Long Countering Poems

I began reading Jane Anna Gordon's "Creolizing Political Theory"
from the back toward the front,
as usual,
because if I appreciate where this narrative journey will end,
then I probably will find we start off with similar questions 
of...

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MOVING FORWARD
REHAB
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Moving forward, my time at rehab. 

One door and corner at a time.
On time here at the door.
There, at the table. Eat or play. Group it.
Bracelets hold us together and drag us...

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I am given to you by Creator Himself
My Limbs long to grow straight and tall
Bathed in sunlight from above, paying homage
Fulfilling my God given task
From the dawn of creation, in the Holy Books I’m told
A...

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In the Work That Reconnects,
we have a dialogue exercise
in which Person A asks Person B
"Who are you?"
several times over a few minutes,
as it feels right to reprime this exploratory pump;
then person B does the same...

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For the moment I merely watched him
Running back and forth in his home
I am patient you see
I am full of time plenty
I am the sly one in the darkness and I am hungry

So I waited,...

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We owe it to our doctors 
 


We owe it to our doctors… 
The ones who took it to be part of Sun Pharma’s greater mission;
 
To prevent disease rather cure
Cure and control if that happens at all; 
Defying...

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Oh Contention civil liberties that I so mention 
enduring the cooperating social groups non-functional
 non-binary confused disrupted abused circumstance 
non-existent analytical disagreements freed 
my people in cage my people members 
who have developed organized patterns...

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Church is usually a noun
for a sanctuary becoming place

But, both church and sanctuary
are scripturally more about revolutionary verbs.

Countering capital-consumer culture
Churching
giving and receiving healthy cooperatively-owned sanctuary
are what good news faith communities do
to earn a reputation
for wealth...

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The cornerstone turned the corner
reading a map without
ever looking back
A nomad with knapsack in tow
sowed seeds without 
worrying if they'd
ever grow
For them it's just a show but
for me the latter 
none of the optics matter
while...

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(alternately titled random axe of violence)

I calculated an average 
of ~10.16.... deaths per year 
of mass school shootings since Columbine, 
a morbid benchmark where,

iGen / Gen Z 1995 - 2012 bore significant hit,
now students require...

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"'He,' whom speaks into existence those things which were not as though, they are...." ~
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Fables; to dream these seemingly impossible things!?

A compiling compound upon the pages of a lifes, forever tarnishing of stories....

Drinking this mixture...

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They laugh and roll their eyes when I
stand up for heroic western types,
for pulp-adventure, and old-school action,
they say this shouldn’t bring satisfaction.
With a haughty air they claim it’s cheap,
‘mere entertainment,’ and nothing deep.
As if popcorn...

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Walking this path.
Once populous,
Now desolate
Ambushed!
An unspeakable ambush
Now you're travailing
Just inhaling and exhaling
Breathing!
The precious breath of life
Spiritual bombs are colluded 
Progression and motion momentarily occluded
Building a fortress amid blasts
Days and nights of praying and long fasts...

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For most of his 
Bumming around days
He was lost 
In dead end jobs
Once in the gym
He became a silhouette of youth
Weaving like a cobra
Slipping
Countering
Learning how to hook
Footwork and poise
A moving target
Possessing  speed
And brutal power
Waiting
To...

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Good Enough

Cry Ugly’s shame lost its power.

I took back my power… no longer relying on external validation of my worth…

Unflinching reflection revealed that cry ugly's self-imposed shame was bone deep regret…

I am the only one...

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They spread across the table
to sway injuries of oak stained smothers, 
Just as though my values in obscure realities, 
comfortable by the sound of thrashing drums, 
the acoustic vigilant in the distance... 

The spread carried...

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The Battle, The Victory, The Light

I remember you, great destroyer of heart
emerging from darkness to hatefully start
Battles taken to wing and skyward bound
pain, death and sorrow so, so easily found!

No praise ever adorns your so...

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so we argued in the hallway said some trivial words to spite you
countering the lies told by you and your lovers web of decite
to say what you were doing on the night we concived of...

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You say your room is a confinement 
where you’re forced to have tea parties with your greatest enemy; your thoughts 
But looking through your window from the overgrown path,
You room looks like a palace to...

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With a roof over your head,
A key to your door
Fire in the grate
Clippie rugs on the floor
The countryside to roam
A dog by his side
A boy may be poor but
He’s still got h!is pride.

Another spring approaches...

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It took me years of training
to move my legs like this,
gliding over the granular
on long feet with curved width,
to make my legs flail left and right,
my upper half stock-still,
balancing and countering
so I won’t take a...

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Shades of Awakening

Cool of the moon dampened the heat of the sun.
Corals of sleep invigorate the restful one. 

Falling awake on this crystal clear morn,
Into cerulean, my soul is born.

Naked and relaxed, aquamarine inspired,
Freedom of...

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Emergence

Out of darkness and ice
Freezing mountain caverns held tight
Elemental crystals bound up light
No running water or cool stream's breathe
Planet was barren, sea water still

Starlight broke through, as galaxies changed
It was just me and you
Potential and...

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What I am doing is not 
blind idealism as you call it.
It’s a just cause for my homeland. 
It is a fight for the sake of those I love: 
my children, grandchildren, parents, siblings
neighbours, my...

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We had gathered 'round the radio, to listen to the fight
 A dispute ensued, punches thrown, a bloody fight

 Cigarette butts strewn across the floor, some stained in lipstick- red
A broken ashtray by the door...

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