Long Sound bite Poems

In our wildly indigenous
western town
we have a notorious Ancient GoodWitch.
Like GrandMother Moon,
she seems to emerge with a new, yet old,
community healing process
about once a FullMoon month.

I heard she would like to co-facilitate
a Future HealthWealth Community...

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 SEA WANTS ME

Waves are here for the winners
spirals floating in turquoise 
dance ululating undulating 
blue bright sight
a point with paddle board
to soar sanguine Seas
I know not whether I’m 
merman or beach sand speck
two meters...

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 If I went barefoot for a lifetime,  
shoes would be pointless.  
Toes ate board, concrete, grassland, shoreline.  
Me, Tarzan to pedicurist! 
~
 was poor but didn’t own it.   
~
Text-book...

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remember when JFK
wanted to show the Soviets
just how big our dick was
before the end of the 60’s
by shooting our load deep
into space, so as to be the
first to ever land a man on
the moon?

mr. Kennedy’s...

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so, another shooting in
the belly of the empire…

i wonder if Charlton Heston’s
withery old cock just 
sprung to life?

i wonder if Ted Nugent & 
Charlton Heston are sitting in
front of the television together
stroking each other’s hard...

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I believe our words fail us, it's the music. 
Always the music. 
My birth was musical. 
My father heard drum rolls and gun shots when I was born, my mother heard Shehnai, my Grandpa heard...

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“Violets are Blue” 

In this new space
you came in fast
like a meteor
I hesitate to say
you were smooth

in this new space
no one can hear 
the sound bite, 
but they 
see the thoughts 

of you 

behind the...

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......a strange color, green

   Become better informed, listen to your teachers,
educate yourself....which branch will the bluejay
survey from? 
The hawk, circling, choose his best option?

   Bleeding soldiers depend on doctors, rich men
depend...

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We dance  to a drum beat
We all thought we were individual
But we are just line dancing through life
No one truly steps out of line
We have false dawns
We think we are protesting against the world...

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Popular Anonymity      

A Lingering crowd doubts you have the courage
You are hung out to dry with insults from strangers
Imploring you to jump
Apoplexy, apathy, and will to live design you

Standing on...

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s/he wants to get through this 
quickly, s/he wants the horror to
be brief, s/he wants it to pass
like a fart in the wind, s/he doesn’t
want to be interrupted now (and
later will never come), s/he wants
the...

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