Long Medicated Poems

Feminist ecotherapists,
deeply immersed in polycultural ecology,
a systematic teleology of cooperative nutrition economics,
remain rarely flushed out from their safe spots.

A self-isolating,
often eremitic,
subspecies,
with shamanic nature-as-spirit tendencies,
our most articulate mentors often wander off
to pray for,
breathe and suffer and...

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Now that Crimson Fire was gone
Fire Eagle needed to gain experience.
For over ten years he travelled the lands
helping people, learning from many other druids.
One day he knew he would be called up on to
take the...

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I am a right-brain prominent writer
which must not be confused with
a prominent left-brain writer,
which I am almost decidedly not
nor would I aspire
toward such all or nothing thinking
and not at all both/and feeling.

Like most writers,
I feel...

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Imagine,
for the two thousand and twentieth time,
Yang is hierarchical upside power hungry
from above,
authorized to prey on those yins below,
however resiliently they may pray.

Yang grows politically overpowering strengths
of an autonomously omnipotent god,
pejoratively associated with patriarchy,
and ethologically...

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My mother-in-law
drinks her morning gin
out of a pint-size Mason jar,
and self-righteously prides herself
for not wasting water by adding any in
and for not pouring or drinking
before her biscuit and red-gravy breakfast,
usually about eight a.m.
now that she's...

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She was grace in its purest form. Thinking not and caring not of her 
destination, she soars across the angelic sky on her tiny golden wings. Yet her 
feet never left the cold laminated floor....

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2/28/21

Dang it
Still doing the same s***
On a planet that is overpopulated
Always getting faded
And intoxicated
Often facing Goliath, call me David
I won and was elated
I also loss and got frustrated
My ego rose or it deflated
The one continually...

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I'm curious if I'm still endowed with words
Like never seen on this site from me
Words that won the computers for my high school
Words that were written by my hand so quickly
But not my own so...

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Hey, I like Fast cars, I've lived agood life, wand the worst life like the one your waiting for.
 Time to grow up, be a man now the perfect life knocking at your door. It's...

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Victims of Straight
White
Patriarchal History
are usually not hopelessly unenlightened
and permanently disabled

Ostracized by Self 
and/or Others
from healthy democratic
co-redemption

Baptized
and medicated
and meditated
into Truth seeking Beauty,
Sacred Voices seeking Secular Choices
reflecting cooperative EarthTribe's
most win/win integral
indigenous Wisdom.

The unStraight
unWhite
unMale
are not unPeople
living outside touchable
tangibly...

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Fragile long I’ve been 
Broken like a split wind
Leaves blow through the doorway into the hall 
Another scandalous fall
Desperately trying to fight the call to split 
Some wit I’ve nurtured 
An insecurity blanket I’ve carefully...

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You tell me to show you my pain,
Declare me insane when I bleed the veins,
Weather change as I speak the rain,
Stand over Judy's grave,
As I become society's slave,
Apply the stress to my chest,
Nest and rest...

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Through the storm surge and chaotic sky, 
the scale of destruction: hell on earth, 
towns flattened into a horrible wasteland, 
the deluge created ghost cities in a second, 
every night spent is a horror painted...

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Through the storm surge and chaotic sky, 
the scale of destruction: hell on earth, 
towns flattened into a horrible wasteland, 
the deluge created ghost cities in a second, 
every night spent is a horror painted...

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the sun was setting
motorcycles were coming in as strays
it was a gathering of eagles
the parking lot fills before the sun 
has disappeared into the horizon
another red-to-orange day's ending
in the Arizona sky
due to absorption-specific light frequencies
why...

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People like me do not live 
We survive
Day to day and hour to hour
Born into poverty
Raised in abuse
  We ate trash
    We were trash
      And no...

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What is in the doctor’s bag, I want to see all that you have.  What is in the doctor’s bag? The dog is foaming like a frog, what have you don’t to it,? It...

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I was looking over my stuff here, and itseems I've lost the talents I once knew here.
I write ancedotes for my column. I do journalism- always some deadline or project that I work well under...

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The Lost Art Of Composition

too often my thoughts and the ability to express them
are taken hostage without a clue to the cause
this is an affliction familiar to many a writer
as if madness wasn't enough
it proves...

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It ends how it starts

I end each day the same way I start, 
every day that I start 
I got a lot on my heart 
and my mind fell apart 
from my failure to depart,...

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I saw blue memoirs fell from momma's eyes, as she looked into my brown retinas. Swiftly she removed my medicated glasses, a dominant gene I carved out from papa's bottled eyes. "Oh!  sorry D!,"...

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Another White Christmas
coming down
hard ...
Asphalt bitter cold
Danny Boy blues ain’t o-Kaye-o     
Broken glass Dean-o voice
Martini sing in absinthe stinging
d minor   ~   Road to Hope got
Crossed 'B' out...

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I came walking on daytime’s wake
a pigment dry palette of dreams
filled my pockets with hope
digitally mastered visions of glory
fuel for the broken fires of passion
each step of the journey a trial
each path a temptation to...

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You aren't worth killing myself over
No matter how much has fallen upon me
No matter how much the days ahead will bring me down
No matter how much my own body tries to waste itself

I'm not gonna...

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internet doctor
these are my symptoms
This is everything wrong with me
a list of complaints i have noticed
hoping there is something i can do
to bring back my health
and hopefully pull through

Lists of complaints
everything i can think of...

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