Long Disenchanted Poems

Not to play any blame game,
in this our new co-evolutionary capacity
for LeftBrained Language CommunioNation
long become YangDominant associated
with monotheistic 'civilization',
aristocratic anthrosupremacism,
including Earth's newer colonizing history
of evolution by Orthodox Moral Elitism.

Processes of GodWord supremacy
became belligerently associated 
with...

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You've heard that self-unfulfilling prophecy?
"I love humanity--
it's just people I can't stand."

I love healthy humanity--
it's just uppity and/or snooty people I can't stand

I love cooperative humanity--
it's just overly-competitive individuals I can't stand.

Not so distant from,
I...

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I used to slit my arms open like I was peeling fruit—careful, slow, watching the skin give way like wet paper. The box cutter blade was dull, sticky from God knows what—maybe dried glue, maybe...

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UNCLE ELDON 


Now that I am old,  I see more clearly through my mind's eye, than I did in my youth, all those special people who played such a wonderful part in my life....

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This is how it starts
the decline of who we are, the decline of something more
the start of wars
Installed in us is confidence
confidence, a blessing or a curse
Without confidence we stand degraded, disenchanted, alone
while with too...

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Poem About Trump Poem

Are often things I may forget to mention
Some are both you and your opinion
And many things we have to decide
Not having anything we should hide.

Following poem I did have to prepare
This is...

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Starting way back
with sixteen hundred Scientific Revolutions
in math and physics
biology and ecology
climate chemistry and analogical theology
began transubstantiating dialects
Deductive/Seductive outside
Reductive/Retributive inside
nature of ZeroSoul selves
travelers on a ZeroZen MotherEarth Land
Great time-chain of enchanted/disenchanted Becoming.

Science brought home the...

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How does it feel to you
when presidents proclaim anthro-supremacy
exclusively made
in one universal God's
straight WesternWhite monotheistic 
over-Capitalized 
kleptocratic entitlement
for monopolistic winner 
to overtake all weak
poor in spirit
vulnerable
disempowered
marginalized
despised losers?

How might this have felt
comfortable and uncomfortable
across centuries of...

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Oliver was born in 2004 to an engineer father and a cashier mother. From a young age he loved to play sports and was an avid martial artist. At primary school he was an over-achiever,...

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When the past tears apart the courageous, leaving…
	Bloodstained bodies – trembling tears, silence,
		Nightmares, grief and no reassurance or relief,		
			In the distance, so much disbelief, where honor
				Wore its shimmering veil – stands a mirror,

Haunted by the...

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Never mind games tag you're it,
What's my true purpose here am I to be really cute and feared
My not name blaspheme and smeared
This unknown gospel to the center is it made clear
As I run and...

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Rampant and endemic police brutality... 
flourishes against United States citizens of color 
going on three years 
post George Floyd 
short lived heightened awareness
when #blacklivesmatter 
in conjunction with 1619 project
wrought upwelling of progressive surge
hinting at positive...

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To The Heart Of Viking Legends And Thor's Great Oath,
Part One, (In tribute to, the poem, "The Old Gods",
by Calvin Dill Wilson)


When the Olden Gods cast mortals aside
such was hopeless and part of divine Fate
Now...

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Bittersweet pyrrhic victory...

if a 2024 November presidential Biden win
pandemonium likely to occur, 
subsequently figurative tectonic upheaval  
might set United States in a tailspin.

Though discouraged, disenchanted,
disheartened, et cetera Democrat,
I intend to exercise enfranchisement
wherein human made...

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Milton was a person you couldn't help but like.
Almost every  time I wrote a Triolet
He'd stop by and visit and once said,
 "You know how I love the triolets!"
A gentle soul,  shared gentle...

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Sulamani P. Dukuly: 
I wake up every morning seeing things going wrong
I want to speak but I am voiceless
I always wish to help and put Mama Liberia first but yet am still voiceless
I lived in...

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Those spoken words that can't be taken back come back as incendiary 
attacks.  How many rough relationships must one go through before one 
finds smooth?  Is it me or you? Don't be fooled. We are...

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Torn and Tattered Wings

It’s not easy to have seen
All the darkness inside you
Places I have been
Sorrow and degrading
Thrusting their blades epithetize 
Hard into your heart

I look in your eyes
See the padded cells of your tears
Their...

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(alternately titled: Whew...
so glad I chose absentee/ mail-in ballot),
and agitate (poetically)
November presidential election
brings requisite equality.

Unforeseen (unprecedented)
stiff competition with protesters
crowdsourced within major
Pennsylvania metropolitan areas
necessitating president

to confront inconvenient truth
he (whom even
Voldemort would not name)
must trumpet forth progressive
unilateral...

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In the world of deep shadows and lights torn by time,
where every thought and inspiration twirls in the silence of the abyss,
the creative being, a unique entity from the fragile weave of humanity,
detaches from the...

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pushing aside last night's clutter
from the late night burst of creative energy 
open the blinds and let the warm light stream in 
select the perfect playlist and crack your knuckles 
time to go to work....
channeling...

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Put on a happy face
when I release taut fingers 
from your pallid cheeks.
Promises and empty lies 
are sported clichés
that spoil a silenced vocabulary.
A quieted understanding we've
vocally committed to;
barks a matted-jackal’s constitution -
perceiving morose consequences
of blind...

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Much of my life has been in the environs of church activities,
some of which found me in the presence of 'faith healing evangelists'.
I do not mean to be, but I tend to be a natural...

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Living .Dying In Real Time       8/1/12

Walking through the shadows where living images once resided an eerie feeling sweeps over those non believers, stoic.
Crying? Dying? Choices too few decisions not...

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TO CIARA: RULES FOR LOVING

			Little dark haired one, don’t fall
			for the first boy to give you attention
			or pay you a compliment. Don’t fall
			for the first boy who says he is
			‘the leader of a hundred men’;...

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