Best Patriarchs Poems

Life was harsh for me
very harsh from the beginning, in the little village in Greece.
We hardly had anything to eat because everything was
destroyed by WW2 and by the five years of civil war 
that followed.
  
By the age of ten, 
I had already lost...

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Here, I am...
Retired,
Happy,
Sitting on the relaxing throne of my age,
Reminiscing what I went through in life.
A mere spectator I have now become,
Observing in silence the works of men,
Having no worries
Of carrier advancement,
Of acceptance,
Of recognition...

Free at last!
Liberated, I feel from all of this soul-disturbing
Situations that preoccupy...

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My childhood started to end when it’s power began to show.
With a trash bag and shovel, into the forest we go.
My first, father buried under a tree.
Watching and realizing, one day it will be me.
Every dog since then, holding them as others push plungers,
So that...

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Monks and nuns,
ascetics and miscellaneous humble proletariat folks,
were taught custody of the eyes,
to show respect for those older
and/or wiser
and/or more supremely royal,
and/or in other positions of merited or inherited authority,
to avoid appearing too curious
too available
too interested,
to avoid temptations
of lust and envy and gossip,
to avoid that...

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Yang, dear.

Yes, my lovely Yin.

Why do you map Game Theory
onto EcoFeminist Political Theory?
It comes across as either just confusing
or, even worse,
vaguely sexist.

Really!
How sexist?

Well you seem to associate competitive ZeroSum WinLose
with strong aggressive patriarchal effectiveness
for defending and conserving health and safety.
These are rational strategic choices for...

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You've heard that self-unfulfilling prophecy?
"I love humanity--
it's just people I can't stand."

I love healthy humanity--
it's just uppity and/or snooty people I can't stand

I love cooperative humanity--
it's just overly-competitive individuals I can't stand.

Not so distant from,
I love U.S. society
and nationalistic 
patriarchal monotheism,
absence of healing and empowering...

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Pained am I with the waste of life,
Of dreams that lie like myriad shards,
Of hopes and love left far behind,
Taking flight on withered wings of
Unrequited expectations.

Sad am I that young roiling blood
Is stilled, silenced, with abandonment.
Where is the burning zeal and zest,
Brash bravado and youthfulness,...

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I think he's talking about a cooperative bicameral political system,
with "How to talk to the other side".

And what could that possibly mean, dear Yang?

Well,
I was watching this Ted-talk from Marin,
by Robb Willer, as I anciently recall,
while reading George Lakoff's "Political Mind",
still...

Yes, dear,
you really talk about...

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The Way barred, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Le sens clos by T. Wignesan

Every man has to confront his own night
If he wants to continue on his journey.
But Death takes it upon itself to meet him 
At the hour and the place it chooses
(The moment when...

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Mostly, she had the heebie jeebies, peaking at early risers
Outside, morning was muted with its first faint flush
Right before bristled being, allure of dawn shook her
Noah's voice and patriarchs of old floated by
Imagine those coils; Delilah had come to nip
Night looked on, swelled with pride...

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I knew a man who was hurting so much 
He lost everything, didn't believe in love
He prayed for everyone that walked amongst earth 
He tried to believe in god, but every prayer flawed 
Maybe god himself, was nothing but a fraud? 
If he walked among...

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To receive care
that best meets your needs,
and also,
by the way,
everyone else's too,
we look first
to where and when we have given such care
since our original longest reborn journey
down Mom's birth canal,
prepared just in time for our delivery,
as traumatic as that must have been,
life's first lesson in...

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Are people who sense a direction in history,
and before history,
throughout prehistory,
who feel their way through organic-systemic evolution,
merely progressive polypathic mystics,
not quite exegetically conservative enough
to color only within borders of  a better nurtured Tradition?

Are those who just know history progresses
perhaps matriarchs of nurture,
and/or patriarchs of...

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About this "reconnecting with Earth"
environmental business
MotherTree rings recall
how healthy life felt and smelled and tasted
and sounded and dynamically reverberated
as an infant seed
still in EarthMom's warm organic womb

Reproducing sacred paradise,
perfect organic nutritional commodities
values and shunning disvalues
required by regenetic neuro-acid
root-systemic instructions
for health and safety of Me
among WeTree...

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Such an interesting color, Rodger -
Green - like our mysterious calico eyes?
Yes?

You?
An idiot savant submits
into me - a blooming
garden of emerald delights? Like our
first encounter - regulated and raw (green).
Drawing our hunter-hued
curtains closed and tittering
in kelly green giggles;
until formidable patriarchs
silenced our chartreused lips
into a tongue-tied,...

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