POEM: Patient Alchemy

In this whirled, in the daze we live in, it seems that expertise madders. This poem is a tip of the hat to expertise and the insightful wisdom contained within those domains of expertise. May we have patient, open minds in learning to be teachable…

Patient Alchemy

The jeweler
An expert so called
Demonstrated how
To split a diamond
A show enough gem
Striking it once
Twice
Three times
Nothing
Ten times
Twenty times
Thirty times
Nothing
Seventy times
Eighty times
Ninety times
Nothing
In tact
Till the hundredth time
After most of the crowd split
The diamond cleaved
Bemoaned bye many
As useless
A clumsy flail
99% of the time
A flawed efficiency
In awe the way
Riddled with not have way
Too fine that fault line
With such patient alchemy
Not the facet way
In such realms
Of indivisible and invisible
To halve crystal vision
Or weary too be herd
Seamingly
Not enough carats
To justify their weight
Yet those who cool
Won’s heels
In silence
Gasp at the yield
Grasping how sum
A quit them selves
And sell dumb
Master ignorance
But then agin
What due
Experts know

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POEM: A Violent Conception

Violence First Refuge of Incompetent -- Isaac AsimovEasy violence is the hardest in the whirled.

A Violent Conception

As the whirled descended
In too violence
He helled this conception
In his ahead
Of adding up
To this fall
From grays
To black and white
And read
As un-void-able
As amor
Violence
Sum how
Wed
At the hip
Born of the same brood
As be, get security
Of the same kind

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POEM: DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME – Owed to Street Protesting

I am a profess-ional. DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME!!

DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME – Owed to Street Protesting

Check
Check
Check
Hear
I stand
On a street corner
In a see of people
Wading for a sign
That people might
Have an opinion
On the politics of the day
The weak
Our time
Some people may think
That wee could be
Doing most
Anything else
Too due our wee part
As unherd
Inconceivable to sum
Volunteering our own
Blood, sweat, and tears
Without pay
Check
Check
Check
Is this thing on?!

Street protesting is my second claim to fame. I do believe that I have participated in more street protests in Toledo than any other living human being. I have been protesting in Toledo since 1987. By the way, my first claim to fame is being the greatest punster for peace and justice in the English-speaking world.

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POEM: In Neutral

If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of the oppressor -- Desmond Tutu quoteUnquestionably, we are living in times when if we do not vigorously question the many endemic injustices surrounding US and take action to end them, then we are the problem.

In Neutral

“If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of the oppressor”
– Desmond Tutu

He had herd
The easiest weigh
To enter the human raze
Buy submitting
Parking it
In neutral
Where he went
As fast as he could
Comforted by the way things whir
Stupefied by glorious revs
Dumb founded by the rumble
The choke full throttle
Bullishly putting exhaustion to the rear
He didn’t no
Where he was going
Butt was making
Great time

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POEM: His Soul Problem

Let our souls not cringe! Let us be awe in!

His Soul Problem

His soul problem
Was something too due
With his shoo’s
He wanted it
Awe
Yet he was scarred
To be taken
All in

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POEM: Helled Countable

Without cooperation life would not be worth living — this is our standard of living…

Helled Countable

They went down
Fore the count
10 to be exacting
As is customary
A column bind
Of wins and losses
And draws
Us in
Too us and them
Unparalleled events
Not adding up
For even
When match over
Cooperation rules
Take holed
Taking us
To an other level
Such ethereal plays
Untolled

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POEM: The Enema’s Within

This poem is a dose of pushing back on the Trump regime’s deployment of masked secret police and increasing militarization of policing in our ledged democracy…

The Enema’s Within

They talked shit
A bout
The left
And those who haven’t
They want have the country
Too rule the other
Brought and souled
On violence
While huddled masses bellow
Agin the party lyin’
This is knot America
To be politically korrect
State-ing the obvious
In what parently is limited government
Bye the people
In what remains
The fatherland
As neighbors turn in
This
Incite out
What is it wee must
In part
Taken in
Assault-y and bitter solution
In what might be
In dispensable
A healthy dose of moral fiber
Standing to gather
That peaceable assembly
In what right truly means
None left
Behind
With standing whatever throne at US
The catch
As chants is up on
In head and tails
To toil it
Allot of shit
Perhaps choiring US
In the wake of such grievances
To re-dress
Amidst that essence of democracy

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POEM: Bad Guise

In case those masked cops rounding up people in the streets were fretting over who might be coming for them, it’s just us…

Bad Guise

You may have herd
Cops need masks
To protect themselves from the people
Posed bad guise
And that is knot enough
The masked cops need cops
Due the cops protecting the cops need cops?
The chauvinist-in-chief courts trouble
Parently with impunity
In citing cops need bad guise
And such daze
We’ll pass
Over hauling wee the people
As just us peers
Answering that singular question
Copping pleas?

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POEM: The Straw Dint (Notably Possessive)

This poem emerged from the image of a flurry of potential “last straws” as in “the straw that broke the camel’s back.” This poem parlay’s the resilience of camels in the desert as a metaphor of resilience for us in whatever deserts in life we may experience…

The Straw Dint (Notably Possessive)

The straw didn’t brake
The camel’s back
With such reign
Time to bale
When surroundings
Anything but stable
As if
Know room at the in
A desert creature
Dune the best passable
Carrying life
In between
Oasis’s

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POEM: Superlative Power

A poem about The Don, the grift, the superpower…

Superlative Power

His superpower was
Low expectations
Razed to absurd levels
Then giving you
The lyin’s share
Of what wasn’t there
In first plays
And the lessen
Don’t look
A grift
Hoarse in the mouth
You always get
What
Pain for

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POEM: Revolution-airy

Earth is our ultimate revolution…

Revolution-airy

“If I can’t dance, I don’t want to be part of your revolution.” –Emma Goldman

In this whirled
Of human unkind
Nevertheless
Mother Earth spins
Up on her axes
On a roll
Of celestial peeks
And as fore whine of hours
Mine, mine, mine
She encircles awe
For eons
As we entreat her
Like a revolve her
She offers a twist
To this grave plot
As she gives us a fly orbit
Of moons and amor
Wooing us
As if to herald
It’s our turn
As well
Now
That is
A revolution
That I can dance to

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POEM: Warrin’ Piece – Not the Novel

Holy imagination, Batman! I found peace. It’s awe ways, the last place you look…

Warrin’ Piece – Not the Novel

“Hate is the udder lack, of imagination.”

There is a piece
Incite of him
That passeth awe
Under standing
It’s a bout
Shockin’ awe
As all is fare
In lovin’ war

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POEM: Poisoned, Well, Being

Poisoned, Well, Being

We thought buy being
The strongest of allot
A mass of power
Every won posed
Could not with stand
The gravity of hour rein
On just and unjust
Weal wrest on hole some
Little did we no
Never quiet figuring
Out
The sores of life
Sacrifices
Willing to be made
By more
Then mirror God
Our most
Lucid moments
Like dropping balms
In order
To come to
Our sense us
Incensed at preyer
Wee are undivided
In the no
Venom
Coming from the poisoned
Well
Being

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POEM: First Responders Knot

A poem for the actual first responders, prevention workers of awe kinds. NOTE: If you are not named specifically, we know that you are used to it…

First Responders Knot

A shooting
A heart attack
A suicide
A drunken wreck
Law enforcement and EMS
Quickly respond
In that ninth inning stretch
Pining the needle
Of overdue and overdo
Not quiet
Reminding us
Of heroics long for gotten
As hidden in efface
As sum of us
Know wear
To be found
A triple bypass
Of teachers
Counselors
Public health workers
And them ilk
Of compassion
In the long haul
Of un-scene
In the whirled
Of overwhelming convention
And underwhelming prevention

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POEM: National-est of Awe

I’m not much of a nationalist, but…

National-est of Awe

I am knot much of a citizen
Of most any nation
Accept possibly
The imagi-nation
Plus
If I were too dwell
Anywhere fore too long
I would in habit
That soul plays
Called
The Rumi-nation

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POEM: A Rested Development

A sabbath never spent…

A Rested Development

For the blessed many
Take the sabbath off
Accept fore me
The sabbath is on
Riding poetry
Awe day long
Just the same
Do not read
Into it
Fret not form me
This is not the Jōb
You may figure
It is
Fore you

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POEM: Ship Happens

May you harbor good feelings…

Ship Happens

It’s awe ways now
Some wear
Though not hear
Life is afar
A weigh
As untouchable
And just
As I can’t sea
Ship happens
And once amor
Cared a way

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POEM: God Necked

I am necked be for God…

God Necked

He souled himself
The rope to hang
Buy knowledge
No’in by awe
Allot of science
And a byte-size art
Bequeathing him
A faith worse than death
Larger than life undone
An unfathomable circus
To hang by a thread
And notions of God
Made
Necked
When you can hire power
Hung up
On awe that is a parent
Of coarse knot
As a trap adore
And the gravity
Of fallen
Fore it agin

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POEM: Reveres Bargaining

This poem is a meditation on generosity. The title is an allusion to my practice of “reverse bargaining.” My favorite example is when I was tabling, selling buttons, at a large event. Of course, I made weigh too many buttons — if that’s possible. I don’t want boxes of buttons in my house; I want them out in the world. So, another button vendor, an alleged competitor — in my world, there is no such thing — wanted to buy a bunch of buttons to re-sell in their business. He said, “How many can I get for $100?” I said, “how many do you want?” He offered, “How about 300?” I said, “350 and it’s a deal.” The rest is history…

Reveres Bargaining

What is your status?
In the whirled of busyness
What might
Be scene
As negotiating position
Is mirrorly just
A bargain
Bin there
Done that
If you were to attest
The limits of my generosity
You may be soarly surprised

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POEM: Star Children

Are we soully star dust?

Star Children

They expressed matter
Of factly
That they were
Star dust
As in choir
Are you Sirius?
Still, quiet ponder us
We made note
The twinkle in their I
And undeniable dark background
They conceivably came from
A plausible perspective
With stellar possibilities

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