Long Knowable Poems

“The God Complex”



His face imprinted 
hidden under layers of ink
he whispers his words

like a haunting breeze
dust blown off the pages
towards the back of their minds

once-in-a-while 
reminding them of stories 
they are eventually, all souls

book-marked 
tagged...

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I suppose my worldview life of mind
and witnessing view of few
deep well
hearted Earth
Bodies

Would feel easier
healthier
lighter
safer
more powerfully co-inviting
without chronic win/lose stressors
popping up
against downstream sundry, multiculturally 
diverse

Technologically
Digitally
and yet Organically EcoGreen 
possible

Future prophets
without ecologically probable 
health 

Potential for...

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It might take a more comprehensive review
to explain why I thought it would make sense
to read
The Dialectical Behavior Therapy Skills Workbook for Anger:
Using DBT Mindfulness
and Emotion Regulation Skills to Manage Anger
(Chapman and Gratz)
AND
Evolutionary Enlightenment:
A New...

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Coming To The Garden

Long-lost secrets at Misselthwaite Manor.
Mistress Mary moves from self-centeredness to
self-awareness, leading to self-healing.
This tale's secret seems simple but not so.
A space to sense one's spiritual serenity,
children seek silence in a stillness place...

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What do I see? I see ... THE ALL ...

The chance to kiss deep the matter, dark, and merge with the macrocosm ... to
embrace the tremble of strings, like the fingertips of a lustful god,...

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You are my "Brother" but I do not know you? You are my "Mother"but I do not know you?"The Lord God Almighty" knows you and me: The "Master True": He Created all of "The Elements"...

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LOVE FOR GREAT OR SMALL

Many eons ago, in minds far superior to ours
from a past Man never knew the earth became habitable 
before the savage became Homo-sapiens
visitors had come from unknown worlds scouting earth for...

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Like ‘Nevermore’ sketched into water by Salvador Dali
Quickly running a message up a high mast in Mali
Or Michaelangelo his genius wild, cutting a lady less forlorn
With a savior already finished with work and free from...

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on behalf of the little guy
deep behind enemy territory
welcome to the nameless republic
all good capitalists want a monopoly
all good physicians need you sick
the National Antidote Party broke down the door
I told them everything I know
so...

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Mach my words, that time travel aye
foresee (rather than being 
     at a stand still, nee frozen 
     analogous to cry

oh ja hen nicks, or more particularly...

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Something to talk about                          thinking about the box  ...

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For almost a decade now, 
a beach ball has been firmly wedged 
between skeletal roof cross beams
at my local swimming pool 

No doubt some kid kicked too hard, 
and it accidentally got wedged tight

But come...

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Fear of God, Translation of Carlos Bousono’s poem, Miedo de Dios

(The second and fourth lines of these quatrains all end in the same rhyme, a feat it’ll be hard to maintain without appearing to be...

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The mistake made in word association is thinking that an associative word should fit
normal patterns. Normalcy isn't always consistent with creativity, therefore, the design may have to change so the poem fits mind frames. In...

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Spring Dog,
like any terrorist
I've ever not quite met,
not seen eye to eye,
nor found knowable,
nor fathomable,

Out to see the world
and form colonies
to feed his cancered Ego,

Teaches his hungry disciples
that success
goes to those who push
most resiliently.

I work...

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A feral battle between two starving men
That rages for ages with no knowable end. 

Deep in the pit, exchange blow for blow
No escape, never free, forever held down below.   

Brown bloodied rags hang...

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Boulders,
split wide open,
with rounded river-shaped edges,
greet the rain,
their rushing Creator,
everyday re-creating

Fossils
witnessing time's solidarity
between flowing rivers
and boldly shaped
deforming compassion
for lowest sedated intent,
immortal purposes of flow
yet majestically Progenitive

Transparently vulnerable icons,
open seasons of geologically irrational
time invested
in transporting communion

Like...

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Why do I create?
The simple answer involves
the complex mystery of 
creation~ the more knowable answer
is, I am lonely...needing something,
someone outside of myself
to bring back in, to hold close for to cherish
and love.

I would not write...

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Humankind has been grasping for knowledge from
the beginning, fear of the unknown was always forbidding.
Why does the wind blow?
Why does the sky crack open with light, sound and fury?
Why do the oceans roil with such...

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I am dreaming of you tonight,
though we  may never meet
but if  we do,  you will know me
by my hyacinth shoes.
You will remember me in the pale blooms
that float on
billabongs or ponds

I will...

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Cheerfully relaxing
Happy and content
Resting from it all
I am here - I am not, I am
Surrendering, I become it all
Timeless and eternal
Mysterious but knowable
Always
Speaking words of
Silence


And a Merry Christmass to you all.



A brand spankingly new poem...

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I was thinking of the soul
 that mysterious un-proven source of being.
Thoughts came to me of a mystical place 
where-in the mossy ground of a sacred forest,
a portal existed,  below the quadrivail 
of four...

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Wheelchairs
Chariots in Heaven

I tell you now in earnest, 
there is a secret behind all things, 
real and unreal, 
set and unset, 
tangible...
believable...
and knowable, 
to your core. 

The practice of driving a chair, 
here where people...

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Beyond every picture,
every panoramic or keyhole view,
miniature or mural,
beyond the frame of perception
or the corners of our eyes
beyond the focus, and the seeable distance
the great known fades into otherness.

There’s millions of pictures of our world
all...

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