Long Raveling Poems

Like so many of my colleagues,
I have finally started "Community Resilience Reader"
edited by Daniel Lerch
of the Post Carbon Institute.

So far I would not compare "Reader" favorably
with publications available from Permaculture Designers
planting and harvesting polycultural slow-grown...

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Poetry Soup                                 ...

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~ JOURNEY to the center of me!~

Yield upon this blissful moment!
In, a cutting-edge welcoming,
This minute can only maintain-

Yesterday’s journey~ Desire~

The world inside my head, can think,
Deeper than a dream;
Up till now, anticipation has hovered my...

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ROCK PAPER SCISSORS

I heard that somewhere in India they say ‘stone paper scissor’
And my bible says they stoned James to death, 
I am hoping I am not to be stoned, for what I would say
And...

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Dare we wear the frocks of an old year’s passing
into the new… threaded deeds overlapping?
Or bare we anew on fresh laden free wings
the beckoning’s to come of much newer things?

Shall we leave behind what’s said...

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Creating a romantic poem in the streets of Rome
Reading a book tucked away in a comfy nook
Eating ice cream in the middle of my dream
Arriving on time when it didn’t cost a dime
Traveling to exotic...

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Musings consumed interior frame
Shaken with raveling thoughts of fright
Slides of memories pursued relentlessly 
Rattled by visions of terror instead
Banging knocks ensued beneath
Locked chains wrenched apart in rage

Lured by facade of unexpected fate
Time for regret seemed...

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R andom radicals rush rip-roariously on ward 
O nerously oggling on-lookers abroad
A nnealing axle-grease atop ankle-high boots   
D eliberately dashing dilettante seekers
T raveling tenaciously toward tree-lined detours 
R oad rage roars, racers recline,...

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E ach Wednesday evening we eat soup and bread,
A simple meal like one our Savior ate.
S upping with dear and closest, trusted friends,
T aking the food to meet His coming fate.
E very one is regretfully...

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Zombie:

Cold, weak, and no aim I break through the large coffin I was buried in. the black, soft soil washes over me as my heavy putrid limbs graze the rusted nails beneath them.

Coated in the...

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C runching sounds erupt from beneath
H umbling voices of satisfaction
E rupt within your mouth
E mbroidering the taste of cheese 
S mooth atonement immerse your tongue
E ngrossing it with calmness and amazement

C heese croissant is what...

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She felt horrible both inside and outside 
Her anger gathered with years of age
Her loose belly, the epicenter of her appearance tried hard to hide from the mirrors 
Avoided hard the laughing ears
But all in...

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