Long Seedless Poems

Written in summer of 1976.


I used to eat my lunch with groups
of businessmen from Campbell Soups.

We drank a drink at lunch each day
Of Coca-Cola mixed with hay

And talked of pending corporate plans
And willow-haired orangutans.

I spent...

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A shaman has two vocations,
inter-related, 
wise teacher
and robust healer

With emphasis on noticing healthy natural systems
shared values
wealthy spiritual development of seasons
with timely regenerative change
without untimely degenerative treasons
to reason

Healers of motherland
and Her EarthTribes.

My favorite teachers
seem to remember...

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Bitter Wind 

With the winds beginning in the autumn season, the Soul seems to be a leaf falling towards new pain. 
In the heat of the fire flying with the wind, it inhales us with...

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How I Got Rich and What Happened Then

I used to eat my lunch with groups
of businessman from Campbell's Soups.

We drank a drink at lunch each day
Of Coca-Cola mixed with hay

And talked of pending corporate plans
And...

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God Is

God is not confused
God is not amused
God is not impressed
God does not watch commercials
God is not the target demographic
God does not buy name brand clothes or slave labor labels
God is not stylish
God is not...

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Words hanging from parched branches confused and betrayed

Under a canopy of shadows in the recess of belittled thoughts

A prison of speechlessness bereft of expression and meaning


Letters motionless in disarray fighting lost battles lonely at heart

Starved...

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On a monotone Monday,
under grey skies with perpetual rain,
I became a devotee to your magnificence.

A poetic pilgrim wandering upon a path,
which would lead me to your embrace.
Intoxicated with your romantic reflection,
my ink is seduced in...

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The royal chambermaid and the young warrior, fleeing the wrath of the heavenly palace, were flying low, their robes trailing through the air like colourful ghosts. Their elopement to the earthly domain had been condemned...

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Tears
(for A, I shed)

When I herd these tribes and fashion cities
With my words, you are what's missing.
                  ...

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when your emails arrive
they're full but not so alive

your words are kind, nice
your message very concise

not a hint of  those things
that you know ails or stings

i should tell you
enlighten you

in the spaces there are signs
what i...

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AN OPEN AUTOGRAPH

(To All My Friends There And Here, 
Then And Now)

On the bald branches of the lightning 
That avoids the dark earth below;
Around the nipples of the October rain
That pamper the thousand lips of...

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AN OPEN AUTOGRAPH

(To All My Friends There And Here, 
Then And Now)

On the bald branches of the lightning 
That avoids the dark earth below;
Around the nipples of the October rain
That pamper the thousand lips of...

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AN OPEN AUTOGRAPH

(To All My Friends There And Here, 
Then And Now)

On the bald branches of the lightning 
That avoids the dark earth below;
Around the nipples of the October rain
That pamper the thousand lips of...

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AN OPEN AUTOGRAPH

(To All My Friends There And Here, 
Then And Now)

On the bald branches of the lightning 
That avoids the dark earth below;
Around the nipples of the October rain
That pamper the thousand lips of...

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AN OPEN AUTOGRAPH

(To All My Friends There And Here, 
Then And Now)

On the bald branches of the lightning 
That avoids the dark earth below;
Around the nipples of the October rain
That pamper the thousand lips of...

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The Tears Bequeathed

Of frozen droplets’ ice water in his veins swamped his heart
                      little...

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 Ler her know, about spell, Gospell!
 A Poem of Jibonananda Das  

 Intertwined light, through the lighted and the half lit dimmed
 Not about a dream perhaps, perhaps among a tedious may 
...

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Hand in hand glued I walk with you
I am a waveless sea without you
I am a honeyless bee without you
I am a rootless tree without you

		You are my fate a true soulmate
		I am a feelingless...

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As I draw back the needle
that familiar smell of alcohol
takes me back through the years
this cloudy substance
swirls like the emotions of mind

...I remember the smell
of rubbing alcohol as it mingled
amidst the scents of applesauce
cooking atop...

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Disassociation
Gawaine Caldwater Ross

Some people dash through fire,
others plunge through ice.
Is Reality the only thing
when Chaos is the King?
Ring all your golden Christmas bells,
the sewer rats still dance:
Then the ice they buy and sell 
will wind...

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she's the perfect candidate, perfect coca-cola bottle shape.
her lips are savory looking like large seedless grapes
she's the one you dreamed of when you were growing up she's the one your 
mom gave two thumbs up
this...

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Plain White Bread
 
There is something said for plain white bread,
It’s the wheat and oats I really dread.
And real sugar, not that blue or pink,
Nothing artificial, I tend to think.
Give me milk, not two percent...

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Monsoon mornings are like a seedless vase filled with paralyzed petals.  
I sit reminiscing, the fleeting frequencies of his ancient clock,  
now cloaked in coal cobwebs composing skeletal memories;  
a timeless token...

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Watermelons

Dull, thick, green rind with a creamy yellow behind,
From where on the ground, it sat waiting to ripen.
Round the gourd, the melon matured, bursting the gird;
With juicy, sweet liquid, and fresh succulent meat
(Ninety per cent...

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TO A MULTIHUED DAMSEL IN THE BEAUTY 
OF HER WETNESS

Out of the womb of seedless waters came her birth;
No less than always has been her silent beauty—
Radiant essence crowning the heavenly throne of Earth;
She’s a...

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