Best Intersections Poems

The town that I was born in was a small and ‘one horse’ place,
where no one held a secret and we knew each other’s face.
Nothing...

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I have a wandering mind
my lines as I draw them
over the grid as I steer them
through intersections
I veer them
perspectives I see
when I peer them...
detecting truth
in...

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I did not learn to drive until my twenties.
My two poor kids I hauled inside a wagon!
That wagon creaked when filled with groceries!
Fed up, I...

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I can tell you about the elongated nights.
The pain and agony endured to the soul.
The hammer of reality that aims to chisel at my pride...

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In many times in my life I always looked for exits.
Could only get so far and I get pulled over in the intersections.
I called them...

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all the pheromones circled around me
without knowing, we will gather you all
and we make a world
you draw like the silver treacherous snails
pressed intersections
some over others...

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Stoplight Fireflies


Stoplight fireflies blink yellow
over vacant intersections

Owls whisper on the mist
mime-like field mice listen

Soft surf muffles side step
clatter of crab legs

Feral eyes swallow
waning moonlight

A possum...

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I know I misled you at intersections in my mind
And I didn’t consider your life mixed with mine
If I'm able to show you how good...

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Curvature the plane to the point of distribution
Focus either latitude, asymptomotes are drawn;
Equalling hypotenuese with spiralling revolution
Discretely perpendicular to the course it set upon.

All prinicipals...

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She waits,
eight black spindles joined at one end by a pivot, a compass.
Each pinpoint balanced at the intersections
of self-drawn polygons.
Legs jointed like the fingers of...

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Interconnectedness 
Life with all its twisted 
Train wrecks
Contorted metal
grappled around
steel, disfigurement.
And at the heart 
of it all, I want to crash 
with you. Be a witness 
to your incriminating truth
Twisted...

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“I open the door and cross the threshold of imagination”
		A Rambling Poet


		         Words

I open the door and...

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I question my own interplay of psychology and political science.
Does this too facilely root analogy within ecology of climate health v pathology?

Intersections of sociology and...

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A skein of Canadian Geese
fly above snow laden treetops;
Wave after wave crossing the sun
impelled by internal instincts.
Their discordant cacophonies
impel eyes on the ground upward:
young children...

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The Virgin and Child

Matrix of allusions.Its intersections
dipped in the beckoning depths of  chaste dark 
to grow limbs like any other. To mark
a departure into...

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