Long Bifurcated Poems

The pencil now resting the image was 'testing' for the creature before him, (his badly-drawn drawin') had come out 'not right' somewhat twisted and tight.

The picture in question, it burst with suggestion, for lines that...

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Self destructive wickedness arrested, convicted, and gaoled...

with kidnapping little boy 
ordered to suffer
life sentence without parole.

The deadly scourge of  
one obsessive/compulsive disorder
nearly left me starving to death.

Anorexia nervosa absent bulimia 
nadir of onset 
diagnoses...

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I was interviewing ecotherapeutic health workers
and ran into one from the Conceptualist School
of Positive Psychology.

While this sounded quite abstractly wonderful,
I asked her for the elevator version.

"Ceptual" derives from "septum",
a (0)-centric bilateral neurosystemic boundary platform
for "conceptual"...

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Mine psyche riddled with dybbuk
Thru emerging adulthood awareness awoke
within noggin of average baby boomer bloke
catastrophization toward risk taking I evoke
positive growth experiences throughout vast
number of orbitz around sun never kickstarted,
nor linkedin with potential livingsocial folk,
thus...

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Mine psyche riddled with dybbuk

Thru emerging adulthood awareness awoke
within noggin of average baby boomer bloke
catastrophization toward risk taking I evoke
positive growth experiences throughout vast
number of orbitz around sun never kickstarted,
nor linkedin with potential livingsocial folk,
thus...

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I am a tempest of words, aching to burst forth.
(Years of structured lessons simmer beneath my skin.)

The most important thing is that I'm drowning in metaphors. 
Being a poet shapes reality, and twists what you...

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Mine psyche riddled with dybbuk - haint no joke

Thru emerging adulthood awareness awoke
within noggin of average baby boomer bloke
catastrophization toward risk taking I evoke
positive growth experiences throughout vast
number of orbitz around sun never kickstarted
nor linkedin...

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because it  burns  you
you don't like the sun
and the shadow doesn't buy a story,
It knows its edges and the milky ways,
attached to a leaf tail
chlorophyll counts its rays,
sucks energy from its light,
- we...

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crushed at rock bottom he gathered the fragments of descent

slow motion agony that started at a plateau of deluded deceit

free falling sadness spiraling out of control beyond fast repair


the black dog on his shoulder had...

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OK, mindful class,
past time to reopen our nurturing nests,
our nutritional mouths
and good-natured ears
and fertile reverse reserves
of not Lose/Lose
EarthMother Health-Wealth Care.

First,
we define our variables,
bilaterally co-arising
recreating
bipartisan dipolarities

Depolarizing
bipolar competing aggravations
replacing Old School co-gravitations
cooperative structured spatial out-forms (x-Yang)
and compassionate...

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Fresh home from therapy,
     and resonate with zeal
tush air cerebral cogs a turn'n
     analogous to and pinion wheel

hence attempt made to bare soul,
    ...

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the god particle concedes to a universal mass
as predictably, it announces its presence
taking the holy sacrament from under its glass
beliefs from before so consigned obsolescence

we now think we know - no...really, we do
how the universe...

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Every ringside observer knows,
Truth don’t pull no punches
Getting down dirty in the earthy trenches,
reveal who the real
firmament workers are

When a pile of brown waste
is coming out of
somebody’s backdoor mouth
Don’t let ‘em try to shovel
those swarm...

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Written: September 24, 2023  
Apple Picking Poetry Contest           Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori   
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In a farm adorned with autumn's grace,
Where saffron sunbeams...

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In the veils of dusk, where whispers merge with shadows,
My dear lover, do not seek a soul like mine.
Seek someone more radiant, or a spirit akin to yours,
But not someone who bears the unseen shadows...

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He loves being incorrect,
politically and otherwise
He revels in how bad he disrespects
anybody who don’t agree with him
His supporters staunchly defend
all of his boorish behavior
His critics call those supporters,
his crutch enablers,
who don’t have a leg to...

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Black women in America,
let the sterile tabulating machine 
tally your vociferous views
Loud women pridefully possessing 
the highest voting demographics in the amber land
Have your passions changed America’s
cruel grain racial oppression ... 
Are your males still...

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Just as eating too much cake 
will give you a bellyache,
genuine con is always real fake

An artful eye can chiseler tell
if Mona Lisa’s smile ain’t original
Forged truth ring alarm bells,
imitation lip-sync is the trip signal

Ducky...

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To read or watch movies, that is the question.
When tired at workday's end, depressed about death's
certainty and my recent surgery
unable to contribute purpose
i.e., figure out whether to bomb Iran
or worship Krshna
and other gods such as...

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The Ghost Soul

I’ve always been a ghost soul
Existence is my lot,
What you call life is simply pain,
And love, I know it not.

Life’s boundaries are lingering
My train it never comes,
And hope to me a paltry gift...

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killer (suicide) wrought living corpse 
fruition, while she whipped various 
nutritious concoctions in blender
to ensure minimal essentials to, I 

readily admit) famished body in con
junction with applying vital supple
mints into bony gluteus maximus, 
thru fuel...

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They hate me and you
without a cause
	Christian ... Muslim
	Hindu ... Jew,
they hate us all
Jiggaboos and wetbacks
Ragheads and trailer trash
Pejorative words of scorching enmity
coming out of their mouths with heated hostility
Pentagram heart ... soul of a...

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("Noh" is an ancient Japanese style of 
drama, broadly similar to Elizabethan
tragedy.  "The Wind in the Pines" is
my version of a well-known Noh play.)

1. The Buddhist Priest

This was the day of the White Crane....

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Frozen Ground

Everything differs on frozen ground,
Brittle stalagmites obscure green skywards,
Whilst all around damp is the sound,
That crunches the breakfast walk.

Semi-permanence becomes a mirror to our image,
Bifurcated bark life agonises brown skywards,
Its so easy to lose...

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I’ve recited this a trillion times 
now I utter one single word, 
but in code,

Not through amnesia or illness of any kind 
Moreover because I have become 
part demigod and part devil,

Nothing can be more...

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