Long Naturalists Poems

Quakers build their cooperative politics
on following consensually-held fertile lights.

Buddha adds,
Follow your TruthLight,
back through our universal co-arising (0)-spacetime equi-valence
dualdark Out/In Breathing-Landscapes BiCameral MindBody Balance,
ecology of birth through regenerate rebirth
of eco-ego-cooperative Zen-Zero-investment
Earth-0-centric Health EcoReGenerativity,
Creativity of Love and...

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From Darwin, and other naturalists,
we learned survival of the fittest
as polymorphically equivalent
to thrival of the fit-in-ingest.

Hmmm,...fittest mutual cooperators
...or maybe peer-to-peer positive-to-positive
equals reverse correlative negative-to-negative communisystemic.

Yikes!

At least permacultural naturalists 
speak evolution of biosystemic species
as an EarthTribe...

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I've read several modern day prophets,
some green naturalists
others more ultra-violet spiritual,
a few indigenous,
the occasional zealot.
All diversely agree in predicting
we are not post-millennially
and trans-millennial here together
by accident.

Both you,
and us,
co-incidentally co-present,
hoping and praying for and against each...

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The Butterfly


O butterfly, o butterfly
how and by whom did you come by
your name? Theories abound yet all
ring hollow and improbable.
Least credible, if not absurd,
it’s based on an Old English word
“buterfleoge” and is speculated 
to witches...

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Humanoids …
Machine people, we have them at our disposal.
I envy these soul less creatures for they as Angels
do not feel any kind of pain.
Our robot, Ed Burkye is a French guy,
the machine person, although
I do...

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When I spotted Saint George in a van,
I feared that his horse might be lame.
Or worse, in a Doggomeat can,
when hurt in some chivalric game.

Saint George, it appeared was not happy,
now carried around in this...

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We love to make lists,
To describe, name, number.
How can it have value,
If not on my list.
As logger I stand
Before the green forest,
The numbered trees
Are ones to cut.
The forest cut down
Is only to me
Bigger box to...

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Gardens of golden threaded Cyprus;
evergreens perfume sings me halfway to sleep.
I breathe in the wafting scents of neighbor’s roses;
with elation my spirit weeps.

The drumming of leaping goldfish in a pond nearby calls to dragonflies and...

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What is it about a Wizard's appearance that gives me pause?  I 
     always find myself guessing about what type of lurid surreptitious 
     act of...

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This date, he left, many years ago, my friend.
Sqidgy, his name, my dog, a mutt, personified.
As a pup sat in my shirt top pocket,
oft slept to the beat of my heart,
days when I walked miles...

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Yes, thank you, read it, and replied.
Belated, but this poem you’ve inspired.
Your adventure, all the thrills, of nature
Victorian history, for me a virtual adventure

Often on one’s forays into the wilds of nature.
Thinking, why else should...

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Cascading from the hilltops.
Pooling by the trees.
Finding paths between the rocky peaks.
Shimmering back to the sun its beams.

A powerful, constant feature.
Uninterrupted in flow.
Naturalists will search and discover
Where the water goes.

Majestic, mighty and loud.
Yet somehow it...

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Lurking in the foliage
Or shooting from the air,
Ivory poachers seek their prey
To naturalists’ despair.

Elephants, both young and old,
Are gunned down every year,
For reasons that their missing tusks
Make eminently clear.

An easy source of revenue,
The tusks fulfill...

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