Long Attaching Poems

Pain settles in quite instantly your senses 
are totally unprepared for this graveness
the notion to sleep sets in like an energetic 
twilight phase the injury abruptly strangles 
thought my ears are always ringing with this...

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I don't recall whose inspired idea it wasn't
to invite the math professor
into our Therapeutic Collaborative Laboratory.

I do recall when I first heard her speak
of cooperative polynomial qualities
for improving ego/eco-therapeutic communications.

She was, of course,
in the back...

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Love murmurs in my ear that to be hunted
is infinitely more enviable than to be the hunter.
                  ...

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On the outskirts of the city
a young woman walked
gazing at art and viewing it lovingly.

Inside her bright red backpack
that carried the contents of her life
was a painting. 

The painting was years old
and at one point...

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World famous player of the five fingered flute,
   Wasn't quite so happy as he used to be.
   Being alone with just his flute,
   Nice clothes,
   And lounging...

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I romanticize the single room without a jurisdiction
If only I could filter through a voice of logic over reaction 
Would it impel my inner child to regress into an illusion?
My mind composes a structure but...

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History
as we shall see
is inevitably 
win/win felt revolutionary resonant
more powerfully experienced
than win/lose evolution 
thought theoretically resilient.

Technology of YangNature,
like ecology of sacred YinNurture
begins with regenerative secular tools
for Yang's original EarthPatriotic intentions

As seen and felt
in seasonal choreography,

Economies...

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Dr. Sue Johnson,
developer of Emotionally Focused Therapy,
rooted in an Attachment Theory
that organic creatures live healthier
more robust
compassionate
and prosperous lives
when their original womb relationship
and earliest parent/child interdependence
is more warmly attached
and less coldly detached,
and certainly not absent,
stolen for...

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I'm rereading Marshall Rosenberg's chapter on Anger,
The big challenge for nonviolent communicators.

Marshall, a StraightWhiteMale psychotherapist,
repeatedly refers to feeling disappointment
escalating into Loser-shamed anger
sometimes further escalating into defensive
red-hot blaming Rage
risking lose/lose nihilistic outcomes for oneself
and anyone in...

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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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An important difference
between climate health (win/lose toward win/win thrivalist)
and climate pathology (win/lose toward lose/lose non-survivalist)
is a discerning capacity
to invite slow-reweaving 
deep sacred learning relationships
Rather than further incite fast-unraveling shallow unrelationship
between ego-nature secularity
and Earth-nature immanently-sacred identity
and...

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#IT'S  QUITE THE HONOR...
TO BE A RESIDENT OF THIS TOWN!
KINGS AND QUEENS, A.K.A.
"EMBRACING BEINGS"
WALKING, TALKING, VIBRATING...
FEET FIRMLY HOLDING GROUND!

"STERLING SILVER!"
"STERLING SILVER!"
"SPARKLING STUPENDOUS SENSATIONAL 
SUPER SPECIAL SPECKS..."

OH HOW IT REFLECTS!!!!
{SUCH LUMINOUS LIGHT}
ALL NATURAL, A TRUE...

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We briefly meet the Mandan Chief Big White
in the village center where the animals are sacraficed,
couples wed, and disputes are dealt with,
he is a massive, and portly man
and is wearing a headdress that spreads to...

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NOTE TO THE READER
Once Apun a Time

This yarn is a flossy fabric woven of several earlier warped works, lightly laced together, adorned with fur-ther braided tails of human frailty. The looms were loosed, purling frantically...

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Only for a moment, 
Does the wind blow in the frosty fragments,
Like stories woven through the gales,
Erasing the night, the pines
With a beautiful cloak of peace,
Silent as the sound of grace,
Weeping quietly in the forest’s...

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After she drank his bitter wine of selfish, pathetic love
She slyly sang him her haunted chant 
"The laughs on you", she crooned in her soft malicious tune

At times, she could act with chicane
She had many...

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Impartial insight into Human Nature or intellectual Snobbery in Thiru-Valluvar's THIRU-KURAL: Canto 84 - PEETHAIMAI*

[Note: Throughout his oeuvre, there can be found aphorisms which broadly hint at Thiru-Valluvar's intolerance of the less-endowed individual, and none...

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I'm going to write until my hand hurts
Sometimes I just like to rhyme an unplanned verse
I refuse to allow anyone to define this man's worth
Is it better to be able to withstand hurt? 
Or understand...

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Yesterday she killed herself by hanging from the ceiling
It carried her weight but she could not
She was everyday troubled by the future worries
All she wanted a good tight sleep, away from all the distress and...

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Thank You President Trump

Leadership by President Trump
(And then some)
Put America at the forefront
In combating the Coronavirus
With decisive response and measures
To ensure the safety of the American people.

Though some feel as if guinea pigs
And question whether...

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Staring in the mirror when I'm down with these scissors I found. 
With my wrists out and prescription lids littered around. 
I've scribbled out a bitter letter in wicked accounts and written down twisted sentences...

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I know,
in both head
and anemic heart,
other climate healers
right here and now,
compassion theaters
across Earth's internationalized space 
and throughout tribal time

Breathe integrity's potential
acting
thinking
feeling out and in there and here
somewhere close
and somewhere far
across Earth's polluted oceans,

Yet my own...

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Asked three cannibal philosophers,
named Who
and What
and Why
is eating life so bad
without smothering it in catsup?

Who is serving What
and Why
to Whom 
on Earth is NotWho?
Already eaten
by re-connecting tissue issues

Do we invest in ever more and better...

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The colors of life have all run together creating a darkness, becoming a void.  Attaching its self to and slowly removing every moment in life I've ever enjoyed.

I stop to smell the flowers. ...

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My sleep spun
                                ...

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