Notice of absence from Tristan Robert Lange
Away on a retreat and will have limited access to the internet. In the meantime, check out my work here or on tristanrobertlange.com. Would you like a copy of my latest album, Dark Alchemy? DM me and I will be glad to share a free copy with you as long as codes last.
Read, Write, Rise, Realize.
—Tristan 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Away on a retreat and will have limited access to the internet. In the meantime, check out my work here or on tristanrobertlange.com. Would you like a copy of my latest album, Dark Alchemy? DM me and I will be glad to share a free copy with you as long as codes last.
Read, Write, Rise, Realize.
—Tristan 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
blaze. burn.
blister. scream.
smother. smoke.
scorch to stoke.
smoulder.
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, March 21, 2026.
Tittu
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Author:
Tristan Robert Lange (
Online) - Published: March 21st, 2026 08:10
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Comments4
All about fire one of the four basic elements associated with energy, assertiveness and passion. Can tell you from first hand experience Tristan that fire did not do that for me when I set myself on fire. Maybe the energy to roll around on the ground trying to put it out it certainly did not make me more passionate as all the skin peeled off and the sting made touch unbearable. This poem brought back memories of a rather difficult time.
Rather a serious write, however brief it were. Well-done. A fave, my dear friend!
Popeye getting a bit 'hot'?! heehee. But why? WCAT.
Definitely.
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