Seasons Bullying Poems

Over and over again
I try to obliterate the stain
But every now and then
She fire me up with pain
Again and again.

Over and over again I tender...

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*I wrote this in behalf of Juliana Wetmore and for many others like her who were born different.*

I was born as the girl without a...

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Stripped from Fall's shearing
naked 
she sighs 
she groans
   As winter's wild wind 
   has his way with her.
Stronger than you, 
...

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It could simply be a midnight musing,  
where these ears are not! 
A life floating in NAY-Nay sound  
is also a simpering one,...

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The magic hour

The day is ending, and time is one hour back but 
the day still serves early twilight
From the window of a tourist resort,...

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In true-spirited
Resistance 
the heart remains sweet
soft and pliable,
a fruit of all seasons.

But the mind turns inward
and ties itself into a knot
sits in motionless silence
like a...

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Hover over my trauma, sharp as a vulture, swoop
Surround old scenarios with an offer to devour
Wipe the memory card of pain I play on loop
Grab...

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Global pandemics,
like egocentric panics,
present a crisis
of EarthSystemic preventive health care

Revolting against
overpowering economic extraction,
overwhelming weapons against EarthTribe habitats
preserving resilient human green capital reinvestment
in self-disciplined scales of...

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It is not necessarily established as True
that all capitalist
and patriarchal red roads
lead back to EmpireBuilding Rome

Ancient Rome as original win/lose supremacist Home
unveils no more than...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Cheer out if you’re listening 
Truly must your heart-mind be - singing
Across and spacing as seasons
Dance away ‘til next ceasing....

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the capitalist meaning of life is...

a corporate Make...a bake for...
every generation...a new seasons 'BE'-leafs...
colored to hide truth conundrums...within trees and bushes...
planted for political gaming...and propoganda...since...

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Political Tit For Tat
Tom’s Opinion
2-5-2020

A partisan divide hovers over Washington today,
there’s no middle ground, when children act this way.

Once elected, some appear, to think voters...

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Seasons of Abundance 
and Regret

Grandma was a farm cook, 
never wasted a thing. 
We ate good...
plain food. 
She taught:
Never say words, 
you will not eat,...

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Grace is a forgotten sensation from the depths of green.
All I have is this cracked mirror, painted with sunflowers.
Calamity, my only friend, and yet I...

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