Long Eroding Poems

I am an Outlander
Who lives on a high hill
Overlooking a man-made lake
That once was a rapidly rushing river
Along whose banks the Ozarks Bluff Dwellers and the Osage and then Delaware
Hunted, fished, and created shelter
For their...

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Colin is a cabby with a proper taxi cab
He drives for all the passengers an Uber didn’t grab
Which means he has a lot of time to kill most every day
And lots of evil folk to...

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Stood I there, that last day,
On an iron bridge...
An aqueduct by design,
Where, looking dreamily out over
The Ernes Lower Lough,
My compressed shadow 
Momentarily paused -
To contently recline:
Amidst coy Junes radiant beams 
of sweet benign!
All was stilled,...

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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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And I begin my own steep climb into 
The Chalkland Downs                        ...

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Once within eternal Time
a coffee ground
of full-spectral 
spacious consciousness,
Might sink in cold water cups

Yet rise to surface in warm oil sublime
joyously buoyant juice

Happiest to float atop
a hierarchy of divinely positioned selection
station
static inquisition

Yet again, 
to an...

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In restorative justice programs,
victims of trauma establish facilitated goals for healing.
Victims are our first clients of solidarity.

But, our clients work on actively responding to punishing loss,
to violence,
violations of what could be,
and should have been, peace.

Peace...

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  In the meta-versed binaural wish song beats, 
skid row streets of the bottomless pits of Metropolis/ Thebes, 
you are quardoned off and printed in a likeness 
wronged-vaped, winged
to the wilderness by their covens,...

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When the colonists felt that with the king of Great Britain they could no longer reason,
Their leaders signed the Declaration of Independence, though they knew it was treason.
Because of their belief in the unalienable rights...

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Should we shed the boy and be a man?
Shoot of spirit wild -to be tamed in the tamed land.
Where is the proof that this cynical evolution;
this cyclical passthrough is a strengthened constitution.
A blur and a...

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Animal Chain Atrocities

No longer a bucolic photo op
bedecking a cover of Life magazine

Free grazing
pastoral images
now but bewildered enslavement

Animal commodities
factory farms and feedlots
CAFO habitats raising
sixty billion a year for dinner tables

Chickens

Hi-Tech slaughter
football fields long
alethic poor
four walled...

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Forge on ever foolish
Cucumbers in your relish
Black Smiths and Peasants 
get into the darkness, out of the Parish


The Red Horse gallops, polls, bearers, of holes
Get out of its way, as the
rumors gather Communist ships
 ...

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The massacres of our beautiful people must STOP.
It is unconscionable to destroy so many lives
For selfish and hatred reasons. God, in his archives, 
Have recorded everything, which occurred, from top
To bottom, from sunset to sunrise,...

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In the twilight of thought, where shadows weave endless night stories,
We wander through the labyrinths of time, seeking meaning in the stardust of our existence,
Haunted by the whispers of mortality, a specter born from human...

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~~~ cried- ~~~
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  ~~~~~~~~~~ out-for-Jesus-itself, for-the-first -~~~~~~~~~ 
  time no please;- ~~    no ... no more;- ~~ please Jesus, God-  
make-it stop;-...

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~~ Looked- ~~
~~ down-deep- ~
~~~~ within, ~~~~
~~~ cried ~~~
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~~~~~~~~ out-for-Jesus-itself for-the-first- -~~~~~~~
time no please; ~~    no... no-more; ~~ please Jesus God, 
no make-it-stop;        ...

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where are the Nigerian youths? 

where are the pillar of the foundation? 

the striving spirits and the breadwinners

behold, all are entangled in a strange dance

a dance of shame

in the stormy ocean kicked by the wind

Now...

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Child of darkness, child of scorn,
the devil danced when you were born,
for demon seed from Morphy passed,
would haunt your days ‘til everlast.

Predestined to die derelict,
an iso-pawn so cynical,
how cruel a fate awaits the one
that conquered...

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Tried to take a picture, but the world wouldn’t sit still
and I don’t have the breath for a thousand words.
Fantasizing what I have to say, knowing I never will -
subordinate to suppressive hands like a...

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I weigh in at live energy
learning in life to live the way

the way like the wind
resting in the nurturing stars
concocting a breathtaking blend
of forgiveness' smiles eroding the pasts scars
aware my vibration will constantly bend
rebuilding my...

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She said
“We are slowly and always eroding
As we lose more and more
By little bits and little bits they fall
They are falling 
Prey to the fading and wasting away
Of the nameless one and all his dark...

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In the undulations of thought, a whisper of freedom is born,
Like a silver river carving its path through cliffs of prejudice,
Whispering truths that ache, yet heal in their profound silence.
Words, those rebellious birds with wings...

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~~ And what if it did long to ~~
know and moved-never to forget;- 
the-humble-cry-from-the-hearts, 
the-needs-of-the-many, hurting, 
the innocent answered, living 
dying, fading-away amid the- 
battle-raging-war-on-them, 
~ inside-its-eroding prison;  
~ amid the echos of their ~
souls-emptiness; hoping 
praying-quietly, to-have-
the-righteous-comfort- 
~ of-their-lost-lives,- ~
~~ again ensured. ~~
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Screaming out why, ~
~ far-and-wide-high-and- ~
low-in-the-dark; trembling 
~ alone in the cold, searching- ~
~ franticly, for the truth ... lost;- ~
~ gone awry, totally amiss, being ~
~ the only obvious; driving question, ~
~` pounding away ... relentlessly; ~ ~
~ stripping-them-of-their-freedom ~
~  squandering-the-treasures of- ~
~~~~ their-stolen-security ~~~~
~~ and fullness-of-spirit. ~~
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So what if love joy 
and hope, honesty and
patience;- consideration, 
~ generosity mercy and- ~
forgiveness, compassion-,
~~ and unconditional- ~~
~~~~ understanding, ~~~~
~~~~ and the-beauty- ~~~
~~ revealed-in the-way ~~
~~ of their-faithfulness- ~
~~ to-the-very-principal, ~
~~ of-remaining-open, ~~
~~ brought-bitter-hate ~
~ to-its-knees? To finally-  
~ acknowledge-this;- and-  
in-surrendering; it was- ~
~ transformed-and made-
~ again through-this. To-be 
~~~ accepting. Was- ~~~ 
~ willing, to-work-as well 
setting-them-free, living-
~ as-one-with-them as it 
strived for the perfection  
the protection, of these 
~~~ greater things? ~~~


~ Oh-yes-what then-could be? ~

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So! Now then begins thy fearful
Straits
As scourged by cruel, licentious 
Birch
Thou whilst surely delate:-
All that now is...
And all that has gone before,
All you once were...
And are now no more!
For liken to the widening socket
That doest...

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The taste of bile treads my thoughts,
Unwillingly my feet must now follow,
Source of inspiration guide,
Restore the signal fires now long lost,
Set beyond the temporal,
A path impassable by mortals,
The stairs of separation, 
I must recount lest...

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