Archive for June, 2008
Vision
Friday, June 27th, 2008
Vision
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the timid person looks
and sees nothing
the visionary looks
and sees what is not there
but should be
and will be someday
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rob kistner © 2008
Melody
Sunday, June 22nd, 2008…here are two reflections on the concept of melody…
Off Key
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nature is a song
a melody transcendent
sung in harmony
but this chorus is threatened
humankind grows discordant
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rob kistner © 2008
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Love’s Lilt
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sometimes
in the clatter
of a thoughtless moment
I forget to listen
fail to hear
the tender lilt
of our heartsong
but
when I am quiet
and we are close
our melody of love
is all I [...]
Shattered
Tuesday, June 17th, 2008
Shattered
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I come upon a man
standing by the road
looking sad
heavy box
in his arms
held close
he stares
expressionless
into my eyes
his gaze stops me
fixes me in place
his face is tired
and drawn
etched in worry
when at last I move
I draw near
close enough to see
this sullen man
is me
he extends his arms
that clutch the heavy box
he beckons me retrieve
this container he protects
filled with apprehension
I [...]
Dark Self
Saturday, June 14th, 2008
Dark Self
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hidden from the light of day
another me resides
though keeping to the shadows
a saving grace abides
a darkling essence
scarred and damaged
begotten in another life
another place and time
it is an anger manifest
righteous and so long suppressed
that could not find effective voice
to save my ruined innocence
silent when I had no name
for what I did not comprehend
the woeful time [...]
Morning Gold
Tuesday, June 10th, 2008
Morning Gold
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across the meadow
last night’s dew clings
fondly to the old-growth
wrapped in crystalline embrace
it adorns the stately cedars
as if diamonds
that sparkle in the morning sun
a splendor befitting their beauty
this day begins bright and crisp
bird songs lilt
carried on a breeze
I see you afar
approaching on the path
backlit by sunrise
your hair golden in dawn’s glow
lover beholding beloved
I sit
warmed in [...]
Bad Weather
Tuesday, June 3rd, 2008
Bad Weather
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you blew in like a typhoon
a hurricane of love
your kisses hot as lightning
striking from above
your passion was a tempest
I was swept up in its force
but now the winds have died
this storm has run its course
my thoughts are grey and cloudy
my eyes are steady rain
my heart’s caught in a cold front
bad weather’s bringing pain
yes, the [...]
jack’s trek
Tuesday, June 3rd, 2008seven years of libertine wandering captured on a hand-made scroll