Long Blighting Poems

Once upon an evolving time
we were a great first nation,
or second nation,
depending on your historical perspective,
but definitely not a third nation
although some cooperative economists
thought we might be competing ourselves
in that over-invested and ego-inflationary direction.

This first...

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This little light of mine
I'm gonna let it shine

Wide and longing
for committed dialogue
not surrounded
by elitist debate,

Win/lose games,
Zero-sum asinine assumptions
requiring ego-infested shadows

Resisting win/win opportunities
of healthy
democratic dialogue

Between constituencies,
residents sufficiently humble
to become students together
and unschooled 
unprofessional parents
and not...

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In restorative justice programs,
victims of trauma establish facilitated goals for healing.
Victims are our first clients of solidarity.

But, our clients work on actively responding to punishing loss,
to violence,
violations of what could be,
and should have been, peace.

Peace...

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The SunGod of ReGenerative NOWtime
is not a jealous lover.
S/he is an omnipotently bilateral lover of integrity,
revolving spirals of Earth's multicultural confluence,
abundant divinely humane polyculturing climax landscapes 
co-arising lovely diversely healthy subclimates,
our promise and endowment 
for...

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As I stood before the porcelaneous basin,
And streamed into its already uric and xanthous-stained depths,
A stain, a sight and a liquid yet yellower and more urinary;
And as cloudiness, not of mind, but of that which...

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For the tearless beauty blue of eyes I
Could not but tell you where my strength lies. Black
Sheep of black paradise, I can’t defy
The seduction that promised what I lack
In my anomie state: your white breast...

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This is my sorrow, my voiceless sorrow.
A damnable mourning to my vulnerability.
A suffering of the heart, captive of thresholds the sins I watch.
Speak truth to soul, will of passion turns vexation.

The river, the hands of...

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Unspoken words hang in the stillness of unmindful space,
  like a touch never to be felt
    A sight never to be seen
      A curl of smoke...

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A Day At A Time.
.
Cast no smothering shadow of yesterday 
On an uncertain morrow
Nor cutting broken pieces
To tread upon
Hindering your progress
With trauma and anguished pain
Yesterdays troublesome burdens
Maybe too much a heavy load to carry
And will...

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How perfidious is it to hide,
not to be found and be recognized
for the values not revealed
but shamefully being cast aside? 
How deplorable is it to renounce existing,
refusing the crown of meekness,
a life of peaceful days,...

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I love my little hide a way, my own space to escape the troubles of the day.
yet an elbow and your arm can be out stretched.
four by six and built of bricks.
now patchwork wood lines...

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Lofty oracle did with ceremonious rite fealty ordain
Two eagles soared on fecund mountain terrain
As twin peaks, sipped frothy dew from Venus's fountain
For a fortnight, rapturous clouds danced o'er my satin mane
But euphoric heights could not...

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Twilight gleams as its last, satiating stream falls
Malingering shadows cast their tepid tent over the sun's fiery cauls
Shadows recede; an eerie awning o'er earth's tenants slowly crawls
Darkness's bleary shroud o'er earth's canopy sprawls
Jaded sojourners scurry...

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The only good chav is one swinging from a rope
Strung about his long skinny neck
Chocking the bastard to death slowly
Thus ending his petty little life once and for all
Doing us all a favour and stamping...

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In the swaying middle of a dangerous voyage
To climes of far sunnier look and ripening age, 
I often fight the doubts of a death-daring wreck;
Questioning the exact wisdom of my lonely trek. 

Not that I...

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Dormant aspirations lie in winter's fallow ground
Burgeoning freedom furrowed in shallow soil; sovereign elements do pound
Infertile seeds in barren hearths tightly wound
A cold wind from on high scourges each, desolate mound
A dreary drizzle from hovering,...

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She'd had her round in Life's blighting furnace,
Where stealthy wear and age blurred her face.
Dents shot where dreamy dimples had grown,
Lightning smiles usurped by involuntary frown.  

In her livelier turns by Midas' glowing shores,
She...

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Forecast
raise mast

Air mass
eat grass

Storm front 
bear brunt 

Blue skies
time flies 

Dark clouds 
dull  crowds

Wet spell
from hell

Sunshine 
divine 

Strong gust 
disgust 

Gale force 
morose 

Lightning 
blighting

Thunder
blunder  

Spring tide 
I cried 

Rainbow 
eye glow

Wide trough
chest...

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Loss without gain and pain within pain
circle as vultures, alighting
down on the soul like a virus of coal,
cancerous, feral and blighting.

White turns to black then metamorphs back
with a crazy molecular sweeping,
darkness holds sway at the...

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I go by myself walking
I hear myself talking;
Then as I deliberate
On the direction of fate
That leaves me so anxious
With illusions atrocious
Invading my privacy
With the blight of absurdity.
They come there unbidden
Like troubles forbidden;
Showing their faces
In my...

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My fingers feverishly racing over the keys,
Searching for the words…the right words
To express in verse my embattled pleas
On behalf of endangered animals and birds.

I was moved to adopt their cause of late
My fingers feverishly racing...

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Baptised in a torrent of sweet Trojan rain 
as an orchestra played geometric concertos, 
unbreachable walls yielded dazzling fascias, 
immortalised, spinning in saffron circles. 
Barbecue moons lay on grilles of blue stars, 
exorbitant diamonds, fabulous...

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Sparkling black eyes aglow with love's ember
Appending lashes; swabbed cinders caressing
Sleek dark hair rippling waves of splendor
Blue, silk ribbon her coiffed crown dressing
Ashen, pale face from decorous rim recessing
Elegant, powdered neck; regal grace extended
Carefully preened...

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Once upon a time, one of the most heartbreaking tales
ever told - Snow White will not wake up.   Forever,
her husband bruised, as if a true to life witch
threw him off Rapunzel’s tower, and...

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I saw a sundrop in a field,
a daffodil to be exact,
stand brave upon the snow-filled tract.

In blighting cold it would not yield;
long since its fellows disappeared
to that one spot it still adhered,

though flurries did the...

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