Long Relocation Poems

It may have been the devil himself who prompted the kids in my schoolyard back in 1947 to chant "Patsy Foley's roly-poly from eating too much ravioli."

At first, no one could remember who started the...

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It's hard to say where and when our town's People of Faith Cooperative started.

After all,
we have all emerged together,
and are still emerging
people of TaoGod,
right?

Our faith includes defining our still humanizing species
as among those not capable...

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On the canvas of a cold, grey, winter sky,
In large black letters above the Iron Gate,
Read the message: "Arbeit Macht Frei".
A shrewdly sinister, propagandist lie,
Designed to deceive all of our eventual fate.
This was the very...

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April  2051

Diary I've been having some kinda
Bad luck lately. Because fate just
Seemed against me. What is going 
On! Okay let me tell you diary. Sheba
Wants to move in here. I'm holding
Out for as long...

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Personal vicissitudes pronounced irrepressible self loathing

Ever since mine late boyhood
when unstoppable coded 
cellular processes did segue
I experienced abhorrence
toward yours truly,
an extremely introverted kid,
whose parents nor siblings
(one younger and older sister) could
not arouse him 

out of...

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“They took the whole Cherokee nation
Put us on this reservation
Took away our ways of life
The tomahawk and the bow and knife”
        From “Indian Reservation” by Paul Revere and...

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Another long weekend’s upon us and we’re ready, set to go,
To get amongst the bream again, along the river Tambo.
Our adrenaline is rushing and we’re really bloody keen,
To celebrate with fishing while, we’re toasting to...

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this world is threaten to be smitten
by the bastard child of Great Britain
witness the ultimate hypocrite 
banning other countries nuclear armorment
while simultaneously developing it

Bush is so queer
kim jong like don't come here
and he knows that...

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I am dreaming the past
Past when KBC was the only station
Each morning started with the anthem of the nation
We had to know your intention
Before saying anything through the station
Each anchor had a level of education
While...

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I will never forget my ex wife telling me that

... everything was wrong and everything was my fault ...


‘I won’t tell you what because you must find out yourself’


My world broke into two pieces or...

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HARMONY 69
The night of twelfth December `69  
knotted together an icy storm wind 
that whipped False bay`s waves 
to white -frilled blankets.
Thunderclaps against primal rocks
resonated through a ghettoe of glowing tents
on a dark, rough...

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We had a crazy kind of love.
So full of fun, so wild.
Two grown adults who
brought out, the others inner child.

From the very first night we met.
We felt an attraction so strong.
Together every free second,
From that...

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I'm not a shapeshifter or a drifter searching for a home, 
one who's weary of roaming like a song on the wind 
that no ears can hear except for mine alone.
I'm not a gypsy cursed...

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My BROTHERS --the Cherokee ---you may refer to me as cross-breed-- or not.
As an ancestor ----if it’s your aspiration?
My Grandmother----half Cherokee- half Blackfoot----as the old tales were told.
Citizenship with your sovereignty —till she was three—that...

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Knowing Eyes - an aging elder, born in Black Bear County - famed for being fearless and the wisest of his tribe,
Met with ‘Diamond-Jim’ Van Dyne, in 1634, when Jim - a ruthless wheeler-dealer -...

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Ever since mine boyhood
I experienced abhorrence
toward yours truly,
an extremely introverted kid,
whose parents nor siblings
(one younger and older sister) could
not arouse him out of his emotional torpor
akin being on par with
Peter Peter pumpkin eater...
whereby he (meaning
author...

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From the year of Eighteen ninety,
survives a sad birthday tale.
As told by Private John Burnett,
eighty years old when it was told. 
Of needless deaths of Cherokee,
inflicted by relocation.

In Eighteen hundred thirty eight,
President Jackson did decree,
all...

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I have some info to dissipate
It took me a decade to collate
And now it’s yours for free
After this exposure I will flee
To a faraway country
I will work in an infamous pantry
There I will fall off...

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Peep this boo message,
if you dare ...

Keyhole knowledge 
of what cha’ see-hear
might give you a fetter scare

It’s best not to wanna know,
if you can’t handle
forced transportation
Or cruel subjugation,
by way of 
cattle prod relocation

This kinda fetter...

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Along with other assorted mail, I received the telephone bill today.
I thoroughly examined it and discovered much to my dismay,
A bewildering assortment of taxes, fees and sundry charges.
It seems that with each passing month the...

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I look at the world's population, formation and the nation does not know how to 
build a foundation because of temptation..
so i put in quotation from my own translation "LET ME AND MY GENERATION BE...

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TRAIL OF HOMES

	                              1983
  ...

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Moved everything here to be with you, 
What more did you want me to do,
Let my job go so I could be in your world,
Then my settled life became unfurled,

These eyes watch you turn my...

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As i sit here and reminisce of my 
joyful times as a kid I think of how 
big your Heart was and all the 
Knowledge you give.

While under your care no 
recreational landmark was far...

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I host many song birds,
but never enough.

I steal them from neighbors
with lavish tax-relief offers,
free food
and housing
in exchange for their relocation
and entertainment.

I love them all
but especially red cardinals,
him with her.

They hang and fly together.
An integrity couple
more...

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