Long Disturbingly Poems

Fulfilled fantasies and legitimate realities…you do know how to please…
Are you listening to my voice of longing and yearning?
No, don’t backstab me with your broken promises…stop being a horrid tease…
Do not worry, Lord, I am...

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Compassion co-arises nondually 
internal-external.

Today I want to talk about possibilities
for integral polycultural dynamics,
which are systemic relationships,
correlations,
between LeftBrain deductive ego-mind,
RightBrain inductive eco-body,
and a boundary between these bicameral landscapes,
which we call unconsciousness.

The feasibility
and health value
of recognizing this...

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Memoirs of one unloved

I hear them refer to me as “it” or “the fetus”
Some underdeveloped miniature human, with no established status
For I am trapped in some fluid, apparently I know nothing
But, as strange as it...

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The Tyrant

Was born ginger
and learned WhiteRacist
from Dad
dead now about a year.

Possibly opioid addiction
but certainly something
in growing families
of yin-suppressed
self-medicating
LeftBrain too dominant
addictions
to chemical acclimations.

Dad left by death
Tyrant's also addicted
and chronically depressed mother
And his only white racist
twelve year...

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Punishing for revenge,
could this occur to natural systems
without capacity to imagine alternative futures?

Punishing others for their defiant behavior,
actions and words stronger than ignorantly ignoring,
bolder than merely angry with Other 
and our defenseless selves

But how much...

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S/he wonders why
when we breathe in
our left sides
feel right mind dominant
when our rights inside
feel LeftBrain capital deviated,

Dysfunctional
disappointing
disharmonious
sad and lonely 
dissonant
disturbed
unbalanced
uneased

Constipated
blocked
trumped

Stuck
obstructed
oppressed
suppressed
repressed
not fluently holistically impressed,

Pressured
disabled
disenabled
feminized
marginalized
enslaved
disempowered

Unenlightened
unarticulated
not understanding
not cooperatively experiencing
co-investing in questioning

Why we continue longing
for bicameral win/win engagement
of all...

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Sometimes pandemic people share
pieces of our unspeakable personal story

That no health care worker,
sex therapist player,
or green resonant systems organizer
wants to hear,
much less smell,
or touch,
or deeply feel...

I flinch, sometimes.

Wince.

Maybe flirt with longer-term
dissociation,
to protect myself
from suicide
to protect...

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Terrence the Turkey was feeling quite perky
Passing time in his rafter and doing no harm
No fighting nor squabbling, just gabbling and gobbling
Turkey talking turkey down on the farm.

Whilst having a natter, tame turkey type chatter
Before...

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In New Haven, Lisa misses the sad, dark, city aesthetics of her hometown. Its crime podcast vibe, actinic crime-lighting and sirens in the distance, that lull her to sleep like lullabies. She has a disturbingly...

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"Is It I?....Is It I?....
                              ...

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III.
So came the pattern they would embrace,
each spent two weeks a year at the other's place.
The dates sometimes varied on her schedule,
but each made sure that their time was not dull.

She got some bigger roles,...

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Awakened by a noise from in the attic floor,
		Your adrenaline says it may be something more;
		Darkness echoes a disturbingly different sound:
		Rocking on attic floorboards slowly up, then down; 
		
		Whatever be next be warned not to...

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Abort!
This collapsed coping mechanism has left me alamort 
I was just a shameful conjugal visit
And a muse for playing with fire 
You never questioned me and that's how I know you’re not innocent 
You're a...

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Queen Gaia
hopes to more resiliently return
to marijuana grazing meadows,
rather than supporting
worn-out tobacco and oil
industrial fields.

That's what LaoTsu breathed
industrious mountains in Yang,
valley nurtured rivers flowing out
WinWin 
baptismal EarthWomb YinYin.

Whatever could that mean?

Rumor is,
about those sonnets?
Written transformed
by...

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Out of hell’s breath the Devil’s Coachman comes and turns
around the tale to woe twists as the world creeps backwards
underneath the clay slithering sacrificial savagery begins
 
Ghastly ghostly spectres watch on with soulless glee
under laid...

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Out of hell’s breath the Devil’s Coachman comes and turns
around the tale to woe twists as the world creeps backwards
underneath the clay slithering sacrificial savagery begins
 
Ghastly ghostly spectres watch on with soulless glee
under laid...

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He sits at a park bench,
Having his lunch as usual,
And as he tries to take a 
bite of
his delicious sandwich,
He bites his finger...
She walks gracefuly past 
him,
Swinging her hips with 
much
pride and gist,
Her cologne seems...

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Jealous
 by James Edward Lee 

Jealous, I’m so jealous, jealous I’m so jealous
Jealous, I’m so jealous, jealous I’m so jealous
A jealous love (jealous love, jealous love) is a love
That I have for you;
One that so...

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Part 3 of ? in an unfolding Denizens series

Spring came; Penelope left with a company,
bodyguard, chambermaid, there at her side.
Ten days of travel now lay there before them:
the passage maintained well, the way open, wide. 

For...

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Yesterday I walked down the stairs
and found myself going within
the clubhouse of a league of folk,
who strive daily for excellence.
Our membership is rather rarefied
and reserved only for those
who find their voice in epic poems,
instead of...

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I'm so fed up with your wild accusations
Over the top ridiculous speculations 
I don't have a secret life on this poetry site
So no need to creep my page day and night

I enjoy leaving comments on...

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We're living now in dangerous times
Though maybe not more than before
We've lost some old disturbing crimes
But daily we discover more.

Religion will not help us here
We have enough ways to go mad
But reason will not disappear
And...

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This was before they were banned
From overhead storage.
Amazing how one Durian can clog
So many confined bobbing heads.

A stomach turning air turbulence
Is yet more desirable than
That choking miasma of emissions
Which waft from their pulpy substance.

In foreign...

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Rather blunt...those sometime endings,
those endings that are too proud to filter their
existence. 
They’ve walked with me for ages, and yet, I 
can’t accept the interval of their visits; 
the tragedy of minutes, unpredicted, disturbingly
naked and...

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You told me I could not.
You said it would never happen.
You told me these lies.
And so I never even imagined.

Your words filled my head.
With such hate and such disdain.
Your words flooded my mind,
As the alcohol...

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