Month: May 2012

Evening Prayer

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Evening Prayer

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sun sits low on the horizon
dusk slowly advances
the breath of night begins to stir
all the daydreams are gone to bed

I sit quiet
on my ole bench
soothed by the cool breeze
warmed by the memories
that huddle ’round me

from far into the past
they drift
forward through the years

they visit gently
one by one

memories of those
I’ve been well to know
those I’ve been blessed to love
those that have got beyond
a tender tear for every one

a sweetness fills the air
just a touch of soft regret

my heart is full
my spirit calm
I surrender
to fate’s embrace

would this evening never end
but soon
the lingering day
will bow its head
twilight too will fade

as the waxing night
blankets my repose
I fall still
and pray

pray
when soon carried away
it be in deep
peaceful sleep

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rob kistner © 2012

Friendship

 

Friendship

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raise the carafe with care
pour forth freely
to drink deep
this wine of friendship

ripened well with time
aged to a vintage true
the seasons have been kind
to this nectar rare

let its heady fragrance
sweeten all your thoughts
and its bright taste
linger long and lush

may it lighten your burden
warm your heart
and lift your spirit
to a place of peace & beauty

~ ~ ~

rob kistner © 2012

Rivers of Tears

 

Rivers of Tears

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once lithe and vital
nature’s great rivers
lie choked and bloated

buried misshapen
in watery graves
of reckless progress

headstone’d
by constructs
of human folly

their bones
stained
with the ghosts of salmon

borne away
on the tears
of the ancients

~ ~ ~

rob kistner © 2012

…inspired by the ecological damage being done by the ill-conceived hydro-electric dams now choking many of the Pacific Northwest’s, and the earth’s mighty rivers, and the pollution we dump so recklessly into our critical and dwindling fresh water tributaries…

Spring’s Interlude

…two variations on a Clarian Sonnet…

 

Spring’s Interlude

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may winds whisper, soon summer’s arrival
in time to insure humor’s survival

winter’s rains held firm and quite long this year
but stubborn skies at last begin to clear

the seasons bow for this brief interlude
as if to hail my brightened attitude

seeds push eager sprouts through warm fertile earth
as nature cycles to this time of birth

buds pop boldly forth through ripe ready limb
new waters push fresh streams beyond their brim

bird songs sparkle crisp through tall greening trees
fragrance of new bloom wafts soft stirring breeze

all ’round the hues and sound of boisterous spring
quiet and sweet, my heart begins to sing

~ ~ ~

…and this time in the rhythm of iambic…

Spring’s Interlude

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the wind sighs soon fair summer will arrive
to guarantee my humor will survive

the rains of winter held on long this year
but now the sky above’s becoming clear

the seasons bow to greet this interlude
as if to hail my brightened attitude

new seeds push eager sprouts up through warm earth
as nature cycles to this time of birth

bold buds pop forth through ripe and ready limb
fresh waters push clear streams beyond their brim

the songs of birds lilt crisp through greening trees
the fragrance of new blooms wafts soft the breeze

all ’round the hues and sound of boisterous spring
as pure and sweet my heart begins to sing

~ ~ ~

rob kistner © 2012