Long Reformers Poems

Paradise
like Rome
is not built
and not rebuilt
and rebuilt
and redeveloped
and healed
and redeemed
in one 24-hour
cycle
and recycle
and revolving
round day v night,

And/or 
appreciatively regarding both day
and dualdark
rich and fertile 
souled and soiled
recycling night.

So too
my personal
and political
and economic
and ecological
and theologically reformed...

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I wonder if fully liberated consciousness
can only focus on integrity
becoming;

If partial consciousness
and unconsciousness of left with right awareness
is the default of dis-integrity,
of wandering through detachment
of unwanted apartheid
and mutual apathy
about integrity's personal
national
global governing pride,
organic capacity to...

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The CoOp featured Women and Families
and their Matriarchal Allies,
often LGB and/or T,
and even some curiously queerer,
but not meaner
in appropriate demeanor
regardless of habitat
and camouflage
and costume,
ready for a folksy ball,
come as you neighborhood are
at Three Sisters CoOp.

The...

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Too, the wives of shearers, drovers and the teamsters of the day 
fought the months of isolation while their husbands were away. 
Still they kept the home-fires burning and would do the many chores, 
just...

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In the twilight of my thoughts, where shadows dance like ancient spirits,
I hear the whispers of the Word, a symphony woven by time,
The eternal ecstasy of a silence that flows through the veins of the...

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Have you ever been to Scotland ?, the place of many friends,
Have you ever seen the Lochs, or the heather in the glen.
D’ya know of her martyrs, their price to make a stand,
Ever trod the...

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A sudden feeeling comes over me as vast as a dark cloud
Introspection, a plubic view of inside myself
An outcry, a protest of fear, a proclaimation of Faith
A deep emotion, A spell so strong
That she casts...

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A land of virtues with cultural grace
For myriad religions, a home place
A peace loving paradise by nature
Honoring traditions, its grand feature

Many a scholar hailed from this blessed soil
Reformers made it renowned with their toil
Assorted branches...

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THE CROSS IN THE WALLET

I saw two wallets on the shelf,
One old, the other nice.
The nice one cost a little more,
But I thought I’d pay the price.
But then I thought how I could take
That wallet,...

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I see 
I see that life is no longer the place for me 
I think that the fact that the darkness of life 
Many which are not in the time of ignorance 
Where a lot...

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A great philosopher was someone who
I read about. He was a Scottish priest.
Before today I never even knew
a thing about this guy now long deceased.
Philosophy is sometimes hard for me
to comprehend, and John Duns Scotus...

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