Long Unorganized Poems

My husband and I always enjoy visiting
GrandMother Eartha
on Mother's Day

She often shares
last night's dreams,
which too often follow rather disturbing peak experience themes

Because,
you know,
or maybe not because,
how would I know?

Dreams about Her Straight White AlphaMale trauma
were...

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Sunrise, late winter
skunk smell
turkey flock
playful otter, too.

The white heron
a great blue,
white phase,
in the abandoned beaver pond.

Purple clematis
its long-awned achenes
in globose heads
spidery, fiery, extravagant fruit!

To identify or classify
birds by
the complexity or beauty
of their songs.

And so
what is...

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What is our highest good
as parents,
grandparents,
children of WiseElder mentors,
mountains and valleys,
sun and moon,
planets and plants,
clouds and rivers,
trees and toads,
eagles and dragonflies,
and occasionally parents.

How do we kindly,
with integrity,
invite ourselves
our families
our tribes
and communities
toward more resilient polycultural health,
restoring...

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Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder
What does that mean?
Does it mean I'm unmotivated,
Just a lazy teen?
I think there's so much more
Maybe I'm misunderstood
It could be the reason
Why I can't just be good

Throughout my life
I've been judged and...

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something inside of me tingles
pin pricks of excitement
a feeling i do not recognize 
i answer to no one for i am wild 
being tamed only by the the intentions and expectations of those i love
for...

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If there is a word that describes best what 
poetry is, I would say intimate.

Is poetry intimate?

Are not all works of poetry? 

Or are they just collections of words laid on paper in nice 
organized...

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laying in bed at 11:42 pm and I cannot seem to funnel out the darkest thoughts  
my brain is racing a million miles an hour and no matter how hard I try no amount...

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Want. I want I want I want. 
I may be a greedy person, yes, but maybe for the right things. 

I want knowledge. 
I want facts to pile in my head like stuffed animals on...

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If it were not for our human attributes;
good nature,
loving attitudes, 
loving relationships,
caring personalities,
and too our love for the Lord.
We might be on this earth, 
no more than an unorganized cluster of ants,
to follow one another,...

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In The Light of a Fading Moon
David J Walker

Eternity was the first summer after
The first grade and the first time 
You thought the days would never end

Eternity was the school clock in the 
Afternoon waiting...

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If your ultimate goal is a poetry prize,
there are things you must do without compromise.
I had entered some work at considerable cost,
with no clue at all as to why I had lost.

So, I read all...

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My Unorganized Chaos..

My daily unpredictable unorganized life started with the pile of things that...
If I really thought about it I would try to make it better but instead of cleaning I just sat..
And reminisced about...

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The lock clicks,
And the apartment is left lifeless.
Each piece of furniture lining the walls,
Is lifeless under winters' creeping touch.
The T.V. was left on,
Playing reruns of "Dukes of Hazard".
Silently it flashes in the background.
A blanket is...

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Socially unorganized, I place critics down a size
Standing with preferred confidence gave me insight
Partially adapted from the root of fear
I sometimes hear my inner voice remarking that my time is near

Position to overcome challenging courses
By...

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Testing for me my will to be, for you see I cannot see the glee beyond this misty sea of 
despondency. 

This misty dryness,
A fork in our path, 
divides us like withering fronds with no...

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So wicked is the night, that she lures me into a forbidden.
Full of hollow shelves that were left barren by hungry hands,
that couldn't comprehend that they needed their eyes to read,
and left starved by stupidity,...

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It's silent
except for the buzzing
of the flourescent lights
in this deserted classroom.
I should be studying
but my thoughts keep drifting
back to our talk.
Is it possible
to make time for ''us''
without taking from ''them''? 
You're so heavy on my...

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Past the furthest reaches of the Mad Hatter's soul
A turtle wins a race on the slowest of a roll
There are dusty emotions compiled in an unorganized stack
Next to a wallflower that is blooming in the...

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I wrote some words today and showed them to a stranger.
They guided me in terms of semantics, definition, and faith:
	Saying: 'Pride is freedom."
I listened intently for the constructive criticism of my ideas:
	My poetry is not...

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Messy is spilling her drinks in my car
Curious keeps asking me questions
Bossy is telling me ways to go 
Because unorganized just lost our directions.

Impatient is complaining she’s tired of waiting 
At the red light she’s...

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You are the world which coping me
The chamber of my sanity
The big safety box of my true stories
Place where I could lean and dwell beyond the life series

I believed in God and His mercy was...

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Little puppets, little puppets
no need of a string
instead I play with your minds
sitting back watching you waste away
along with your time
my little puppets
your falling you cant even hear Jesus calling
a lost soul no need to...

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I am turning half of my garage into an office space so I will have more room to scatter my unorganized thoughts into even bigger piles. Of course, my neighbor had to mosey on over...

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These thoughts of mine
sing serenades, 
out of key,
and silently.
Sentences into phrases
is what I want.  
I want the wanting.
Your phrases are 
beautiful
but unorganized. 
Do you even realize?
She says you’re too smart
for your own good. 
For...

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The Layers of your Heart
By David J Walker

Everyday 		I empty my heart 
	And after the dark
There is a place 			     a space for the 
	      ...

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