Political Longing Poems

Take me home, take me home to the place I desire the most.

Not my bed with a dozen blankets to bake me in like a...

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What if…

If fear did not guard and watch over me?
My seeds of shame and doubt
Would timidly venture out
And finally sprout,
But as they reached the light,
Like...

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Oh Julia, Julia Hartley-Brewer,
I touched her knee when I hardly knew her.
A punch was threatened in my face
And in due course I fell from grace.

On...

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I am a free moral agent
I detest imprisonment
I abhor bondage
I reject  life in the cage
I am imbued with the ability to choose
So I choose...

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I never told anyone how my ears reverberate in a silent room.
The whirring drone ever present, a conquistador of my private spaces.
This is my cohabitation...

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Mine fervent aspiring political activism...

Gunning gusto, (while rosy axles grind)
for Bernie Sanders dagnabbit
nipped in figurative bud triggered zilch
prospects to germinate, 

cultivate, and amalgamate
late blooming spore...

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~Bells of Saint Mary's~

Oh, the joy of being young!
When those phenomenal bells
so joyfully rung!
And I, in patent leather Mary
Janes,
Ate Tootsie Rolls as if in a...

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True patriots,
regardless of color, creed, or cathartic party,
are loyal to cooperative interdependent change
from below
and within
as needed to liberally balance conserving health
to co-empower compassionately wealthy democracy.

Fake...

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Southwold (Suffolk).
 
 Dear Southwold

 How I love to visit you,
 To stand barefoot,
 On your bright yellow sandy beaches,
 To stand and admire your...

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What will you say
as we sing out of tune?

Will you stand up
and strike out
with me?

What would you do
if the world were insane
as a flat screen...

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Every newly innocent day
after complexly creolizing night dreams
I hear and smell and taste and see and feel
some thing
some co-related becoming
that more and less
kills me
with delight...

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Listen...
Can you hear these silently listening voices too?

Listening souls
old and yet not born
inside
outside resounding Earth's fertile proclamations

Present voices
remembered from communal past lively choices
personal, yet political,
economic,
yet...

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He retired to his sanctuary
on the Eastern shore of the Thames River
three years ago,
an often frustrated permaculture organizer
for building cooperative social health
by creatively communicating climate...

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When we arrived at the U.S. border as a family
We were far from welcomed in, we were made an example of
Ripped apart by ICE-cold border...

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Longing for the answers.. it's a mystery
Why would you leave and let me go
It's hard enough without a you and me
But it's killing me inside...

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