Archive for August, 2009

Twilight Approaches

In the news, 11 April 2008 14:49

“Terry Pratchett ‘angry’ at Alzheimer’s diagnosis”
I have a friend of many years, who received this same diagnosis as author Terry Pratchett. When I came across this sobering headline above, it put me in mind of my friend.
Inspired by Terry, I wrote this poem remembering my friend, caught in [...]

Gone

 

Gone

his rant can be heard above the bustle of the homeward privileged
coarse ramblings from the rancid shadows
as fetid hands lift flame to spoon
and bring to boil the milk of his deliverance
he glides cold steel into the froth of sweet promise
still warm with transformation
to impale his demon with the blessed dagger
as silver-white dreams carry him away
gone [...]

My Hand

 

My Hand

I bring my hand
gently to your mouth
quiet your voice
for I am certain
if you loose your words
into this twisted world
they’ll be distorted
if you raise your song
over this deafened land
it will be lost
should your truth escape
into this barren place
it will die
of loneliness
if you free your love
in this frigid time
there will be no place
it can find warmth
save [...]

The Feast

This is a seond draft of a piece I wrote quickly in response to a prompt on Sunday Sribblings which proposed we create a dinner party for anyone we wish — living or dead.

I intend to continue to edit this in place here to tighten it up. It’s fun, enjoy it!
 

The Feast

welcome to this [...]

Dark Dock

 

 
Dark Dock

fog rolls low
over the boat
slowly cloaked
by the ghostly shroud
the lone light
hanging heavy
in the night
from the bow ring
throws its yellowed glow
searching its beam
fractured
‘cross the chop water
probing
for the dark dock
for home
• • •
rob kistner © 2009
…poem written in response to prompt #87, found at “readwritepoem”
• image is a photo collage entitled “Dark Dock” created by: rob [...]