Recomposing Poems - Poems about Recomposing

...They say, it is love It should be unconditional In what way? They say,it is honest It should be the truth In what? Those are the questions that need to be asked, It is the actions That re......

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...I am part of the chaos that once found me, intricately woven together, Each fragment of the soul with which I had the chance to communicate, Every skin I touched randomly carried by dreams, All of......

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...Does life seem to you, as love does to we, that virtuous circles engage healing intent While viscious squares of bad-tempered stomping marches much less gayly toward escalating drama with h......

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...I wonder if heuristic, tentative thoughts, and ambiguous, nebulous feelings, coalesce, sometimes into resonant knowing In a personal powerful illuminating way resilient hope of sharing th......

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..."Stripped of a physical body, [individualistic] mind stands naked, revealed startlingly for what it has always been; the architect of our [shared] reality." Sogyal Rinpoche Stripped of a spir......

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...I overheard you say you are planning a big celebration for later this year, when Trump is defeated for re-election. I am ready to be invited, if you would be so kind to reverse your motives ......

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...In cooperative detective work, including Earth scientific research, we are told to follow the money much more often than feeling invited to follow the nutritional health investors and the toxi......

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...My first great faith journey involved exiting EarthMother's nighttime womb, without even a first language except what RightBrain inherited from noticing emotive taste and feel and healthy/pathol......

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...Advent, older, and more pervasive, than Christmas I presume. Why so? Advent's lack of glaring light feels more of an invite to prepare for winter's new year planning by reviewing what went......

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...My longer life reads like a ransacked, formerly almost democratic constitution, Whether well read in organic silence or not so screaming fascist tumored rumor bad-humored much. Some days pre......

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...If I were not a GAY white male living in the USA, I wonder if I would have grown my LeftBrain up to so easily hear Donald John as Head Pharisee for privileged religiously-held Nationalism-- a ......

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...I am reading Wendell Berry stories again, still, today. And notice over these past several weeks he unfolds two bipolar themes. Berry is, was, a cooperative Southern neighborhood farmer ......

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...With Rainer I would rain love letters into this Universe but, once started, how could such love expressed ever warmly end with grateful sufficiency? Grace unfolding within each well-placed l......

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...Resilience planning is to Disaster Management for a crippled community, As Permacultural planning is to Anger Management for growing Ego Resilience. When WinLose cards are dealt by climates......

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...How can you say with your not quite straight face that you neither know nor care anything of God, or gods, or even exotic goddesses? That's like saying you don't care for any love today, or ra......

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