Long Unsheltered Poems

He said s/he was a Permaculture Designer
of cooperative economies.

I asked him/her why I should care about designs
long-term
while I am still struggling through this day
before tomorrow,
when I, best case scenario,
awaken healthy 
to begin surviving yet another...

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A wall need separate reality from fantasy is how you are taught in
Of fantasy being the mystical realm where one’s deepest desire is ever imagine
Yet, where there is reality one cannot ignore fantasy to exist
Bearing...

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If I were to step into
and onto
and around
and through,
in and out of WholeEarth
as one ecosystemic
interdependent
unitarian
integral
holistic
holy nature-spirited ZeroZone

Of ego-sheltering identity,
embodiment,
multiculturally emergent incarnation,
polycultural individuation process,

For just one timeless polypathic becoming moment,
I might hear
and feel RightWing religiously-held bad...

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It's cold
The night air 
Stinging my skin
And It burns me
chills me
Simultaneously 
Brings me back
Am I still standing here..
Am I still waiting..?

It's coming back to me
Flooding back really
And I wish I could slow it all down
Stop...

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Country Road

Rolled carpets of lawn lie, on a shaven bed
A bed that only a month ago, looked barren and dead
While in another paddock, one of pure contentment
Sit dozens of wooly ewes all with their minds...

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Upon revelation’s flight
Under Orion’s focus

I witness a fiery glow towards familiar horizons.

‘Tis no sunrise

It is a striking reality.

My saddened retinas witness monochromatic pitchforks,
Desolated screams,
Embellished declarations from misguided leaders
And self-made stallions riding into condescending sunsets
Without any...

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at times when it all sets
and sleep creeps in
I lie faced down into the pillow
wondering why I ever
became so naive
and let you go so deep
beyond skins touching
down below where the palms 
of my soul lie,...

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I have come to accept the possibility
that I, myself, may be partially to blame       (my compost pile of shame)   

that I may have stroked the very wheel...

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A pain I bear within my heart
Which only music can impart.
Unspoken it melts down the bone
And it burns the tongue if I moan;
Yet I complain once again.

The happy old days of my youth
The ill-natured, fools,...

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the solemn grey skies
of the first afternoon snows
up here in the mountains
by the lake

no buses roar
no blasting boom-box
no crack vials on my lawn

but no magic purple room
alive with music
no friends with whom to make it
no...

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In the beginning,
The flowers blossom
In summers and dance always
In playful gesture at buzzing noises
Of bees that never get wary
Of playing the happy music
To cheer the hospitable host.

The flowers never worried
Of winter their natural spell,
For there...

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This is a broken world we’re living in
A world suffering the effects of our sin
Look at the world, the news – what do we see?
Look at your life, the pain – what do you see?

This...

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TV  Reflections 
The news is deeply depressing, except for a Yemeni 
woman activist trying to explain to a dense reporter
that Yemen do not need outside interference.
The reporter wanted to know about Iran, everyone 
does,...

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There were clouds from the sky
To be a little darker then before
Some thoughts in sacrifice to deny
The ever mist in darken haze to recall

And the walked path was an unsheltered one
He who bears the weight...

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It came to me in moon’s soft shadow,
As it will at times, still as the frost
Withering the leaves, branches unsheltered,
Buried in embittered …
On December’s naked chill,
Startling the shadows 
From forests who can fill
The heart with...

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Lone I stand, Amidst the rain unsheltered,
                            ...

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a starfish
does not shine brightly
its colour blinds
~~
nightingales sing
enhancing dusk time moments
inviting darkness
~~
fickle springtime
not halted natural instincts
summertime awaits
~~
sun glints... melts late frost
ere the north wind...  tis bitter
freezing unsheltered
~~
ice smooth lakes
succumb... thin ice gone by noon
swans get their heads down
~~
starling young...

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Is this real?
Why say it is 
 when you know
 it isn't true, this isn't reality.

It's the dream 
 you take me with seductive guile
 and all the while, 
 the lie becomes the truth,
it...

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Serenely in God’s Woodland

The tangled web of nature
Witnesses the dawn.
In elegance she watches.
Before calling her fawn.

Her dreamlike peace unsheltered.
Bravely she, standing alone,
Pauses in the moment
Before fear drives her home.

Awestruck by the beauty
Living in the mind.
A...

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Breaths of fleeting laughter
Violently commence
But hopeless hereafter
I wade through this pretence

A smile that hides their scheming
A shadow with a rope
As they embrace me coldly
Their darkness binds my hope

All that’s left of courage
Can’t overcome their lies
As...

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What if...
Suppose for a moment
there were no presents to open
no tree to place them under
no lights or ornaments to hang;
suppose you made a sumptuous dinner
and no one came
not a card, not a phone call,
no e-mail...

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The First lyrical Slave  
looking at the palms of my chocolate 
coated dish panned hands  
moving in transit with a blared view 
of days gone by, of life's unsheltered yesterdays 
i turn them...

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Days Such As These

     What to do about these dull days
     When Nimbus clouds sail upon prevailing
     Winds? Pains Grey skies weep
 ...

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