A s nightmares emerge in dark midnight hours
the weakest among us, withdraws and cowers
we forfeit our pride, and wilt like dead flowers
as the chill settles ‘round us we lose our nerve
it’s then our lesser self, we begin to serve
blackness deflates us, the night noise grates us,
our hidden ghost of guilt, haunts and berates us
we’re certain a gothic demon awaits us
but with a bit of courage, backbone and guts
we might find some peace in our breakfast grape-nuts
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Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Peace Seeker” by: rob kistner © 3/21/24
D eep in this morning silence
as the world awakens
I find solace in the calm
which embraces our forest
in the gentle whisper of wind
in the soft rich colors of dawn
hues of mauve and aurus streak the sky
painting this breathtaking canvas
that stretches to forever
swaddled in this intoxicating peace
intimately in touch with nature’s essence
enwrapped in a spirit vision
I am deeply moved
moved to quiet tears
moved by the fragility that is life
by its wondrous complexity
by its powerful will to sustain
Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Complexity & Fragility”
by: rob kistner © 3/21/24
there is a peace here
in this bond of interconnectedness
how precious this moment of balance
the universe has conspired
that I be in this place
that I be of this time
lifted in the euphoria of peace
I resonate with purpose
that I be enjoined to the cause
of the blessed harmony
of the spheres
Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Harmony Of the Spheres”
by: rob kistner © 3/21/24
and so I linger
savoring this miracle
lost in the gentle rhythm of being
in the ethereal beat of my heart
impeccably aware
this is precisely
where I’m meant
and for what
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rob kistner © 2024
Poetry at: dVerse