Long Imprinting Poems

Fear of Climate Success

If you're like me,
which probably already reduces the size of my captive audience
to Zero,

Regardless,
if we're like we used to be
when we were born
with all the potential integrity neurons
of the uniting universe,

Through childhood...

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"Conceits"



Such conceits
as veils between 
our windowed worlds 
torn torrential incomplete

mayst thou watch and learn 
the one I spawned, 
strength beats weakness
carried soft and harsh

one direction or the other
strength and weakness
both carried soft and harsh
ego and...

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"The Forgotten Legion of Rose Thorns"



Reversing roll calls
the Anti-Hero 
jumps through 
burning hoops
instinctively

bathed in the magnum glow
designed to fire cartridges
with a kick like a field gun
a bloody victory 
is eventually won

lacking conventionality
novel and picaresque
placing bad...

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"The Will to Survive" 

It was a peaceful time
back then in the dreams
that were once 
our prepossessing future.

sands of time 
dragged under our bare feet 
while the crystal clean warm ocean
of life that once was,...

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Phoenix and Phoenicia

They had both been victims of their own sad minds stories lost told and untold
narratives to be re-authored livid experience lived in silence meaning smeared in
crusted mud slung in terminal slots shots executed...

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"Brave Heart"



O what Leonine love
could sway 
iron clad heart
to move closer 

reflection 
watches stealth like
under cover 
kneads softly 

some kind need 
from altered
genuflection
wrong gone right

an eye remains
genuine to see 
evermore clearly
the truth of light

words from...

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"Composing Opalescent"



Together we arrive 
Composing opalescent 
blue-green green-blue
jaded oceans submerged 
then rising from great waves
thrashing in on our storm 
we are united mast-held and entranced
entwined limbs bathed in sensuality's
St Elmos Fire hitting our sharpest peak
in...

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Some healers counsel us not to count the cost
of healing deficits

But
successful greenest healers
win by counting costs
yet not worrying too conflicted much
about how we will cooperatively pay them
and when
and over how long a climatic time period
and...

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Sacred Ladder of Secular Inference

Data Field:
Earth imprints DNA-sacred newborns
with an inside flowing rainbow
both limbically spaced
and temporally awed.

Data Selected:
BiLateral exterior and interior data imprints
categorized by LeftBrain
Ego-identity causes Eco-habitat co-arising print effects

While RightBrain confluently and sometimes dissonantly...

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I try to ignore the squirming Hyde within 
And, with effort still,
I raise myself for the last traces 
of sunshine and fun.
What was left of the day, I savor for me. 
As the withering leaves of silence
have perfected...

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I don't think about you in everything I do like I used to. 
But a part of me still holds on one year later. 
With memory of glassy eyes on top of the parking garage
I...

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I fell, 
I wouldnt tell.
Clouded by old fear,
No words of comfort I could hear.

Karma returned,
then the tables were turned.
I felt what they did,
and I see how far I've slid.

Remembering my strength,
I was willing to go...

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"The Forgotten Poets"



Saints and Sinners
all calling out for 
forgiveness 
and wanton recognition

de Sade like minds
libertine and revolutionary
Saints living out their penance 
kiss the sharp lips of Sinners

Juxtapositions of souls
Sinners become divine
Saints become unhinged 
more human,...

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(This verse is painted for my Loving Daughter P Suzanna Christy on her 8th birthday) 

It was the day she began to move out,
She’d been in the cradle of her mother’s womb
Some seven years before...

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‘Sankofa’ In 'Safranbolu'

This bird from Ghana’s legends flies forward looking backward
                      In the Twi...

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SPHINX STONE 

I am Sphinx Stone
Sun stationed statue
silent sculptured synoptic 
not marble or granite 
nor black tourmaline or
crystal sapphire quartz
vortex for Void actualising 
sacred amber ambles

Timelines cutting cross
my magnetic magenta 
miracle to dissipate in
dry desert...

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With awkward reach
the strike of the pen has tipped the ink well
splattering onto white paper,
vanquishing the lyrics from the poet’s pen,
scribbling vignettes of joy or strife,
little stories-a slice of life.

His pen shall not find its...

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The Dark Side of October

Late October moon is waking, through this cemetery shaking,
shaking as the cold wind breaking, walking ‘neath an old oak tree.
Stones like sentries undertaking, guarding graves as hearts are aching,
aching for the...

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with you, i remember the moments.
i remember what you were wearing?the first time i saw your underwear?inching up your back as you bent over?your passenger seat. i remember your bed,?comforter bunched up like bath cloths?lathering...

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Within the shard of dreams, we wander, with the wing of time,
Penetrated by the mystery and alchemy of existence,
The glitter of a lone star pierces through the darkness,
For us both, steering us through a clear...

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Wonderful woman, you are the bread and the fire of my unseen life,
A crumb of solace locked in each grain of the hourglass,
You are the solstice pulsating in my veins, always present,
A moonbeam that caresses...

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Silent, yet sounding
You asked… how, why, what, when, where
To parents present...

Atmosphere living
Grabbing experiences
Family teachings

With taught imprintings 
How to live future, prepared 
By societies;

Base value teachings...
Who truly rules the roost
‘Well, God and Country’.

Curiosities...
Atmosphere fits challenges
Integrating fun

So...

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“what inspires you to write
such indiscriminate indiscretions
like that?” he speaks to himself 
and thinks 

not long 
without thinking,
unnaturally he feels,
something, so
 
he promptly writes 
it all down 
without a further
doo-diddley-day

there you go 
a muse 

the...

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This may come as large surprise,
but I did once take a beginner's poetry class
which I often confuse with my beginner parenting class.

In which we learned good verse
and voice
have structure
pattern
imprinting rhythm
rich metaphoric content
perhaps even epic regenerative...

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Our Time
The first time that our eyes would meet,
just babes, first day of school.
A twinkle shared was spark enough,
to make one soul of two.

Such pure and intimate being,
this new soul we then created.
Through years of...

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