Long Unearthing Poems

Three voices required,
Professor,
and two students:
Yang as Fr. Time
YinYin as Sr. Gaia

In a college classroom with Win-Win Game Theory written on whiteboard.

Professor: 
Today we are going to role play 
a Win-Win enculturation game.

Natural and Social Communication...

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THIS WAS BASICALLY ORCHESTRATED BY CIRO GARGANO IDEA MAKING DONALD PELLEGREN BELIEVE HE AND I WERE PARENTS AFTER A BREIF ENCOUNTER WITH HITMAN PELLEGREN HE BECAME OBSESSED WITH FATHERING A CHILD WITH ME HE RANTED...

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Dear Andrew Cohen,

I am riveted 
inside “Evolutionary Enlightenment: 

A New Path 
to Spiritual Awakening.”  

Earth's sacred theme 
that enlightenment need not be limited 
to elitist 
and  orthodox experiences, 
memory, 
imagination

Inviting us to become...

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My terror began decades ago as I’d witnessed the plotting plans of taking a building down meetings conversations of how dynamite hand grenades including golf balls with draino finally dust pans to pour gasoline underneath...

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Inextricably rooted with hair fixation

As a lad in grade school,
yours truly, (a diminutive, intuitive,
oversensitive, and vegetative potato head kid,
whose voice exhibited
a severe nasal twang)
felt envious at other boys,
especially those young bucks
who sported budding antlers
plus thick...

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Into the woods we ventured, where darkness began to encircle us,
Their ancient murmurs mingling with the forest’s ominous chorus.
A chilling breeze, as if the very breath of the woods sighed,
Veiled in tempestuous clouds, the stars...

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"Who can bear to lose a tie
With a dog that is man’s best ally? .......by poet


"Here lies my dog, motionless in his kennel
unable to wag his tail as he always did.
yesterday when I saw him,...

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I'm immensely elated on this truly remarkable day, feeling an overwhelming sense of joy that knows no bounds. The feeling of self-sufficiency and not yearning for anything is truly extraordinary. I am completely content with...

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The fine art of making excuses

which achievement, deportment,
endorsement, and indictment
(more serious than rigging an election)
jump/kickstarts (a divine comedy of errors)
not reason enough
to be deported),
but necessitates more than a facile effort
linkedin to a working knowledge
of familial...

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           In the depths of desolation where death 
is presiding in a smug kind of cocoon of parasite,
lies, a heart of calcified care, buried deep...

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Janice’s Looks in the Mirror

Like a pendulum from an orange clockwork

The agent high above on raucous prayers

She hung high and dry suspended in drought


Resembling a shot of liquid poppies injected

The heroine succumbed in Noah’s wet...

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Let me jump into your river run rich as Euphrates.
  Let me lay in your tall grass valleys nestled between two hard black mountain peaks,
where I 
  Can drink up the sunrays.
 
...

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Silent journey
I ride with you O Mother Earth
On the wings of time and space
I feel you cradle me in your arms
Lifting me high above you
To feel the kiss of your wind
..... and the warmth of...

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Wishes hang, like icicles
Clinging to the steely gray
Branches where silence breathes
Promises, echoing through
The winds, hastening hope and 
Anticipation, resting on the 
Colors of joy, peace and grace
Blended together with faith

Crisp words form to create
Images and...

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You, again. . .
Yes, I know I mustn’t look your way, 
Even averted wholeheartedly, I am immersed in your presence
And it is so different, when it is the first, 
It is stranger, unearthing…

I wasn’t in...

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I am also a prose poet, navigating the realms of expression unencumbered by the shackles of rhyme. In this vast expanse of literary freedom, I find my solace, my sanctuary. My words flow unencumbered, liberated...

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Planting seeds of life - growing self awareness...
(Subtitled: kudos beloved Amelie Beth)

Dilly gents gal lore spellbinding
metaphorically exhuming, ferreting, gleaning...
insightful handy dandy blues clues
unearthing treasure trove motherlode,
(and father lode) eye opening discover re:
visa vis our family...

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12/13/23



Secrets still buried
Stories in the wind got carried
Historical accounts occasionally varied
The truth can be sad and scary
We've barely
Discovered much so spare me
The same can be said for things happening fairly
Since the dawn of time it...

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whilst
    courting 
       reveries
          in 
           chamomile...

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Robert Sherriff - Australian - Poet - Author - Singer - Actor - American Historian – Photographer

My Little Brown Shovel

My little brown shovel, weathered and worn, holds countless memories within its rusted blade. It was...

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As he tipped her off with swollen eyes and words to cry. He tells himself a little lie, for she isn’t as fair as I. He hides his face of extreme sly, holding his breathe...

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And what doth bring me
          here to this spot

timely turns,
                ...

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Despite cosmetic surgery to stave
inevitable demise cheating grim reaper
indefatigable measures undertaken
buzzfeeding mortal legacy bajillion
dollar industry remaining eternally

youthful cold comfort knowing eventual
degradation conquers biological aging,
yet open casket bestows approving
nods upon aesthetic corpse denouncing
any telltale evidence rigor...

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The more I learn, the more
     I realize how little I know…
which insightful, gutsy,
     entrancing, catchy apothegm

     attributed to Socrates by way of...

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Loneliness hurting
                                 ...

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