Long Maleness Poems

May supreme Force
become You.

How is whiteness
like straightness?
she asked

And how is maleness
like left-brain dominance?
he responded.

It seems, 
to usually curious
and always ancient
right with left dipolar ecofeminist Us,

Contracts are secular agreements
designed to improve mutual odds
of losing less value
as...

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TaoTime as ZeroZen Centered

Simple really, this Eastern Creation Story,
imagine all your energetic muscle tissue tribes,
alternating static yin with diastatic yang,
imagine Elder skeletal cells
and structural embryonic marrow-systems,
imagine rivers of vessels and veinish pumping systems,
rhythms and swirling...

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Defining a Man ( A Letter to my Daughter )

What is a man in these modern day attitudes and parlances of our times
harder now, I think to define a man than maybe it was
but then...

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I have a lot of questions
questions
questions
he repeats
slowly swinging
and dancing
on our creaky screened porch swing.

Radiant
in fiery ginger godliness,
mind centering omnipotence

He is so far ahead
of answers,
I feel embarrassed
to share them.

But, in not sharing
I become lost in caring
what...

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It don’t mean a thing
When there’s no bling, bling, bling
No gold adornment or diamond ring.
A brother buying Rolex
In clothes starched and well pressed
Never notices the sister
Selling jewelry to eat.

Yet,
Praise God for the sons of Adam
Made...

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What values do I choose
for a human body?
mind?
nature?
spirit?
sensory soul?

What values do we choose
for a humane embodied species?
for maleness?
for femaleness?
Yang and/or Yin values?
for empowering strength
and enlightening flow?

Do we choose these values
or do we inherit them?
Wholesale values
learned...

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I noticed the uniform, and the heavy soled shinny black boots
Not the man within it, I apologized.

I remember the clean fresh smell of maleness, as they stormed into the house,
Broken glass, ripped down hangings, a...

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The Day Your Child Stabs You
Version 1

In order to weep
I guess I must care; 
At least enough to stress
Over these words, to share. 
To her free mind, half mine
She stares down at me...
But not for...

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August wind, glass moon,serendipity...
two chairs gazing at each other in tender flow.
Hundred miles away, clouds gather
to fondle the opening and closing
of after- midnight refrains,
both trespassing a continental divide
to awaken upon scrolls of ramblings
united by the...

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Bouquet bride on a smitten horse,
Chocolate doubts and pastel thoughts.
Twister of love wails and hums,
Something wedding this way comes.

Envy ripples from jade reflections,
Last call for last chance objections.
Silenced by their kindred vows,
A shield of trust...

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You got me in rifting feel twists
of bits not yet on my heart’s list.
You got me with your careless ways
that my ways had not come across.
Yes, you laid our mess in pain’s toss.
Now I know...

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CHAPTER SEVEN
 


this seventh month… a handful of sun dust
greets my aurora skin, touching every
lace of foliage: buttered stems, blushing leaves,
soft-boiled branches with upturned eyes
silky in the veil of July’s palette
face. farther on,

i wanted to...

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 Somewhere between our song, he is there
like a delicacy on my tongue;
on my fingertips he burns
the silence on my eyelids,
and even the pang that he leaves
is a blaze in itself.
And what is compelling
about the...

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As most days go, this seems pretty good
Doesn't take much to affect my mood
Just a simple greeting like “Have a good day”
As I show up at the office in the nude

The reaction of coworkers sure...

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The sunshine today is warm on my skin but his stare burns deeper
Refusing to look does not make me less aware of his maleness
I wonder if tomorrow he will come to the street to chance...

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As most days go this seems pretty good
Doesn't take much to affect my mood
Just a simple greeting like “Have a good day”
As I show up at the office in the nude

The reaction of coworkers sure...

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Although the scent of  laughter flows
Into  my wind-swept breath ,
I hesitate the call of his rugged charm
As   violin notes serenade temptation’s play
To crawl upon my luscious  flesh   ...

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Tan leather boots with fancy stitching
Butterscotch vest with pencilled fringe
Polished black Stetson size eight and three quarters
Faded denim shirt with copper snaps
Silver oversized belt buckle that shouts rodeo
Deep gravelly voice with cigar precision
A pronounced limp...

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Our passion
                     By Sharon Maria Moemise


Thoughts of you marks the existence of my passion
Propelling me...

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KISS IN THE LIBRARY

                      Rough-hewn scent of maleness
      ...

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Strangers they truly were 
Acquintance they later become 
Friends they agreed to be 
Lovers their emotion speak 
Soul Mates the journey turns to be. 

They've chosen to be with each other 
How Beautiful she is...

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To gaze on your form
reveling in lassitude
ankles crossed
arms cradling a lolling head,

is to know mystery.

Unwritten tomes
etch the surface of furrowed brow.
Eyes arrayed in perpetual humor,
the brawn of chest rising and falling
with satisfied breath

speaks only of...

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I have a youngest sunny D
an improvising third of four
in third quarter beating maleness rhyme.

He wears the greatest many hats
but only one spirit-timed 
Hippocratic 
convocation
evocation.

He sings and shouts
C Major 7th inside voices
and outdoor D minor...

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