Saturday, December 03, 2005
LITERARY TREASURES
© 2005 Mark Robert Gates
When life begins it never ends,
Where life takes you is your choice,
Struggle as you want, no will bends,
Spoken mind, best a softly heard voice.
Put yourself in another’s place,
Treasuring their own mind frame,
Their truth you must also face,
We are all responsible as a name.
All we do, is all we are,
All other’s do is themselves,
Shared life has given books as far,
Our life shared collects many shelves…
When life begins it never ends,
Where life takes you is your choice,
Struggle as you want, no will bends,
Spoken mind, best a softly heard voice.
Put yourself in another’s place,
Treasuring their own mind frame,
Their truth you must also face,
We are all responsible as a name.
All we do, is all we are,
All other’s do is themselves,
Shared life has given books as far,
Our life shared collects many shelves…
Friday, December 02, 2005
LEGIONS OF ANGELS OBEY
© 2005 Mark Robert Gates
Another place, another day,
In a time not on this earth,
We embrace again this way,
With arms wrapped around re-birth.
While you are a spirit,
While you are a life’s energy
While you speak, those hear it,
Legions of angels obey.
Tomorrow is yesterday,
Next week is irrelevant,
Dues we all do pay,
Ethereal this instant.
Power is not mighty,
Useless is the fight,
Reality is rightly
A fusion of pure light.
Taking mercy, all collect,
Making remorseless a life,
Forgiven as a light’s reflect,
Humble and low all strife
We get to where we go,
Not by climbing a stair,
However, by descending low,
To place the bottom is rare.
Then, all legions of angels,
Now, we find at command,
We place at worthy jewels,
Requests not any demands.
Another place, another day,
In a time not on this earth,
We embrace again this way,
With arms wrapped around re-birth.
While you are a spirit,
While you are a life’s energy
While you speak, those hear it,
Legions of angels obey.
Tomorrow is yesterday,
Next week is irrelevant,
Dues we all do pay,
Ethereal this instant.
Power is not mighty,
Useless is the fight,
Reality is rightly
A fusion of pure light.
Taking mercy, all collect,
Making remorseless a life,
Forgiven as a light’s reflect,
Humble and low all strife
We get to where we go,
Not by climbing a stair,
However, by descending low,
To place the bottom is rare.
Then, all legions of angels,
Now, we find at command,
We place at worthy jewels,
Requests not any demands.
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
THANKFULLY, GODDESS I LOOK AT YOU
© 2002 Mark Robert Gates
When I look at you…
You are the stars in my eyes,
We clear the clouds, leaving blue skies,
They thinking we end are not wise,
And eternal night and day awaken and rise.
When I look at you…
My happy eyes claim the prize
And do not let go,
Cheerfulness overwhelms tearfulness
At the brightness glow,
Fortune hunting ends the more tune,
Wanting in the tides tow,
And forever becomes, moreover,
All there is to know.
When I look at you…
Power play is locked inside the picket fence,
Outside is a world only looking in since,
Our kingdom crowns me ending prince,
And unending celebrates victory forth-hence.
When I look at you…
Truth strikes like a bolt of lightening,
Colors sparkle from the whitening,
Feeling good ceases from being frightening,
And our closeness gets a good tightening.
When I look at you…
Love splashes over the guardrails,
Heart, to our life, your loveliness nails,
Compassion empties from our ship in pails,
And tenderness marks
All the guideposts on our trails.
When I look at you…
Beacons blink in the night,
Cornucopia overruns blight,
History repeats itself right,
And angelic visions render the sight.
Thankfully, Goddess I look at you.
When I look at you…
You are the stars in my eyes,
We clear the clouds, leaving blue skies,
They thinking we end are not wise,
And eternal night and day awaken and rise.
When I look at you…
My happy eyes claim the prize
And do not let go,
Cheerfulness overwhelms tearfulness
At the brightness glow,
Fortune hunting ends the more tune,
Wanting in the tides tow,
And forever becomes, moreover,
All there is to know.
When I look at you…
Power play is locked inside the picket fence,
Outside is a world only looking in since,
Our kingdom crowns me ending prince,
And unending celebrates victory forth-hence.
When I look at you…
Truth strikes like a bolt of lightening,
Colors sparkle from the whitening,
Feeling good ceases from being frightening,
And our closeness gets a good tightening.
When I look at you…
Love splashes over the guardrails,
Heart, to our life, your loveliness nails,
Compassion empties from our ship in pails,
And tenderness marks
All the guideposts on our trails.
When I look at you…
Beacons blink in the night,
Cornucopia overruns blight,
History repeats itself right,
And angelic visions render the sight.
Thankfully, Goddess I look at you.
LOVE IS NEVER USURY RHYMES
© 2002 Mark Robert Gates
As the range of light is limitless
So my love for you is
Sans boundary.
The aire between us
Stimulates electrolytes,
True love with you lives:
Uninhibited extraordinary.
Pure devotion lifts my heart
And sings for more,
Real emotion bonds us tight
As our love song peals,
Bringing everything backwards fore,
And igniting the spiritual knowledge
That heals.
You blossom bigger than life
And overpowering,
Love, light, laughter
Once existed without you.
No longer, now you,
Ourself’s and I are loving,
Distance descends and removes
Ever being or asking too.
As the range of light is limitless
So my love for you is
Sans boundary.
The aire between us
Stimulates electrolytes,
True love with you lives:
Uninhibited extraordinary.
Pure devotion lifts my heart
And sings for more,
Real emotion bonds us tight
As our love song peals,
Bringing everything backwards fore,
And igniting the spiritual knowledge
That heals.
You blossom bigger than life
And overpowering,
Love, light, laughter
Once existed without you.
No longer, now you,
Ourself’s and I are loving,
Distance descends and removes
Ever being or asking too.
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
PAM'S SONG
© 2001 Mark Robert Gates
I used to pride myself on making sense,
And thinking twice before I’d start,
I did everything with such intelligence,
That people even used to call me smart.
It’s not that I’m not smart no more,
Or that I never stop to think,
It’s not important like before,
My eyes were opened with a wink.
There is no reason in my every thought,
Since my heart warms in your fire,
There is no other life for the mind I got,
Since granted my hearts fondest desire.
You are what my heart has sought,
Gone is mind over matter,
Now that my heart lifts me higher.
Us together forever,
I prize over all that is taught.
Now I run around looking for rainbows,
Underneath the evening star shine.
Looking everywhere for singing sparrows,
By the light of blinding moon shine.
It may seem strange to close my eyes to see,
Yet I haven’t really lost my mind,
It’s just that since I found my cup of tea,
There’s nothing else I really care to find.
I used to pride myself on making sense,
And thinking twice before I’d start,
I did everything with such intelligence,
That people even used to call me smart.
It’s not that I’m not smart no more,
Or that I never stop to think,
It’s not important like before,
My eyes were opened with a wink.
There is no reason in my every thought,
Since my heart warms in your fire,
There is no other life for the mind I got,
Since granted my hearts fondest desire.
You are what my heart has sought,
Gone is mind over matter,
Now that my heart lifts me higher.
Us together forever,
I prize over all that is taught.
Now I run around looking for rainbows,
Underneath the evening star shine.
Looking everywhere for singing sparrows,
By the light of blinding moon shine.
It may seem strange to close my eyes to see,
Yet I haven’t really lost my mind,
It’s just that since I found my cup of tea,
There’s nothing else I really care to find.
PROTOCOL
© 2002 Mark Robert Gates
When the fuzzy lines get blurry,
And the blurry lines get fuzzy,
And the seeing looks through a flurry,
And gets sense making all ways, “buzzy.”
Settle quickly and before retiring the jury.
Our love is golden and strong,
Pure and forever delightfully united.
To fornicate only would be wrong
Since mixing our, “Insides.” Us excited.
Forming an indelible and eternal song.
All sex together will marry us,
United we stand,
Intimacy in our love will make us one.
All sex together will marry us,
Invited we stand,
Devotion to our fond, “Bond,”
Brightens the sun,
All sex together will marry us,
Requited we stand.
Clarity clears the crystal solution,
Parity releases the, “Dove.” Paramour.
Reality neutralizes the toxic pollution,
And the kaleidoscope images
Melt to the floor.
May we settle for what becomes
Our volition?
When the fuzzy lines get blurry,
And the blurry lines get fuzzy,
And the seeing looks through a flurry,
And gets sense making all ways, “buzzy.”
Settle quickly and before retiring the jury.
Our love is golden and strong,
Pure and forever delightfully united.
To fornicate only would be wrong
Since mixing our, “Insides.” Us excited.
Forming an indelible and eternal song.
All sex together will marry us,
United we stand,
Intimacy in our love will make us one.
All sex together will marry us,
Invited we stand,
Devotion to our fond, “Bond,”
Brightens the sun,
All sex together will marry us,
Requited we stand.
Clarity clears the crystal solution,
Parity releases the, “Dove.” Paramour.
Reality neutralizes the toxic pollution,
And the kaleidoscope images
Melt to the floor.
May we settle for what becomes
Our volition?
THE ABC's OF FRIENDSHIP
A True Friend...
A-ccepts you as you are
B-elieves in "you"
C-alls you just to say "HI"
D-oesn't give up on you
E-nvisions the whole of you
F-orgives your mistakes
G-ives unconditionally
H-elps you
I-nvites you over
J-ust "be" with you
K-eeps you close at heart
L-oves you for who you are
M-akes a difference in your life
N-ever judges
O-ffers support
P-icks you up
Q-uiets your fears
R-aises your spirits
S-ays nice things about you
T-ells the truth when you need to hear it
U-nderstands you Values you
W-alks beside you
X-plains things you don't understand
Y-ells when you won't listen and
Z-aps you back to reality
JAVA QUINTET
- Andante Café Mocha
- Largo Decaf Latte
- Allegro Triple Espresso
- Scherzo Iced Latte Grande
- Finale, Allegro Grazioso French Press
© 2006 Mark Robert Gates
Monday, November 28, 2005
PREPARE THE MOCHASCOPE
© 2006 Mark Robert Gates
What do we do now, when we want a book on self-help? We go on down to Borders, and stand in the self-help section, and try to decide which one book is going to affect a miracle cure. Of hundreds of thousands of titles, we believe there is one book, of which, we will use to turn our tide and make us mighty. After starring at titles for a while, we give up and head on over to the coffee shop, and order for ourself; a triple mocha. As, we sit starring into our mochascope, we begin to wonder if we are beyond help.
Everyone says self-esteem is important, however, others say we need to be more positive to get ahead. As we sit tossing back and forth over which book to begin on, there seems to be no answer. Yet, if we really want to be as good as we can best be, there is a possibly, almost simple, answer. Read both books. One on self-esteem, and one on positive thinking. And, as long as we do not confuse one with the other, both may work together, to make a more powerful us. In fact, it just may be impossible, to change one without changing the other.
Though positive affirmations will help us think better of ourselves, and positive self-love can point us to positive success. Combining both positive thinking and higher self-worth, can be even more helpful for us, to paint in the numbers, and have our future become; one's now thornless rose. There are many ways to have both in proper proportion, to help give our ship a bow and a stern, and no matter what we think of ourselves, we will get nowhere, if we believe we have a bleak tomorrow.
I recommend, Feel the Fear and Do It Anyway, by Susan Jeffers, Ph.D., http://www.susanjeffers.com/, for a pathway to more positive thinking. With her help, we can almost psycho-surgically, remove negative thoughts from our mind. Then, for self-esteem, I recommend, The Six Pillars of Self-Esteem, by Nathaniel Branden, http://www.nathanielbranden.com/. His book will work to give us skills necessary, to love ourselve's, with an unconditional self-love. While together, both books, will be capable of cementing in us a more positive self-esteem, and point us into a positve future, we almost magically, will be more certain to enjoy.
What do we do now, when we want a book on self-help? We go on down to Borders, and stand in the self-help section, and try to decide which one book is going to affect a miracle cure. Of hundreds of thousands of titles, we believe there is one book, of which, we will use to turn our tide and make us mighty. After starring at titles for a while, we give up and head on over to the coffee shop, and order for ourself; a triple mocha. As, we sit starring into our mochascope, we begin to wonder if we are beyond help.
Everyone says self-esteem is important, however, others say we need to be more positive to get ahead. As we sit tossing back and forth over which book to begin on, there seems to be no answer. Yet, if we really want to be as good as we can best be, there is a possibly, almost simple, answer. Read both books. One on self-esteem, and one on positive thinking. And, as long as we do not confuse one with the other, both may work together, to make a more powerful us. In fact, it just may be impossible, to change one without changing the other.
Though positive affirmations will help us think better of ourselves, and positive self-love can point us to positive success. Combining both positive thinking and higher self-worth, can be even more helpful for us, to paint in the numbers, and have our future become; one's now thornless rose. There are many ways to have both in proper proportion, to help give our ship a bow and a stern, and no matter what we think of ourselves, we will get nowhere, if we believe we have a bleak tomorrow.
I recommend, Feel the Fear and Do It Anyway, by Susan Jeffers, Ph.D., http://www.susanjeffers.com/, for a pathway to more positive thinking. With her help, we can almost psycho-surgically, remove negative thoughts from our mind. Then, for self-esteem, I recommend, The Six Pillars of Self-Esteem, by Nathaniel Branden, http://www.nathanielbranden.com/. His book will work to give us skills necessary, to love ourselve's, with an unconditional self-love. While together, both books, will be capable of cementing in us a more positive self-esteem, and point us into a positve future, we almost magically, will be more certain to enjoy.
For myself, positive thinking helped me to begin writing again, and led to being asked to take, Appreciative Inquiry Training, an organizational; positive thinking course. To help plan a new future for our local mental healthcare provider. Another course, also, developed to build on strengths already existing, and avoid focusing on our past problems. And, I am now invited to share my opinion, to help point ships, like a lighthouse, away from unseen beaches with jagged reefs.
Higher self-esteem, helped to create in myself an understanding of how much my opinions mattered. I began writing many articles and essays, moreover, many people began coming to me and telling of how much they had been affected by, many positive's, in my writing. Which led to even more people asking my opinion.
Most of us can be, in need of help; putting ourselves behind our ships wheel, and steering a course out of our past psychosocial fogs. I have benefited from both positve thought's, and a better view's of myself, in a way of which, neither could have done so by itself. I see clearly now, not only love for my past, in my present moment, also, pathways and open doors, into a future of happiness. There are fewer obstacles, since most of my hindrances were self-created, and what might lie ahead, a collection of phantasms I feared, more than this; I am happy to be me.
-Mark Robert Gates, Copyright 2001
THOUGHT FOR FOOD
Copyright 2001 Mark Robert Gates
In the future unconditional love will be available only if the following conditions are met:
In the future unconditional love will be available only if the following conditions are met:
- Available time is already on the itinerary
- Yesterday was properly laundered
- Forever is available at the proper penance
- Whatever is a standard
- Whenever is a constant
- Wherever is a policy
- Fantasy is a function of reality
7 LAWS OF INTERNET PROTOCOL
( 2001 Mark Robert Gates
The 1st law of Internet protocol:
If you have to accomplish something in a certain timeframe using a computer will make it impossible.
The 2nd law of Internet protocol:
A computer taking time to make decisions gives you time to think twice about what you are doing.
The 3rd law of Internet protocol:
There is no such thing as a five-minute task.
The 4th law of Internet protocol:
HO train sets are more entertaining and fun.
The 5th law of Internet protocol:
In order to develop discipline I must do something disciplined
The 6th law of Internet protocol:
Search engines only beget more searches.
The 7th law of Internet protocol:
Just because Hal from, 2001 A Space Odyssey, didn’t exist in 2001, it doesn’t mean we learned anything.
The 1st law of Internet protocol:
If you have to accomplish something in a certain timeframe using a computer will make it impossible.
The 2nd law of Internet protocol:
A computer taking time to make decisions gives you time to think twice about what you are doing.
The 3rd law of Internet protocol:
There is no such thing as a five-minute task.
The 4th law of Internet protocol:
HO train sets are more entertaining and fun.
The 5th law of Internet protocol:
In order to develop discipline I must do something disciplined
The 6th law of Internet protocol:
Search engines only beget more searches.
The 7th law of Internet protocol:
Just because Hal from, 2001 A Space Odyssey, didn’t exist in 2001, it doesn’t mean we learned anything.
PHILOLOGY RESEARCH PAPAER I
PERSONAL INTERDYNAMIC FAIRYTALE TRAIT (PIFT)
© 2001 Mark Robert Gates
A personal economic outlook typified by an economy of grandiose; scaled: unholy astronomical!
Your PIFT factor is probably high if:
You believe your personal demand should be equal to your actual supply.
The bank insists that you re-mortgage the house first before applying for credit cards.
You invested high to get into the action and now you’re thinking we have got to hit bottom soon.
Yesterday’s news is supposed to be tomorrow’s triumph.
You have reached the pinnacle of your career and are now enjoying the toboggan ride back down (example: the presidency of the United States of America).
One of the side-benefits of your job is its stumbling block to excess.
A power-ball lottery winner is succeeding in a hostile take-over bid for your company
© 2001 Mark Robert Gates
A personal economic outlook typified by an economy of grandiose; scaled: unholy astronomical!
Your PIFT factor is probably high if:
You believe your personal demand should be equal to your actual supply.
The bank insists that you re-mortgage the house first before applying for credit cards.
You invested high to get into the action and now you’re thinking we have got to hit bottom soon.
Yesterday’s news is supposed to be tomorrow’s triumph.
You have reached the pinnacle of your career and are now enjoying the toboggan ride back down (example: the presidency of the United States of America).
One of the side-benefits of your job is its stumbling block to excess.
A power-ball lottery winner is succeeding in a hostile take-over bid for your company
PHILOLOGY RESEARCH PAPER II
PERSONAL INTERDICTION SUPER-PERSON TRAIT (PIST)
© 2001 Mark Robert Gates
An intercessory outlook characterized by an elevated pursuit of self-righteousness and powered by the brain chemical black coffee.
Your PIST factor is probably high if:
You test the waters by swimming against the current.
You bend steel will power using hands on experience.
Your gossip finds its mark faster than speeding bullets.
Your x-ray vision sees through company policy.
Your leap to a conclusion overpowers locomotion.
You drive people up the wall who don’t respect your artful shifting.
Your power broker account got cancelled.
© 2001 Mark Robert Gates
An intercessory outlook characterized by an elevated pursuit of self-righteousness and powered by the brain chemical black coffee.
Your PIST factor is probably high if:
You test the waters by swimming against the current.
You bend steel will power using hands on experience.
Your gossip finds its mark faster than speeding bullets.
Your x-ray vision sees through company policy.
Your leap to a conclusion overpowers locomotion.
You drive people up the wall who don’t respect your artful shifting.
Your power broker account got cancelled.
THE TOP 10 REASONS WHY I WAS LATE
Copyright 2001 Mark Robert Gates
10} The meeting of fantasy with reality took longer than expected.
9} I couldn’t get here fast enough.
8} The clutch in my perpetual motion machine burned out.
7} The light at the end of the tunnel burned out and I could not reach high enough to change it.
6} When I charted the course to get here, the refrigerator magnets threw off the compass.
5} Art critics broke my work.
4} I get my email @ spamcollector.com
3} While walking a mile in your shoes I stopped at a Starbucks.
2} The fast lane doesn’t have an off-ramp here.
1} They finally set the bar so low I can no longer duck under it.
10} The meeting of fantasy with reality took longer than expected.
9} I couldn’t get here fast enough.
8} The clutch in my perpetual motion machine burned out.
7} The light at the end of the tunnel burned out and I could not reach high enough to change it.
6} When I charted the course to get here, the refrigerator magnets threw off the compass.
5} Art critics broke my work.
4} I get my email @ spamcollector.com
3} While walking a mile in your shoes I stopped at a Starbucks.
2} The fast lane doesn’t have an off-ramp here.
1} They finally set the bar so low I can no longer duck under it.
THE SILENT LOVER
Sir Walter Raleigh
PASSIONS are liken’d best to floods and streams:
The shallow murmur, but the deep are dumb;
So, when affection yields discourse, it seems
The bottom is but shallow whence they come.
They that are rich in words, in words discover
That they are poor in what makes a lover.
PASSIONS are liken’d best to floods and streams:
The shallow murmur, but the deep are dumb;
So, when affection yields discourse, it seems
The bottom is but shallow whence they come.
They that are rich in words, in words discover
That they are poor in what makes a lover.
WORDS: WITH YOU
© 2001 Mark Robert Gates
You and I have melted differences,
Inescapable, compatible, divine,
Escalating sensational remembrances
Envelope the future like voraciously braided twine.
Serendipitous, incredibly indivisible,
Therapy for melancholy leftover woes,
Deliver, indelible, perpetual, sensible
Strategic, fortitude, invariably knows.
Having not a thought naught,
Felt, loving, treasuring our,
We gather restoring destiny got;
Omniscient and amorous power.
Balm infused breeze blow on our climate,
Solar, radiate, globally warming,
Graciously, year to year, satiate,
Our never-ending bond forming.
You and I have melted differences,
Inescapable, compatible, divine,
Escalating sensational remembrances
Envelope the future like voraciously braided twine.
Serendipitous, incredibly indivisible,
Therapy for melancholy leftover woes,
Deliver, indelible, perpetual, sensible
Strategic, fortitude, invariably knows.
Having not a thought naught,
Felt, loving, treasuring our,
We gather restoring destiny got;
Omniscient and amorous power.
Balm infused breeze blow on our climate,
Solar, radiate, globally warming,
Graciously, year to year, satiate,
Our never-ending bond forming.
NO DICEY
© 2002 Mark Robert Gates
I wandered life like a golf course
Looking for a shot to put,
Thinking all I need is to use the force,
Leading with the wrong foot,
Getting artic chill fit for a Norse.
Then a beautiful thing
Happened to me along the way!
I met you! You met me!
We met true! We met we!
And now I have no worries
About who is going to stay!
Now I am no longer allowed to tell you no,
Unless, except,
Or if you ask me if I want you to go.
You fill up my future, my life,
All of my momentous awakening,
With the drum and bugle came the fife,
Distance between us forsakening,
Feeling you in my heart screams wife.
Then a beautiful thing
Happened to me along the way!
I met you! You met me!
We met true! We met we!
And now I have no worries
About who is going to stay!
Now I am no longer allowed to tell you no,
Unless, except,
Or if you ask me if I want you to go.
Everything about you
Reaches out and soothes me.
Being near you is my favorite aromatherapy,
No odor from you so strong I would not near be,
No pheromones needed to make me happy,
It’s not from dependence
On the physical that I’m not free.
Then a beautiful thing
Happened to me along the way!
I met you! You met me!
We met true! We met we!
And now I have no worries
About who is going to stay!
Now I am no longer allowed to tell you no,
Unless, except,
Or if you ask me if I want you to go.
I wandered life like a golf course
Looking for a shot to put,
Thinking all I need is to use the force,
Leading with the wrong foot,
Getting artic chill fit for a Norse.
Then a beautiful thing
Happened to me along the way!
I met you! You met me!
We met true! We met we!
And now I have no worries
About who is going to stay!
Now I am no longer allowed to tell you no,
Unless, except,
Or if you ask me if I want you to go.
You fill up my future, my life,
All of my momentous awakening,
With the drum and bugle came the fife,
Distance between us forsakening,
Feeling you in my heart screams wife.
Then a beautiful thing
Happened to me along the way!
I met you! You met me!
We met true! We met we!
And now I have no worries
About who is going to stay!
Now I am no longer allowed to tell you no,
Unless, except,
Or if you ask me if I want you to go.
Everything about you
Reaches out and soothes me.
Being near you is my favorite aromatherapy,
No odor from you so strong I would not near be,
No pheromones needed to make me happy,
It’s not from dependence
On the physical that I’m not free.
Then a beautiful thing
Happened to me along the way!
I met you! You met me!
We met true! We met we!
And now I have no worries
About who is going to stay!
Now I am no longer allowed to tell you no,
Unless, except,
Or if you ask me if I want you to go.
A SONG FOR NEXT YEAR
© 2001 Mark Robert Gates
Unlike in the past
And not the same in the future,
I am liquid every
Changing moment of my present.
Love poured out of every heart
Soaks emotion pure,
Given not to be forsaken,
I accept the jeweled vibrant.
Chorus: For this year I am reborn
In our open days of growth,
And you and I are love
And our life lives for the moment.
We have every thought and feeling,
“Yes! I swore on oath!”
And the whole world will have to come up,
With us went,
For now that we are on top of the world,
Up will take us both.
Never finding my person
In the reflection of others sorrow,
My image elevates as high
As the farthest glimmer of light.
And when I don’t look for me in you,
My quivers for tomorrow,
No belly for me to fatten,
Just the glory of your sight.
Chorus
Nikes hit the peg and if we’re running,
We’re in barefeet closer,
We grow, when we grow closer
And we need growing,
The bottom can do without our life,
Let’s give it up for sure,
Distance between us,
And the up boundary, throwing.
Chorus
Our heart enlarges,
Its limitations overshadowed by our praise,
Aflame, alight, burning,
Engulfed we pursue this career.
Our view of ourselves and the way we see it
Get a lofty raise,
As in the past, treasured,
We cherish what we hear.
Chorus
Faithfulness and esteem draw us closer,
Pooling serene,
A greenhouse flooding, peaceful,
Lilting, bubbling spring,
A floral decadence carpets our loving,
Calming, joining scene,
You and I find the admiration building
And a painting sing.
Chorus
Mind frame, thoughtful posture,
Gracious bouquet of serotonin
Reaches beyond what was before
And overlaps limitless.
We altogether, us and we,
Unite together in our eternal win
And see ourselves fortunate
To share in every Goddess’ bless.
Chorus: For this year I am reborn
In our open days of growth,
And you and I are love
And our life lives for the moment.
We have every thought and feeling,
“Yes! I swore on oath!”
And the whole world will have to come up,
With us went,
For now that we are on top of the world,
Up will take us both.
Unlike in the past
And not the same in the future,
I am liquid every
Changing moment of my present.
Love poured out of every heart
Soaks emotion pure,
Given not to be forsaken,
I accept the jeweled vibrant.
Chorus: For this year I am reborn
In our open days of growth,
And you and I are love
And our life lives for the moment.
We have every thought and feeling,
“Yes! I swore on oath!”
And the whole world will have to come up,
With us went,
For now that we are on top of the world,
Up will take us both.
Never finding my person
In the reflection of others sorrow,
My image elevates as high
As the farthest glimmer of light.
And when I don’t look for me in you,
My quivers for tomorrow,
No belly for me to fatten,
Just the glory of your sight.
Chorus
Nikes hit the peg and if we’re running,
We’re in barefeet closer,
We grow, when we grow closer
And we need growing,
The bottom can do without our life,
Let’s give it up for sure,
Distance between us,
And the up boundary, throwing.
Chorus
Our heart enlarges,
Its limitations overshadowed by our praise,
Aflame, alight, burning,
Engulfed we pursue this career.
Our view of ourselves and the way we see it
Get a lofty raise,
As in the past, treasured,
We cherish what we hear.
Chorus
Faithfulness and esteem draw us closer,
Pooling serene,
A greenhouse flooding, peaceful,
Lilting, bubbling spring,
A floral decadence carpets our loving,
Calming, joining scene,
You and I find the admiration building
And a painting sing.
Chorus
Mind frame, thoughtful posture,
Gracious bouquet of serotonin
Reaches beyond what was before
And overlaps limitless.
We altogether, us and we,
Unite together in our eternal win
And see ourselves fortunate
To share in every Goddess’ bless.
Chorus: For this year I am reborn
In our open days of growth,
And you and I are love
And our life lives for the moment.
We have every thought and feeling,
“Yes! I swore on oath!”
And the whole world will have to come up,
With us went,
For now that we are on top of the world,
Up will take us both.
A SONG FOR LAST YEAR
© 2002 Mark Robert Gates
Last year was real, but now it’s not,
Another year’s calendar past the wall,
Along with all the memories we’ve got
My not listening to you lies back
Where the pages fall.
Chorus: For last year wherever we were not,
Dropped off the calendar and stopped.
Now there are no openings
In the one we’ve got,
We stand united, and all the refuse cropped,
And now we go forth every single day,
Madly in love, a lot.
Last year blindly accepting life on its face,
For us our life style come what may,
And taking life, as is, as our place,
Like the fall foliage had their burning day.
Chorus
Last year sitting near the exit seat in flight
And planning on our needing first aid
To avoid invoking the freedom right,
We’re replaced with
Our one-way ticket full and paid.
Chorus
Last year everyone outside of us got out,
I tossed the attachment without regret,
Our feelings have given us the winning route,
Safe inside our world I no longer fret.
Chorus
Last year visions of sugar-plums dancing ahead,
Attractive but fruitless schemes beyond dreams,
And mountains and valleys,
Rugged terrain, all in my head,
Lost their allure and place as life’s themes.
Chorus
My higher authority, on earth, on you, is you!
Goddess promised us whatever we want,
I pledge my life in helping
You make for us this true:
All we want, we want,
Without debates that stunt.
Chorus: For last year wherever we were not,
Dropped off the calendar and stopped.
Now there are no openings
In the one we’ve got,
We stand united, and all the refuse cropped,
And now we go forth every single day,
Madly in love, a lot.
Last year was real, but now it’s not,
Another year’s calendar past the wall,
Along with all the memories we’ve got
My not listening to you lies back
Where the pages fall.
Chorus: For last year wherever we were not,
Dropped off the calendar and stopped.
Now there are no openings
In the one we’ve got,
We stand united, and all the refuse cropped,
And now we go forth every single day,
Madly in love, a lot.
Last year blindly accepting life on its face,
For us our life style come what may,
And taking life, as is, as our place,
Like the fall foliage had their burning day.
Chorus
Last year sitting near the exit seat in flight
And planning on our needing first aid
To avoid invoking the freedom right,
We’re replaced with
Our one-way ticket full and paid.
Chorus
Last year everyone outside of us got out,
I tossed the attachment without regret,
Our feelings have given us the winning route,
Safe inside our world I no longer fret.
Chorus
Last year visions of sugar-plums dancing ahead,
Attractive but fruitless schemes beyond dreams,
And mountains and valleys,
Rugged terrain, all in my head,
Lost their allure and place as life’s themes.
Chorus
My higher authority, on earth, on you, is you!
Goddess promised us whatever we want,
I pledge my life in helping
You make for us this true:
All we want, we want,
Without debates that stunt.
Chorus: For last year wherever we were not,
Dropped off the calendar and stopped.
Now there are no openings
In the one we’ve got,
We stand united, and all the refuse cropped,
And now we go forth every single day,
Madly in love, a lot.
GIVE ME A BREAK
© 2001 Mark Robert Gates
Once upon a time
I needed a break,
Stress wouldn’t quit
And life overworked.
Doing needed more time
Than a clock can make,
Exhaustion behind every corner
Diligently lurked.
Reality fused the bones in my back,
Fantasy proved a poor medication.
Pain was the only thing
For which I had a knack,
When sanity left I needed
A small vacation.
The behavioral clinic
Turned out to be fruitful,
The beneficial rest resulted in peace.
Helpful therapeutics deep down
Were rootful,
On life medications
Gave me a brand new lease.
Now rest seems more like nothing to do,
Insurance paid for a blissful break.
But boredom changes things inside of you,
And a quiet repast is now more than I can take.
Give me a job, give me some work,
Make me a slave, land me a boss,
A wheel to eye, enlighten the murk,
My tomorrow is yours for a worker ID high gloss,
Accountant, phlebotomist, tinker or tailor,
A contributing society member and taxpayer.
A deep-sea fisherman or sea going sailor,
Anything busy I’ll frolic in fun no doomsayer.
I’m not complaining or grumbling
I just need a piece of the action.
In my prayers I’ve stopped mumbling,
Asking for peace without everlasting inaction.
Once upon a time
I needed a break,
Stress wouldn’t quit
And life overworked.
Doing needed more time
Than a clock can make,
Exhaustion behind every corner
Diligently lurked.
Reality fused the bones in my back,
Fantasy proved a poor medication.
Pain was the only thing
For which I had a knack,
When sanity left I needed
A small vacation.
The behavioral clinic
Turned out to be fruitful,
The beneficial rest resulted in peace.
Helpful therapeutics deep down
Were rootful,
On life medications
Gave me a brand new lease.
Now rest seems more like nothing to do,
Insurance paid for a blissful break.
But boredom changes things inside of you,
And a quiet repast is now more than I can take.
Give me a job, give me some work,
Make me a slave, land me a boss,
A wheel to eye, enlighten the murk,
My tomorrow is yours for a worker ID high gloss,
Accountant, phlebotomist, tinker or tailor,
A contributing society member and taxpayer.
A deep-sea fisherman or sea going sailor,
Anything busy I’ll frolic in fun no doomsayer.
I’m not complaining or grumbling
I just need a piece of the action.
In my prayers I’ve stopped mumbling,
Asking for peace without everlasting inaction.
YOU MAKE LOVE THE VERB
© 2001 Mark Robert Gates
You make love the verb
In everything you say and do
So I put my verbs into action
And never stop feeling love for you.
Lovable,
Incredible,
Powerful,
Momentous,
Treasured,
Beautiful,
Spectacular,
Wonderful,
Desirable,
Now there you have nine
Adjectives in a single sentence.
Forever you are every word
In my vocabulary list.
And now without a noun
Of any word being minced
I pronounce all my expressions
With loving you as the gist.
And wherever you go
You turn my every word
Into a pronoun in place to show
Every word you speak is heard.
Lovable,
Incredible,
Powerful,
Momentous,
Treasured,
Beautiful,
Spectacular,
Wonderful,
Desirable,
Now there you have nine
Adjectives in a single sentence.
Forever you are every
Word in my vocabulary list.
And now without a noun of
Any word being minced
I pronounce all my expressions
With loving you as the gist.
You make love the verb
In everything you say and do
So I put my verbs into action
And never stop feeling love for you.
Lovable,
Incredible,
Powerful,
Momentous,
Treasured,
Beautiful,
Spectacular,
Wonderful,
Desirable,
Now there you have nine
Adjectives in a single sentence.
Forever you are every word
In my vocabulary list.
And now without a noun
Of any word being minced
I pronounce all my expressions
With loving you as the gist.
And wherever you go
You turn my every word
Into a pronoun in place to show
Every word you speak is heard.
Lovable,
Incredible,
Powerful,
Momentous,
Treasured,
Beautiful,
Spectacular,
Wonderful,
Desirable,
Now there you have nine
Adjectives in a single sentence.
Forever you are every
Word in my vocabulary list.
And now without a noun of
Any word being minced
I pronounce all my expressions
With loving you as the gist.
I AM AS I PROCLAIM
© 2006 Mark Robert Gates
In my journeys, I frequently swam, in treacherous waters, in too deep, and way over my head. I could not have survived, if not, for breathing my own aire, and devouring, my own desire to go on living. I lived off my own wish to be somewhere I could be alive, and myself, at one and the same time. Never, would I have made my journey complete, and claim a self-satisfied I, if not for faith in my own destiny, a horizon above, and a destination in mind, worth every effort to reach. I always, would have an open door, inside of myself, to validate, what I saw with my own mind’s eye, however, I lacked courage to stand for my convictions.
Now, this may sound silly to some, however, allow me a moment to explain. I have always been looking out on the world, and not allowing myself, to be seen by the world. I did not stand up for my own thoughts. I hid my own emotions, and my feelings, were not important enough, to share with others. Even though, I really saw myself, as having views, and feelings, worth sharing with others. I allowed myself, to be reprimanded, to a place of self-denial, in order to survive. I never allowed, my emotional viewpoint's, to be credible enough, to fight for, when other's, trampled over my desires. Now, I reward myself, by allowing my feelings and viewpoints, to be necessary for my own wellbeing. I was not well, when I did not believe in having a successful me, if that meant, someone else was going to get upset. I no longer care, if someone, thinks my success is unfair, or that I should defer, and allow myself to lose. I have more self-respect now, and I play to win, and my success, is of paramount importance to myself.
All I have to do, to have a life I can be proud of, is never stand down to another person. I will think what I think, believe what I believe, and know what I know, without fear, of legitimate reprisal, from anyone. I also, will like whom I like, know whom I know and love whom I love, moreover, my feelings will always be valid. I will never be told, what to feel and what to think. What I think, and what I feel, will be the result of research, in the former case, and getting to know others, in the later case. In the words of, Neil Diamond, “I am, I said.” Only, now others are listening, and I am comfortable enough with my stand, to sit in a chair, and have it listen. Inanimate objects, at least, should obey me, and when they do not they, should be more thoughtful.
In my journeys, I frequently swam, in treacherous waters, in too deep, and way over my head. I could not have survived, if not, for breathing my own aire, and devouring, my own desire to go on living. I lived off my own wish to be somewhere I could be alive, and myself, at one and the same time. Never, would I have made my journey complete, and claim a self-satisfied I, if not for faith in my own destiny, a horizon above, and a destination in mind, worth every effort to reach. I always, would have an open door, inside of myself, to validate, what I saw with my own mind’s eye, however, I lacked courage to stand for my convictions.
Now, this may sound silly to some, however, allow me a moment to explain. I have always been looking out on the world, and not allowing myself, to be seen by the world. I did not stand up for my own thoughts. I hid my own emotions, and my feelings, were not important enough, to share with others. Even though, I really saw myself, as having views, and feelings, worth sharing with others. I allowed myself, to be reprimanded, to a place of self-denial, in order to survive. I never allowed, my emotional viewpoint's, to be credible enough, to fight for, when other's, trampled over my desires. Now, I reward myself, by allowing my feelings and viewpoints, to be necessary for my own wellbeing. I was not well, when I did not believe in having a successful me, if that meant, someone else was going to get upset. I no longer care, if someone, thinks my success is unfair, or that I should defer, and allow myself to lose. I have more self-respect now, and I play to win, and my success, is of paramount importance to myself.
All I have to do, to have a life I can be proud of, is never stand down to another person. I will think what I think, believe what I believe, and know what I know, without fear, of legitimate reprisal, from anyone. I also, will like whom I like, know whom I know and love whom I love, moreover, my feelings will always be valid. I will never be told, what to feel and what to think. What I think, and what I feel, will be the result of research, in the former case, and getting to know others, in the later case. In the words of, Neil Diamond, “I am, I said.” Only, now others are listening, and I am comfortable enough with my stand, to sit in a chair, and have it listen. Inanimate objects, at least, should obey me, and when they do not they, should be more thoughtful.
APPELLATE COURTING SUITE
© 2002 Mark Robert Gates
In a review of courting documents,
I discovered a neglected thing,
Forgotten like so many hints,
A promise I’d forgotten to sing.
I will never leave you,
Never even could.
You are a part of me too,
We came together for good.
Our love is beautiful,
Easter on the eyes,
Genuinely wonderful,
Appealing forever skies.
You hold me true,
My thoughts are thought with you.
Never are you too few,
My tomorrow is a calendar filled with you.
In a review of courting documents,
I discovered a neglected thing,
Forgotten like so many hints,
A promise I’d forgotten to sing.
I will never leave you,
Never even could.
You are a part of me too,
We came together for good.
Our love is beautiful,
Easter on the eyes,
Genuinely wonderful,
Appealing forever skies.
You hold me true,
My thoughts are thought with you.
Never are you too few,
My tomorrow is a calendar filled with you.
INSEPARABLE BY LOVE
© 2001 Mark Robert Gates
I love the love that’s in the air
The way we meet with joy each other’s stare.
Emotions cascading down eliminate the stair,
The level playing field demonstrates to all we care.
United by bonds that know no fetters,
A time for hearts healed of tatters.
Togetherness embodied in eternity all that matters,
Graciousness alive in us our life only betters.
Heaven is your arms wrapped around me,
Ecstasy is being in love just we.
Afterwards we toss with glee,
Perpetual we embrace forever we see.
Argument useless we always agree,
Romance entwined in our souls sets us free.
A flow passes between like the tides in the sea,
Inseparable by love is all that life is meant to be.
IN A DREAM OVER IN AWAKENING
© 2001 Mark Robert Gates
In a dream over in awakening
I saw my future sharing me with you.
No matter how I tried
The sleep wouldn’t return,
“How do we get there,” I cried.
Searching everywhere for a way to learn,
Hoping meeting you wouldn’t be a forsakening,
Our forever together, tested and tried true.
Now my sleep has shaken off
And my slumber is no longer my only sight
We are together here in real life
Love has made us a fire all alight
You are mine and I am yours
And we are eternal entwined
In dreams and visions and forever
Inseparably combined.
Living life a dream come true
In my arms and sharing heavenly life.
You and I more than us
We are a dream alive.
Our live reality plus,
The prophecy did arrive.
Everyday together brand-new
As my first dream of you as my wife.
Now my sleep has shaken off
And my slumber is no longer my only sight
We are together here in real life
Love has made us a fire all alight
You are mine and I am yours
And we are eternal entwined
In dreams and visions and forever
Inseparably combined.
Sunday, November 27, 2005
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