Long Wavey Poems

Product of Dave the Brave

Product of Peace
Product of Poverty
Product of Happy
Product of Charity 
P-Product of crazy...weightless envy...bipolar blues...etc. etc.

Product of selfish ambition ...
A shameful sin in disguise 
Turning my cheek to this decision
Discussion goes beyond...

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Time for a road trip, my  dad, mom and us three kids all packed into our old station wagon. I guess it wasn't so old but it sure seemed that way at the time....

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Back in Eighth Graded Class
of StraightWhiteMale English privilege
I learned all healthy narratives
must have at least one
of three tension intentions

Unlike sacred mythic prayer and fable 
multicultures invoking poetry 
flowing soulfully 
provoking gospel primal anthems

Of StraightWhite Man...

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Earth Time's song and dance
through preexisting space,
my song
our PolyCulturing Opera,
time's co-passion story,
climates and cultures of existing place 
as regenerating space.

Time's opaque prehistoric face
haunts richer wisdom
but often fails to find just and righteous pace
for decomposing Western...

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Martha Rogers
brought dynamic nursing relationships
of co-acclimating healthy minds
and Earth's well-being subclimates,

While Carl Rogers
brought empowering therapeutic relationships
of cooperative needs
for nature/nurture
organic bilateral interdependence.

As Gregory Bateson
brought holonic systems theory
of cooperative leftbrain YangNatures
and compelling rightbrain YinMinds
toward dipolar co-arising consciousness
of...

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Creation Stories
Salvation Narratives
regenerate,
together win/win co-operate
bodhisattva risks
and universal opportunities
for mutual co-investment

In sacred meaning
as also interdependent ecological webs
of blue/green
Heaven/Earth
Patristic/Matriarchal
enlightening/empowering
mono/poly-theistic
communal myths,

Anthrosupremacists
need to feel divinely re-inspired
win/win strategically salvific protagonists
re-activists
multiculturally adept communal mediators
Win/Winning within these co-passionate narratives.

It's win/lose
either/or
LeftBrain verbally
unredemptively 
retributively...

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Why do we call lack of boundary issues,
boundary issues?

Why do we call oppositionally engrained
and deep-rooted ego-supremacist instincts,
oppositional disorder?
rather than competitive-dominant WinLose order?

Why do we call lack of WinWin ecopolitical direction,
ambivalence?
rather than equivalence?

Edgy margins of discovery
multiply...

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We are fire.
We fire.
We consume and produce warm memories,
and colder dissonance.
Where were we before first flicker of flame?
What were we before our warm time?

After our last flame expires
is our enlightened distinction
now extinguished?
Or this same where...

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You're the flame around my heart,
am I still your smile
when we're apart?

As you leave your flame flares up,
but when I look into your face,
I miss your lack of smiling place,
You are my fire!

Where were you...

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I wrestle with against vulnerable boundaries
to invasive intimacy,
left unlanguaged yet right felt dismay
could not sustainably remain
without being said outloudlyish
in some bicameral bilateral bipolar balancing brainiac
polypathically left merely cooperationalizing,
creolizing Sacred Elders feeling self-righteous
matriarchal nutritionisms,
spiritual and diminished...

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THE REPLY FROM THE PRESENT TO THE PAST
            (NO TO XENOPHOBIA II) 
With the paper on my hand 
I wondered what to do as...

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They lived across from each other
on and off the center floor dorm hall,
both on the much discussed
controversial LeftWing side.

Yang perused Yin's CDs,
"I see you like that queer music,
Elton John
and Luther VanDross
and George Michael.
I didn't notice...

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CLOSET DRAMA
 Setting:  Two friends working out how to create a beautiful garment from the curtains. And planning an escape.
 Characters: 
 Giselle (G)  An innocent young woman who is a dreamer
 Pip...

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Last night I was human.
I was my "normal" self.
Somehow, I've shrunk by five-foot-one!
Now I'm a mouse upon a shelf.

My heart sinks as I look down
Upon the cat that was my friend.
No purrs. More hisses. All...

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I would not judge someone
and then some dreadful thing
or some nasty place
or some too distant time.

Let me, instead,
invite judgment from
that one relationship in real spacetime,

Until we each and all resiliently find
what we need
and want
for healthy...

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"over the waters blue the night winds sigh,
    The breakers roar... " Lord Byron  

"Over the waters blue the night winds sigh
The breakers roar..." Waves collapse before my eyes.
I catch my...

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Number One
She's tall and over fifty
with black and grey wavey hair
She comes to the library so often
I sometimes wonder why she's there
She like all the rest of us
plays her on line games
I find myself looking...

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I saw an old lady at home
Whose habits bizarre when alone!
She thinks she's abroad
On her ironing board
Surfing tides in a wavey zone.

Her arms and her legs were well spread.
Her curlers tucked neat on her head.
Her...

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The country road split the wheat field in half
A murder of crows seemed to prefer the right
Hope they leave some to winnow from the chaff
Crows seem but wavey lines against the night
A spectacular sight in...

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Up I lift your petite thews as your
            pneuma follows

              ...

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