Long Preachy Poems

Date:   January 4  2046

Damali and DJ were active in the 
Small house sprucing up for their
Day. "Hey happy birthday partner!"
Damali jostled DJ. In the main house 
Now 11 morning time. Damian had
Plans...

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When I was a child
my evangelical family 
went to People's CoOperative Bible Church,
to rapturously pray and praise our privileged preachy partialness,
political and economic and social and environmental,
spiritual against physical apartheid
of superior, divinely-inspired, theology,

Yet, somehow rooted...

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The Petty Posh-Wahzee - Liberation & Ostentation


The Not-So Distant Past:

The fallen fighters for freedom, are unable to turn in their graves,
their battered, fragmented bones, mixed with a handful of torn rags,
are all that remain, a...

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Our forest habitat
gusts breezes
across our skins,
as darkness slowly turns
toward bright sky light.

My son
who cannot walk
nor speak his name
talks vociferously forth and with
and adding as this morning breeze
together part of Her embrace,
playful tickles
across his advocating happy...

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I have met some wonderful people on SoupVille Lane.
Without this extraordinary and fantastic poetry
community, our paths may have never crossed.
I just want to let you all know (you know who
you are). Who has supported me...

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My stomach
and lower core rumblings
and dis-communionations
hope for some further feeding 
consuming way
to not merely tolerate
but gratefully digest
what my gut 
won't easily 
organically appreciate
and comfortably eliminate

Can only traumatically depreciate

Has trouble resonantly ingesting
what eyes and mouth
salivate to...

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A knock at the door...
( I don’t believe in doorbells)
What appeared to be a man and his wife
were standing off the steps on the lawn
The man had a nervous, stern look on his face
and his...

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Quickened Pace
~~~~~~~~~~~
In the day rapidly approaching
a rapture of which there shall be no more…
of parasitic encroaching
the minds of men
bent on sin…
“Love wins!”

I have read 
from beginning to end
the books of many men’s sins
Their concepts galore,...

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Like Jesus I'm prophetic,

I've come to set you free

by loving the way 

ignorant men cling

to their prejudices

Love you indiscriminate

of right and wrong,

sin and not guilty

Blow your mind utterly

and completely

Bend the human condition

towards reunification

Leave ninety-nine well fed

and go...

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Grace Paces in four faces
…………………..
Graces in four faces 
of trinity, three paces
 living in life races
a lion, a calf, a man, an eagle
A flying eagle…
complete and legal 

Ah….Loves grace intervene…
by and by one shall wean
of...

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He lives his faith simply, humbly and honestly,
he does not sit in judgment nor is he preachy,

neither does he act sanctimoniously in any way,
he teaches himself to be God-fearing and saintly.

Politicizing religion, claiming moral ascendancy,
piously...

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Charity starts at home 
don't 
we say?
Be kind to your kith and 
kin 
come what may.

A family's not only your 
safe 
haven
Tis pals your very own 
roots
Water these shoots with 
love 
devoid of hate
So they...

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Sometimes it is hard to know what to write or when to write when you have just about every
thought possible flowing through your head. I wonder, "Should I please the public with
how "poetic" I am...

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Sense spacious silence speak
Prize primal pattern peak


Void vets vibrant vile voice
Cream clumsy changing choice


Toilsome thoughts tunnel time
Meet moist motionless mime


Feel fond fancy flavour
Opt old odd off-odours 


Form fleeting formal face
Glimpse gaudy grinding grace


Face funny faulty...

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By men’s dismissing laughter challenged,
It being sheer insanity ignoring the lips-twisting thing:
Round-table talks on it speedily arranged,
No more sexual meetings with any man, no fling!
By the suckling of her infant measurably scared,
Because of its disfigurement...

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I danced on eggshells year after year
‘Til all that remained was sand
Still you wonder how we ever got here.

Paths strewn with landmines, shrapnel and fear
You won't hold me or reach for my hand
I danced on...

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It was E. B. White
who famously lamented

Waking each morning
feeling prevented
from improving
his worldview experience

Or waking each morning
feeling joy
for improvements made
during views of Earth
sacred smack in Her 
other wise dead head
inexperience

Or something
probably not so involved
but with the...

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I thought it would be fun to pretend to translate 
a yakuza-enka (gambler folk song) by Shintaro Katsu, 
to be sung with gravelly grave seriousness.

Nobody seems to love me
Or care about my pain
My sandals are...

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Prime pretty play
Dream deeper day


Live laughter loud
Prune preachy proud


See silly stay
Pick poignant pay


Love lines loiter
Mind moves matter


Verse vivid voice
Charm creates choice


Shrewd style speaks sound
Grace grows grand grounds


Mystic mind moves
Gracious gifts groove


Cryptic calm croons
Beauty brings boon


Gain...

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Is still the game in town. 
Whether you recognize it or not,
It makes no difference.
Whether winky frown, hashtag or Kermit meme
has taken rot of your existence.
The world is changing, and at breakneck speed.
The elements are...

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My parents were 
far from preachy. 
They went to church 
separately and I went
to the children’s service 
separately as well.

But as a family we
went to many Irish wakes 
that enabled me 
last New Year’s Day
to...

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