Long Improv Poems

I wish to fully live
then richly die
non-violently communing with AllSouls
in cooperative team resonance,
resilient restoring green justice residence
eco-governing NewLondon's energy democracy,
WinWin co-arising loss
of LoseLose Ego PrisoNest,
plutocracy capital-infested

I hope we wish to cooperatively network gratitude
for opportunities to...

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A strong cooperative offense
is our most competitive defense.

Avoiding RightRed fascism
totalitarianism
terrorism, dark secular raptures and/or terrified jihad,
fundamental Nature is sinful, negative yin repressed,
while Spirit is health invested love, positive yang,
long-term ego/eco-centric,
bilateral co-temporal,
evenly humored humanistic divinalism.

By choosing...

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attempting 
to tempt
temptation
i may face
damnation
if thoughts
translate to
actions

quiet on
the set

action
the thunder
clap director
yells as lightning
lighting catches me

sitting on a set
of a movie
that i know
no lines to
but i'm

supposed to be
the lead as i
squint my
eyes 
to

see the sunrise
perhaps that's
my...

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This…change in me
This…selfish need, this greed
Where does it come from?
It’s not from above or below,
It’s earthy, eccentric…alien to me, 
And yet it is me!
It is wholly me! Why?
Why has my mind brushed upon this…phase?
Or is...

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Myself and Allah had gone for a walk ,
  ‘We then sat down and began to talk ,
‘the wind blew hard and began to freeze us,  

then low and behold there stood Jesus’

“Hey...

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Thou lay'st like a rose on deaths pillow
Silent and still, unsoothed by lifes request
Asleep the dawns and days of all and all
Eternity. My lovely Juliet
Wherefore art thou companions company?
Dost thou mockest life? "O my love,...

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I'm living in the moment & you're looking for forever, I'm being the best worse me, I am way too clever, I can lap you in a drag race, I'm way ahead of my time...

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The DJ plays wrong songs
for greens
and blues,
blacks and browns,
yellows
and opaquely sacred matriarchal reds,
both natural
and spiritual
progressive parties too all-encompassing
to quickly divest 
of octave ageless ending
beginning right with left footed again.

DJ
never learned to dance outdoors
naked
or even organically...

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Bahku ...

My Poetry Soup avatar
He's a musician, that guy, and that's his moniker ... 'stage' name ... alias
Songwriter, producer, engineer, singer, instrumentalist
Keyboards, bass, drums, sax, percussion, but mostly ... guitar

That's his favorite and best instrument,...

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Mother Trees
will subdue deforesting Earth.

International Green Parties
will conjoin Democratic Organisms,
not so much Machines,
to re-invite WinWin ReBorn RePublics
of and for CommonGround bicameral healthy-wealth,
short- through long-term
wellbeing outcomes.

Those with LeftBrain EitherWin/OrLose challenges
link up karaoke machines and podcasts
to sing...

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The alchemy of truth
may be from a particular perspective

or colored by youth
and sprinkled with objective

For your truth can hold your own view
your lens through which you see the world

And naivety can lead astray 
and reality...

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8th Annual “No Pants Subway Ride”

It’s been brought to my attention
There’s a brief one-day suspension
Of the requirement to wear your pants and ride
It’s an improv-based experiment
To show there’s no embarrassment
And pants or not, you have...

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From darkness to light?

Vigilante; the hero in a mask I use as my daily improv.
I, inanimate to my true self, the once high demon Retiarii
Liltingly I glide through the massive crowd unseen like Enlil. 
Lulling...

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Can I claim to be Christian without casting judgment
in ways that aren’t Christ-like? Aspiring to faith proves faith’s real?
Or does saying, “I’m Christian,” more grant I’m a sinner
apart from God’s Grace that Christ bought on...

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Lights. Camera. Action!
These boys are crazy. I know because I am their drama teacher.
They are eight and nine and fearless.
I have to keep them happy and alive for an hour.

They threw out my ideas the...

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The Obiden Administration is the yeast infection of society.
The improv of impropriety.
The B squad strip club-bullet scarred-in line item 
veto 
of buffet line, Golden Corral of Megiddo of Communism in the sub zero Winter of...

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Kind of Blue…

Slinking into a still hue of blues 
Haunting trumpets dart in and out
Like taxi horns in freeloading traffic
And cling like silk onto full figured rifs 
When winsome modal notes wear sleek cobalt 
...

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Natural Born Comedians

I had a class of sixth graders in Chicago,
Absolutely like no other.
Never a class so full of smiles and
hilarious pranks.
Their boundless joy rolled over me like
a huge Sherman tank.

I think they had their own...

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THEY STRUGGLED TO UNDERSTAND
THEYGO UPWARDS TO WHAT
THEY MIGHT KNOW
THEY STRUGGLE TO UNDERSTAND
AND STAND ON THE THINGS THEY ALREADY KNOW THE NEED IS TEMPERED BY KNOWLEDGE
INSTANCE IN SUCH TRUTHS ARE STATISTICAL
WHERE THEN MIGHT I MENTION
TO MAKE...

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Do I stay 
Do I go
Where will my words flow
From my heart like a river 
But I forget not to drowned 
holding my breath
Wishing for solid ground 
Passion and improv
Are they the key to the...

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Distorted reality
Puppets at play
Masks self made
No smiles on display

Contorted features
Soul ill at ease
Act out the scenes
Or be quiet please

Shroud all emotion
Embody character cast 
Rehearse til it's perfect
This chance is your last 

Close down the theatre
Cancel...

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A single note
Just starting with a single note. 
Drawn to the vibration 
Then another, ally, companion. 
These two becoming firm friends
As others come to join the fray. 
Repeating and finding new meaning,
Never quite knowing their...

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At first, you compare, like side-by-side 
metronome tick and tock from (not) you to you and back.

At second tick, brick-by-brick are towers built in defense
against non-existent foes.  A miner's diligence, it takes
to dig beneath...

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When xerography yesterday's youthful gynecoiD
I'll wear my *multipurpose Mexican sunny sombrerO*
*Somehow, someway* I'll do suitable improV
And not be one who is cooperativE

*Sweet spirit super *(dove) fits my heart as a (glove) areaL
Spiritual enough not to...

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Walking on a windy day ,in San Francisco,  
I suddenly felt a hanger around my feet.
I looked down and no kidding, there were
my red underpants lying about my ankles
on busy Polk Street!

What does a lady...

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