Long Communes Poems

Nature hunts health
to heal those and that hunted.

Spirit healths those and that haunted
by haunting those and that unhealed.

Human nature incarnates this universal search
of why and why not health, 
healing, 
nurturing confluent intimacy,
lover as content of...

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Dumbfounded in the raw,
nerves in neon.
Sin-New and bones quartered by time's animation-
Death re-imagined by the law of Thelema and Agenda 21.
Moments of truth corner you in alleys and avenues in the night.
As they are ritually...

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This adventure of faith commenced 
when the Saviour and Lord Jesus Christ 
personally introduced Himself to me;
and such encounter I can never forget.
With compassion, He reached my heart
illumined my mind with His truth, 
ransomed my...

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One thwarts the burn of troubled mires,
reserves Myself for My own lot.
The other bids I jump into the fire
and offer everything I’ve got.
One draws me up, the other down,
one draws me back, the other out,
one...

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He is an ant,nonentity and an entertainer,
He walks half naked in torn clothes,
dance openly in the market square
to music that is not there,
The crowd applaud with amusement.

He has no home
dump hill or underground tunnel serves...

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I believe that with faith in God, nothing is impossible.*
This anchors my dream certainly devoid of disillusion...
Full of hope, I pray for a miracle  
as the Lord favors according to His plan
or if He...

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DISTILLED JAMAICAN ANTHEM
Eternal Father Bless Our Land
we dare to move from plantation puppets to freedom
and we who had no voice to speak before must find
in ourselves a deeper than the echo of words design
bless o...

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I
Ayanda is a Zulu name (A to Z already), my daughter
Brindha is her aunt in KwaZulu-Natal, my "sister" - remember -
Calling cousins siblings is common among us (Tina's daughter, 
by marriage to my uncle Krish,...

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I might be a few years too late
As this has been decades in the making

But I'm going through with a commune
To give a few hippies something to do

So I wrote an ad, put it on...

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I know a very fine poet, a dear colleague, who’s so exquisitely talented and bright,
And has a superb facility with words and themes making all fit perfect and right;
She has an unrivaled mastery of the...

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O, who hath bewitched thee,
was it that crafty creature with the charming voice?
She with the shapely body of a cobra,
and a hooded head
And a tongue that spits venomous words
that ought not be heard
She poisons the...

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"In the absence of complication,
trials and tribulations become distant memories.
Above sapphire skies delight sanguine eyes -
inspiring forthcoming musings of the mind."*

Here am I blissfully triumphant
grateful to the sovereign God for life eternal
secured by His compassion’s...

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Speeding to progress height
my special son zooms toward zestful flight
driving with his wheel chair with delight
whirling from left to right
cheering us all aright…

Vanquishing spastic blight
which does not well excite
he communes with gestures’ might
conquering boredom’s fight
flying...

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She's set her mind free like fallen Autumn leaves
        Embracing mindfulness in the cool September air
            ...

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We're human beings- masters of this world;
what great accomplishments we have unfurled!
Between each other, we have kept our peace
most of the time- this virtue, we release.

And yet, so capable of causing death-
annihilating heartbeats, precious breath,
with...

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Crystal waters plumping the honeydews 
and cascading through amusement park ride.
As tourists engage in espionage
in Duckburg at Knottsbury farms.
As graves of self sufficiency,
Communes of bagged embalm.
"Do What Thou Wilt","Do No Harm".
Spirit cooking, charms I"m sure.
Missing...

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It's nine years in a row of continuous crisis
lost in the wilderness of a dry Oasis
on all long bones is the constant emphasis
for a condition which began as Tuberculosis.

The pain and discomfort, too much to...

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My youngest
of three AfricanAmerican adopted sons
has profound nonwhite
nonstraight
nonverbal cerebral palsy.

Profound
in at least not being privileged
or victimized
by internal LeftBrain dominance,
violent micro-aggressions,
zero-sum competitive thinking

Either positively True and Good
or negatively False and Bad,
laughable
or humorless

Sacred indigenous consciousness
feels more Right-Elder...

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Every day, the undercover soldier
Used to buy her big balloons
Red, blue, yellow, green, colourful and free
In those lazy afternoons

She let them fly with a smile on her face
Her laughter ringing around
He watched her do that...

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I dream of snowflakes
they are each identical
my mind is frozen

Two-years-old and contorted, monstrously white-eyed, bloody-lipped and snorting,
gasping for air, as in drowning, but there is no welcome, wishing-well's water. 
Do you seek the warm, languid...

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Marble hatched haven communes; helixicly hewn canvas' brushed within

Acidulous acrylics of adumbrated conjectual forms....

Spawn tipped dippings upon the collateral cliffs edging these, layaway hues?!

Deciphered shades in monochrome pitch pigments beneath the jaded jejunes

Manic manifestations, over-looking...

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Tapping on cymbals were seekers of peace.
while a young man will give up his life
in a far away land where the bombs don't cease
and there's just no escape from the strife.

Spit on in airports was...

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A constant charging and retreating,
leaving behind the soaking sand,
is the ever changing of the tide,
pushing the sea against the land.

And all along the changing shoreline,
Pacific Gulls glide on patrol,
seeking out the ocean bounties,
of washed up...

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Eden pedestalled
On burnished clouds of dawn
Is dew melted famished leaves.
Diamond visions
In our bright dreaming glory,
Bolt castle doors flaming grief.

That heaven is gone
We were too far gods to know;
We wear pearls now, frozen tears
Of soft sufferings.
It's...

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I write because my world revolves around it,
It pulls me to itself,
It’s ionic bonding.

I write because it’s a relief for me,
I overhaul myself,
My struggles and battles are let out.

I write because my muse opens its...

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