Joy Political Verse Poems

I was listening, last night,
to a sympathetic defense
for conserving liberal arts
and producing deeper and wider liberating sciences
including healthy democratic
politically empowering science.

Once again
I am hearing about...

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In Ayn Rand's "Atlas Shrugged"
she paints a nationalistically wealthy saint
where also lives a monochromatically utilitarian narcissist,
sucking on attachment to fame and power
for bought and sold...

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Sometime during the night
I knew what was more right
to sing our songs
with great yang might
and soft yintegrity's not wrongs.

We could sustain our notes
within this singing...

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What is dogmatically
unchangingly fundamental to Christianity,
and to all win/win positive faith systems,
is certainly not capitalism's ZeroSum economic assumptions
in which winner god takes all
from loser satan.

But,...

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Even better than finding joy
is not losing communion.

I find my most resilient joy
unfolding my larger healthy identity
commonly rediscovering contentment
in my own here/now coloring skin
on this...

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Dear Attorney Thompson Page, LLC
Sentient Advocate for Domestic Companions

Thank you for reminding me
last evening, as I was feeling unfree,
Retributive justice is rooted in ecological principles
of...

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She seems afraid to say too much
and not listen enough.

Perhaps fear of becoming misunderstood
and, worse, too quickly dismissed,
her moment,
even in this small-staged sanctuary,
unnoticed
under-nourished
unfed
unwatered.

She wants to...

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What if political parties
all over Earth
were invited together to sign a covenant
at a We The BiCameral People Party;

A covenant to never nominate or endorse or...

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Disseminated information...
(perhaps theme broached before, yes)?
(alternate title:The hunger for knowledge)

Whither hearing, vis (ideally,
liberal commentators I adore),
asper "NON FAKE") news,
more than weather, latest sports score
or reading,...

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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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Against  sadness:no-one here must weep
Nor lounge  about in melancholy deep
Was Van Gogh senseless to permit  his muse.
For  even masterpieces ...

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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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Help Homeless for life, not just at Christmas

Whilst I applaud the Salvation Army
Offering seasonal joy and hot meal.
Warming bed for an overnight stay,
Endemic of Homeless...

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Find your way
from brain stemmed
seed tree infancy
of glorious humanity
history

Find your way
From correct diverse limbic resolutions
back to shared soul temporal-health 
co-acclimating diverse struggling issues,
nutritionally resilient production
and...

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What cooperative evidence
could we final climate find
for WinWin cooperation lovers
including LeftBrain secular humanities
inviting no more or less valueflow
than RightBrain WiseElder root-branch dipolar etchings
neurologically ancient bipolar...

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Messengers
are seldom the most powerful voices
in Earth's wombed room.

Listeners,
whether intrapersonal individuals
or interpersonal incorporated persons
and both,
listening to the most diverse voices
usually become cooperatively empowered
advocates for Earth's...

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Images
have integrity
and/or negative trending decomposition.

If ecosystems
have naturally bleak unkindness
of Lose/Lose economies
then matriarchal birthing systems
have spiritual kindness;
both colder-darker dissonance
and warmer WinWin confluence.

Creative images
are more synonymous with...

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Where might we see
yin's silent voice
surfing on a windstorm?

Where might we hear
AnimaMundi,
speaking with GrandMother MoonLight,
for octave systems
through PositivEnergy stringing words
of Mother Spider,
instinctively born
of fractal RNA...

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 On The Edge

He lays flat on the floor
on the edge of his mind's cliff.
Taking notes, he wonders
“Is this life worth living?”

He tries to remember,
tries...

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I sat at the shore at the
Break of the day. When the,
Sun steals from the vast curtain of nature,
Peeping through human infrastructures.
When I saw,a lamb...

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