Best Suppressive Poems

Emotions numb,   I've come undone   a long time ago.
In a trance,  this is a second chance   it's all I know
I've got to make it this time,  keep my feelings blind
turn off my heart and  listen ...

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I was listening to Cornell West,
who described our catastrophic tolerance of disvalues for others,
situations we would never tolerate for ourselves,
disvalues like homelessness and hunger,
but also like random violence, 
abuse and neglect,
lack of caring,
as a "conspiracy" of a dominating, oppressive, and competitive culture.

Conspiracy theories make me...

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It interests me to peer past the drafting
and rewriting shoulder
of Thomas Jefferson,
unhappy slave-owner,
and John Adams,
with domestic slave-owner nuisance issues,
and other principle writing minds 
of original democratic declaration and constitution shaping times,
as they listened to their own ecopolitically experienced histories,
some with fear and anger-mongering slave-owners,
some as...

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Tried to take a picture, but the world wouldn’t sit still
and I don’t have the breath for a thousand words.
Fantasizing what I have to say, knowing I never will -
subordinate to suppressive hands like a caged bird.

I don’t have the breath for a thousand words;
my...

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I wonder what 
and whom
makes my transracial family tick.

Quick shadows of lopsided smiles.
Slapping white walls as you step by.
Are these tics
that make you tick somehow?

I know what ticks you off.
Disrespecting your sacred right
becoming lover you.
Yet I doubt a Mercedes convertible
would actually fuel your healthiest you.

I...

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Look upon her blackness 
And be filled with delight 
Her blackness
A beacon among the insipid faces 
around her
Proudly she walks
Proudly she sways 
with unsurpassed conviction 
A sensuous black lily
Swaying in the wind
The daughter of Africa 
Within her soft belly 
Sleeps her children
She wears her blackness...

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Students conservative of body-health care
invest as necessary
in bowing and submitting subservience
to orthodox heterosexual vampirate mentors,
fundamentalist badnews evangelicals
sucking on pre-meditated rapture
of Heavenly bloodsucking EarthNatures.

To meet conservative RightWing
LeftBrain patriarchal 
student membership classroom requirements
of monoculturing monopolistic
indoor health-safety classrooms,
research circles grant
and otherwise enculture
incubate
feed and water
co-invest in
most desirably vamping
healthy nature-spirits
with...

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Addictive The Butterfly

Stains and needles, an addiction shown,
Eternal my pain, this addiction grown.

In my blood, into this, and my veins,
I'll spill it all, the admirable stains,
See my hate, see my emotions, see my pain,
You may learn, but I won't gain.

I hate the hate, as would...

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Before restoring outside perfection,
perpetual pleasures
of prosperous peace

I remain responsible,
compulsively responsive,
habitually receptive
to repairing inside win/lose
past competitive aggressions,
negatively suppressive 
non-communications

My most resilient repentance
includes self-forgiveness
for over-stressed addictions
to trauma repressors,
for failing to do my best
on a bad day

I usually fail to trust 
win/win strategic play
and work my best truth
healthiest...

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I believe,
rooted in limited personal experience
of unconditional love,
the purpose of democratic governance
is NOT FREEDOM of autonomously empowered persons,
segregated communities,
self-isolating economic states,
severed biosystemic regions,
patriotic partisan nation-states,
isolated continents.

I believe
mundane purposes
evince our deepest sacred meaning
for divine governance
is not freedom away from, or toward
my omnipotent god 
or our omniscient...

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Can you truly love a rock,
you've never directly seen or touched,
or some other relatively inanimate object,
like a steel wall,
or ego-centrism?

If so, then how is your "love"
different from a whimsical "appreciate you"?

If not, then what is different between your "love"
and your "co-passions"?
Compassion,
passion with and toward,
but not...

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August has clutched us by the throats and given us a shake.
Anything outside this month needs no oven to bake.
She is straight out of Mars, warlike and suppressive for sure.
Her heat index is outrageous, her motive is pure.

She wants us to submit, to recognize her...

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Shapes of cotton wool clinging to each other
Shutting out the sun with its white and grey cover
The air becomes thick as clouds start to darken for rain
Thunder rumbles faintly at first the flash, then thunder again

Before the storm arrives the air is so suppressive
The stormy...

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My memories... They glisten like dew on brilliant blades of grass bathed in the morning sun...Each of them twinkling from that place where memories dwell... 
Some are faded from the weather and the heavy, suppressive time... 
Some hide in the shadows, cowering into the forgotten,
while...

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Truthfully,
and kinda depressing,
I can't "manage" anger
any better than fear
and contagious distrust
and nearly constant anxiety
and chronic depression.

In nonviolent communication practice circles,
peace networks,
organic therapeutic systems,
"curiosity" slowly grows ascendent
as "patience" to resist negative feelings
and "impatience" with shameless Others
and not so blameless Selves
fades off into a less used lexicon.

Impatience...

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