Long Backyards Poems

"Blue Sky, Why?"

stories speak to us.
inside our heart 
is crying.

Blue Sky, Why?

why do children
holding sunflowers
watch their parents die

why do sweet children,
now war torn, 
some the battle's orphans,
daily lose their lives

lying in their sick beds
bombed in...

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Fascism lives in tension with holy optimism,
as hatred fades in presence of mutual love,
as WinLose evolutionary models
give way to WinWin sacred Energy
stories and songs and dances,
as patriarchal colonization
gives way to matriarchal creolization.

Fascism,
synonymous with Totalitarianism,
as written...

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Modus Operandi of psychopaths and sociopaths

They are all around us, seeking to destroy us,
if not to kill us, to maim us, for life
physically, mentally, emotionally
morally, financially.

They are the psychopaths and sociopaths!

Now psychopaths are rare indeed,...

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There are actual people
half woman half man
running mornings and
dream people in movies
half language half light.
Tomorrow is John’s funeral.

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This is my minute
my moment
Oops, gone!

Anything can happen
if you don’t resist
Resist!

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But who am I? You think bullets won’t
kill?...

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I made a U turn at dusk as dark night creeps  upon me
I tried to catch my breath from the horrible smell that was stifling me inside
I did not know which way to turn...

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Why is ANYone surprised by this violence?!?
Our icons, and heroes, and mentors, and 
Example-setters, many of them with visibility
And fame given to them ONLY by the money

WE give them to perform, play, or ply their
Craft,...

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In backyards of my history
lies a tidal river
of ebb and flow revolutions.

These revolutions are normally no-news evolutions
back up toward headwaters of crisis and opportunity,
diastatic and polyphonic purest capital boundary roots
for future's river flow investment
out-flowing down
from...

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Turtle by the Door


The bears and wolves are few;
one threadbare widow mourning,
two grays as consumptive as smoke.
The large dwindle,
their bodies grow more awkward,
more at odds.
The heavier beasts sway
like drunks in the scant woods.
Under a pelting...

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Nobody walks here anymore
Nobody listen to them anymore
The grass has grown out of control
And the wind  has battered them to the ground
In the midst of the dense woods 
the road lingers between the tall...

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Seventy thousand years and we are still fighting over religion.... Not the best 
image to hold anything up to and then praise
I can only tell u pieces of this mystery my soul tells me again...

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Here & there, everywhere 
lie pieces & parts of me
I exist only in the moments between what is and will be…

Taking a ride to the minimart... 
Enjoy the passing lands...
...watching the sun playing on the...

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I walk outside and I see chaos
People killing people
War between the nations
And war in our own backyards
Kids exploding at school
And destroying our young life
Destruction all around us
The lost innocence of people
Where has it gone
Who can...

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ONE DAY BEFORE FATHER’S DAY

I stopped by the park today
Pondering
One day before father’s day.

In the deep corner of my mind
My father’s memory opens up.
Year 1905 he was born
In a third world country
Where the farms, the...

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Not long ago when the summers seemed warmer and the winters were whiter. When the trees grew crown of leaves bright, a transparent green. Then tossed them to the ground for a little while. In...

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After years of growing native shrubs and putting them in pots,
my backyards full of hakea’s and gums, placed in separate lots,
but some wattles have outgrown their home and really don’t look flash;
I think I’ll have...

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Standing on an open meadow, I had the celestial blues...
wanting to feel what was like to be somewhere else,
on a different planet where sunsets had luminous hues; 
was there another universe more beautiful than ours?

Night...

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The industrial hull of the SUV 
Sways with the slightest wind taps 
And pothole shoves. Popeye’s signs, 
Golden shell displays, the lingering smell 
Of Premium-grade gasoline. 
The prices are Down, but our gas meter still...

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When I was young, I liked to play
With other kids on my block.
To backyards, front yards, everywhere,
For fun, we would all flock.

Every sport and game we played,
When one kid on a losing streak
Resolved with single-mindedness
To...

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SMILING MONSTER

The earth shakes; rivers are drying, air whispering tears;
Trees are afraid of standing outside, as warplanes hovering.   
Dead bodies  of humans  has become sand everywhere,
You kill them; you adopt their...

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Hear ye wisdom’s excellence
thankful to God for our existence
testifying about grand natural essence
as trees* of noteworthy functional prevalence 
oozing with aesthetic environmental iridescence.

Weathering all seasons, varied roles we fulfill
being perennial or "long lived plants" steadfastly...

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Democracy is 
The leadership of the youth and 
the guidance by the elders
I wish it was so today 
I see deceitful guidance all over places 
Leaving the youth to wonder and suffer
Exploiting the genious in...

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Here I am, Shake & Bake in the Far Out West
     where they now smoke down and out, their
          new front yards...

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Set the scene
strike the slate
a plague befalls Rome this day
like the Gods bless the clouds to spew rain from its jaws
A hurricane of envy washes the city streets
already filthy with the foul stench of death...

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A follow up from the previous poem: Mystery 

THE SEVEN DISAPPEARING MEN

7 men upped and left and then where never seen again
Nobody in the factory had a clue as to where and when

Jack's, cup of...

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I
Cattle Egrets have lifted my Spirits
Here in Ft. Beaufort, dirty, not dirt
BY choice, folk in small spaces
Hide from Civilization, national mandates
On Environmental Courtesies and Policies
But these birds survive and thrive
While feces flow from poor piping...

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