Long Matured Poems

I think he's talking about a cooperative bicameral political system,
with "How to talk to the other side".

And what could that possibly mean, dear Yang?

Well,
I was watching this Ted-talk from Marin,
by Robb Willer, as I anciently...

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People, Places, and Things I Didn't Know I Trusted

I rather suddenly, and belatedly,
realized I trust the highest and best use for language,
for every community and communication of faith,
for every school and pedagogical political enculturation,
for every...

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I'm not much of a writer,
more of an activist,
a doer,
timeless doing.

Anyway, my Yang side,
which you AnthroTribes might recognize as EcoJustice,
emerges from my PositiveYang/NegativeYin Balancing 
compassionate/revenge YinFractal-Dialectical DiPolar
appositional
negative co-relational,
co-arising side.

Just as my Yin Compassionate/Immune Empathetic/Aptic Elation
emerges...

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THE FRIENDS

They were the best of friends to the best of friendship
They did everything together to the best of friendship
The three wise men that came together from different locations
One from the north, one from the...

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The waters of the Holy Spirit stirred with strength
And commenced to churn itself alive inside the well,
Forming a new maelstrom so radiant it seemed to rise in special presentation,
Roaring its heartfelt existence known
Our prince roared...

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The finite contemplating the infinite
The stardust male and female still flush with light
From exploding stars, seeding new possibilities, our true progenitors.
So that even God Himself must take note of our passing (in its season),
Such elemental...

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As I watched my daughter playing with her son, I couldn't help but see myself in her. I still think of her as a child, but I guess parents always see their grown children as...

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Reaping short terms benefits...

before marital savings bond matured
as a then quinquagenarian.

Courtesy gerontologists medical practitioners
allowing, enabling, and providing
the elderly population to live
longer and healthier lives.

Linkedin with longevity loosely translates
to resurgent libido spurring
older folks predilection
to participate in...

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I loved my job as a botanist, which took me to many foreign lands,
Like the golden sun rises smiling, to meet all our natural demands.

I was always marked for this work, ever since I was...

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When I was a little girl, 
I spent so much time hoping for…
The day I turned 12, 13, 16 and 18.
I wanted to know what it would be like
To wake up and see that girl...

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Frog in a Well

By: Joanne Jin 

1.
The Frog

I am the frog in a well:
I do not speak; I do not move–

I think of sundaes and sunshine and all the euphoria,
But I can’t help but carry...

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“It is not the deer's tag.  We do not use tags.  These deer are free to come 
and go as they wish.”
     “Oh, alright then!”  He turned quickly...

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Don’t you want to be saved from fear?

I won’t let you go into the flames of destruction

Don’t you want to live our life in cheer?

I shouldn’t worry the way I do or I won’t function


You...

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Note to Readers of Previous Versions:
There are so many new vignettes scattered throughout the poem that I hope you will reread the whole thing! There are many new GEMS, improvements to previous verses and improved...

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Kites still left hanging upon the winds oh, yes, the generous enchantment, the ever-innocent simplicity. 

Warning us and swirling around and whooshing about amid the humble Streams in the Spring. 

Time jovial, patient Offering Loving...

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On the spur of the moment forecast by eternal script in the stars

The Bard strummed his guitar and sung a ballade from heart’s lute 

Wild horses would not keep him away from her as he...

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"Election Edition"  posted 1 Nov 2020
politicians:      like diapers, need frequent changing (for the same reason)

debates are like steer horns      a couple points with lots...

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I stood on the corner this morning
Absorbing the fresh morning air
listening attentively to the morning news
That has everyone so upset and confused
The morning sun is just peeping out
with its orange and yellowish color
Stirring lazy bodies...

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I'm sorry momma.
I'm sorry father.
I couldn't be the man you raised.
You instilled me with morals and values,
from which I chose to stray.
I chose to leave those college days,
just to be on the streets stuck in...

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It was the summer of my 16th year. Mother encouraged me to spend part of my summer vacation with Granddad, a self-professed stoic. I reluctantly agreed, for he was a peculiar man. I couldn’t imagine...

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For Years !!!

Four years have been on the run, on the wane
and yet, I still feel your beauty, still feel the pain
that came with – an end – the end you made me aware,
of, we,...

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The Antics Of A Yoyo Thief

Potential life of as juvenile delinquent
(ala bam mean future streetwise thug)
stopped dead in the tracks – manacles
the above two lines hopefully gives hint
nearly changing changing life of one boy
an undersized...

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As Exodus tells his story,
Moses was compelled by God
and then invited,
commissioned by inside/outside Voice,
and bv voices of Israel's extended EarthTribes
to lead them through forty desert years
of sometimes nomadic wins
and mostly immigrating losses
in a competitively shared...

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As I child, I wanted to go to heaven because I was terrified of hell. As I grew a little older and found out more about what heaven will be like, I wanted to go...

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A Harlem hoodlum, (albeit respectable)...

ready for night time in bedlam
after swallowing me favorite dram,
cuz reasonable rhyme resembles flimflam.

Whiling away his time playing solitaire...
initially prepped, honed, and crafted
November second two thousand and twenty
slightly tweaked February nineteenth
two...

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