Long Interplay Poems

I question my own interplay of psychology and political science.
Does this too facilely root analogy within ecology of climate health v pathology?

Intersections of sociology and psychology are at least academically commonplace.
I have a friend with...

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Stood I there, that last day,
On an iron bridge...
An aqueduct by design,
Where, looking dreamily out over
The Ernes Lower Lough,
My compressed shadow 
Momentarily paused -
To contently recline:
Amidst coy Junes radiant beams 
of sweet benign!
All was stilled,...

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In the intimate interlace of chance and fate, in the ultimate interplay of time and place, and with the consummate checkmate of my human dignity, all that is -- is over, in the stormy, swarming...

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those early attempts at a Mexican food
no store bought cardboard taco shells
she had to prepare her own
the appearance of the tortilla press
the arrival of the tortilla holder
became a beginning to a menagerie of new tools...

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wobbling
   earth
      Phoebus
          slipover
               &
...

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I was a Taoist
philosophically and spiritually
metaphysically and physically
long before my Public Administration classes.

Which may be poignantly of interest
because the original Taoist teacher,
LaoTse,
taught sensory experiences
of Yang-testosterone energy
and Yin-estrogen synergy
for a bicameral governing audience
with questions about how...

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A Soulful Cry of Anguish against Fate

(“The Tale of the Lonely Ghost”, a film (2013) by ANUP SINGH - who collaborated on the screenplay as well, an Indian, a Sikh born in Dar-es-Salaam but settled...

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across the Doggerland dogged people trudge
  Neanderthals, Heidelbergers...Sapiens, the last ones standing
  hairy mammoths, heavy life bearing down
  the mighty maw of an ice wall crunches, enforcing southward retreat
  remoulding the...

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spoke to stars

every 
   night
     when 
        world 
            slept
 ...

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Too seldom tolerated,
much less explicitly noticed
by Christian theologians,

This historical interplay
at work and play
in Jesus of Nazareth's
recent post-colonization day,

When Jewish Rabbi Elders
were squished inside
Roman WhiteMale Dominant
empire-building denial
of their own win/lose subjugation
defying Judaic empowering culture

Rather recently overwhelmed
by...

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THESE ARE OPEN(organic) VERSES using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols, the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' (intuitive cadence)& so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making this enigmatic form...

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Written: April 13, 2024  For Ink Empress Contest

Rumi Quote: “Words can fertilize space now and then; don't deny yourself becoming enriched.” “Words can fertilize space now and then; don't deny yourself becoming enriched.” 
...

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What is Poetry?

It is a theosophy of thought and commentary;  
transposed euphemisms of life’s temporal moments;
It is an attempt to fractalize single ideas and envelop them
with metaphorical symbols reinterpreted and played with.

It is an...

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Defecation clogged toilet bowl...
courtesy prescription laxative AMITIZA

and found (me) zee papa pooped out,
thus embarrassing communiqué I post,
a reasonably rhyming poetic shout
to air grievances
concerning outsize bowel movement
hoping (fat/slim chance)
Mike Rowe happens tubby about,
though shadow of doubt
he...

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Written: February 29, 2024
                 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

In a sprawling sward of auburn swab
A seraphic sight soaked in dew at dawn
dazed distress and dust-laden air
delicacy and...

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Hostilities
  hate
   & hysteria
          world full
               of 
 ...

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PROLOGUE
Biographies are for men who have a need to cry
To spell out what we remember is to subtract all
We forget, for knowing then nothing knew, a lie
Conjured by history, there's no a priori here at...

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This one
  for
    a 
      girl
         abandoned
           ...

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a flash of light ...
thunder clapped like cannons as
into the old tree
we scurried ...
the mouth of its little
hollowed-out gut, yawning like some
tired old man from a Dickens story ...
perhaps the chin of the
ghost of Jacob...

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Dark space
               Cold 
           &
inexorable
    soul
  ...

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I left California a week ago Sunday.
Alone with my map, I found the way.
Initial trepidation gave way to wonder.
Beauty of the land enhances the spell I'm under.

From Novato to Tahoe, the drive was slow.
Allowing the...

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I emerged with a silver pen in hand,
…and a tempest raging within.
Words writhe, a serpent's coil,
…tightening their grip,
A soul adrift in a sea of 
…self-made iniquity.

I buried my daddy 
…in the black shoe,
…by the Yew...

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Wonder not
if my thoughts are thrilled and twisted
daily and deeply by the albums of your ways,
I succumb severely to the impulse of imminent interplay
so dumb with joy, grateful for the fusion of our fevers,
I've never...

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crushing defeat
   in 
     abyss 
         of 
          nostalgia
   ...

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Penelope Alecknavage nee perskin whose death aye assay
to comprehend, this son of the late Harriet Harris - 
   November thirteenth 2016 marked her eighty first birthday
if she still lived these last eleven years...

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