Long Mistrusted Poems

DT2 came to me, unwillingly and clandestinely,
only because he was referred by his mother,
who was concerned that he was growing up and out
to become an ego-terrorist,
and she had heard of my feminist work as ecotherapist--
so...

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Always respect this combination of fire and wind,
she tentatively said,
after having listened for healthy and pathological winds
regenerating and degenerating,
investing in and divesting of,
yeasty flames of fertile dopamine.

They, like you,
co-arise of and from the landscapes
in which...

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Back in the height
of our pre-millennial military-industrial
post-revolutionary days
of competing excess...

No, love,
Stick with
Once upon our Sacred Times...

Once upon a time
here in the US of Northern Americas
we used a Reservation Model
to dispose of hopelessly disabled aboriginals,
too RightBrain...

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Before we had the LeftBrain eclipse word,
circa 1200s on back through space and time,
we had great sacred transformational co-arisings,
re-alignment as BlackHole icons
of ancient eco-alignments,
Yang solar resilience 
with Yin lunar resistance.

Before we had dualistic separation,
from sunlight's...

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When I was about twelve
I began to see my future
as a ruthlessly effective
overpoweringly sublime advocate for justice 
as global peace outcomed and measured,
As a courtroom drama officer
of the U.S. multicultural Court EcoSystem,
A flaring hot attorney
of...

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All this long week
of early spring head colds
our National Public Radio informants
and performers,
speakers and listeners,
have been about the business of raising capital investments
preferably in their corporate direction,
to support further public broadcasting
for the benefit of our...

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What my kids too often fail to notice,
and what I am guilty of weighing too lightly, 
to avoid timely discernment,
are contrasts in density of opportunity
and toxicity of risks
hidden within our values and disvalues
themselves.

Disvalues shallowly accepted...

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My youngest son
reminds me
We are often so outside voice loud
inside,
we can't hear ourselves think,

LeftBrain language
for RightBrain feeling
You're so inside my personal ego-boundaries
I can no longer hear myself breathe
or Sacred Earth blow
and chirp
and surf
and quake
and storm,
where...

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In memory of---- all lives taken by unfair justice.

 Solely in my room, I can't stomach the sound of my pulse
 I sit here alone to forget the taste of air
Deluge by the scenery -...

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There were moments when I couldn’t pray
Days when I just went my own way
I let God down… didn’t give Him esteem
The respect that He should have had
When I realized He was my Father, my Dad
The...

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In memory of----

Solely in my room, I can't stomach the sound of my pulse
I sit here alone to forget the taste of air.
Overwhelm by the scene -unbelievable footage
18 seconds  long, "I can't breathe."
My judgment...

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my child, thru this prism
is how the dragonfly sees
life in a myriad of perception
and what i wish for you to learn
from this prism, these words
are that  there are many ways
life appears thru eyes
yours as...

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in the magazines
anorexic women
men who look infatuated by them
psychological manipulation
not yet fixed

The reason it only happens to those few
different psychological types
and that one targeted

By studying myself i realise
the potential i have to change minds 
and...

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The story of “hello” who used to patrol the streets of Britain.
 
When I was a child, hello was the most feared thing on the streets. Hello was controlled by masters and when hello met...

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In all things, give thanks.

Surrounded,
overwhelmed by claustrophobic depression,
gratitude.

Gratitude, a sacred noun,
positive attitude, a secular verb phase.

Depression and gratitude,
depressed gratitude,
mystical oxymoron.
Impossibly essential
potential.

Repression and victory.
Hope in and through blind and deaf,
senseless faith in power of positions
over doubling...

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We populate our LeftBrain language with nouns.
We populate our RightBrain relational verbs with objects,
with objectives,
cooperatively positive
and competitively mistrusted
as notnot double-binding negative.

We populate this bicameral life with animated subjects
and unanimated,
static objects.

We animate Earth-bound sensory experience
with dynamic...

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Beyond the curtain – past the pane
   There lies a world I thought I knew.
The knowing and belief now being slain
   And the chill begins to lay the dew.

Once solid steps...

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S/he listens for powerful words
and hears deeper moving sounds
resonant sighs
empowering peace replies
corroborated with his eyes.

I see Her capitalized nurture meaning
and trust what remains visible
long after forgetting short-lived 
persuasive 
weaponized purposes he has veiled
and she unveils

Especially...

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I’ve been deserted and forsaken, 
relinquished and reawakened.
Renounced and completely vacated,
living a life intensely complicated. 
In the throes of woes, I’m saturated. 

No more time of sincere elation, 
now only a lonely sensation.
To this pain...

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Patrilinear
monotheistically monopolistic
CAPITALists
calculate potential endurance
of terrifyingly terrific human consumer time

Left for anxiously anticipating rhymes,
reasons for seasons long trusted truths
ego-coloring beauty
captured by
and yet beyond spiritual inspirations
rewarding
redeeming
competitively cooperative nurturing nature.

Matriarchal poly-enthusiastic multi-
bio-culturalists
also account for cumulative synergy
expanding territorial dictatorial...

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Earth sciences
spill through LeftBrain spaces
and consciences

As artistic time-travel images
back through sight and sound
and more deeply into fragrance
and taste of sweet v sour and bitter, even worse
and touch of good v bad mistrusted, 
sometimes even mutually...

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I have become so tired and lost
There’s nothing left within but mistrust
Mistrust of myself mistrusting this life
Mistrusted you all but now I don’t fight

I ended my life every time I could try
I ended your love...

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Goodbye is a feast finished
The last morsel down the hatch
Improper to ask for seconds
No aperitif to this lonely hunger

For every goodbye must be a hello
Even if no one arrives home
Welcome your darkness, don't go
My mistrusted...

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As I lay here dormant;
Why? are you here?
Someone's in the audience
Few are crying
There's an Elder, Minister, Pastor speaking of me
What are all these people doing here
Where's  the mirror
Look at them are they real
Tears flowing
Where...

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