Long Disenchanting Poems

Where art thou anonymous benefactor...to offer me succor?

Ah... methinks legal tender 
could be a boon to help me bolster 
mein kampf with necessary material equipage,
which prospect to acquire essential 
commodities sabotaged 
at the altar of...

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He's been struggling with depression,
She said, so then have I.

It's our bad news
that competing depressions
breed more contagiously
than our cooperation feeds happiness.

Yet our good news grows:
Depression and positive impression
are equally contagious passions
pastimes
eruptions into changing flowstreams of...

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Poverty: 
Unusually limited access
to health,
nutritional poetry,
liturgical dance,
and positive-restorative energy resources--

The four WealthFaces of liberal love.

Poverty of Health derives from
and heads toward:
Win/Lose survival pressures,
crisis,
abscessed longing for peace revolutions,
NowTimed therapeutic resolutions,
HereSpaced restorations of democratic access
to healthy non-institutions.

Health/Pathology...

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To find enchanting integrity,
She transparently confronts her disenchantments
with present and past toxic flow,
disempowering absences of synergetic experience,
like rape and enslavement and aggressive commodification,
disharmonic songs
without time and space
for proper therapeutic dance,
desecrating liturgies of everyday.

Disenchantment
unveils what and...

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Thine distorted reflection rippled 
within rain maker's pool 
   upon a midnight clear
full moonlight sonata 
   flooded shallow abyss, 
cleaved fractal structures of silence 
reverberating deathly hallow from 'ere
to infinity, whence...

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So, like I said
awhile ago,
I'm reading until totally dead
"Systems Thinking for Social Change."

With four primal turning and returning seasons
of natural yet spiritual developments
between dusk of where we disenchantedly are,
and dawn of where we would become...

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What's the problem with homelessness,
other than the violence from which it comes
and toward which it further travels?

Why not ignore 
and grow tolerance
for the inevitability of caravans
of sojourners
on pilgrimage
toward mirages
of Uniting Promised Lands?

I have more immediately...

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To Husserl's phenomena,
enchanting and disenchanting
healthy and pathological
and all colors in-between,
We might remedially add relationships,
cooperative and competitive
and all hues and cries in-between

To play our LeftEgo with Right Sacred EcoTribe
DNA-enscribing
Wins for convex phenomena
and Wins for concave ecstatic...

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It is easy to see,
or difficult,
I might agree,
What Trumpian WhiteHouse competitions
for nationalistic power
teach us about more transparent cooperation
we might wisely hope for next.

Democratic rational ecopolitical restorations
for healing climates,
as ecologically green outside
as resilient  ultra-violet inside
MotherEarth's...

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Ecological relationships
evolved from effective theological inspirations,
maybe tree-logical aspirations,
and, eventually,
evolved away from defective theological lack of inspirations,
climate illogical fullness of secular sectarian desperation.

Theological recreative relationship,
humane/divine climate balancing holistic experience,
derives from ecological efficiency affluence
nurturing nutritional effluent communication...

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An errant breeze blew hair across my cheek
and suddenly my tears flowed as I recalled
how we once loved. A love which I still seek.
Is it my heart or my vanity that is appalled?

How I've struggled...

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Most effective teachers
are perpetually curious students.

Most accomplished chefs
have voracious appetites
for nutritional taste
and nurturing fragrance.

Most resilient lovers of here and now life
have known and felt hate and anger
for what they were and are not
what they could...

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It was something about the way she looked at me.
Just a deep look in her eyes that seemed to call me by my name.
A feeling of empty connection, and the longing for more.
I want to...

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MY WAY

I see reflections of my life, how I arrived
at this stage of my telling life, the phase I thrive.

Was a curious child with too many questions
that I kept to myself from my keen attention

for...

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Spinning leaves you disoriented.
Stumbling along with a smile.
You can leave this world.
Your visions blurred.
And, it feels uplifting.
The intoxication keeps you spinning.

You're hoping that it doesn't stop.
But, when the daze subsides
things come back into focus
like those...

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Any difference between feeling horrified, on one hand,
and disenchanted terrifying thoughts, on the other,
seem connected to punishing error and folly in others
unlike our self-righteous ego identities
trained to settle for a Win/Lose anti-communal
anti-trusting world.

Such disparities are...

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Where would my reason come from?
My purpose for rising at dawn – for risking my heart,
For giving a part of my smile, a part of my light…

Where would I go when I want to show?
My...

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The Hands of Time


The hands of time stand eerie still
Where hearts chamber a cagey chill,
And whispers warn of shadows deep
With eyes that strain as shower’s sweep,
The sands of time a formless fill.

Disenchanting dreams pave their...

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The opposite
of egocentric perpetrator
is ecofeminist victim

The opposite
of conservative perpetrators of Win/Lose retribution
are liberating wounds of WinWin absorption
enchanting green restorations by mindful day,
ultra-nonviolet by not not night.

Another way of thinking about my personal manifest destiny
and our...

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UNPLEASANT ONES

Money obligations:
 Parking tickets, mortgage, credit cards
All sorts of insurance: 
Life, car, house,  dental and health
Are overbearing and unmentionable 
Disenchanting, unpleasant ones
Crying out loud:  “Till death do us part”
Assets have corresponding dues
Unavoidable...

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How disheartening to realize our illusions
Were but naïve misconceptions about aging

People don’t necessarily become wiser with age
Many become bitterly selfish petty and vindictive

Blessed are those who age gracefully because 
It’s disenchanting to get hurt and...

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There's no doubt, by reason, my reason's in doubt
I stayed up all night 'til my demons came out

I let my indulgence seep into my skin
And, looked for Deception to hide my heart in

Yet, selling my...

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