Best Taproot Poems

Wild Indigo...
Color of my third eye
Elevates my soul
To universal realms 
Of blissful peace.

July 3, 2017

Baptisia Australis or Wild Indigo:
Has a mild toxin that makes them unpalatable to cattle. The Wild Indigo Duskywing is an insect that likes the flower because the flowers have a mild...

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By Dawne Zacharias

The sexual roles have been reversed, woman now lead the home, men follow.

Men, Can you return and become in all righteousness, the leader of the home, an effective father, a role model for your family?

Women, Can you submit to his leadership, meaning the...

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Let's say I am an antro-privileged terrorist.

What would we be saying? 
And is human nature supremacy
over all other less sacred nature/spirits
as monotheistically redundant
as anthro-industrious militarism?

If you are a HolySpirit panentheist,
is "religious terrorist" as oxymoronic
as using "militarized intelligence"
to achieve win/win peaceful resonance
of chronic win/lose unjust anthro-dissonance?

I...

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My grandparents' grandparents,
all sixteen,
digging roots through cultural meristems,
young adults,
adolescents during Time's 1880's,
post Civil War birth of Sir James Crow monoculture.

What would we name this self-hatred,
this lack of compassion and gratitude for help
for human nature's lavish wealth of sun-screening diversity?

Time's internal war,
opening history's gate
to tell new...

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Gratitude
A co-empathic sense of trust,
awe,
appreciation of echo-resonant
deep-listening resolutions,
trusted truth in beauty life
together,
better than failing apart.

A resilient sense of belonging 
beyond vulnerable longing for gratitude 

autumnal taproot harvesting spring's irrepressible hope,
just as summer's nutritional body maturation
predicts winter's cold isolation
recomposing mindfulness.

Gratitude
Why Thich Nhat Hanh thinks it important...

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Life as active love 
evolves toward more polycultural communication,
across both species and time,
within Earth’s Solar EcoSystemic Universe.

While this conversation includes human natured communicators,
we suboptimize our ecological balance
if endo-human discourse monopolizes our lifetime learning dialogue.

A life devoid of communicating with Earth’s diverse languages and dialects,
neuro-rhythms and...

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Father solar systemic Sun Time
and Mother Earth's Space
regenerated RNA 4D spacetime, 
reiteratively sensed
echoing through our dipolar DNA fueled
omniscientific
omnisciently empowering
Right hemispheric temporal memory
of Information's Harmonic String RootSystemic Theory.

Equitable peace within radically inclusive consciousness,
Earth love feeding on NeuroSystem synergy,
compassion mating right-hemispheric mindbodyfulness
of Elder yes ionic equals notnot...

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'Helpless' is an adjective I never thought
my hand would write to describe the despair
that's wound its way deep inside my heart.
Honestly, I'm only the catalyst of my own life,
the taproot that strengthens my mindset,
my cornerstone, my anchor, my backbone
when I wobble in the wind over...

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Subtle comes the mourning
In light laced with night
Like concentric circles forming
In the Forrest's biography of life

For children grow in truth like trees
It's lesson is wisdom's offering
Spiral layer of night and day
Concealed an annual weathering

In heartwood forest you were raised
By its protection you survived
Though it is...

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monsoon’s end
patches of emptiness
on the evening moon
 
sun bath
an eagle circles
the day moon
 
harvest moon
a path of lantern traffic
to the farm hill
 
harvest moon
taproot of a carrot
shows up red
 
full moon –
winter’s stillness
in a soap bubble
 
holding on
with what she left behind
winter moon...

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Chorus X 2
I wish you smell the cologne of my intentions
I wish you hear the piercing rhythms of my heart
I wish you see the torment of your short absence
and also to feel the weight of my promises.

1. Your apples are in need of a worthy...

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64 YEARS
~~~*~~~

64 years,
from puberty to the present.
64 years,
I have witnessed mans ignorance!
64 years,
of each other, cultures, colour, and creeds.
64 years,
of no respect for nature, man does as he, please!
64 years,
I have witnessed from puberty to the present life tortured!
64 years,
in 1955 frogs blown up with...

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I fatten 'neath the topsoil's healthy moat
          So pregnant with the surge of life, anew
               And busting through my heavy overcoat
 ...

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Who am I, really?  I want to explore my taproot
I am h-o-m-o sapiens, by gender, one of those males
A protestant of the Christian faith, entirely moot,
A writer of many sermons, stories, poems, and tales
A pastor, a teacher, a writer/author by trade
I am a father,...

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Where are my richest arteries
for struggling with
as, in, through
fertile flowing 
compassionate light?

Where is that taproot
going in 
to deep rooted
LoveSongs ego/eco-balancing dance
crossing Tao's revolutionary Tipping Point
of ego crucifixion 
gracing polycultural bi0hemispheric
evolving
revolving
co-arising
co-messianic
bicameral karma?

Where resides optimally positive psychology
with multi neurosystemic therapy 
opposing monotheistic pathology?

Ecotherapy of organic political-panentheism
as personal-mind/cultural-body...

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