Best Defusing Poems

My Friend Pine Tree 

Away, quite away from my nearby Allen Forest
One day I was moving on a hill top 
On a Himalayan mountain hill
I found myself standing 
Before a beautiful and majestic Pine tree

The tree was tall and beautiful
The wind was blowing,  its...

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So many Blessings have You sent my way I have lost count
It seems like each and every single day an endless amount
From all those little things to the things that were so great
And the Joy Your Love brings defusing my every sour trait

For all the...

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Seeping heavy under my skin
Shivering inception
Calming from its wisping caress
Tenderly soothing 

Reaching with tendril like fingers
Lithe and satin
Permeating through my veins
Enveloping essence

Taming the maelstrom within me
Purity embracing
Divulging the rains of promise
Cleansing shame

Defusing against the flow of time
Forever young
Standing open in naked candor
Unselfish passion...

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I look at the seasons and what do I see
But wonder and awe at Gods tapestry

The spring is so beautiful as it brings new life
Song birds are singing defusing my strife
The gardens are sprouting with wonderful care
Each one a mosaic with all of its wares

When...

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I know
you know
you stole our property,
our mutual possession,
our sense of co-ownership,
of belonging together
to grow our health forever.

I know
you took it for your sole ungrateful possession,
to use for your self recreating purposes,
not a subject for open communication,
further evolution of whom we were becoming
together.

You know
I know
you stole...

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The Gospels share a negative understory,
thematic across all four.

However diverse these four voices may be
in describing and delineating Messianic love,
and political-economic priorities for poor spirits,
all four are univocal with anecdotal warnings:
If you are on the supremely powerful hoarding side
referring to those less fortunate than your...

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Is war coming? Are we headed for another crazy cataclysm?
My sons, draft age. Only now can I appreciate the pain
so sharp it drains the color from one's eyes, your reason
for living gone in a spasm of violence to be forgotten
never by survivors. This fear could...

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I am not done yet

Thy that is there unseen,
Told by preachers anger toward my ways,
That i would be wrapped soulless awake, 
anbandone with my full-grown-basket.
 
Please hope I am not been defusing;
My man is still functioning,
Go tell Aisha whether she bask-not,
Please I am not done yet.

Touch...

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Instigating violence instead of defusing a situation. Shoot me in the face and get a month's paid vacation. Celebrating death down there at the station. The ones you've killed will watch you as you sleep.

Mouth breathers and cop callers. Black and white, no grey area....

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Sometimes pandemic people share
pieces of our unspeakable personal story

That no health care worker,
sex therapist player,
or green resonant systems organizer
wants to hear,
much less smell,
or touch,
or deeply feel...

I flinch, sometimes.

Wince.

Maybe flirt with longer-term
dissociation,
to protect myself
from suicide
to protect ourselves
from ecocide.

Make sure I'm OK
for now
right left here

And agree with...

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She was enrapt by the glow and mesmerized
by what appeared to be some sort of orb,
bright faceted amber that was crystallized.
She struggled to comprehend and to absorb
the meaning of such a gilded gift of gold...
It was a seed of wisdom, sent as foretold.

Her mind was...

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You all know me as Percival Jack
But my real name is Charles Byard
So you know, it's pronounced by-yard
Living with this name has been hard

You guys are probably wondering
Where did that name originate
Certainly never heard it ever before
At least that's what most people state

Well here's my...

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It has been asked,
sighed Gaia,
if I would convert Christians
to Taoists.

So, what did you say?

I suspect better Christians,
Christians with more humble gratitude
for God's actively loving Grace
restoring ecological mercy 
more than punishing injustice,
would also be better Taoists
than I have ever been.

Why?
What do you feel is so remedial
about...

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About eighty generations before Jesus of Nazareth,
Zoroaster predicted the continuing
virgin birth
of Earth's Savior.

Could he have foreseen you
as our CoRedeemer,
as he was part of this same regeneration story
leading toward your fertile Time?

Virgin, for Zoroaster's encultured time,
Zero-Empty
yet potentially fertile,
both Empty and Interdependent health and vitality,
diastatic nutritional becoming
promise...

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Seeking safe waters to harbor my thoughts,
I found a confidant that calms my soul.
Despite the deafening sound of silence,
I heard your voice above the rigmarole.

Supplying comfort and companionship,
you move me by the depth of your concern.
And acting like my guardian angel,
you salvage kindled dreams before...

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