Horse Psychological Poems

draught horse tripped on clod
so sure of gait and big hooves
looked for a scapegoat...

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My internal experience of depression
today shames
external ecology of elation,
all I might know as warm extended family
of profoundly peaceful impressions
still bare surviving
at end of this slow-fading...

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Retirement from community development,
facilitating cooperative economic justice
in this post-millennial time of climate crisis,
feels like being put out to pasture
with the rest of us toothless and...

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Sinking feeling springs eternal...
courtesy sucker punched by vehicular travails

Truckload of banshees muffled
as more'n yours truly wails
he feels wheely tired
as one after another
significant snafu devilish

troublesome impish...

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I took out my id and went for a walk.
She was in a daring mood and started to squawk.
I want cotton candy, popcorn and a...

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"The Hummingbird Cake"




The day started bright -

Bright Eggshell Blue
and ended in percussion
dark and cloudy stormed in
thunder pummelled drums
against a backdrop of 
bruised eggshell dijon yellow
sweating...

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Go inside the mind of a man that kills,
Liking cold air bringing neck chills,
the taste that brings death, also brings thrills, 
can you feel the...

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I know I'm really tired
I just don't want to sleep
I guess I'm just really wired
Dreams will make me weep

I'm scared to see those things and...

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This is the third time
I've read Beyond Religion:
Ethics
[non-sectarian, non-partisan, non-violent]
for A (not "The") Whole World
[ZeroZenZone Universe, psychological and politically eco-logical].

In the second, of two, sections,
the...

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Flogged a Dead Horse The Dream

It felt no pain
pain I felt
flogging works like that
So I sat
upside down
in Australia

Started to fall asleep
cider I was in, knee...

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She couldn’t remember
When she stopped being herself
So gradual was the disillusion
He wore her down till she was just a shell
Another casualty to his ruses

He had...

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Whom the horse is looking for
Every day in the scarlet breeze
It comes and taps at the door
Have you forgotten your blue cheese

Is it the one...

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Each ego identity,
whether of busy bee
or slacker sloth,
recreates its uniquely sacred eco-Other,
mutually capable of Win-Win intentional experience
and memory
toward appreciating capital investments
in further living, not deadening,...

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Lesser gods, dressed in mortal boxes, 
have the power to build a utopia.  
Their choices, have built a hell, instead.

Human error; ego-driven, 
horse powered...

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Traveling in the chariots of the mind
Top down, flying my freak flag in the wind
80 miles per hour at the speed of light, red
Sound of...

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