Long Anthropomorphic Poems

I hanker and pine for wood burning stove weather

I haint no spring chicken,
("Buk buk buk buk ba-gawk!")
but in Summer re: 
long in tooth sexagenarian 
nostalgic for the following imagery 
evoked yesterday with very little effort
(aside...

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I walk o u t...

I am lost in unapproachable light—a spectral broth
I am tasting the screaming silence—the archetypal observer
dissects my essence-fossil Passion
a seismic rupture between life/death/rebirth
gnaws at my marrow This dilemma-kudzu
coils tight, constricting tomorrow's breath

Death...

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Ma,
Why do I need to apostrophize you? Why did you flew away into the celestial regions so earlier? Is it because you are from a land where ‘twenty is plenty’ for women? And hence, ignoring...

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Introduction: one of the nice aspects of having an oeuvre as a poet is the ability to see where you have changed over the years. this is such a poem where i can see the...

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That first black and white
grainy
strangely fluid
floating
flat screen view
of the early developing individual
inside EarthMother's womb

Reminds me
of that first
full-spectrum green and blue
strangely white cloudy
moistly floating
slowly revolving
flat screen view
of home planet
still developing
evolving
revolving Earth.

A LeftBrain dominant individual worldview
from a...

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Imperfection is the mirror of perfection;
opposites reveal each other.
Rumi (M Mafi translation)

Dissonance is the non-polynomial mirror of confluence;
opposites unveil each other.

Ego-suffering grows the anti-relational mirror for eco-optimization;
opposites reveal each other.

Past economic competition grows the crystal...

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THE KINTA VALLEY
OR : Dreams of the Sleeping Man
        (Anthropomorphic name of a mountain profile viewed from The Valley)

The sleeping man dreams on in calm detachment
While in valley...

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The goddess we call Aphrodite
Is not just an old Grecian deity.
  The Phoenicians did make
  Her a map. It's not fake.
Her body is cartograffiti.

The Punic war destroyed her face, 1
The Romans left nary...

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I. Theory

She is dark and her darkness frightens you. But as closer you come to her, the lighter the darkness becomes. How bright the light were, if a thousand suns would rise in the sky...

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Polypaths
lead neuro-systemically back
to Mother/Child original wombed attachment

A remarkably warm
and wet counterpoint
to a sterile anthrosupremacist theory
of Original Separating Sin.

Instead,
in this organic preternatural 
panentheistic
spiritual experience
of win/win healthy wealth,
co-attachment overrides win/lose
zero-sum compromised
competitive relationships

Patriarchal
and capitalist self creationships
come later
as post-partum...

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OLD TESTAMENT

It was wisdom that I sought within those venerable old pages
Yet found tales of folly, arrogance and cruelty in profusion
Where were knowledge, truths, enlightenment, refined throughout the ages?
What direction to a righteous life, discernment,...

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Stones I Have Known

I know that stone - scoured smooth beneath the tread
Of workers' feet too early out of bed.
It sparkled finely to my childish sight,
A treasure rare, lit up by morning light. 
Its drooping...

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Anthropomorphic test device to explore
amply, cheaply tricked out 
with super tramping,
albeit unsophisticated trappings 
strewn ceiling to floor
available for purchase at Dollar store
(actually merchandise 
cost more than 100 pennies)
nonetheless unmanned spacecraft made
perfect landing upon alien nation...

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i go in the morning, 
as i normally do, and 
warm my cup of coffee,
robust awakenings to today,
sit down and begin to arouse and 
contemplate the day before me

after a bit, i move about and...

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If food for finer thoughts we did not crave,
If sense of purpose we did not apply,
If we did not critique how we behave, 
If dormant laid Alert Judgmental Eye…

If float and breed were our exclusive...

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Dedicated for my true friend, Pokey the puppy
I have a friend tempered in anxiousness of speed indeed-
He runs, jumps, and adjusts to my manner uncannily-
A good friend is he who waits, in time and fate,...

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Artists are not so different,
at times glossing over truth,
hiding beneath a sheen -- 
some extra linseed goes
a long way...

What is this cry for realism?!

Picasso sought deeper meaning
via grotesque breasts~ elongated
elephant snout limbs -- perhaps believing...

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An internal interlinking corroding pipe in an intersection is often assumed to be safe as cracks are not appearing outwardly so it would appear to be nothing was wrong. Unassuming looks. With no surface discoloration...

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Bees in jumpsuits cannot really fly but caterpillar boats can go very very fast down the canals. It is an oversized cake that bungee jumps for the longest period of time at the sponge competitions...

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And there’s a Charlie
A character curiously cartooning
One of the Charlie’s careening and in crusade
Maybe someday he’ll be in a Macy Day parade

Charlie Chicken 1942 anthropomorphic chicken
And there’s Charlie Beary, a big daddy bear
Charlie of the...

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The Secret of Emotional Mist

Evincing nothing, she remained mute
To nuanced intimations of intimacy.
There was nothing left to conclude but that
The greatest prison is boredom,
The greatest torture --- betrayal.

Thus we parted in the concrete now
Leaving behind...

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“Only in his hometown and in his own household is a prophet without honor.” Matthew 13:57

Sometimes, when I go shopping, I meet a strange woman.
Barefoot, 
dressed only in a garland of dried flowers and an...

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Vibrations of a visionary vivarium is a notion best perceived by a motionless cuckoo clock. Now carefully wind the handle and watch as the bird emerges to shout. Wow. Fantastic isn't it? It is a...

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Written: December 28, 2023

Beneath the shades
of velvet shadows
swarms of amber
luminance of daylight
and elusive flits
of faerie embers.
Veiled in jeweled which
rhymed with 
Calyx elixir tints
of moonlit hues,
wings of light fractals
of burnished baubles.

Serendipitous breeze
scribbling rimes 
of a runic serenade
in glints...

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("Creation Myth - Anthropomorphic Nebula Merit Badge” #65, 2016, original oil)

Rumors of War

War, war, rumors of war,
Whispered on the winds
Screamed from the rooftops.

Who does it benefit,
What is it good for?

I can tell you this as...

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