Long Facilitated Poems

Transparently robust private/public healers,
servants,
ego/ecotherapists,
investigate, with appreciation,
cooperative health insurance
for people,
healthy homes,
resilient transportation,
and cooperative tree and plant and children and elderly nursing
preserved through winter kitchens
and solar-fueled composting centers.

Health insurance assurance,
transubstantiating health/wealth reassurance,
investing in cooperatively-owned and eco-managing
therapeutic non-violent...

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It's hard to say where and when our town's People of Faith Cooperative started.

After all,
we have all emerged together,
and are still emerging
people of TaoGod,
right?

Our faith includes defining our still humanizing species
as among those not capable...

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Thirty years ago, long before ISIS started executing Kurds, Muslims and Christians, I hired a Pakistani Muslim as an art director in Chicago. I was an Irish Catholic editor putting out a small national magazine....

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Stricken with anguished nausea

Written three years ago tomorrow, 
yet superimposed (likened to 
emotional palimpsest) upon 
mental state of yore
recent post traumatic stress 
triggered courtesy war
torn legally tendered greenbacks, 
where enemy bonded, heisted, and netted 
mine...

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Onerous task confronted teachers and parents

As prospective students
ably ready themselves to matriculate
and/or first set little feet 
inside halls of learning,
I rebroadcast a poem crafted
at the height of Covid-19.

A couple years gone back educators
adaptation regarding coronavirus...

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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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Loving my refurbished fifteen inch mid 2015 Macbook Pro

A lightning fast machine
purchased three days ago
now comfortably nestling with
said technological wonder,
where outside a cold wind howls
measuring windchill factor of five below
allowing, enabling and providing me
an opportunity...

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I love this koan from 1,000 years ago, or more.

"What is it? Medicine and sickness mutually correspond. The world is medicine. What is the Self?"
by10th c. Zen Master Yunmen

So, yes, 
Self for me is Ego"sickness",...

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Deft "star student" and beloved dynamic daughter upon her twenty fourth birthday

I suppose... see:)?

twas approximately early/mid March
nineteen ninety six begat your fate
obstetrics and gynecology specialist(s)
signalled impending birth (due) date

about nine months later
December twenty second, and...

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Do I Like You? 

Do I like the amount you put into my mouth? 
Do I like how you wash me in the shower? 
Do I like how you put my clothes on - strangely? 
Do...

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Professional spiritual developers
are sometimes called clergy
and not farmers
or fishermen
or organic gardeners.

Professional nature-spirit Rescuers
of Earth's outdoor-indoor
healthy secular with wealthy sacred
discovery
are sometimes called body-mind co-facilitators.

Occasionally ZeroZen Zone
Red YangEgo
with Green YinEco-facilitators
of DNA with RNA
past through long-term future
WinWin solidarity,
polypathic...

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The bright orange rugby shirt I had, 
When I was fourteen, fifteen, sixteen and seventeen,  
Was my trophy and my pride and joy, 
Never to be deprived of me, 
Even if I complained to...

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Maleeha Soomro,mother of Barrister Fahad Malik,who was gunned down in the capital some six years ago,appealed to the Supreme Court of Pakistan to take suo motu on the murder of her son as additional and...

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Oh...and hello
to you, some hours past, I
returned from counseling,
(hence this boy yent -
     albeit beastie boy 
     figuratively basking
in fading afterglow)
great kickstarter session,

countless moments ago,
sans treatment plan,
she...

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Extra committed; yet excommunicated. Highly dedicated; yet not facilitated.                          ...

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Saga (2)

Trust upon source of peace where ever you may be
The law of power produces puzzlingly to complete
The course as a fruit
Saints who followed this advised 
Follow the system of power with belief
Everything returns as...

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There is no doubt in my mind
in going to faith healers to heal
what ails me and be better faster.
Is it my faith or the faith healers?
Or both, that is the question?

However, there is no question...

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The following reasonable obsolete rhyme
verst heard in my faux class (sic) lilting brogue
courtesy coronavirus (COVID-19) rogue
wrought approximate sixth month academic hiatus
nevertheless September 1st, 2020
signals resumption of school year back in vogue.

Challenges abound as millions of...

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Humanity is a series of mistakes that have molded society into what it is today. It's important to learn from mistakes—lessons that teach us what not to do. Success is one goal we all have...

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My "FAKE" Genealogical Knighthood

Unbeknownst to me if royal
gilded crests comprised
my rusty dust caked coat of arms
hence, I take liberty successfully farms
productive crop to contrive fictitious
Medieval Age forebears
with favorable charms
strong agile hands

hurling crude accouterments
centuries prior to...

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AU COURANT AU FAIT – THE HEART OF IMAGINATION ABREAST

The invention of the automobile is a thing to ponder.  In words of the heart of imagination, the temperament wonders why divine providence gave the...

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"The intensity of mutual affinity gradually turns passionate love into companionate love"

"Because different people react to different things differently at different points in
time, decency is a must to maintain order, largely because the human motive/intention
cannot...

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DEAD END STREET --WHY do dead end roads Exist


"Are you my enemy, if you’re not my friend?
Alternative exit without exit should be posted dead end
When “Google” tells you turn right at the bend
Daylight night time...

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Intensified by love 
Glorified and unsolved
And arrow shot between the stacks
Holding firm the joy like racks
Happiness in the frames
Fully ready to bear any shame 
Moulded like the mountain top 
Grows like a weed amogst the...

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They always made me happy, 
The camels of the wise men, 
The slowness of their footsteps, 
Their self-sufficient ben. 

Camels meant there was time, 
For the three wise men to think, 
To ponder upon their...

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