Best Centrally Poems

When I mention my morning meditation practice,
many respond with wishes and hopes
they could
would
should discipline themselves
to also join in to this practice
practice
praxis
until fragmented uncommunicative ego/ecosystems
finally get...

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"Oak" 

The guardians
stood around and 
shook their heads

great thoughts 
quivering 
from the ground, roots up, 

as if to walk 
confidently 
with great armies

yet hesitation 
was...

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United in isolated collectivity,
Standing erect for reflective solidarity,
Sited to enable individuality,
Symbolising the dead, the loss in totality.

So many damaged people, with so much to remind,
There...

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It is night yet in the West
   and the planes land between listlessly burning tarmac lamps
   stealthy fingers scurrying through diadems...

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The difference between bad-old-boy competitively evolving egg whites
and good-girl revolutionary just-us-yolks
is the difference between prophetic intent
and messianic practice,
said Professor Glory
in her Gospel of Permaculture class,
one...

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A tree of three trunks and ten branches
which grows particularly the maple leaf
and blest with a natural freezer customized by climatic inactivity
with a unique symbol...

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What is free about this market?
What is free in this market?
We are free only to see 
With no power to buy that we need.
Nothing is...

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Poets Hanging from a Poet Tree

Poetry in motion is perilous a dangerous pastime a thing of the anachronistic 
past in the global villainous village in...

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Otter trance dance meets mice, worms and soups

A single iron is fed up with flattening material. In fact it has spoke of breaking. It considers...

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Beneath the tall and sparkling Christmas Tree,
are presents wrapped and stacked in neat array-
a picture-perfect holiday bouquet,
with graceful boughs outstretching equally.
Yet, here among the gifts,...

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The new roves are not like the old,
They purvey an unwieldy aspect
To their elderly kindred folk;
Even on this steep hill forms encroach
Upon an edifice grand...

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Marked for beauty or for grossness
Central chest area, just like my ancestors
Which ones I won't confess, yet...
I debate each year-- remove the beast?

Or let the...

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You and I may have decided
long ago,
and again more recently,
more ego-centrally
and now more large-stage ecopolitically,
that human life
has only that meaning and purpose we give ourselves,
we...

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relaxing my mind
doing nothing at all
i did everything yesterday evening after work
i am gonna be free today

i think i will take a walk
it is amazing...

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CENTRAL DARK

I used to walk those very same streets
Streets of sensuousness and sin
Those streets which once felt my feet
Those streets where my shoes once had...

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