Long Admirals Poems

"Bits and Pieces III"      Posted 1 Aug 2021
Pun Ishment
	bread is like the sun      it rises in the yeast and it sets in the waist

English Class
	epitome...

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A problem with fundamentalist short-circuits
is their Left-dominant tendencies
over RightBrain polypathic-polyphonic resonant feelings.

Fundamentalism shrinks Left-RightBrain Both-And
WinWin ecopolitical thinking,
strategizing,
democratizing,
domesticating,
creolizing.

For example,
imagine your nationalistic domestic policies
to pit those who victoriously have
against marginalized and criminalized lepers,
parasites, really,
in your not-so-humble,
vaguely fascist,
opinion,
are...

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I face you, you face me
This is a phase of reality
Practically death is eternity
Hope you got this constantly


That the truth reveals truth and lies are demonized
Visualize the truths and open all eyes
‘Cause the fact we...

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Born to the sea


Mind of water, flowing thoughts;
The currents beneath your words could change us all.
River heart, born to the sea;
The solace we seek waves to you and to me.


Join me on this voyage, over...

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IF ever I had a country : XLVI - XLVII

			XLVI

IF ever I had in Andromeda a country
And if ever by rights I were the Chief Collision-Conglomerate Six-Star Plenipotentiary
I'd moot and execute a permanent plan for...

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Nothin' should surprise the citizenry in the news reports anymore.
The latest puzzlin' saga occurred today off the California shore!
Look! Up in the sky!  Is it Peter Pan, Superman or a UFO?
Strange that the generals...

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We were shaped and fashioned as true saviors of peace,
Endorsed to spread honor and knock the enemy off his feet,
So, I raised my right hand, before God and before man,
To defend our constitution on water...

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"Why is it that everyone seems younger to me these days?", I muse.
'Tis enough to give a feller a serious bout of the blues!
Wasn't that long ago that everyone looked so old to me.
My! How...

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Teardrops of dews glistening
Breaks the days of dawn
Caterpillars shedding shells of cocoon
Awakening with yawns

The little fairies quaintly appear
Dancing their favorite dances, all the day long
But, where do the butterflies dance to
When the sun hides her...

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Romeo Jaxx had a friend for a fool
So he never thought "Baby's in love."
He fought for his rights
and he slept through your dreams
With his self-centred wolverine paralysed
 
Drove out of the camp on a bright...

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They slip in unnoticed
  just below the burning rays of the sun solstice
  lighting on the last flowers of summer bare,
  sweet nectar wafting in the heavy laden air,
colors brilliant, glowing, coy
...

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It rained for 3 days,
drenching torrents plunged down
as if a dam had breached.
There was some local flooding
but by and large only minor damage
a lot of litter and flotsam though
‘sky wreckage’ some called it.

The butterfly house...

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In summer my garden comes alive
as graceful butterflies make it home.
Peacocks with vivid colours flit
from blossom to blossom

Busily working gathering nectar
pollinating as they go on to next
flower. All so pretty I love them all
visiting my...

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Floating, adrift in icy water; like discarded driftwood
(his Commander, Warrand, bravely stepped aside to let him pass)
the sole survivor so thought Ted; of the proud and mighty Hood.
Then came Bill, and Bob, three, from one...

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No confession is needed your intentions were clear the slithering ways you brought about 
change it's no wonder people stay in constant fear. You command with an iron hand while your paranoia poison's the land...

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Oh that I could break the chime that addles my brain constantly
That implanted seed of rhyme that worms in my subconscious 
That causes me to live and dream in my restrictive literary world
Courted by couplets...

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Wings in puddles.
There must have been a leak,
and in the sky nothing fly’s 
but a crippled gale,
it limps now, yet howls still
from the far side of lost town.

Wind-drones moan in bare trees
sky wreckage litters.
Dead Purple...

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The Admiral’s Sun                    5th draft – 6-11-2014
  
A pedestal for your glory and the ego’s...

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in mass-produced photographs leaking
oils and plastics into oceans eternally
churning secret species speaking sonar
beyond the corridor of human tongues

awaiting arrivals admirals of slaughter promulgate
fading flags of kings and queens aging on God’s throne
as veins rise to...

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Oh, smile you devious angels, smile
Smile like the devil never touched your sins
Wash your guilt and pleasures with
Your name, your brand, your kin
Cross your arms and squint your eyes
Look down upon your sheeps
Count our hairs...

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In the dead of night
Some years ago
A metamorphose transpired
Under full moon glow

A lady in black
In graveyard mist
Danced with the crows
In evolutionary twist

Her presence was surrounded
By luminous flows
Larva's were being shed
In dark butterfly grow

Her black dress...

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the wayward child within us all
forever played by spring and fall
whose songs allay the will to flee
the wicked ways of errancy

as oftentimes a man will shun-
his promises to wife or son
to heed the call to...

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Like petite  Picasso's  on the wing 
little paintings flying by 
A prima ballerina dancing in the sky.

Butterflies are beauty on the wing.
they personify natures perplexity to please
pretty as any picture as they fly...

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