Long Latticed Poems

Fear of Climate Success

If you're like me,
which probably already reduces the size of my captive audience
to Zero,

Regardless,
if we're like we used to be
when we were born
with all the potential integrity neurons
of the uniting universe,

Through childhood...

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Each Zen ZeroSoul
invites a sacredly unique understoried purpose,
enthymematic matriotic meaning
through nurturing Health-Wealth Consciousness.

ZenSoul identity
heroic voice
shadow sacred
yin-suppressed
among LeftBrain Dominant
adolescent RedStates,
monocultural extraction planners.

Red or Blue
and Green 
between
depths of social Turquoise personality
for outdoor aquatic conversations,
ebbs and flows,
eggs and...

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ZeroSum Spirit
bicameral begins
playing through Ego-Eco Me.

Nondual trinitarian bilaterality
of a Mother Scaling Tree
forecasting and shadowing
WinWin
healthy branching
and rooting properties.

Spirit consciousness,
DNA with RNA tribal strings
of multicolored cooperative intelligence.

ZeroSpirit
fractal-seasoned
developing psychology
phylogeny
homology
toward
WiseElder WinWin GoldenRulology.

ZeroAnimated
AcclimatingMundi,
full-mooned Boody
multiregenerational cosmos
where ev'rything grows living out
and fades...

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I find imprisoning parallels
between early Nazi Germany
and early Roaring Trumpian 20s USA,
between fascist and fake propaganda,
between judicial patriarchal-privileged racist stockpiling,
between CEOs living above our democratically inclusive laws
while self-pardoning for agressions,
trespasses,
debts against a cooperatively co-investing society,
between...

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A  stunning scene. Edited for our insatiable reading pleasure.  High on a tight-rope.
The debutant wearing her 2-piece at one end. The isis general at the other.The plot is for them to tip-toe, slowly...

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Prophecy is risky
and peculiar.

Prophets so seldom unveil opportunities
to win resilient integrity
without concomitant risks
of unhealthy failure.

Prophets of booming doom
and gloom
far outweigh voices for Golden Rules
and healthy tipping points
toward organic wealthy Ratios
to thrive opportunity rich
and risk free...

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This unhappy man, that was me, was always sad and lonely like a dry log in green forest. I woke up one morning, more dejected than the morning before, threw away the flower-embossed curtains off...

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Once within recycling time
lived brother Paraclete
as sister Sophia,
and vice versa.

Written across each bicameral heart and mindbody
these two live on
as controlling Yang
with nurturing Yin,
somewhat before their Western cousins,
Paraclete, God's Justice Advocate
as Sophia,
Wisdom's Holonic CoOperative Spirit.

These dipolar...

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Chapter 14b (King Ptolemy the Second)

With a travel bag to carry
Their belongings and essentials
And they rode by wheel-borne carriage 
On the road down to the harbour 
 
There they stepped aboard the vessel
That would take...

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The formless spider, shaking 
            coins of mourning dew off her back, 
           ...

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When we lose access
to our most primal Other,
our EarthMother experience
dreamily following DNA's developmental scripts,
original sacred scripture
of external habitats
becoming internal identities,

We lose not only our spiritual sense of security
but also our natural taste for liberty,
independence,
Freedom to...

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I heard today
a corporate goal
"To free the world of cancer."

What I heard, instead,
"To free the Earth of human toxic nature."

Often rooted
in feelings of not belonging,
not being good enough,
not even fitting in sufficiently,
too toxic,
unbenign,
too loudly aggressive...

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We draw life's patterns, vibrant and bold,
We arrange our karma, both new and old.

In the mandala of time, we place our stories,
In the chakra of days, we set our glories.

We shape tales of anand, we...

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How fast time has fled in limitless wingspan
How months and years have merged into eons
Bringing such changes, so awesome and spectacular

I have come swinging open the iron gates
Of the Netherworld where I have been asleep
For...

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My verse has been chosen as Poem of the Month at Sherborne Abbey!

The curious offerings of sacristans
Are given in obscure humility
The symbol of the cupping of the hands
Enshrines the essence of this mystery
The dawn unlocked;...

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(Original poem)
Frozen ripples of moments

When in the hued horizon the crimson sun rose
I saw you flash across my dew latticed meadow
Chromatic glare of dawn flushed your satin face
On flow of time the ripples of my...

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Free verse : Indulgence

The sunburst dawn’s flaming film 
flushed your flamboyant face,
as the horizon turned to golden fresco
in my dew crowned meadow,
you flittered like a butterfly,
my yearning got poised on frozen time.

Before you could fly...

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A Sacred Trust
An old cleric sits in his rocking chair
He is on the porch of a lakeside cabin
He is remembering with tears in his eyes
A boy many years ago making his confession
*
After pushing the mauve...

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In the live network 
of intricate unassailable design,
invisible layer on imperceptible layer, 
the latticed mind is stratified.
On spiritual strata the devout strands
align with the innate awareness,
sublime sagacious patterns 
of pious perception are unified.

Many existential attributes...

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A troubadour came by my house;
beneath my window he did sing.
I had never heard such melody
or listened to like lyrics ring.
He sang a song I understood,
a song of love for me alone;
and , gazing through...

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In the live network 
of intricate unassailable design,
invisible layer on imperceptible layer, 
the latticed mind is stratified.
On spiritual strata the devout strands
align with the innate awareness,
sublime sagacious patterns 
of pious perception are unified.

Many existential attributes...

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We
richly green mountains
of germinating
Jeremiah prophetic strength

Before we formed you
in our valleyed womb,
we knew you

Before you came to life
rebirthed
we consecrated your humane species

We witness your
polycultured prophecy
to Earth's linguistic continents

We transubstantiate
and thereby bless
this sacred grace
taking late summer's...

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The Ballad of Love Distorted 

The horse’s ears flicker in silent rebuke
His rider is tense, taut, confused. 
Raw frost shining in soft silver rhythm 
And the cutting cold wind is unforgiving, 

A dark house ahead,...

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Behind that screen you are waiting to hear
“My dear, please confess. Why do you fear?”
My body burning and my soul bound for hell
“Do hear me now, my confession’s a spell.”

“I confess, I love you more...

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In the world nurtured by pristine nature,  
in God’s own lavish land so divine, 
a child is born with an empty malleable mind, 
where budding beauty of purity finds a niche, 
encased within the...

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