Long Whitest Poems

The white race has a point
But that doesn't mean
They should treat us improper
The white race has a point
Nature is repeating it over and over
White snow, white moon
white Jesus, white angels
white robes, white clouds
White pedestrian crossing
White...

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HeteroSapiens have bipolar developed
miraculous capacities
to stretch and blur
legitimate moral peace initiatives
subordinate to licit legal judicial systems

Judiciously approved punishment
for misdemeanors
felonies,
cardinal
and moral
and carnal
and original sins
requiring flat fees
regardless of capacity to pay,
imprisonment,
enslavement,
lynching,
beheading,
burning at the stake,
chemical injections,

Capital disembodied punishments
NOT...

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Twenty-one Scenes Of Life And Poetic Thoughts

That Resplendent Scene

winter white landscape
frozen limbs on ancient trees
old snowshoes ready

Robert J. Lindley,
Haiku, 12-08-2015

Fleeing Visions

dark shadows, death waits
sun burst upon bright new dawn
moonlight on lake shore

Robert J. Lindley,
Haiku, 7-09-...

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The mystical maid of the seasonal change, in summer darns a
Gown of evergreen, with rose petal blossoms of bows, and leaves
Ribbons woven intertwine through thorns and beauty.
In the rush the colder winds blow at natures...

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Child, pay close attention to what 
I am going to say
to make you aware of a heavenly sight,
" The bell that you hear tinkles
with a joyful melody...
as if it were sung by invisible angels. "

Years...

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Waking to cold blown tent, ground frozen icy hard
woods are my love, as is poetry to a bard.
Today starts my anticipated forest trek,
seeking salvation from heart's emotional wreck,
last night I watched stars twinkle in heavenly...

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Speaking With NonBully VoiceBoxes

Dissociative injustice,
like racist slurs and disinvestments,
retributive oppression
for not being SWM enough,
has ecological roots
in LeftBrain anthro/ego-centered fruit
of fragile disconnected autonomy,
against all competing odds
still struggling to win
against all other elitist competitors
for greatest capital gains
over...

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Soul Searching Trek Along Winter's Snow Painted Trails

Waking to cold blown tent, ground frozen icy hard
woods are my love, as is poetry to a bard.
Today starts my anticipated forest trek,
seeking salvation from heart's emotional wreck,
last...

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Out in the middle of the boundless sea,
As far away from land as ever it could be.
An island stands alone with water all around,
And the very whitest beaches that ever could be found.
At the center...

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THE SWEETER, THE BITTER
The sweeter the bitter, the bitter the sweeter;
There is nothing like a free lunch, the sweeter the bitter
Lift me high so you can pull me down, the sweeter the bitter
Only my loved...

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THE SWEETER, THE BITTER
The sweeter the bitter, the bitter the sweeter;
There is nothing like a free lunch, the sweeter the bitter
Lift me high so you can pull me down, the sweeter the bitter
Only my loved...

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THE SWEETER, THE BITTER
The sweeter the bitter, the bitter the sweeter;
There is nothing like a free lunch, the sweeter the bitter
Lift me high so you can pull me down, the sweeter the bitter
Only my loved...

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While sailing out on morning’s tide
A mermaid on a rock I spied
She was a lovely half-fish girl
With a necklace made of whitest pearl

She smiled and blew a kiss to me
Then disappeared into the sea
She surfaced...

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She was an Indian Barbie, long curly lash 
And brown complexion. The hair was 
Perfect, shiny black and she had on a small 
Pink gown to cover her 36-24-36 body. 
Last seen, she still had...

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Is it the truth that blinds us
If They say God is Love then how can Love blind us
How can lies remind us> minus trust
It takes years to build it and only seconds to destroy it
And...

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Sotoba Komachi is a modern Noh play by Yukio Mishima (1925-1970). Mishima's play is based on an ancient work by Kan'ami Kiyotsugu (1333-1384). The first kanji means "stupa" (the dome of a shrine) while the...

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(2.)  Dylan Thomas | Poetry Foundation

(3.)  Dylan Thomas - Dylan Thomas Biography - Poem Hunter

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My Tribute Poem:

That Life Extends Its Seeds Beyond Our Mortal Coils,
Wherein Truth And Light Sets A Saving Path, First...

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Meeting a princess

It was, according to the old, the coldest winter
any could remember, the wise said it was because 
the war had disturbed the weather pattern
One day, it snowed, then it got mild, after that...

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Aye, Spanish Needles, far from native shore
We the Diaspora exult to meet
Though our station, not what we dreamt of yore
Is battered by grimy dust and slimed sleet
Aye, Spanish Needles, still unbowed you stand
A dazzling prince...

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Dark as the night goddess, she is an ebony princess,
Blackest beauty whom sheds layers textures, as veils
Cast upon the breath of the night winds.
She the temptress enchantress, passion's desire burns
Within, these emerald eyes of seductions...

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Endearing the gods of enlightenment, dip tenderly into the rainbows
Color band of intrinsic light, softly breathing, as the hushed breath of
A morning doves first coo of life, the lotus flower does blossom and bloom.
Infusions delicate...

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I'm in me bath here, with a box of red cheer, 
yeah a box of red cheer, beer's too bloody dear.
Me mind's wanderin twixt big tits and riches, 
bein able to scratch at what itches,...

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It's early Christmas' Eve, snow steadily falls
and Santa leaves the North Pole
with his breath steaming in the frigid cold...
while the reindeers wiggle their tails;
he re-checks his long and neat list,
remembering another child's wish!
  ...

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What dreams of beauty or wildest imagination could ever match these wonderful ageless scenes,
Of a fairy tale forest glittering and sparkling in an evergreen mead showing off its silvery pines,
A blue diamond frost bathed in...

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