Worker Care Poems

Convalesced amongst peaks and valleys,
Verdant and undulating over Afon Ebwy, 
I paid my way through the colliery
With but a baker's dozen of years behind me.

Seduced...

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giggling greta a girl bee from Greece
lollygagged luxuriously on a lady bug beast
buzzing wuzzing worker bees gave her no peace
But she did not care, as...

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I started out life as Anna Mae Bullock,                 ...

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Called for blessed volunteer service flight
My soul responded with mixed feelings’ height
Yet prevailing was God’s compassion-might
Thus, I plunged into care giving delight.

Acknowledging ambivalent heart
I faced...

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The first Christian sign that appeared in the cloudy sky appeared to my friend, Mary  and me. It was a large "V is for...

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All mums are superheroes,
      Yes we know.
      We have four eyes, arms and legs.
 ...

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Today I went meandering through the store,                    I went to see what I could see.       ...

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Move faster do not tarry
the words the worker hears
we must now get that roof up
before the coming snow

Work faster do not tarry
the winter storms here
work...

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Two all beef patty,special sauce on sesame bun
But, np pickles, no sauce, meat not even done
I know this not Burger King, have it your way
My...

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In Systems Theory
there hides a transparent bias toward positively resilient systems

And there hides an unfortunate bias toward magically created
mechanistic systems

Competing in hierarchical global networks
empowered from...

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old blue old yellow

            last pair again no chicks hatch

    ...

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Savanna forest crayons
February 22 · 
White Dresses (Worker poems)

Dry land consist the soil,
that comprises of a grass,
it also consist of the rivers,
with banks of sands-

People...

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"The Senate bill, unveiled today, is not a health care bill.
It’s a massive transfer of wealth from middle-class 
and poor families to the richest people...

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Oh mother mine, you're a friend to the end.
Seen you be a borrower a lender and a fixer of broken men.
You see your sons ...

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Someone in a small town
gave me a place after losing my home.
The window of my room in the morning
gave waking visions of a yard in...

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