Long Indenture Poems

Cybersurfing netizen flounders...
analogous to a fish out of water

Ever since being a little gull hubble buoy,
I bobbed (while donning square pants)
like spongy flotsam and jetsam at sea.

Now as one decrepit
humble lumpenproletariat neopoet,
I experienced existence
with pronounced...

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Dear Old Joe,

I have found a retiring fascination
with right nature conserving
and yet very wrong 
left-handed spiritual answers

Messengers to invite
more deeply recreating 
natural outside
spiritual inside 
co-arising questions

Unanswered lifespan queeriosities
about important Earth health
and personal ego-safe wealth
preservation matters
that...

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“The Masked Faces”

We peeling off the foreskin of our rich culture,
Ignorance is the reason we feed on the carcass of a Vulture,
The more we fail the more we weaken the pillars of the structure,
Created by...

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Bleak existence portrayed,
nonetheless this (baby 
boomer) hybrid dreamer
oft times evocative 
edenic reveries bekiss
mine psyche with pastoral trappings
evoking utopian bliss

on par with drawing 
winning lottery ticket,
which fantasy I quickly dismiss,
where dolorous voices within me hiss
mocking pipe...

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It wasn't boarded up, like some fine space
that journey, than the path to know His grace,
a treasured item, diamond ring, I'd take
and hear from God, the promise, I must make!

I walked among the rocks, to...

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The irony of dissension
that failing path's ingress
that module with its faction
that moment of duress.

That falling out of practice
that holiness to test
is subsequent by number
a follow up's digest!

The blessing of my venture
the years of common stress
are...

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Quote: "From deep within my heart
I always catch the scent of my Beloved.
How can I help but follow that fragrance?"  By Rumi

She, an inhale of perfume on a summer day vacant as the scent...

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we sailed to the island, the island, the island
and would stay there evermore
with nothing to read but coconuts
and cocoa berries upon the tree
with no barber, Dennis or lawman
things could ghetto might strange
but we handle a...

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For flowery words I have no gift
deep thoughts I'm rarely thinking
And when it comes to penmanship
my dear I fear I'm stinking
But none the less amid this mess
I'll sum up for your pleasure
Donations to our mutual...

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Cliffs call me; yonder scenes to see,
Not to leave them dearest plains plea;
Seas see the senile sight and smile,
Heart yearns to fly free for a while…!

Faces of human beings here,
Appear clear as they are just...

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When I was a child
 a mere simulation of an adult reconciled,
 in the body of a seven-year-old adventurer -
I'd be a scientist, explorer or a writer succumbed to indenture,
 as the storyteller, poet of...

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We pass their vagrant shrouds each day
then watch as silhouettes excrete
from hovel crates amidst the street.

In fear, we hurry on our way
and if by chance our paths traverse,
we swiftly turn in rude reverse.

While passing through...

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She is one for the ages,
She graced a many a stage.
She is a Mother, She is a Saint
She is immortal, a miracle without restraint.

She draped herself in six yards of blue & white.
She gave her...

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As time were spent upon thee, not concur
from some ungrateful attitude, some slur,
and then regret, my known in thy demur,
I would but think, why did I find occur
in thy occurrence, why this track impure!

With reasoning...

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Female, I felt! Chirped differently than on other days!
As though crying and screaming in many ways
It might not be owing to the change of weather, I know.
Nor, due to the drizzles, visited its nest like...

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That leading's struggle, scened mundane
in day to day, coerced restrain,
I hold my ground, as if to claim
thy own indenture, in remain
as force for good, by God's proclaim.

And to my soul, a living seine
that pulls some...

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Like debris then that clutches rolling logs,
this fit of time ensnares like demogues.
What e'er was wholesome, now in total fog
does placate for it's venture, fanfares bog!

Aye, celebrate the venture, 'morrow's clog
will by the neck's redemptor's...

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Diplomacy's reveal, the hardship of conceive,
the woman bears the fruit to birth
the man does oft deceive!

And if the altar's reached
some freedoms are impeached
although the words "I promise" do not breech!

It must be centered still
the walk...

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