Long Dissipation Poems

"The Calming of Her Storm"



My mother gave me solace
I fell into her deep hollows
to kiss the wisdom of her 
breath chanting quietly 
I still hear her 
nightingale birdsong caressing 
the soft fluttering 
of her tireless...

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The strong gust of wind was cut off from its source; a frigid early spring blast that swept across a lofty mountain range, high above British Columbia.

It then encircled one of the lesser peaks and...

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Just watching raindrops slapping leaves
is better than anything requiring electricity
including fame and posterity. Monday
morning I walk over to the art museum
stand before Homer. I'm imagining
life in ancient Greece, the land largely
deforested to build a navy,...

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This is a story about Freddie and Flo,
They lived in Baltimore a long time ago.
It might be called a May-September romance
And shows how love can blossom if it's given a chance.
Flo taught Sunday School, her...

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So take your rose colored glasses off
And see this battle for the withered tulip it really is
There is no leaving this town,
It's got the best heights to fall from 
And the best milestones to lose...

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This foggy sky
darkly and relentlessly rains
especially for an early May morning.

He is not prepared for darkness
seeping in from new-born leaves,
not yet full grown into this year's tree-lacing dress,
soaking in from saturated soil,
slurping into his complexly...

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It wasn’t that she was the only woman
in the group, that mingled precariously
beneath the bronze figure, or her classic
stance, when placing immaculately the
newsprint covered bottle to lips willingly
breached, but more her opulent style, her
contrast of...

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Please correct me if I do not accurately speak for you,
I would not misrepresent your fellow readers
and writers and breathers
and heart-beaters,
but I believe outcomes,
goals we most want 
our local and national and international political networks
to...

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Last night, in a dream of magnitude
the airport caught my footsteps in steel and tunneled walls
The lava buzz behind me filled me up with a certain impatience
and my sweet subconscious sifted through a thousand fired...

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don't even think about it
a bucket of motel ice in the face
proving the thing in itself does not exist
because he registered all the meanings all the time
with a nausea so profound 
the retching never ended
rearranging...

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In the wee hours of the night,
Long before the early morning light,
I heard words rumbling in my head, as I
Lay half asleep if not awake in my bed.
They felt like words of resistance being ...

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I don't know what you came to do 
But I came to praise the Lord
To proclaim His anointing spirit
And with Him to get on board
Jesus came to preach the Gospel
To spread the holy word of...

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Unfettered flying floats free of restraint,
free from radical or erratic containment
or even perceptual direction,
free of focus,
free to become most any conjecture of mind,
disembodied.

Yet also trapped in unboundaried integral potentialities
unwilling-unable to choose
to decay further into holistic-straining...

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Forgiveness of Sins / God's Love & Mercy
LK 15:11-32

Then he said, "A man had two sons, and the younger son said to his father, 'Father, give me the share of your estate that should come...

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In rabbit’s fur I find you
touching it you come to mind
can’t stop feeling the memory
your alabaster pink thighs elicit

Horses on the right gallop away at full speed past me
lions on the left hungry are always...

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It was not that she was the only woman in the group, when mingling precariously beneath the bronze figure of William Booth, or her classic stance, when placing saintly, the newsprint covered bottle to lips...

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(The Merry Adventures of Robin Good)

Sherwood's Forest legendary, leading man 
up, down, tricking eggs between branches
slender, slander, his voice is growing thinner
twisting, turning heads 50 shades of green

Master of disguise reaching for the top archers...

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Sleepwalker


And in the darkest sweeping wings is held all probable
The night of dreamings; wished embraces of gossamer senses ponder miracles 
And leave their mark; ever in hope....

She is waiting

Pale in naked moon lit sexual stretches
Fanning...

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Sad, the poor excuses we have for 
leadership in our great nation. Sad, 
the dissipation, corruption, occupation 
by self-serving,  soulless, power-hungry 
madmen and woman, who have sold their 
minds and hearts to the Spirit...

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CONTEMPLATION 

   Serene Sublime Soul solely steady.
   Neither to grab nor to be greedy.
   On journey of life to get ready
   to serve by giving to the...

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Let me be that rose, that The Lord God, Himself ordained me to be.  I must be that rose, that 
gives the sweet smelling fragrance of hope to the downtrodden and the forgotten. ...

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Polycultural and permacultural,
space and time growth of human communication,
information systems,
common understanding,
Commons economics,
and ultimate integrity of all human concern
and evolution's informed coordination,
coincidental endosymbiotic cooperation,
karmic incarnation
of love's redemptive initiatives--
these harvest active peace.

Anger dissipates without an enemy to...

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Blowing a kiss to you as
                             ...

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Sitting
          inside
                   calming
     ...

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Droves and groves of darkness driven in rickshaws of dissipation
Shake to their foundation heaps and drips of innocence
Grown in salient steps in anticipation
That progress pricks open wounds of imbalance

Weighed against flares of care cultivated
In travails...

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