Long Prophetically Poems

It had been a hellish week.

On Monday
my lonely and tired AfricanAmerican husband
told me, as gently as possible,
that what I had hoped was a temporary separation
is to be extended into perpetuity.

This separation had been scheduled to...

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I heard two distinct voices in the night,
Conversing amongst themselves most eagerly
They whispered like children in excitement
Their sardonic mouths sung many savvy tunes
It was Death I could perceive, defending me,
And he, a strange, distant friend
Seemed...

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Something strange

and unexplainable comes this way,
this way, it comes to us sly and fast, 
some say, perhaps, 
it has already arrived, 
it walks unseen, in the midst of all, of us 

we go about our...

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"The Precipice"



In the Autumn 
she wore a wedding veil
A cold winter would lift it
Kiss her lips passionately to 
speak words of 
LOVE
on a 
late roll call

“Well, that’s insanity for you” 
some snakes would hiss
others rapture-faced
on...

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Stones do not speak the language of men or of angels.                        ...

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To Ecological Greens
concerned about tolerating
evangelical 
monotheistic Red intolerance
of unstraight
unwhite
unmale
unhealthy
unsafe
panentheistic EarthDays
and dualdark wiki-nights
potentially bicameral
bipartisan
bisexual
binomial
neurosystemic cooperative regenerations
of win/win resonant
robust images

Any nonbinary person
all growed up
in a homophobic
straight
white
male anthrosupremacist monoculture
must not fail to see
to hear
to smell
to feel

Will have trouble...

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This brisk, sunny March morning, I return from delivering my son to his adult daycare van.  

Upon opening The Norwich Times, I delight to read the new Center for Safe Futures "will be taking...

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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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Send me no more peak experiences.

They are too dear
for my everyday time budget
of liberal
liberated
liberating 
resonantly exhausting compassion.

I am too addicted
to conserving resilient peaks,
avoiding dissonant valleys
of mundane anonymity
sometimes winning
sometimes losing
in-between equanimity
integrity 
of co-empathic co-arising intent
for more...

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He begins
commenting on Chuang-tse
who was commenting on Laotse's
"Exalt not the wise
So that the people shall not scheme [win v lose]
and contend [in partisan debate];"

Wait, am I in the wrong place
or the wrong day
and or time?
The...

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Paul Tillich wrote 
"nationalism hates and must always hate Judaism and prophetic Christianity."

When he spoke of nationalistic patriotism
he was thinking of fascism,
as the logical conclusion
of those more loyal to a specific supremacist space and time
than...

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I currently conjoin with AllSouls,
a sacred green communion of saints
and sometimes sinners.

A few live together,
couples,
extending families
reaching multiculturally out
through AllSoul roots
regenerating pasts,
transforming future generations
now repressed by fear of global climate pathology
as thick and toxic
as lose/lose ecopolitical...

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In theology,
and ecological healthy
and pathological relationships,
I know self-righteous fundamentalists
and nonviolent nondualists,
and most everyone else
processing together
win/lose
either/or
in-between
both/and.

Odd,
how such an abstraction
between fundamental uniformity
of sacred energy
and nondual co-arising unity
of divine-humane light,
can sever a healthy 
sacred-secular 
polynomial balance,

A harmonic resonance
championed...

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Sherri Mitchell invites us all
to gather more cooperatively in our search to avoid
once again in this Fifth Extinction MultiGeneration,
the entitled
privileged
win/lose colonizing
leftbrain dominant potential patriarchal terrorist
lurking within
our climate darkening ego identity.

How do I sabotage my more...

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With women the heart argues, not the mind.
MATTHEW ARNOLD, Merope

1. The stand of old growth Melalucas,  graces the lowlands of our farm.
For over fifty years,  accumulations of leaves have formed small soft islands.

“With...

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The littlest Prince lived and died in the Vault

He began his music career early-on learning every aspect of the music 
The littlest Prince had received his first lessons from his father who had his own...

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To recall the response to a test I had taken
I thought they were lying or even faking
That I was going to have a child
All I could do was turn wipe tears and smile

Doctor had told...

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THE CURSED DARKNESS
The day perish on which you were born
And the night in which it was announced,
A sinister dark child is conceived,
May light never, as usual, shine up in you,
The shadow of death claimed your...

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What do healthy systems,
naturally spirited,
ecologically enlightened
and ego-politically empowered swell

Wellness
anthro-economic networks
wonder,
often wander around
what do wealthy mindbody systems do
when the Body squarely says
"I'm doing all I can comfortably do"

And the unsatisfied Mind asks
"Why is my need for...

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The umbilical cord

Of surreals reality....

Mercilessly attached

To this shuddered room child

Inceptions twin, of the truly unwished for!?

Choked upon its arrival, incessantly

Into this third worlds realm

Destined, for pathos brain damaged

Behind these painted red doors

Of soon to be,...

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United Nations, United Nations
What an oxymoron!
What an oxymoron!!

The platitude goes-
‘United we stand’
In the UN,
How erect we stand!
How erect we stand!!
We are homo erectus
Aren’t we?

This genocide-friendly unity of nations
With extra-care tending
The weeded garden of poison-trees.
When Hutus...

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The following initially crafted approximately three and a half years ago and presently brought a  much sought after surge of satisfaction while meandering along the information superhighway.

Panglossian Perspective 
Pivoting Poze Pretentiously

Pacific, pacifist pampered papa
parading...

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I
Here lies a small brown man, maybe average, with heart, mixed
nationalities
Sounded and spelled AMERICAN, spoke always of Africa
nationalistically
Loved words, could not communicate career choices
realistically
Johns Hopkins Professors joined ones at Indiana University (Go Hoosiers!)
mercilessly
In noting his...

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Some time
before the biped thought
of history, he carved out image
of himself, and in the murky dawn
of consciousness, began to look around
to see just how he fit, and how it was
that he had come to be;...

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It all started when Mr. Pie was a little bugger,
Just a wisp of fluff in the palm of your hand.
"Oh, isn't mama's little man the most handsomest EVER?!"
Not a day has gone by when he...

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