Long Deferred Poems

"Oak" 

The guardians
stood around and 
shook their heads

great thoughts 
quivering 
from the ground, roots up, 

as if to walk 
confidently 
with great armies

yet hesitation 
was witnessed
in their waving gestures

perplexed 
and touching 
green crowns, 

there they...

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Those who get,
get more widely.
Those who want,
want more deeply.

Normal slow-grown inter-religiously co-invested evolution 
is not survival of the wealthiest and strongest species,
but thrival of the deepest win/win fit 
with least panentheistic disruption required
within,
whether we speak...

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I'm fondly reminded of touring Europe our housing quarters and daycare i worked were under planned attacks blessing the attack meant for women and children would strike celebration of black September the attacked touched down...

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Recluse by dint of circumstance

Proud anonymous troglodytes 
forerunners of mine
confronted threats less horrific
than forty fifth commander in chief
of United States of America.

He/him (matted hair, ratty, scrawny, 
and tetchy ugly villain)   
scurried into dark...

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Today we hear Positive Psychology is hot.
To not agree is to be both negative,
and a snot;
too cognitively dissonant
arrogant
and dino-snore-a-lot.

When your loved one tells you,
for the thousandth time,
"You never listen to me"
you have been invited to...

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Amidst the chaos of chalk and dreams deferred,
We ask ourselves, where can we find the spark
In this labyrinth of rote and rigid words?
The burden we bear, a future stark

We've trudged through dusty classrooms, yearning
For wisdom...

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The Man…The Spirit

His name was Dr. Martin Luther King;
He was a peace-loving human being.

HIM

Preaching peace and love–
A mountain top of a man:- 
Martin Luther King.


THE HUMAN DOVE

He came bearing a dream for humanity
Teaching nonviolence, peace,...

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A former friend of mine
tricked me into becoming
something I am not

The volunteer President
of our condo association,
a position I clearly cannot afford
midst trifling disassociations.

We were starting our Autumn tradition
of arguing about next year's budget
which typically continues
until...

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I.

In the beginning was the Single Stroke Roll—
left-right, left-right, the primordial heartbeat
of existence itself, each alternation a binary choice
between being and non-being, the eternal paradiddle
of consciousness striking against the drumhead of reality.

Listen: the Buzz Roll...

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Do I want to only look at new ones,
never been used,
or is that a too restrictive market,
too competitively priced
for virginity of place and relationship on Earth?
And, is such redemptively-intended virginity
an asset or a deficit,
in which...

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* Bringing this gem back in the hope Becca Teagan sees it and returns. We wrote this together, a labor of love. The poem ends with a moral lesson that humanity still hasn't learned, sadly.

...

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In the depths of my wandering thoughts, I turn back to 1989,
A time of uninterrupted innocence, a veil of unknowing that covered my mind,
Floating in a sea of uncertainty, where understanding was but an echo,
For...

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Irrational exuberance at respite from reading...

(on a rainy May thirteenth
two thousand and twenty five)
as a balm against ennui
becoming engrossed, immersed,
and lost in space of orrery
regarding the universe created courtesy
Nora Roberts well crafted novel Montana Sky
perusing...

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A few decades ago
I learned a Master of Public Health v Pathology Administration
recognizes best opportunities emerge
by comprehensive mastery of private-public nonduality,
lovely sexsensory win/win political truths
shyly hiding within regenerative nature's polycultural 
economy performing GoldenRule
self-as-other co-facilitation 

my...

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Procrastinating 

(Verse 1)
What do you want to do
Are you waiting for someone to tell you
That you could do it
If that's what you waiting for 
Then screw it 
Look at the clock 
It just doesn't tick
It...

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KING DAY
(A Retrospective Perspective)

			     David said to Solomon his son, be
			strong and of good courage, and do 
			it: fear not, nor be dismayed: for the
			Lord God…will be with thee; he will
...

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Twilight, the frolicking hour of the nocturnal animals.
A curtain of gray melancholy slowly shuts out the sun.
There are two gentle remembering streaks across the sky,
Then all is dark.  The master artist knew what He...

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IN CELEBRATION OF BLACK HISTORY MONTH: 2025 
				
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Once again, it’s Black History Month; a time to celebrate
And commemorate Blacks and those many organizations
Which have,...

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IN CELEBRATION OF BLACK HISTORY MONTH: 2025 
				
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Once again, it’s Black History Month; a time to celebrate
And commemorate Blacks and those many organizations
Which have,...

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I see us
cowering within
our safety walls
of sterile
nonorganic comfort

I feel us,
almost smell us,
struggling
vacillating between pungent stink
of fear inside
and acrid
acidic anger
about life sucks outside

Emerging toward viral hate
directed against entitled Others
unwelcomed emoting immigrants
encroaching on our safe home space

It...

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Orion was the son of Neptune (EA). A handsome giant and a mighty hunter. Orion loved Merope, the daughter of Denopion, King of Chios, and sought her in marriage. He cleared the island of wild...

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Though all are blessed with eyes to see,
Eyes never lay sight upon the seer;
No retina perceives the seedling
beneath its iris.

Ocular nerves sense Occam-ented pictures
Of identity: portraits framed by
Ourselves, Us, and Others
- Whose eyes perceived whole
But...

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To Crush Mar a Lago Estate, and lower the Economic debt ceiling...

Now that DACA docked amidst 
marshy tidal outskirts of Poker flats 
(readied to be sunk) off shore 
(beach combing divers – ectoplasmic flotsam 
glorying...

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Homelands
Arabic poem by: Adel Said*
Translated into English by: 
Inaam Al-Hashimi (Gold_N_Silk)
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At the end of the line I stand
As should a professional homeless do
Exactly at the end of the line
Before the committee on homelands distribution 
Among...

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“Ok, I need to know, which do you prefer, a sunrise or a sunset?”
The question was odd, who was this guy?  Hadn't we just met?
I pretended to ponder on it carefully and tried to...

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