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LOVE OF HUMANITY.

“Mr. & Mrs. Cuddly Poo!”

BUT THERE’S YOU!” a poem in the series “Mr. & Mrs. Cuddly Poo!” a.k.a.: “My Heart Is Always Waiting There For You, In Our Cuddly Bed!” Feb. 11, 2019 (Monday)

A day comes! (which you, maybe, DON’T LIKE!)

Well, you can STILL go for a ride on your spiffy, little bike!
Or, if you wish,

CRAWL INTO OUR CUDDLY BED!

And just LAY THERE! and-play like-you’re [really] dead,*
But-REMEMBER: As the years go by,
Some days will come – and make you cry,
And, then, another-day-will-come, and ALL WILL SEEM FINE,
So! You’ll get some sunshine – AND BE MY VALENTINE!
And (then) The bad day’s “gone,” and Everything’s GROOVY:
It’s THE EBB & FLOW – of “The Sea’s” GRANDE MOVIE!

The FLOW? EXPANDS! and feels good;
The EBB? WITHDRAWS! but, y’know, you COULD,
When-it’s-“ebbing,” always-remember-“THAT DAY,”
When I met YOU, and we were happy & gay,
To-know-that-we-could-cuddle-TOGETHER – in-a-world [even] like this!
A PERFECT ANGEL! for-me to kiss,
And cuddle – and cherish – and lose-my-mind-about,
And I-am-still so-sure – that I would love-to-consider {ANY} DOUBT,
About all our glorious – and fun-filled days!
The EBBing still will come, perhaps! BUT – I shall gladly raise,
A murmur of excitement, for it’s-a-PRETTY-GOOD-BET,
That-a glorious-day is-nearly-here- with-“my-perfect-pet,”
And I-can-spend-it-with-you, and-I-DO-guess-I-can-emerge,
From the blankets of our cuddly-bed – to-even-sing “a dirge?”
BUT! A DIRGE – LEADING TO HOPEFULNESS – THAT MIGHT COME TRUE:

TOMORROW! or-ANY-DAY! for I’m ALWAYS WITH YOU!** 🙂 – Yeah!

fin ❤

* – famous (last?) words: “YOU THINK I’M KIDDING!?” A: I AM! Yay! Whoopee!
** – for you are no more distant, than RIGHT HERE! in My Heart! ❤

I look at you
And I wonder
How I got to be so damn lucky
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“BEST FRIEND!”

“BEST FRIEND!” a poem a.k.a.: “The Reaction Time Of Love!” February 11, 2019! (Monday)

Your best friend? ‘TIS YOUR BODY!
For-you-take-it – to the potty!
You greet it early – early on,
On-each tomorrow, at the dawn,
When-you-get-stirr-ED, from your rest,
And each day? Well, it-is the best,
Means-of telling-you – IF-YOU’RE ALIVE!
Or – if-you have a chance to “thrive,”
In-this-new-day – to love and cry,
With others – and to-say, “Well, HI!”
To new friends, yes, and-to(o) some old,
TO BE real REAL – and – slightly BOLD,
To see all-the-beauty – EVERYWHERE,
Like – with the birdies! Look!? There’s-a-pair,
Who chirp – and ask – for-a-little-seed,
So they can feed&screw&breed!
In-the-perfect-cycle of this life,
It-finds-me with my lovely wife!
My BODY – opens up to her,
On-our-bilateral, guided-tour,
Of HER-BODY, plus: mind-and-spirit;
Her body? I-like! -to-be – quite-near-it,
Because-she-doth-attract-me-so!
[I AM ADDICTED! Don’t-you-know?]
MY BODY LOVES TO JUST RE-ACT,
TO HER! and-that’s-why – WE ARE ‘SHACKED!” 🙂 – Mmmmm! Lovely!

Friends are relatives you are blessed you
Make for yourself
Comfortable🕊


True friends
Are the ones who lift you up
When no one has noticed
When you’re down and out
Friends 💙

Only those who are genuinely in love
Will Understand the difference between
Friends and
Best Friends who are lovers know the difference
Sleeping over is sex without love
True love ~ Sex = Best Friends
COUPLE 💙

DEAD POETS’ SOCIETY!”  a poem   02/10/19 (SUNDAY)

DEAD POETS’ SOCIETY!” a poem 02/10/19 (SUNDAY)

THE MYSTIC POET HAS-BEEN DISCOVERED D E A D,
With a message carved into his head!
IN HIS HAND-WRITING, was “dug in:”
“I DID IT! ME!” (and he wore a big grin!)

And-when, in The Afterlife, The Poet arrived,
A million drunken angels! Each one he “high- < > -FiVed!”

THEY HAD A BIG, HOLY SUPPER, WITH BREAD &-A-LOTTA-WINE!
“At last,” They said, “The Master (pause)
Has-come-back-HERE to-dine!”

fin ❤

Dead Poets Society 🤗

My little Darlin 🤗

MY DARLIN 💙

“THE Heart ART of Compassion!”

“IN SEARCH OF THE SACRED HEART OF JESUS!”* a poem a.k.a.: “THE Heart ART of Compassion!” Feb. 10, 2019 (Sunday) for: Brian, after his Spanish Class!

COME LEARN; GET SMART! (pause)
“BUT!-I-want-a-‘GOOD’ HEART! So, tell me – What-can-I-do?”

WELL! THIS-IS-THE- O N L Y-ADVICE-I-CAN-OFFER!
IT’S ALL THAT I HAVE FOR YOU:
“Die WELL! just die – in-a-‘pauper’s’-grave,
With all the townsfolk! there – to rave,
ABOUT WHAT-A-WONDERFUL -AND-KIND-BLOKE YOU WERE,
As they’re throwing-flowers-and-crying- at-your-funeral-for-sure!”

So, I gave up all of-my considerable estate;
GAVE-IT-ALL TO-MY-NEIGHBORS, WHO TOLD ME I-WAS-GREAT,
And I lived as a pauper, ate water and bread;
I slept always outside, with rocks for my bed,
And I died and-went-to-Heaven, but no-one-came to grieve,
At my funeral site – ALONE! I-DID “LEAVE!?”
I-guess my-Heart-was-never-“GOOD,” since no one came to mourn;
WHAT-A-PITY IT-REALLY-WAS, THAT-I WAS EVER BORN,
Even though I gave-up my money – property – and estate!

“BUT YOUR INTENTION MUST BE PURE, for, a ‘GOOD’ heart ISN’T ‘GREAT,’
IF-you’re-‘TRYING’-to-have-‘a good heart!’ for SUCH-only-happens to,
Those who simply DO THEIR BEST – with no reward in view!
An-INTENTION TO-BE-GOOD for-the-sake of recognition,
Is never very “sacred!” You might as well go fishin’!
And IF you catch a fish – to eat for dinner time,
Apologize &-thank the fish, for that can be sublime!
Yet, IF-THE-FISH SAYS: “THROW ME BACK!” Do it right away,
And forget-dinner on that night! PERHAPS, ANOTHER DAY!
But, if the fish says: “OK! You’re welcome!” and “Have-a-real-good-meal,”
Then share fish dinner – with a stranger – one, for whom you feel,
COMPASSION! (pause)
Plus-the-compassion-you-showed, by-being-‘mindful’-of-your-food!
COMPASSION’S FOUND IN-A-GOOD-HEART, with A-KINDLY, HAPPY MOOD!”

fin ❤

* – or The Buddha, Moses, Muhammad, Confucius, Zoroaster, Krishna, or your favorite!

COMPASSION
Miracle 👄

~ The Old Gray Wall – Bliss Carman

Time out of mind I have stood
Fronting the frost and the sun,
That the dream of the world might endure,
And the goodly will be done.
Did the hand of the builder guess,
As he laid me stone by stone,
A heart in the granite lurked,
Patient and fond as his own?
Lovers have leaned on me
Under the summer moon,
And mowers laughed in my shade
In the harvest heat at noon.

Children roving the fields
With early flowers in spring,
Old men turning to look,
When they heard a blue-bird sing,

Have seen me a thousand times
Standing here in the sun,
Yet never a moment dreamed
Whose likeness they gazed upon.

Ah, when will ye understand,
Mortals who strive and plod,—
Who rests on this old gray wall
Lays a hand on the shoulder of God!

~ The Old Gray Wall – Bliss Carman

~ The Heart of Night – Bliss Carman

When all the stars are sown
Across the night-blue space,
With the immense unknown,
In silence face to face.
We stand in speechless awe
While Beauty marches by,
And wonder at the Law
Which wears such majesty.
How small a thing is man
In all that world-sown vast,
That he should hope or plan
Or dream his dream could last!

O doubter of the light,
Confused by fear and wrong,
Lean on the heart of night
And let love make thee strong!

The Good that is the True
Is clothed with Beauty still.
Lo, in their tent of blue,
The stars above the hill!

~ The Heart of Night – Bliss Carman

~ The Eavesdropper – Bliss Carman

In a still room at hush of dawn,
My Love and I lay side by side
And heard the roaming forest wind
Stir in the paling autumn-tide.
I watched her earth-brown eyes grow glad
Because the round day was so fair;
While memories of reluctant night
Lurked in the blue dusk of her hair.
Outside, a yellow maple tree,
Shifting upon the silvery blue
With tiny multitudinous sound,
Rustled to let the sunlight through.

The livelong day the elvish leaves
Danced with their shadows on the floor;
And the lost children of the wind
Went straying homeward by our door.

And all the swarthy afternoon
We watched the great deliberate sun
Walk through the crimsoned hazy world,
Counting his hilltops one by one.

Then as the purple twilight came
And touched the vines along our eaves,
Another Shadow stood without
And gloomed the dancing of the leaves.

The silence fell on my Love’s lips;
Her great brown eyes were veiled and sad
With pondering some maze of dream,
Through all the splendid year was glad.

Restless and vague as a gray wind
Her heart had grown, she knew not why.
But hurrying to the open door,
Against the verge of western sky

I saw retreating on the hills,
Looming and sinister and black,
The stealthy figure swift and huge
Of One who strode and looked not back.

~ The Eavesdropper – Bliss Carman

….Warren Zevon

Don’t let us get sick
Don’t let us get old
Don’t let us get stupid, all right?
Just make us be brave
And make us play nice
And let us be together tonight

The sky was on fire
When I walked to the mill
To take up the slack in the line
I thought of my friends
And the troubles they’ve had
To keep me from thinking of mine

Don’t let us get sick
Don’t let us get old
Don’t let us get stupid, all right?
Just make us be brave
And make us play nice
And let us be together tonight

The moon has a face
And it smiles on the lake
And causes the ripples in Time
I’m lucky to be here
With someone I like
Who maketh my spirit to shine

Don’t let us get sick
Don’t let us get old
Don’t let us get stupid, all right?
Just make us be brave
And make us play nice
And let us be together tonight….Warren Zevon

Prayer

Heavenly Father, You have called us to grow in grace, to increase our understanding of Jesus and to develop a close and intimate relationship with You. Lord, this is what I desire to do, and I pray I may come to know You more and more each day.


Amen

Dear Lord
Goodbye America
Until we meet again
Remember how loved you are America
Australia ~ Amen

Prayer

Prayer for Focus

Lord, let me focus on my task.

Place all my mind on my work.

Let my labors be in service of You.

For Your eternal glory and honor.

Amen.

Lord
I truly love thee
With everything I am
And with all my inner strength
To share your love
In your holy light
Of forgiveness
Amen 🕊
Thou art great
Amen

“Wedding Song!” 

“WHAT THE . . . ” a poem a.k.a.: “Wedding Song!” Feb. 6, 2019 (Wednesday)

You wanna fall in love?! Well, THAT’S-JUST so INSANE!
EVEN IF it works out A LITTLE BIT, there’ll-be a lotta pain,
And people will cry; dogs will howl!
Jilted lovers – will-be on the prowl!
WHAT ARE YOU THINKING? HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?
Do you wanna end up in a real bind?

HOWEVER!
STOP THE PRESS! Even so,

Even-IF – it doesn’t work out VERY well,
Even-if you two-together- land -up-in-Hell,
Even-if The World turns against you – and you’ve got to flee into exile,
Well, YEAH! YOU’RE RIGHT!! (of course!) Love’s-worth-it, all the while,
Despite any torturous yearning – and the fear of loss,
Some jealousy that’s burning – and – IT’S-ALL A-BIG COIN TOSS,
But, by GOD! If-it works-out – or even – just a little,
It’s what makes “life” tolerable – IT sends us to “The Middle,”
To THE CALM, SERENE, DIVINE – UNION OF THE CROSS,
Where Jesus Christ WAS crucified, BUT – NEVER SUFFERED “LOSS!”
For, when fire and water – across-and up-and-down,
Intercept in PERFECTION, well – There’s NO adjective or noun,
To describe IT – Call it: Heaven! or, maybe, Sweet Nirvana!
The crossing of “the opposites?” – is The Bridegroom plus Madonna,
Which creates THE NOW, so, for-God’s-sake, GO-FOR-“THE-BROKEN-RULE,”
‘Cause, IF you don’t, you will have become, the biggest, gosh-darn “fool!”
For, when the chance of True-Love arises, it’s-NOT “some-chance-of-a-lifetime!”
IT’S-ETERNITY-AND-STELLAR-BLISS, “The Perfect, Ultimate Rhyme!” 🙂 – Whoa!

fin ❤

Animal Rights

“Human beings are a part of the animal kingdom, not apart from it. The separation of “us” and “them” creates a false picture and is responsible for much suffering. It is part of the in-group/out-group mentality that leads to human oppression of the weak by the strong as in ethic, religious, political, and social conflicts.” ― Marc Bekoff


* – I haven’t used that one ever, have I?

“YOU AND BAD POETRY ARE ALWAYS ON MY MIND!” a poem 02/04/2019 (Monday morning!)
[The Mystic Poet Tumblr site has been awarded the 2018 Golden Poetic Raspberry Award (known simply as: The Poo-Razzie) for “Worst Poetic Conceptions Ever!” We of “The Mystic Poet” site are heartily thankful for this honor and pledge to do even worse!

“They are similar words, with similar rhyme,
With a similar style – all of the time,
And similar lines, about the same old stuff,
And similar rhythm! WE’VE JUST HAD ENOUGH,
Of your uncreative ob-ser-vations,
Your-PLETHORA*- of conster-nations,
Your lamenting – endlessly -about this and that,
With no real solution! You’re just like a gnat,
Flitting around – with no real worth,
Sucking my air, on our planet Earth!”

So! I got me a job! as a GUARD,
At The Border! It wasn’t too hard!
Trump was pleased – that I had a gun,
And, when-I-wasn’t-busy-shooting “wetbacks” on-the-run,
Or sweating a lot, in the afternoon sun,
I sang little ditties – and it was fun!
UNTIL! Trump came by – and cursed my singing:
“I just don’t like it! Buzzards-you’re-bring,
Because they think that something dying down here;
Your vocal shrieking-is unpleasantly clear!”
So, he took my uniform – took all my gear,
And I wandered in the desert, for less than a year!
I ENCOUNTERED THE DEVIL, WHO HIMSELF IS A POET!!
She’s pretty good, I think, but no one will ever know it!
I met Him in (the) HEAT, near a Border Town,
She was a real clever gal – kinda like a s – x – clown!
“I was banished here!! by Heaven Above,
For penning poetry, about passion and Love!”
“Well, me-too!” said I; “The-World’s-kinda-un-poetic!”
“Yeah! Well, a lot o’ folks can be boring! That gives me a head-ach’!”

fin ❤

* – I haven’t used that one ever, have I?

LOVE IT!”  a poem

LOVE IT!” a poem
There is no WINNING – and no LOSING!
There’s-only-you – and we are cruising,
Through our life, with sails wide open!
Pardon me! I-know I’m-often gropin’ –
And hopin’-too, that we’ll proceed –
Happily together – I’ll let you lead,
When you are strong, and, then, when not,
I’ll lead a while! Look-what-I’ve bought?
A “keep safe box” here, for your Heart,
Which is so precious, and LIFE is ART!
Success isn’t measured, according to mundane,
Preconceived notions! Let me explain:
For “winning” and “losing” are just judgment calls,
Taught in sterile, academy halls!
There’s only LOVING YOU, no more, no less,
Call-it: “win-win”-for-all, with-no-need to-impress!

Always on my mind
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