Long Recalibrated Poems

I would imagine Adam Smith's invisible cooperative economic
self-and-Other-investment hand,
at least during Christian Sunday morning services,
looked and sounded and felt very much
like the One Invisibly-Organic-Holistic-Enlightened MindBody of Christ.

I would further imagine
both he and George Washington,
at least...

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they disturb, deep behind my sleeping eyes
  ......
  retune my tautened strings, replay my frets
  vignette movies spin reels of dreams discovering
  fresh slants on shadowy delight
  the foreboding, ominous,...

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2/28/21

Dang it
Still doing the same s***
On a planet that is overpopulated
Always getting faded
And intoxicated
Often facing Goliath, call me David
I won and was elated
I also loss and got frustrated
My ego rose or it deflated
The one continually...

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God may tell you to move forward, have no fear He has your back 
Omnipresent, omnipotent and omniscient He's always with you in fact 
So don't worry about the destination just enjoy the journey you...

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If you'd seen this metamorphosis
Wide-eyed boy-
                      proud soldier-
      ...

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Used to be a steady sound of static
Endlessly emitting from my heart
Couldn't find the right station
Honestly didn't know where to start

Itching to open a line of communication
Linking my mind with my body
Time to fine tune...

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don't know what happened 
when i was under that vent
for all those days
something
is strange.

i like mustard on my
salad.  i hate diet cokes.
i don't like to eat the
things i used to and
it is frustrated me...

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If you were to inquire of me
To impart my knowledge about flowers 
My answer would be this
I have seen with my own eyes the Tulips blossoming in May
In Holland's field's 
On a sunny day
The likes...

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Rapid currents; we know not how to swim
What is at stake, is life of fleeting form
We let go, celebrating outcome grim
Vibrant in currents delightfully warm

No sooner we surrender, to the flow
The turbulent tides turn in...

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She took me to the place where memories are all erased
A place where broken bits and pieces of promises where stored up
She took me to the place where mistakes are all erased,
'fessed up
And cleared up
For...

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After the funeral,
the town changed its street maps,
old houses were relocated. new shops opened
in long emptied malls.

They had never shared their likes or interests,
they had not even shared an equitable life;
now she understood the changing...

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