Long Disengagement Poems

Perhaps infertile
incomplete
unwashed memories
of elder v younger,
Goliath v David,
crusades v communion
critical, yet part of chronic, events
speak extended family disengagement truth
to powerful dirty laundry engagement failures.

That disclaimer said,
I have two incomplete conversations
in mind and heart
and what I...

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What if we live in and out
among and yet autonomously
with and sometimes against
LeftBrain dominant enculturation?

Colonization,
predation with ego-logical economic secular outcomes
too often predicting compromised long-term health
in exchange for conserving an evolutionary win/lose model
serving industriously degenerating corporate...

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Suzanne realized as quickly as she focused her bottled up angst upon this young woman that it
Was misplaced.Standing behind her son with hands on his square little shoulders Francis eyed her in concern.

How can I...

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"Gaslit" 
 
Truth they say
is sometimes 
stranger than fiction

Fiction they say 
is sometimes
the tonic to escape

Blue Pill?
Red Pill?

which one to take
before one considers
it is all too late

Faith they say
is belief without
proof

A leap for some
caught in...

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I was conversing with my son yesterday when I came to an awful realization...When we become adults, never again do we feel love for another person that isn't marred by other antonymous emotions. As...

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I am attending a party;
for which, I am the only guest.

It's my disengagement.
I celebrate the death
of my other soul
with poisoned punch.
My glass is raised high
casting bright red prisms of light
onto the empty dance floor and
onto...

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Sudden was the descent of poetry on me
I tottered under its weight
My body heated up like the sun
A frying egg yolk on the pan
My blood started burning…. burning
A strange madness crept across my senses
Intoxicated as...

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Am i clutching at cobwebs in the rain? 
Have i held on for too long?
Is this my very own Kubla khan conjured out of the depths of my faith? 
Or perhaps a promise born to...

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Since retirement
I have gradually become more disappointed
with watching
and listening
to performers,
to on-screen entertainments,
to emotional yet disembodied hypnosis,
to vicarious fascinations
now suspiciously corrupt

Performance watching
becomes a cheaply vacuous substitute
for real life engagement
in compassion with embodied hope;

Or even social disengagement
in...

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Sweet Mother..
You have brought me into
This world..
Sweet Mother
I took my first breath of life
You were there
As my teacher
You taught me well
Sweet Mother
Your love for me
Always..
I cried
You wiped my tears
My days filled with sadness
Your embrace of...

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You are a sustained landscape
one that changes only when you smile or frown,
        a fermata, an endless note
something akin to love strung-out,
pulled thin
until it vibrates at the same...

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Sudden was the descent of poetry on me
I tottered under its weight
My body heated up like the sun
A frying egg yolk on the pan
My blood started burning…. burning

A strange madness crept across my senses
Intoxicated as...

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She says she's fine with it

With social distancing

It's her normal defiant
absence of resonant integrity.

In fact,
thanks to the magic of World Wide Webs
she now has all day
to bask in messages she can choose
as resonant
and "bad" humored...

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Do you sense a difference
between ecstasy
and enchantment?

Ecstasy draws me out of my ego,
my body
my mind
my autonomous autumnal consciousness,
winter isolated awareness.

And enchantment?

Enchantment draws me in.
More of a seduction,
maybe even curious
invitation.

Ecstasy sounds louder,
bolder,
short-term climatic
and requires loss of...

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For gift of life indeed precious
Packed with love and care, so gracious
My heart exclaims blest gratitude…
Thanking God* for supplies’ magnitude.

Overwhelmed with guilt’s misery
Drowning in bitterness fury 
My heart seeks pardon’s certitude…
Expecting peaceful solitude.

Midst pain in...

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She is popular no doubt 
In the fray of every conversation
Interested in everyone’s story
Flitting around the room injecting optimism
Instilling hope
A sanguine personality with pizazz

I follow her as she work the room
Charisma on fire
Charming them like...

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I want to ask of my  family
I want to  plead to those who are near
Please don’t look straight through me
For I know that I’m still here

Acknowledge my  being
Let me know I...

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Don't slip through my fingers daughter of mine 
I've quilted the stars of heaven for you
and padded the moon with the gauze of the sun
Don't look back at the web that you have weaved 
only...

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