Long Absolution Poems

(based on Aldous Huxley's book "Brave New World")

Human hatchery

Clink clink clink clink...
Test tubes prattling past
along the chrome plated production line.
Glistening under fake fluorescence
humming in harmony
with the magnetic motors
of conveyors, centrifuges and camshafts.
Biological blobs of gamete...

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The Bedouins, bequeathed with the sacred beauty of paradise harsh,
trusted guardians of jealous gorges and gifted groves
lead me from the Wadi Musa to the humble ingress of Petra,
saying with thrill, the Jin of your Jihad...

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~ Morning Wheat ~ (A Pros Poetry Works) ~


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    ""Grace,
    faith
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Treat others how you like to
for they will treat you how you want to
be ready for absolution for it will come
I have seen it plenty of times and it is done
I know you want to...

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oh youth in all its callow shades
               is from our hope, precisely made
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“liaison dangereuse”



Tear a thin line 
along my skin
softly velvet
finger tips 
no nurses gloves

down my neck
along my throat
with something
sharp like words
on a tongue

like I’m
one of the 
gentility heard
soft as a block of butter
hard from the fridge
I'll...

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My internal experience of depression
today shames
external ecology of elation,
all I might know as warm extended family
of profoundly peaceful impressions
still bare surviving
at end of this slow-fading thread.

This morning
one Epictetus sentence
speaks of blaming left-hemisphere dominant GodVoices:

"People are...

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 *Inspired By Jocko Willinks Triumphant Victory Affirmations/ I AM Victorious/ 
 Alpha Affirmations 


 O' Great Victory, How you have shined down upon thee
 On these Wings Of Triumph, So High, So Victorious, like...

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* This is about a scene from Steven Spielberg's "War of the Worlds" *

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so ...

that's it, then ...
it's done -
he's dead ... quiet...

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I CAN’T BREATHE, I CAN’T BREATHE, I CAN’T BREATHE
WHY? WONT YOU TAKE YOUR KNEE OFF ME
These are the voices of victimized Blackman in the USA
WAKE UP GEORGE FLOYD
Questions about, Police officer’s attitudes
Toward Black Americans, Protesters...

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There were days when I looked back
And could only see… pain, desperation, darkness
Following me from the ancient feelings
The past where I was no longer present
A place of pain, abuse, so destructive

There were those days when...

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Waking to cold blown tent, ground frozen icy hard
woods are my love, as is poetry to a bard.
Today starts my anticipated forest trek,
seeking salvation from heart's emotional wreck,
last night I watched stars twinkle in heavenly...

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AntiPoem 36
“Silent Mercies”

(Poet’s Instruction: Softly play in the background Mario Lanza singing
“Your Tiny Hand Is Frozen” from Puccini’s La Boheme, while reading this AntiPoem)


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Look over there.
See the stunned grandmother knitting,
Not speaking a word neither, nor...

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          ""Grace,
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Tom: Well, do tell? But like I said, I’m not a stranger. I’m a businessman; and more than that. Why, I could be just like a brother to you if you’d let me. Besides, I...

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"The Tree Hugger and the Lost Paradise"

They called her 
the tree hugger,
her forest was full 
of trees that watched
silently, they had 
no mouth to speak,
rustling their leaves
like fingers writing 
strange stories coded
for decoding a mystery
on...

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just sitting there with your jaw all agape,
staring into my energized eyes with your black buttons
that got stuck within the orbits of your head, and
i feel as though i just might go apeshit

along the way,
i've...

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             Her adorned stars, crackling overhead 
                ...

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To Heal A Soul Waning In Want
 A collaboration with Lawrence Sharp
12th April 2019


To Heal A Soul Waning In Want

Man thus beseeches 

  Angry midnight moon spat at earth far below
  twinkling stars...

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I understand the hearts of romantics,
The rapture of their words written on a blank piece of paper
Wrapped in pink ribbon to send to a lover
	 who only existed in the throes of imaginary adventure.
How the...

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Soul Searching Trek Along Winter's Snow Painted Trails

Waking to cold blown tent, ground frozen icy hard
woods are my love, as is poetry to a bard.
Today starts my anticipated forest trek,
seeking salvation from heart's emotional wreck,
last...

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Beneath the churning skies and wrathful sea, 
A lone man wails into swirling agony.
Each crashing wave, a relentless assault,
Mirroring the chaos of his inner tumult.

Beneath tempestuous heavens, alone he fights,
His vessel, both refuge and dungeon,...

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I know of a lass by the name of Kelly McGower 
Who would sing like an angel when she took a shower. 
But when she finished and came out of the rain, 
It seems that...

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I've made myself a phantom, keeping critical things from you,
          (and perhaps, in truth, more), for the sake of others ... others who
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