Topic: Flavour

[runningstream]

Lots of tiger tribes distribution around the world,
Lots of lions dream this Morn,
They attack and killed anything in their way they met,
There's no easy way to agree with what's righteous feeling a complete sense of peace,
From a human circumspect,
What makes humans think they can destroy all habitats is only a guess,
What's built takes time,
Like rivers which arrive ,
One looked to be a mountain lion type ,
Tigers however on a fast,
Bless the layers of trees rings,
Say something sensible the truth chimes,
Wait around and hear the songs some birds try elicit ,
Go blind if not wise,
All the while ..........
Waiting in the woods,
The song neither here nor there ,
Its right aware with a stare ,
Within time find,
Where on the pathline required,
When they call those of tribe chuff,
When they're in sight noses tuft ,
Heavens above enough is enough ,
Quando è troppo è troppo

[Skyflower]

Quando è troppo è troppo

Yes
Watching a new Documentary about food
It's called "HEAT, SALT, ACID, FAT"
She travels a lot
Japan, Italy
Miso paste pressed with stones
in a large clay pot
3 years  to ferment
and fresh fish in the market
Olives shake with leaves on a tree
and fall into the farmers net below
weeks later
a golden nectar
sweet, bitter
I don't understand their language
but I can feel what they are saying

[runningstream]

Mountains lions ,
Olive trees golden nectars,
Bitters  sweets ,
Rivers come down from mountains enter groves,
Find their ways back to beginnings known,
A fisherman a fisherman a fisherman a net,
Weights scales,
Where the lions hunt upwards towards the top,
Where the cars stacked retrieve her without spot,
Shift the time scene o one where she's clean climbs and sees limbs,
Top of olive trees safety's leaves ,


Loins held back like rivers in flood,
Rushes cleans destroys to mud,
Brings patience timing correct in leaving,
Brings justice movement upon innocense grievance,


Been held so long , what's held back be done ,
Swiftly to the sweet love golden above,
To the bitter their blood drink wine of the crush,
To the victor glory to rush

[runningstream]

Its late , I've been packing bags , for journeys to come.
Reading adventure by explorers who survived and some not.
I have studied the ways to do, I have gathered the tools too.
Of this journey , animals my friends.
The encroachment by the humans meets them ,
Like sea snakes , sharks, crocodiles, kangaroos, buffalos,
A real life avatar like situation. Where they become the prey.
Alas patience in dismay.
Like mine, I turn my face, turn my back, speak to the wind,
Gather only good seed , throw the one third to the sky,
Give what's due of their gain, let them face with their lie,
Spare others by name ,
The wilderness to tame

[runningstream]

Tiger smooth shiny large on a leash ,
There's a fence,
Temperament is different from the lions ,


He feels trusting ,
Its a chain,
There's a sound and who's holding the leash
May have felt in control until he decides otherwise,
Tiger leaps the fence to attack,
The chain was a token merely of control which
Illusion dissipates on the switch,
We're communicating yet I dont remember seeing her there , its by presence perhaps,.
The cows have been wandering in and out the broken down old fence,
Water going down revealing a stick ,
Pelicans slap their wings on the water loudly and their beaks,
Ibis fly overhead a yabbie in the water I pick
gives a faint kick,
Three cows approach slowly others sit across the banks,
Its a very blue sky crisp resolution and crusting releases