Day: August 27, 2022

We are temporal beings
our awareness
awaking slowly
from some infinite place

we flow forth
on a current
of pure energy
in the stream
of all consciousness

our coming to be
unknown to us
as any mystery

learned in stories
in waiting relationships
gradually
we open to our identity

our essence
an enigma

awareness dawning
like the rising
of a newborn sun

we feel its warmth
grow slowly

we see not over the horizon
because we see no horizon
yet

we comprehend no end
immersed only
in our beginning

it is therein exists
the miracle of life
and the quandary of life

our unfolding self awareness
questioning how
where
why

questioning infinity

we are finite beings

but in those moments
infinite beings
dreaming
to sustain the moments

we everflow
from the waters of time
as we flow into eternity

watchers
adrift
on the river of life

flow into me
my love
and we will be the waters
of timeless life

indivisibly immortal

lovers
in an eternal love

*
rob kistner © 2022

More poetry at: Sunday Muse

A ghostly fine lookermiz
with softical smile
swings legnously swell
in rare gurlyghost style

such a scorchiful bodiface
as might burnlybad be
enstokes sultrification
that erosinates me

my steamliful brightenblinks
are maxfirenly dazened
by the beautifalicity
she orbinously blazened

I shoun’t slobbernly droolenate
over her poutifuss chubens
nor tenderliciously ogglenate
her mygodly bububbins

it’s lewdaciously nixicated
to starezing lovlustingly
so as gurlyghost swingulated
I mindated my biznessity

but in dreamyton’s realmenhood
as my memoraticus rememberated
I rezoomefied sweet gurlyghost
as my bloodpumpinator enthrobinated

when morninsun returnified
I wokenated all infatucated
and immediously pledgified
gurlyghost’d be reanimated

enthrobinating bloodpumpinator

*
rob kistner © 2022

Even more fragrant poetry at: Sunday Muse

Jabberwock’n Luv (phonetically)
~
A ghost-lee fine look-er-miz
with a sof-ti-cal smile
swings leg-nous-lee swell
in rare girl-lee-ghost style

such a score-chi-ful bo-di-face
as might burn-lee-bad be
en-stokes sul-tri-fi-cay-tion
that e-row-za-nates me

my steam-lee-ful brigh-ten-blinks
are max-fi-ren-ly day-zened
by the beau-ti-fa-li-ci-tee
she or-bi-nous-lee blay-zened

I shoun’t slah-bern-lee droo-le-nate
over her pow-ti-fuss chu-bens
nor ten-der-li-cious-lee og-gla-nate
her my-god-lee bu-bub-bins

it’s lew-day-cious-lee nix-i-cated
to stare-zing luv-lus-ting-lee
so as girl-lee-ghost swing-you-lated
I mine-da-filed my biz-nes-si-tee

but in drea-me-ton’s rel-men-hood
as my mem-or-a-ti-cus re-mem-ber-ated
I ree-zoo-ma-fied sweet gur-lee-good
as my blood-pum-pi-nay-tor en-thraw-bi-nay-ted

when more-nin-sun ree-tur-ni-fied
I wo-ke-nay-ted all in-fa-chew-cay-ted
and im-me-dee-ous-lee pled-ji-fide
girl-lee-ghost-’d be re-a-ni-may-ted

~ ~ ~

“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!”