Long Excavation Poems

   Symbols cry in dry ice theater -
the expanse of aesthetic visa-
drawn-
from the romance of the silvery eye -
as it golden advances the lid of covenance 
in dynamic enzyme.
Open faced type interpreted-
interpreter-embossed embol-
in...

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What is your opposite
for SACRED?

for sexually unscared
unscarred
unscrambled?

SECULAR, I suppose.

Secularization
sounds like desecration,
As sanctification
sounds divinely cooperative,
loving,
and not quite so punishingly competitive

Like win/win eco-political Game Strategies
to optimize and sustain healthy
co-governing polycultural outcomes,
nonviolently,
therapeutically,
restoring mindful peacefulness.

I wonder if we could...

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Forged in the pit of despair, the Megacity to dwell.
One Place
to rule them all.
Hell.

Let us come soon to surface in false identity,
Saviours, Creators, with no indemnity.
Pen Pal- Secret Admirers, Watchers watching over-- humanity-like Dire Wolves...

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I never got why you always
Ate the red pink color out 
The Sherbet ice cream

It was like excavation
How you removed all the cherry
Without even affecting the other colors

Leaving the orange and the vanilla
Neatly for others
Who...

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I walk along the old familiar path in the wood of my childhood -
the place that I willingly abandoned  
for the lure of new friends and activities 
that carried me ever farther from my...

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There is this hypothesis
I unjustly
and perhaps traumatically
just made hard and patriarchally up
is not down 
and retentatively not out
soon enough for healthy comings 
and goings

A ridiculous theory
that straight homophobic preachers
and teachers,
prophets
and kings,
pharaohs
and rabbis,
old crows
and magpies

Throughout too...

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Good King Wenceslas again
On the feast of Stephen
Saw the snow spread white and plain
Deep and crisp and even.
Afar a snowy hump in sight
Attracted his attention
Could it be that something might
Need royal intervention?

"Hither, page, and stand...

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All over pure and white, all over plain and bright,
we're inborn peace embracers, true tranquility tracers.
All the time abstaining from vileness, violence and violation,
we've lived our self-disciplined lives generation after generation. 

Sometimes nightmare befalls more...

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As one gets older some look back,                                    some want to see what they did right and wrong.   ...

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Holograms and hieroglyphs

The whole weighs heavily
touched caressed lightly 
brushed on feather canvass
granite marble marvellous papyrus 
innocence rejuvenated
partial and impartial

Chiselled in and out
of comprehension angled
layered facets facts
subjective trueness 
ciphered and deciphered

Snow flakes teardrops
ink on paper hailing...

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What is your temperature?
The doctor asked
During an ordinary visit.
I left the examining room
And walked through 
My palace
Skin and hair
Nails and tissue,
75 years of growth.
Ivy wild 
as a Venus flytrap
Snaring an insect.
Tendrils curl and cover
Cages of...

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This poem is not meant to be a speech nor is it written to offend or give anyone blame.
It just a mere observation of how today leaders choose to bring civilasation back into the slave...

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In the heart of a silent moment
The thought of the past drifts gently
Coloring my thoughts in lavender embers
Creating a world of inspirations intently

In the soul of a dewdrop smile
The music of love captures my desire
Laughing...

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THE CRADLE OF MANKIND.
 
The archaeologists of this era 
Were about to excitedly find
The Cradle of Mankind
Where the origins of humankind
Had been found, the news was about 
To be revealed to the whole world
And so...

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Mountains

As I look out from my window
I see there are mountains for me to climb
I would not much like to ignore them
But there waiting there for me; all the time

And though their boulders seem so...

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Encapsulation Versus Elaboration...

Therefore, I opted to
reduce heavy sedation
within unsuspecting reader rabbit
summarization superseded elaboration,
less reason spurring salacious secretion
i.e. a-z expletive epithet, et cetera laced

verbalization crucifixion subsequently,
neither nameless nincompoop (me)
crossing verboten drive,
nor this ditto anonymous
poetic purveyor to...

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Children as young as three years old,
    Killed for not doing as they’re told,
    Forced to forget their culture bold,
What a tragedy to unfold!

Two hundred fifteen, that ain’t less,
...

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(Dedication: In Memorium, Jane Reichhold, haiku poet)
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Once upon then
Only men wrote haiku;
Jane broke trends when?

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Eulogy lines
Fate oversees;
Suicide note

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Death by choice
Broken by water;
Drowning excavation

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Famous haiku poet
Pain drowns life;
Fibromyalgia

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So much reason
Drowns ripe season;
Decay instructs

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Pain gathers more
More than...

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Excavation begins,
                             chisel strikes
   ...

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Excavations expose stunning skulls of history,
Where-around emblazoned scripts cultures and creatures;
Minds of human beings and their mass mystery,
The whole lot that surrounds them with all true features...

Be it Rosetta stone or Ashurbanipal's,
Troy or king Tut's...

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                        In the corridors
        ...

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Everybody was horrified of Paul's scruffy looks
with dirt and mud smeared all over his wrinkled face,
and his long nose with dark spots on its tip;
and a grave digger matched that image,
but he was the nicest...

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Ensure you allude to all that has been recorded.
Every creature that has lived inside the rocks.
A long-forgotten former planet has appeared.
Awareness arises as we break the padlocks. 

Electric fan blades are humming in a hot place.
When...

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I stared, and stared, and stared
Following the light with my eyes
To see beneath the dress
The deep bosom of water suckling
Babels on the ancient salt of primal seas.
We build our ladders not from mountains
But their stones
Children...

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excavation underway
'neath the paw of Egypt’s Sphinx
is Cayce’s prediction coming true?
will the meaning of life be found?

on an astral plane there can be no lies
no secrets, no masks, no questions
thoughts and fears of every creature...

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