Best Transparency Poems

Author Note: I wrote this after the Address last night as my take on the transparency of our 
government. 



Where does the white go
when the snow melts?
It becomes transparent,
for all to witness its passage
from one form
to another?

It will never again have substance
or be recognized as...

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The "NON-Transparent Political Leader says: We who are "Transparent" will "Help All"!!!!!!!!! We will "Help" both "The richest of the rich",and "The poorest of the poor",and if "You elect me  I will open every door!!!!! The "NON-Transparent Leader" gets elected: and as soon as...

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Dark money donors
Opaque Senate owners...

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Ah, transparency, do you see
A realm of understanding not
Within the bounds of sight
But within the soul of harvest
She ellipse the tragedy between
The felt moment and the real
Down to earth signifier, which
Doesn’t escape her mind like
The ways of the known versus
The unknown but completes
The ways of...

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When you look at me ,What do you see? Do you see the best or just the worst in me? A mother by the young age of seventeen, Bittersweet moment alot of fear, yet a special day, December the 26th day , your birth took...

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The Godliness of Adoption is...
Or is it not?
 …A beautiful spring sprung floret of rose. A rose brought home from humanity's colorful garden of trust? Yet, it was not all that long ago when each cut stem, entrusted to its own gardener's worthy and caring...

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transparency
egg white runs down clear glass bowl....
dew 'pon daylilies     ...

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I'm standing here staring in the mirror.
I can't stand the image portrayed.
A figure wrapped in a vest of flesh, 
but empty it is, 
living without an organ in its chest.
I am soulless like roadkill.
Must be, to allow the birth of tragedy 
from the womb of...

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If I were not a GAY white male
living in the USA,
I wonder if I would have grown my LeftBrain up
to so easily hear 
Donald John as Head Pharisee
for privileged religiously-held Nationalism--
a totalitarian fake-idol
substituting fake-patriotic raptures
against sacred polyculturing outcomes
for all multiculturing
underprivileged creolizing
natural agnostic and spiritual religious...

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You have deadline
You have plans
Your eyes, your ears, all faculties gage 
Journey on

Pause for the Source to whom you pray
Omens will poke, answers will click, ding, hover close
Who else would hold your hand with Master plan?
Back to square one

You've summoned successions of supplications
Isn't one enough...

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Submerged skin deep
in solace,
you play trickery
in your silent rebellion.
Soil claims sanctuary 
on defiant children
like your veil lingers.
You're still sweet.
Sheepish smile behind war paint,
we're not so different 
you and I.
I too have bled music
during my vow of silence
and given myself up....

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Ivana and Ivanka
and other daughters with mothers
midst matriarchal families with U.S. herstories
might be troubled
by the Trump Administration's corrupt substitution--
supremacy of White
when both sacred and sexual life is so clearly all about
purest transparency of Light.

When this transparent Light
fills political backrooms
and personal bedrooms,
all Earth remains a Sacred...

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In peace and quiet, I sit here waiting,
For truth that's worthy of relating.
I’ve cleared my mind from all distraction,
Now it’s ready for interaction.

If wisdom is filtered by my mind,
Will not be the perfect design.
When distorted by an illusion,
Even the truth can cause confusion.

The truth must...

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The black and orange dust
comes off on my fingers
revealing the fragile mesh
so easily crushed
therefore brave

I was troubled
the color was so loose
so removable to my hand
but even more at the
transparency beneath

Oh, don't go catching butterflies
until you are prepared to see
the underpinning delicate and clear
where there is...

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“LIKE A MADMAN THINKS HE'S GOD, WE THINK WE'RE MORTAL”. Delaland, Speech on Shadows

Transparency is the key to the social harmony. Transparent people pass through each other like light through water. No one blocks out the sunshine, no one bars the way, no one stands...

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