Free At Last
...Real education
starts
when the university
fades
in your rearview mirror
Its nihilistic
narrative
disappearing
in the mist
Umbilically
the ties
are cut
as light
comes rushing in
The wax ...
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Categories:
umbilically, freedom,
Form: Rhyme
Seven Seas
...Adrift in rite, Forethrift of every
wind-sworn thing.
By Night and Gale Banshee wale,
styled in Sylphstream.
A symbol vibrates the sound of the w...
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Categories:
umbilically, art,
Form: Epic
Smothering the Health Bomb
...2010 initiative N H S decide programme we see
On halving stillbiths; and injury, quite sensible it
Appears to me ' yet now 2023 has come to be
Its being shelved, what could we see? There must
Be ...
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Categories:
umbilically, abuse, baby, caregiving, health,
Form: Rhyme
Working With Theories
...I'm working on this Systems Theory
All existing formal religious traditions
and informal spiritual experience
of Great Sacred EcoLogical Transitions
[e.g. Holocene to
Green AnthroScene;
Hol...
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Categories:
umbilically, anxiety, appreciation, culture, health,
Form: Parallelismus Membrorum
Forbidden Chocolate
...Forbidden Chocolate
I was riding psychedelic,
Riding Electric Ladyland,
Inside
The long wheezing worm,
Riding easy,
Through the black snoring night,
Aboard the Amtrak Southwest Chief,
Roari...
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Categories:
umbilically, music, travel,
Form: Free verse
Unwed
...She sent me a lol on wattsapp
Please pass the ketchup
Mothership gliding in silent space
Umbilically us padded in shiny foil
Her face deflected in a fish bowl
Leaves only guessing about her th...
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Categories:
umbilically, betrayal, divorce,
Form: Free verse
Dreaming Within Myselves
...Dreaming by myself,
eisegetically,
I believe in LeftBrain dominant deductive intelligence
furthering Yang-enculturation,
culturing,
enculturing toward
secular rational capital-investments,
sel...
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Categories:
umbilically, caregiving, games, health, integrity,
Form: Political Verse
I Know Who I Am
...I know who I am
I am at times confused bewildered
I am pondering wondering questioning
I am a grain of sand in a windswept desert
I am a mist obliterated by the morning sun
I am a wave in oceans...
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Categories:
umbilically, creation,
Form: ABC
Harvest Time - the Redemption
...HARVEST TIME - THE REDEMPTION
There are no roots to see, not with our eyes,
that stretch from earth, umbilically below;
not even to the sun, to realize,
but there must be a chord we do not know;...
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Categories:
umbilically, abuse, garden, science,
Form: Sonnet
The Tide
...They thought i was disabled by choice, not by veracious right,
They thought, ‘cos i objected to medicine’s lady,
But my parents were both a malady,
To medicine’s elegance and height.
My par...
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Categories:
umbilically, child abuse, computer, games,
Form: Tail-rhyme
Unconscious Spirit
...Unconscious spirit
I was left in the plain by my own body,
Spiritually I had no knowledge
Of astral projecti...
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Categories:
umbilically, deep, self,
Form: I do not know?
Harvest Time
...HARVEST TIME
There are no roots to see, not with our eyes,
that stretch from earth, umbilically below;
not even to the sun, to realize,
but there must be a chord we do not know;
Are we not on...
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Categories:
umbilically, christian, destiny,
Form: Sonnet
My Sunbeam Cold
...MY SUNBEAM COLD
A poem (about birth)
Lionel Derbyshire
It is going to be a while
For me to stand on my
Own two little feet
For today I am newly
Born out of my mother
In all from God’s grace...
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Categories:
umbilically, baby, birth, child, emotions,
Form: ABC
Harvest Time
...HARVEST TIME
There are no roots to see, not with our eyes,
that stretch from earth, umbilically below;
not even to the sun, to realize,
but there must be a chord we do not know;
Are we not on...
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Categories:
umbilically, earth, food, fruit, space,
Form: Sonnet
Letter From a Son To His Late Mother
...Ma,
Why do I need to apostrophize you? Why did you flew away into the celestial regions so earlier? Is it because you are from a land where ‘twenty is plenty’ for women? And hence, ignoring the offi...
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Categories:
umbilically, emotions, family, loss, mother
Form: Prose
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