A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.

but aren't they all random?

Wednesday, July 20, 2022

enmeshenment

Prioritize minutia.
It's one thing so many
forget to do. Just let 
your mind wrap around
sensory stream's incoming
sights, sounds, smells and tastes,
and especially balance and touch,
and feel as you lean through the world 
touching things. Finding place, you
manipulate some object. Now.
You test its heft against
your bodily mass 

- Don't rush past and say "What's 
next? I lifted and put the damn
thing some how! Big deal. We
know how this works." 

No. You don't. Not unless
you really open the aperture
of attention beyond the compass
of awareness. Draw the ligature
loose, and let everything else
and all coming in swell it full.
You want to pay attention and
take this object in mind many
times at once, in eyes and breath
as you reach your hand(s) slid and
caught on its surfaces, pressure 
and friction, purchase and hold - 

NOW lift.
Feel your midline sway,
as you pivot on one foot
so butch-ass bold!
NOW put.
Like a stunt! Like a sport. 
Will it stay? If you picked 
a flat surface, you bet it will! 

All day. Now do everything
that way. Just immerse
in this moment 
now
and see
what everything has 
to say. Just everything in
you, and things all around in a
what, where, how, synchronicity
play. That's how your can-do
know-how peaks why. 

That's meaning and purpose 
to life, tough guy.
It's: 

prioritize minutia. 
Your mind opens up 
to be filled all day 
like a dumbass pup
yapping happily, 'cause
you learned you can. 
And wagging a tail
you don't have mah man!
But that tail-wag throws
your whole balance on.
So soon the world wants to know
what planet it is that you're from. 

OK, maybe hold it in just a bit.
You don't necessarily want
to fit out! Just build it up
holding and knowing
this shit. 

The open mind knowing it all 
don't doubt. Well, not the experience, 
anyway! Out to the side of that,
in theories and reports from afar,
we all leave room for doubt,
'cause we just don't know. 

No comments: