POETICMOBILITY

When A Poet Writes

October 31st, 2026

Oh to be a poet

And to write and write

To your heart’s desire

As you aspire

To poetic greatness

For when a poet writes

Poetry itself smiles and waves

At a poet in every artistic way

And when a poet writes

Words and lines tend to appear

From within the poet and at the core

For poetry without a poet

Impossible, as one couldn’t be

Without the other

For these two share an unbreakable bond

And share an alliance that surpasses

Time itself

And basking in a poetic essence

That cannot ever be put away

And placed upon a proverbial shelf

For the bond between a poet and poetry

Is unequivocally unlike anything else

When a poet writes…..

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Down A Highway

October 30th, 2026
A Dectina Refrain poem….
To

Go down

A highway

Into more of

The known and unknown

And looking forward to

The journey that lies ahead

Of me and to all I will get

To experience and also see

Myself and yet to go down a highway

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Moving Up A Corridor

October 29th, 2026
A Dectina Refrain Poem….
A

Life of

Moving up

A corridor

As to go in a

Direction that flows in

Such a way that moves like a

River and makes ripples and waves

As each step of mine truly conveys

A life of moving up a corridor

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Hate

October 28th, 2026

HATE (Acrostic)

Hostility against someone different

Aversion or dislike felt and acted upon

Totally opposite of love and feeds division

Emotional response laced with deep seated anger and envy

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PM Thoughts

October 28th, 2026

The Skin We’re All In….Post 8

Why would anyone hate anyone simply because of their skin tone?

“Hating people because of their color is wrong. And it doesn’t matter which color does the hating. It’s just plain wrong.”
— Muhammad Ali

How can anyone deeply hate a person simply because of the complexion of their natural skin, albeit different from someone else’s? Hate towards a skin tone, or for something else entirely? Hmmm, let me unpack this here…..

Is it jealousy? Is it unfairness, evil upbringings or intent? Heartless or cold? Is at the core? Are you just blindly following orders and others?

We would all play together in the sand box, run around, play games, etc but then something clicks at a certain age to dislike or even hate that same person you use to play with. Taught and learned behavior, along with bad habits is responsible for this. Spiritual and /or a perpetual hatred to go even further.

But I digress, there is so much on this topic alone that I could write and state here. But I won’t, because look around us! Observe what is going on around us each and everyday. A divided society, a one sided society, and also a society that feeds into the narrative of trivial race relations. Not in a good way either, just more of the same. But just like something can be learned, it can also be unlearned as well. But this depends on each individual person, and also each nation that represents a specific community and people. Hating or despising a person for what they have naturally, is simply foolish and ignorant beyond words.

“No one is born hating another person because of the color of his skin, or his background, or his religion. People must learn to hate, and if they can learn to hate, they can be taught to love, for love comes more naturally to the human heart than its opposite.”

― Nelson Mandela, Long Walk to Freedom

Instead of looking at a person’s skin tone, how about look at their character, personality, habits, intellect, hobbies, etc. A person of any shade can be either good or evil, its a free will and inherent personal choice. Again, what do I want to do or not, behave, think, feel, display, voice, etc. Seems like all of these factors along with certain traits tend to get skipped over rather often.

Basically the ones that matter most…..

Wow, just gonna hate a person on sense of sight alone huh? Without even getting to know them as a person at all? But hey, to each their own…But believe it or not, this behavior affects us all in more ways than one. And it’s way past the time to realize this and snap out of it already!

Scripture: Luke 6:31 Living Bible

Treat others as you want them to treat you.

This scripture means more than just simple words on a page, its an instruction of how we should treat one another. Unfortunately, as time and history have shown us all, this clearly has not been followed. At least not by everyone, nor anywhere near enough people that care enough to actually do so. I refuse to sugar coat this!!!

It’s time to stop ducking and dodging the truth and let the truth have its days from now on. So much has happened in the world to cause such a racial divide, but again, it will always come down to personal choice. And unless we as a society, and I mean as a whole around the world, go back to the childlike default setting.

Notice what I stated there above, childlike, not childish….

The default setting on that child that saw other children as similar to yourself, different in certain aspects of course but guess what? you still wanted to play with them anyway right? And you couldn’t wait to see them again as all of you saw nothing more than, we’ll just play together and have a good time doing so.

“Hating skin color is contempt for God’s divine creative imagination. Honoring it is appreciation for conscious, beautiful-love-inspired diversity.”

― T.F. Hodge

We must do better, and we can as long we stop following a dangerous narrative and decide to see a person as something way more than just their outwardly appearance.

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Stars

October 27th, 2026

Tanka (短歌)

STARS

The bright stars above

And ones that seem so unique

In their own cool ways

Above and just looking down

Upon us right here on Earth

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Here And Gone

October 26th, 2026

Life in an instant

can be here and gone—

just as quickly as it arrived,

and taken by surprise

as noone sees the end coming

nor ever prepared for it—

for life must be lived,

ever presently—

and in the fullness thereof,

taken nothing about it; ever for granted,

for to see a face one day,

and then it’s gone the next,

with a feeling of having nothing left,

but yet a memory—

of a life hopefully lived well,

and with no regrets to speak—

or think of—

to be at peace when; the time comes,

to take the final breath—

and into eternal rest—

whether for self or someone else,

for we must truly value and appreciate,

our own life while here,

and also the life of others,

along with leaving on a good note

issues made right as well,

from whatever might’ve been wrong

for too many are prone—

to leave certain situations—

up in the air; left with despair,

and ended up with; no time to spare,

before self or another one left here,

and left wandering why—

probably from taking too long,

as life is short—

and can disappear; in the blink of an eye,

for we never know when a life,

Can be here and gone

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Poiesis

October 24th, 2026

To bring into existence

Something that didn’t exist

Before

And something brought about

And thought about

Yet dug from one’s

Core

A belief in the unknown

And what could be

A new opportunity

Laced on top of

Infinite possibilities

Without any limitations

But plenty of and an abundance of

Imagination

From a very dire and creative circumstance

Followed up by the most intimate dance

Of pure will and a heartbeat

That allowed for a process

And result of something

New and original

But also in the realm of extraordinary

For in this case and particularly

Just simply allow

The shift and angle of poiesis

To a very narrow focus

Along with real freedom

To bend and ignite

The poiesis of

Bringing something into existence

That never existed before

And to construct even more

The poiesis

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Poesy

October 24th, 2026

For in this case and particularly

Just simply allow me

To shift the angle of poesy

For a poet such as me

With a passionate specificity

Directly referencing to building

And constructing poetry

As the root of a magnificent tree

And covered with many branches and leaves

Along with the uniqueness

And utter dynamics of artistry

As I’m aiming for

Even more

As I’m carrying on

With a poetic and magnetic outpour

For allow poesy to fall like rain

A poetical and torrential downpour

And to electrify and magnify

Deep within my core

A stream of writing and as

A dream that came alive

And breathe countless poetry into fruition

The likes of which has never been

Read or seen

A rarity with being and penning

But also living within

A permanent poetic residency

All while crafting poetry

To my heart’s content

The poesy

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Lost Art

October 23rd, 2026
Handwriting has become a very lost art/

/versus how it was back in the day

For those that take pen to paper still/

/understand the tangibility and being able to hold

And feel the writing as opposed to digitally/

/typed which has its certain place as well

But how many feel truly compelled to write/

/again by hand and allow the words to
Land upon the page and to further engage/

/in what now seems like old school ways

As this type of art is beginning to/

/fade or so it seems but we cannot

Allow such a crucially dynamic and paramount thing/

/that spreads words upon paper as it sings

And to what the pen can truly bring/

/for the handwritten cannot become a lost art/

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