Long Roosting Poems

Swept up into piles; everywhere 
Abouts; in collected heaps all 
Around.               
It is almost as if the drab 
Streets were strewn...

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"A gift is different from something you buy, possessed of meaning outside its material boundaries. You never dishonor the gift." Robin Wall Kimmerer

A social gift,
a gift for compassionate verbal
and nonverbal communication,
a healing gift,
is different from...

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My parenting totem
was the Hawk
of bicamerally perfect egocentric vision
usually greeted by a loud Yang squawk
and vigorous walk
in the other wrong direction.

My WiseElder totem
is the Turkey,
CoMessiah of CoRedemptive Dying
as notnot loving EarthTribe's future lives.

At eight,
my totem...

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It was glorious ...

A glorious, glowing morn ...
crimson crept up the sky, as if air-brushed ...
little round globs of fair-weather clouds tiptoed on the reach,
(so as to not wake the moon, laying down its head...

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How far from nature and life it is
the gray clouds, airplanes in them
the night cooing and pigeons roosting
Sirma's garden gone to roses and seed

                        That airplane overhead!
                        pointing the way
                        pointing to war

War being an aggravated condition of...

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Part 9

there is a wraith with an hourglass
dancing quietly in my shadow
he's gone when I look
but I can hear him do a shuffle step on the ice
his inside out umbrella more than a fashion statement
about...

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Come, O sorrows and be my waking call, 
Be to my life of joys a bit of blight, 
Upon a hard day's work a short respite, 
Be pleasant autumn before barren fall. 

Come with dark...

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Strange, yet a reality none the less:
the oppressed destroying themselves 
for the sake of the oppressor.

The battle of creatures of the sea
has now become that of the humanity
of the conquered land.  A bizarre misguided
catharsis...

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Resolution To...Too... Tooth... Thou..
(house sand zero, and own nine)

Wine hot ja... jes... justa bead devout
boo... boos...booze hound 'n
frog git (hic cup) bout...
new yea ears rez: hill loo... dang

(burp) louche huns, eh an...,
and beg... agh hen...

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When sleep deserted me
I crawled out of my bed unseen
To delve into the crevices of the dark
With the curiosity of an explorer
And the near comatose of a somnambulist
I walked up and down the steep slopes...

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Bird of Prey

On Banyon Lake, where waterfowl dwell,
The night was tranquil and held no fear.
Until came a sound ascended from Hell.
I heard a menacing cry as I drew near.

Upon the shore no wave did break.
No...

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One cold, stormy and dreary night
While I was long lost in my musing,
There came a knocking, faint and light
Yet startled me from my dozing.

In the grim glow of a solitary candle
I got out of my...

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We are the foes of dawn
Our secrets slow the light
The blood of stars is drawn
We guard the wounded night

With evening azure treads
Fur-wreathed in thick wild scent
Ancient horn ripples air   
A cool, rich chorus...

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When you cross worlds of uncertainty and confusion
Are you not the one delighted in the trouncing of it all?
Or would you rather kick and scream until you are left squirming?
Embrace the shadowy terrain of soulful...

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The ravens swarm before me
above the railroad tracks
I walk
downriver pilgrim toward silent wilderness,
away from more civilized savagery,
pre-revolutionary, I fear,
as they chatter and clatter flap their wings
roosting and dry clatter bones stalking me,
inviting me to continue...

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upon one or other posterior cheeks 
of ma bony derriere no lie,
the sharp pain of the needle 
stoically I bore, while my 
thoughts adrift upon cerebral raft 
of mental weaknesses de nigh
yule lovely bones epitomized...

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"Turkey Fowl"
1776: The Eagle, The Dove, or the Turkey?

Great Seal of the United States

What should we choose for a symbol of our new life?

American birth of a nation

Declaration Committee chosen

Midwife of an egg Eagle, Dove,...

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MAUNDY THURSDAY

The Upper Room was hushed that night,
 	As frightened friends supped their last as one.
Shoving back the morrow
	When their leader would be gone.

This is my body—broken for you;
	You are my beloved—take my blood, too.
Do...

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MAUNDY THURSDAY

The Upper Room was hushed that night,
 	As frightened friends supped their last as one.
Shoving back the morrow
	When their leader would be gone.

This is my body—broken for you;
	You are my beloved—take my blood, too.
Do...

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I want to run her thoughts
through a carwash, they are not dirty,
just old, the way a classic corvette
needs a rinse occasionally, but never a re-paint 

Not that I think of her as a car, 
more...

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Please pardon mine assertion
I dared to surmise
familiarity with me, 
an avid reader and prolific writer
(mainly to appease personal pleasure)
thus upon embarking upon
reaching out, your curiosity piqued.

Daily onslaught from schoolyard 
punkish bullies ace
thus, storybooks provided 
haven...

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~
Flour on her hands, and centuries on her elbow
Fingers balance a 'hand-me-down' dish, 
Roosting deftly on finger-tips, high in mid-air
Lovingly she spins it, magician's hands twirling
Trimming the edges with flourish and flair

A bit like Da...

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Old Jake lived a mile or so below the falls.
He wasn’t  a hermit, or any other sect or sort.
He was just an old man; though always alone.
Well, except for the critters.
They were not remarkable,...

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hull loo from the rip tide 'o this eastern sea board
of these united states - no always in a chord
with each other - sum give others hoard
unlike meself, an additional pray 2 zee lord
boot i...

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Spring is just around the corner
‘tis my favourite time of year
delighting in the knowledge that
Spring is close
Spring is near
Sounds of twittering ~ chirping ~ cheeping
are sounds I love to hear
for spring is truly in the...

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