Submissions by TriTaoWisp
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Permaculture
Nature’s restoration and Human revolution
Working in Unison
Shouting out about the soil
Conscious of earth’s toil
Food for thought
Is what’s taught
Trowel power
Flower power
Empower
Education and Enterprising
For energizing the green wealth-fair
Free share of the knowledge base
Communicating and Collaborating
The revising, relating, renewing, recreating
To rehabilitate
The View we create
With this Awakened Seed
How nature survives
Dawning of how we arrive
From a wild place patterns arise
With...
Working in Unison
Shouting out about the soil
Conscious of earth’s toil
Food for thought
Is what’s taught
Trowel power
Flower power
Empower
Education and Enterprising
For energizing the green wealth-fair
Free share of the knowledge base
Communicating and Collaborating
The revising, relating, renewing, recreating
To rehabilitate
The View we create
With this Awakened Seed
How nature survives
Dawning of how we arrive
From a wild place patterns arise
With...
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Once and Only
My hands sweat
Into my formal coat over A handsome surprise
Be fixed it could slip
Forget this sulphuring heat
I could swell with tears
In this moment for only remorse
I dream of the Ritz
She is sweet
Never mind what is near my hips
Just think of her lips
Those lustrous red finger tips
I chew on my last pip
I chase my eyes around peeled
I check myself this is real
I have always wanted to say this
She allows me wondrous A smile
I abide with a weighted breath
I wink
HANDS IN THE AIR ...
Into my formal coat over A handsome surprise
Be fixed it could slip
Forget this sulphuring heat
I could swell with tears
In this moment for only remorse
I dream of the Ritz
She is sweet
Never mind what is near my hips
Just think of her lips
Those lustrous red finger tips
I chew on my last pip
I chase my eyes around peeled
I check myself this is real
I have always wanted to say this
She allows me wondrous A smile
I abide with a weighted breath
I wink
HANDS IN THE AIR ...
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Peace Not War.
These black clouds will not fade
This is the last choice people have made
Bright was this dream hazed
Everything was trapped in a light maze
Universal love within our last gaze
Weaved by political games
To posses all to be gained
We felt no pain
Together our suffering erased
Total loss nothing retained
No longer blinded in the mind
No future
No Fire
No more Liars
Just Love survivors
This is the last choice people have made
Bright was this dream hazed
Everything was trapped in a light maze
Universal love within our last gaze
Weaved by political games
To posses all to be gained
We felt no pain
Together our suffering erased
Total loss nothing retained
No longer blinded in the mind
No future
No Fire
No more Liars
Just Love survivors
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Torn
Sands of time shifting
Folding inside-out
Each moment splits
Tightens to Knots
Then to naught
Take my will from me
Now longer my choice
So pain is released
For these words
I should be deceased
In Dark wonder I am purely erased
Bleed for god and weep for Satan
It has been forever but not long enough
Find me peace then wrench it out with grief
I would banish your existence from this earth if I could
Brain smashed by quilt
empty with no worth
I see no need too breath
I...
Folding inside-out
Each moment splits
Tightens to Knots
Then to naught
Take my will from me
Now longer my choice
So pain is released
For these words
I should be deceased
In Dark wonder I am purely erased
Bleed for god and weep for Satan
It has been forever but not long enough
Find me peace then wrench it out with grief
I would banish your existence from this earth if I could
Brain smashed by quilt
empty with no worth
I see no need too breath
I...
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A Short Lived Lovers Awaken End
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The Little Chores
So Much too do, for me, you and you.
Little odd bits and bobs quite a lot.
Running around still finding more, such a chore what a bore.
Bad news, bad times, but still must go on.
Feeling down, time draws on to finish each and every little thing.
Next morning hardly slept, no time for me no time for you.
Thought of more and more.
Only quarter I had planned, for yesterday, I said too be done in march now is may.
If I don't get this all sorted soon, I will never feel happy but marooned.
For now I am no one until I get this done and no more sun....
Little odd bits and bobs quite a lot.
Running around still finding more, such a chore what a bore.
Bad news, bad times, but still must go on.
Feeling down, time draws on to finish each and every little thing.
Next morning hardly slept, no time for me no time for you.
Thought of more and more.
Only quarter I had planned, for yesterday, I said too be done in march now is may.
If I don't get this all sorted soon, I will never feel happy but marooned.
For now I am no one until I get this done and no more sun....
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Woodland Magi
In dark night,
A man thirsts for flight,
Alone he sits by candle light,
Upon a high hill far from here,
A blizzard beware outside he will dare,
When the dawn rises assume the bear,
He takes his Totem stone of hearth,
In solemn cloth with song and pray,
Until the morning glare.
And with the willow warblers song,
He takes his cloak and walking stave,
And crosses into the blizzards maze,
A chant is sang, no warmth undone,
Across into the wild woods a path is made,
No sky too he no sun too see, ...
A man thirsts for flight,
Alone he sits by candle light,
Upon a high hill far from here,
A blizzard beware outside he will dare,
When the dawn rises assume the bear,
He takes his Totem stone of hearth,
In solemn cloth with song and pray,
Until the morning glare.
And with the willow warblers song,
He takes his cloak and walking stave,
And crosses into the blizzards maze,
A chant is sang, no warmth undone,
Across into the wild woods a path is made,
No sky too he no sun too see, ...
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Earthen Flute
What will happen when golden drops of wine,
Fall into An ocean of four seasons,
Followed by two bronze coins,
That tip the balance of each other through the currents of its Tides.
And the black fire that divides and divines,
At the beating heart of this era’s time,
Rises beyond silver citadels contacting the Moon,
Into fumes.
Will the Great Ox and his wife that mapped the stars all around
the earth,
Over plough the fields,
Enslaved by force,
The Soil becomes filth,
White spheres sit gleefully...
Fall into An ocean of four seasons,
Followed by two bronze coins,
That tip the balance of each other through the currents of its Tides.
And the black fire that divides and divines,
At the beating heart of this era’s time,
Rises beyond silver citadels contacting the Moon,
Into fumes.
Will the Great Ox and his wife that mapped the stars all around
the earth,
Over plough the fields,
Enslaved by force,
The Soil becomes filth,
White spheres sit gleefully...
198 reads
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