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  • Remembered

    Thursday, May 29th, 2008

     

     
    Remembered

    leaning comfortably
    into the curves
    wind whipping
    through our long hair
    we wind our way
    into the mountains
    into the evening
    alive
    with 2-wheeled freedom
    on the open road
    not counting days
    not keeping track
    just being - free
    we glide
    feet up
    knees tucked
    captivated
    by the thrill
    of the throttle
    we rocket
    dive from light to shadow
    to resurface once more
    in the light
    again and again
    as the sun reveals itself
    from time to time
    warming us
    from between [...]

    The Legend

    Thursday, May 22nd, 2008

     
    he never quit on his dream, or his humanity

     
    The Legend

    permit me to share the legend
    of the man who rocked the world
    luminous — larger than life
    his banner of fame unfurled
    with confidence he took each stage
    flashed his skills with pride and power
    his celebrity rocketed skyward
    enormous talent, in his finest hour
    a humble tempering childhood
    helped him hone his mythic [...]

    The Vow

    Friday, May 9th, 2008

     
    The Vow

    I pledged I’d never leave your side
    and whole my vow remains
    as the passion of our love spilled forth
    we drank deeply in our youth
    the fire of our joined bliss
    flowed molten from our core
    as we made our fervent bond
    its blaze grew ever brighter
    it kindled dreams that carried us
    to family and good fortune
    its heat has warmed us [...]

    Truth

    Friday, May 2nd, 2008

    Truth

    prowling
    the nocturnal neon zoo
    groin deep in humankind
    suckling life’s sweet underbelly
    swilling full
    the luscious flesh festival
    seduced
    by the siren song
    of sacred craving
    I am a night being
    stalking
    dangerous
    I am a sentient being
    disillusioned
    seeking
    my fingers burn
    from dancing
    with the fire-whores of
    angst
    and indignation
    I come
    in a rolling demon’s fire
    fast and hard
    tough as hell
    cresting
    and crashing in
    howling mad
    scorching the night
    dancing
    with every devil I can find
    ranting
    raving
    blazing
    a combusting carnal [...]

    Outrageous

    Saturday, April 26th, 2008

    Outrageous

    watch them
    see them
    in their cavernous dwellings
    shrines to excess
    to waste
    testaments to foolish disregard
    for our precious planet
    observe them hoist themselves
    to command positions
    in gluttonous drive-time dinosaurs
    dreaded treaded behemoths
    that bully across the face
    of our crippled planet
    devouring resources
    like a herd
    of metallic mastodons
    a relentless forage
    of fragile fossil fuel
    to suck dry
    the paleozoic nectar
    300 million years
    in the making
    a fraction of that
    in the plunder
    and [...]

    To Remain

    Friday, April 18th, 2008

    To Remain

    moonlight
    keeps dark at bay
    pressing in
    as night wind stirs
    like mocking breath
    of life now lost
    to light-less realm
    beyond the chill
    encircling me
    empty
    to remain
    no emotion
    save grief
    apples spilled
    on broken stair
    where rail eluded
    grasping hand
    no voice came
    to futile cry
    those lips
    will not know again
    sweet fruit
    nor love
    • • •
    rob kistner © 2008

    Swept Away

    Thursday, April 17th, 2008

    A bluesman’s life and soul. Music gives me goose-bumps, especially when created by genuine human spirit
    NOTE: I invite you to listen to the recorded “spoken word” version of this poem you’ll find at the bottom of this post. I’ve mixed in a little ‘atmosphere’ to heighten the immersion.

    Swept Away

    memphis red
    no longer is
    gray [...]