Long Gusted Poems

What if we live in and out
among and yet autonomously
with and sometimes against
LeftBrain dominant enculturation?

Colonization,
predation with ego-logical economic secular outcomes
too often predicting compromised long-term health
in exchange for conserving an evolutionary win/lose model
serving industriously degenerating corporate...

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In the May-time of my life
time bloomed each day a prickly boll –
but I, like the softest cotton within such a sharp seed  
swaddled in the purity of security 
for what seemed like eternity...

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commissioning and attempted escape
“Son of Amittai, to Nineveh, go
And tell them of their great impending woe;
Their evil, like a stench, has come to me.”

But Jonah ran; he traveled down to Joppa.
(Wait, Jonah who? Oh, Amittai’s...

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Oh look here— behold a dandelion woman
the original wild flower!
I go where I want to go
I grow where I want to grow —
don't matter if   y o u   say no

dandelion wine...

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In the shadows of my half-waked condition of terra firma- patronus renditioned, I mudder into your soil,
snorkel into your swamp of inlet tributary, a flagellum personae , prosopopoeia explorae eel, "Marinas"
here waters water dreams, to...

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Honorable Mention 
Opening Candlewick 
Patricia Cresswell 

she speaks with gentleness to the walls 
leaves her memories and hopes in words 
between the layers of fresh spring paint 
she finds her mother and grandmother’s there 
rising...

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I am truly concerned
as i leave my Laskrizon
but,it is a three day's journey
my next black moon destination

I trust all will be well
in my absense
infiltrater's are persistent
Ahpla and pack more than capable

A dreary journey thus far
wind...

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Seed 
Unshackled through force , gliding on air 
Liberation complete , nothing compares. 
My journey essential in hope of my kind 
A task not made easy by concrete and iron 

My fuel carry’s on with...

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Old Maid Hadder, Got Madder And Madder


Old maid Hadder, got madder and madder
wind blew her bonnet and wet upon it.
Soaking showers from a blackbird's bladder
taken aback, next she fell doggone it!

Did not matter, her day...

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Fertile Fields
By Migdalia Torres

A cobbled stone made of red brick, which 
I picked up and placed on a solid white 
rock pressed against Venus whose tales of 
Fertile Fields were just not true 

The myths...

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Sent to the dreary realm that is now my home 
Made to seem I had no choice of what I had to lose
Only memories of my mind which I am left to roam
A captive of...

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Unconventional, they mocked the establishment
Clad in paisley  tops and bell-bottom denim,
With a symbol hanging on necks  wrists  or belts -
An emblem  of inverted V , the birth of  protest
Where murmurs...

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A Shower Of Romance

A misty breeze gusted through the west
Swirling towards the east 
Like a woman twirling in a new dress
Light rain glistened like diamonds to say the least
People hurried to make it to shelter...

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Wild is the winding wind
    blowing    breezy       gentle
     blatantly  bold        ...

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The wind gusted over the forsaken hills
The grasp of its strong, imperishable hands causing a trill of noise 
Echoing and rebounding over the delicate curves of the Earth.

The smell of strong grasses and pollens stuck...

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