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Post covid green
People theorise, give up, hang their coats up with Trump, I wonder, slap-stunned awake (I say, it all becomes good), Laughter dissolves into a sad poem about humanity – And covid, where did they go?stuffed in walls, some plants- Aesthetics, some people for show, I stepped out of my house, Into my breath, the wind,…
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I’m not an island
From coast to coast, Social force heaving, Privately, bed tossing, I gave up philosophy, And the world opened up to me. The sung history, Deep sea, over the edge, Aye, and if you call the fae fallen, Give me a new coastline, Renamed as her rod, – in poesy form, Curving, rolling, glacial Rod spreading…
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Well, yes and no: a metaphysic
Well yes and no, A feminist metaphysic About love, saying, it doesn’t Include my love, and me thinking For love of woman, should A feminist metaphysic Not be inclusive of everyone? For patriarchy is exclusive, And does not include us, Tho the world is inclusive, And includes all of us, And I’m done with philosophy,…
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The tree
On Facebook I sacrificed a quiet life, Said something, sin to corruption, That comes down hard on difference, I wrote a poem for you, so you see thru me, I’m giving myself as a gift to the world, Thru the battle, the trees, flowers and birds Spread smiles, look affectionately, The trees speak thru me…
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To plant a seed
“All that exists is only One Wujud (Being)!” Nasafi Trans. Shayda Wujud climbing the escalator, Up into thin space, never finding A trace, I stopped at the vision Of your face: Has not Wujud built an atom bomb? Have not people argued and thought over thin space? Now I climb the vine: I only see…
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G for goddess
I am sculpting a figurine For you, with my graffiti, Each day I take a piece of you Unaware. From your breath All poetic inspiration, a sky Forehead, plucked flowers, Hair, sunnies, moon shaped, I’d take care on your dark eyes: They must be perfect: dewdrops, Patterns of moons and waves, Your golden form, strong,…
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Veins
I went to Brahman, I said, Why do you dream alone, inside my head? I play, at life, try even death, It’s funny because it charms me, Maya and her snakes make my day, Worth living. I ask of even atheism: why the unbelief? It seemed I went by people, Questioning why consciousness is never…
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Poesy in the ring
In the ring, it’s burning love, It’s burning hate, It’s burning life is hard, I take my queue from Ali, when he was inside: I’m permanently in the ring, being magnificent, and so tremendous,My words an Ali shuffle, VICTORY, Round 8000, (The inhumans read my post and talk and laugh among themselves, they’re trying to…
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What’s up?
It’s no longer a surprise, but Perhaps I am, human being. Take off the lid, all that’s beneath Is ill meaning Fill it with mirth, giver of gifts, It will retaliate with ill intention At someone, it’s not important Who, at me, for example, In my wisdom and experience I say – such content is…
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Fancy: my muse
Gentle time passes as the wind might, Enveloping past, present and future in one sigh. Where do your thoughts stray, On a boring Saturday? I seek you, like a dog on a scent, I travel a quest, seek your carnal flesh, Reading your flesh, in nature, afresh, Your invisible dart that opens me up, To…