Best Devolved Poems

I find it curious that people will debate the nature of God, with one side saying it is irrelevant as He doesn't exist and the other sure they can pin down the nature, the complexity, of a Being so far beyond the comprehension of any...

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Why isn't philosophy written most wisely
in poetic verses,
redundantly both-and 
analogical ecology?

Declassifying classic philosophic historians
continuing relentless great debate
about which is most important,
truth or beauty?

This same political philosophy pit 
drifted off a bit 
from scientific recovery
as economics shifted smart wealth 
away from intimate health.

When did love of...

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her kisses were glacial...honest
she devoured every star on which she rode
at times, amber spirits would peal the veneer
expose the pulp of her mind...scarred...
one night the shine sprinted from her grasp,
living dullened that wild horse stride...
she curled up in my heart palm, 
wilted and worn-like a...

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Red hot and cool Green peace
passions bring us to this sacred 
synergetic EarthTime

More dialogue regenerative
when cooperative
so more redundantly competitive
when endless debate degenerative

Less producing fruit
of Future's healthy
integral
Whole OpenSystemic 
secular and sacred 
indigenously wise potential.

Thriving individual subsystems 
play more compassionately
than dispassionately 
work competitively
at surviving
midst fractured remnants of...

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An island
Afloat in a sea of galaxies and stars
Orbiting its sun
Light and energy to warm and stir its life
Conceived by God....
With one explosive...singular...divine idea
14 billion years ago
Launching time and place and an expanding universe
Ruled by the laws of physics and chemistry
Giving birth at once to...

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Silence is my favorite crypt, 
and when I'm feeling pious, or 
magnanimous, or greedy 
or alive, 
I go there. 
I go there because 
in silence, I can run so far 
away from the creeps and the 
whores, the moneygrubbing 
clerks and the bilge of puddles...

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PRESENT PERFECT in SUMMER SCHOOL

CONJUGATION
I have yearned
Thou hast returned
He has departed
She has kissed faint hearted
We have voiced warm greetings
They’ve had timid meetings

The young ones the old ones
The joiners and the out-in-the-cold ones
The sad boys the bad boys
The mild boys and the wild boys
The Shy girls,...

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This sandwich board licence business closely illustrates 
what this is really by taking the biscuit 
money for signage so much a year
 
Drawing a unique picture frame from crumbs 
in how the slave master operates exploiting powers 
then reading about how the capital's council is...

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(From the other side of the track)

Grammar the regal tool of pure English
Alas used as a wedge to classify,
A divided country a trait snobbish
To ridicule lampoon then pacify.
This class structure based on one’s conveyance
The transfer of language the written word,
A populace afraid of decadence
Chances of...

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The Magna Carta changed the rule of law,
That is, what the law was and who it was for, 
From being a simple, dashing validation of the king, 
To being about truth, reason and justice free-standing. 

The Charter came into existence in 1215 with a rebellion,
Against...

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The simplest of starts,
A decade of revolution,
When paternity and guidance drifted apart,
With leather jacket banners marked my breakout social intrusion,
To replace the sorrowful suits and camo bandannas,
Loathing the silver idols lining the streets peddling their new cause,
Of fire and brimstone raining down on the icy...

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BEYOND THE SNOWS OF WINTER

You go on ahead, my son,
I’ll catch up with you when the snow reaches the end of winter
You have your life to live and worlds to explore 
Where you are headed I won’t be going

Maybe I will be there in spirit...

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Cursing and cutting bleeding and boiling
Undressed and undone...like a microscopic maggot now scorched in  the sun
Strung out and strung up
Feasts of flesh...decomposing...devolved...deterioration
Anti-creation

Over the limit and over the line over the counter...my drug is to die
Gold unto giants and silver to swine
Drunk on divine...water to...

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The Tempest of Poetry
  - by Bob Atkinson

there blows in stiff wind
created by the word
an everlasting frozen
collection of nouns and verbs

like a whirlwind of change
these letters spell the thoughts
of minds evolved to think
and report facts back to boss

here, in an open world
where flies the...

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"Awakening to the Red Road: An Ecopoetic Odyssey"
I. Anthropocentric Dissonance
-	Daniel Henry Rodgers

Do you hear that rumbling? 
That's the ancient woodlands wailing and crying out! 
I can hear their echoes mourning as 
we silence those whispering tree elders. 
Sacrificing their hard-earned truths on the 
bloodstained altar...

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