Long Conscription Poems

The problem of military reactions
to territorial control issues
is not merely that violence breeds further strategic development
of violence,
although this is no small,
nor amoral, 
concern.

This primal problem of militarism by historic default
is that it is an intrinsically...

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I was listening to a Christian theologian friend of mine
speaking about the Messiah's,
and St. Paul's,
original intention when singing praises of God's here/not-here Kingdom,
and potential as a multiculturally inclusive Church,
as a countercultural extending family,
creolizing out to...

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AND MANY THOUGHT WHAT ARE WE DOING HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE

Tell me child, what it was like so many years ago?
When as a young person you grew
In what we considered was times of uncertainty...

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I
The beggar outside the supermarket
You swore was picked up later
In a flashy car
Sat there in the sun for 8 hours
While you pissed & moaned
All the way home
To your bookless
Mausoleum 
With a chlorinated pool
Where one day...

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Woolen objects wrapped up in fine linen tucked away on a shelf bear the scars of age-old men lamenting in their years, while the sound of young men gets ready to join the conscription line...

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Although I'm childless by own hand
That's no crime as I understand
But parenthood I might restrict?
This world's not one that I'd inflict
Upon another soul by choice
So, in this cause, I raise my voice.

I do not judge...

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Shouting at their profit clouds

I have been on the left all my life
Our leaders war in Vietnam inspired me 
As a young man, facing conscription
Then Labor was elected and saved me from jail
Or killing people...

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In My New Year’s Resolution I Vow


I solemnly declare under oats on the libel to walk

N aked with only a bellow with fellow utopians 


M istletoe tattoos on my fingers criss-crossing in

Y onder to shepherd...

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Wisdom seems an oxymoron if implied there’s ‘State of Being,’
slight trace found where truth’s wildflowers flourish unrestrained by seasons.
Wisdom wears truth like a glove protects soft flesh from blister/callus.
Truth ‘is’ wisdom loves disguises, rainbow’s curves...

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…fighting for peace with guns is like bonking for virginity

it is a macho world but then women can be excellent killers

the barrel phallus washed from conscience dipped into blood

a thin membrane between defence and aggression...

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Judging a book by its cover

Sitting on the bus not knowing where to look,
Lady in the seat in front engrossed in her book
Woman in seat opposite glances then looks away
Upon realising that the book is...

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The marksmen took their position a century away from the target

The silhouette shape stood defenceless at the far end of the range

A clear sign of an alarmingly unequal contest in difficult times


Fred was unhappy with...

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I Smell Your Perfume On The Breeze
By Rick Rucker

I smell your perfume on the breeze,
When we’re apart, nothing can ease

My longing for You, most complete,
You are, by far, the one most sweet!

Although we text, and...

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On golden beach beneath blue sky,
                       With fishing nets beside the pier.
 ...

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If we are a breed of beings,

Species of like doings-

In the Milky Way

Why not be that today?

 

Have I turn a bat

Lost my light of the frat

Or a Braconid

To my kind?

 

Why the abrupt repellency

To...

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I joined of my own free will,
no conscription did force me,
for I do not apply.

For nearly two decades,
I did obey an inner calling,
one I carried since childhood.

I felt a desire to be a part of
the...

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Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 6

Should the State legitimate entity be
To make the use of force It generates valid
True father protects for life his progeny

Change helmsmen and change its personality
The State’s a will...

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In this life on planet earth
given our alloted seventy years here
anymore is considered a bonus
though our purpose is not always clear

we need to recognise that our life
here in this world is no mistake
the creator made...

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Chug-a-lug, Chug-a-lug – 
no matter the fly in our
President's mug, the bug in 
his thinking...my reflecting on
his ailing brain, and it's obvious
volume shrinking:

Those mindless, confusing rants, 
Bidden juices-up;  Psaki, drinking 
without blinking – regurgitating...

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Each of us is a warrior:
For earthly survival,
For the Lord of our soul.

What determines the time of service
For each individual warrior?
Conscription? Consumption?
Was this culprit a volunteer?

An honorable discharge
Is really all the old warrior seeks.
In the...

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Divinity lives beyond description
Alone, a weary heart cries from its pain
Desire eager for its conscription
Might truth and love turn this way again?

Sweet mysteries, this life, in dreams of thee
Yield fantasy's passion I dare to share
Walk...

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First Love

I love you
like 
the first time
I tasted peanut butter,
the first time 
someone
scratched my back.
I love you
like my first
pull on a Winston
dizzy with awe 
that such a thing
was legal.
I love you like 
the reflex
of pain
when...

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Is madness a gift
Can we use it to shift through life's rifts
Unbeknownst to the moment that lifts
Us to our highest yearnings that in time we'll witness it burning
Our favored moments to cinder within our lifetime...

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The coarse green fatigues 
etches away at me, cracking 
and burning my skin. 
The hands I once so warmly held 
are replaced with the cold sternness 
of pistol grips. 

Every shot of my gun whips
me...

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The coarse green fatigues 
etches away at me, cracking 
and burning my skin. 
The hands I once so warmly held 
are replaced with the cold sternness 
of pistol grips. 

Every shot of my gun whips
me...

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