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Politics for Poets

Water the Parched Lands!

fresh.
Let the clean wind blow through
your soul.

In a blog it's always good to delete things

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How much of too much is enough?

How do we remember to forget?

In a blog it's good to delete and leave things in the past. They are still available but not at the front.

I worry that the transformations would be too sweeping. If you look back a long time on this site you can find all the junk that I posted even back to like 2004, some of it. Some of my content is even older than that. And it is all free for me to use and for you to enjoy when I link it in.

delete delete delete
no line is ever the same way twice.
no hope is ever lost on the . . .
nonsense words are fun but pointless.
What purpose do they serve?
Just like using a massage wand on sore neck
nonsense poems are to the mind.
the mental master___ation of nonsense poems
was a cunundrom to the desk sitting dorkulous.

Da da dorkulous stories
 of the long ago.

August 25, 2014

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There is always time to
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🔨🔨♥♥🔨🔨 love me or else! which is poison love.love me or I'll take a hammor to you! psycho excessive love.

Too tired to sleep 
   he thinks
 "I must be dreaming."
  
The Sargent,
the major
and the Luetenint Colonel engineer
where having a friendly pitcher
at a club
behind the peir.

. . . 
??
If I were dreaming
awake
I'd be writing nonsense poems.
They think they are real
but they are fake
when they go on and on
about their expensive roams
down to the wine town
off to the college
over to the race track
a well of knowledge
old money betting
you're spending your time
reading the list
spending your dime

If I were dreaming
I might be awake
wondering about why
these things that we make
are so hard to show
and all that who scoff
or make desparaging comments
hidden by a cough.

Reading the act
the riot of the people
was really just a spontaneous shout
"Justice!"

If I were awake
I just might be dreaming
I just might have a reason
to be there beaming
a smile with my eyes closed
not thinking of any other
sister or cousin or mother or brother.
If you smiling while you're sleeping
a pure form of thought
why make up things while you're awake which clearly are not?
Why lie to my face
and bold faced and vain
agree to my every vanity
my every word insane?
sychophant can neer be a friend
this lying is over
it has to end.

At some point you imagine how
the old cars were abandoned after breaking down
off on some mountainside you'd fnd them there years later
rust that will cut you and it's dangerous to play on them
And when you're a little bit older you think about how you could tip the car over.
So tip the car over
yes tip the car over
it's old and it's rotton and were little bastards
we love to cause trouble
out here in the forest
where no one can see us
we won't take responsiblity
so tip the car over
tip the car over
yes tip the car over.

Suddenly
 a golf ball
comes whizzing through the poem
from teh otehr side of the website
because someone in another poem
 has whacked it really hard and put off
into another part of the page.
It whizzes by one of the littl chanting 9 year olds off in the woods trying to tip
over an old buick that was ditched way out here
in the long ago.

If you go out to that place
in the woods
that old car
might still be there
and there probably
won't be anyone there
there never is
there never was
it exists now perhaps
just in this poem
if they ripped up those woods
and built houses.

Mar 29, 2014 (03-29-2014)

well . . .

I think I've blogged enough today.

"I'm all blogged out."

~ OK Now.

Praise God! awful first novel lines:

Bounce Bounce Bounce in the bed of the truck, the mountains and the coming Summer shower Marisel . . . [ . ?. . . ?]

If you still love ♥♥
that you are in love ♥
to talk about it
to think it over
to wait for her
if you are mistaken?

If you still hear
if you thought there were something important
that someone was going to tell you
you'd mill around
you'd expect them to come over and greet you.

If you went through the seven dollars that you had,
the last one you gave as a tip to the barmaid,
you'd walk home 
just as it's starting to rain.
You'd drink two tall glasses of water
before you get in bed.
In less then 20 minutes
you'd be using the bathroom.


If you dream about love,  ♥
you dream about what it would be
if the person
felt the same way.

OK, I've actually got somewhere to go.

If my heart
  touches your heart
 do we leave the world apart
   living our lives together from the start
 away from those who do not come to heart?

Sharing
 means that the desparate
   desire from the effect of it
 becomes like a junkie urge
 they push the whole world away from them.

 You can watch them.
     you try and talk them out of their funk.
the dig the hole deeper,
  go farther inside the fear
      without a torch to guide them.

  How it hurts
   to forget to live
    to try and be better, but
      only getting worse
  more resentful.
    every behavior is a calculated action.
  this smile is merely a mask of a mask
  which of my demons is happy? which sad?
   it's like the boss level of a video game
     and no one knows how to make the mad clown
        calm down
    get happy
      be happy
  mad clown laugh clown laugh
    get happy
        be happy
    mad clown laugh clown laugh

  I think of a type of woodland
   there's a road some where off towards
              far away hills
         that roll towards highlands
                   lowlands
     valley
           town
              river
                  mountain.

  The hardwood trees are spaced apart
        the deer find places to hide with in the thickets.
 you do not see them but note their presence
     from the obvious way
     that they tromp and kick and feed
      on leaves, you see their presence even though
                 you do not see them.

 Angels are like that too.
 If they are in a good mood it means you are.
   If you feed them hate they amplify it.
  If you talk lies they'll weave you a net of lies
        and use it on you.
 Deer, a lot more  kind, if you go chasing them
   they run away.

  Angels might let you catch them.
  They'll taunt you in the court room
         in front of the jury and judge and your
  lawyer who pretends that he believes you
      when you tell him
 you've got an angel
      and no body else can see him
 he has horns and wears a red cape and
       drinks lustfully from a pitcher of pure indignation
  call 'delicious' the crafting of come-backs and barbs and
           snarky hate.

  "He's just who you make him be"

   The angels, let them fly off and towards
        the brighter light  
  let them be free.
      
    "Ya, I'm an angel and I can talk to you
    but no body else can hear.
       no body else can see.
    I exist only for you
       and I don't know anything more than you do
  and probably less"

  your angel is a devil if you feed it
hate and indignation. your angel
  will try and be
     just like you.
   so if you be a devil.
 
emotions
    are better controlled
 than used for conjouring.

   By the end of the walk
  the flies have found them
     and follow close.
 He gets through that part by moving quicker.
  He really wants to get back to his car
     and leave these angels here, 
   not carry them back with him.

   When he made it back to his vehicle
   he quickly made it inside 
    before any of the flies could bight him.
     he made it in but one of them got in too
 like some fetish angel that he still keeps,
       porcellion
   on his shelf.

 "I'm no angel."
     he thinks.
 "I'm human."

  He captures the fly
    in a piece of tissue
   and puts it out the window

  And if that mad clown head
  comes alive while riding a wild mare
       at night
  galloping through the forests of
       primeval imaginnings
 before you knew how to calm fear
  still the sea
   of rage
that some will flood
 around themselves.

how hard is it to use these new symbols in your stuff? Well, first you need to know that they exist. Second, you can just cut and paste them.

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I've got a message for . . . Mr Bash (an alias for someone else). Mr Bash, if I use brace expansion with the dot-dot idiom, ie like this:

echo -e {🌃..🌅}{🌍..🌏}{🌑..🌚}" "

why does that not work when

echo -e {🌃,🌄,🌅}{🌍,🌎,🌏}{🌑,🌒,🌓,🌔,🌕,🌖,🌗,🌘,🌙,🌚}" "

will? Maybe I've not ordered the elements properly. Well that little snippit doesn't work that well but t

What was that? He wonders. He has to wash the rest of the pans. He'll let them cool off first. That blue jay squacks again out in the spruce tree.

Chipmunk chipmunk
living in a hole
you run away
when the lawn mower roll
near your spot 
where you dug down deep
run away, run away 
before you sleep.

when I'm done mowing
you can come back here.
It was not my intention
to wake you or spread fear.


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The following poem is fresh, whipped up, off the cuff.

  

  whY?
we wonder.
we wonder
  why.



  Praise God! 

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 the
first person
he tried to remove from his blog 
tried filing a suit
but it was thrown out
because it had all been clearly written 
in the disclousures.



My rainbows
are only there when it's raining.
You want rainbows
on every window, on every horizon
all of the time.

When it's time
for rainbows
there must be rain.
What kinds of rain? just of water?
The rain of condemnation
that you shower on the vanity boutique owner
"Why won't you solute our rainbows."

Sometimes 
it's not right
to challange people,
to bait them
to bring them a task
that you know that they don't want to do.

My rainbows
are only there when there is rain
somewhere.
Hope it's not the rain
of condemnation
that the boutique owner
won't take your rainbows
won't make you a dress.

If a wedding
is all about love
how loving is it
to put a dress maker
out of business
even if she were a bigot?

If she has no income
no way to make a living
will you pay to feed her?
Will you let her eat cake
the cake that was left over
at the end of your wedding?

Love doesn't need to make a political display
of buying a dress
from a non-political person.

If it's a wedding
where is the love? ♥♥?
The love of the stranger?
The forgive and let live?
The joy
where is the spontanious joy?
If it is really holy?

in your heart

Be nice to yourself and others. What other choice?

Use your mind
to be kind

Wake up!

Wake up!

And this really is at 
the end of the column ♥♥