Archive for the ‘minimalist’ Category
For No One
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Free Verse, Image, Poetry, art, courage, joy, minimalist, nature, philosophy, wisdom, wonder
…this piece is in response to prompt #17 at We Write Poems,
and prompt #69 at Carry On Tuesday,
also the September 1st prompt at Three Word Wednesday…
For No One
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the cadence
to which I tight step
pulses
in my heart
alone
it is my coursing vital
stirs my spirit
steels my resolve
drives me on
into the fray
emboldened
“to thine own self”
resonates
the chambers
of my soul
sweet
as the song
of [...]
What is / Continuum Redux
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Free Verse, Poetry, minimalist, mystery, philosophy, rhyme, whimsy, wisdom, wonder
…I wrote this pair of poems inspired by the ‘We Write Poetry’ prompt #12…
What Is
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yesterday is money spent
a corner turned
the choice that’s made
the tear that’s shed
the sentence spoken
the breath exhaled
the fuel consumed
it’s burned to ash
today is influence
momentum moving
the raindrop falling
hands on the wheel
the river flowing
the voice that’s singing
it’s face to face
it’s real time
tomorrow is [...]
Blue Temple
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Image, Poetry, Tanka, art, gratitude, homage, joy, love, minimalist, mystery, philosophy, photo, prayer, wisdom
…response to prompt #14 from Magpie Tales…
The image of this plate above, this week’s prompt at Magpie Tales, immediately put me in mind of serenity. Also, while the plate may be Chinese in origin, it also made me think of the ancient Japanese poetic form called tanka.
Tanka are 31-syllable poems that have been the [...]
Dark Stream, Deep Current
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Free Verse, dark, minimalist, stream of consciousness
22 ripples
ripple 1
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a place within
closed away from scrutiny
from the world
angry at the wind
at the rain
at daylight
angry at your smile
at the sound of your voice
angry at it all
this is where I live
and how
you come
like a void
false journey-mate
embossed with promises
a coat of synthetic
edges peeled back
its leatherlessness
revealed
shivering
I wrap it round me
seeking warmth
but it is not supple
ill-fitted
it does not [...]
