Long Well timed Poems

Start and end each day,
and life,
with a taoist egg.

I doubt my eggs are religious.

No, but they are natural,
organic incubators, 
co-arising nondual yolk form
with transparent regenerative function,
cosmological purpose, maybe,
if you're a chicken,
or a turkey, 
or a...

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Says Csikszentmihalyi,
"Social scientists
(Abraham Maslow, Lawrence Kohlberg, Jane Loevinger, [Ken Wilber, Edward Podvoll, Julian Jaynes, Jack Kornfield, Richard Dawkins, Clare Graves, Carl Jung] and James Fowler)
describe a dialectical motion
between [Yang-ego-form] differentiation
and [Yin-eco-logical function] integration,
between turning attention...

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An open letter to new legislators,
new chief executive officers,
new judges,
and all new healthy climate parents and other advocates.

When you were in the process of securing this new position in your life,
and, hopefully, the lives of...

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I remember my mindbody would tense
sometimes
then relax into confusion
while non-consiliently reading Bucky Fuller's "Synergetics 2."

I also remember,
and too often reweave,
Fuller's stream of thought ecoconsciousness
as I read  Beck and Cowan on the well-timed subject 
of...

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I need some natural,
organic,
spacious kinda time.
Where is nature in this time,
my time,
our time?

Perhaps nature is to time
as solid forms are to flowing recreation,
as body solidarity is to mind creativity,
as Yang is to Yin,
as Full-Blown Climaxing...

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My fundraising problem with positive psychology,
said the good health doctor,
it is too social science squishy,
not leftbrain dominant enough,

Suspiciously ecofeminist
for natural science pathologists
Straight-White privileged proctologists
urologists
bicamerally challenged cardiologists.

I must concede
not ecopolitically erect enough
correct indeed
said the nervous 
trauma...

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Dregs and tumors of decay
co-arise therapies 
for humoring healthy
wealthy life.

Those who stand on tiptoe do not stand firm;
Those who stand with equal weight,
bipedal-planted, do stand resiliently firm.

Those who strain their leftbrain stride 
do not walk...

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Love of history
commences a health and pathology journey
toward totalitarian terror
and unitarian awareness,
fragmented numbness of prey
and integral consciousness
of co-empathically benign predators
casing out

Framing one Earth-rhetorical spiraling event
within which herstory
of commodified
and domesticating victims
remains too unlargely untold
to optimize healthy...

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Here's my deal.
I have unlimited time to invest in regenerative life,
and really no healthy climate time at all to invest in furthering overpowering pathologies
heading toward Yang-crazed terrifying rabidity.

For you, reduced to a human individual ego-identity,
the...

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What is phosphorous to me
asked oxygen.
Yes, He fuels light
where we briefly meet,
but light or sulfuric scented dark
are dipolar appositionals to me,
Janus faces of oxygen as s'posd to be.

What is sulfur to me
exclaimed oxygen!
Yes, she eros...

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Milo and Me- Born well-timed fore-teen mouths from Me.
In an unknown town, in New York somewhere north of Albany.
Known to the Native American-as Wings Falls-
In their time-so it seemed.
Known as Milo to only a few--but...

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Nationalism,
nation supremacy,
rooted in competing patriarchal capital rivalries,
is entirely incompatible with EarthPatriotism
rooted in loyalty to cooperatively healthy matriotism

Wherever MotherEarth may yet be healthy climate rediscovered
in sensory input and outputs of a child
unbound breathing in enculturing good...

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I noticed just yesterday
while glowering about something else
now already
once again
forgotten...

I seem to have lost my good-sensed humor
along my stumbling
isolating internal say

Toward this red STOP! sign
searching for a different way

To find a new Earth center
for healing...

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Nirvana protégé podcast/youtube
phenom quite mature
talented young lass promising future
media attention did capture
overnight starlet exhibits bravure
generates profuse nonstop
outstandingly positive conjecture

nine year old greeted in France bonjour
mademoiselle so innocent and pure
guaranteed future success 
near anonymity one day
household...

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Time's natural spaces,
a universe of footprints in remembered places.

Need kicks me in the ass 
and head.
Trauma iafterflows,
undertows,
crashing carnage 
with runaway horsepower.

Want is a branching step,
coincidentally left-producing and right-consuming
memory footprints on Earth's beach of time,
some more...

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Actions speak louder than words, it's true.
Folks may doubt what you say but they'll always believe what you do.

Don't let the best you have done in the past be the standard for the rest of...

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Don't count your days, make your days count for lost time is never again found.
If you want to see rainbows don't stare at the ground.

When everyone else walks out a friend will be first to...

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Negativity echoes in the distressed mind
Crashing like Tsunami waves with beatings well timed

I am no good...                   ...

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"the anguish of grief leaves me with an appetency and yearning for peace . . . "

the allure of love was enchanting
the promise between us a delicate flower
love was like a guest unbidden
well-timed and auspicious
for...

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The feast was over, the diners filled,
When abruptly they keeled over and their innards spilled,
Unto an immaculate floor, courtesy was disabled,
Spewing their filth upon white walls and cluttered tables.

In a sudden realization of what had...

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Though Time is something we've devised,
Time's hold on us can't be revised.
While Time has time to spend at will,
We question Time when we distill
It into time spent ill or well.
It's just perception - time will...

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A mind,
I think,
should be a brain
still in a living organic body
in homeostatic normative relationship.

A human mind
could become mid-sized, just right,
and left,
not too hot, not too cold,
not too light, not too dark and heavy,
yet sometimes too...

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From whence come wars,
what birthplace spawn them?
The cradle of covetousness,
exceedingly covetous lust
Desiring to have what someone else possess
This is the genesis of war
Once an evil, fighting spirit is conceived,
it must flourish and breed
Fear mongering multiplies...

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pain ...
the blood of her pen
a harlequin's hope ...
the thrum in her breast and being
no quarter given the issue of her barren womb
she looked back one last time
on the darkened house ...
things and thoughts and...

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PUPS LAND ON MOON ~ Nursery Rhyme

Two little pups called Sam and Sue
Wanted adventure, to try something new,
Why don’t we go to the moon,
They had seen it in a cartoon
Lets go today, 
But its so...

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