Long Enterprises Poems

I was skeptically listening 
to a retiring social researcher,
and problem-solving imaginer,
from the American Enterprise Institute;

An Institute
I usually find more destitute
of bicameral consciousness than not,
and thereby with less healthy resonant imagination
than more pathological dissonance.

But, I found...

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If we,
especially in China, Russia, and USA,
were more cooperatively in charge
among our EarthSouled selves,
and less about competitively charging at,
shooting at each other
and our homes
and gardens,
less rapacious supremacy 
against formerly extended cooperative family farmlands
and forests;

Punishing each...

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Whether you have come to possess this compendium of doggerel confessions by chance or by choice, should you decide to venture beyond this page, I politely suggest you consider the contents to be nothing more...

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by the interpretation comes perception—the faraway dream, the symbols—or the way I attack myself—in harassing my screams. upon a wishbone, to feel some semblance, listening to darker parts; the curse of the psychiatrist, hassled for...

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I was listening to a Christian theologian friend of mine
speaking about the Messiah's,
and St. Paul's,
original intention when singing praises of God's here/not-here Kingdom,
and potential as a multiculturally inclusive Church,
as a countercultural extending family,
creolizing out to...

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He retired to his sanctuary
on the Eastern shore of the Thames River
three years ago,
an often frustrated permaculture organizer
for building cooperative social health
by creatively communicating climate wealth
growing ZeroZone positive multicultural tao-energy.

This proves reclusively frustrating
in large part...

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Liberal in restoring Love,
Conservatively against retributive Anger and Fear

The L word,
like the N word,
Labels no one with healthy political aspirations would want,
no conservative fellow-conservationist of monoculturing privilege
that we would want to rabidly become
liberally uneducated
and slavishly...

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LAO TZU ENGLISH TRANSLATIONS III

The Valley Spirit
by Lao Tzu, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

The valley Spirit never runs dry,
the river to whom all waters run:
the Spirit of our Primal Mother.
Deeply rooting Heaven and Earth,
to...

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OMG this is what I think as I am reading? 
thus pus poems and yes they stink
simple in word mire contrivances with 
rancid rhyme scheme redundants that
exude explanatory expectorants spouting 
word wormy willy wally whilst...

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In the twilight of thoughts, where shadows whisper the secrets of ideologies,
I stand, a prism refracting the multitude of hues of the "isms,"
Each beam a story of belief, a spectrum of convictions.
Socialism, communism, fascism, despotism—
Colors...

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Primose path leads to the slaughter of American
dream delete pause proficiency with internetty
webbegone after thoughts of yahoo googleyed 
interred intricacies that shed benign capsules of
 mom entary apple pie delquiences cooling 
the soul shopping for...

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He had sleepless dreams ....

Admiring trillions of Indians, he rose like a rose with colours of valour
Born in Rameshwaram village, to Jainulabdeen a poor boat owner.
Dreamt of changing the world with his venerated ardour 
Using...

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The Philosopher is a single long poem, I apologize for the inconvenience of splitting it
into 2 parts.

He pushes aside the weathered curtain
The colourless tub, the bland tiles, his grey glazed sight
He looks over his shoulder...

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For boys like me,
who think quitting is a better passport 
to create dreams, remember Eisten.
For boys like me, 
whose brains are fire & water, oceans are splashes of thoughts interwoven. 
Its unbroken. unwritten. Unsecured. 
Its...

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Brains in this group were graded according to a binary system. 
1 winner  0 as in loser.
A hypnotic mantra often - 
 “Winner, loser, hopeless chooser.”
There were even signs such as a straight finger...

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I think the political left
makes too much noise
about enlightened democratic goals
of our LeftBrain dominant
white property-owning
ForeFathers

To be respectfully
and resonantly heard
by economic RightWing Christian, 
and other Supreme-Dogmatist, 
capitalists who don't make enough noise
about Jesus's multiculturally liberating GoodNews

That...

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There is a place called tomorrow
Where this set of politicians
Who claim we elected them
Will all be gone
Even the last trace of their names
Will be no more.
No need naming names
Or pointing fingers at them
You and I...

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it is just a last wake up call,
heavy bell tolls of John Donne
mourning for dying Humanity.

The very serious and decisive warning
sending to all nations.
Change your mind, way of life,
local, state orders
and global system –
for much...

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An expedition back into the dark jungle,
a rain forest shrouded in the haze of history,
brought about by hidden enterprises.

Lost and Found

Mandy

Battle weary am I, war warn.
To shreds has my heart been, torn.
From my middle Daughter,...

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Faheem Fayaz: The Visionary Behind Kashmir's Leading Social Media Agency, Influence Kashmir

Faheem Fayaz, a trailblazing entrepreneur from Kashmir, has emerged as a transformative figure in the region's digital marketing landscape. As the founder of *Influence...

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Faheem Fayaz: The Visionary Behind Kashmir's Leading Social Media Agency, Influence Kashmir

Faheem Fayaz, a trailblazing entrepreneur from Kashmir, has emerged as a transformative figure in the region's digital marketing landscape. As the founder of *Influence...

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Faheem Fayaz: The Visionary Behind Kashmir's Leading Social Media Agency, Influence Kashmir

Faheem Fayaz, a trailblazing entrepreneur from Kashmir, has emerged as a transformative figure in the region's digital marketing landscape. As the founder of *Influence...

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Despite emotional, financial, grammatical...
any woe that doth assail
whereat early in the 
morning until late at night tub bail
sinking craft, not possible 
(essentially 24/7), I bewail,

where the fickle finger 
of fate stationed me in life,
as if...

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The Death of Art

He was an artist, a painter spending much of his time
in his mother's garage painting when not out drinking with his many friends who were art lovers too, although some were hangers-on...

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When asked about my personal extreme
Fantasy,
Nothing can hold me back,
When I think of what I’d like to be,
I know for sure creativity will not lack

An average work rate of £1,000,000 an hour
I don’t mean to...

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