Best Threateningly Poems

SHE DRIVES ME UP THE WALL

She drives me up the wall like a slave-driver
O yes, she does ! but even though she may wield 
the rod in her hand ever so threateningly at me 
At the slightest suspicion of insubordination, 
Leaving me cowering with fear,...

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I guess you can say that I'm a wilderness survivor junkie,
which is surprising for many because surviving isn't easy.
Anyone who tells you that wilderness surviving is fun
isn't truly surviving. They are just simply camping,
but venturing off into the wilderness with little more than none
other than...

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Imagine,
for the two thousand and twentieth time,
Yang is hierarchical upside power hungry
from above,
authorized to prey on those yins below,
however resiliently they may pray.

Yang grows politically overpowering strengths
of an autonomously omnipotent god,
pejoratively associated with patriarchy,
and ethologically connected with Bucky Fuller's "convex"

So, of course,
Yang's inevitable intuitively appositional...

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Playing WinLose conservative
rather than defaulting WinWin Green Liberation,
sets up the ultimate epic double-bind,
a NegativgEnergy
anti-trusting reverberation
against Earth's co-gravitation.

If I choose to Win alone
then I loosely choose LoseLose.
If I choose to Win together
then I tightly,
more richly,
densely,
resonantly,
polyculturally revolve
PositivEnergy resilience.

Taoist systems thinking
associates Yang dominance
with LeftBrain deductive-languaged WesternRed dominance
and secularizing...

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The morning sun just rising, glaring;

a damp, colder, workaday street ...

fallen leaves scattered,

Halloween mere days away:


Suddenly:  Startled by the workman:

A stray, jet-black cat

frightenedly slinking into utter darkness

under a nearby porch.


In the gloom, the cat all but disappears,

save for its wide, pained, wild eyes 

staring...

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Before commiting to battle,
A wise warrior reviews the odds,
Determines the likelyhood of success,
And judges accordingly...

In my younger, gang years,
I at times deviated from this basic logic...
Such as the time I and fellow member,
Barry Bernstein (knicknamed "Noodles the Shiv")
Not for his propensity to sit Shiva,,
But for...

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Does non-verbal communication
sometimes also mean pre-verbal action,
with unlanguaged intuitions
preceding calculating language
LeftBrain labeling and commodifying
objectifying RightBrain subjective feelings
to their logically languaged conclusions?

Does non-violent communication
sometimes also mean pre-violent fortunate
and threateningly unfortunate
critical rhetorical events
pre-compassioned,
positive and negatively impassioning behaviors?

Actively hoping to send
a properly received message,
an effective message
confluent within a...

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Greyed cloudscape:
Even the leaves
have, true to their name,
left the Sky.

Readying work is
done.
Flowers, matings, done.

Repairs and preparations,
all made.
The only work remaining
is excuses.  
Exculpations of a worn Self.

Rationalizations
follow realizations 
which have long 
followed idealizations.

Winter is coming
like a 30 ton steaming
locomotive (crazy motive)
let loose, downhill, and
feeling late...

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After required Thanksgiving Day
and depressing night
I awoke surprised
by release into ego-homelessness.

What could sad night despairs mean?
Reiterating loss of grateful identity
mysteriously disappearing through this habitat's coldly absent roof
of sacred grace
space.

Why would capital depression,
RightBrain suppression
and historic patriarchal suppression
suddenly gang up more gracefully,
less threateningly,
on ZeroZone ego-homelessness
freely chosen
before rudely...

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The world quickly dissipates in your hand
and petals droop solemnly without forgiveness.

Here, a woman’s hope is crushed 
Because of one malicious rose
And the lonely dandelion
You plucked at seven 
without heart,
who loved you not,
haunts you threateningly in your gut,
lying....

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Ecstasy of the Mother
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Every step of the male tiger Samba looked suspicious
Close to her cubs he was circling threateningly
Seeing him that way, Maya, the female was alert
There and then she deserted her four cubs
And lured him away by courting hotly for mating
Samba lost himself into...

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"I'll kill everyone in your family, all your friends, everyone you've ever cared about,"
 My formidable enemy now facing me boasts and shouts.
 "Walk now away from me and I'll let you and yours be,"
 my enemy continued on saying to me,
 "but challenge me...

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Where art thou anonymous benefactor...to offer me succor?

Ah... methinks legal tender 
could be a boon to help me bolster 
mein kampf with necessary material equipage,
which prospect to acquire essential 
commodities sabotaged 
at the altar of gullible travails,
thus perhaps thee could make 
a contribution to mine...

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Where art thou anonymous benefactor...to offer me succor?

Castaway stranded on figurative 
deserted island pitted with absolute 
zero salvation, sole recourse 
finds scant consolation with prayer 
lifetime atheist draws futile faith 
within himself grudgingly accepting

feeble accomplishments ditto permanent 
estrangement among kith and kin tortured 
more punishingly...

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The noontime waves creep and crawl,
threateningly roar and roll
upon the shore.

They rush to gather speed, force and all,
trying to besiege and topple
the stone seawall.

They smash hard against its mossy base,
trying to shake and crack
its rocky core

only to explode as shattered, salty spray
that briefly splash in...

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