Category: NaPoWriMo 2013

Nightfall

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Nightfall

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it’s nightfall
the darkness now descends
the hand of grief extends
terror is knocking at the door

it’s nightfall
words of sorrow stain my lips
slip through my fingertips
and scatter ‘cross the floor

it’s nightfall
the shadows hide my tears
but I am haunted by my fears
I am broken evermore

it’s nightfall
dark waves of misery
are rising like the sea
I am stranded on the shore

it’s nightfall
I am lost I am alone
confusion grips me to the bone
horror chills me to my core

out of the nightfall
I hear you call my name
I have finally gone insane
it is the end for me I’m sure

again I hear you call
then I know what this must mean
this has all been just a dream
I have simply been asleep
albeit very very deep
soon my eyes will open
once this nightmare’s spell is broken
soon the sun will rise once more
at least I pray that’s what’s in store

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rob kistner © 2013

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Nightfall – 2018 revision

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nightfall
the darkness now descends
the hand of grief extends
terror is knocking at the door

nightfall
words of sorrow stain my lips
slip through my fingertips
and scatter ‘cross the floor

nightfall
the shadows hide my tears
but I am haunted by my fears
I am broken evermore

nightfall
dark waves of misery
are rising like the sea
I am stranded on the shore

nightfall
I am lost I am alone
confusion grips me to the bone
horror chills me to my core

nightfall
you call my name
I have finally gone insane
it is the end for me I’m sure

again I hear you call
I know what this must mean
this has all been just a dream
I have simply been asleep

albeit very very deep

soon my eyes will open
once this nightmare’s spell is broken
soon the sun will rise once more
at least I pray
that’s what’s in store

~ ~ ~

revised © 2018

Life is Duality


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Life Is Duality

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on catching a glimpse of the Great Mystery

I sometimes get very dark
my emotions get brittle
and heavy
an anger at life swells

every time I dig deep enough
be it on my own
or in counseling
I come up against two constants

things I cannot change
but have left a most indelible mark

one unfolded
over a horrendous period
of my early years

the other
happened in a horrible flash
during my mid-life

both so horrific
they changed forever
my humanity

try as I do
their darkness still surfaces
and in those moments
my inner light gets smothered

but I will never stop facing them down
ferociously
when I feel their chilled grip

that is what life is
keeping the good fight
and embracing
with love and gratitude
the beauty we have also been given

and we have been given so much
so amazing

life is duality
life is balance
the keeping of it
and the regaining of it
when it’s lost

and it DOES get lost
at times
very lost

but life is an awesome opportunity
an experience of the profound
and mysterious

the mystery we are not meant to solve
but rather
to celebrate
with grace and wonder

peace to all
may love touch all of our lives
for love is the gateway
to the great mystery

as John
one of our last
great
modern prophets said

love is all you need
and in the end
the love you take
is equal to the love you make

so find your lover
and make love
with great freedom
abandon
gratitude

and the power of the spheres

~ ~ ~

rob kistner © 2013

Scamper

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Scamper

  • on hearing a mouse under the bed

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    where do you come from
    little guy

    you
    here
    alone
    under our bed

    what are you doing
    waking us
    from our sound sleep

    what is your intention
    what’s under there
    that’s so interesting

    perhaps a morsel
    of snacks-in-bed
    maybe a wayward
    snip of thread

    certainly your intention
    is not to hide
    not scratch scratch
    scratching on the frame
    like you are

    maybe
    it’s just your nervous tick

    wow
    I get it now
    my wife’s annoyance
    with my constant leg bounce

    but then
    there’s her incessant tapping
    with her writing pen

    marriage is nothing
    if not tolerance

    but her sister
    really
    damned hard to believe
    she’s from her family

    and you
    down there
    where do you come from
    where is your little house
    mouse

    you’re lucky
    you know
    you’ve been pardoned
    tonight
    granted a reprieve

    my wife loves critters
    critters all
    large and small

    she thinks you’re cute
    she thinks you’re funny
    she thinks you’re innocent

    though you and me
    we know better
    don’t we

    but
    you’ve picked the right house
    little mouse
    the right bed
    to be under
    to pursue your plunder
    you’re safe

    …for now

    ~ ~ ~

    rob kistner © 2013

    • Speechless

     

    Speechless

  • on finally reaching the end

    ~

    as he reached the threshold
    he hesitated
    stopped
    breathed in
    partially turned
    head cocked
    breath caught
    hand resting on the door

    their eyes met
    held
    each wanting to speak

    …silence

    she sighed
    looked away
    he dropped his head
    exhaled
    pushed open the door
    stepped through
    walked slowly on
    never looking back

    it had all been said

    ~ ~ ~

    rob kistner © 2013

    • By Bliss

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    By Bliss

    ~

    there is a quiet golden
    in this evening as it settles
    unequaled in its beauty
    by even that of precious metals

    it embraces vesper’s waning hour
    with a subtle gentle heat
    lays down upon the eager land
    like the roll of amber wheat

    it dances in the silken air
    strokes your hair aglow in smolders
    folds its warmth upon your face
    fondles fiery ’round your shoulders

    it ignites a special magic
    as though dreams are coming true
    paints the world in sensual splendor
    almost beautiful as you

    like a goddess of the sun
    in this moment you catch fire
    my frail heart a helpless tinder
    now sparked by love’s desire

    caught by beauty’s reaching flame
    I’m filled with passion’s yearning
    my captive soul is set ablaze
    please don’t leave me burning

    before I am but all consumed
    quench me with your precious kiss
    for if I am to be consumed
    I pray it be by bliss

    ~ ~ ~

    rob kistner © 2013
    (revised 2018)

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