Long Outbound Poems

supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Ice cold mic hold 
A flow that’s so ferocious 
a Higher level focus
Exposes my neurosis
bogus amateurs are hopeless
Yoga poses lotus 
Possibly psychosis 
Or Musical symbiosis
intelligent my opus 
intellectual Hypnosis  
Rhythm in fluid motion
My style...

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I OPENED A DOOR IN THE UNIVERSE
AND FOUND MYSELF IN A WORLD
SURROUNDED BY WHAT APPEARS TO BE 
ENERGY OR SHALL WE SAY ENERGIES.
WAVE AFTER WAVE OF ENERGIES.
I HAD TO QUESTION MYSELF...  
ARE THE WAVES...

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with thanks to the Environmental Defense Fund:

Advice from a permacultural ecosystemic:

PENGUIN

Dive into life;
Avoid undiving into dying, stagnating in reverse-time ruminations.

Appreciate days;
Depreciate decomposing night-dreams.

Take long walks
off short deductive pathways.

Stand together;
Avoid falling apart.

Go extra cooperative miles
rather than...

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What, Where, Who

If I where asked the what, where, who
That drives me to write poetry
I’d say that if I only knew
I’d leave right now this misery

But I’m afraid I’m not the sort
To answer in straight...

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I am so lost, I need you to hold my hands.
I do not know who you are, or understand.
I know I sink in darkness and never land.
My feet don’t know the ground, so they strand.

It...

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I see your tears falling like drops of rain                          ...

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When thinking of indigenous wisdom,
I feel more globally open,
more universally connected,
hoping to hear with multicultural listening ears
and astutely perceptive eyes
deductively retouching
inductively felt nonviolent communications
with all natural/spiritual dipolar
bicamerally balanced EarthTribes
present
immigrations from Earth's past
emigrations toward co-passioned future

EarthMother...

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She whispered in my ear of neon lights, 
my mother,celebrated actress,
waning star in sick bay,
zany bird nest hairstyle on display,
lock and tress erect,
skin-fold ripple eggshell pallor,
mothball end play flutter from the wings.
I, devoted sibling, reluctant...

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Brave men brought together
To fly the bombers
To hamper the power
 
Enlistment their will 
To serve the free
All humble men 
As history will see
 
Hearts shaking
On this white knuckle ride
Hero's them all
Side by side
 
Outbound flights
Planes...

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F A M E
                               ...

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Life Revealed      5.6.16				

Troubling times came crashing in swiftly like an incoming tide smashing everything in its path, destruction miles wide.
Without warning or a piercing scream life was revealed, unveiled in...

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Outbound calling is a given task.
Log in only in one website,he asked.
But this addiction don't know when would last.
this affecting my job,Oh no!
Am I losing my mind?
Dialling,communicating onshore.
Dealling and mocking by American people.
Do I have...

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Emotional intelligence
is best watered
with transparency
and fed through vulnerability.

Vulnerability becomes accessible
through practicing win/win courageous expectations
even in the most enduring partisan win/lose spaces,
secular and sacred

Transparency becomes articulate
through practicing multicultural curiosity
active and benign and free of prejudgment
and western...

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O’er Harper’s fields the sun rises and stirs
Daybreak awakens, night is forsaken
In valleys low, dense fog occurs

The sun rekindles all that slept
Young fawns lay, white foxglove sway
Visions are absorbed, memories are kept.

Warm touches from the...

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By the chalk-white cliffs of Dover
Where the English country ends
There we watch the ferries going over
Some in some out, the usual wend
In our youthful common blithe
There we sat on cliff-grass wasting
Wasting time and never hasting...

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A picture speaks a thousand words..
A picture speaks volumes
A picture captures the precise moment in time..
Frozen forever in just a moment

A smile
A frown
frozen solid in an instant..
Where were you at that exact moment a picture...

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If I am not like you, you have been taught to fear me. I have touched many the wrong way, I have touched many the right way. When the duality of the spirit within us...

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Free and unbound, childlike exuberance
Love within bubbling, marking innocence
Earth life’s highs and lows, a merry-go-round 
Each time the first time, leaving us spellbound 
Soft attention, melting in each cadence

Recognise oh hermit, self effulgence
Flowing in rhythm...

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A Kite by Weston Gregory 

Gamed and played, swift to flight
a kite outbound disengaged from 
gravity's might
A laughter of sort at least a smile
that by and by we can untangle 
humanity's plight

By swish and swirl...

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She's got cat eyes but she sees with her mind
A feline vision of a curious kind
A calico beauty with a purpose to ascend
She seeks to encounter our alien friends

Bewitched or enchanted? I really can't say
The...

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