Long Socialized Poems

Picture this.
Exploding pipe bombs.
Land fields that can take your arms off.
Driving off road, and frenzied, with excitement 
Adrenaline RAGING.
Oh, yes, Syrian Teenagers,
It is “Let’s See If We Are Really Alive” day.
Okay, we’ll let in some...

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The bird brigade has been summoned.
The empathy princess is down. Completely depleted of all energies, through ridiculously and blatantly giving too much of herself to others again.
I’m lying on the grass, prone, watching a cricket...

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Dreaming by myself,
eisegetically,
I believe in LeftBrain dominant deductive intelligence
furthering Yang-enculturation,
culturing,
enculturing toward
secular rational capital-investments,
self-righteous protagonist relationships
within Earth's continuing regenerative revolution

Revolution more powerful than
evolution's climatic threats
and crises of degenerative
Lose to Lose
dismay longing to belong within depression.

By contrast,
listening...

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Screaming from his office was loud enough to wake the dead
by our trucking company foreman who was livid when he said,
“That useless bloody mongrel, that scum of the flamin’ earth,
has loaded up a truck with...

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The coming times can unfold,
far accross to all lands,
the casting shadow has fallen,
with it's far reaching hands,
accross our four cornered world,,
 Humanity progressed to progressive sufferage,
that comes with many names,
the ideology won without a shot,
convinced...

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Culture in Bean Town was part of the City bling, bling! They socialized and told about what was happening in their lives and party until sunrise.  These extravaganzas [usually] happen on Thursday night and...

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America, why did you stray from the old way.
A constitution put forth, the foundation of our land,
barely recognizable what was originally Jefferson's hand.
Tarnished and smudged by misinterpretation,
overindulgence and greed, to satisfy political,
judicial, and journalistic need.
Once...

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When I was a child, children were chattel, threatened by our parents and our preacher.
We did not even dare whisper a tiny bit of a sliver of a question at our teacher.
Today’s brazen un-mothers drop...

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Oh, damn,  I get it, nowhowbrownsowcow-----that it's to be accepted on this site you need to be
the FATTED cow. Low of intellect, yet high on countenance, high on payment 
and low on quality! Please...

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See me fast, feel me low, watch me strike
as I feel myself bottom blend slow into an aqeous blood slumber 
silk circulating all rotten terms as I fornunicate
the manicial social countermeasures I must employ
each day...

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I thought I had gotten away from this part of my childhood,
but I turned at lettuce and ran into my cousin Linden
in the grocery store last Thursday.
He was delighted and dragged me back to their...

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There are beautiful creatures to grace plains.
There are beautiful flowers for bouquets. 
There are beautiful people …
         natural and otherwise.
Whether people, creatures or flowers,
   ...

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A bridge in maze through shift it gaze

Torn

From pillars being built in monuments to the sun;
A mouth to live yet viable led scorn,
In truth will learn as chivalry turn to worst;
Born under a bad sign...

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In the valley of the academics, in the night that falls like a spider's web over the world,
I see them moving, like pale shadows, struggling in their golden cages,
They, who fancy themselves independent thinkers, who...

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My conscious mind was
Shocked when 
I realized I was slamming on my brakes.
There are
Three lanes of solid orange lights, 
As far as I can see down the interstate.
A wreck most probably.
We began inching our way...

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The timeless mystery of Zanadeu lingers in my mind’s eye only in my dreams.
I have a bare whisper of confidence that I remember much of it now, however,
Once upon a dreamland state, it was my...

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Playing a game on a checkered board 
No need for armor and sword 
Only a decisive mind 
Thoughtful strategy and enough time 
Concentrating with a stare 
Capturing pieces without a care 
Characters used straight out...

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I fell in love with the Sixteen Zero Three when I was eight.
I was fifty-eight before someone located the owners who had moved on 
Thirty-nine years had passed since anyone had inquired.
I had coveted the...

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I was taught to be shy, demure, sweet, God-fearing, quiet.
It was not my real self, but it is what was drummed into me.
I was too wild, too loud, too uncontrollable, too rebellious, too me.
So I...

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KNOW HER FIRST

I’d liken this hypothetical bar with any bar you’ve ever been into where a man ain’t a man 
until he’s done a few shots
I mean everyone in that damned place had the hots
As...

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In a world where we are constantly told how we should do this and that, 
we must learn to thank them for their opinions…but, to listen to our own 
hearts and THINK for ourselves. 

There...

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I slid the slider to my art studio with cautious optimism,
Hoping to find my brushes and glitter and paint and glue
Somewhere close to where I had left them last night.

The bright pink paint I had...

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She walked in casually, like she did not know how kind she was.
But her aura was flaming with it.  And I felt it immediately.
She sat down, and began to write. I watched, and was...

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she was an artwork in progress

like graffiti on a wall which covered

bricks in her head in the chakra’s colours

connected to the world with easel and brush


but the paint inside her was not quite free yet

too...

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I think of my brother's wedding at Pioneer Village many happy years ago
My brother Tom wore a handsome tuxedo and  his wife wore a beautiful bridal white gown.

They arrived in an elegant carriage, 
He...

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