Long Fertilizes Poems

Why does dawn dress robust morning,
while dusk undresses sight?
Each dawn incarnates another Earth Day
a lifetime of Easter mornings 
redeeming nocturnal sight's revolution,
another therapeutic day of gift-it-forward light,
some longer,
some shorter 
before naked covered night.

Why life?
To uncover...

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She runs for President
investing  less carbon footprint and dollars
than did her less permacultural rivals,
a top campaign priority.

He invests his Stone Soup platform
with organic roots of cooperative intent
inviting us to share both what we have...

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“Nothingness” 

Words 
lines drawn 
unending

dusk 
to
dawn

characters recognised
transcribed
in the mind 

where voices unheard
plant meaning
wild ivy grows 

and snakelike
moves 
outside the lines

electric 
we become strange
symphonies sublime;

engraved in time
most rocks crumble
dissolve, 

life has no need
for unnecessary 
rhyme

beginning of...

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So what do U.S. national political candidates recommend
to resolve degenerative trends
to turn toward sustained slow-growth of bicameral political health
as cooperative economic wealth therapy?

I'm still waiting to sustain comprehensive
ecoconsciousness 
that fundamentalist terror's enculturation could not evaporate
by...

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Who are you most longing to become?

How we answer this is different for an ancient rooted tree
than for a recent immigrant
searching for a niche of stable self-sufficiency.

Who we already have become together
feels more important to...

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In all things, give thanks.

Surrounded,
overwhelmed by claustrophobic depression,
gratitude.

Gratitude, a sacred noun,
positive attitude, a secular verb phase.

Depression and gratitude,
depressed gratitude,
mystical oxymoron.
Impossibly essential
potential.

Repression and victory.
Hope in and through blind and deaf,
senseless faith in power of positions
over doubling...

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It's hard to believe in redemption when all you see os hate and corruption on TV. 
Humanity has become numb. Humanity has become an orange spray tanned jack ass waxy discharge with baby hands and...

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O tree of liberty,
how much innocent blood
requires thee
to                       d   free?
 ...

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The fleeting moments could never distill your eternal essence, yet thy shadow lingers to caress the lofty words 
inscribed on doled heart. Time was abridged by thy unappreciable presence. With an incalculable prescience 
thou did sculpt...

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I rage at formal poetry with
                       its Titanic grip on structure
  ...

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On the pages of this existence, skill has an ugly writing
yet, to be a part of this life, fans are fighting
God is partial, if such emptiness also has gain
hands always not capable, possess this much...

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We all have two trees, growing within us.
Only one can grow fastest enough to weather the worst storms.
The master gardener plants the root ball, combines the mulch, and the top soil,
taking great care, to see...

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Nature can exist without any sunlight.
The shadow is nurtured by the sustenance
sprouting from the soil in the Garden of Darkness and
from which grows the frondescence that nourishes our Fear.

The garden is dampened by the tears
of...

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Plus Live Sharks

"The female deposits the egg, which the male fertilizes by
spraying sperm on it."
-- Day Care Lesson 1: "Fishie Sex"

*   *   *

The caviar of mergirls still is she,
this little roe...

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To move on as thy born nature has been, 
Pass on, O Passing Cloud, with all thy blight,
Let every dark despair deliver hope,  
Let every cheerless gloom smile as delight.

Come if ye may, unto...

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~Beautiful   Dragonflies~
(American 767)



Dragonflies are odonata
they have close large eyes
bigger than the damselflies

Have slender bodies two wings
Variety numerous
they eat other small insects

Attack small fish and tadpoles
eat mosquitos and midges
they live in diverse biotope

Some are...

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A day after a day,
A night after a night,
Time acrossed to my mind,
Every moment my body produces energy,
Water, food and air,
Fertilizes my breath,
When I opened eyes,
Mind automatically switched on his memory box,
As a movie camera,
And...

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Over the Middle Passage of Time
(Apropos of Trials and Triumphs)

In the crypt of the ocean’s deep
Lay ivory bones
Of screaming ebony souls
Drowned in due seasoned journeys
Across middle passage sojourns
Of pilgrim’s progress
Yoking labor in the wrinkles of...

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She’s his student, the intensity has scalded the respect
a damsel full of innocence, displays so intrepid
showing red-hot feminity just at the door of adulthood
she rings the bell of his somatic responses
ten times are his racers,...

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~Dragonflies~
(American 767)



Dragonflies are odonata
they have close large eyes
bigger than the damselflies

Have slender bodies two wings
Variety numerous
they eat other small insects

Attack small fish and tadpoles
eat mosquitos and midges
they live in diverse biotope

Some are found in ponds...

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~Dragonflies~
(American 767)



Dragonflies are odonata
they have close large eyes
bigger than the damselflies

Have slender bodies two wings
Variety numerous
they eat other small insects

Attack small fish and tadpoles
eat mosquitos and midges
they live in diverse biotope

Some are found in ponds...

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~Dragonflies~
(American 767)



Dragonflies are odonata
they have close large eyes
bigger than the damselflies

Have slender bodies two wings
Variety numerous
they eat other small insects

Attack small fish and tadpoles
eat mosquitos and midges
they live in diverse biotope

Some are found in ponds...

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I found a home
Not of tiled roofs
Or Persian rags
Neither with a pool
Golf course
Nor flowery gardens


I found a home
Not of plasma screens
Wireless networks
Parties and outings
Not of trends and fashions
Neither of social class
As a reason to be
Nor...

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Kansas City nightfall
in a rose-petal garden
Take the Easton & George
to the end of the line
He's been put down to slaughter
turned ash till he rose
To take vengeance on the spirit
The darkness that glows

Free dreams may assault...

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In the ebony night time stops to flow,
the still hands of the impetus clock freeze
the timeless infinite pathos in congealed instants 
for listless life wandering on the shadows of past,
stares through the layered strata of...

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