Dad Political Verse Poems

A situation or state of confused movement or violent turmoil. (dictionary definition #2 of Maelstrom)

Today’s opinions are so contrasting and divisive that nobody seems to...

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What fills your goals, son?

I told you!
Need to get my car rolling [life rolling, love rolling]
yesterday,
if not today...

If I may interrupt
to process mindful resilience
for a...

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I could not do what you are mandated to do
every day on society's justice bench,
weighing retributive justice 
against restorative healing.

I cannot look with any comfort
at...

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My matriarchal genetic line
of narrative
not quite sublime
resonantly erupts
regeneratively abrupt

Loves repeating
robustly carnal wisdom's long
drawn out song

Continuously unabated
with unconditional
transgenerational regard
something emerging more positively
than simply not not hated

Unlike...

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Said the old widow cook
to the drag queen son
feeding his/her dying abusive dad,
while offering her nurturing donation:

"I don't want your money.
We're not savages, yet."

Other words
that...

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Does sacred Mother Eartha
too often want to stop the world
to process Her nuanced feelings?

Does our desecrating Dad
too seldom demand we stop
to consider grace
and win/win gratitude
for...

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I know what it costs
to parent a tyrant
24/7
52 weeks/year
and yet avoid judging,
feeling guilty,
self-blaming shame
for all I am not sufficient,
yet.

I remember learning curious distinctions
between genuine remorse
given,...

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Straight from the New York Times,
The Macho Appeal of Donald Trump:
We saw him being a boss

A take charge kinda' narcissistic guy;
just the kind of win/lose...

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Why are we here?
my oppositional daughter 
defiantly asks.

Because we're not over there?
her appositional dad
too often
and frustratingly
responds.

Sogyal Rinpoche writes
"To embody the transcendent
is why we are here."
I...

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In hindsight
I suspect my dad silently hoped,
secretly conceived,
vicariously needed his dream
I would become a multi-talented musician.

He said, No.
behind my mother's gentle apron
strings of soft-voiced disappointment,
but...

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"If I could turn you on,
if I could drive you out of your wretched mind,
if I could tell you
I would let you know."
  ...

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oft times brutal not so short, 
but nasty acknowledgement, 
(this anonymous, conscientious, efficacious...
frivolous gent writhes at bloody history), 
yet mindful premeditated how to be worthy,...

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Perhaps infertile
incomplete
unwashed memories
of elder v younger,
Goliath v David,
crusades v communion
critical, yet part of chronic, events
speak extended family disengagement truth
to powerful dirty laundry engagement failures.

That disclaimer...

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After required Thanksgiving Day
and depressing night
I awoke surprised
by release into ego-homelessness.

What could sad night despairs mean?
Reiterating loss of grateful identity
mysteriously disappearing through this habitat's coldly...

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THE STORY IN MY HEAD (The Man Sitting In Your Front)

He’s not a human being – No, he is less of that
He might’ve been the...

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