Prose-try in Motion 2022 – WEDDING-RY POEMS – HT Wagner

Body of Poems – WEDDING-RY POEMS

Praying for the ‘Slack’ Mentality to End-

Slack mentality-

Thinking in zeros-

Unknowing – Blind leading the blind

The mind in the shadows of nothingness

The creative emotional mind-

Reading into the void

Writing on the wall of time

Minds on idle-

Not growing crops for tomorrow-

a net electric charge due to gain or loss of an electron-

Make a silo

A pit to store grain-

The 10 Commandments-

Loving God and Neighbor – Produces the ions of love-

Building compassion, empathy for self and others

Is gaming a positive charge-

Mind Shadows –

Thinking in circles, periods or question marks-

concentric – not square –

Loosing electrons a negative-

Pornography, Internet waste, spending for the sake of spending

Making ‘friends’ that steal your energy-

Thought do not have to be hate-

Slacker may not hate or judge

Nothing plus nothing is still nothing

Benign nothingness is still nothing-

No growth – regurgitating-

Birds regurgitate to feed their young-

Man regurgitate or ruminates to fed the void –

Growing it large and more toxic-

Only to be replayed when the mind screen goes blank-

A Gap – Taking the Froth or Fluff out Thought

Data dependent

Data matters to matter-

Froth

Worthless

Not substantial

Concrete or real-

What Calms the Psyche

Truth

Freedom from Fear

Moving parts coming to a head

Dock elevated in a storm

To survive they rise with the level

There they are tethered

The tide comes and goes

What is lost

Is replaced with new

Some holds forever

other is lost to the tides of time

Old Age-

Doing those fun things again-

Some of my grey hair reverses

only to be replaced by more

or nothing at all-

The bones grow brittle and break

The muscles ache and groan

The mind is swept away by the nodes

Branching and Bleached

or it becomes the depository of trash-

Trash that should have never been

Substrates made trash by greed of the uptight

The ones who are bottom line on lookers

To survive they mold, shape shift numbers

to fit an unnatural hoard

Hoarding the empty

Make-believe matter

that matters not…

Customer expectations constantly changing –

Rearranging

Replaying

Why Bother to Get Old?

When no one cares to care

Perks?

Hard to find

Hard to bear

Contact

Baby boomers wax and wane

Only to be born again in an empty space-

It is all about making room in the selfish cosmos

We love to live

Until we don’t

Seasonality not necessarily our comrade

Remnants of the hurricane

Make room for new growth

The old grows older

Tears fill the eyes of the storm

They story ends an another begins to bond

Bonds can break only with trauma

Without trauma

Bonds are not dealt a blow

Bonds are made for the weak to attach

Without bonds all matter are made null

The blind are not healed

The cries are not herd

Feelings are frozen to the icy blog

Insecurity reigns

Chaos knows only confusion

The gold mine mired in mud of hostility and hate-

Haplessness and helpless

After the World Cup – Sunday, December 18, 2022

Argentina –

When the hand of fate tips the ball to the goal-

Fate comes in many colors – Mostly brilliant and so many ways –

The Way of the Cross is always present in many ways-

When the hand of fate tips the ball to the goal-

At the Hair Salon – December 2022

Another month has grown by

Hair is astorm-

Worn and weary

It speaks to me of how fast the time flies

in the face of reality –

The Stylist is bright and reassuring-

She knows what to do

Where to hide

Where to pray

No one knows what is right or wrong

Maybe not

Maybe so

Follow the lead of life

or let go back to its natural state?

Holidays perch on the branch of yesterday

song-in the background –

We color our roots

to cover the foreboding future of old

Cold

Messy life and more

Friends Falling Fast December 2022

It is the Holidays

Finally

Friends wax and wane

But are forever true

like Dominoes

Line up to fall

When all else fails – They are!

Holidays hiding place for endorphins

Not so sticky

But maybe a bear market bounce?

Global slow down

Only to bounce back when the boogie man calls

Rate hikes surprise

With no path to redemption

Volatility postponed

only to answer to the want in the end

Want always prevails due to the greed of man

Should ought want need-

Christmas miracles pop and shine

87% yield curve leads to recession –

13% holding back –

to a temporary ‘sweet spot’

‘They say’

They say-

all What matters not

but only to them

It is a broken heart that may never heal

We know not where we are going

only to the end

Predestined

It is lovely to look at

Lovely to feel

The cast of motley characters behold their Maker

We know not where we are going

That is what faith and hope are for

Ice skating on the sands of time

Watching the home screen of indifference

Only to find out

It matters not

Days of our Lives

A pivot

A pocket

Poised to perfection

We are who we think we are

Day by day

Minute bt minute

Creation groans and sputters to the next way station

Hide and seek God

Shows us the Way

The Way of the Cross

Keeps us real

Reality Check often hidden

But always there

Wednesday, November 23, 2022-

Barking

Sound sharp and surreal

Surround me and quake

make me awake

and leave me boundless

Bogus and ready for the day

The day is finally tomorrow

I wake to a new awareness

all puffed up in to one

Words are my being

My soul

My friend

My words are my secret cave

That I shun myself into when the tide is out

when hurt is the air I breathe

and love is out there somewhere

Somewhere Is not a friend

But an anomaly

Deviates from normal

Normal does not exist in the world today

But in all that has gone before

The Holy Space called God-

I see but do not see

I feel but do not feel

I want only to be one with YOU-

Tuesday, November 22, 2022

Scraps – the Love of Amelia – my Grandmother

She wanted a better life

With Matthias they crossed the sea to America

They settled with his brother Antonia in Kansas

A coal mine accident crushed his will and his body

Subiaco – the next stop

A plot of land

A grieving mother

Henry set out on the faithful lot he had been given

Milwaukee – their home until they returned

Subiaco was the center

Little Rock the grandson

He loved her at first sight

Evelyn the Orphan Annie from New York

Planted there when the Orphan train stopped –

Faithful they were from the beginning

until the end

Along the Way

The Way of their Crosses-

They never knew hate

They never knew discrimination

They only knew what to do with love

Each morning they work to creation and possibilities

Fresh Whole and the gift of a new promising day

Using what ancestors wrought

Amid trials and truma

They were glad to do what needed to do

The weekend Mass at the abby gave marching orders

The same each day – get up and welcome happiness

Wholeness and joy among the sorrows

Monday, November 21, 2022

A Thanksgiving Prayer

Inspired by the last 100 years of faithfulness of Henry and Evelyn

You gave and intentionally lived perfect lives

Rising early

Walking to daily Mass

Days of constant prayerfulness

Never knowing what the day may bring

or always knowing that your family would be safe

You held the standard of love, life and beholding

It is because of you both that I am and choose to be whole

In the Sacred Hearts of the Cosmos

You gave rise to my children

Their Sacred Hearts

Add in the 100 years of your father –

Both good and bad

Addictions and gossip clouded the space

But in the end

They became as faithful as the ones who had gone before

It is because of Your Holy Cross that we are

Seamless we are as we move through the Space of You

September 2022

Be Happy Now

Still nice but different

Christmas feels good

Traditions brought to light

Set like concrete

But soft like lovely love

Embracing Today

Where we all come from

Tells a tale of reality

We hold hostage our being

Crisis of Confidence

All diplomatic trails lead to a dead end

Sometime bleakness means the truth is splayed open

To become a lie

A nest of snarled sinews

When embracing today is the only way out

It becomes a mission

and specialized forces to make today a reality

Draconian

Harsh and severe

Iron fisted

Relentless

Draconian Ways

Not unlike the Way of the Cross

Cruel and ruthless

The money men raise the selfish heads

The inhumanity to allow a lie to become perceived truth

Persecuted minorities released

Cynical

Control for their own benefits

At the expense

of the innocent and un-beholding

Ever present and holy to the mind

to affect a change in the attitude of the unbelievers

Silent night-

Proficient Profusion

Long-shot proposition-

Consummate and completely concluded

Moments interminable

Power struggle

Mountains of madness

A rug that is pulled out from beneath

Plentitude of plethora

Counseling patience

Silence of moderation

Relevance of power

Tired of hopelessness

Patience running thin

Like rice paper

Reinforce the message of hope

A point of no turning back

Pray Faithfully

Wish or Hope strongly

Unlock memories past and open doors for the future

Evoke

Call on

Every beat of my heart

A loyal manner

A royal diadem

A crown – a cup of the an ornament

that sets off a start –

Drumbeat to the Heart of God’

Plead and petition

Dignity breathed into being

The birth of a thought becomes

like a snowflake – it melts to another state

Born again and forever held in suspension –

Like springs and shock absorbers

Launched – a quantum piece of peace

Flutter, frenzy

Flap and vibrate the waves of existence

Finding Center with Out of Bounds

Boundaries placed

Where life should grow

Stoppage

Insults the way the hamster

Runs the cage

Infinity

Never a touchdown-

Classified

Circumference of the Circle of Life

Skirting the edges

Never at home-

How dare you!

Inspiration Falls

Wait and see

Twist of Fate

Fatal hand of time

Or life change

Altering

Glancing instead of hitting head on

Recasting a patina

Redirecting

New paths

A catalyst

An impetus

Momentum a motivating force forever-

Inspiration follows-

Patina

Over eons –

Oxygen gnaws and erodes the soul

Aged and polished-

The Heart is created-

Prayers form and fashion

A novel altered state of being-

Nuance

Subtlety

Shades of future commodity

Smiling – Saturday, November 12, 2022

Inspired by RP Johnson – Find True Happiness

The immense power of a Smile

Tricking the body-

Shifting mood to positive-

Drawing in scowls, frowns, grimaces –

That will draw other away-

It is hard do be moody

When wearing a smile-

A smile is contagious

a happy disease!

Making a smile –

Stresses blood pressure to low

Endorphins emerge triumphant

It is hard to stay negative when

Happy smiles succeed

and frame the face with ardor

enthusiasm and eagerness galore-

On the Promise of Tomorrow

Whatever comes

Whatever is meant to be

Becomes

If we are open to the cosmos

Staring into the eyes of friends and ancestors

Let the market murder the whims insignificant

And let polarization balance

Nuance pins and caters to the sands of time

What is interesting and indifferent

Over-performs spring chickens

Underestimates the will of the windows

Windows let the light come in

and the weather at bay

Audits and recounts

Jury still out –

The Real Issues

What is going on?

Cage fight

Changes the political junkies

Changes tame to toxic

Politicians pray

Politicians pose

Looking out for ethos

A character spirit of the modern cultures

Like buttermilk

It curdles –

The real issues is likely never known

Pollyanna seems to be real

and blames

Joyful trust tries to find center

But often derailed by dejection

Obtuse –

Annoying insensitive-

and slow to understand

The real issue – Love finds center!

Peace of Mind – Peace of Heart

Personality dysfunction

All rolled up into one

The Unconscious Mind barks

and is never heard

Stagnant and stinky

We feel life is drifting by

Heart Strings

Mind strings

Knotted and snarled

Entangled and matted

Like the rat’s nest

on a sinking ship

Soon to freeze and fall

In between life’s lost living things-

Oxygen less and empty

Mind and Heart farts!

When Dark Night of the Soul Descends

I parse and pace and beg to pray-

The shadows are dark and deep

Cutting the patterns

Forming the ‘thought catchers’

That filter and begin a new day

A day unexpected –

We await awakening

Always willing to play or stay

Creation cranks and crowns

Stands in the way of progress

Creaky old age heard loud and clear

What happens if tomorow never comes?

It happens each day

when nogs stop the clogs

Adrift weighs on the soul of the Cosmos

It would be nice to know

It just takes a longer time to become…

Sadness and sorrow

Afloat – not sinking

Stinking

What consumes a lug?

-plays a hood –

encumbered with worry

Source of anxiety

Excess apprehensiveness

Creates ….

It is what it is!

Not always pretty-

Blue Chips-

Blue-chip stocks are seen as relatively safer investments, with a proven track record of success and stable growth.

Blue Chips

New chips-

Not

Where we find our hearts

stable

Well known

Not a whim

Stable and whole

We find our being

Roots are deep and true

Not like the palm in a hurricane

Ramping up to calm the soul

Move the masses

The Exchange

Bull or Bear?

Something to chew on-

All moving higher to meet the mark

Logistics

Truck drivers deliver

Only the goods at hand

The Bear blocks

Agents of innovation

Become backroads not

Only dead air space

Missing a mentality demanded to live-

with a kind and gently manner-

The Christ-

The Human Condition-

What is?

We are live or dead?

We are happy or sad?

We are in charge of creating or state of being

We are what we think

We create or create our minds in the brain

Brain fog results when the neurons fail to spark

Minor damage becomes when workers are not in the field

not Dedicated

not Proactive

not Mission driven-

A necessity –

Mission abate and aborted-

It is hard to create positive when the tide is rising

The Tide is always there

Time to use-

Time to paddle to the shore?

The Moon shine and the tides obey-

Gravitation pull like a tug of war-

Causing the Oceans to pull on each other…

Bulging begins on both

Moon side close – and the farthest from the moon

The Lowest Point –

Where low tides begins the pendulum swing

Keeping creating in balance-

Stability

Solidarity

Steadiness

Unmovable

Not shaking

The quality of being controlled

All good when it come to hands

Not so good when it comes to riots

Riots become when it is time for

Oppressive rule expands and contracts

The peasants rebel and take their due

the over control explodes to find freedom

The Wisdom Tree blooms and flowers stability

and the next generation of seeds-

Shaking the Wisdom tree – makes more wisdom

on the move –

Wisdom tree aflame or soft bog

Morasse

Quagmire

No longer serves

Flash – 2017

Made one

A Flash of Light

So Bright…

Blinding

Binding

Brilliance beyond a moon on a cloudless night

Forever formed…

A bond

Unbroken

Unspoken

Where did it come from?.

Where did it go?

Heart-felt

Broken-hearted

Unheard of since then…..

I saw you standing there

In a room full of people …

Your Presence filled the room.

Filled the air..

I was there

Wistful

Wonderful

Rememberable

Rotund

A picture taken

Charged with the ions of connection…

Attachment…

Bonds

Reserved

Reward for candid

Frank

Forthright love..

Flash

A picture taken

With the eye of belonging

Sharing

Becoming One.. .

Helpless

To behold

What was ordained

From the very foundation of time..

On-watchers gloat

and glare their presumption..

They sense the undercurrents of love …

That They Never may know

or feel….

The Presence of One

Charged..

Heavy was the air – so light

Eyes caught

A notion…

In motion…

With eagle-eye vision

Straight into the Heart…

The Sacred Heart of the Cosmos

Conscious

Controlled

Created intentionally

But not intended…

Recruited..

To never leave Your side

or Be alone…

Wound that will Not ever to be healed..

Regardless of space

Time or Being

Being is Bonded

A tether

Beyond all Prayer

Hope

and Fear

The Body can be broken

The Bond is formed

Bonded to the End of time-

If there was any other way…

I would have found it by now….

Stealing the poetry of…Colin Blundstone..The Ghost of You & Me

Television – a Cures or a Cure?

‘Volatile asset – class or a dump ?

Unpredictable

Easily evaporated

Finding center in an unregulated Way

What the mind craves to grow-

Activity beyond the norm

The norm is an Idleness beyond the means

When the mind is on idle

Idleness displaces all that is making though

all that is not.

Being

How to be-

is not to be stagnant-

unless being stagnant is a prison

To bust out

One see beyond the lust, longing, empty thoughts

Boring

A hallowed-out core-

Tedious and dull

Deadly dull

Monotonous

Unvaried

Unchanging

Change

Pay with prayer

A solemn request

Displacing a void and filling it up

Friday, February 15, 2013

You Don’t Know Me

We meet again

Smile and chat awhile

You walk away always before

On the arm of that other guy

and you will never

How my heart aches

You will never know

The tenderness I feel inside

The song says…

Afraid and shy

I let my chance go by

Billy

A chance that you might love me too..

Only God decides

It is not ours to choose the roles we are to play

Co-creators we all are

To deny, is to be counter to a participate in creation

To know our part and to play it well

Is our destiny

Chosen before the foundation of time..

Knowing is simply recognizing

Our destiny does not cave to sensuality

But rather listening to harbinger of hope

The predictor the bearing that will bear fruit

That will remain

Not fruit that is cut by the pruning knife.

Holding on to feelings that are meant to insult

Holding in to feelings that are at the wrong time

Keeping a private, but a heart full of integrity.

Seeking only the truth

and remain steadfast under the strikes and pellets of lies

Knowing that “political correctness” is the cowards way out.

Never intending to hurt feelings

But putting a positive spin

On all, especially the most disagreeable

Not taking the time to know beyond the sensory Ego.

Being satisfied with the status quo

Being lukewarm with striving for holiness and appreciation of the sacred…

Respecting dogma and not knowing or respecting the needs of the spirit

Which are to deny the urges of the monkey brain…

More fun to have pleasure and not attend to the work of the spirit.

Bless My Way

Today

Make it be Your Way..

Show me Your Will

In all that I do

All put in my path

My Way

Today

Tomorrow

and for Eternity…

This is my Song

This is the only way to Praise

The Way to be Present

The Only Way to Love…

In the Moment

Trust the Trauma

It is not a visitation

But a Call to Action

The Soul needs a glancing point

A new Direction

To Meet the wishes of the day..

Embrace the Loudness

the Static

Be the Voice above the Fray

Steal my poetry

and live

Love

Give

Hover over all that needs attention

All going in the Wrong Direction

Touch the with a prayer

They will tuned around…

She Touches you

The BVM

Swaddled and Given to St Joseph

For protection

As long a there are small minds around

The blindness and hate

Rule the World of all the matters not

Self

Put Self

On the Shelf

Be Free

Obey the Tree

Deny

Fly to the Sky

Believe

Map positive

Or don’t bother

Breathe in

For the Synergy

To launch thoughts and words

Into action

Reaction

Avoiding Blame

‘you’

Understand the Why…

The Way…

Perfectly

Tonight We Win

Process to the ‘Checkout of Now’..

Check out of nothingness…

Buy in to poetry and

Find your Soulmate

Say Goodbye tomorrow

and let the healing begin…

The Imposter Lurks

Not in the Shadow

But in Real Life

To hide the brilliance..

No eyes can see

Blinded would be…

Busy keeping Promises

Singing Praise and Gratitude

No one knows

But Me

The Iceberg within

Secretly

Silently Hovering

Hanging out

Being

Being One with the Sky and

The River of Life..

Going nowhere but to the Sea

The Eternal Sea of Power

Presence…

Brilliance disguised…

Where does it all come from?

Where does it all go?

The endless flow …

Precious Blood flow of Now…

You know Who you are…

Hidden

Secret

Loving

Caring

Giving …

Miracles bubble up

From nowhere

Seeds

Scattered and sewn..

In due season

They unfold ..

In the choreographed

Syncopation of Creation…

Lovely to behold..

As my hand hold the Beads

The Prayers are sent to your Soul…

Coursing through the Chakras

the Veins of the Sacred

The Immaculate

What was,

and always will be..

Glory in Your Ways…

Our sacrifice of Praise..

Stealing a little poetry…

The Living Bread (non GMO)…

Whole and natural…

Normal

No greed

Nothing but pure light..

and butterfly kisses no longer

In the dark night..

He came

Presence Undeniable

Shroud with a mask

To hide His brilliance..

God hides in hope

In the Hearts and minds of man…

Pretending is not an option-

only a “nice to have”-

Monday, November 27, 2017

About the Author-

Inspirational Verse in the ‘free-form’ style of Emily Dickinson-

HT Wagner – is a Freelance writer of WordPress in St Louis, Missouri
She has had a successful career in Project Manager with over 25 years’ experience in research, development and team building, with a strong background in both technical and financial services industry recruiting – building her own successful recruiting company.

She retired and suffered a series of devastating family tragedies that led to a period of deep depression and devastation. Expressing herself in poetry has helped her to rebuild a normal life.

Dee’s ‘turn on’s- are the ocean, swing dancing and comedy.
Her ‘turn-off’s’ are negative people who judge and people who hate.
She and husband of 55 years now live in St Louis close to her family.
You can email her at dwh1nine@gmail.com
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