Angel Political Verse Poems

Glow morning warm
hugging
sleepy scalp and face embrace
outside sacred pink
yellowing fragrant dawn

Without fear of fading dark
or death
or sin

Welcome in
naked foot massage
pressure memories of walk
on stretching strings

Hang...

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Probably few of us
have capacity
to see ourselves
as both Angel
and Demon.

Many of us
have had the experience
of demonizing
and punishing ourselves
for sins of the past
extending into our present
festering
unresolved...

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In the beginning
of individual first NoelNights
taking our great climatic breath,

All each of us possesses,
and is possessed by,
is sacred EarthMother

Humble shepherdess
singing vast compassion's angelic empowerment
of great...

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You must become something that you can be. You must become "Immortality": You can pass through"Eternity when you reach "Immortality where "God "The Creator is...

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Justice tendered with "Mercy,and "Love" is "True Justice" for "All of "The People" : This includes "The Police,Our Political Leaders,Our Religious Leaders,and "Regular Citizens of...

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Twice parliament asked the people,
Twice the answer was loud and clear from the people,
Twice there was a no to Euthanasia by the people.

Twice I joined...

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If I, like Rip Van Winkle, should fall asleep and wake up 20 years later,          ...

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For what manner of beast,
sad creature,
mad monster,
deeply dark angel east,
does everyday accompaniment
seed cold contempt
instead of breeding warm sacred resonance?

Should beloveds
not expect to grow in sublime...

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Harumph To Holiday Hoopla – Phish Pshaw!

Relieved of fatherhood Saint
Nick schtick found me
to relinquish ratty outfit, and stow away zee bras
like padding and "FAKE flowing...

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What is that whip?

Why is it more than a few seconds to me-

when I couldn't even breathe,

or figure it was peace?

Not a warning,

or a lullaby...

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I
A queue to a doorway
No-one knows what´s
On sale there
It could be washing powder
Almonds or diamonds
You think this was some
Yesterday
Look out your
Ghost smeared
Window
This is now

II
Throw stones...

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Walking with no money staring at the pavement 
this journey never mad sense 
I was hungry so many days 
I began to study the ways...

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I walked past the cemetery the other day,
Those who fought for a right to vote,
Were turning in their graves.
 
I could hear them moaning in...

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