
somewhat randomly

It is raining pee
if you ask me
nose
and you are doing your private rain dance
too well,
said King Daddy.

You are the King
and the Princess and the Prince
and the Queen
and the UglyQueen StepMother
living happily ever after,
declared his awestruck Princess.

The End?
gratefully asked the King
of Yang eco-domination.

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Love Through All Seasons

What does it mean to you
to be loved
right here
where you live and breathe,
eat and occasionally shower?

What value would you give
my investment of mutual regard?

Do you know
you can love
and be loved
for who you are right now?
And for that sainted sinner
you inevitably will become,
and for all those you have been
since first I laid eyes on you,
and smelled you,
and listened for your still small
and large voices.

Love cannot be reduced
and confined
to just one tense,
or even two
with those we are committed to
and for;
And best spreads across
all four seasons
of sacred change.

Love is limited
only by mistrusting imagination,
WinLose dissonant assumption,
reductions of sacred organic integrity
to secular strategic mendacity,
deducted images distancing us
confining what I know and feel
for you and us up to now,

Not disregarding
or over-valuing
past and potential future
wealth for what feels safe for us today
to believe and hope,
our reviving health
tomorrow.

 

When winters hand out plastic bottled lemon juice
and grieving onions
too long endured,
I would like to trade some for limes
and grateful southern summer garlic
if you have those
to share.

Together
we might make lemon-lime local aid
and add community’s basic bullion
for regenerate harvest
building stone multiculturing soup,
green vegetarian
and redmeat simmering stews.

When life hands us lemons
and FixIt unpeeling onions
Earth invites rebirthing us
to re-imagine all four seasons
and three tenses together
our re-creolizing cacophany
with restoring beverage
of healthy re-changing choice
for loving peace as resilient ecojustice.

Love of who and what,
when and where,
and why until just us again,
revisiting community polycultural outdoor worship
during summer health-climax

And on through fall harvest,
and yet another inevitable winterish lemon
of creolizing discontent,
stuck inside
liturgical long-range extended family garden planning
plotting worshiping community love redevelopment,
global song and dance sacred restoration,
healthy-wealth of peace

As integrity of love
for WinWin organic choices
changing four-seasons from above
as below,
without
as within.

 

 

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Seen But Not Heard

I remain stuck
and struck
by children to be seen behaving
but preferably not heard
regardless of behavior,

But especially not heard criticizing their WiseElders
or, probably worse, mimicking them;
although some parents,
especially grandparents,
do see mimicry as graceful flattery
and occasionally a disgraceful lesson–
our children hope to see and hear us
behaving healthy, in return.

This feels very like future employees
to be seen functioning properly
according to corporate wealth-enculturing rules
and not to be heard
criticizing their WiseSuperiors.
Which may have nothing to do
with seniority or merit or wisdom,
much less all three,
or with WinWin supervisory therapeutic skills.

Seen obeying
and not heard criticizing
also feels like an evangelical fundamentalist
of God is Win
and the Devil makes us Lose–
a fascist punisher of bad behavior
and intrusive colonizing speech

Waiting his patriarchal turn
to play God
getting retributive even
bullying those disgraceful not listened to
rather than loving all (green) seen
as graceful learning DNA/RNA eco-mimicry.

Work That Reconnects
Future Searches
for God as cooperative Gaian Hypothesis,
syncretic PositivEnergy Democratic co-facilitators,
disciples of healthy grateful co-listening,
taking graceful health-directing turns

ReConnecting parents with children who watch
and act
and grow
with pride of co-creation
listening to EarthTribe voices
with polycultural
mnultigenerational compassion

These FutureSeekers
and developers
do not monoculturally confine
restorative voices of OrthodoxGod
to retributive NotSoWise PunishingElders.

WinWin CoDesigners
appreciate each voice of sacred dignity
including Wise NewBorn Integrity,
yang still with yin delight
Ego co-arising Sacred ElderEco.

Patriarchal doers
and global movers
and planet shakers,
but not plant terrorists and punishers,
are also FirstNation Matriarchal
holy global spirit-listeners,
from whom we originally Gaia re-incarnated,

Heard DNA with RNA more solidarity empowered
PositivEnergy Democracy
restoratively therapeutic
and seen less
as non-violent cooperative weakness.

And yet,
even with all that said
and probably not a prayer of being heard,
I remain stuck
and struck
by children to be seen
and preferably not heard
by God
and Allah
and parents
and future WinLose punishing employers,
monoculturing owners and colonizers
more than polyculturing co-operators
and DNA-RNA WiseElder creolizers.

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Vitamin D

I have a youngest sunny D
an improvising third of four
in third quarter beating maleness rhyme.

He wears the greatest many hats
but only one spirit-timed
Hippocratic
convocation
evocation.

He sings and shouts
C Major 7th inside voices
and outdoor D minor diminishments.

I have a youngest son named D,
improvising three for four
communicating RightBrain dominant
rhythmic looping sound vocations,
invocations
vacations
easier on my WiseElder
matriarchal years
counted in and by and with
AnimaMundi’s
robust
Plan D.

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The Admirable Admirer

I did not understand his visit,
it’s timing
or purpose
nor he mine, I suppose.

I would have asked
but Why?
felt better as a mystery
or magic
or in-between
explored by mythic listening
and passionate watching.

He was tall
slender
muscular without too much diesel Yang,
Graceful
and ecstatic
to see me again
after all these in-between years.

I was on an urgent mission
to rescue two wounded children
from uncertain surgical government
absence of healing care
but had to stop
as he approached
as if I were the only person
in all of Sacred EarthTribe
he had ever loved,
could love,
would love

But “should love”
that was my question
about why this visit
now
when I was so otherwise committed,
exhausted really.

Before I could explain
about my perennial rescue mission
he wanted to share with me
how remarkable his friend
who adopted
two complexly hurt children.

His enthusiasm was contagious
and comforting
What I needed to hear
to feel I merited his handsome smile
happy eyes
his intimately frank appraisal
of having been found good,
worthy in more ways than one
if I know what he means.

If he is this excited
about his friend
on a new rescue mission
for climate health of innocence
how enthused might he become
when I tell him
I am a struggling therapeutic parent
of four complex and discarded post-millennials,
inching toward our peaceful revolution,
restoring self with other love
integrity.

But he was gone
with the morning alarm
before we had time
to consummate this fabulous exchange
of mutual admiration.

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Night Shift

Last night
I slept
or tried to
despite sharp elbows and knees
and hopelessly dark intrusive shoulders

In concerted effort
to squash me
into a round flat stanley
gingerbread manface

Squarely soft
like a just-right nutritious blanket
of good ginger smells
nurturing his palsied
elbows and lumpy knees,
bumpy shoulders and mind

Sleeping peaceful
innocence unvowed

No seizures allowed.

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Highest and Best Use

What is our highest good
as parents,
grandparents,
children of WiseElder mentors,
mountains and valleys,
sun and moon,
planets and plants,
clouds and rivers,
trees and toads,
eagles and dragonflies,
and occasionally parents.

How do we kindly,
with integrity,
invite ourselves
our families
our tribes
and communities
toward more resilient polycultural health,
restoring justice as local through global peace,
reforesting PositivEnergy CoOperative Democracy
wherever our eyes
are happy to see?

How do we support ourselves
and our families
and resilient communities
in staying away from
pathological dangers,
chaos opposing integrity
by marketing itself
with pretentious
mendacious Theory.

There could be no chaos theory
any more than there could be an unorganized
thoroughly dissonant system.

Where will our great grandchildren
look back to find
their most resonantly healthy WiseElder Allies?

How will they frame their,
and our WinWin game,
Great Transitional gratitude
of and for healthy ZeroZone
polycultural regeneration
across space
and through time?

Our best bicameral balancing LeftYang Self
with RightYin not-not Sacred EarthSoul.

PositivEnergy Spirit
of LeftBrain EcoCentric imagination
resiliently resonant ZeroZone WinWin
co-arising EgoYang-EcoYinYin
EarthSoul DNA-RNA Zero-Sum Solidarity
rapture memories.

PolyPathic Left
co-arising
co-gravitating
dualdark YinSquared speed of light=PositivEnergy Yang,
polyphonically resonant,
double-binding Yang/Yin ZeroSum EarthSoul,
Resilient Heart-Theory
of ZeroSum co-arising
Prime Ta(0) Relationship.

Something in this notUniversal-notUnitarian bilateral integrity frame
ZeroSum Tit for Tat
is where I best care for my WinWin self
and best mentor my kids
to bilaterally engage
multicultural imagination
with healthy co-empathic memory

Memories reconnecting
reconsidering
reweaving
redeeming
our best cooperative highest good
for ourselves
for our families
for our schools
and communities
of WiseElder mutual support
with our plants
for this mutual holonically secular/sacred EarthSouled Tribe

Revolving together cooperatively
or further apart LeftBrain competitively
on our EarthBound
resilient
health journey
toward EarthSoul wealth.

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