Val M. Smith

This poem was inspired by one of my favorite science fiction authors, Robert A. Heinlein, and more directly, by his masterpiece, “Stranger in a Strange Land”. While essentially holding fast to the spirit of Heinlein’s novel, I’ve slightly rearranged, and mildly embellished the text to lovingly create this poem. Absent any available detailed descriptions from the author, these accompanying digital images are my interpretations. NOTE: Grok: to thoroughly understand something intuitively or empathically.


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Envoy Descends” by: rob kistner © 10/31/23

 

Valentine Michael Smith
was a most intelligent creature

a son
of deep space pioneers
he lived as an alien
on the far frontiers

his ancestry human
he was raised on mars
by planet natives

he looked human
but he was quite tall
and very slender

long arms
long legs

these anomalies
from being raised low-g’s

he thought and felt
quite martian

born traveling to mars
on the starship Envoy
and raised by martians
since orphaned as a boy
he’d never laid eyes
on another earthling
felt his identity circling


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Lyle Drive Launcher”
by: rob kistner © 10/31/23

brought to earth
by scientists
who knew not
how to grok

smith knew not
how not to grok
and quickly grokked
this madhouse planet
and the corrupt few
who ran it

therefore
he quickly and deeply
understood earth
and its suffering

so thoroughly in fact
it actually became his own
there seemed no buffering
it nearly drove him crazy

in heartfelt concern
val reached out
to spread enlightenment

for this he was despised
the reaction was violent

feared and hated
he was considered a bane
quite completely ungrokked
smith was sadly slain

his efforts futile
his death was brutal

he died as he lived
a stranger
in a strange land


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Valentine Michael Smith”
by: rob kistner © 10/31/23

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rob kistner © 2023

Poetry at: d’verse

 

Lost In Azure


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Eyes Of Azure” by: rob kistner © 10/30/23

 

This day begins fresh and crisp
we sit by the morning window
with tea and curiosity

we talk

for this moment
our souls spill
one into the other
until I am distracted

your lips
continue sculpting words
but I’ve fallen
into your azure eyes

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rob kistner © 2023

Poetry at: dVerse

 

Blue Eyes Blue


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Eyes Of Azure” by: rob kistner © 10/30/23

 

This day unravels pewter grey
I sit by the sunless window
with only my blues

lost
alone

in this moment
my soul’s fallen
into my indigo memories
until I am consumed

I see your lips
sculpting goodbye
not a tear
in your azure eyes

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rob kistner © 2023

Poetry at: dVerse

 

Gratitude



Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “4 Realms of Gratitude — Life, Love, Hope, Dreams” by: rob kistner © 10/29/23

 
M other gaia
you embrace us

you carry us safely
as we hurtle
thousands of miles
every hour
of every day
through infinite space

and the wonderful friends
and loved ones
who are with us
on this truly amazing journey

they provide us
with their precious love
to keep us strong and good

you provide for us
our every need

sustain our bodies
with your abundance
of remarkable food varieties
and breathtaking natural beauty

you nurture our spirits
with that beauty
and those endless wonders


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Gaia”
by: rob kistner © 10/29/23

your need is simple

that we live in balance
with your rhythms
with our fellow travelers
on this amazing journey

that we know well — gratitude
as humble stewards
of your countless gifts

but we’ve grown arrogant

foolishly we believe
we have dominion over you
over all in your realm

in pursuit of intellect
we lost our sense
our equilibrium

we’ve lost our way

even as we watch you suffer
we cling to our ego
to our destructive delusion
of supremacy

please forgive us
do not forsake us
we can learn

precious mother gaia
guide us
grant us time
to again find our way

our humility
our integrity
our center

that we again embrace gratitude
and in so doing — find our grace
find the balance


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “A World In Elemental Balance”
by: rob kistner © 10/29/23

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rob kistner © 2023

Poetry at: d’verse

 

War & Peace

”War does not determine who is right – only who is left.”Bertrand Russell


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Weight of War” by: rob kistner © k10/24/23

 
War

my ruined eyes
crisp from the day’s cruel sun
burnt by devastation’s fires
scorched by images of relentless horror
blurred by stinging tears of sorrow

take refuge
in this late-evening rain
thick with battle smoke
falling heavy as a shroud

clinging
opaque
mercifully obscuring

I am sustained
by this damp pall
that descends cool upon me

wraps ‘round my pained countenance
fevered with fatigue
twisted with despair

drawn
by a faded memory of honor
a faint echo of duty
a frayed thread of human dignity

I’ve stumbled
collapsing here
broken by this sin I shoulder

not of my making
but of my charge

now my sin

unleashed by others
those above
those in warm dry offices
those removed

who would impose their delusions
to advance their selfish agenda

those who would rule the world



Original DDE™ surrealistic triptych: “The Brass”
by: rob kistner © 10/24/23

a world now broken
corrupted by their illusions
spoiled by their vanity

a world in chaos
as darkness deepens

this nocturne
I have but this ruin-riddled
highway of blood

of dying dreams
violated innocence
merciless destruction

of horrific death

this path of my duplicity
of my guilt
my shame

oh
for some water pure
to wash this unspeakable
from my eyes

but only the soot of death
is falling from the skies

and so
I stumble on
bent by the weight
of this falling evening

by the relentless weight
of this war
drowned in its drenching sorrow

my spirit hollow and empty
I slink exhausted
into this coming night

and
the next night

and
the night that follows
that always follows

captive on this road of murder
of brutal
human
arrogance

a prisoner
of this lost highway

seeking forgiveness


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Peace?”
by: rob kistner © 10/24/23

 
Peace

What is SO funny about peace love and understanding?

war is life out of balance
war is love out of balance
peace is life in balance
love is life in balance

life is balance
the keeping of it
the regaining of it
when lost

life is awesome
an experience of the profound

it is the mystery
we are not meant to solve

rather
to celebrate
with grace
and wonder

so wonder powerfully
and dream ferociously

let fly those dreams
from open arms
so promise’s winds
catch them to soar


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Love Set Free”
by: rob kistner © 10/26/23

bestow those dreams
wings of faith
to carry you
to wisdom’s shore

share those dreams
with an open mind
resonate truth
inspire others to be more

offer those dreams
in peace to all
in love to all
love is the door

the gateway
to the great mystery

love is all you need

in the end
the love you take
is the love you make

so share love
make love
love with great freedom
with great abandon
with gratitude
with the power of the spheres

just as the butterfly
lights upon the petal
so too
hold love
tenderly

love is the truth

love is the balance


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Love’s Elusive Butterfly”
by: rob kistner © 10/26/23

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rob kistner © 2023

Poetry at: dVerse

 

Moonfall

”our civilization will become either spacefaring or extinct.”CARL SAGAN


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Harsh Reality” by: rob kistner © 10/26/23

 

Starting back to our outpost
as moon’s setting
on this strange planet

eerie mist descends
shadows shifting

moonfall’s coming
too quickly

idiot
waited too long

soon
total darkness

oxygen depleting

I’m lost
in trouble
I’ll not make it back

activating rescue beacon
I pray

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rob kistner © 2023

More poetry at: dVerse

 

Autumn Reverie

”Autumn leaves don’t fall, they fly.
They take their time and wander on this their only chance to soar.”

Delia OwensWhere the Crawdads Sing


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Streaming Autumn” by: rob kistner © 10/23/23

 
The stir of autumn
enwraps my heart
as summer slowly wanes
riding the early fallen leaves
on the current of october waters
whirling and bobbing on crystal ripples
round and past the river rocks
over rip rap in the stream bed
carried vividly away
into the setting sun

days shorten
shadows lengthen
a quiet melancholy
settles upon the valley
as nature prepares itself
for the slumber of renewal

but not before the crackling
joyous dance of harvest
and a crisp crimson-gold
kiss goodnight

~ fading summer ends
rust leaves wither and mottle
autumn’s chill descends ~


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Autumn Kiss”
by: rob kistner © 10/23/23

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rob kistner © 2023

Poetry at: dVerse

 

Hotel Espoir

~ check in in pieces — check out in peace ~


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Broken Spirits Hotel” by: rob kistner © 10/20/23

 
S hrouding rains — october wanes
sorrow celebrates the vanishing light
winter smothers autumn’s last refrains
once brightest day now bleakest night

greyest grief stirs in the advancing cold
ghostly mists steal color from our sight
on such a night lost souls are sold
frozen hearts barren as the blight


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Hawk Moon”
by: rob kistner © 10/20/23

hawk moon rolls slow in a chromium fog
lighting the path from a high black sky
this place is forbidding as a sucking bog
this is the dark hour for dreams to die

in this foreboding clench of deep despair
hard times slither and dejections dwell
misery hangs thick in the choking air
and no vacancies at broken hope hotel


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Lobby of The Lonely”
by: rob kistner © 10/20/23

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rob kistner © 2023

Poetry at: WGO

 

Sun’s GunnMaster

”No sun outlasts its sunset, but it will rise again and bring the dawn.”
Maya Angelou


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Sky Fire” by: rob kistner © 10/17/23

 
Here quietly on the shore
we await another end of day
looking skyward to the heavens
we anticipate the brilliant fire

GunnMaster does not disappoint
it’s his magical sunset display
our clear signal from on high
that for another night — we retire

we know his Sunset Gunn is loaded
the controls are in his grip
he’s calmly concentrating
scanning with careful eyes

golden sun has made his journey
he’s quite weary from the trip
quicksilver moon will soon
traverse our starry skies


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “GunnMaster”
by: rob kistner © 10/17/23

our Gaia rolls on gently
hushed deep in quiet space
GunnMaster has our skyline
locked squarely in his sight

Gaia’s pulling a veil of stars
slowly across our face
but GunnMaster has this task
to complete before it’s night


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Sunset Gunn”
by: rob kistner © 10/17/23

he’s to set our sky ablaze
before he then falls to sleep
we anticipate fiery coral-orange
periwinkle and crimson red

we love patterns broad and bold
in vivid colors rich and deep
so he aims the SunsetGunn
and blasts it overhead

in a brilliant blinding flash
he sets the skies a’fire
in vivid hues, and lavish shades
the dusk sky ignites and burns

GunnMaster has succeeded
we can happily retire
the Sunrise Gunn’s already loaded
for morning when he returns


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Sunrise Gunn”
by: rob kistner © 10/17/23

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rob kistner © 2023

Poetry at: dVerse

 


So It Must (book of sorrows)

~ If you’re haunted and hurt by past silence, be brave — speak up. ~


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Shadow Self” by: rob kistner © 10/17/23
 

Hidden from the light of day
here my other self resides
though keeping to the shadows
I know my dark self abides

I feel him at times — I do
feel his dark thoughts
trying to push through

a darkling essence
scarred and damaged
sometimes so strong
barely managed

begotten in another time
another life
of pain and strife

come from far away
from another place
but this dark entity
did once wear my face

it is an anger
powerfully manifest
righteous
so long suppressed


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Dead Piñon Tree”
by: Georgia O’Keefe © 1943

like a dead bare greying tree
sorrow stole the light from me
life’s colors went grey and dead
no joy — only distress instead

like the barren branch
that sags and sways
these days
I still see the greys

still drawn to darkness
occasionally
sweet melancholia
holds allure for me

like jagged limbs
that wind’s stripped bark-less
life’s edges at times
still a ragged starkness

but my heart’s rebounded
considerably
though at times
it still seeks sanctuary
when gripping depression
makes it necessary
thank heavens
for my pharmacy

trust for me is hard
I am always wary

but I’m not stone
I live with family alone

I’m introspective to a degree
when I look inside of me
I see beyond the sorrows
gone are the haunting shadows

I see a man
who better understands
that life runs
on its own plans

and if your struggles
start really growing
try riding the horse
in the direction it’s going


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Breaking Out”
by: rob kistner © 10/18/23

I broke out of
my shadow’d shell
yet I know my dark self
pretty well
enough to know
it will always dwell

I’ve bartered
with my dark self
to feign command
to appear to have
the upper hand
I get to ask
the big questions
and make the big stands

such as

does this darkness
that coexists in me
cost me my dignity

I say not

I’ve a firm grasp
on my integrity
at least
to the best of my ability

I closed the book of sorrows
troubling pages
the worst of the storm
no longer rages

my scars are here
as my reminders
to never again
live in blinders

look evil square
between the eyes
see through the dark disguise
never let fear paralyze

I keep focused
on the bright tomorrows
I keep tightly shut
that big bad
book of sorrows

I embrace the love
and shun my crazy
and so it must
and will always be


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Book Of Sorrows”
by: rob kistner © 10/17/23

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rob kistner © 10/17/2023
Poems at: dVerse

 

Beyond Time


Original DDE™ surreal art: “Timeless Journey” by: rob kistner © 10/16/23

 

Farewell my friend
your physical journey
on the elemental wheel
is now complete

the quiet earth enfolds your form
your spirit’s freed to travel
adjoining with the infinite universe

may your precious life energy
burst into beautiful eternal light
dazzling beyond time and space

 

Original DDE™ surreal art: “Elemental Wheel”
by: rob kistner © 10/14/23

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rob kistner © 10/14/2020
Poems at: dVerse

 



The Elemental Wheel


Original DDE™ surreal art: “Elemental Wheel” by: rob kistner © 10/14/23

 
My heart burns
afire with the ache of loss
as my eyes flood with tears
memory’s salted waters
in this intimate moment
of your transition

your final breath expelled
now at last released
to the winds of time
it lifts to silent space
as do these whispers
of my goodbye

the quiet earth
awaits peacefully
to receive your ashes
into its eternal embrace
your spirit freed to travel
to enjoin the infinite universe

farewell my friend
may your precious life energy
burst into a beautiful everlasting light
dazzling across time and space
as your physical journey
on the elemental wheel
is now complete

you’ve ascended
this temporal plane

~ may ever you evolve ~


Original DDE™ surreal art: “Evolution”
by: rob kistner © 10/14/23

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rob kistner © 10/14/2020
Poems at: Poets & Storytellers

 


Words

~ People may read or hear your words — but what they feel is your heart ~


Original DDE™ quadtrych: “Power of Words” by: rob kistner © 10/12/23

 
I thrust my words into the fire
they scorched and warped and blistered
which made them hot and coarse
too searing to embrace

so I led my words to a raging storm
they soaked and swelled and sagged
which made them bloat with heft
too heavy to hold

then I released my words into the cold
they froze and cracked and splintered
which made them sharp and piercing
too frigid to handle

finally I let my words waft delicately
like the fragrance of flower petals
and sweet they lifted from my heart
and soft they rolled from off my tongue

and light they drifted through the air
set free to float with a quiet prayer
so those they may help can find them there
and pass them on should they wish to share


Original DDE™ surreal art: “Of Life and Love”
by: rob kistner © 10/12/23

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rob kistner © 2023

Poems at: dVerse

Poems at: Poets & Storytellers

 


Steak’n M’claim


Original DDE™ surreal triptych: “Soupersational” by: rob kistner © 10/10/23

 
Vegetable soup — a tasty treat
good for you delicious to eat
onions and beans of every kind
guaranteed to blow yer mind

add some chunked potatoes too
that’s the very next thing to do
add carrots now to make it great
smells fabulous — I can’t wait

put in a bit of chopped celery
and a zesty pepper just for me
then diced tomatoes rich’n’red
this soup’s gonna knock’m dead

wonderful as this soup may be
something’s missing here to me
my culinary heart would break
should this meal be absent steak


Original DDE™ surreal art: “Juicy Joy”
by: rob kistner © 10/10/23

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rob kistner © 10/10/2020
Poems at: dVerse

 

Let’em Eat Soup

~ A bit’o tongue in cheek from a place of love. ~


Original DDE™ surreal triptych: “Grilltastical Fantasy” by: rob kistner © 10/10/23

 
T hese people

that begrudge me my juicy burgers
or my rare filet mignon

that look down their nose
at my slathered baby backs

or sneer with disdain
as I tear into a buttery veal chop

these people

their cutting condemnation
because I’m devouring
a cut of impeccably seasoned loin
like it’s some violation of nature

think about it

if this were’t the natural way
there wouldn’t be A1 sauce

and you’re going to tell me
Mr. Weber had zucchini on his mind
when he created his charcoal grill

I mean — please

these people

let’em eat soup


Original DDE™ surreal art: “Andy Can”
by: rob kistner © 10/10/23

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rob kistner © 10/10/2020
Poems at: dVerse

 




 

  • Incidentally, my lovely wife is a vegetarian, and loves soup…