Long Lifelines Poems

Dear Siblings Three,

I was reading a story
in which some siblings became estranged
after their parents died,
while others moved toward greater solidarity.

This is a variation on a diaspora story.
But, here growing physical distance
is seen more as a...

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"transference"


transference 
in a narcissistic world
propaganda for the 
unsuspecting
validation 
for the damaged

writers 
soldiers 
victims 
survivors
war fought daily
in shallow trenches

buckling at the knees
stand up 
brave comedians 
salute compatriots and cowards 
caught in their camouflaged net
all the crumbling...

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To prepare for final cosmic breath
exhaled

echoing first breath
inhaling
waiting to exhale

silent sacred pause 
for Earth's final soliloquy 

Terminating all humane
and inhumane futures,
healthy
and disturbing relationships,
elegantly excruciating ecstasy

Leaving hell
without receiving Heaven

Surrendering commitments
to health
and lack thereof

Future obligations
and past assets

Resigning...

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"Energy fields extend to infinity.
Consequently they are open--
not a little bit open,
not sometimes open,
but continuously open.
The long-established view of the universe as an entropic,
closed system is rapidly losing ground.
Proposals that living systems were open systems
led...

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I'm still waiting for my first automated rifling phone call,
Scripted to begin:

Hello Gerald Oliver Dillenbeck!
What would you like to health invest in this wealthy day?

So I could answer with
Compassion, even for telemarketers
of narcissistic death technologies.

I'm...

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When the enchanted 
jailors of life, 
siezed my soul 
and those
sepals unfurling
manipulative
manuscripts 
ceased to 
script a twinkle 
above screams, 
I became a 
slave to my 
own silence, 
chained by 
granite wings of 
masked butterflies, 
who...

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Blind man
Feeling anothers thoughts by touching his hands;
Can you tell who I am by my darker shades that follow the cracked, dry lines of your palms? Do you see what I hide from everyone else...

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Sometimes, when 
your sparkling spirit 
waltzes with me 
to the perfumed 
periwinkle grooves 
of saffron breezes, 
I'm lost in a forever gaze, 
within those 
flickering ferns
of a nascent nightmare, 
where I ain't any 
velvet-purple orchid,...

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I have taken my last hunting trip on earth
Discovering what family is really worth
My life is moving on with a new kind of birth
For I have seen my last sunrise 
Disappear Into the dawn of...

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I once was a
sea lavender star, 
soaked in sunsets, 
draping evenings
with soft yarns of
hydrangea haze ~
before you stole
me from those
sangria skylines like
a windswept wave,
and placed my
hyacinth heart upon
the tan throne of 
your verbena soul. 
Never...

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Where the Railroad Track Meet 

Grasping, lunging as does a donkey for the
dangling apple leading it forward, I reached
for the ever elusive spot.  That place where
the railroad track meet.  Almost had it in
Idaho...

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Are we not flesh?
with scars of the heart?
Needing are we
to confess our
darkness?
As it is foretold
Darkness was upon
the deep
Ether, and 
Thought became Word then Sound
Then came light.

Are we embraced
by Seen and unseen
Forces?
That if we speak
As God...

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When cyan night's 
raspberry moon
is dipped in softness 
of the afterglows, 
I gaze at that glossy
first evening star between 
creamy fingers of 
my cherry palm, 
which trace lunar kins -
those angelic fireflies, 
twinkling and pirouetting,...

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Expressing for those who taught me how to express
I have so much to share and tell...
Writing for those who taught me how to write
That how they made me smile...

Cheers to life with you beautiful people....

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Pouring Raindrops by Majid Dodeen

Oh, my fate and soulmate in every trip and travel 
Oh, my beloved and dearest companion in the journey of a lifetime.
Oh, my sweetheart, lifelines, and oxygen when I breathe in...

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A weary way-fairer all lost in wood 
One dark night fending for food fell in well— 
Unused and dry— it left him fate to brood, 
But clutched on still to Banyan roots that fell 
Into...

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Is Mc'quarie bank loosing the plot? as it dreams gray digits
And attempts in fact a blot.! To remove the lifelines of cheuqe and cash, that bedrock.' Australia this is like a sneak attack smash grab.?
From...

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LINES

We LINE up in traffic, or clear out the door, 
And there are BEELINES we make, to the seashore.
Get mad and we're "DRAWING A LINE IN THE SAND," 
He USES A LINE when he asks...

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I gaze beyond 
the sky of sapphires,
waiting for a
spark of sailing light,
listening to 
the balmy breeze~
they kiss the 
rays of silver,
with tales of 
my eclipsed past. 

Maybe tonight dandelion 
wind will dance in sync~
to sunset...

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Opening a new 2019 calendar,
January unveils an Arctic Wildlife Refuge view 
of glaciered mountains
behind a frozen river
surrounded by bedrocks
grey and bleak black
and rusty brown.

The Wilderness Society caption
claims this as our "treasured landscape
that the indigenous Gwich'in...

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I once rode a hurricane 
from Trinidad to Budapest.
Almost drowned five times
grabbing onto driftwood that floated by to stay alive.
Prayed and prayed for a ship to passby.
Finally landed in a place of many temples 
A monk had given...

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The human synchronized synthetic sympathetic empathy I robot schizophrenic mechanism
My lifelines technological I think therefore I am and showing potential
Experimental experience my influence controls the inferior 
Mr mirror man with a digi cam i access...

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She stumbles over wish-less objections,
     frozen times, out of rotation
silent quotations of words never said.

Rightful wrongdoings/cotton candy-flavored lies
 hide beneath black hazed shadows.

Still stanzas whisper secret
   hopes/misgivings/dreams/realities
bleed crescent scars...

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Hand Puppets


Hard, calloused and dirty, it pleaded with me.
It had no eyes, no face, no soul.  Or so I thought,
or didn’t.  Yellowed fingernails, dirt covered and
trembling faced upward as would a beggar’s
face. ...

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Watch me wail, wag, and whimper,
as I lag, lumber and limber, 
my adult algebraic ass umption of 
love lorn lustful, 
pussy prison promise
fake, Falk, filters
when married daughter
becomes married mother, and OMFG
whatTFdidIgetmyselfinto 
Low behold and singlefold
did...

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