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Arlene Corwin Aug 2017
In each moment, each pursuit
Improvise.
It’s nothing more than living Now.
Of course you’ll f---k it up at times:
Mistakes belonging to a human
As does dust upon a mirror.

In each moment, work or pastime
Improvise, extemporize.
You have encyclopedic knowledge
In your little life-so-far;
Gifts and talents, skills, capacities;
Experiential knowledge
You absorbed the moment you took breath.

If you do what I advise
You see patterns that transmogrify,
Patterns that will make you wise;
Patterns when you make each minute your device.

Despite anomalies,
Quirks, and incongruities,
This the key to bring to light
The star you are,
Becoming brighter with each gesture.

Make a pact with you yourself
Put old habits on the shelf of things gone by.

You improvise,
You start to fly.
By and by
You are the sharpest, deepest, most profound and visionary
You alive.

Improvising Your Way Through Life 8.5.2017
Definitely Didactic; The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II;
Arlene Corwin
My philosophy, my way of life
ylruceiram Aug 2017
A lost soul on her way
to a path full of dismay
When will she ever see
a path to be free?
Just when?
Paul Jones Dec 2015
Curious clusters     of uncurled tendrils
traverse the trellis,     touched to feel their way.
27/12/15
Janae Bello Jun 2017
they say that love finds a way
but mine hasn't
it's in the complete opposite direction
is my love not included?
is my love the wrong kind?
i try and i try
is that where i went wrong?
so many questions and not enough answers

what does it actually mean?
"love finds a way"
a way where?
a way to what?
how does love find anything?
is that where I'm wrong again?
i have so many questions

how will my love find it's way?
to someone else?
to someone better?
to someone who has love that will find me?
what if that love never finds what it is looking for?
then what?
you find love in yourself?
is that where i'm wrong?
i have no answers

when this love that is somehow a noun,
finds this way of love
what then?
you live happily ever after?
everything goes right from then on?
am i wrong?
i have so many questions and no answers
Valerie K Boggs Jun 2017
“Do you like it like this? Do you like it like that?
Just tell me which way you like it”
Thank you, J.T.

Jim Croce sang it, too.
“No, it doesn't have to be that way.”

Remember the Blow Monkeys?

Jackson Browne
Quoted, saying, “You have to take the trouble,
To try not to be misunderstood.”

Words spoken in the thick
Post-mortem.
Not ever remembered prior to.

Neurons wired to align to emotion
With the perfect elixir of chemical responses
Lining up

Wake up to choosing sensibly
Utilize hidden wisdom
As preventative care leaps to the front of the line.
Ron Richards Jun 2017
I believe there's piece left to carry,
to someone seeing those sorrows,
i love when people just follow you,
all the way to the end,
to love a dozen ways,

i never had anything just a talent that i build,
a skill that appreciate more then money,
sometimes i stare at the window,
thinking there's another life outside these boundaries,
we all call wall of life,
sometimes i think of greed on another nation,
chasing all those powers just to control people
for whatever cost,

it's self assured to be ***** you are,
just all  you need is yourself,
don't worry things that come to you,
it will be naturally a reward that you can carry,

i wrote this song so that you can see how i feel,
a constant fakery happens around the world,
no matter how sincere you are your thoughts speaks to you,
i always think problem dissolve its own way,

i sing this song everyday in hopes to drown my  problems away,
i write poetry everyday so others can see how i been through,
an endless mental issues that i cant avoid,
so i reach others who felt the same as away as me,
to reach my cries that no one really cared,

i'm always thinking that no matter how many words i put,
no one can be this crazy just to write thousands of lines,
to realize how hard you worked each day,
but no one really heard your voice.
its everyday feeling i had.
Florence Maude Jun 2017
I guess that didn't go the way I planned.
Even with the wheelhouse fully manned,
Here I stand,
With my goal underachieved.

I guess that didn't go the way I planned.
Even with my feet on the land,
I feel like I'm only standing on a strand
Of the ideas I had before.

I guess that didn't go the way I planned.
Even now my dreams turn to sand,
And all seem so bland,
Compared to the rest things that have happened since.

Even though it didn't go the way I planned,
The results of the effort are still grand.
Sometimes you need for life to give you a hand
In changing your aims for something better.
:3 Guess who still can't write poetry? Oh well, I've gotten better at the very least.
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