Best Binaries Poems

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There remains,
among cherished riff-raff,
old trope
tropical wet and warm
reproducing images,

Sadly resilient
and madly resonant,

About organic holes
and tumescent poles,
full-flowering 
young
green feminists
of feckless zero-empty wombs,
glacier valley lows
merely reflecting
volcanic mountain...

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I’m pinned by fingers of the stars
five digits pointing blame,
plucking strings of guilt’s guitar
the tune always the same.

Abominations I committed
suspect of sin before the act.
My...

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Take me to the summit muse and create 
in me, a fervor that no one can erase 
Let me make a crucible of gold and...

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Yearling struts its liberty in unstinting energy
Oblivious to reserve that shoes a gallop with dullness
Unaware of regret's stable and the binaries of age
Trotting between indolence...

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Why pen,if one only is to be adored,for creating only 
poetry, ethereal and planetary?

We live on earth so beset with misdeeds.
Should a poet dare write...

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Why pen, if just only is to be adored?
For just creating only poetry, ethereal and planetary?

We live on this earth, so beset with misdeeds.
Should a...

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I watched “Breakfast at Tiffany’s” last night - we’re going to be reading Truman Capote’s book after the break and I wanted to start thinking...

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A Bloodless Conquest Underway
Armies of the world have United
All the military in common greed
Power-  in Weapons  is Authority 
Baying for blood- quite outdated
Patriots...

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Talk therapy
among braver angels
and curious devilish advocates,

Evolves natural contemplative thoughts
of healthy minds and bodies
felt sacredly neuro-systemic

Organic
dynamic systems
reconnecting sensory consciousness
and mindful sexual experience
with worldviews recombining
Liberal YangTruth...

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A poet like me
I start my days at the 11th hour.
I pray twice a day.
I take my coffee before my bath.
I write with my heart.

A...

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Darkness coiled in the depths of the night.
Where shadows try to hide from your view.
The moon is a mirror reaching for the light.
Rattling on the...

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Retirement from community development,
facilitating cooperative economic justice
in this post-millennial time of climate crisis,
feels like being put out to pasture
with the rest of us toothless and...

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'Tis a parable of inseparable binary's
whose snowprints melted in silent tales.

Their bodies heat 'neath winter coats
that hides their Sunday's best white finaries.

Her pleasant hands sheathed...

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Date:  June  2051

Damian returned to buoyant activities 
Out to the front when he saw Ras Madan 
Approaching happily straight to
Damian. Damian was thinking...

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