Archive for April, 2008
Outrageous
Saturday, April 26th, 2008Outrageous
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watch them
see them
in their cavernous dwellings
shrines to excess
to waste
testaments to foolish disregard
for our precious planet
observe them hoist themselves
to command positions
in gluttonous drive-time dinosaurs
dreaded treaded behemoths
that bully across the face
of our crippled planet
devouring resources
like a herd
of metallic mastodons
a relentless forage
of fragile fossil fuel
to suck dry
the paleozoic nectar
300 million years
in the making
a fraction of that
in the plunder
and […]
Seasons
Thursday, April 24th, 2008Author’s note: This is a suite of four haiku that reflect the seasons of the year.
Seasons
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Spring
(haiku)
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wings flutter gently
spring breeze bends full flowered stems
meadow dance begins
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Summer
(haiku)
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green leaf on blue pond
turns in golden summer sun
red bird softly sings
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Fall
(haiku)
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stalks lie down in fields
arbors burst with ripened grape
fall is on the land
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Winter
(haiku)
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coarse lands […]
Gaia Weeps (earth day ‘o8)
Monday, April 21st, 2008Gaia Weeps
(haiku)
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Man seeks dominion
Frail balance has been disturbed
Gaia is weeping
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rob kistner © 2007
To Remain
Friday, April 18th, 2008To Remain
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moonlight
keeps dark at bay
pressing in
as night wind stirs
like mocking breath
of life now lost
to light-less realm
beyond the chill
encircling me
empty
to remain
no emotion
save grief
apples spilled
on broken stair
where rail eluded
grasping hand
no voice came
to futile cry
those lips
will not know again
sweet fruit
nor love
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rob kistner © 2008
Swept Away
Thursday, April 17th, 2008A bluesman’s life and soul. Music gives me goose-bumps, especially when created by genuine human spirit
NOTE: I invite you to listen to the recorded “spoken word” version of this poem you’ll find at the bottom of this post. I’ve mixed in a little ‘atmosphere’ to heighten the immersion.
Swept Away
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memphis red
no longer is
gray […]
The Weaver
Thursday, April 17th, 2008Author’s note: My wife Kathy is a nationally recognized contemporary fiber artist. You can see some of her creations below by scrolling down. Included among the skills and crafts she employs in this pursuit, she is a weaver — and a great inspiration for me. I wrote this for her.
The Weaver
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today I watched a […]
Nocturne
Saturday, April 12th, 2008A brooding full moon, in image, verse, and spoken word
Author’s note: this piece does not expose a secret, but instead, it deals with the weight and burden of keeping dark disturbing secrets buried away.
Nocturne
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hawk moon hangs heavy
in the damp night sky
bulbous moist pearl
rolling
in a cold chromium fog
wet slivers of cloud
smear themselves
across its face
irregular
like translucent sacks
of […]
Temper, Temper
Tuesday, April 8th, 2008
You’re still locked in the frikkin’ commode
When we really should be hitting the road
How much time can you take up
While putting on makeup
My damned head is about to explode
Foul words spewing forth
Most certainly he is pissed
Best to avoid him
rob kistner © 2008