Long Alienation Poems
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what a strange place
we find ourselves in.
trapped in the open
we are free within
we ask for spare change
and currency as we stake
out our places downtown
dreaming our other lives
gargoyles carved on stone faces
stare as we break down
and the city bears its age
as we walk broken sidewalks
looking upward to see
dark clouds as omens
and we ask ourselves
will it rain
busses whoosh past
cars honk, and sirens scream
when from all around
conversations rise
trees in a park by the shore
their arms sway in a breeze
as the river sings in our hearts
our escape
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March 23, 2022
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A furious Bush gave an urgent speech at the UN Headquarters
demanding that they must search beneath the Babylonian
soil and bring proof of any hidden nuclear weapon;
Brian Haw, as many, honestly believed that there were none...
why didn't Blair and Golden believe his words?
Soon Iraq was invaded and bombarded and as night got colder,
frequent explosions lit up the blackest sky of the Middle East,
but they did not kill Saddam: the bearded, tyrannical beast....
he would be found in a filthy bunker with a limited supply of food and water;
why did he flee and hide into that unlivable hole like a persecuted priest?
His execution was horrendous, but justice was done for his crimes
and whether he had nuclear weapons and later dismantled them in secret
to avoid sanctions and alienation: one thing is for certain he's no longer a threat;
he was loved by some, but hated by many...was his power based on lies?
An angry president was appeased, but a defeated tyrant had to meet a horrible fate!
Do you feel alone with no-one at all
When you have news no-one to call
A dinner for two but no-one to share
Alone with no-one and no-one to care
Your only human contact an elderly homeless man
Cause from all other relationships you took off and ran
The idea of commitment scares you
Not wanting to meet anyone new
Too many years of being alone
You're now stuck in your own zone
With no-one the time has passed you by
To alienate I ask you why?
Not really knowing why or how
You say to change is too late now
Destined to live a life alone
No-one to help or share your home
Alone with no-one and no-one to care
Alienation took her there.
08 August 2017
You dragged me down to your level with your heartless judgment...love didn't arrive at my doorstep
You are the predator and I’m the victim
You are the executioner and I’m the man, tied up to the chair
GET A GRIP....
SIP...satisfy your taste buds with happiness....and dip dip dip
Into the river
R I V E R
Disappear, fear that clothes me
Reappear, fearlessness that suffocates thee
Your river of deceit leaks out… now, I can clearly see
Your true colors…you resurrected radiance in the eyes of millions…and you allowed me to escalate with ecstatic eagerness and enjoyment, much like a satisfied, well-watered tree…nurtured by sunlit glee
I never thought that this all could be
You push me to become like all felons
Possibly, doubt slipped into my mind and traded me with prosperity in the hands of tragedy
Nothing can harm us...
We're on the same bus
You killed my trust and hope…and fed your twisted honesty
Our bittersweet chorus of lies and miseries sings its tune of tainted lullabies
Move on once again we must…or we’ll be targeted by calamity
I know you hear me, but you ignored my silent cries…oh darling, how the time flies…
Oh please, darling angel, fix me, for I am a wrecked-up bicycle – never wave your
Misery-laced goodbyes…cut it out before it devours us with utter distress!
For you, I am now saddened and try to untie myself from this mess…
As my love and hope for you slowly but surely dies,
Sift out the vile lies and don’t ask your why’s
I still hear your wistful cries
You relied on the Lord of the Flies
And you engrossed him…now, he draws near to you because you enchanted him with your miraculous powers…I was spell-bound and gravity-bound in the chambers of alienation while you were showing off your capacities…I thought it cool!
You say it’s a natural gift that’s used as a priceless, grand tool…but, I take you as a fool!
I am tempered in tender triggers
of transitory ticking tunes,
as the air feels heavy ~
with withered whispers
of waning reveries,
a mercurial mirror to
my burning skin...
I've nurtured the nature
nestled between
nuances of nostalgia
feeling the nudge
from wistful noons
freezing my thoughts
to follow the fleeting ebb and flow
of slipping silence,
swerving through
curtained homesickness…
but why must the salt
of sea-breeze melt into memories
hope knows how the heart
heals with hurt
whilst you see not the
pained palpitations
amidst light of life liquefying
into unmerciful minutes ~ of time…
O time ~ the tricking tamer
restricting inner resilience
straining the summer softness
retrospective recurrence
rewinding on repeat,
leaving me searching for
the falling familiarity ~
rays of wavering warmth
to feel the pulse of pleasure
closer to
the confined corners
within my conscious thoughts...
for grey is throttled in grievance
heeding not the restless rhythm
of wind and waves
ferrying the ocean-highs
speaking to my skies
~ catching catharsis ~
as heat unbuttons
the soul of azure
alliterating the alienation
of breathing blistered bliss
aching across the shifting
shadows of unmoved fields
and I waltz… a wanderer ...
sleeplessly swirling
through the love-phased
lace of longing
replaying the comforting touch
from yesterday’s dawn
the sun and
moon that soothed whirlwinds
of weathered
wild-jasmines ~
This time of year is hard on many
There is sadness and sorrow
You are not alone
You are never alone
If you need someone to talk with message me or call below
Love Dominates" / Parental Alienation, Suicide Prevention
https://youtu.be/Godzx0G1EuQ
SUICIDE/CRISIS - Hotlines
1. AUSTRALIA
https://www.lifeline.org.au/
https://www.gogentleaustralia.org.au/suicide_help
2. USA
http://suicidehotlines.com/national.html
3. U.K.
http://www.suicide.org/hotlines/international/united-kingdom-suicide-hotlines.html
https://www.supportline.org.uk/problems/suicide/
4. Global
http://www.suicide.org/international-suicide-hotlines.html
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_suicide_crisis_lines
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They were prisoners
not of walls but of words
words of threats and alienation
walls none the less
But destiny would intervene
a chance encounter at a shop
eyes meeting in a fateful dance
unspoken thoughts exchanged
Notes were passed
through clandestine means
hidden from watchful eyes
little by little trysts ensued
At first with conversation
then, that kiss
the one that opened the prison gates
to a world unknown
Of freedom of the heart
hands began to meander
exploring the inner reaches
of parts unknown
He climbing past mountains of doubt
she guiding his hands
to her Garden of Eden
both searching in the shadow of darkness
Like unleashed primal beasts
theirs was a passion in a fertile land
breath taking and breathless
the planting of seeds
Would soon bear fruit
the chains that once held them
now kept them close
the escape complete
February 24, 2018
Have you been inducted in the herd community and
received its graduate certificate yet?
I hear Nietzsche's Twilight of the Idols' rant on 'herding the herd community',
thinking, will we hear next the Covid-Uberman, i.e., the longing of new body invested with addictive anti-body, redeemed yet forever subverted, but showered with accolade? History's now split to before and after the pandemic, bifurcating the (decaying) body and the (deaf) soul.
Pessimism of intellect never rescued one from a disease, overwhelmed by
vaccine optimism -- a panacea or cure, or twilight of reason (i.e., Benjamin's apocalypse foretold)?
Nothing is everything when you put your mind to it, subliminally and refined.
Odds of survival is higher when you see a light at the end of tunnel, no matter
how dim or treacherous the path, or faulty optics, i.e., Hegel's chronicle of the absolute spirit that never dwells too long in limbo of alienation, enlightenment's last defense. Behold, the light of Zarathustra shall illuminate and the new herd community will turn sun-worshippers yearning for the paradise lost under the eagle wings of their shepherds wielding
a long stick.
Many don't know this about me, but then again in all honesty
there may be some who suspect that I live this way.
"How sad," some must think as they witness me sink
into a deeper "depression" each day.
My word is sincerely true when I say to all of you,
"Don't pity me. This is my chosen life that I embark.
It's probably very difficult for you to relate but I'm at my most tranquil state
when I'm sitting at home alone in the dark."
"This isn't healthy. You're alienating yourself." God I hate that shrinky, therapeutic attitude.
It may be a very fine line but there's a major difference when you compare and define
Alienation with True Solitude.
"You're in denial," many say. "You're justifying yourself.
This isn't something you should be treating as some passing lark."
Be that as it may, answers and solutions always come my way
whenever I sit at home alone in the dark.
Feeling exhausted
by addiction to integrity.
But, prefer this sad loved addict
to being self-indicted
for lack of win/win integrity;
total investment
in lose/lose nihilistic
fascistic disintegrity,
disintegration.
Addiction to dicked down
synergetic passion
seems a healthier prospect
than apartheid alienation,
chaotic degeneration
Rather than this more positive addiction
to EarthTribe's organic integrity,
resonant DNA harmony,
cooperative polyvagal resilience,
synergetic neuro-systemic balance
EarthMothers
at least temporarily feel
an arduously merciful master
of sensory
musical
physical
relentless mental health care
wealth cooperative
co-investing extensions eco-out,
intentions ego-in
Emerging through Left embodied pleasure's
peaceful Right mind paradise
religious promise
re-connecting polycultural family
DNA extensions,
nerved mindbody co-passions,
negatively anxious
and positively anticipating
and curiously in-between received
panentheistic hypotheses
Of global paradigmatic history
ZeroSum preemptive
pre-emptying evolutionary Left/Right bicameral theory
regeneratively embedded
in His/Her
Nature/Spirit
Out/In
1/0 sacred indigenous NonZero
Full/Empty
Integral Holonic Soul
Grows sadly incomplete
synergetic EarthTribal co-addiction
to feeding and watering personal/global
ego/eco-systemic
bilaterally co-empathic
sad loss inside/glad gain outside
love addiction
co-arising narratives.