Long East wind Poems

It is known throughout Earth's anonymous
unanimous Commons,
Systems are hard to change.

The more macro-competitive,
Yang-strong,
The more difficult of all conversion stories

Over pernicious decades,
We tend to add "isms"
to pathological ends
of these global systemic issues.

This polyculturalistic/multiculturalism suffix,
negative appendage,
suggests a...

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An old farmer, his wife and little daughter,  had dinner in their farm house before going to sleep,

A gang of four thieves, showed up on the farm in a dirty, old truck,  to...

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I was a bed and mattress tester, a dream job like that of a yellow moon.
I tested the comfort of beds, pillows, etc., for night is ever coming soon.

I studied sleep patterns too, like vivid...

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New Years Day

You say she's the one for you
And who am I to deny that's true? 
You live with the promise of her forever
And certainly seem to forget our endeavor. 

Now my pen is quiet
with...

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The compass spins, a restless silver eye,
Beneath a sky where clouds drift aimlessly by.
We stand at junctions, paths obscured from sight,
And wonder which direction holds the light.
The wind, unseen, a phantom on the breeze,
Carries the...

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We lived in a crooked house.
Built on a muddy mound of hope with the corpse of yesterday half buried beneath
Sad eyes and smiley faces. A gilded countenance to pair the four walled fiction – Painted...

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Through the whispering pines, down the valley's deep
And wide, do they call unto one another, the brother's
Of the winds.
North chases east to west, as south's warming breath,
Begs to play also, once around the world, over...

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Blond girl on a wheelchair
Eleanor. Motor Neurone her destiny
Purple eyes looking up to the hill terrain
From the shade of her preferred tree

Immobile limbs, travelling dreams
Silent thoughts flowing with the east wind
Up to the peaks scented...

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She sunk toes into the soft unsettled sand of the blue waves ashore
Moment by moment was all she could grapple
She took one step forward, as the sand bit each nerve with coolness of the ocean
Moment...

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When winter became a Spring day..... 
The Spring Queen came ,with out delay 
She approached through the Whispering Trees 
Everything she touched, turned to green 
Fresh shoots,budding leaves..... 
Flowers to be seen 

The Eastern Wind,...

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The Sandpipers Call

 Sandpipers Call amongst the garbage
 along the shore,
 Tumbleweeds dance from dusk till dawn 
 Tumbleweeds roll as time goes by,
 And time should stand still for love?
 But:
 Only Tumbleweeds roll...

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On a walk companioned by my Muse along the sylvan meadows
We wandered away to delightful realms in unclouded ambience
Don’t know how long I rambled warming my fancies in sunset fires
Must be for long, all lights...

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A little snow and a little rain
Oops
Heavy snow and heavy shower
Ouch
Strong wind with thunder and lightening
Boom
The moon has almost completed its journey
around the world and is still searching for a
comfortable spot to radiate its beaming...

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2007
*
the country stile
hedged the wild flower meadow
where I sit awhile
*
shadows in the sky-
fluttering across my eye
a brown butterfly
*
on the wind,a bell-
muffled from across the square
raindrops fill the air
*
on the lawn
lily petals timeworn-
summer draws to its...

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She stands on cliff’s edge in her skimpiest nightie, not caring who sees.
Feeling her connection with the east wind which has always protected her.
The shale-like red rocks have settled, they give her a firm grasp...

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Form: Dramatic Verse
Yes, I had smiles false
Seemed so true but not
Emptiness filled me with so much un satisfaction
My sharp cold eyes glittered with dust,
As I watch my life,  his life rather;
For he took it...

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I boarded as a martyr, 
not to play with scarlet sins
convinced my way was chartered, 
I'd be safe in holy folds
but patient, pregnant umbras came,
their membranes black and blue,
all bred at sea in countless numbers
just...

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You are yesterday's dream, 
And my only seamless thought today,
Can you Imagine as I, imagining, 
To kiss your gentle lips
In a smooth evening across the east wind, 
Under the rays of the falling sun,
And if...

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This is my translation of a Chinese Song dynasty poem and my response to the poem

Yan Jidao
To the tune of Mulan hua

Again, the east wind blows its heartless gusts
Smears flowers thick upon the ground like...

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The bringer of rain...... 
The bringer of typhoon........ 
Eastern moon........... 
Arriving soon.............. 

The lover of symbols and numbers 
Gold too.............. 
Awaking the Princess' slumbers 
A rondezvous................ 

For, the Prince of the East 
The great wind...

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A howling gale blows along frost bitten trenches and men curl up damp and freezing,
No such thing as a real sleep, if it wasn't the cold or the noise, it would be fear,
Each man lays...

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On a cold April morning the fields and meadows twinkle and sparkle in a low morning sun,
As cold as the east winds are thick frost glitters from the frozen moisture on the grass,
A lilac stands...

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I HEARD THEY THOUGHT THEMSELVES CIVILIZED

Each grain of gorged sand
civilized people —
themselves owned; owned land.

meanwhile the steeple
looked down at the band
of loquacious stock.
each thought themselves well
in front of the rock.

Ozymandias’ plaque —
bleak headstone of hell!

Cain’s...

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I walked through cities passing factories, in thick smog, dim lights searching,
Over fields of sweet young green corn with a sharp slap from coldest east wind,
Through fickleness of uncertainty of climates looking high and low...

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"Reification" has it that biologically-intrinsic "Morality" understood as a-priori to Perception makes "Religion" a "Collective" or "Shared" Psychological experience.

CHAT GPT says:

Put it this way: ~ God = the unpatterned, unnameable origin of all value =...

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