Long Intersecting Poems

"Hey, you philosophysing Hindu. Give me a break, Buddy. I was just pulling your leg. [...] I want the rest of the story. Really, I mean it.” Theson said nothing. [...] “I can see you’re...

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By definition, Mr. Contradiction asserts the contrary or deny the truth of something. He admittedly is hypocritical and controversial, and most often, he refuses to surrender. He fights until only death or doom defeats him....

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Dear Local Boards of EcoSchool Education,
Departments of Environmentally Protected Walkable Transportation,
Cooperatively Maintaining Public-Private Works
and STEAM Play
and WinWin GreenGames,
Hysterical Historical Associations,
Social Work Departments of Climate Restorative Therapy,
and Public Health-Wealth Departments:

Did you leave anyone out dear?

Just the...

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Which paradise is not the elusive chimère?
	 	 
…how long does it take to live one life…learn the lessons of a lifetime…find the time to live…find the time to sort things out…know what you did...

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Wishing for 1984

'War is Peace Freedom
is Slavery Ignorance 
is Strength Big Brother…'

is waiting for Godot who came quickly and travelled from Pyongyang to glorious
theoretical impossibility, but wait everything goes and now we are on to...

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"Frequency is lowering,
The pitch of voice which guides me is dwindling,
Tears are lingering,
Fears are frightening,
Things are saddening,
Appropriate description is 'worsening',

My inner mind wants to find who's kind and one of a kind,
My eyes are becoming...

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It was on the night of midsummer's eve, there was a pregnant pause. Not even a leaf was moving,
the sky so starry bright and the moon benevolently shining lighting up the moors.
It was the kind...

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intersecting rays of sun shines 
as sign of exchange of in vows
creating illusion as far as eyes are
wings of wax fly away as the unfortunate dawn arrives
Lost identity at the sight of horizon

holding a book...

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My heart waits for you so that our dreams can come true .
My heart aches for you, so remove the guard so that I can be with you 

Days have passed and I kept working...

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I rather watch a kestrel to see
Her swoop and swirl
The skies invisible maze
To feed the inhabitants of her nest
Her milk of gratitude

Morning begins with a bright darkness
And the beckoning beaks for food
There is a wind...

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I never knew she was bleeding and pleading,
Until I turned to see the blood in her eyes,
And the agonies tearing her apart.
Rejected and dejected, she gasps for breath, 
Humiliation and intimidation - written all over...

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I'm ready if you are.
Steadily walking past wekas, canoes, sailboats, motorboats, along concrete paths, down ash-felt slopes
Across intersecting car trails
Drawn only by the beckoning beach.

Feet slipping over Northland's rough green grass
Damp, spongy, smooth grit of...

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Do you walk around and wear Him as a vest and only reveal Him when the heat gets too much
Does His heartbeat, beat to the beat of yours 
Is your blood infused with His and...

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As is said, we are He, who we seek
Today, let’s find out together
Love beckons, we try to take a sneak peek
But fears and desires tether
Veiled remains The Divine Mother

Knowing not the way, we stop flow...

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On the high seas the clipper moves yearning with storms force
Parting away the waves splashing magic in lashing waters blue
Medusas token head on the fore beam to forswear deep ill omen  
Seeking to capture...

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Lately I've been thinking of space, darkness, and the lack of something. How you could travel an eon and be nothing more than a peon until you come close to someone else's gravitational pull and...

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Dark shadows are dancing
Around my bed tonight

This night’s been a mixture 
Of what is good and what seems bad

Tonight’s been transcendent 
And I’m alone in my room again.  

The glow of the lamp sprawls...

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Dark shadows are dancing
Around my bed tonight

This night’s been a mixture 
Of what is good and what seems bad

Tonight’s been transcendent 
And I’m alone in my room again.  

The glow of the lamp sprawls...

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there i was with a 100 pound headache
         wild eyed and in a hurry
filling my cart with impulse purchases
        ...

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Remember throwing a stone into a lake when you were a child…watching that stone soar…seeing the splash and discovering how the ripples returned back to the shore.

Remember if you tossed more than one stone at...

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My pen pleads 

Lonely nights offer moments of silence
and one dish suppers where candlelight seems a waste
Seated with pen in hand, I smooth the ruffles beneath
as if that will help the words flow

Upon closer inspection...

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CROSSROADS

                    Several crossroads are intersecting on paths of life.
       ...

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PATHS THAT CROSS

After crossing paths with a parent of two of my former students 
it instantly occurred to me…
how our paths that once crossed everyday…now cross infrequently

I immediately remembered her smile and how her family...

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There is a sublime pool of intersecting streams. 

I wade that wet like watermelon's green. 

Citrulline el citrine my cisterns be clean like the water's Maxwell.

The soul is luminous and gloomed by the taste of...

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My father,
who tolerated no fat,
predicted I would do nothing right
or good,
much less healthy,
in my lifetime.

My mother,
absorbing nothing too mean or lean,
felt I could do nothing wrong
now,
so probably later as wellness
swell.

Neither my father,
mother,
nor I
seemed particularly surprised
when...

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