Long Distorting Poems

The title of this talk today,
"Win-Win Politics of New Feminist Economics"
suggests questions,
more than emasculating 
definitively deductive
reductive
answers.

Would you imagine
a minority-identified Buddhist,
more likely as a feminist
or culturally comfortable
with political and economic Left-brain domination,
monopolistic competing toward total self-consuming
reiteratively...

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Femme Fatale By A Wishing Well 
  (In The Wastelands Of War)

Warm as breath on placid skin,
Soft as gentle summer rains,
Loud as natures angry clouds
That gather in ambushed lanes,
To confer with the wounded boys
Whose...

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Let me tell 
You some 
More stories

Since so many
Of you are into
Stories

This one’s about writers
And a bit about
Social media

I’m no encyclopedia
But I’m a wannabe writer

And I studied 
Neuropsychology 
And by the way 

I can show...

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It interests me
that Hiawatha,
like Jesus of Nazareth before him,
and Mahatma Gandhi after,
taught WinWin cooperative peace
by co-investing in ego/ecotherapeutic justice.

Yet anti-Catholic
anti-Muslim
anti-Jewish
anti-indigenous
anti-First SacredNation
anti-goodfaith-trusting-inclusive-extended-family-cooperativist
Protestant reformists against Nature=Spirit green family values,
now becoming supremacists
of Original Orthodox Scriptural...

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Slicing & dicing the 
fabric of time.
Contorting & distorting 
functionality to reality.

My unique physique poetic 
swagger broadcasting
Elegance in resilience
Relevant to intelligence. 

Rewinding the two hands of time 
with a wicked new rhyme 
elements from the...

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I was drawn here today,
to the quiet woods, to sit and think,
About life, love, fear...
For today it was the only near sense
Compelled towards this delicate space
As I watch those that pace by,
Spaced out...
Do they not...

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The Little Children are Crying
 
Of recent sad occurrence—
At the southern border of the USA
In prescribed DHS detention centers,
Little refugee children are crying
For their mothers and fathers—
From whom they had been cruelly taken
And caged like...

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The love in her, the hate in war and the unjustly moment in time
Is reality the indefinite cause to forbid and discern The Ancients behind?
Decidedly, I lifted her off the ground and began the loneliest...

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There was a garden gnome named Griselda
who lived by my back garden gate
she was nasty and mean, at times quite obscene
to Gregor, her poor garden mate.

She screeched and she stomped as she threw things
like my...

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*  This poem was inspired by the court marshall of Lt. William Calley for his 
leadership in the attack on My Lai, Vietnam.  For more info, see 
http://www.law.umkc.edu/faculty/projects/ftrials/mylai/mylai.htm

Lt. Willy on Trial

Tiny warm beads...

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Children of Guernica

Children of Guernica . 
 
In deserts of no mans land 
children play among the dead 
killer themes from killer kings 
what is the song they sing 
comes raining down in 
shrews of...

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I see you’ve larked with fairy friends,
On bough, in fields, near brooks - 
Pebbles skim the water’s edge;
Jump skip, jump skip, hop - over brook…

‘Which side is greener?’ Asked the Dragon mare.
‘The bough of tree...

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In shadows deep around the world,
here and there where thoughts converge,
A poem stirs, with words emerge,
To shed light on the dangers found,
When religion's cloak is tightly bound.

Religion, a force both ancient and grand,
Can unite hearts,...

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"Yes, I affirm, I have seen God
But He appeared and then disappeared
This knowing that transcends mind, left me awed
But until what’s imbibed is assimilated, by fears I’m seared"

He's omnipresent, my needs are met
But by anguish...

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Contemporary and vast in imagination is the girl lost in her own world.
Concealed between the paragraphs and ink typed pages of the book.
Remain cross-legged, as if in meditation, toes tickled by grass.
Here the battle of...

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“With Education you can change the world”

I was a fly on the wall and I saw...                   ...

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Winter has stolen the night,  
          A world I have always known, 
          is lost in...

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Drowning in the pool of anguish…oh…oh…
I’m venturing into the forest…and I want to hear the words seep out 
Release these aching sorrows…I worry my soul’s drying out…
like a drought…
Drain out the fluids from my heart
It’s...

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Many of our most integral
holistic
spiritual,
re-ligioning,
re-connecting,
loyal pursuits
lead us on an individual
inside well-worn faithful path
that monoculturally separates
internal inside climate issues
from Earth's vast extended family 
outdoor voices
of concern and comfort.

Higher multiculturing
multi-generational
poly-regenerational truths
are also deeply sensed
outside inside quiet contemplation,
alone...

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The Man In The Moon 

Follow the crooked path 
     through a frosted gate
And hide in the shadows, 
     where the streets are straight,
Look for me in...

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Welcome to the circus.
Where Men full of wicked courage
stand holding firm the sacred scripture in their fist,
Ready to mislead the sheep.
Without consent they open their mouths, 
their eyes open, arms widespread to share self-made tales...

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many had believed that Jesus was the one they placed their hope and desires 
on God's only begotten son 
they forever loved his teachings 
and never forgot his preachings 
yet they tried to sustain that...

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Free my people from the chains that confine us
From the constant humiliation
And hurtful ways that blight us
Demeaning in purpose
Senseless in intent
Put down your tools of discord and relent
Bring us peace and harmony
And not the constant...

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Your Long Angular Feet

You don’t know me, but
I been riding here in this trundling lounge car
for two hours now, watching 
you and your long angular feet,
while rumbling over these burdened tracks,
to silent Garden City, up...

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Taste the ink
that runs from my veins,
    through my pen,
       staining this page
as I set
my endarkened imprint on society,
the signature
      ...

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