Long Unveiling Poems

"The Book of Changes"

Thoughts arrived before words,
1000s of years before
the crossing of curves

always seen to be 
swimming upstream 
against the current

thoughts … and feelings,
in the flow, always arrive 
before words, they are cast 

in the...

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Truth is a feather 
pushed off to the other side.

Truths are a body of feathers
within which our bodies reside.

OK, students of life’s healthiest purposes and meanings,
it’s time to regather, if you would be so kind.

Namaste.

[Silence]

[My...

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If I have this right,
and I almost certainly don't have this Left-Deductively right,
our Environmental Health and Safety Protection Agency
and our Public Health and Safety Education Department
have recently co-invested in BlackWater WinLose EcoPolitical Empowerment
through PublicSector Piracy...

No,...

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"Lizzie Borden took an axe,
gave her mother forty whacks,
when she saw what she had done,
gave her father forty-one,
she washed herself from a watered pail,
she claimed their lies and vicious tales,
she pled not guilty and moaned...

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My TransITion began there
right there
in my woodland playground,
when I first knew
something right feels wrong to others.

I was blind to curve-balls
hurled at me.
Being "It" is not why I grow
this TransIt mind and body!

Or, is it?

Could I...

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If I can walk ten thousand miles
Just to see your sunlit smiles,
I’d die ten thousand more times
Maybe, a billion times per chime; this time, I’ve committed love crimes

If I can walk infinity times infinity,
Would I...

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Did I hear that wrong?

On my way for another appointment
with the vampire bleeding Quest,
big stage conversations on the radio
travel way too fast
for me to stay tuned in
to our nesty mess
at my normal liberal-conserving pace.

A single...

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My gay white boyhood
struggled with the theological problem
of personally appreciating heterosexual superiority 
sacred stories
and multiply mistranslated word-choices
of Jesus Christ

Within a Christian
monotheistic
evangelically triumphalist doctrine.

This personal mindbody intimacy problem
may be iconic
unveiling my transparent
and vulnerable Savior's distancing 
of...

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My goal isn't so much to win the wars of property management,
self and spouse and family governance
as it is to enjoy this struggling with Earth's nature/spirit properties,
and my own and others' humane properties of integral...

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I loved my job as a botanist, which took me to many foreign lands,
Like the golden sun rises smiling, to meet all our natural demands.

I was always marked for this work, ever since I was...

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Herstory from Battlefields to Laboratories
-	Daniel Henry Rodgers

Beneath stardust's scattered gleam, 
Her-story, a comet’s tail, blazing across time.

Through seasons it molds
...Once hushed now bold
We rise, a chorus harmonizing, 
...In this vast, of an eternal fold.

I am...

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Another shift ends. I'm dead on my feet.
Too shagged to even eat.
The word leads (inevitably) to you...
I slipped the timesheets from work today.
Another incident occurred...
Sweetie, please be there, and say you care.
I loved working alongside...

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Basil the Bogomil and his good friends were preaching the truth in all its light, about Jesus Christ’s mercy in the world’s pitch darkness. Though they harmed no man or creature, asking for no riches,...

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Perhaps too redundantly,
and not quite octave-eloquently enough,
we have pictured Original Yang/Yin ReGenerative/DeGenerative CoArising Intent
as LeftBrain Patriarchal EgoDominant
with a preference for WinLose,
defined as Either-Or thinking
with fundamentalist vertical power hierarchical assumptions
that LeftElite will always remain conservatively On...

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This little light of mine
I'm gonna let it shine

Wide and longing
for committed dialogue
not surrounded
by elitist debate,

Win/lose games,
Zero-sum asinine assumptions
requiring ego-infested shadows

Resisting win/win opportunities
of healthy
democratic dialogue

Between constituencies,
residents sufficiently humble
to become students together
and unschooled 
unprofessional parents
and not...

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I was listening, last night,
to a sympathetic defense
for conserving liberal arts
and producing deeper and wider liberating sciences
including healthy democratic
politically empowering science.

Once again
I am hearing about the persuasive prominence of identity,
how we label our ego-political selves,
as...

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In twilight's realm, where moonbeams entwine,
Two owls engaged in a contrast of minds:
A Great Horned Owl, proud and strong,
And a Great Gray Owl, cunning and long.

Amidst the trees, their feathers shone,
"Who is the wisest?" their...

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Universal information,
form emerging from multisystemic diastasis,
is composed of fractal syntax,
primally illustrated by looking at RNA,
then DNA,
binomially re-cognizing bilateral temporal memory
as formative id-entity.

Polynomials are to in-form-ionization
as polycultural outcomes are to universal
organic-unitarian-integral-cooperative
life-systemic
syntax.

Not-Not Polynomial unitarianism,
double-bound nondual integrity,
is both...

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“Let my heart be still a moment and let this mystery explore”  
                     ...

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Free association comprises ratiocination...

Bonafide catatonic doggedness,
nevertheless this stubborn stoic poet writ
afore and another feeble effort courtesy
exhaustive mental effort
he brewed den - brought about divine visit
analogously to solve mystery pinpointing
within suspense unveiling whodunnit.

Whereat your true
plane vanilla...

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Free association comprises ratiocination...

Bonafide catatonic doggedness,
nevertheless this stubborn stoic poet writ
afore and another feeble effort courtesy
exhaustive mental effort
he brewed den - brought about divine visit
analogously to solve mystery pinpointing
within suspense unveiling whodunnit.

Whereat your true
plane vanilla...

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(Apropos of Black Poetic Griots)

We may not be deemed apostolic recorders
But we poets, guided with divine wisdom, are
The lay scribes thereof in the chronicling of
Our life’s sojourn in the shadowing times
we spend here on this...

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Unlike a song I fell in love with about 'leaving',
you don't always want to leave on a jet plane, not
knowing when you'll be back again. Sometimes, like
me, it's best to take a bus or a...

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There is a song entitled, His Eye is on The Sparrow. There are ten words
that speak to me relative to the theme of this poem. Those ten words are;
'I sing because I'm happy; I sing...

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I see us
cowering within
our safety walls
of sterile
nonorganic comfort

I feel us,
almost smell us,
struggling
vacillating between pungent stink
of fear inside
and acrid
acidic anger
about life sucks outside

Emerging toward viral hate
directed against entitled Others
unwelcomed emoting immigrants
encroaching on our safe home space

It...

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