Long Betrays Poems

Genetic, so therefore regenetic, conservatism
of DNA and this fractal function's Elder RNA-rooted ecosystemic
political psychologies,
ecologies of empowerment,
and not so much;
History,
and notnot historic enculturation
of Business As Usual LeftBrain ReIterative Dominance
of deduction-reduction-redaction,
yet still dipolar-dialectical ecosystemic health 
(0)-sum-core-centric ecopolitical...

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[Well, ShallowMan’s ne’er at a loss
for voicing shallow thoughts that gloss.
With trenchant wit he reaps the dross
when seeking sense in applesauce.

But to his aid flies FactoidMan
who always has a Fact at hand;
with him, who needs...

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Impressive values,
like love,
claim resources that liberally breed
ecological
natural
physically happy health
and conservatively feed
emotional
spiritual
mentally glad wealth.

Oppressive disvalues
like homophobia and racism
and sexism and ageism
and ableism 
and monoculturing disregard
for threats of global anthro-supremacist ecocide,
express what we are against
because these are...

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Of new pains new verses must be composed 
To give matter for the canto twenty
Of the canticle first, treating sunk posed.

I just was inclined with desires many
To thoroughly look at the open deep,
Which was moisten...

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.                          NOW

Well, GI Jack is welcome back, he left his...

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Before we had the LeftBrain eclipse word,
circa 1200s on back through space and time,
we had great sacred transformational co-arisings,
re-alignment as BlackHole icons
of ancient eco-alignments,
Yang solar resilience 
with Yin lunar resistance.

Before we had dualistic separation,
from sunlight's...

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Unquotable quotes: Writers – XXXVIII

     for Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra and Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoieski  
     who let not even hope sustain them and who used their...

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I'm not sure about this
entertainment
divorced from engagement
issue

But,
consider the following
a hypothesis,
a Thought Experiment
in the Indigenous MotherLand
and SacredWaters
of ecowomanist political theory,

Part of my own experience
betrays a rightwing bias
against superficial entertainment

And, by association, self-promoting entertainers
living out shuttered
and too...

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/by Vicki Acquah


Before, when we were young; 
We were together all of us.. 
Awhile back when you were young,
I was youthfully older-We were
together back then as space and time 
had arranged.

As some of us were...

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"Viral"
 


overlords for the good 
of the world 
walk and breathe
their lines 

pure as 
Snow White
war addicted
kissed while sleeping 

shadows speak 
a good talk 
viral wars rehearsed
it’s all in our system now

compromised 
inside out 
the...

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It seems just like yesterday not even gravity would take me off the earth
But when you took me into your arms, you changed it all

Scenes keep locks on the sound of love
I feed on riddles...

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If I could have chose to love another, 
And the heavens had fallen from the sky, 
And the fields which offer little or no hope,
Would I have chosen another love, or die?

If the ravages within...

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Light pours out across the hills,
Destroying the darkness
With its reflections and sparks
Crystal clear, glistening
Through the doubts and confusion,
Awakening the silent yearnings,
Hopes lost in the past,
Dreams that you thought wouldn’t last

Light disturbs the secrets, silent
Amid the...

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A miracle of hope rushes through my soul holding on to the courage inside me and propels me to an unknown destiny; the moon with its shining light orbit around the earth searching for the...

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Treason
How could it be
I have left you and you have left astray
I have wondered
where do I belong
WHere is my song
where is the sonnet which flows freely from my veins
I have wanted
I don't know where it...

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Translated: Si la vie demande ça by Laura and Chris Mayne by T. Wignesan.

If Life would not wish it otherwise
 
[Note: The two sister French Caribbean-Martinique Black “Blues” Swan : Laura and Chris MAYNE (lyrics...

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In despair, I contemplate
ending my miserable disease-ridden life!
My body is damaged beyond repair
And so intense is the anguish that I can barely bear.
I'm a worthless mess helpless , a broken man and
my future is just...

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I can feel it. 
It’s not quite tangible, 
Just out of reach,
Yet nonetheless real. 
Like a sixth sense on my sixth sense. 
The anticipation hangs in the air, 
The thick, jelly like, immovable air. 
Tempers...

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Prayers,
sometimes lightly lyrical,
slyly satirical,
self-conscious,
ego-
and anthro-chosen folk
transcendently 
yet personally
individually woke,
and sometimes full embodied
passions in Praise Him!
shout out

Echo in-
voking round resonance
with all Earth's eternal 
regenerating lively
lovely resilience.

Prayers
express "I feel"
so provoke "I want,
even actively need"
Trust Statements

Or,
prayers are LeftBrain...

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5.
The greatest treasure I am told, 
is your warm love that shines with gold, 
in dream divine my love is bold.
You always stand in love divine, 
how your eyes do sparkle and shine, 
now, forever,...

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The night has fallen, across thy kingdom.
The moon has risen, so do stars.
Yet there was light, from your quarter.
Forgive this foolish guard, for ask bluntly.
What troubles your mind, my fairest princesses?
Many time I passed by,...

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Maundy Thursday, we know clearly,
The Christ did say: "Remember me..."

The ritual tale of the Master,
Washed feet availed, fond kiss rendered.

How humble then, that sacred act
Of loving grand in precious pact.

The supper room where The Christ...

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wrapped innocence
I want  to  lie in this bed
bright red and glistening
 think for yourself 
chase tails of dogma
say no evil but show me rythmicly
all of your intentions 
and then run away
hide!
 tell it...

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in my nightmare the lights cut
asked a question of wether or not
we dream the realities we are destined and doomed to live
sweeping under the truth of this dirty rug
i ponder to myself
a soul to hold
what...

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In a dark and barren wasteland, in a black hole of time,
a lonely man that wanders - sorrow eating up his mind.
On his shoulder, troubles weigh, crushing down his soul;
a backpack filled with shattered dreams...

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