Best Prehistory Poems

The sand is stained red
with our bygone blood,
the blood that brought us from Ararat to the Alti,
a tribe trekking intrepidly through the Eurasian terrain,
caravans of...

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[David Kavanagh’s recent poem, ‘Of Infinity’ so
astonished me in its similarity to my own pet
theory, that I was inspired to finish this poem 
that I...

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margins stimulate and juxtapose
  edges greet with troubled, disturbing friction
  faraway forces exert influence and combine relentlessly
  how the Sun and Moon...

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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...

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Himmelsscheibe von Nebra
Von Raubgräbern beschädigt
Relikt aus der Bronzezeit
Abbild von  Mond und Plejaden
Bronze, Goldblech und Malachit
Ein einmaliges Artefakt
Jetzt im Museum von Halle


The Sky Disc of...

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She started our discussion of EgoWin-EcoLogicalWin
Eastern NonDual CoArising Political Theory,
by reminding us that Deductive LeftBrain
has not always been WinLose competitive dominant;
there was a prior emerging...

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Dame Judy Dench
Loves to fish for Tench
When she fixes her motor
She uses a wrench
If she’s feeling tired she sits down on a bench,
DJD is polylingual;
Her...

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One way of seeing interdependent relationship
between human nature
and all Earth's natural organisms and systems
is as historic waves of immigrant colonizing populations
spreading out across all unfrozen...

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Each sacred RightBrain
is one of many DNA-RNA scripted WiseElders.

RightBrain's first Word for perfectly humane,
energy or nutrition,
depends on exterior or interior perspective,
resonantly compatible with emergent LeftBrain...

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I live in a town where all things go in
reverse. The bushes grow reversely,
shrink smaller back into seeds, and roll back
into the past-life seeds. The...

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Once upon a time,
an eight year old
Black and Green and Brown and Red and Blue Lives Matter
ultra-nonviolent kid
wrote an ultra-violet note to him/herself
about stuff s/he...

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He
Sits
Waiting
Patiently
On the white heather
With green and gold enamelled head.

A
Late
Summer
Visitor
Lazing in the sun :
A dragonfly with lace-like wings.

Like
A
Fossil,
Motionless,
From prehistory,
An insect frozen in amber.

As
A
Larva
He’s waited
Five years water-bound,
Finally...

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[If somebody asks] how old are you?
[My answer should be] it may be 90, it may be 2
[Does it matter any] if I am true.

We...

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The frontal lobe of Earth's spoken history
bifurcates like Earth's revolving molten axis
co-arising dervish dance
to YangSun's radiant light.

So too my SoulCare
between Left and Right frontal hemispheres
reforms...

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ancient hope

a moderately heavy mass of emergent winds, kick up sleeping debris from the surrounding space, spreading its floating carpet, singing in concert with sultry...

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