Long Deconstructed Poems

Ghosts of the Sun Dance

1. The Path

A quest dating back through our history
Surpassing the flesh, a spiritual path
Human endurance, road to mystery
Dark trail winding through the gardens of wrath

It echoes through me, this deep ambition
Half...

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Godot has arrived
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern
Alive and well thanks!

...said the haiku poster
Crudely pasted to the fence
Who was too busy selling stolen goods
To notice he was a notice
Announcing a brand new play
A fusion of two classics

Waiting for...

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My daughter,
with Oppositionally Defiant Chaotic Disorder,
has taught me a role-play therapy,
in which we Both-And build a back-and-forth story,
she plays me,
more or less,
and I play her
Mulatta as I inductively feel her
in my RightBrain resonant positives 
and...

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November 13th, 2021 - Happy eighty sixth birthday
to my long deceased mom...
Harriet Harris née Kuritsky

My mother succumbed to a terminal illness
two score minus three orbitz passed away
no matter she fought tooth and nail
to keep ovarian/uterine...

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Community outdoor innovators
are challenged by premillennial lack
of potlatch cooperative investments
paid-forward
by ZeroZone invested WiseElders,

Limited by Space
for developing multifamily co-housing
with cooperative community organic gardens.

Limited by volunteer outdoor ego-eco therapeutic
Time.

Limited by competitive economic grid
and profile assumptions
for future WinLose...

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In times of a virus spreading its unruly truths I wonder why

	What matters most seems to be toilet paper

Loops and loops of the stuff and people care about their bum

Three ply of course because thin...

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Walls Make Bad Neighbours

‘All in all we are just bricks in the wall’ deconstructed by Pink Floyd
                  ...

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"The Deconstructed Lilith"




Decomposing from a past
left forgotten and buried 
under the weakness of the first man banished

from 
Her Forest,

She rests, bound in the arms of angst 
eternally suspended, 
invisible and unheard

gagged, Her spirit waits 
and...

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IV Foreign affairs

« Putin, I’m rootin to stop the shootin. »
« So am I ; about time you started too. »
« Started too! Me, I’m faster than you. »
« Not start too, you fool, but Start One, Start Two. »
« Start one, start two ? What...

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Africa does not belong to the West.
 Its raw materials do not belong to the West.
 The banana republics of French-speaking Africa do not belong to France.
 African immigration cannot be criminalized in the country...

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The mountains engulf and embrace me, 
Like the sun shining through a window, 
Pulverising the darkness and gloom, 
With hopefulness and truth, 
Making me aware of my possibilities, 
Not numerous but few -
Allowing me to...

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Oh beautiful Gypsy,
I see you there, in amber campfire mist.
On the banks of a crystalline pool, a bronze skinned lovely moving with intoxicating rhythm to the strum of guitars.
Sable eyes, gleaming with wanderlust, transfixed on...

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The sharp knife of simplicity 
cut a transverse incision through my scalp.
The hands of hope gutted out my psyche,
deconstructed my mind,
and organized it into a coherent tumor
that fills the gap once deep in my brain....

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forgot what I had set out to remember
when my deconstructed self
discovered there was no authentic anything
saw through it all every granule
how we became the unwitting tools
of smarter people who really weren't smart enough
concluding if this...

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Growing up in Ohio it was easy to find my Christmas spirit with the snow and cold within my reach…but after moving to Florida I wondered how I’d ever find my Christmas spirit in the...

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Absolute truth, both mystery… and paradox. 
“You make me wonder if you exist or not?”

The Greeks glimpsed you in circles and squares,
The medievals revered you in scriptures and prayers,
The moderns doubted you in facts and...

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I lay in your hands
like coins
jiggling before a
fountain toss.

“What is your worth?”
you ask.
Without asking.

You weigh up the risk;
mull me over in your mind.
Extrapolate the terms
for the term of usefulness.

“What is your worth?”
you ask.
Without asking.

Your eyes...

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Last night I slipped into an introspective dream
witness of a strange extracorporeal experience
the whole me deconstructed to its raw materials
Dead myself was found a bright day
and lay nude on a table counter
on a top floor...

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All you do 
All you say
All you write
In the jasmine garden
Is a frenzied drum
Bludgeoning me to dumb

Intensely numb
I feel
As I reel

Yes
As you come
Rising on tides
Passion overflowing
Deluge in the veins
In a hurricane
You dominate
You violate
You annihilate
My stability
My...

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The carcass hung suspended
in a numbed shadow of the mind,
no more an animal, a form
that once lived and drew a breath.
It was now transformed into nothing
more than meat. Headless,
hoofless, quartered and stripped 
of hide, what...

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The dream and the truth
I have told those who wanted to listen that once I swam
in the blue lake in Iceland and walked hand in hand 
with a blond Huldra to the dramatic waterfalls asking
to...

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Don't Call it Anything



So you write something and call it a poem.

Because its is free verse it could also be mistaken for a shopping list,
or a set of instructions for assembling a bookshelf, but you...

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Through the bumble bee roads, I drive
Fleeing the swarms of pissed off hives
That find me around almost every street light
Through the infinite paths of illuminated night

And the stray ghosts dial the floor for an unseen...

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Since the beggining of my journey people always been pushing ignorant views on me,
The evidence is always lacking but still insisting its the way it has to be,
Spend my time escaping to build a mind...

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The flaming heavens drip downwards to scold my rotten hairs. My boots are drenched in the tar that is overflowing my world. I might be drowning soon in my own confidential nonconformist reality. My blackened...

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