Current mood: Esoteric <|8^))
Solitudinal
(A Poem-Prose written by Martin Eden on 24 May 2009)
On a solitude cloud I ride
Observing my life below me
Where she hides and I follow
Where I lead and she tries
On a solitude cloud I ride
To see my anger subside to
Where they seem to know me
Before I seem to know them
On a solitude cloud I ride
As if I can be happy
Before the butterfly rests on my shoulder
Before the birds’ inspiring chorus
© Martin Eden
Current mood: Solitudinal <|;^))
Dreamer Prophesy
(A Poem-Prose written by Martin Eden on 23 May 2009)
Dreamer prophesy
What needs to be in the sky
Never once have you failed
Despite the dominance of greed and aggression
Dreamer prophesy
Our common path
Beyond borders, hierarchy and faith
Where we each determine our own fate
Dreamer prophesy
A life above hope
Where each has all needs satisfied
And none needs suffer in redemption while the few in usury feast
© Martin Eden
Current mood: Solitudinal <|;^))
Pithy Sayingz-Quotez 009
(Practical Psychology written by Martin Eden on 22 May 2009)
I
“Essence both precedes and transcends existence.”
II
“I own few things but the sun, the flowers and the birds signal through my senses that I own my essence.”
© Martin Eden
Current mood: Solitudinal <|;^))
The Polyglot From Babylon
(A Poem-Prose written by Martin Eden on 19 & 20 May 2009)
The polyglot from Babylon
Could not see what the fuss was about
But there seemed to be a Nation State thing going on
And a jealousy on God’s Part of human heights
Let alone the Hubble Telescope, so revealing
© Martin Eden
Current mood: Solitudinal <|;^))
Kindness
(A Poem-Prose written by Martin Eden on 17 & 18 May 2009)
Kindness is so fragile
It comes in disguise
And those who have it are few and far between
Usually it is missed due to inattentiveness
But sometimes it knocks long and hard
It’s then that you need it most
Often we don’t know what we want
Because in anger we don’t stop to think
Or perhaps self-absorption just has that effect
The numbness and fear of kindness’s demise
© Martin Eden
Current mood: Venturesome <|;^))
Self Preservation
(A Poem-Prose written by Martin Eden 13-15 May 2009)
What brings us back
From the depths of despair
Or at least the entertainment of
Usually a kind word
Or any kind of kindness
But more often
Time and wisdom gained
Self awareness and self perception
Certainly not a herd-like religion
A crutch like any other drug
But an innate connective strength
Where equality is seen and more so felt
In everybody and everything
Pulsating and communicating
From a common inner beat
So uninhibited and natural
© Martin Eden
accomplished Mother’s Day
(A Poem-Prose written by Martin Eden on 10May1998)
Mother you’ve always been there
Whenever I needed you, your care
You tell me what I need to hear
Even when it’s hard to bear
Sometimes I feel rejected, abandoned
And I come to you
And sometimes I don’t realize
That you need that something too
It’s been a pain-filled time for me
A time of boundless challenge
A time of tears and transformation
Journeying through my underworld
And while I search for that special one
And long for her touch and confirmation
I have you to come to for solace
To help me through my doubts and fears
I know I’ve let you down at times
And that it seems things may not change
It’s then I need your un-conditional love
To know and find it, within myself
© Martin Eden
My Mother (Circa 1954) / Moja Matka (Oko?o 1954) / Mia Madre (Intorno 1954)
POLISH – POLSKI
Dzień Matki
(Jeden Poemat-Proza napisane przez Marcin Eden na 10May1998)
Matka byłaś zawsze na miejscu
Za każdym razem potrzebowałem ciebie, twoją opieke
Ty mi powiesz co muszę słuchać
Nawet jeśli trudno jest opatrzone
Czasem czuję się odrzucony, opuszczony
I ja przyjde do ciebie
I czasami ja nie jestem świadomy
Że ty potrzebujesz to też
To ostatnio był czas bólem wypełniony dla mnie
Czas wzywania bezgranicznym
Czas łez i przekształcenia
Podróżowanie przez moje ciemne czasy
I podczas wyszukiwania tą szczególną
I czekam na jej kontakt i potwierdzenie
Moge do ciebie przyjść na pocieszenie
Aby pomóc mi poprzez moje wątpliwoćci i obawy
Wiem że czasem ja cię opuszczam
I wydaje się że rzeczy nie mogą sie zmienić
Jest to wtedy co ja potrzebuje twoją bezwarunkowej miłości
Aby poznać i znaleźć, w siebie
© Martin Eden
*Zapraszam sugestie dotyczące bardziej dokładne tłumaczenie.
ITALIAN – ITALIANO
Festa della Mamma
(Una poesia-prosa scritto da Martino Eden su 10May1998)
Madre tu sono sempre state ci
Ogni volta che lo ho avuto bisogno tu, vostre cure
Si dimmi cosa io bisogno di udire
Anche quando è difficile da sopportare
A volte mi sento respinto, abbandonato
E io vengo a voi
E a volte mi non capire
Che avete bisogno di qualcosa di troppo
Esso è stato un dolore riempiti tempo per mi
Un tempo di illimitato sfide
Un tempo di lacrime e di trasformazione
Il mio cammino attraverso inferi
E mentre io ricerca per tale speciale una
E aspettare per sua tocco e conferma
Io avete voi a venire a per il conforto
Per aiutare mi attraverso il mio dubbi e timori
So ho delusi voi a volte si
E sembra che le cose non possono cambiare
Esso è poi ho bisogno del tuo amore incondizionato
A conoscere e trovare esso, all’interno di me stesso
© Martin Eden
*Invito i suggerimenti per una più accurata traduzione.
Once ensconced
One can feel
After a little while
The thoughts of one’s personal being
Coming on
The aches and pains
The loneliness away from other
History warbles another’s mantra
Which one ignores beyond a would be mind control
And then there is that mental silence
A fleeting respite from the self
Just to be
The static of physical awareness harps of lack of due self care
One grasps at silence
Which seems to come of its own accord
Where one finds one has let go
It’s a busy secular thing
Just being
The systemics come to ask their questions
But one’s age just fobs them off
And the ease with which that is done just proves that one is essence-ially well
Despite the need to pry their justifications
Precious personal silence returns
Dwells despite one’s wanting
Strangely, muscles begin to relax identifying their tension
One feels a surging flow
As though circulation had forgotten itself
And it is fleeting again
Then there is …
The warmth of just being
© Martin Eden
enlightenedRuns to harmony
Runs to despair
Learns everything between the pair
Is multifaceted across music, stage, philosophy, art and the scribing of la comédie humaine
Sees devolution in the lowest common denominator
Sees evolution as the integration and harmony of the whole
Sees absorption and expression as the engine of growth
Sees humans free of the shackles of religion, nationality and greed
Needs the love and the touch of the universe unfolding
Needs the energy of nature’s cycles to feel grounded
Feels essence and the ethereal grow from his feet
Feels motivation and honour come from the self
And as the internal and external join forces there’s an explosion
The magnitude’s exponentially expanding held by gravity to form
Creation some call it potential tensions in fact
And thus belonging is ever smaller than the self
Yet it resonates in the pulsation that is life
And in the dark matter there is scientific dawning
Despite the fear and obsession with mortality made to repress
And yes it is chance that gives meaning to an open mind to respond
© Martin Eden
Current mood: 
quiet
Extempora
(A Poem-Prose written by Martin Eden on 05May2009)
Stillness
Silence
Not even the din of everyday life
A child’s voice in the faint distance
Stillness
Silence
An airborne engine draws near and fades
A computer draws a breath
Stillness
Silence
Depression comes by
Speaks of loneliness and things not done
Stillness
Silence
Awareness comes and grasps at kindnesses
Too tired to act on the opportunities it sees
Stillness
Silence
Numb to the countless media led fears
Drawing warmth from a heater as winter descends
Stillness
Silence
Inspiration from the depths revels and rallies
In a dim distant corner of the mind if not brain
Stillness
Silence
All in all it feels like a good place to rest and recover
In the stillness and silence
© Martin Eden