Long Girlish Poems

Dream-worker 
delves deeply into my dream;

vibrations fondle anticipation
foreplay wakes wide-eyed 
swells of liquid libido quake the rendezvous edge -
a primordial being in his prime
a masculine ego quest for affaire d’amour;
her night-loving body 
c h a...

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     by how many badbyes can you measure the length of your day

                 first comes...

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I was raised in one of those white nationalist churches,
passing itself off as a Christian evangelical Bible church,
where "evangelical" meant fundamental
and "fundamental" meant we did not interpret scripture
but accepted it as God's literal trans-historical Word
of...

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There is a new mythology emerging, 
Howling from the hind end of the pack, 
Scorching the composted leavings 
Of established orthodoxy as a pillar of flame 
Showing the way for true rock & rollers. 
It’s...

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if i tell you that i love you;

will you sing for me all national anthems
of the black countries, of the white countries
will you give the defined hope of the Indian religions
if i tell you that...

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Her full name was Labyrinthia Pennyweight Babineaux, but her closest friends called her Libby. She was of blended French, German, and Native American heritage. Her Great Great Grandparents were said to have come from a...

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The first anniversary since being pelted...

with pistachio shells April 3rd, 2021
sitting in the exact same chair
yours truly sat three hundred 
and sixty five days ago. 

Watermelons, grapefruits, oranges...
lobbed at yours truly ruled out,
hence the missus...

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He had watched her for two years
patiently waiting for her to grow up.
He knew all her movements, what
made her laugh, all of her moods.

Soon now it would be time, their time
together. She would be fifteen...

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Pelted with pistachio shells April 3rd, 2021

Watermelons, grapefruits, oranges...
lobbed at yours truly ruled out,
hence the missus dreamt up bright idea
to enfilade me courtesy pistachio shells.

Rather than just hurl one at a time,
(she who unwittingly helped...

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*Secret love, two searching eyes*

I
The early morning's languorous mild sun 
Seemed jaded from a nightlong tiring jog, 
And liked dawn's dew-mixed mirth nor glee of smog,
Nor some stray passing clouds' hide-and-seek fun, 
Nor yet was...

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"Jesus said, 'Whoever finds the world and becomes rich, let him renounce the
world.'"

   --- The gnostic Gospel of Thomas, Saying 110

"Jesus said, 'If you have money, do not lend it at interest, but...

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In scarce a week the place began to weave 
A weird fascination upon me, 
Nigh hard to bear, harder still to believe, 
I felt as if a dragon from a sea 
Was slowly digesting me...

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Husband and wife sit across from each other,
eyes meeting over that old kitchen table.
No words are spoken.

A girlish smile breaks over the wife’s face, 
a grin follows across her husbands.
Faces they each know so well,
...

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1.


Material life in the Material World:

Duality in every direction:
As Heaven above is,
So, the earth below:

With every delicate, red, mysterious rose,
A proverbial, wounding thorn ...


2.


Suburban splendor:

A life of "quiet desperation";
Holy apparition, manifestation,
Suburban confession:

One fine, fine house;
Five...

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...McClors rode up, and smiled quite thin,
He said,”Woman, get away from him!
You come with me now, and it will suffice.
You play more of these games, and you’ll get the knife.”

“See I’m in no mood for...

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On being emotionally bankrupt

Sentient beings distraught
psyche rent asunder
courtesy false accusations
heated words exchanged like gunfire
pox upon the house of Deborah Hunter,
a vicious vindictive 
girlish looking septuagenarian woman
buzzfeeding unfounded conspiracy
that the missus steals packages
ever since we moved...

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Chorus X 2
I wish you smell the cologne of my intentions
I wish you hear the piercing rhythms of my heart
I wish you see the torment of your short absence
and also to feel the weight of...

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A Chris and Joleen story
               They became friend’s
             Then...

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 No Mickey, Minnie, or Goofy- no Jimmy The Cricket
                The spirit of Sodom is Gomorrah...what I see is plain...

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A cold, cold autumn wind,
Tickles my edges to the frills.
Making me wave to the people,
And starts to give me the chills.

Now a stronger gust,
Lifts my silken body free.
My shiny red skin shimmers,
For all the world...

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Too busy they were
the passing conglomerate
focused on pavement
eyes ever forward
with their get there stare of hedonistic servitude
trailing their marching tempo of mobile phones
hard in the glass
hard to their homes
disguising all those battered egos
the ranks and...

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When my hair was tied in two tails 
I frolicked about the warped trunk of a willow 
As the cicadas serenaded in the summer’s heat
The tree held me in its low arms
I watched nature pulse
I...

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Just One More Day

There was once a man, for whom I held an adoration so sincere
He was my instructor, the one who brought out my love for Shakespeare

He was an old man
But he was one...

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“Follow your dreams and never let them pale
Be the star of a winter fairytale.”

* * *
Once upon a time a sweet bonnie lass
Did all her horrendous stepmother asked
Toiling all day her dream kept her going
That...

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I was a member of the "era", good times during the "Jazz times" Coltraine, such a great
musician....
Oh, and I will never forget the "Millennium"...Whew, 20 years old in S.L.C. in a two room
combined suite with...

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