Best Outflowing Poems

Autumn's breath is swiftly blowing
Trees and branches gently bowing
Leaves of red and yellow strowing
Over streets and gardens going

Leaves are turning, tumbling, showing
Autumn's breath is swiftly blowing
Orange and golden brightly glowing
Twirling, pausing, down they're flowing

Paths and fences overgrowing
Forest, field, and town o'erflowing
Autumn's breath is swiftly blowing
Vivid...

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I was skeptically listening 
to a retiring social researcher,
and problem-solving imaginer,
from the American Enterprise Institute;

An Institute
I usually find more destitute
of bicameral consciousness than not,
and thereby with less healthy resonant imagination
than more pathological dissonance.

But, I found myself agreeing with him.
He is retiring,
in part,
because he is tired...

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Wherein lies the great dividing moral distinction
between hate crimes of socioeconomic historic proportion
distorting multiculturally synergetic re-ligious communication,
out-glaring more mundane popularity of defiance crimes
against a more personal sacred nature?

Why is society's right to aggressively imprison unto nutritional neglect,
to kill and maim in just vengeance of angry...

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It's weird
and sometimes wild
living with a non-LeftBrain verbal dominant
aspiring child,
now young adult

I find myself waiting for him
to nonverbally connect
and correct me
about my patriarchal domineering
economic and political ableist sins
of felt omission from commercial value
and, perhaps worse,
my passionately messianic
self-centered sins of silent 
unvoice-touched neglect,
noticing my own ambivalent...

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Fingers pirouetting semi-nimbly on the keyboard
the intermediate ballet course of my muse
encoding the fleeting images and rhythms 
before they escape, a joyous outflowing

And from the rough direction of the office, 
or perhaps the Throne Room next to it, 
a shuffling sound, crinkle, rustle, whoosh
like the...

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My Black God
is real as I could imagine
worrying about defective White People
vulnerable to skin cancer
and fading water-front real estate values
in this unholy 
traumatic 
WhiteWashed Anthropocene.

My Black God
is strong as I could imagine
on my luckiest bipolar holy day
and lustiest bipartisan night.

My Black God
is Source and Soul
and,...

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Imagine you live in a daily environment
where and when everything you like
is already yours if you simply ask for this whatever with gratitude,
and is more frustratingly ungraspable if you cannot acquire sufficient gratitude to ask.

And, it doesn’t even matter whom you ask.
So you need not...

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It might become too ironically
and iconically embareassing
to admit
I am taking a (s)hit
while exploring
my latest
and perhaps final 
nutritional surmise
compressing peak climax 
surprise

A well-capitalized
Systematic Theology
of EcoLogical Systems
is not such 
an inviting much
of a moving title

Yet herein
we might energetically
if not also massively 
invite "should"
raise up Yang's enlightening strengths
without...

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Time's natural spaces,
a universe of footprints in remembered places.

Need kicks me in the ass 
and head.
Trauma iafterflows,
undertows,
crashing carnage 
with runaway horsepower.

Want is a branching step,
coincidentally left-producing and right-consuming
memory footprints on Earth's beach of time,
some more resiliently resonant
before erasing surf remerges,
and some less formed before washing...

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A strong cooperative offense
is our most competitive defense.

Avoiding RightRed fascism
totalitarianism
terrorism, dark secular raptures and/or terrified jihad,
fundamental Nature is sinful, negative yin repressed,
while Spirit is health invested love, positive yang,
long-term ego/eco-centric,
bilateral co-temporal,
evenly humored humanistic divinalism.

By choosing divining higher
and humanely deeper
GreenLeft/RedRight co-regenerativity
strengthening LeftBrain's historic secular case
for more...

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This remorse is choking me to death,
taking away all the livable breath...
leaving guilt, anguish, and wrath:
am I another insane Macbeth?

If hours slowly pass making me restless,
and through rageful images
I despise when waking up with screams: 
what's their symmetry to eternity?
Much worse are the innate dreams
never...

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i sit in a Conner with my cup of poetry
a cup of passions yet unsaintly sultry
containing the juices of sorrows once so mellow
with love outflowing onto the next fellow
the nostalgia of love n hate all in a sip
yet in my cup i have no bread...

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Imagine your favorite faith community,
whether sacredly vocationed,
or, more prosaic, secularly employed,
is also home to your local Green Freedom Party,
intentionally multipartisan.

This community intends to remain compassionately faithful 
to short-term local
through long-term global
public and climate health
of all organic ego/eco-systems.

And you believe
it is your most fundamentally sacred/secular faith,
that...

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I'm not sure about this
entertainment
divorced from engagement
issue

But,
consider the following
a hypothesis,
a Thought Experiment
in the Indigenous MotherLand
and SacredWaters
of ecowomanist political theory,

Part of my own experience
betrays a rightwing bias
against superficial entertainment

And, by association, self-promoting entertainers
living out shuttered
and too often unshuttered cluttered
Reality Shows
confusing inside unsafe voices
with healthy outside choices

Most...

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Today, please join me
in considering this question:

What are your most resilient characteristics
of your own healthy caring system?

And what could this possibly have to do 
with holes and poles,
whole open systems 
and bilateral space/time 
Here/Now dipolarities?

insies v outies
informing and outflowing
inhale v exhale
breathlessly in-between
eternal surfing back and...

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