Dark Integrity Poems

We live our lives in search of happiness but many times we do tend to stray, 
nothing in life is everlasting happy moods do fail...

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Enjoying Earth's promised land
of compassionate
multicultural communion,
we share a preference for deep
rich soil
and fertile green-blue
resonating surf

As our bodies adjust
to rocky and prickly
either me
or not me space

And...

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When I entered the City Senior Center
with my Open Mic proposal
to increase resilience
and decrease apartheid dissonance

I could hear no music,
see no dancing.

The quilting room
and the...

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If Thou take not our hands,
and feet,
our bodies
hosting ghostly minds,
our organic inside lives
flowing out emphatic love

We will continue to fail,
to fear,
to feel tired,
retired,
weary,
untreaded,
worn.

When I try...

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A so called poet on my poem remarked, he saw in my writing no linguistic art

He said that the language I used was over simple,...

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I respect the wise for their wisdom, and in their wisdom you will find respect

Sit with the wise and with the elders, avert all those...

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Shine and bright!!!

Shine and bright!
Looking forward.
Oops! Still dark
Hey dude
Make a candle
Oops! Still dim
Looking forward
Dark to Dim
Hey dude
It's worth
Keep up!!
Merry! It's brightened.
Hey dude
Dark, dim and bright...

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Moonlight shines on the lake,
The gentle ripples make it shimmer
in the eyes like slivers of silver,
Dancing on the unstill water surface.

In the chilly, late Autumn...

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If you tell me what you need we can  work out a plausible deal, if you tell  me what you want we can...

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When you have lost a gem of priceless worth,
Do not mourn long, what you can't restore;
For in the sky a new star has its birth,
And...

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Empty in itself, the soul lives
Feeling of loneliness thrives there within
A sound of peace among the dark
A soul search touch of humanity
Days of friends gone,...

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Why is it?
the louder
and more ballistic
my self-righteousness
offensively becomes

The more
at night
I feel self-loathing,
when all is quiet
except dark ruminations
filling my silent bedroom
overwhelming my mind
and body.

Why is it?
we...

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I often hear,
"It's tough getting old."

I never hear
"It's tougher not getting old"
because, I suppose,
those who might have spoken
from personal experience
are no longer with us.

I am...

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Like Winter
predicts Summer

Dark grey suffering
is not yet total green forest
and blue sky loss

As one cold
lonely voice
isolating experience
need not preclude
warm
yet alone
embracing vulnerable memories
transparent images
anticipating full-bodied reconnections,
compassionate...

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My left-brain dominant challenge
begs for a worldview
of unconditional warm regard

Which sometimes feels uncomfortably warm
through heated confrontations
confused about whose voice is rightfully speaking
respectfully with whom

And who...

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