Long Heatedly Poems

He who is contented is rich
He who is determined has strength of will
                      Laotse,...

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Where can I trace this finite feeling,
So that you may see it in its true form?
Upon your heart I would wish it would land,
Yet could my silly hands possibly reach there?
Such an affecting grasp it...

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I had named my verbose parrot Sunny, as he filled my world with sunshine;
For when someone truly touches the heart, you often must give some sign.

I habitually called him 'Sun' for short, and we had...

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To emerge as my mother's son
but heatedly defined by not my father's wanted one,
or child of either gender
much less elements of both
male and female
humane with divine regenerativity.

To know I could not win his love,
that any...

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We went to the concert, my cousin and
I

While we tried to find parking, a man in a yellow beetle hit an Acura, thought that no one was 
looking and quickly looked for another space. My...

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Oh my little champion 
I know I am not a great mother
But I am competing with myself to be the best and that you know well
Now I do have the issues of inexperience and normal...

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A heart has chosen.
Sitting on a park bench she smiled a flirtatious
Bright eyed  style.
Their second time 
A park bench.

This heart knew she had a chance
At spontaneous ROMANCE.
SHE moves in CLOSER catching the light
In his...

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I have already noted a change,
a deepening analysis
in second year framing of the Trump Administration's
first hazing year in fascist process.

A DOA year ago,
we grew heatedly invested in fake-conversations
about whether the fake-patriotic Republican Party
was really all...

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My left-brain dominant challenge
begs for a worldview
of unconditional warm regard

Which sometimes feels uncomfortably warm
through heated confrontations
confused about whose voice is rightfully speaking
respectfully with whom

And who is listening curiously
for
and with whom
to practice universal
uniting compassion,
employing warm organically-fed...

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Enthralled by her presence
I obsessed over her captivating impression
The room became still, as her beauty lingered
My eyes effused by her figure
Pondering on satisfying this craving, this vigorous attraction
I approached this distraction

I remember her alluring scent
Her...

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I don got nothing but terrible
reviews bruited about
dip pressing field day
me (Lothario wannabe) 
trumpeted execrable lout,
a garden variety baby

boomer father without doubt,
his own shameful paternal
shenanigans cavalierly he did flout
dwarfed teapot dome scandal,
thus one look no...

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I have cried those violent prayers
hurled them, venom filled, cursing
all the powers that be - but aren’t.
Seething in the roiling pit of rage
alone amid the nothingness of all,
yet still felt the presence of a
something, a...

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when the lion roll's
in the jungle 
the lesser kings never cross
a boarder 
limits are made 
when power differs
in the jungle 
we are hungry for a life
our world is made 
with troubles
no escape root 
despite we...

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When I was in seminary
my spiritual director advised me to notice,
as had he,
that there are two kinds of:

Clergy

Those who understand their calling
as to coldly forgive
and heatedly challenge
all bedeviled sinners

And those who feel called to mentor
gods...

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Life burns vigorously
predatively
until retiring,
slowing down to glowering embers
reflecting on all consumed since birth.

Flaming gratitude feels not yet fulfilled,
heatedly completed,
but hanging on for what calming 
cooling purpose?
Embalming remnants of fueled meaning
with smug self-satisfaction
and feckless remorse.

Family relationships...

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WHAT DID YOU NOT SAY?

Such as velvet….
Violets…….
Heatedly 
Sweetly-----
Suave
Sometimes funny
The Easter bunny
But most all pleasant
Smooth
Smiley 
Wily
Witty
Surely she’s urban 
Far from the big city
My roof is caving in and she says, “honey, there’s always plaster” and makes...

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I am a Sabra,*                 *A native-born Israeli
   Uzi** at the ready;      ...

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We heard it said repeatedly,
in adage olden and far-flung,
through springs misspent too heatedly,
that youth is wasted on the young.

Our ‘salad days’ of judgment green
found life a song to still be sung,
a wanton time when slate...

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Hate
In civilized quarters, an outrageous obscenity:
Unwashed, perishing pant
And, for real, a dismaying insanity,
When a hater heatedly rants
At his subject of unusual dislike,
Whom he would’ve loved to strike:
His heart hammering vessel –damaging beats,
His head contending with...

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I’m lazily walking in a street of old styles,

Scraping stories of me were mouth of cold smiles.

Streaming lives of people are all fined unkind.

I’m sick of playing games in an old story line,

 

Discovering the...

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Enclosing those indicated of, not one or the other neglectfully surround back

For such a hostile night it so came to be, " To whom does one give thanks to?"

Auditory Visual hallucinations corrupt at least one...

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LOVE AT FIRST NIGHT


I lay there quivering 
her arms around me
legs enfolding mine
foggy damp memories
of last night's passion
when acquaintance became
something heatedly more.

The nocturnal passion  
of last night's bliss
vanished in morning rays
warmgentle rays, repeated 
as...

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I began to preach at ten
but had no idea why so late,
soon it would be dark, I thought,
and wondered why
it was not so already.
Several apathies passed unnoticed.
I gave them no mind.
And, finally, an opportunity
in a...

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After may be the advent of democracy war could grunt
   or groan, raising it's smokes or names for instance.
 Once more again it may not be the only thing so harking
  ...

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We watch the scene repeatedly.
When women argue heatedly
no goodness helps, no king, no queen.
Repeatedly we watch the scene.


Will loves Kate and Meg loves Harry.
In the past the men were merry.
The women had some hot debate,
Meg...

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