Long Compulsions Poems

EarthMama Invites

Without RightDaddy Dominance,
Left EcoMama
and Her still innocent suppressed Children,
share no opposing WinLose
assuming
internalized voices,
just anxious and angry
and fearful feelings
about LoseLose
ZeroZone,
ego and Earth
matriarchal-line 
extinguished.

Because all RightBrain feeling voices
and chemistries
are outside Sacred NatureSpirit
experientially
regeneratively 
cooperative
Patriarchal/Matriarchal Voices
secular and sacred...

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Colin is a cabby with a proper taxi cab
He drives for all the passengers an Uber didn’t grab
Which means he has a lot of time to kill most every day
And lots of evil folk to...

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I'm feeling some civil
democratic health
neglect

To re-member
monocultural anthropocentrism
is a mental health crisis

In our U.S. Win/Lose normative
miseducational systems,

In our anti-democratic
unhealthy parenting,
self caregiving,
uncare-receiving deformative win/lose
devolutionary anti-thesis

AntiMessianic
to prophecy ReGenerative Earth's unParadise demise,
ecologically degenerative
and theologically rationalized:

Earth isn't Heaven
as Nature isn't...

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Mine courtship and marriage with deadly obsession...

As September daze will soon arrive
recollections from a 
psychologically checkered  past
loom large recalling  
tragic storied days of mein kampf.

Circa early nineteen seventies:
As a mere slip of a...

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A Mutual Enemy
By Reg Rhodes



My friend and I have a dangerous and mutual enemy. It is called alcohol, and 
it is killing her. 

Masquerading as her best friend, the alcohol is cunning.  Repeatedly, it...

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I felt it – stirring, spontaneous repulsion,
the darkness
Recovering from the steel black holes
Eyes intent on raping the soul
Ravishing the vulnerable,
Violating the hope, the wonder.

He was younger than me, 
with teeth black from decay – black
Like...

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I need to talk about addictions,
about my addiction issues,
and maybe yours.

Addiction gets a deserved bad rap
but that doesn't mean we have no more
than mean-spirited possibilities.

Our first addiction,
and, for the lucky ones,
the functional extended multigenerational
multicultural families
and...

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Mine courtship with deadly obsession(s)
still indelibly scored within 
windmills of my mind
this July 22nd, 2020.

Imagine yours truly post pubescence
(no matter ye never met me)
all that life in front of me
argh... precious time squandered
abustle with rattle...

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Oceans and Winds

I have an obsequious unnatural inclination
To sustain my external compulsions 
And convert them to a pre-text of a sub-text
Of instantaneous conclusions
Bi-Partisan confusions, melted humans and rheuminations
We seem to be caught up in the...

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Learn to heed the warning
of queer and ominous tale
the weird of Solomon Crowley 
his madness and long bewail

Once deemed as prominent prince 
sullen noble becomes fallen wanderer
deepest rages drive burning thirst
the burden of daily desire

so...

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the list that was a fist
a) it is possible
b) it is inevitable
chained to a million pleasures
an astonishing compendium of compulsions
honed bright with a fool's ardor
the kind you'd wish for in a movie script
undulating at the...

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Poet’s Note: One of the last strong-holds of joint-family system, India, is breaking up. Old-parents, all-alone in lonely homes, have become a common sight. This poem depicts the fate of one such lonely mother....

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Insatiable thirst and hunger
A bottomless materialistic pit
Always something for nothing
Prop your feet up; you’re the shit

Narcissist lazy behavior
Spoiled childish attitude
Snowflakes; everybody’s a winner
Except for people like me and you

They want it all
Dedicated to useless social...

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In the depths of the mind's vast terrain,
Where shadows dance and thoughts abstain,
Lies a realm unseen, yet so profound,
Where mental illness's whispers resound.

Anxiety, a relentless beast,
Claws of worry, never released,
It wraps around the soul's fragile...

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Nothing was ever going to displace my obsession for painting in my mind.
A joyfulness I had never experienced before entered my soul realm when
I finished my first giant canvas, a mere week after my 9-year-old...

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“Can you feel the soul of an abandoned house,
 can you hear the whispering? " 
                   ...

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wheel ding utmost pro lix: 
   scrum compulsions won 
despite feeling dog tired, (like a ton
of bricks weighed me down) 

   while seduced by the sun 
solar radiation from the sky...

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As I stand before this old, dilapidated house,
A structure fast decaying and about to crumble, 
With its walls painted grey and white,
And the plaster bearing cracks and marks,
Memories leap out,
From the moss-grown crevices of my...

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It started with a single thread,
something, someone once had said
something, for which I still felt dread
something, that I'd long thought dead

This thing, that would not leave my mind,
this thing, so mirthless and unkind
a mote in...

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For us carnal knowledge with intimacies removed
Impressions of beauty are shown without love
Of the importance inside of the heart
A lack of substance right from the start.

The want of a need or the need of a...

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Old habits die hard, 
I guess at the end of the day,
I'll never truly understand why,
why he is this way.

The psychology behind it,
my theories are pretty sound,
but the actual act of what he does,
when he...

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All those darn highs and lows, 
all the forwards, backwards, ups and downs-
Of my mania I just couldn’t let go, 
I found it to be an elated sensation
of monumental jubilation.
Then came the dreaded frowns, 
leaving...

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Malevolent imploded uncontrollably, 
  twisting wildly maniacal posies
   amid diabolically toasted brainstem, 
angst uncompromisingly yanked tresses 
  purging stinging speech patterned rhymes
 amuck iniquitous poetic verses hung
    ...

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Each day, the inevitable draws closer 
Our time is measured by the number of days and nights
How we’ve chose to live in each of those moments
Has become the summation; the totality of our lives
 
Many...

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A dream. To lie upon the moist ground. 
And to feel. What planets feel. 
A vision. I lie to everyone who speaks. 
Just to know. What u must know. 
She's got a fate that reminds...

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