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Wei Poems - Poems about Wei


Woo-Wei
Yon I see a stream That dancing down dwells in now And all my thoughts seem To beauty of Nature bow And flow with the flow of Tao. ____________________ Tanka |20.03.2025| Nature Note: Woo-Wei: Taoist philosophy meaning non-action or refraining from acting contrary to Nature and dwelling in now. It is going against the grain of...

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Categories: wei, beauty, nature, spiritual,
Form: Tanka
Premium Member Thrive Joy Tajitu
Tao clears mind myriad Hears gurgled stream trickle Rejuvenating ease of river ...

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Categories: wei, beautiful, wisdom,
Form: Acrostic



Epigrams Vii
Epigrams VII A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy? —Albert Einstein, poetic interpretation by Michael R. Burch The Whole of Wit by Michael R. Burch for and after Richard Moore If brevity is the soul of wit then brevity and levity are the whole of it. Ars Brevis, Proofreading Longa by Michael R. Burch Poets may labor from sun...

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Categories: wei, animal, growth, nature, peace,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member A Flitting Offering
Flitting's like floating only with the least amount and most ineffectual intention. Intention without clarity without conviction without direction without without. Each waft a contravention. Somersault of summer butterflies, but better: butterflits... Plummer salts of Winter, snowfalls but better: snowflits... Though flitting's altogether fitting if near-enough to Surrender is your kind of Splendor....

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Categories: wei, nature, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
Woo Zen Wei
You can roll me You can smoke me You can put me out You can roach me You can toke me You can cook me down In the morning and the evening Afternoon and night Take me any where you go Even on a hike You can bake me You can hate me You can love me with a passion You can smell me You can...

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Categories: wei, love,
Form: Lyric




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