I would soar skyward
on feathered wings
in sweeping circles
lifted on mighty thermals
I would not be earthbound
not a captive of gravity
if I could
but break the gravity
of time
I would not be a prisoner
of regret
this day would be soaring
and swooping
and giving thanks
for feathers
and hollow bones
and forgiveness
rob kistner © 2021
Poetry at: Sunday Muse
These women can SING!!
the flesh of her hip
urgent against him
the warmth
as he responds involuntarily
a heat spreads through him
a quickening of pulse
he swoons
and swells
a deep need overtakes him
he reaches ’round her
firmly encircling her waist
with his strong arm
pulling her forward
bending her backward
with the power of his body
consumed by her passion
thus begins the danza del deseo
his urges hot and husky
on her ear and cheek
they churn in slow pleasure
building in lustful pace and tension
they dance and dance
well into the starry starry night
spinning into a carnal fury
until finally
a great release
sweeps over them
they melt together
in fevered bliss
matching breath for slowing breath
his lips
soft on the nape of her neck
they drift to earth
entwined in the joy
the afterglow
of love’s lingered embrace
rob kistner © 2021
Poetry at: Poets & Storytellers
Day 5 poetry at: NaPoWriMo 2021
on these broken, cloud-covered days
alone with her fractured wishes
she drops so silently ‘neath the waves
deep, deep down to the fishes
alone with her fractured wishes
a’tumble in the seabed’s sway
down down deep with the fishes
she is leaving it all today
sorrow’s a’swim in the seabed’s sway
beauty’s nothing left to say
she is leaving this lonely world, today
the sea will sweep her away
rob kistner © 2021
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Day 2 poetry at: NaPoWriMo 2021
let love’s flame damp down false fear
illuminate at last this dark
sweet logic’s voice again we hear
extinguish now vile hatred’s spark
illuminate at last this dark
this warmth of truth we need to feel
extinguish now vile hatred’s spark
our hungry hearts seek this that’s real
the warmth of truth we need to feel
our human spirit swells with yearning
our hungry hearts seek this that’s real
let’s celebrate the truth returning
rob kistner © 2021
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and its fractured palette
at last melds
into a beautiful whole
may its canvas forever hang
in the hearts
of those you’ve loved
rob kistner © 2021
Poetry at: dVerse
the divergent realities
through which truth stumbles frayed
to move in the world
rough as rope
knotted as every inarticulate promise
rob kistner © 2021
Poetry at: dVerse
~
already I see
with growing clarity
how real
my love for you
how true
my bond of fidelity
how remarkable
our relationship
how aware I grow
day to day
how possible it becomes
I could give my life to you
in these precious moments
of honest reflection
emotions overwhelm me
I vow I will share with you
the depth of these feelings
holding nothing back
baring all
then that fog creeps in
that veil of insecurity
how frail is my ego
courage stumbles
precious opportunity fades
expressions of love falter
foolishly
I fall mute
smiling blissfully
so my love
forever see these words
as a clearing
where you alone can visit
to be nurtured
a private
wonderful place
you alone can go
to truly know
these treasures in my heart
~ ~ ~
rob kistner © 2021
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wadayathinka’ma brooding stare?
………… right
wadayathinka’ma chiseled nose?
………… uh-huh
wadayathinka’ma rugged complexion?
………… yep
wadayathinka’ma manly beard?
………… hmm
wadayathinka’ma pensive furrowed brow?
………… well, gotta go
hey, wait! — wadayathink, wadayathink, huh… wadayathink?!
rob kistner © 2021
Poetry at: Sunday Muse
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Poetry at: dVerse
When our life meets fate and time, things get ‘real’ damned quickly.
this being human is……
……………full of contradictions
this being human is……
………………an aweful scourge
this being human is……
………………an awesome gift
this being human is……
………………tears in your eyes
…some of them are joyous…
this being human is……
……………………full of danger
this being human is……
……………………full of wonder
this being human is……
……………………full of pain
this being human is……
……………………full of pleasure
this being human is……
……………………full of promise
this being human is……
…………full of disappoingment
…sometimes full of bullshit…
this being human is……
……………………full of love
this being human is……
……………………full of hate
this being human is……
……………………full of hurry
this being human is……
……………………full of wait
this being human is……
……………………full of highs
this being human is……
……………………full of lows
this being human is……
……………………full of screams
this being human is……
……………………full of dreams
this being human is……
……………………full of songs
this being human is……
……………………being right
this being human is……
……………………being wrong
…sometimes a damned fool…
this being human is……
……………………full of victory
this being human is……
……………………full of defeat
this being human is……
……………………full of friends
this being human is……
……………………full of enemies
this being human is……
……………………full of arriving
this being human is……
……………………full of leaving
…sometimes it’s being lost…
this being human is……
………………the mystery of birth
this being human is……
………………the horror of death
this being human is……
………………the uplifting sunrise
this being human is……
…………the mindblowing sunset
this being human is……
…………the night’s magic moon
this being human is……
…………sometimes a nightmare
this being human is……
…………everything that we dare
this being human is……
……………more than imagined
this being human is……
……sometimes even a miracle
………………but yes………………
this being human is……
…a cornucopia of contradictions
……………………but thankfully
it’s all life, everything we got……
so what TO DO……………………
………………………just keep breathing
Day 9 poetry at: NaPoWriMo 2021
I lean upon my open hands, cool against my temple, elbows solid on my rumpled jeans. My eyes drooped and closed, aflame with spoiled sleep. My face is slacked, head cocked, tilted to the fore, heavy with confusion. My skull rests upon the finger bones, weighted with indecision, procrastination.
My thoughts, like digits on a dollar slot, spin unsettled in my mind. They neither click nor lock in place, just tumble in a jumble, blurred, out of focus, lost in my mental fog.
Sunken deep on bended knees, I’m perplexed, frustrated by the chaos awhirl in my head. Such immensity, this question, seems no way in. No first step taken here today in solving the mystery of life. But still, I can smile. I prefer keeping in mind even the possibility that existence has its own reason for being. Not one to be solved.
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while inside
I cried out
do draw near
stay with me
you are color
you are pure
you are joy
you are free
I am not
I am blank
I am beast
can’t you see
you are warm
I am frigid
I am torn
please don’t flee
you are breath
you are life
am I death’s
finality?
at the edge
of your love
I am either
— dichotomy
without you
there is much
you don’t know
about me
rob kistner © 2021
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you were so innocent, such a gentle, sweet gift
my shattered heart broken, my dreams now must shift
as back through precious memories I lovingly drift
grief tugs hard my heart, lil’ buddy, you’re so missed!
On 3/6/21 I lost lil’ Edgrrr, my forever buddy!
the ebb and flow
the rise and fall
the come and go
of centuries
wave by wave
day by day
pure might incarnate
the power of indifference
the surge of perfect apathy
and I
insignificant
as a grain of sand
bounced and tumbled
helpless in the undertow
and that fringe of froth
on the silken azure blue
rolls in powerfully
then rises up
beckons me
then slides smoothly
down the sloping back
of the ever surging wave
dancing on the deep
reaching to forever
how easily I could slip
into that fathomed realm
down
down
ever down
into the waiting silence
without so much
a noticed sound
absorbed
into the churn
into the roar
without so much
a ripple
to disturb
the steady surf
a subtle crease
irrelevant
invisible
erased
gone
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