Best Jurist Poems

I maintain and contain
 a passion for compassion

 It's so convenient
 to point a fast finger
 of condemnation
 at those whose path
 we have never...

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Across the cracked concrete slabs,
past a fallen dogwoods left lying like so much litter;
at the red brick base of the courthouse, the jurors strode.

Through the...

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The moon rabbit is chasing a man on the moon               ...

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In slumbering slope they lay, 
their gaiety snores in rhythmic peaks of cadences,
The lily livered japes 
Kings from central castings,
Heroes of one hour, 
jostling ...

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In halls of legislature statesmen rule
  by vested interest and inside rort,
and when last ballots are cast me and you’ll
  be no wiser...

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bijou, tiny, miniature, mini 
small and little ego of ones' self
unseen isolation of bondage
makes I (me) grow 
ever so increasingly cruel, savage, and mean 
i...

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The academic position that political science
becomes too didactic for scientific neutrality
when political scientists are too pro-democracy
v theocracy, plutocracy, etc.
too cooperatively enthusiastic about economic health,
too positive...

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When the last remaining Yang propagandist
against deeply yin-suppressed pedagogists
falls back in love with cooperative educational love,
we will learn to live forever
as one EarthTribe
with integrity's richest...

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Across the cracked concrete slabs,
past a fallen dogwood
left lying like so much litter
at the red brick base of the court house;
the jurors strode.

Through the doors...

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Mother Mary Horn Haiku

sky seemed so starry
had heard that Mother Mary

baby Jesus carry

heard was audible
we had known was possible
also plausible

when God did insist
Son on earth...

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In-between the babel of a troubled soul
In abeyance, the thought of neglection arose
The blood boiled, the body cooked
The figure fell in flat command
The jurist justified...

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~  Beloved Woman of God I am your journalist Scribe;
A professional copyist I shall;
My duties theologian, a jurist,
May I verse hardcopy speaks life?
What you...

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THINGS HAPPEN 

Pimples and dimples fighting for a beauty contest on my black rugged face. None of them will win. On my face - things...

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No word “yes” and “no”
Never revealed just a fiddlesticks
Never clear and shouted “hang on a mo!”

Emphasize public should demand to jurist
For seeking one by one...

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