Archive for the ‘humor noir’ Category
Aeropachydermicide
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Image, Poetry, art, dark, humor noir, introspection, myth, nature, regret, rhyme, tragedy, wisdom
Aeropachydermicide – recklessly causing the death of someone or something by actions that result from the foolish belief that one is so smart and powerful that one can make an elephant fly.
Aeropachydermicide
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somewhere between our petrochemical insanity
and our reckless dance with fractured atoms
we believed we were the miracle
and it all went seriously awry
we fantasized we had [...]
Sneakin’ Up On Breakfast
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Free Verse, NaPoMo 2011, Poetry, homage, humor noir, memories, music, mystery, wisdom, wonder
…written for Day #19, NaPoMo 2011…
Sneakin’ Up On Breakfast
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our final set was 3:00 am
the gear’s broke down and stowed
now here we sit
with smuggled single malt
and the crusty sunrise special
me and my blessed band
bliss’d out from giggin’
bleary-eyed and blasted
mixin’ with fellow players
who’ve now laid down
their last licks for this night
among willing groupies
the loud hangers on
and my [...]
Pierced
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Free Verse, NaPoMo 2011, courage, humor noir, memories, rant
…a rant about my diabetes
written for Day #17, NaPoMo 2011…
Pierced
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needles
hypodermic needles
needles needles needles
BD 30g
sterilized syringes
needles in my arms
needles in my legs
needles in my gut
needles six seven times a day
needles 3 am because
I forget the 11 pm needle
even tiny lances in my fingertips
to verify the needles needles work
needles so that I can see
needles so that I [...]
No First Ink
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Free Verse, Image, Poetry, courage, dark, humor noir, mystery, photo, prayer, satire, stream of consciousness, suspense, wisdom
Offered in response to prompt #136 at One Single Impression,
and in response to prompt #73 on Carry On Tuesday,
also in response to prompt #189 at Three Word Wednesday.
No First Ink
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I lean upon my folded fist
cool against my temple
elbow solid on my cluttered desk
eyes droop and flicker
aflame with spoiled sleep
face slacked
head now dropped
held in my hands
heavy [...]
Over The Edge
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Image, Poetry, dark, humor, humor noir, love, mystery, nature, photo, regret, rhyme, tragedy, whimsy, wonder
This piece is offered in response to visual prompt Mag 33 at Magpie Tales seen at bottom of post,
also prompt 22 at Writer’s Island,
and prompt #135 at One Single Impression.
Over The Edge
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From down there, down there,
it’s coming from down there.
From where — down there?
Yes Sis, I swear!
That horrible smell
that’s filling the air,
the one that’s most [...]
Machine Mind
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Essay, Free Verse, Image, Poetry, Tanka, art, collage, dark, humor, humor noir, love, mystery, photo, photorendering, rhyme, science fiction, suspense, tragedy, wisdom
This post is offered in response to prompt #14 at We Write Poems,
the August 9th prompt at Big Tent Poetry,
the August 11th prompt at Three Word Wednesday,
and prompt #65 at Carry On Tuesday.
“…scientists were so preoccupied with whether or not they could,
they didn’t stop to think if they should…”
Dr. Ian Malcolm
Machine Mind
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you wink awake at [...]
That Hollywood Sparkle
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Free Verse, Poetry, dark, horror, humor noir, photo, rant, satire, tragedy, wisdom
…I wrote this in response to the June 14th prompt at Big Tent Poetry…
That Hollywood Sparkle
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it’s not so much we resent the hungry
no more than do we despise the poor
rather we avoid and dismiss them
with the dull cough of apathy
we find them disturbing and dangerous
they disquiet our comfort
we do not flow with the milk of [...]
Maneater
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Image, Poetry, dark, erotic, horror, humor noir, mystery, photo, rhyme, sensuality, tragedy, wisdom
• In response to prompt #6 of the newly opened We Write Poems, I find arrogant, manipulative divas to be difficult to tolerate, or to understand…
Maneater
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auburn mane with sable streaks
frosted ermine — lush with pride
a bounce and whip, and tiply snap
with each stiletto’d wanton stride
taught hips roll on slender stems
that part in ripples then enmesh
a [...]
Oh Brother!
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Free Verse, Image, Poetry, family, humor noir, love, photo, rant, whimsy, wisdom
Presented in response to the May 10th prompt from Big Tent Poetry, which suggested “be playful! Let the sound of the words carry the weight (of the poem)” — so here is my playful poem of sounds…
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Oh Brother!
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ACHOO!
exploded in the quiet room
followed by a couple loud sniffs
cover your mouth
I blurted in a whisper
before I bonk [...]
Why I Write
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Free Verse, Image, Poetry, courage, gratitude, homage, humor, humor noir, joy, photo, satire, stream of consciousness, wisdom
In response to prompt #87 at Poetic Asides
Why I Write
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I write as proof that I exist
so as not to lose my mind
to prevent my sorrow
from choking the life
from my soul
to know what I really think
to ride the currents of my joy
and laughter
to track my growth
share what I have experienced
shed light on my ignorance
to leave my [...]
Sad Little Clown
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Free Verse, Image, Poetry, action, dark, horror, humor noir, love, mystery, photo, suspense, tragedy
…presented as a second gracious salute to the first prompt from Big Tent Poetry…
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Sad Little Clown
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I am the sad little clown
with the frowning face
the round red nose
and the great big tear
this meek facade
and silly sham
belie the horror
that I engineer
life’s dealt me cold
my hand is slack
not a queen
no king nor ace
the violence
that dwells within
is masked behind
my [...]
Daredevil’s Dread
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Free Verse, Poetry, gratitude, humor noir, love, mystery, photo, rhyme, whimsy, wisdom
…presented as a gracious salute to the first prompt from Big Tent Poetry…
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Daredevil’s Dread
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to be shot from a cannon
into the cool night air
is really no big deal
to face a barrage
of flying knives
isn’t really that unreal
to leap through the fire
of a flaming hoop
the warmth is kind’a nice
jumping giant chasms
on two-wheeled fury
sure - let’s do it twice
to [...]
NaPoWriMo #24 - In Vain / Daddy’s Girl
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Free Verse, Image, NaPoMo 2010, Poetry, Tanka, action, courage, dark, family, humor, humor noir, love, mystery, photo, satire, suspense, whimsy, wisdom
This is my twenty-fourth post for National Poetry Month 2010
• one free verse poem
• one tanka
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• This poem that follows is inspired by Marie Gauthier’s NaPoWriMo day 23 prompt at readwritepoem to find and use a colloquial phrase — and by the current frustration I am feeling trying to deliver on my promise of at [...]
NaPoWriMo #20 - Heroes
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Free Verse, Image, NaPoMo 2010, Poetry, Tanka, courage, dark, family, food, horror, humor, humor noir, love, photo, satire, tragedy, whimsy, wisdom
This is my twentieth post for National Poetry Month 2010
• two free verse poem
• one tanka
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• inspired by Jessica GC’s prompt at read write poem
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Reality At 30,000
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(a hero returns)
distant
slurred
reverberant
like a voice in a canyon
I hear her calling in my mind
my name
rolling sweet as nectar
from lips soft as orchid petals
full as a bursting peach
glistening deep coral
as [...]
NaPoWriMo #19 - Ah Hah!
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Image, Limerick, NaPoMo 2010, Poetry, Tanka, humor, humor noir, joy, photo, rhyme, satire, sculpture, whimsy, wisdom
This is my nineteenth post for National Poetry Month 2010
• one limerick
• one tanka
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• inspired by Rallentanda’s day 19 prompt at read write poem
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Surplus
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it struck me the moment I met you
I just didn’t want to upset you
didn’t know how you’d act
if I acknowledged the fact
but now that you’ve asked guess I’ll have to
I know that [...]
