Long Discomforting Poems

I grew up with rural Michigan white red-neck evangelical root systems.
These did not always feed my multicultural self/other liberation of the GLBTQ subclimatic root system
for regeneratively healthy instincts,
yet I learned to survive within this fundamentalist-alien-straight...

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The invaluable dream you had in mind
Yesterday, you said you would take steps on achieving it tomorrow,
Yesterday's tomorrow has come today, so you still postpone it to tomorrow.
When will you stop procrastinating!
What is the connection...

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The invaluable dream you had in mind
Yesterday, you said you would take steps on achieving it tomorrow,
Yesterday's tomorrow has come today, so you still postpone it to tomorrow.
When will you stop procrastinating!
What is the connection...

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This story remains unfinished
as do all the best tales told.
Yet I must warn you
it has a happy healthy ending,
not dystopian,
although not a finished
political wealth utopia, 
Ever After LoveLife;
warm accompaniment
trusted energy of democracy

Where this power story...

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Once upon a ZeroTime
we suffered great terror and loss.

People,
animals,
and plants
refused to speak kindly with each other
because of a Big Bad Wolf
named Ms. Climatic Change 
by her delightfully demented transparents.

Most all credible scientists in that day
were...

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Our UU ecofeminist minister
was verbally accosted one Sunday morning
after celebrating multicultural peace
and respect 
and integrity
sufficient to restore private ego- and public eco-justice.

This was far too much to take in,
to peacefully and holistically rake in,
for a...

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Climate change
does nearly
but not neatly cover up
discomforting complexities
of losing polyculturally rich ecosystems
like transportive air and water
and sacred communion
of sovereign feasting nations

Not really dealing with unresolved issues
like economic boundary chaos

Between each of four regenerative
and degenerative
annual cycling...

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He, She, they, them, their or choices .
I wonder if your world is round or maybe not because probably your mind is cubical , you are a dice, it is as similar as the dice...

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I felt jealousy tonight with my might -
Where have my love been?
I have my hours when I get excited and then so low...
But, I'm not a coward, but oh so bold
I'm sorry for my episodes...
I...

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Today a white dove flew across a dimming sun.
As it gently descends below the horizon
I gazed down below from my Apartment.
And I see people up and about their businesses.
Only a few months earlier, 
The space...

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Behold the abominable annals of the Storm domicile,
A living, groaning edifice of lumber and bureaucratic despair—
Where Allen Storm, the paternal prodigal of procedural pedantry,
Treads upon its creaking floors with the rigor of a misfiled memo,
And...

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Into our peace they plunge unexpected
Arresting our innocence battered black and blue
Inspirations flying through our mental track like punches
Our clustered brain box an oilrig outburst
Beyond and into the future have we projected
The road seems to...

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So many times by my husband I have been told
that I do too much all at once,
But little does he know
that if not by me the job just would not get done.
No matter how sick...

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So many times by my husband I have been told
that I do too much all at once,
But little does he know
that if not by me the job just would not get done.
No matter how sick...

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A most remarkable parish spire! and, widely acknowledged as 
Just such...constantly commented upon being seen for the 
Very first time.
Pressed into the church's soft sandstone walls, the shallow
Indentations from ball and shot left over from...

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In order to form these words,
you must start by being unsure.
from comforting warmth, to a artic discomfort
switching to fire and ice again.
Temperature like a predator
in the Sahara desert dusk.

Sit on your porch at dusk, 
watch...

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like a hinge of an old door
rusty and lacking of midnight oil
I am left speechless
unable to decipher the writing on the wall

it wails accuses belittles 
mocks groans teases and admonishes
from cracks unable to hold its...

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I rue chances missed and days spent
Prevaricating whether to break the ice
Hold back, keep a low profile with my back bent
In a vow to sprinkle no more spice

In moves and grooves meant to cosset pride
Keeping...

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catalyse of chalk
 circles sooted box, reveals
  the vortex inside
   stakes open her eyes
     pries into her private life

      draws blood with madness
...

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Forward Motion

I have discovered
that there are two sides to myself:
one side good and the other bad,
with each contradicting the other
as to which way to proceed in life.
I straddle a split in the path
and face my...

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I know you're tired. 
Inhale. Hold. Exhale.
Are you breathing? 
Good. 
Now think. No no, not about them. Think. You're the only one that matters now. It's just us. Just me. Just you. It doesn't matter...

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Glutted left-brain information media
actively hope to understand

Why does emotional intelligence
speak to egocentric concerns
of mortality and discomforting toxic defeat,
loss and difficult win/lose everyday choices
in a calming voice for unself-conscious contentment?

What is this ZeroSoul content of contentment
to...

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CoArise each remembered
and imagined moment.

CoArise each bilateral inhaled
and exhaled breath.

CoArise each bicamerally conscious heart's light
and dark desire.

CoArise each win/lose work
and win/win play agenda.

CoArise each transactional commission 
and transparent omission.

CoArise each binomial relationship 
of positive value...

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In his relationship he dealt with too much drama
It gave him chest trauma 
In his right upper chamber
A squeezing feeling it felt danger
Causing the inborn electrical conduction system
It went haywire because of the diastolic was...

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They doubted her, once again
Interrogating whether eyes are the most loyal creation alive? 
Or it's just the exaggeration to bring the dead to life
A bit puzzled & hustled she became this time, 
Asserting the question...

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