Long Desecrate Poems

How dare you desecrate the Capitol with urine and feces!
Even filthy pigs refuse to defecate near their own dwelling place.
How dare you flaunt confederate flags, grim reminders of our bloody history, 
Alongside swastikas, hate symbols...

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Old Glory has Something He Wants to Say  
By – Roger White
The dawn’s first sunlight crests over the eastern horizon.  A midnight dark sky leisurely changes tinctures: blue becomes purple, bright azure and...

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Old misunderstandings of how Earth
and Her species
evolve,
regeneratively and degeneratively change,
sometimes in revolutionary expansive/implosive quick and great transitions,
but more traditionally in slow-grow emergent spacetime development,
are often summarized in secular capitalism's
Might Makes Fertile Right.

While this does capture...

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Years ago I wrote this poem to help me understand my god…
To get it straight inside my head…
as I watch what’s happening in God’s name today 
I think it’s time for me to remind myself...

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I’m going to reveal a fact about myself some of you may find odd…
It’s that I am not religious…but I do believe in God.

My God has given me a brain, a heart, a soul and...

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The forgotten god
 
Whose rage should burn hotter
than mine; melt the noon day sun,
dry up all thy rivers, scorch the earth, that
thy crops may burn to ashes before
thine eyes, and the heat from the
very earth...

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I'm not sure about this
entertainment
divorced from engagement
issue

But,
consider the following
a hypothesis,
a Thought Experiment
in the Indigenous MotherLand
and SacredWaters
of ecowomanist political theory,

Part of my own experience
betrays a rightwing bias
against superficial entertainment

And, by association, self-promoting entertainers
living out shuttered
and too...

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When you folks are producing
your vanilla missionary practice,
who plays your Yang strong predator perception
and who prefers Yin reflexible reception?

Do you politically
and/or economically
flip his/her ecofeminist flop?

I'm sorry
but I do not speak of physical flops
mental drops
mindbody cross-fertilizing...

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It is not patriotic
to desecrate a flag
or even denigrate a nationalistic anthem
celebrating a war-torn patriotic flag.

Yet is it even anti-patriotic
to refuse to bow to it,
the flag, that is,
to not stand with supremacist intentions
while singing about...

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"You are a part of me
I do not yet know"
claims interdependent Valarie Kaur

And I wonder,
Is she speaking to me?
Or rhetorically asking any stranger
except me,
already known
because I feel her same unitarian way
already grown

Ego/Eco-centering balanced
symmetrically integral
as a...

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We have gone to the Kruger Park, and are now back,
All roads there are paved,
But for adventure, you can drive along very doable
Sand roads, the crocodile river runs parallel to
These sand roads and if you...

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Sweet soul of chastise,
Cometh like a thief in the night, 
Seeking to vindicate 
The tainted name of the innocent.  

The dagger of reprisal,
Pouncing fiercer than the rationale 
To strike the hands that aggressed
The heart...

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Antagonism's stand up protagonist,

Her dark comedy
impatient inside AuntAgony declares
left out right in face of
a bi-culturally sublime
ProWithiGistic voice within,
if S/He only vulnerably dared
to risk her starkly impatient tissue issues:

I did not choose
to lose
deep dark masculinity

To no...

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A book of ancient wisdom inspired by the one who made all  things included these words of instruction to those choosing to wed.Let the marital bed be without defilement.
    Let us...

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so true, Truth is the daughter of time!

tell me yours, I tell you mine, 
Jews or Philistines, 
the reason for your exile to ancient Kemet/Egypt
or Aethiopia

was it not to escape persecution? 

"Get up, take the...

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The bats in the steeple were feeding on people
By sucking the blood splattered wood
That came from the coffin a vampire dropped off in
When he’d drunk all the blood that he could

Here in my basement, my...

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I knew my ancestry and my dad was a joiner,
But verged on disowning my mum for labour,
Not married in history yet throbbing with spark, 
Love, truth, kindness fibered the gelled dark.

A stunner - intelligent, muscular...

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Stepping Lightly

Watch how you walk, my Brothers -
You tread on Sacred Ground.
The Thousand Eyes of Justice
Are watching all around
 
You may think you go unnoticed
While you hear no other sound
But the fall of your own...

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Thanksgiving Day

      ~ pretty weird that it is necessary to have one day allocated during the year to give 
thanks to the harvest or anything else we might and should...

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Whispers of talent are carried on New England breezes
Dickinson, Hawthorne, and the Irvings’ son Washington
Though I sense a special connection to all of these
None inspired more than Edwin Arlington Robinson

Three Pulitzer Prizes were displayed on...

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Whether life or death coexist in us
Nothing changes the ability to change a fraction of this life itself
Nowhere is safe as they say
But into a cataclysm of this magnitude 
Might other intelligent aspects of life...

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I am an independent believer looking at another side of blinded endeavor feeling the pain what we inflict on others and ourselves.

I wonder why people can be so filled with hate and mask themselves from...

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... O altar, altar, thus saith the LORD:
Behold, a child shall be born unto the
house of David, Josiah by name; and 
upon thee shall he offer the priests of
the high places that burn incense upon
thee,...

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I didn't know 
Raindrops
Could taste like
Bad medicine,
Novocaine
Shot
The wrong way
Numbing
Everything 
Down to my
Fingertips-

In the
Inpatient
Care
They hide me
From
Myself,
Drugged up,
Those raindrops
Only heard,
Never touched
As if you can
Recognize
Pain from a
Distance
And learn to
Ignore the
Pitter patter of it,
Just background
Music
To a
Symphony
Of memories
I'm supposed to
Put...

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Water, water,  dear water, Mater Mare.
Where would I be without you, my wet, wet milieu?
Water is the medium that bathes my cells, my blood, my fluid within,
derived from the primordial ocean, aeons ago, still...

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