Relationship Earth Poems

Grandma knitted me and my brother,
he is blue and I am pink.
We fit snug in Sally's shoes, 
off to school or to play we go.
Each...

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In shadows cast on lands afar or near,
A dance of spheres in silence, stark and clear.
Though veiled from some, the cosmic play proceeds,
Unfolding vast, beyond...

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beak
of the plague mask
    lest I smell
your rotting bodies
    strewn
I smell your crosses
  daub your doors
I smell your...

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My friend and I seldom agree.
He wished to compromise with me.
Pick a topic he said, said he.
Murder is wrong my choice would be.

We debated long...

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I would like to see
and hear
and feel a peaceful day
and silent night

When guns
are as rare as typewriters

When partisan hate
is as extinct as flying dinosaurs

When ranting...

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plates shifted beneath the sea
     mountains rose through flat land
coming changes, we may not see
     everything changes,...

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The difference
between RightWing political
and economic autism,
and Religious Right monotheism,
has been greatly exaggerated

To this post-millennial tipping point
of monopolistic omnipotence
predicting sacred Earth's matricide

By LeftBrain-RightHand 
dogmatic dominance
of a...

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you put your silks and satins 
in me, a darkened abattoir
I see your pain, a summer crisis
staring sometimes for minutes
it's a love hate relationship
it's a...

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Relationships,
like resonance,
feel sacred to me
in a way that individual things,
like trucks
and guns
do not
survive long
without significant depreciation

Despite impressive commercial value
when first assembled.

Feelings seem organic
to neurosystemic me
in...

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How can an omniscient,
not to mention
omnipotently patriarchal,
God

So love the world
that He gave us
StraightWhite Capitalist 
Lord and Master 
anthrosupremacists

So they could infest
and rabidly kill
BeautyQueen Gaia's
polycultural 
panentheistic
revolution?

Over...

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it was a day
not unlike this one
when an archaeologist
… sore knees
… paint brush
… Friday fingernails
held my earthen skull
in his hands
and spared me a thought
his dirt-stained...

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Help us to be the always hopeful gardeners of the spirit
who know that without darkness 
nothing comes to birth
as without light 
nothing flowers. ~ May...

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Everyone knows about fire and water,
Their contentious relationship,
The flames, the fire, the passion.
You’re smothering me! Fire says,
Their relationship drowned one moment, then steamy the next.
Everyone...

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Sometimes, I race the wind - And, erase the sun’s glistening –
Embracing your quaking trees, Nourishing you with liquid 
Comfort… Even the streams appreciate my...

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Today,
I love you.
Today,  
I hate you.  
This week,  
I love you,  
This week,  
I hate you.  
Can this go...

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