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I solemnly received my first toilet auger
As if it were a knight’s well-tempered sword.
It meant I’d passed my ninety-day audition,
And seemed to me a suitable reward.
And so began my tenure working maintenance
In the nasty nitty gritty of a toxic circumstance.
But I’d scored a small apartment, living duty-free,
So, it was time for starting over’s second chance.
A thousand plus apartments needed tending.
When a work ticket printed, I called dibs.
Seventy buildings built of brick and dreams.
I was privy to the skivvy in all those skeevy cribs.
I’ve encountered many silent tribal totems:
Hindu murti, Christian chi rho, Muslim script.
But no matter the religion of the trouble call,
For every useful purpose, I came suitably equipped.
There were feral cats, roaches, and bedbugs
Infesting hoarders’ floorspace wall-to-wall.
I dealt as best I could with the detritus,
But my biggest stress was over-night on-call.
While paying the price of complete independence
I may sometimes have hammered my thumb.
Though I may be a hack in the handyman trade,
I conducted my final campaign as my army of one.
And I came off a winner.
Welcome to our City midst Nature’s beauty
Absolutely the Summer Capital of this country
We consider as blessed by the Almighty
Carved along rich cultural history.
Settled inside the Philippine Cordillera Region
Buttressed by mountains as fortress-icon
Our City reigns upon hilly summit’s dominion
Thriving around pine trees and sunflowers’ beacon.
Midst tropical climate, yet smiting humid temperature
Our City serves as haven from fiery weather-pressure
Offering breezy freedom around fresh coolness pasture
Along sweet blooms’ pleasure and serene view-leisure.
Named among Southeast Asian cities that are cleanest
Our City is marked by garbage-free roads with good smell’s zest
While parks and malls invite along their comforting rest
Devoid of attacking wastes’ odor and infesting pest.
Tourist attractions of various city-facets glow
Include paradise exhibits midst botanical show
With steadfast man-made edifices withstanding calamity-blow
As well as tenacious stone walls where light beams flow.
Our City’s festive celebrations are indeed vibrant
Exposing harvests, abundant; and thanksgiving, so radiant
With tribal floats’ parade along colorful motorcades, jubilant
Expressing rejoicing residents --- persistently triumphant.
*2 Corinthians 2:14 Now thanks be unto God, which always causeth us to triumph in Christ, and maketh manifest the savour of his knowledge by us in every place.
April 14, 2026
4th place, "Your City" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Christopher Delegans; judged on 4/23/2026.
Here it lies in a pool of non-consenting blood, barely beating and still in shock all the while being whispered to this was love
Man is usually the predator and the weaker of the two is the prey, but when it comes to hearts who is to say
Anyone can be vulnerable, anyone can pay the price, just by giving in to feeling when you’re tired of all that runs through your veins is ice
At first it isn’t forceful but at the same time it isn’t fair, the way that your heart trusts the other believing it has found its pair
But sometimes you’re not even looking for it and it will hit you like a brick, and drag you down into the depths of the underbelly and make you feel so sick
Infesting you with its needle that drips its sickly consistency, concocted of strychnine and evil enraptured in a seed of unwanted ecstasy
Sometimes you’re tricked into believing that you asked for it that you’re the culprit here, but raping someone’s heart isn’t right that statement should be crystal clear
You’re taken and consumed forcibly into an attack, a fight that you weren’t prepared for, and your heart is defiled and left for dead writhing in pieces on the cold hard floor
Your heart is now wanton, violated indescribably, destruction has made its home here and no peace resides within and never will there be
Your heart is spoiled, broken, bleeding, untrusting and wants to never love again, it looks like a battlefield where you can’t tell the reality from the casualties running through your head
Do you report this vile transaction, and if so, then to who? If you don’t then the wicked one will walk away who raped your heart and mangled it too
But if you do know their name, would it really be a crime, it’s their hearts word against yours and it happens all the time
That unpleasant naked feeling will never go away, you can wrap your heart up in pretty bandages, but a band aid won’t make it okay
Your heart will never trust again even if it wants to try, once your heart has been raped, you’re never the same, I should know because that is how I lost mine.
Mr President?
Words matter
?your words matter
your words of hate
?your words of division
your words
?calling fellow human beings?
scum,
vermin,
criminals
invaders
rapists,
murderers
sub-humans invaders
who are infesting
our borders
words matter
they matter a lot?
and is it little wonder
?that people listen?
to the hate you
gleefully spew forth
and some deranged people?
take action
?on your call
?for action
against the invaders
?on the border
?they march
to the border
?to kill the invaders
your words matter
?Mr. President
?and your false
words ?of regret
fool no one?
the damage has been done?
the hate has been spread
?just as you intended
and you? have the gall
?to call yourself
?A Christian
you are the anti-Christ
?you are not a Christian
?so please quite pretending
?to be what you are not
please man up
?accept your responsibility
?set things right
?apologize
the dead though
?don’t need your prayers
?they need action?
they need leadership
and you are the president?
so please start acting
?like you give a damn
and if you do so?
perhaps?you will find
?people will follow you
but please?
quite the words
?of hate
?the words that hurt
and quit calling
immigrants ?invaders
and vermin
?they are human beings
?they are deserving of respect
this I ask of you
?In Jesus’s name
?even though I am not a Christian
and neither are you!
note: this may be too political and in your face but I don't care. I have had enough of this nonsense. We must stop the carnage in our streets!
The economics student
was gaily rooting around
absorbing nutrients
like compassion
investing in deep learning
positively resonant roots
and negatively dissociative
branching values
and toxic disvalues
When s/he had a bold
green epiphany
These cooperatively positive values
were
are
will also inspire
"Nutritional health
co-arises green economic wealth."
An ecofeminist textbook
not yet streaming
polyculturally accessible
thus continuing
a chronic NorthWest Hemisphere dominant
monocultural
monotheistic
cultural mystery
Why two negatives
trust equality
of positive
polypathic energy
regenerating nurturing integrity
of synergetically fused co-passion
This economic empowering
and enlightening principle
applied throughout any polynomial
YangTime 1
equals polymathic Yintegral Whole 0 Space
Spreading Open EcoOrganic Green Systems
empowering squared-fractal
dialectical binomial spiraling
LeftBrain dominant integrity
1-positive
equals RightBrain bicameral NonZero-FullSum
0-not(not) dipolar co-arising balance
also not-not
Dominant Capital Yang
monoculturally overpowering
Recessive but Positive
Yintegral Nutrient Flow
1 Whole EarthSystem
naturally over under-spirited
0 full encircling systems
co-binary valued
as Positive Universal-Yang/Unitarian-Yintegral Balance
Green EcoFeminist economics
also health/wealth cooperative politics
Positively eco-politically regenerative
LeftBrain healthy space
dipolar co-arising
not(not) degenerating RightBrain wisdom
Indigenous wisdom time
revolving toward integrity's green Earth
economic potential
for investing
in natural love song infesting
enjoying this spiritual co-passion
dance reunion
Restoring
healthy
happy wealthy
ecofeminist enlightened
masculine empowering poli-statistics
Peaceful green cooperative
global revolution
resonating revoiving values
of indigenous LeftBrain winning
ego-nature
is also winning
for RightBrain feelings
about EcoFeminist Earth
Economic spirit
of nutritional systems
NonZero WholeSum designed
To harbor
and co-passion,
conserve
and co-liberate,
universal health integrity
of green uniting wealth.
Cooperation is
about potential of relationship,
for equitable integration,
maybe even some healthy co-arising assimilation,
correlation
co-relations.
Cooperatism is about investing our healthy time
in ourSelves
and each and every EarthBound Other
Earth’s vast loving health potential,
evolving
revolving
dissolving
involving
divesting
investing
infesting
While Capitalism is also about wealth-investing our money,
commodities of sacred Earth's equivalent value,
net-working anthroprivileged resources
and ecosystemically synergetic assets,
Earth’s therapeutic regenerating AnthroMind/EarthBody balance,
political and economic cooperative
perennial revolution of healthy climates, of course,
but recovered
re-involved
re-connected
re-ligioned through polyculturing/multiculturing
resilient/resonant true-health EcoLogic
wherein Earth’s longing to repurpose
greets sublime AnthroErotic coital co-redemption.
Capitalism, divested of its Cooperatistic Political and Economic Evolution,
is a sad reminder
of AnthroSupremacist wealth v. poverty
over-industrially militarized
divestment from permacultural eros roots
Neurosensory win/win reiterative health
versus
win/lose 0-sum pathology
Capitalism, divested of Cooperative Models and Theorems of ReGenerative Developmental Creolization,
is a suffering suboptimizing reminder
of Capital's integral potential
when re-invested through natural/spiritual
EarthBody/AnthroMind
Cooperatism’s co-binary
vast health wealthy potential
politically resonant within
as economically resilient without.
Wealthy republican capitalism
healthy best re-invests
in healthy democratic Cooperatism
as light is drawn
toward Earth's revolutionary recircling.
Capital feeds agapic cooperatism
as wealthy AnthroMinds
erotically co-engage
healthy political
sacredly integral
EarthBodies.
I need clear blue rivers of life
to not always flow away from me,
in some direction
I can't
or won't
go right now.
I need green commitments to home
to feel mutually nurturing,
sheltering,
organic,
peaceful,
cooperatively engaging
in nonviolent communion,
co-passionate integrity
of sacred emergent space.
I need the sky
to not always feel grey,
dampening my curious natural spirits.
Instead,
I want to always imagine,
as needed,
as invited,
as if sun summoned,
a radiant blue sky
singing reflections
of invisible spinning stars
on the other
lighter side
of deepest icy winter's
dense
dull
dark cloud bank
of settled in oppression.
I need rich black soil
to support my feet,
my nose,
my stomach,
green trees,
brightly colored plants
and amazing animated animals
giving back robust excretions,
reparations for past extractions,
borrowed co-investments
infesting EarthTribal
creolizing rich brown humus.
I need my rain-bowed neighbors
to notice
applaud
cheer
celebrate
when two elegantly athletic white swans
sensationally fly upstream
to hang out at our downtown harbor
where we eat
and drink,
rest
and float,
dream
and gloat,
on land
and sandy water,
at least side by side,
if not honking happy
swimming together.
All ye who enter here
despairing statues of salted liberty,
merging solidarity with Earth’s poor hunger
to range free falling Victorian bricks
and mal-bourne sticks
to land here with now
with all arrived before you
prepared to grace Earth’s healthy breathing space
and time of BrickWork connecting sacred place,
restructuring minds co-infesting recomposing bodies,
bay to mountain swinging resonant designs
recycling Earth’s health-bourne habitation,
celebration
with all entering good humored here
with bad tumored now
climates of each day’s great dissonant transition.
LifeWork EcoLogic draws history written by our stars.
BrickWorld Cathedrals incarnate Earth’s green musings
sung by sunlight’s empowering designers
of MultiCultural ReGenesis.
Seek within our lower reaches
to resolve with sensory roots
reforming crowns
searching hidden ex cathedra gold,
deep beneath not-so-rushing,
lead headed crushing stone.
Conjoin these bricks
of nature’s rich vocation light,
regenerous
religious enbrightenment
to guide our humbled exodus
until we enter here once more
to sing and dance
among Earth’s ReGenerate Cathedrals.
blah blah blah blah blah
my eyes glaze over and you don’t notice or care
blah blah blah blah blah
permission denied to use my headspace for waste disposal
blah blah blah blah blah
I keep desperately hoping this will all soon end
blah blah blah blah blah
how can you live with all that crap building up inside
infesting every corner of your darkened mind
looks to me like a pus infected bubbling cauldron
blah blah blah blah blah
for God’s sake open the window and let some sun in
blah blah blah blah blah
let that putrid and rancid air escape
I see your blood pressure escalating
all I can do is shake my head
your spirit is trapped under that pile of rubbish
blah blah blah blah blah
totally impervious to your dire need of an intervention
overwhelmed with your exponential decline
I don’t know how I can help set you free
you’ll never find your way out
until you realize your demons are within
and you really do hold the options to free yourself
AP: Honorable Mention 2025, Honorable Mention 2020
For the sake of ratings. We've been played again
Media mongrels, rewinding the worst of mankind
in the bowels of primetime
24/7/365 (hog)feed.
Leaving us ununited and completely cleaved and bloodied.
We've been played again by big pharma (those lords of greed).
Poisoning the sheep for short-term profit.
Pushing corrosive chemicals and vague vaccines.
We've been played again by ogre-run governments.
Infesting districts and house seats one by one
with grabbers -never givers,
Anti-American haters and Master race baiters
flag-burning bottom feeders...
Pursuers not of happiness but of mayhem and anarchy.
Godless creatures of the anti-everything.
We've been played again.