Long Stringing Poems

April 9th, 2024 would be ninety fifth birthday poem for dearly departed papa

The following words crafted soon after the soul of me daddy set adrift into the empyrean realm joining the rank and file of...

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Why is it that gratitude
for peak response to truth with beauty
multiculturally embraces Positive Psychology's
mental health,
humane respect 
for life's naturally pleasant graces?

Yet sapient sacred trust 
in Earth's impassioned beauty spaces
remains spiritually unexplored,
under-mined Truth,
anemically practiced compassion

AnthroMind/EarthBody 
nondualistically...

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April 9th, 2023 birthday poem for dearly departed papa

Borne aloft into the netherland
the body bearing thee soul   
of Boyce Brandon Harris
birth name given to my late father
buoyed aloft united with spirit
of mine late...

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April 9th, 2025 birthday poem for dearly departed papa

Elysian fields long since embraced dada's soul
which rocketed into aerospace
(courtesy General Electric satellite)
just a tad shy of 
fifty four plus months ago,
nevertheless melancholia
still plucks mine heart strings.

Mine...

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Fork git about spooner hiz ham

And join (singing the words 
in the next paragraph) whether alone
in a traffic jam
basting, cooking, then eating a lamb
prepared by thee missus
a superb culinary madam.

“A Ram Sam Sam” Lyrics
A ram...

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Whole GreenEarth opening
win/win systemic

Prophesied by sadness
loneliness
suffering of midway not not 0-Range
EcoPolitical Capital ReInvestment
nonzero emergent health restoring zones
resonant tones
resilient tender
mercies

Restoring GreenEarth justice
is a warm spring thaw
flowing outside
and deeply inside RightBrain intuitive delight
bright

In this ancient turquoise embodied
white...

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April 9th, 2021 birthday poem for dearly departed papa

Elysian fields embraced dada's soul
which rocketed into aerospace
(courtesy General Electric satellite)
just a tad more'n six months ago,
nevertheless melancholy
still plucks mine heart strings.

Mine psyche still situated awry
placid countenance...

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In his seething silence, I spoke, softly to him,
“Did I desire once to be higher than you, oh seething heart?
Could I, in my human flesh, sympathize for your imminent demise?
Cradling you in my sorrows, as...

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Once upon a nightime grim
all creatures of Earth dreamed
our Mother was not enough for everyone,
just "me."

This collective nightmare thunderously rolled out
dark implications:

Earth is insufficient for our needs!

We live in Closed Systems of immunity,
heading toward decay!

EarthTribe...

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Who are you?
he asked perpetually, patiently
because I invited him to do so
until our time for contented me
to discover his diversely integrated/fragmented identities,
empowerment and disempowerment stories,
critical acting
and singing
and dancing
and warring
and terrorizing
and confronting events
right now,
and in past...

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Ecotones
are ruled by prevailing polycultures,
unusually fertile margins between two bioregions,
like a continental-ocean shoreline
or a clear blue lakeshore
poised above green grassy plains
and below glaciered and alpine forested mountains.

Ecotones
are broader when horizontal,
or can be,
but always comparatively narrow
when...

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Ecology is to healthy systemic relationships
as economics is to human healthy systemic transactions.

Economic values are an anthro-privileged paradigm
for ecological thrival of Earth's cooperative fittest.

Imagine that evolution is a cooperative pilgrimage process
from Elder generations, genes, and...

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Running on a few hours of sleep,
I decide that this is a good time as any
to empty out my thoughts

tilt my head to the right
and let everything flow out of my ear
into a bucket
*whoosh* just...

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“To Edward Young”
by Friedrich Gottlieb Klopstock
translation by Michael R. Burch

Die, aged prophet: your crowning work your fulcrum;
now tears of joy
tremble on angel-lids
as heaven extends its welcome.

Why linger here? Have you not already built, great Mover,
a...

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Perchance yar juiced a young man or woman 
maybe born, bread and raised in the city that never sleeps
and as a loyal son or daughter take a tram 
to enjoy a tasty repast with widowed...

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 I am poetry  a nightingale stringing blues 
               Of medieval lyrics---swords sliding bows.
      ...

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Will you burn the earth`s  skin  to glass?. 

Yet, right there , in Harmony of `69
I bent  in adoration 
before the dusky pearl of your forehead
the soft slopes of your never-ending body
shifting...

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A Polite Warning. The Following poem is somewhat steamy. Not explicit, but explicit in
inference. If this sort of thing offends you, then please be considerate and don’t read
it. Thank you. 

Naked Flamenco

( A sultry summer...

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It's time,
For you to stand in line,
And take a stand this time,
While there is still time,
For human rights to define. 

It is all to easy to define,
The rights of those who think they deserve to...

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I love how the moon look in the sky,
it is clear in the crystal rain,
I love how the two different moons, look,
that I described it/they are in the sky,
it appear in the night sky,
when it...

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BRUCE, HOLIDAY OR JOPLIN?

Just another genius junkie
Someone’s master and someone else's flunky
Just another genius junkie, man
Building crosses while cursing the inevitability of a plague
Writers both vehement and anything but vague
Some of them whose rhymes fell...

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Voices of the silent whispers echo deeply disturbing fact 
debates hold principle those with brains tear down structures 
human rights ignored opening up a can of worms within morals 
where truth is hidden away questions...

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A Party Line                                ...

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Book cause I spend an inordinate amount of time reading...

out loud.

As a hypothetical argument 
yours truly doth not aim
to be unfortunate recipient
of misguided, misjudged, and mislaid blame,
nevertheless I make dubious claim
and baldly recede (ha –...

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            Angel, so gentle a messenger a rescuer, 
comfort to Men and Woman and our children, 
you have their eye, you have always had...

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