Best Temperance Poems
"Temperance Tarot"
in the mystical ream of tarot card prediction
painted canvas figurines proclaim Future depiction
a magical illusion holding phenomenal accuracy
revealing journeys to follow eluding to great Destiny.
the Major Arcana cards are chosen in sequential reading
the Quotent visualizes a goal or dream heart is feeding
the Temperance Tarot indicates harmony and peace
self-control and balance providing disruptions cease.
an Angel-like female represents this card so cherished
pouring liquid one to one in ancient vessels non-perished
a perfect choice to quell the fates in upright position
but, if reversed, be prepared for domestic admonition.
in the misty aura surrounding elements of Tarot divination
the sign of Sagittarious embraces Temperance in manifestation
spiritual essence gathers to comfort and console
should quarrels and domestic strife be apparent to cajole.
belief in meaning of the Tarot dek is different for each purveyor
occult is a world of truths to experienced medium conveyors
establishing a precedent to understand this method madness
creates a new horizon when all else fails to bring gladness.
dabbling into strange new entities uncover bold extensions
philosophy and psychic crafts invade unique dimensions
but be assured if you decide to dwell beyond the odds
Temperance is a healthy companion and will not anger 'the gods'.
*For Tracie's Tarot Card Contest.
*Nov. 12, 2012.
Oh, Temperance,
How many evils, would we have avoided,
Had
Earlier, your wise counseling
Heard!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
02 MARCH 2015
Maybe some of the Fruits
were mean't to be
Taught!
I am teaching
Temperance.
In this time of Healing.
Peace is where you find it.
Anyone can see me any time they like
Like Jesus Christ -I'm not that hard to find.
It's nice to
not know
the future
temperance
DON'T Look Back...
graydye 2nd day summer june222015
Dear time I beg you , please let me go
It hurts to walk yesterday’s path .
Reliving pain when I don’t want to,
Rocking my life over and over
on chairs of stone the devil sat .
There was weird time when to remember
caused a reaction and brought me back
to sweeter pastures , to warmer sun …
But to remain poses the danger
of slowly drowning in shallow segments ;
in doubtful seconds , where to be lied is liberating.
Let me move forward lord of the ages,
grant me a space between dimensions
where I can ride with any Planck .
Reset my soul , with the illusion
of your continuum ,
each moment different , yet never changes .
Dust motes spiral round,
Filling attic sunlight's rays
Try not to disturb
The motion of Soul
Direct in a see of unknown
Folding pounding
Molding grounding
Working out the if and ors
The discipline of seven more…
Evolution casting sand
Grace in pressures at hand
Reason is a calling to be
Temper your way to sea…
Eight folds on a path
Virtual virtues of math
Breaking myths of wrath
In the motion of a Soul
.... tHere is room to breathe.
A lost of temperance
Must be a waste of time
Fore neither of the same
Shall their ever be two
Separate they may seem
GF
Carrie Nation loathed saloons and whiskey,
And took some actions that were quite risky!
She chastised dudes who reeked of intoxication,
And used her hatchet to smash kegs of booze across the nation!
Entry for Andrea Dietrich's "Educate Me With Humor" Clerihew Contest
Temper in my voices circling a man they break.
Vapors of a flame the scars of a love so fake
Breaking through the layers of a dream their aspirations
Imitating reflections of the pills we call medications
Am i worth saving? Or is my power the blood of my eyes blinking i dont sleep
Its must be my demons yelling at night where you fall into psychosis so deep
Psychotic sympomatic interpretation of feeling a contradicting toxic fog
Provocations so sickening why do i feel like a cog?
Just a gear for the machine and mind with demons of mimicry so cold just disruptingly manic
The fire will freeze the mind when it burns i just panic.
If i use my name in the third person Patrick is locked in his mind to let his demons have their fun and infect
Patrick what is your insanity like having the walls saturated with decaying, imitating, and elaborating feelings to project.
I process my thoughts so differently from the rest and you may laugh my noises in me decided to manifest a trauma.
Such warmth is unheard of and abandonment is real but in the presence of the one i call myself it will show my mama.
The son you birthed died long before i decided to give evil a platform in my mind ill elaborate.
Lost at youth with no direction no connection just diffecting from what i must culminate.
Normal is so absent without detection a comatose individual they wont see.
Comatose void unto faternal. Is apathy a convolution of convicted of trapped mind?
Essentially corrupted destruction manifest of what he left behind.
Lost to emotions such a creature of habit he turned his mind seperated in voices
Never alone now just left to the temperance of his voices.
Of the voices, I have heard, the sound of Silence,
Is the loneliest, by far.
It is infinite, unending,
Yet, this gap can be bridged.
Love, Friendship, Happiness,
They each, can be a tether, a line,
Something to grasp.
These insurmountable things, uneventful as the one,
But together, combined, how resilient,
Is their effect.
Heavens and earth, Stars and sky,
Have known, there passion,
The World, has wept, for its pain.
It is such a wonder to know, a joy to behold,
Though simple in its complexity,
Whole in its entity.
In life we love, in life we share,
In life we give, in love we care.
Else, we falter, and we fail,
Loose the grasp and, then we wail.
How lost would I be, without her hand to guide me,
Her touch to show me, her smile to brighten my day.
Many do they number, the things I love of you,
Of which I have mentioned, but a few.
Yet with love in my heart, shall I face all things,
With the courage of Lions,
Tempered with the care of Angels,
This feeling, It is my Salvation,
This State, of Grace and elevation,
Beholds that, which my love , and I share.
Clement Hardy.
Dear time I beg you , please let me go
It hurts to walk yesterday’s path .
Reliving pain when I don’t want to,
Rocking my life over and over
on chairs of stone the devil sat .
There was weird time when to remember,
caused a reaction and brought me back
to sweeter pastures , to warmer suns.
But to remain poses the danger
of slowly drowning in shallow segments,
in doubtful seconds , where to be lied is liberating.
Let me move forward lord of the ages,
grant me a space between dimensions
where I can ride with any Planck .
Reset my soul , with the illusion
of your continuum ,
each moment different , yet never changes .
Cool person has said
Angry people don't talk well
Their hot temper breed.
H O
2
Unity Temperance
receptive
*Written out like the formula
Tobacco, liquor, and women are bad for you,
so I’ve quit smoking. Someday, liquor too.
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