Long Beehive Poems

“Éagmais croí a dhíscaoileadh ar gach eagla.
Faoi dhíon taobh istigh de na blianta seo.
Fanacht i bhfianaise, a dhíscaoileadh ar gach eagla.
Ós rud é go ndearnadh tú a chaitheamh.
Briseadh an tost seo”



"An Bee Cailleach"


She lives to...

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Our cognitive and emotional struggles against dissonance of all varieties,
and struggles for more love and consciousness and health
work better as decompositions laid out between Ego and Eco,
as cooperative nondual co-arising partners,
Left and Right MindBody
of one...

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In the intimate interlace of chance and fate, in the ultimate interplay of time and place, and with the consummate checkmate of my human dignity, all that is -- is over, in the stormy, swarming...

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Sipping cherry limeade, driving in the car parade, 
we're cruising in the Lone Star state.
Didn't want a bucket seat; the thing it couldn't beat, 
was sitting up close to your date.
One hand on the wheel...

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Present wedded bliss haint no touchstone...

Circa ~ late spring/ early summer 1978
twas at behest of Harriet Harris,
thus due credit mother dearest
(she long since passed away)
who tried, to bribe, coax, exhort...
(protracted effort not all in vain),
cuz...

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After picnicking in a pretty meadow, on a warm and sunny day,
I relaxed upon my soft blanket, and fell asleep where I lay.

When I awoke I took a walk, through the grass and flowers,
Lined on...

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Retirement planning
may feel like civilian re-entry planning
as from-above ballistics continue heavy incoming
so persuasively my objective is not to win outside
but to get home safe again inside,
although I sadly know
home will never be that home of...

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After hiking on the trail one day, I was making my way back,
Immersed in balmy thrills of summer, and the sunshine attack!

Birdsong was in my ears, and fragrance of beauty all around;
And greenness like a...

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Marching out of the cloaked shires
Of landowners, stockbrokers, 
Hereditary Peers, and ruddy faced 
Squires:
A vast multitude of many varied 
Tribes.
Amassing in the great cities, where,
Inhabiting shadowy chambers, 
Behind nodding sighs and hushed 
Whispers, 
The Masonic...

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Lost in the solitude of time they journey through the forest in their mind, searching for a path that would lead them out of the dark; the woods were so thick that they had to...

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A brushstroke choreographing dramatic elegy framing harmonic gavotte 

specified such so as to issue a rhyme, 
but proceeded as this scribe 
didst git linkedin with the cutting crew,
mow or less feeling grassy us,
yet not the...

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Two four-letter words,
I truly despise
Got nothing but hate for them,
I’m not gon lie ... 
but I got my reasons why
Jobs!
Politicians always seem to forget
to put menial in front of it
I’m a Hebrew snob,
don’t come talking...

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Hey, muppet, how you doin?

It's hard.
All this fear that I'm not doing my best
and that everybody else feels
hell-bent on doing their worst
to thwart my needs as wants right now.

Let's build a new-old story together,
my lovely...

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“The End of Summer”

In those days 
they watched for signs
in the heavens

numbers connected
the ways that 
weighted the scales

written in the stars
a woman gave birth
to a dragon’s tale

in a beehive cluster
distant, yet,
oh so familiar 

Praesepe, 
in...

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I was a stylish, assertive travel agent, arranging getaways for busy people;
Like sudden getaways of jewel, shooting stars, on ebony nights of upheaval.

I planned calm, exotic, trip itineraries, for all tired of city hustle and...

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deep thought
sizzling hot 
obsessive compulsiveness, cant stop
shes my motivation, inspiration
inspires new rhythm styles of creation
chillin, coolin, beehive loungin
presence essence
my heart pounding
more warp speed then it was before
perfections interventions magnatized my core
confusion , love lust ,fun
but...

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Another season of Survivor is almost at an end.
That there will be a "shocking twist", you can depend.
Jeff will be snarky, and the Jury, too.
"Why should we give a million dollars to YOU?"
"Let me explain...

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Another season of Survivor is almost at an end.
That there will be a "shocking twist", you can depend.
Jeff will be snarky, and the Jury, too.
"Why should we give a million dollars to YOU?"
"Let me explain...

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Look at them, tangled in insignificant conversation
about politics or stereotypes of  blacks, whites and Asians, 
lack of youth education, weather ruined vacations, how inflation squeezing their arm like “yo, I got you taken, 
and...

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Peppie was feeling cool  

Watching the sky blue  

Realizing he was on top  

Above good ole rival Klopp  

When Chelsea arrived  

To the beehive  

With intention  

For a...

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Misshapen limbs of the Palo Verde trees add an artistic touch to the landscape. While 
Honeysuckle twine about the old rail fence and the spiny Ocotillo flash scarlet plumes. 

Mesquite trees, older than the homestead,...

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Telling "White Lies"

My mother got born November
thirteenth, nineteen hundred thirty five
within poverty stricken household
of Canarsie, Brooklyn, the youngest
(most mollycoddled) of four siblings,
experienced grinding poverty, no
matter maternal grandfather (Moishe
Kuritsky), a tailor he lacked drive
(and felt neutral...

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The Lost Bird In The Sky

Somewhere there sits a lone man
at a bar filled with lowlifes
lost in his thoughts
mad at the world
and at her
it's eight in the morning
and dawn is long past
and its eve's seat...

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While waiting but not watching for the sun to set, perhaps the bullfrogs are creating the shadows with their croaks, my friend screams out because he has been bitten by a fly. He is not...

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As tears flow from my reddened eyes
I can see what I have purely missed
As I look up to the dark grey skies
I will always remember our first fist

I sit here and think of your face
The...

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