Long Boating Poems

Human history is difficult;
hard pressed,
discovering
and rediscovering,
connecting
and reconnecting feelings
about therapeutic needs
and sacred wants
for trauma-prevention peace
trust
joy

Through co-empathic singing passions
which may,
too often, 
feel stressful

Irritating
depressing
stormy
before unconditional win/win regard
for Self AND Other
reconnect,

Like EgoTheistic re-ligion
and EcoMatrimonial
indigenously multicultural
ecowomanist wisdom

Of Ego/EarthTribe mutual MeWe...

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?Writing poetry, to me is like a form of catharsis. You are exposing all of your feelings and letting it all hang out. We often are exhibiting extrovert tendencies to cover up our introvert ones....

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Taming a tropical topical tree? Taking a trunk? Telling a tailor? Traversing a tale? Many ideas. Much like the ideological dramas of a beach front. Wavelength of winds. Movements if the tides. Coconuts can jump...

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My first ten years (or childhood), I'd say were pretty great.
although my confidence could easily deflate.
To be a teen - For this I could not wait!
I wanted a nice boyfriend and loved that first big...

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Weary weapons wearing writhing works wonderfully wreathed wigs...... Oh wow how magnificent the yellow radiance of a piece of straw. Leaning bending learning. Admire nit a wisdom curl if a pitch of ball. Throw away...

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I had always loved being near deep-sea water, and I was never too far away,
As the beauty of fresher tomorrow, is but mystic hours from prevalent today.

I enjoyed swimming and boating and surfing, and even...

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Stone-People, Hearts As Cold As Frozen Stones


Stone-people, hard dried in their vanity
all around they lay- with their dead talking
Delight in mere tinges of sanity
closing rock-hard blind eyes when they slow-squawk!

Stone-people, every realm's black pot has...

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He saw a girl wearing only one shoe,
and drew the other one from his pocket,
tied it on her foot, and said to the girl,
“You have to run now, please, go on and get!”

She bolted off...

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At peace perhaps too much
a fine Spring rain
we seek news from the desert or capitol
of those who have dedicated their lives to losing their lives for us
adventurers, ancient honor, land runners
this campaign a must to...

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5/9/22

Let me change my toning
Skills mastered and others still honing
I am not droning
People to this day passed away from a stoning
Continually condoning
With no cease to cloning
It's become often and corroding
Occasionally exploding
All the while a struggle...

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As the sun sets
A hot wind like this
Does not belong in downtown Lansing
But here it is
Speed-boating down the Grand River grinning and wearing Ray-Bans

My wife and I
We hold down our pouncing bouncing patio table
At the...

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My wife is a hardheaded lady
So when she makes up her mind
Whatever it is that she wanted
Is just a matter of time

She wanted a family vacation
Everyone must make the scene
Including our kids and their families
We...

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posted--no swimming, strong under tows
no guard on duty

what kind of life is that, no swimming 
it’s my life and I don’t need a guard
I’m taking the sign down

He spotted a another sign, ‘no boating’
He had...

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Long nosed earthy bookworm knows 'bout Angler Saxon

Shell yours truly share hook line
and sinker, regarding how I nearly
fell prey to off fish shill
doom for umpteenth time?

Ya haint got no choice... to late,
cuz eyes already clicked...

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Dearest Cousin Madelyn,


Let’s sit in the rowboat, near the dawn’s verdant shore.
Where a squirrel sits under the Oak, that we once...so adored!


We can discuss music, or our fabulous families’activities.
Later, listen to jazz, Dave Brubeck, who...

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This is my blood and tears, and my original ideals,
My pain I share that can't even reach or convince my peers.
This is not just my heart but my life out in the open,
My words are...

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Wading the Meramac River near Jesse James’ Cavern with my son…
I espied an adventurer who in stature was so very small to us.
Before me was a snail using a leaf like a catamaran to sail...

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The whittled worries and fears shred my nerves like ants on glass, sparkling red. I notice and bow to the glitterati in their fine silks and cuts of cloth because they pay my wages; they...

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15 and searching for love
I don't know what I give
Like soaring on the wings of dove
I just want to find one to live
For them and only them
So I can feel complete
I want the epitome of...

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Repeal Day

In terms of holidays, it’s not in the same league as Christmas and New Year’s Day.  Still, anyone who enjoys a cold beer ought to raise a glass in honor of Repeal Day....

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Delightful Meaty, spicy
aroma's spilled into the air
from the red brick Building
and I felt sure that the People
boating, on the two blocks away,
Lake were sniffing the air.
Head tossed back In awe
of the wonderful smells.

"Jack's in the...

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Stef, born in New Zealand’s fine country, 
Moved to Canada aged 4 with her parents, 
Where she had a boating accident aged 9,
Which amputated her right foot for her life. 

She’s married to fellow Paralympian...

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Hatched from an egg, larva begins gathering around massive trees;
consuming enough leaves sufficient for morphing within chrysalis. 
Once this process is a success, reconfigured caterpillars nibble and wiggle their way out. 
Something extraordinary happens—
Atomic metamorphosis...

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I should have known when I saw the condition of my fingerfickerfly caster
The day fishing for cat fish on Magnifico Lake might turn into a disaster.
Hey! There’s a wrigglewormlipsmaker on my breaker, yelled the baker.
My...

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A vivarium is neither a plant or an epic entry. Instead of entry-level why not try a bulbous flow? Why? Why is a  savvy question asked by a curved arched triangle whose speech is...

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