Long Contingent on(p) Poems

I'd like to apply for a permit
for a protest march
on the Washington Mall.

Lovely idea.
But, we're only issuing Mall permits
for Song and Dance Events.

I think this might be a violation of my Rights
to Free Speech.

I see...

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“ANTE BELLUM”


BEIGEBest served where it can’t be seen
On Stirling Silver platters
With redruM narcotics
Delivered by sharp Blood-Red
Well-mannered talons
Strutting in sleek wet rolling tight-skirted
Long French Silk Stockinged legs all the way down to 
Lethal Six Inch stilettos...

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I crept into the pit of hell all alone. Contingent upon my lifestyle I knew this could be my last day alive…

She haunted me in my dreams. She terrorized me in the sunlight but through...

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Considering how many times I set out to pen a small,
Master piece of art, a gem that might underwrite,
The utter liability of being just that stamp,
Or tramp, or whatever other denomination one might reliably take...

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SAD Seasonally Affective Disorder

Some are prone to depression in winter when days get shorter when
less light enters the brain through the eyes and thoughts become darker

I am also affected and when news gets explosive when...

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We all began somewhere
not our own
and not on our own.

All life began somewhere
within Earth's regenerative systems
not our own,
as did Earth
Her EcoSelf.

No one is autonomously entitled
to sustained ego-awareness,
much less self-promoting narcissism.

Earth began someplace
beyond His/Her own north...

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If I died today March 2nd, 2020...?

No matter unfulfilled dreams never came true,
nevertheless yours truly doth gladly bid adieu,
where repurposed afterlife (mine) atomic brew
reconfigured, reconstituted, and reconsolidated
out maws of madness, no matter any blues clue
(yea...

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***Richard Dawkins is a leading scientific-atheist who claims
that the universe was created from 'nothing'; he also snubs
belief in God and is an activist against spirituality and religion.
This man is funded and hired by the NWO...

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When I looked in to her eyes,
In it I saw a prospect of a paradise.
A paradise whose entry was not 
contingent on my righteousness.
My days of startling agony, still battled my
hope of finding true love.
Like...

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‘can’t change your family but you are free to choose your friends’

Michael’s brother is demented and only remembers the distant past

his parents are long dead they died in a car crash at illegitimate speed

every now...

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I sing of the afternoon of life, 
Of beaches shifting in such tiny ways;
Throes of death is what they are,
Under the light of a softly dying star,
When eyes full of wonder and hope 
Stare into...

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I sit here 
In a place where I have no fear 
Will there be another score? 
Does the crowd want more? 
Chelsea is on top 
While Arsenal should not want to stop 
The cheery contingent...

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Let’s be honest, I’m not that honest.
Be honest, 
Just this once.
Forget all the dilutions of grandeur,
The noise.
Eat it so hard in the teeth that your mouth has a voice.
Unclench your tongue just long enough to...

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You were born in Clermont, Queensland on December, twenty-four, 
Away back circa eighteen sevn'ty-two. 
Edward Jones now had a fifth child, whom his dear wife Anna bore, 
Their second son and both were proud of...

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"Resist the devil and he shall flee from you." James 4:7-12***

Part of the Lord's prayer reads," And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil: for thine is the kingdom and the power, and...

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(Dedication: For Tiaua M Ioane)
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Here on this earth each soul must walk
From time of birth until death stalks.


Each day hurls forth with stress and strain
As we go north and face each pain.


No matter how or...

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In the rugged mountain passes
Of the western Carolinas,
Just west of Hendersonville and east of Kentucky, USA,
In the land of the foothills and steep valleys down,
Exists a remote land forgotten in time.

Steeped in country legends, handed...

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Delicately WEAK she knew not of happy days, 
          dramatically tweaked she had broken ways-
Inside her coma she lost all her sane light,
hiding, her innocence paid...

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us humans
“groping in the darkness,”
we pleasure ourselves,
we pleasure each other &
we do this not in the name of your “god.”

we abide not in the name of the impending horror that you try &
spread,
we take no...

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Beneath the everyday attire, the spirit falls ill, dormant,
In the monotony that seems an eternity of silver smoke, contingent.
Boredom weaves its fabric between walls of flesh, walking dead,
Many beings live this pseudo-existence, in slumbering cages.

They...

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*Image of Between Doors by Hope.

As Shadows Mend

A lingering bravura form ... dawn midst twilight's brilliance,
It sprung a length of an unscathed course -- accidentally,
The mute vim snugly stamped unfilled, credulous of malice,
Flightiness stemmed from...

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It was after chores were done near the end of day.
In the fading light, the cowpoke rode away.
The ranch was far away as his horse rode up the hill.
A gust of strong wind came from...

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Just A Thin Blue Ribbon
Sponsor: Rita A. Simmonds


It’s not just a globe…

The atmosphere’s wonder is held within a deep creation,
   with natural lands made out of nickel, iron and clay,
   ...

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A bent knee ...

Cloaked in black nylon, a briny drop from
The smooth cheek, contingent baptism
For a closed hand, it's precious cargo,

Now consecrated by circumstance and
Fate, moments before this it was but
The root-stuff of weeds and...

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I had her life in my grip.
Locked hand to hand through the tension.
Weightless like air, high in suspension.
I refused to relinquish my grasp.
For I couldn't stand to watch her plunder
into the depths of the terrain.
Nor...

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