Posts Tagged ‘longing’
Golden Lady
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Image, Poetry, beauty, dark drama, dreams, erotic, fantasy, joy, mystery, myth, photo, rhyme, sensuality, tragedy, whimsy, wonder
Golden Lady
•
golden lady in sensuous silk
a beauty sure to mesmerize
sculpted by a master’s hand
so seductive as to scandalize
a stare of comely crystal blue
floats above a ruby pout
spellbound by her magic eyes
she holds your soul with no way out
her tongue tip teases her top lip’s edge
like a supple paintbrush flowing
her smile will fire and hypnotize
then wrap [...]
This Night
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Poetry, courage, dreams, love, memories, mystery, rhyme, tragedy
…as you read this Christmas poem, with its taste of bittersweetness, see it not in a dark light — but rather, embrace it as a tale of a long-awaited journey, to be with the one beloved…
digital collage entitled: “Christmas Tear” - by: rob kistner © 2011
This Night
•
brushed my shoulder on this morning’s train
then at the [...]
Gone
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Image, Poetry, love, memories, regret
…to loved ones missed, now sadly departed…
Gone
•
after the clutter of leaving
after the hurry of goodbye
after sweet anticipation faded away
after no more embraces
after the laughter was memory
after the sadness collected day upon day
after the spaces fell empty
after the familiar grew distant
after our time together had become the past
after the taste of regret
after the loneliness mounted
after sands [...]
Bliss
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Image, Poetry, beauty, dreams, erotic, joy, love, sensuality
Bliss
•
let us dare
sweet lust’s advance
to intertwine
in love’s enhance
I burn to offer
love’s special kiss
to fire your soul
in passion’s bliss
to enfold you deep
in nocturne’s hour
to taste the nectar
of your tender flower
you are the dream
that I adore
my one desire
to love you more
• • •
rob kistner © 2011
• linked at Magpie Tales
The Dimming
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Free Verse, Image, Poetry, dark, love, memories, regret, tragedy
The Dimming
•
here is the change
the forgetting
the slipping away
into the haze of memory
the frustration
of no longer being able
and still
the burning longing to…
remember
and you
dimming in this fog
midst the times we have cherished
the places we have loved
fading beyond reach
an ever-mounting loneliness
like so many vacant seats
empty
• • •
rob kistner © 2011
• linked at Magpie Tales
Silent
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Free Verse, Image, Poetry, beauty, dark, horror, love, memories, photo, regret, sensuality, tragedy
Silent
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do you hear the autumn wind
stirring in the branches
do you hear the leaves rustle
do you hear my breath
whispering your name
do you hear my heart beat
do you hear my tears fall
or is it silent
silent as the light-less realm
that hauntingly engulfs my soul
silent as that night
when apples spilled
on the broken stair
where rail eluded
your grasping hand
silent as your [...]
For Naught
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Free Verse, Image, Poetry, mystery, photo, regret
For Naught
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the virgin page taunts me
untouched
the bright white
throbs like a migraine
no burden of remorse
no weight of mystery
does it bear
no sting of anger
no wink of mirth
does it proffer
nothing sensual or sensitive to share
no tale to spin
no plot to thicken
no coin of phrase to turn
just vast blank space
tormenting nothingness
cruel emptiness
to drain my brain
dissonance spills through my open [...]
Hope
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Free Verse, Image, Poetry, courage, dark, family, horror, photo, regret, suspense, tragedy, wisdom
Hope
•
I lift myself quietly
very quietly
from beneath the sheets
soiled with neglect
soaked with my nightmares
I am again awake
from another dark night
that began with fear
fear I might not survive
and ends in sorrow
realizing I did
I rise
make my way carefully
past the shallow-breathed crumple
that lay milky-eyed
in a heap on the floor
un-moving
save a twitch of the head
a head which now harbors demons
where [...]
Ballo diVita
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Free Verse, Image, Poetry, art, beauty, erotic, joy, love, music, mystery, sensuality, whimsy, wonder
Ballo diVita
•
he
a master of time and space
she
so young and trusting
he
a wizard of colors and words
dazzled her with danger and dreams
she
a nubile daughter of nature
anointed him with exotic pleasures
he
replaced the sun in her sky
with a fire he conjured and kept
she
warmed herself in its heat
came to his bed at its setting
they
the left foot and the right foot [...]
Images - a ten year vigil
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Free Verse, Poetry, courage, dark, dark drama, homage, horror, introspection, love, memories, photo, prayer, regret, tragedy, wisdom
…lest we ever forget
Images
•
images
unreal
unfathomable images
the graceful glide
engulfed by the spire
in a roar of golden orange
horribly beautiful
perversely mesmerizing
obscene
devastating images
torrents of humanity
raining down
desperation their only escape
masses of humanity
racing
to outrun the unbelievable
praying
to be delivered from the inconceivable
traumatic images
shrines of free commerce
consumed
by the unbearable weight
of their fragile significance
plummeting to earth
in a cloud of self-destruction
heartbreaking images
screaming
dazed
terrified souls
consumed
by the unbearable weight [...]
Sea Song
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Free Verse, Poetry, art, beauty, courage, dark, love, memories, mystery, nature, prayer, regret, tragedy
• this poem linked at Writer’s Island and One Single Impression
Sea Song
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sad she comes
everyday
to these empty shores
on wings of memory
to serenade this sea
a song of longing
bowed on strings
of a broken heart
mournful for the one
lost to these silent fathoms
her tears
steady as the mists
relentless swept away
by these cold
indifferent waves
only they
know where her lover lies
so everyday she comes
taunted [...]
The Sync
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Free Verse, Image, Poetry, art, collage, courage, dark, mystery, philosophy, wisdom, wonder
The Sync
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connection
to make contact
searching for the sync
the heart of the matter
in this solitary journey
from womb to tomb
a stranger
on the bus of days
seeking distraction
chatting them up
to suppress
the voice of isolation
immersed in the small talk
of love
and accomplishment
to drown
the incessant murmur
of alienation
the chant of abandonment
ever there to remind
that we board alone
to make our way
toward an enigmatic destination
clinging
to a [...]
Scorched
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Free Verse, Poetry, art, collage, dark, regret
Scorched
•
the landscape
losing its gild
mottles
in gunmetal grays
fractured storm clouds
churn
in huddling menace
brightened breezes
that sizzled in the aspens
build
buffeted by the angry front
thrashing
into brittling winds
the world
tumbles towards darkness
my heart
shudders in deep shadow
mourning love’s devastation
scorching words
bite and sting
where they sizzle still
blistering my careless tongue
would that it rain
drown the lands
that I might
turn my face to the sky
flood my foolish mouth
charred by [...]
Breathless
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Free Verse, Poetry, beauty, homage, memories, nature, wonder
Breathless
…inspired by Dean Koontz’s “Twilight Eyes”…
•
across the chasm of time
and great distance
memories unfold
like elaborate origami sculptures
I see soaring ramparts
of sky-piercing mountains
forested tier upon tier
with enormous sitka spruce
scattered brewers
known as the weeping spruce
the most beautiful of the conifer
whose branches in summer
display sunlight
as a jeweler’s velvet
showcases gems
the whispers
of wind-stirred
lawson cypress
towering ponderosa pine
and douglas fir
waft down emerald climbs
tangerine-scented [...]
Fret Not
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Free Verse, NaPoMo 2011, Poetry, courage, gratitude, homage, introspection, mystery, philosophy, wisdom, wonder
…written for Day #30, NaPoMo 2011…
Fret Not
•
people are consumed
by endings
speak of their finality
their permanence
their absoluteness
but I say no
in this age of recycling
repurposing
sequels
syndication
spin-offs
botox
rogaine
viagra
endings are not absolute
eventually inevitable
but in that
they are not so special
not unique
beginnings
these are unique
these are absolute
they only happen once
they are not inevitable
not guaranteed
they require a complex
independent
set of variables
to come together
perfectly timed
properly executed
and in that
they [...]
