Time Tritina Poems

What are ya gonna bring
That same ol thing
Or that home run swing 
The crack of the bat
To let them know where your at
That your not...

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Shelves filled with all kinds of books,
will take a plain wall and make it pretty,
this makes real beauty for you and I.


Maybe some hot rose...

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Seasons change, love remains; my heart stays soft.
In marital bond, your touch soothes the hard.
Though less gentle fondness falls from your mouth.

Through gale storms and...

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Stillness comes, quiet ensues at days crepuscule "time"
Humans and animals rest, settling in haimish "homes"
Some with droopy eyes when darkness inks the "sky"

A crescent moon,...

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Every night you appear to me in dreams
speaking softly in romantic whispers
hovering, while hidden in the shadows

You linger beyond my reach in shadows
I long to...

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Life is strong and fragile. It’s a paradox… it’s both things, like quantum physics: It’s a particle and a wave at the same time. It...

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Choosing to resolve all conflicts by love,
in time soul presence imbibes divine bliss,
felt as unending rapture in our heart.

To find out who's the dweller of...

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Written: October 22, 2023 
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In the...

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Do I hold my ground or am I simply tethered
Free will an illusion as I'm cornered by thoughts
Perhaps I'm abandoned, already lost to time

To be...

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Patient, kind, pure
Strong yet fragile
Touches all facettes
Of emotions
But still
Remains love
A silky touch
Tiptoeing in seasonal fragrances
Of growth
Which indeed
Calls on faith
And time
It is smooth
And dewy
Tough and rocky
Fierce...

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Joy of the heart allows the beat to sound in rhyme,
Each and every corner enjoys the throb in time,
So the mountain of pain remains easy...

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The valley, layered thick in fog and haze,
With cloudy, billowed whites and blanket grays,
Eager awaits the sunlight these spring days.

Well before noon, the sun, most...

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Listen to the tap…tap…tapping; the music of falling rain.
Sky rinses out it’s watering cans; It’s sprinklers are the clouds.
Gaia’s children are thirsty; roots stretch and...

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Winter winds are blowing snow on the road 
and icy patches are making it slick,
sending cars careening into the ditch.

Tires spinning, cars find themselves in...

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Strolling down memory lane as a saxophone plays
 a haunting melody,  notes floating like ghostly dreams
 as time meanders like a river through eternity

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