Long Reworking Poems

Once upon a ZeroTime
we suffered great terror and loss.

People,
animals,
and plants
refused to speak kindly with each other
because of a Big Bad Wolf
named Ms. Climatic Change 
by her delightfully demented transparents.

Most all credible scientists in that day
were...

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This is a lethal ink injection.
I know I’m blessed to have rejection 
Haters in my life 
only lead to introspection 
Understand 
I’m still the man
Who are you to question 
I agree to disagree
With all your...

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Yes, Jose,
this is another love letter
from anthroprivileged me
to LeftBrain dominant you
for multicultural us.

I'm still here
sinking into my deep blue camp chair
with feet resting on a weathered
wooden platform
for my monastic tent

Now folded
and masterfully squeezed into its...

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INTANGIBLE ASSET – The Transcript

He learned very young rather vaguely very untidily and blissfully unaware. He thought the only reason to do something was to do it differently to establish its difference by his own...

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Learning helps us understand who we are 
Our capacity to grasp an idea
Gives us the ability to
Transform our environment
Our know-how used to good effect

To conquer is to try and
Learn the innards of a thing
Knowledge gives...

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Still at times I can be an adolescent, a bit of a brat
I'm always questioning things, though I'm suspicious
I admit there's time's I've been ignorant to even chat
Yeah quit a lot of the time I've...

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Thank you, for excavating from dead tongue
Under midden of lies
The archive of our own history
The outlines of identity
So we under obscurity white sheet
Could find resurrection of self
In another voice oppressed
But unconceding of its comeliness.

Before I...

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You know its so short lived but do we not think or realise
Who gives it a second thought, it's gone before your eyes
It sounds cynical your born, you live, you die, end of story
One frowns...

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 Quantum Theology

By Mark D. Stucky

Spirit filled the formless void
before matter and energy were born,
before infinitesimal became infinite,
when, from a singularity, a speck of nothing,
the biggest bang birthed everything.

And still the Creator of the quantum...

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you may have heard me come in
from a silent place i lend a hand and you come with sunshine
a dream long forgotten brings back memories of solid regret
i then realize that i have been given...

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Again it’s another of those episodes
I hate being in the passenger seat
Now we’re back at those cross roads
It’s like we always render on repeat

So where do we now go from here?
Motor stalling, can’t we move...

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Last week I was shopping for ideas on the corner of metaphor and allegory,
Rummaging through a pile of discount words to help me tell a story.

A shelf of very expensive words caught my eye because...

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Mystic Physics

By Mark D. Stucky
When God said, “Let there be,”
	ALL erupted from singularity.

The event horizon couldn’t bind Him.
Space and time required Him.

The Creator cued the quarks
	and cast quasars across the sky.
The Programmer wrote the code,
	and...

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ARDINGLY ELEGY

The clock tower tolls the passing of the day
The bleating flock wends home neath darkening sky
The Judges homeward plod their weary way
And leave the world in peace at Ardingly

Beyond from the madding contests’ noble...

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It feels like 
cold water was just poured on me.
Okay, I’m awake now; 
you’ve got my attention. 
Are you telling me
to simplify my life 
rather than take on complications?
So, remind me:
what am I reworking, and...

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One blond small frame curled up
     in my lap, an arm around my waist
One small finger trails the leather straps
     and small metal strips
   ...

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My eyes nervously cast a side glance
At the big clock on the wall above the table,
Marking the time in my mind,
Anxiously dreading sleepy time for all:
The darkness,
The quietness,
The aloneness.
Only with my thoughts swirling like a...

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Is there a last word
of Beauty? A Definitive?

Perhaps a perfect chord,
replacing all, both past,
present and future – ceasing need
for the reworking of tune-able vibration –  

our constant tufting of soulful eyes
and ears...the rehearsing of...

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I've practiced this moment 10,000 times 
It won't go away instead, it magnifies in my mind

Late nights and early mornings... I know them
Working,  honing, tweaking, and reworking... I embrace them

Put me in the game,...

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Stuck.
Over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and ov
 Stop that.
Bad habits, that’s all they are. 
Stuck.
Repeating and replaying...

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Do you ever doubt what other folks say, 
Do you mistrust their intent?
Do you walk around reworking their words, 
Living a mental torment?

Overthinking short bursts of simple remarks, 
Overthinking the words that were said,
Overthinking those...

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Old cotton knee-Lenths
smell; an old book of poetry smell,
Unseen socks
between the matrass and the ground floor
of nowhere,
where discarded apparel through the ages,
molders unread.

Daily we wash the stains off
our words,
once in a while
we recover them from
a...

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Written as a tribute to a popular song ... can you guess which one?

When wak’st from slumber shall I be
Fain present to lay next to thee
and whither shall my sojourn be
methinks that thou would’st walk...

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The calendar date, red-inked into alpine
white vellum: a blood-letting, a quilled line.

Old ducks [politically incorrect] featherless,
waddling like myself, fall neatly into line.

"It is time," I say to my left-brain, my right-
hand, "to auto write a...

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Night following day
Commonplace and unremarked
Scales fall from our eyes
Starlight pierces mind and soul
God revealed if one but looks!





A poem dedicated to my friends Eileen, Mary Jo and Anne-Lise. Thank you for you patience with me.
with...

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