Uprising Poems - Poems about Uprising

Conch shell sea gem and sea snail Horn held tone gyrates the tritonis trumpet Note blown...

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Asked the crowning Trees of their Grass rooting neighbors When you feel like singing while dancing are you more likely to invoke devotion to capitalism's competitions or compassion's cooperation? Responsive chords, amusing reeds and whistling thistles shyly reply When we feel most wealthy voiced and healthy choiced are we more likely to invest in red soiled cults of secular supremacy or green cultures of sacred communion? MotherTrees of crowning shade for their root...

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Revolution is a long word that no one should use lightly A revolution does not take place too often or daily In 1804, Haiti, formerly the Pearl of the Antilles Had a major revolution, which was a turning point In the history of humanity and the entire universe An independent country was born under gunpoint So to speak, where African slaves...

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Tak oor grund from beneath oor hurdies Burn oor birches aside the lough, Besmirch hard fecht fur freedom, Dictating oor days tae come, No from the pint o a gun, Fae laws an promises broken. Lees an lees spout forth like watter Lives expended as if they dinnae matter, Feel the Jacobite spirit again,...

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Beauty in motion, sacred mystery lies in tied conjugal ritual of Yin's want rising up and out to engage cosmic need coming Yang down penetrating in My rising want conjoins His incoming need co-arises wanting here and needing now Sacred space and timeless peak experience time Integrity and freedom of boundless EarthTribe time. BiPartisan communion resilient Yang strength flowing Yintegrity's resonance. Co-therapy where trauma cannot survive such compassionate verbal and mostly nonverbal co-empathic 1/0 universally here uniting now compassion's communication. Want uprising deep incoming need as resonant warm wonder invites...

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From aquifer be low Break surface Babbling babbling upwell Plumos in addy. Purest Earthblood Clear clean simplicity Flow cool and true Always your level Quietly condially unremitting...

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Was it him? No, his brothers tied grenades. on dead black birds heaved them high. to fly, wings tied back, up to a third story balcony....

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Nothing grows naturally or resiliently, and certainly not perfectly, from the top down or from the outside in Including pyramids and sustainable nutrition economies and healthy organic democratic co-passion systems. Some win/lose things that do grow virally from outside in and/or over-powering top down: autocracy cancer kleptocracy pyramid schemes negative pathology eco-political colonies capital expansionism invasive species StraightMale privilege anthrosupremacy toxicity pollution trauma. I once spoke at a condominium meeting about cooperative democratic values for win/win self-governance Advocating for transparent and inclusive choicemaking And grassroots community maintenance And social and...

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cicadas voicing anger at the latest abduction ~ frogs silent...

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a wealth of rubies cardinals among berries red hibiscus bloom crimson sun sinking leaving vivid trails of fire on scarlet roses dragonflies emerge going everywhere, silent on soft carmine wings...

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Tarmac erupts, pushed by such a force that the crust splits to reveal life unfurling. How could such fragile leaves exert such power? A surface rolled hard by the work of men to make a path has been defied. The dandelions raise as a green flag their leaves, the sign of nature's strength soon to celebrate in gold, all a buzz....

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Between you and me Longer is the stream of agony I am out of breath You may know Yet, my mute feelings, Ages ago, Are surprised Waking up I shake my thoughts The words are displaced between my wings I see you revolt, I take off the robe Pulling my crooked legs together I cover the skinny body Declaring rebellion while erect And my chest for storms is content. Poem by/...

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A Joyous Uprising!     Let joy be a revolution!     The uprising of joy   Overtakes    All heaviness!     All worry!     All confusion!    Create a major splash    In the atmosphere   Causing rearrangements!   Create new combinations   Allow the joy of yellow   And the passion of red    To combine! Combine and watch    Putting passion in your joy   Joy into your passion   Watch for combinations    Bringing forth expressions   that haven’t been...

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flag a train runs over me and mine indifferent to our cries its moguls feed without blinking are incredulous masses going to swell to occasion grace is it to be sheep suckled on milks of savage pride while honey-blessed malnourished legions no longer bleat they howl with mutant alchemy grey towers conjure only more foul-magic talismans to throw dogs empty bones will not satisfy...

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Why do i, in agony writhe when thine eyes, draw a curtain to my plight. When words screech for attention, you only perceive verbose melodrama. Or perhaps you live in spite of a class in strife? And that you guise in colours of safron and never knew what it means to be Red. Such is the...

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