Long Lungful Poems

My LeftYang eye and ear,
and maybe throat
and hand
and probably vocational foot
remain adamantly persuaded

My most successful time for deep ecological listening
and watching
is immediately after inhaling a vast theological lungful
preparing to speak my WiseElderness
into the remaining yin...

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Be not complacent 'bout dire global warming...

Thus spake Zarathustra 
necessitating donning layered clothing
in tandem, especially trumpeting   
being with wise mind and economical
exercising usage of fossil fuel 
completing most tasks 
involving driving automobile
courtesy designing...

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The Generation Gap

The fragile, flawless ice encased 
the crumbling soil below
And with it brought bitter winter’s taste – 
the seed that wouldn’t grow.

Many a foggy year ago, 
the father had bought the plant
Had carried it,...

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Walking in the trees one day
I watched the weather change
A figure approached
White as a ghost, with a hand behind his back
Walking at angles odd to me
And humming a tune of sorrow
Trekking to a meadow of...

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You Are Not Invited

--Latching onto my soul without an invitation--
Elements around my shore expose more than air
--Playing with fire is not a game you will win--

----
Silently she swarms in like a leech, 
Feeding and sucking...

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The sun blowtorches its way into the water, 
fragments, and the bottom is an aqua sky 
webbed by white-hot lightning. 

Here and there, legs hang like halved mannequins 
disappearing into a squiggly-bright ceiling, 
through which...

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Once again
the sound of magpies
hunting fill my head with
images of daylight

and picnics we took
under ash trees
on top of itchy 
blankets

I know you only read
those books for me

to make me feel
safe in having something
to say when...

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Lots of calculation...... 
goes into the jump 
x=y+5 x e=mc2 
To stop you ending in a lump! 

That's what I am told........... 
It's on the back of the ticket I was sold! 
Well here I...

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Breathe: inhale the sky, the song, the peace
Feel the rush of light, the sensations of grace

Breathe: exhale the smile, the chuckle, the laugh
Touch the brilliance echoing hope through the heart

Breathe: in and out, sucking in...

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Summer Night
 Sven, my best friend, had a motor boat, we`re young 
and invited two girls with us it was a summer night we 
had a cold beer, Sven who looked like an actor got...

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Cramped in dark seclusion
A little soul in wait to be whole
Like a fish in a bowl of ocean
Adrift but can gulp a lungful

It’s the beginning of an end
Chrysalis out from the sphere
Emerging from cocoon bend
Exposed...

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Walking down Lehigh Ave in North Philadelphia where I used to play

Now I see teenagers playing with dirty syringes and caps of rock

Women strutting and screaming, "Hey," to the car slowing down to peak

Gotta get...

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hear me out or don't
  it matters not
 ~ this recall 
   isn't 
       due 
      to promises 
  ...

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You marrow-deep in the bone-dry field,
sprawled like a wishbone snapped wrong-
the ground drinks your weight,
but won't swallow you whole.

wind combs its fingers through the wheat,
a mother's touch turned phantom.
That house- small as a postage stamp,
licked,...

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Here comes the phase
Where I put on this mask yet again
I hate to act as if I care as well
Knowing that I can’t adjust a lonely thing

Feeling so hideous
Equally inside and out
Numb it all
Even me

The...

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Angst in the night

 A nebulous soul was looking for a body to possess,
I was in a cocoon of dread pressed down
could not breaths
The thing, this being was stealing lungful of air.
Terror is a kitchen...

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Angst in the night

 A nebulous soul was looking for a body to possess,
I was in a cocoon of dread pressed down
could not breaths
The thing, this being was stealing lungful of air.
Terror is a kitchen...

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