Long Binaries Poems

Date:  June  2051

Damian returned to buoyant activities 
Out to the front when he saw Ras Madan 
Approaching happily straight to
Damian. Damian was thinking 
"Waa well I just wanted the family 
That lived here."...

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Talk therapy
among braver angels
and curious devilish advocates,

Evolves natural contemplative thoughts
of healthy minds and bodies
felt sacredly neuro-systemic

Organic
dynamic systems
reconnecting sensory consciousness
and mindful sexual experience
with worldviews recombining
Liberal YangTruth and Conserving YintegralBeauty
in co-empathic compassion

Nonviolently hopeful
win/win bicameral intelligence
exploring why

And healthy...

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There remains,
among cherished riff-raff,
old trope
tropical wet and warm
reproducing images,

Sadly resilient
and madly resonant,

About organic holes
and tumescent poles,
full-flowering 
young
green feminists
of feckless zero-empty wombs,
glacier valley lows
merely reflecting
volcanic mountain peaks

1's and 0's
blushing co-binaries 
of upright monotheistic YangPower
never
ever yielding to...

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I watched “Breakfast at Tiffany’s” last night - we’re going to be reading Truman Capote’s book after the break and I wanted to start thinking about it. The movie rewrites Truman Capote’s story, turning it...

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Darkness coiled in the depths of the night.
Where shadows try to hide from your view.
The moon is a mirror reaching for the light.
Rattling on the doors grappling with the dew.

Cigarette rims on window ledges stub...

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Retirement from community development,
facilitating cooperative economic justice
in this post-millennial time of climate crisis,
feels like being put out to pasture
with the rest of us toothless and feckless horses

Stalking senior centers
and gated communities
to weather the fade-out storm
of...

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'Tis a parable of inseparable binary's
whose snowprints melted in silent tales.

Their bodies heat 'neath winter coats
that hides their Sunday's best white finaries.

Her pleasant hands sheathed in crispy ivory
that dainty fingers concealed last year's gems.

The storefront...

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.
A Bloodless Conquest Underway
Armies of the world have United
All the military in common greed
Power-  in Weapons  is Authority 
Baying for blood- quite outdated
Patriots - …They saved their land 
Their citizens. …Future of Children
Made...

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A poet like me
I start my days at the 11th hour.
I pray twice a day.
I take my coffee before my bath.
I write with my heart.

A poet like me.
I gossip, oh yeah,
I gossip with my note...

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I’m pinned by fingers of the stars
five digits pointing blame,
plucking strings of guilt’s guitar
the tune always the same.

Abominations I committed
suspect of sin before the act.
My vile vices all admitted
be they false or be they fact.

The...

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Take me to the summit muse and create 
in me, a fervor that no one can erase 
Let me make a crucible of gold and date 
what is everlasting and cannot be effaced

Spread the fire...

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Why pen, if just only is to be adored?
For just creating only poetry, ethereal and planetary?

We live on this earth, so beset with misdeeds.
Should a poet dare write of these, and be afraid of poor...

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