Best Denuding Poems

“No matter how low we fall, God holds our hand ~
All’s enabled, if this truth we understand”
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Some watching my ease
Of execution of the self
The latent anxiety unteased
Writes me off in simplicity.
Some denuding me of honor's wealth
Wait in turmoil 
For a scab to fall and unveil its pus
And if I do not flinch for pain
Writes coward beside my name
Some deck out in...

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This is where black breaks open into bright bleeding feeling
as souls suffer the fire of flesh to enter arena Earth screaming
searching the ether for Adam and Eve's answer to forbidden fever
while angels wear snake skins of war to remember the carnage of this theater
and demons...

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Did you know the Gecko cannot blink ?
No I did not, but it sounds alluring that image
Of a focused lizard reptilian in glorious intent
From hide bound tail to protruding cheeks and jowl

So I blink, too tired to contemplate the enemy who stalks
Unruly neighbor holding night...

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Natural predication
greets sacred promise
to restore peaceful justice.

Omnipresent predication
greets polypathic promise
for restoring love as grace-filling justice.

Omnipotently disintegrative powers
of HellFire prediction
too quickly settle for monoculturing retribution,
punishment
due to FallenNature's past spiritual sins
in absence of paid-forward
gift economies
for notnot co-arising
Sacred Win-Win Grace.

This monoculturing
monotheistic Win-Lose path
is littered with remains,
fossils for patriarchal...

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Catharsis of a King


Twisted trees, gnarled and warped
by wicked winds, curled in crippling
curling toward faint warming of the sun,
clinging with clutched roots to rocky crags,
overhanging the crashing roar of foam tipped
breakers.  Stone face of shear cliff etched by
fine chiseled rivulets, tears shed by dark...

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False Warrior


Cold spear of winter’s harbinger
pierces the heart of summer
leaving her wounded beauty
bleeding out upon the landscape.

Autumn – cruel mercenary force
despoiling the scent of bounty
laying rot the un-ripened hope
denuding the cloaked forest,

Driving color from the stalks
into the shriveling roots
unable to withstand
frost’s crippling grip.

Marching under grey...

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Abandoned! Assaulting winds thrash flailing limbs, 
denuding boughs of golden dress;
gone the gaiety of glowing beginnings
when springtime sun seduced soft soil,
fondling slight buds of green, foreplay in fecund fields.

Forlorn, like a vacant house,
dark windows blankly stare despair,
the fissured dream convulses;
Whistling winds, keening,
“Gone away, gone away...

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Self-pardoning rights of predators and pirates
emperors and kings
CEOs and wealthy competitors
follow our over investment
in separating natural land and bodies
from oceanic surfing inside spirits,
yang ecopolitical strength of communal sight
from yin personal flow of sound,
resonant orthodox positive
and
negatively correlated dissonant 
and merely eisegetical--
not notyet intuitive flow-empowered.

History of competitions
between...

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The scent of decomposing leaves pervades the air,
a ghost-grey mist hangs, lifeless, on the branches; bare
from vehement leaf-stripping winds, awhile passed through,
denuding all; from Ash to morbid, toxic Yew.
Their once green leaves; now dark brown dead beneath my boots.

I close my eyes and hear almost...

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We begin at the beginning: a clove of garlic, too hard-headed
for its own good, combined with two large onions, their first denuding 
revealing fallow gold: the second layer, a pale green puberty,
then, the heartless blade of the knife slices into the virginal white 
purity of...

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spring… cuckoos make
listen… silence… cuckoos gone
position vacant
~
the voice of summer
a roar of wonder… hark life
new generations
~
hark a whispered swish
a breeze denuding trees
autumn confetti
~
winter respite
hibernating mammals
silent are the nights...

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The way of man and the way of God:
the two are not the same.

For a man will see a forest,
and will create a clearing,
and hack out an existence,
denuding the land of life,
using the logs for his home,
tilling the ground to plant food,
and sit in front...

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Neither the clang of swords, nor the rattle of guns
Nor the devastating drop of bombs nor bomber’s motion
But a hush-hush research in quiet laboratory in a far corner
Producing mass-killing virus to infect and spread afar
To attack the innocent mass of other countries in umpteen numbers;
It...

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Bewildering 
Yet, astonishing 
Is how the leaves are emblazoning
With such stunning 
Coloring.
They are capturing
The essence of fall. As the wind is blowing 
Through the trees it's whispering
To the leaves it's time to fall. The uncloaking
Begins in a swirling,
Twirling,
And floating
Dance which is denuding.
It shows the webbing
Of...

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