Shower Song

I did this over ten years ago, off the top of my head, with only a few memorized lyrics.  This is one of my only poems EVER with course language. I shared the recording with brand new colleagues.  Mistake.  What may be the bigger mistake is the reaction and interpretation people have had.  This may be the piece which created so much stigma, as to draw fire.  Really it is mostly subconscious rambling, with a very much less than accurate reflection of my actual behavior, experience and true values, although it is clearly in the undercurrent.  It is heavy metal poetry, not all real life.  It is not sexist.  It is not depraved.  If that is how people have interpreted it, then shame on them. Get your mind out of the gutter.

12:59 Shower

For the last challenge,

You will have a ice cold shower…

An ice cold shower?

An ice cold shower…

Freezing cold winter rain causing subliminal pain,

Burning hot summer heat, wipes you off your frickin feet, hey,

Translucent white of the ashes,

Flying from the volcano, in the heart of the city,

Industrial pipes billowing smoke clouds that drip on you every day,

And they burn through your skin,

And your place in the city is just too close to the city,

Watch the rain as it comes down fast,

You can see the faces of the under-known,

Watch the clouds as they pass on by,

You can see the faces of the other silent watchers,

On the other silent planet, with the other silent,

Traces of time on the edge of your moment,

Makes you feel like you shouldn’t have ever known it,

I can’t believe what has happened…

To the place where I used to be in the most,

Desperate change to the need in your reach,

The conversation having you, is having you beat,

You can’t understand why there looking down on you like that,

Looking up into the sky,

It makes me wonder why,

I’m thinking all the time that there is going to be some saving grace,

And you just let the reflections of God, given to you,

And let you receive, unto this beneficial bullshit,

Pinned down by the man,

The one that’s up above,

Staring at you like you are just a little piece of work,

That needs some seasoning, you frickin little jerk,

And then you see the idle eyes,

Are in the brain and in the skies,

You know that he is really,

Somewhere,

Connected to you,

Through some passage,

Through some thought,

Through some subconscious pathway,

Fucking bullshit.

Hey,

Hey,

Hey!

Hey!

How the hell do you expect to receive it by standing on your porch?

Your porch is underground,

Oh taste the fresh, or just confess good,

I want to see Frankenstein, growing in this,

But that I can tell ya, that I can tell what I say,

He’s chasing the other dream,

He has thoughts and he has feelings,

She is right and she’s believing,

No one can be cooking more than me,

Oh we have iodized, idealized precision,

And we just know that one thing to do is every day,

Make your decision,

Pitter patter, let’s get at ‘er,

Pitter patter, it’s pouring outside,

That’s not pitter patter – that’s rapid torrential thumping,

It’s raining outside, but it’s kind of intermittent,

While yesterday’s massive storm left me drenched,

It seems the calm can be refreshed,

and we can leave the daily mess,

But you were twisting your words like a wrench,

Intermittent intimate,

Enter, enter, intermittent intimate,

Intermittent intimate,

What I say,

Well it’s nice out outside,

And it’s finally subsided,

And the calm can be refreshed every day,

Is seems the skin that is burning is from your yearning,

And we make it through just this way,

Intermittent intimate,

Intermittent intimate,

Oh kitten, Intermittent,

I meant it all baby,

Constant refusal is kind of amusing,

I can’t stand it any fucking more,

You want to get down with the sound of your feeling,

But there’s nowhere to go when you’re sore,

Chase the ace…

Oh, she’s sweet…

Take, the last, breath of the day,

12:59 How ya feeling, Fine,

That’s alright – How are you?

We all doing alright just to know that you’re good,

And you know what to do,

Save your last,

Charm yourself,

Charm the rest,

Pass the test,

Take it again, if you don’t make it,

Constant improvement of your soul,

Through passing, and failing, and changing,

Ritualization

Ohhh!

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Blue, Green Home

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Painting by Lee Matuga

Where are we now?

Deep within our world,

Are we doing well?

What work needs to be done?

Can we relax and savour the moment?

In due time,

We are here,

As real as Ever,

Enjoying the breaths,

Between finding more

And being unaware,

Need to see the grace,

Reach peace

 

A few thoughts:

Try not to fixate.

It can distort the view, and amplify stress.

I’m crashing out,

putting some words together,

depending on my mood.

Top or bottom of the yo-yo,

it’s all a phase.

Think about what tides you through,

And find ways to be well on the journey.

Things will change. Focus can stay the same. Look past the gong show, until you have balance again.

Take care!!

Precipitate Belief in Knowledge

Celebrate good times, work hard so they improve,

If music flows like water, weather sets the groove,

Enjoy life past sun or storm, stay certain we can achieve,

Avoid mistakes in action, develop what we believe,

Hurtling through time like a hydrous meteor,

To get past collisions, insight must lead us more,

Learning to live best, by taking time to test,

Blast past fear or doubt, by knowing all the rest,

Fill thought to the top, and don’t leave out the bottom,

Good days or bad days, everybody’s got them,

For each challenge on cue, we ask what can we bring,

When confidence stays true, we get past anything,

Never stop questioning, and always find more faith,

We get better answers, if our senses in knowledge bathe

Real Vision

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It is really on the peripheral,

Sometimes it pours like a waterfall,

Out of the corner of my eye,

All I see is glimmers,

And when I refocus on the path I follow,

I learn to love the day much more,

 

Sometimes it appears much different,

Red herrings swim at the current,

If total vision is out of reach,

Shapes and colours linger,

Until we refresh the image and breathe deep,

We assimilate what we see,

 

Read the real vision with your own vocabulary,

Take the sights you see,

The sounds you hear,

Find more peace for you,

 

Feel the real vision with your soul, it ain’t so scary,

Work hard to be glad,

Take good with bad,

Find some peace for you,

 

It is watching time and the daily parade,

It is seeing ways to make the grade,

Jog my memory, up a steep hill,

Feel the burn, and hunger still,

For the top,

That is hard to see,

I stretch my mind and look through trees,

Top to bottom, keep the faith,

Keep a goal that always stays,

 

Real vision,

See it crystal clear,

Real vision,

Always stay aware,

Real vision,

Make the most of your senses,

Real vision,

Don’t be apprehensive,

 

Find more peace for you,

Do what you can do,

Find more peace for everyone,

Find some peace for you,

 

It’s really on the peripheral,

Sometimes it pours like a waterfall,

Out of the corner of my eye,

All I see is glimmers,

And when I refocus on the path I follow,

I learn to love the day much more,

 

It’s really what I take in my soul,

Take in my mind, take as my goal,

Of everything that I feel,

Life is a dream that shimmers,

What I reach out to will surely follow,

And distant focus simmers,

I try for common sense and confidence to get through,

I learn to love the moment and work hard to keep it true

 

 

 

 

 

Determined Perception

Sporting blue jeans and a light fall jacket,

He looked around and did not see a soul,

Not enterprising, like now in his racket,

Works so we all have the same wellness goal,

Good health for the most, means happy to get by,

Fair days come from hard work, and sharing when we can,

With intense looks now, there’s a mission in his eye,

Indifferent to the rain, a chill won’t change his plan,

So he walks on surely, too rock-solid to shiver,

Raw electricity comes from within,

Surges into efforts, each action delivers,

Potential waits as his new charge begins,

Meaning rings each hour, persistent are the chimes,

Synchronous perception, has vision far past time

An after thought on this is:  You can’t really go further than time.  ‘Far past’ seems to be a measure of distance.  Time is duration.  Space is distance.  I couldn’t think of words to describe this relationship.  Does anyone know?

Causality & synchronicity to time & space: Congruent?

I want to apply these ideas in mental health.  I can see it applying for me.  How can I describe, and instruct on that, so that it can help others?

Any thoughts?

Future of Knowing

I feel like a lizard twisting out of my old skin,

Stretching into the new world, feeling new life begin

As the book opens, I read the moments into existence,

The authors and publishers yield to the reader’s insistence,

My cat can’t read, but learns the human language through osmosis,

Am I just like my cat, and learn it all when the book closes?

As I close my eyes tight, I see the future glowing,

It’s not dark, there is warmth, it is all in the knowing,

Learning Drive

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I think this poem and picture are not a perfect match, but I love this picture and I value this poem.

 

When I was younger,

I would wonder,

Now I am older,

I don’t look over my shoulder,

Unless I’m changing lanes,

 

Because I arrive on time,

People don’t cross the line,

If I am bolder,

I will reach my goal or

At least use all of my brains