Best Modes Poems

Let me lead you on a voyage to the singularity,
where mind and world collide.

What is the mind?
A filter that selects and connects,
   the...

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Kind of Blue…

Slinking into a still hue of blues 
Haunting trumpets dart in and out
Like taxi horns in freeloading traffic
And cling like silk onto full...

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If languages were instruments,
English, the language of my own America,
Would be something like a piano.
Each word is clear and sharp-
When we sing, the note does...

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Walk everywhere. Go on long sea voyages;
Ask for days like symphonies of slow music,
banks of blue flowers to wrap you in the moment.
Become immersed ...

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Waking to sight of day
The ironic disorientation
bedroom ceiling moviescreen 
fades out this dreams last scene
left looking dumbfounded at tiles

Sunrays shine splintered through bent blinds
 ...

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It springs upon you.
Gleaming clawed metaphor
struggle to unhinge.

Many-legged adjectives 
commence to crawl over the page
similar to a robotic centipede
but bigger, shinier, brasher.

Then the seductive purr,
the...

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I look for the perfect word
To tell God how I feel
The love I hold within, adoration
Just for Him

I look for the just right way
To explain...

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Summer’s almost over - that convalescent state
where successive modes of pleasure
were the order of the day.
Now fall commands awakening -
drive simplicity away! The hounds
of hell...

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 Meeting the twinkling stars
 Making skies glow at night
 Magical in her ways
 Muse of many poets
 Marked by her many phases
 Modes in...

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“For other answer”, told, “ I cannot lean
Than do it, because to honest question
Must follow action, with no word between”.

We dropped down the bridge with...

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Ode To ‘Mother’ Creator ©
Not only is it a marvelous happen chance in being able to have ‘shares’ in Mother Nature’s flora creations 'first hand'---
But,...

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Musicianship 
(3 May 2014;  For my son Steven, an ACCOMPLISHED guitarist)

Real musicianship can truly drive you nuts—
There really are no “ifs”, “ands”, or “buts”.
Practice,...

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"A Conversation with Aenesidemus"

all perceptions are relative 
and interact 
one upon another 

take a coin
stand it vertical
spin it

gravity does that
it’s one way or the other
there...

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I began reading Jane Anna Gordon's "Creolizing Political Theory"
from the back toward the front,
as usual,
because if I appreciate where this narrative journey will end,
then I...

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Look at your hands.
Tell me the stories they would tell.
Will they speak of the deeds you have done??,
the good, the bad, 
the decisions they've pondered,
the...

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