Long Evaporates Poems

Imagine we live in an eco-normative story
of competing for wealth-commodities,
cash piled in quantifiable currencies,
collectively blinded to our Win-Win
natural economic,
ecological,
psychological,
biological health and well-being 
nurturing value roots.

One day, our PolyCultural Received View
unveils a co-operatively synergetic evolution 
of...

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God Bless Each Day's Magnetic Field On Earth!

God Bless Each Day's Magnetic Field On Earth!

God bless each day's magnetic field on Earth (1) that shields the human race
from cosmic rays bombarding Earth and us (from...

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AFTER MANY THOUSANDS 
OF STEPS
I BECAME VERY COMFORTABLE
WITH MY SURROUNDINGS.
I STARTED TO THINK
OF ALL THE EVENTS
LEADING UP TO THIS POINT.

I OPENED THAT DOOR
IN THE UNIVERSE.
I CHOSE TO OPEN THAT DOOR
I WANTED TO KNOW 
WHAT WAS...

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a collaborative work with Alfred Vassalo


The Stars sparkled in her eyes
As light interlaced with her shadow
Causing her to question her senses
Even though she closed her eyes
light continued to seep out

Her brilliance, competed with the sun...

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What remains 
when gratitude for learning
totally evaporates?

I don't know...
Totalitarian senility, maybe?
I guess I don't understand
the source of your question, dear.
Do you feel less grateful for learning
than in more formative years?

No, I don't
but I sense younger...

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It's weird to subscribe to the following:
Heaven
Past lives
Ghosts
Nothing

It depends what suits in the moment, perhaps due to being taught to 'have faith' and not question I got a little carried away and started collecting a...

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Who suggests a trip back...rides to this bit of nostalgia in the middle years of the Great Depression aboard a Chicago elevated train, "the El." We hurdle head-long above asphalt blanketed streets that are determined...

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"Invisible"



Trapped
within 
4 Walls 
A ghost 

escapes
it's prison 
through 
unlocked door

beyond
freefall
a bird
now soars

The Ocean 
calls the wild
Sargasso in
Me

Rochester’s 
Mirage 
ecstatic 
Bacchae
 
Maenad 
possessed 
submerged
Blue-Green

(Ladylabyrinth/2020)
for my daughter, 
Georgia






“Come Near Me” / Massive Attack – Ghost Poet
https://youtu.be/KY0TZQTwwbk






“There is...

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Ohh I could have sat with my heart 
--elevated with dribbled echoes-- 
ahhhhhh until it yet exhaled the tarnished seams 
capturing only the quiet current lapping
and soaking dirty steel embankment	
along the river’s edge beneath the...

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Somewhere in the Ground

Embarrassed to say goodbye
Hypnotized by the rhythms and beats of time 
Where is the truth, you sly lie? 
Despised by the crowd that encourages sex and crime 
Lying naked on the wooden...

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"I am circling around love,
around the throbbing hum,
and I have been circling for thousands of days,
and I still don't know if I am a wounded saint,
or a rainy dawn,
or a creation story."
Rob Brezsny, in Pronoia

You...

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The Spirit of the Valley never dies.
It is called the Mystic Female.
    The Door of the Mystic Female
    Is the root of Heaven and Earth.
 
   ...

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The Revolution of Taoism

Within the evolving cultural womb of human nature's prehistoric original intent

Looked at, but cannot be seen--
EarthMother's creative heart-womb
is called panentheistically Invisible
omnipresent core Yintegrity. (yi)

Listened to, but cannot be heard--
SolarSystemGod's crowning language 
called...

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Secrets are anxiously being kept with a behavioral struggle, as one of the special few enters the room; obviously preoccupied with his thoughts. Bottom teeth are nipping his upper lip tucked tight, rope acting as...

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You have never seen me fly so high before
So high like the mountains of grace galore
Once again, our hearts of stone melt to the floor
And it evaporates like the shimmering shore

Way down below the waves...

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She kept TELLING,
YELLING at me,
to GO with the FLOW, to write with a GLOW. How?
My mind feels too SLOW to capture the UNDERTOW!

I try rising to the SURFACE with my VERSES. yet
I wander from PURPOSE,...

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Innocence and peace are states of mind at the very beginning and 
towards the very end . Everything in between , the mid-cycle , of our lives are what 
create all the differences , through...

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When nature wilts into 
                  a colorless haven, 
metaphors of death sprout 
     ...

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Those spoken words that can't be taken back come back as incendiary 
attacks.  How many rough relationships must one go through before one 
finds smooth?  Is it me or you? Don't be fooled. We are...

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This bed was never meant for conquest
or desire.

Just for the voice of the humble Sunday rain; 

watching every exquisite drop bubble and scatter across the sun-chiseled paint
of the window seal. 
A vision as comfortable as...

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In the depth of the night, where stars shine like tears on the infinite sky,
There are souls fighting for peace, the most deluded of all,
For peace will not come until murder is uprooted from minds...

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In my head, I’m in the library, at
a podium, before a microphone, looking
out into the faces of a yearning sea
of people, knowing they expect 
a little kindness but mostly, a lot of
answers from me. ...

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Idyllic reverie during break of day

May today bring unbridled bliss 
delivered courtesy sunshine kissed
giving Midas a run for his money.

When the last trace of night 
evaporates analogous to milky hue,
whereat a dreamy state 
pervades thy...

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It has been a long time since we have truly embraced. The last embrace we had was two years before our reconnecting. In the past, many people would say that we would be great together...

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On the edge,
Leaning towards the deep end;
The dark waters with their mystery...
Seem to beckon you and your misery,
Talking like its cold embrace will warm you,
It's asking for your life and to guide you.

Leaning forward into...

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