Long Traumatize Poems

Patterns of phylogenic history
retell our creative creation story
as bicameral restoration
of Earth's nature-spirit ecology,
both Eastern karma
and Western co-redemptive grace.

Spiritual memory experience
of RNA
and later DNA developments
and traumatic extinctions,
positive great transitions
and double-negative traumas;
are exegetical rhythms
and sacred seasoned pattern...

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It will be wintertime very soon
Here comes the evening moon
Gradually, we'll be shining like the sun
Eventually, you and I will be made as one

Tick Tock Tick Tock
The clock is taunting me...
Tock tick tock tick
The time...

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Medicine and sickness satisfy each other.
MotherEarth is medicine.
Where do you find yourself?
     Zen Master Yunmen
     China, 800s

Therapy and trauma require each other.
Ecological Earth is nature-spirit therapy.
Where and...

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I cry when you're not satisfied
I tried but when I fell I hide
In truth and act I've lied
Often embedded in my stride

Condemned in my consent I relinquish my pride
When it's all done and said I...

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Genesis resplendent to me – a garden of Eden resident atheist

Avast abundance of life forms
doth snapchat and buzzfeed
a motley fool of indiscriminate creed
resembled yours truly freed
from those scrambling greed
dully sending hotmail google
eyed hungrily ogling indeed
six...

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I Wake up in the morning hearing gunshots and people screaming I rush
towards my window and see another innocent victim lying on the ground
dead
I look to my right and see another family mourn over a...

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Autumnal hint faintly tinges air 
finding this mortal 
     bewitched by blare 
ring refulgent radiance, 

      which quiets viz cheer
ring, harkening murmuring analogous,
   ...

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before many of us chose to walk on a sanctified journey in life
we were always frustrated, discombobulated and looking for a fight
the kind of fight that was fueled by jealousy, pettiness, anger and/or greed
but now...

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Where it Leads

Chaotic arrangement of words
beaten with the mind
fall into place as tetris blocks
where it leads none may know
ready to organize a show
unveil the curtains
open the window, let the breeze
carry your blind mind to see
in...

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We are talking about traumatized children and how to hide their trauma, they tend to overreact, get out of control, and disrupt a class.
We also talked about how some stress is important. If you see...

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*Image of Me Flirting by Gfycat.
Tatiana Needed Support To Come Out

Lil' Tatiana her stomach like butterflies,
Could not speak in public, had doctor analyze,
Prescribed taking lessons and try to improvise,
Instead, the butterflies started to colonize.

Insecticides were...

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So many immigrant children
are put into pretend 
American government foster care
Buildings with cages ... 
an Orwellian facade labeled “Detention”
Being in a little person prison,
incarcerated at the age of three
Separated from their parents 
indefinitely, maybe ...
Umbilical...

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Though Life can be extremely difficult
and experiences can deeply traumatize us,
we can learn to control how we respond -
as demonstrated by our Lord, Christ Jesus.

For He alone is the hope of our glory;
when we show...

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DESTINY OF THE MOMENT

His smile stretched enough to extend his ears to a meeting   point
His laughter wide enough to crack a joint
Yet aII this was a noisy melody and an emotional fraud
That made...

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The glitter surrounding our world
Has thinned out extensively 
To such an extent
That darkness has not only infiltrated
Through our borders, but,
Has completely invaded our essence!

The rampage upon our confused hearts
Has already started
And the darkness has made...

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I strain against the rising tide
    But I find no solace there.
My only hope for some success
    Is to turn to fervent prayer.
Now you may think it childish
 ...

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Words can mend or break a heart
They do hurt and tear us all apart
I am sick of mean and rude people
They don't seem to care...cruel fool…

Words can mend or break a heart
They injure the soul...

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It was Christmas Day and a horrible incident was about to unfold.
When it happened, I was only four years old.
It was Mom's last Christmas, she'd never have another.
I found my dad's gun and I shot...

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--------------------------------------------------------This is a poem dedicated to my anxiety (I'd blame it on school XD) and the depression I had for a while and it still hits me till this day--------------------------------------------------------

Give me a chance (give me...

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Health Care Program

In and out of problems again had wormed
And after all of them had been confirmed
By the caliber of questions people did ask
That to answer proved to be quite a task.

If you had terminal...

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This year, sleeping spring refuses to rise
too long overdue but not a surprise
as the weak sun hidden in thick cloud lies
masked by stubborn mists in leaden grey skies
with temperatures way below normal highs

Lack of sunshine...

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Global Temperature Rise, is telling us
the human race, has to revolutionize

Our Warming Oceans, is not surprising
with dying coral, from dirty emissions

Shrinking Ice Sheets, will increase demise
with no action, flooding our streets

The Glacial Retreat, needs to...

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It starts with you, an insanely elegant girl
You got my knees weak, I couldn’t speak
Words just slip of my mind and twirl
Stunned, ashamed and sweaty I got flicked

I’d always focus on others, except when you...

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A person we thought could lead.
Because we thought he'd succeed.
Change is what is in store.
Doing what is right, not war.
Everyone can breathe again once more.

Challenges lie ahead but we 
Hope we can put aside our...

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Shadorma Form:

Turning tides
know nothing of my
nightmares, still
they seem to
manifest them every day;
reality’s stage.

Each rolling
wave, playing out its
scenes with such 
vigilance
so as to traumatize me
again and again.

I order,
torture me no more!
Yet deaf waves
continue;
gyroscopic fingers that
fondle my...

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