Best Revolving Poems

Written by Gail DeBole

Zelma Zotz's new year's contribution
Is to think of a definite solution
   To avoid making a plan
   (which she really can't stand)
For yet another new year's resolution!

Note: Illustrated in Coloring within the Limericks available on Amazon.com and other retail...

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I guess the candidates and polity saying "no"
to Earth's human refugees
during this their Thanksgiving time,
did not finish their Darwin biographies.

While endosymbiotic evolution,
indigenous to any one species,
can devolve to survival of the fittest,
this is most likely in these times
of ecosystemic crisis,
especially problems of monocultural over-population,
resulting in...

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beauty contest proceeds
less fortunate girls round and round
until chosen...

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A peaceful day, people smiling, children frolicking. 
Sun was shining, birds were singing,
I remember, I was out walking.
Then my phone started ringing.
Today the world seemed to stop revolving. 

A friend was calling
A long pause was what I was hearing 
My mind starts racing, as a...

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I am upside down
Going around and around
It is the hard ground...

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Once within recycling time
lived brother Paraclete
as sister Sophia,
and vice versa.

Written across each bicameral heart and mindbody
these two live on
as controlling Yang
with nurturing Yin,
somewhat before their Western cousins,
Paraclete, God's Justice Advocate
as Sophia,
Wisdom's Holonic CoOperative Spirit.

These dipolar loving twins
grow famous in design and planning circles
as thinking Paraclete...

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In backyards of my history
lies a tidal river
of ebb and flow revolutions.

These revolutions are normally no-news evolutions
back up toward headwaters of crisis and opportunity,
diastatic and polyphonic purest capital boundary roots
for future's river flow investment
out-flowing down
from Earth's absorbing rain
back through tributaries
toward saltwater seas of creolizing cultures,
estuary...

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I vomit sheets of bile
from a pit of transgression
lazy in splendor
behind glassy pages
laminated by decadence
while craving any space
away from the hero-machine
and the fashion of scant
that lofts opinion
into the stratosphere
to lope with the garbage
circling the globe.

Spent cycles of promotion
line the pen I sequester myself
within until every...

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she was raised by a psycho father, 
and a co-dependant mother 

a revolving door on her house 
to accommodate all her mothers' 
lovers' 

her mother partied large 
invited all the street strays 

it was here, the little girl knew, 
she wasn't straight 

...rather different, beautifully...

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Life's rollercoaster 

Sometimes cruel sometimes kind

Centrifugal force...

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Is tomorrow the same as yesterday,
Is yesterday going to be the same as tomorrow?
If you question the days as numbers on a revolving Calendar,
Will you be able to let your heart sing?
I would never tell you to live for the day, 
But what good will...

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You can not force music and our souls apart. 
The two form a permanent band allowing the music 
to enter your body, and your body to hold the music.
Your appetite for peace, joy and dreams steadily grows. 
You become one. 
Your spirit
Your body
The music.

(For Dr....

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If fate is a wheel, we are the cogs that drive it. We have no choice but to believe 
that this wheel is flawless and forge on ahead. The power of the individual cogs 
and their destinations and the blade that is brought down upon...

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Each day begins
doing my best
to remember,
to rediscover,
my life as sacred gift,
paid forward by more graceful than clumsy Elders past
of all surviving Creation.

Blessed
and thereby a blessing.

Grace
contingent upon growing gratitude
for life as EgoNurturing gift.

From this gratitude space,
this threshold of rediscovering Ego's grace-filling roots,
I can emerge
into All Lives...

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Revolving door our existence, leading from life to death and back to life-no interruptions!






(c) Demetrios Trifiatis
     22 November 2016...

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