Long Impersonal Poems

I grew up with rural Michigan white red-neck evangelical root systems.
These did not always feed my multicultural self/other liberation of the GLBTQ subclimatic root system
for regeneratively healthy instincts,
yet I learned to survive within this fundamentalist-alien-straight...

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Imitation! Creative Compliment, Lacking in Originality, or Plagiarism? 

This week takes me back to college days. I was taking a graduate course (as a Physics major)   in 'Modern Poets' at the University of...

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This is my last confession; there will be no more.

I am impercipient and slow from last night's sleeping pill,
wincing away from the harshness of day.
Kitchen cold, the room tear-splintered,
sunlight striking a watery rainbow in my...

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I'm not comfortable
talking about racial differences,

Or even racial
or sensual similarities.

I know what you mean
or maybe I do.
Something intimate and personal
about melanin
and hair qualities
and what lies red-blooded
under shared and segregated skin.

I remember when long hair quantity
was...

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A young girl stood at the school hall wall,
Some paper in her hand,
She shuffled her shoes while eyeing the views,
And the news on a notice board.
This space looks so impersonal, the wall so pale and...

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What I'm about to write will make no sense to those who have a materialistic worldview: that only matter exists, no mind, no soul, no god. This mindset includes over 1/2 of scientists and probably...

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~~A Unique Wedding Ring~~

BRIDES have wedding rings so lovely,
in all colors, some with precious stones,
But you may not have mine, it's too
unique!

BRIDES really are their husband's sunshine,
in dresses traditional or new.
But I was married wearing...

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Scarcely the Dropper-- a roach antennae Felt,

Some Maudling exterminator of nakedly inhuman hands.

Boiled renunciation falling sick With life itself,

For Libido has and Always Will Be…. the most Impersonal of instrument.

Stepping out and through a purple...

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Forget age as a tool for ignorance; relationships for conquest, position for respect, wealth  for social gain and all else forwarding the current rottenism of living, pursuing, presenting and im-prisioning all others u deemed...

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As a writer, people are my vocation. 
As for humanity, men, women 
And other abstractions, 
Their interests constitute little more 
Than my hobby; I can only deal in people. 
As soon as I start dealing...

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It doesn’t hurt just explains a lot of my relationships with males I guess
I don’t ask for your forgiveness or your pity
I just want to understand:

“OH, Brittany! You’re so blessed to be living with both...

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A Unique Wedding Ring

BRIDES have wedding rings so lovely:
in all colors, some with precious stones,
But you may not have mine, it's too
unique.
BRIDES really are their Husband's sunshine.
in dresses traditional or new.
But I was married wearing...

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People are, constantly, selfishly numbering their troubles endlessly 
While you are listening to them patiently and hopelessly
They write elegies describing unrequited love, themselves,
Their pain, feeling blue,
But this elegy is only for you-
Everyone is writing sad...

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We are living in a high tech society
This 21st century of man's dwelling on earth
The planet growing smaller
Communication concludes the quest to know the unknown
We speak to people on the farthest latitudes
The people of the...

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These are the men who go off to war
They go overseas to an uncertain shore
It’s hard to recall what they’re fighting for 
But we’re all told we’re gonna need more
These are the men
These are the...

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I had a date (not a great date but a date)! Could our covid nightmare be ending? 

An actual one-on-one date - can you imagine? It was with Noud, a university student (from Holland) I...

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Nothing important happened today,
according to an omission 
in the local newspaper Metro page
The death of my best friend ... my husband,
this sad story of injustice was missing
Such a horrible ghetto tragedy
wasn’t worth one drop of...

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the eveNing strayed into the dark evening shade.
   we pick up a drink and sharpen Our knives.
        hold on now, hold on a little longer
 ...

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One early morning I heard the sound of approaching spring.
It was the sound of a bashful maiden crossing the stream 
barefooted, holding the skirt in her slender fingers.  

An azalea on the hillside is,...

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Yesterday, I went to an exhibit which showcased the native products of the place where I grew up.  It was held at the entire fifth floor of one of the premier malls of the...

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Solitude
not impatiently exhausted
remains open to nonviolent solidarity
through multiculturing Earth communication,
within reflective self
and without
in active dialogue with nature
spirited Other remuneration
refueling

As yang-strong 
solid regenerative nature
engages and co-invests in more
and better compassionate humane 
divinely spirited experience

As objective secular...

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You must be smirking to yourself right now, beautiful boy 
Must be gloating, rubbing your evil palms together, 
A smug smile tweaking the edges of your divine lips...
You must be loving the fact that I...

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"Diversity is to Unity
as Strength is to Power"
said Speaker Pelosi

To democratic LeftBrain economic Identity
investing a self-assured shout-out
to RightBrain's ecosystemic political Integrity,
silent 
when most interactively stunning.

Meanwhile
cacophonous money
overflows an overpowering partisan swamp
while climate health feminists
popcorn-style erupt
into MeToo...

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Epilogue, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s poem : Epilogue

     By way of a Farewell to « personal » poetry. Paul Verlaine, March 1895

(Towards the end of his rather short and tumultuous life,...

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Dance, dance as child dances before he walks.
Dance in the moon light with stars in sight
Dance to the smiles, in the shadows of love
Dance, dance as child dances before he walks.

Dance is a short cut...

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