“This is a prayer for peace at this end of year”
Promise Kept
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would that the world pause with me this night
with open heart and thoughts of possibility
remembering when dreams were young
the breath of life so warm and fresh
beauty was in all we touched
love filled us overflowing
trust real as sunlight
truth was bedrock
tomorrow was
a promise
kept
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rob kistner © 2018
Artwork entitled: “Gentle World” by: rob kistner © 2005
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We do need those promises to keep… just like your poem, the world balances on the tip of them being kept.
And Bjorn. it balances precariously so! And so much has gone so wrong, but I hope in this coming yesr, there is balance enough to restructure a more stable foundation…
Lovely, hopeful and bang on, brother. I certainly miss those days when /truth was bedrock/. Here’s hoping Trump’s reign will self-implode in a shitstorm of stupidity, and you and I survive yet another year. We have words to write and grandchildren to spoil and hug.
We must endure in spite of that flaming asshole! We have ink to spill, and PawPaw kisses & hugs to bestow… 🙂
…rage on my friend, rage on…!
Well Rob, my first time here and I really like this… And if you really want to get wierded out – check out my submission tonight – such a resonance in theme between us this time round in what for me is turning out to be a bit of a spooky evening…
I will check it out. Spooky can be exhilarating, at times Scott… 🙂
Let the response next year be a bowl building up and spilling over with blessings … We’ll need poets like you to help us see it …
Brendan, I will always lend my voice and my art to ways of peace… 🙂
I like how tomorrow could be a promise kept.
Frank, if only, if only…
Love, trust and truth as bedrock…. I walk with you in this journey of peace.
Thank you for your active particpation (again) at dVerse.
Merry Christmas to you and yours & all the best for 2019!!
Thank you Grace… I am an old hippie from the early 60’s, when peace and love was a goal, anf not a marketing slogan to sell drugs. All the blessings of a new year of hope to you and yours… 🙂
A beautiful write Rob and I love your artwork too – our precious and fragile earth handled with great care ????
Thank you Xenia… this old world, and we people in it, could benefit greatly from some genuine TLC… 🙂
I love this poem of yours. it gives hope to those of us who believe in truth, grace, love, and promises being kept. Lovely work!
Thank you Toni. I can be an easy pessimist, because my heart gets broken a lot when it comes to faith in people… but my heart continues to reach to fsith in people, and these words come from my heart…
Sadly, Rob, it’s so easy to say words and do nothing to make deeds of action. One has only to look, at the struggle to control green gases emissions. Maybe, one day, we’ll be worthy of this dream. One can only hope.
Gotta keep putting the vision out there, like I commented yo Susan – maybe someone who needs to will hear it…
Lovely, Rob. The shape reminds me of an inverted Christmas tree- scaling back the busyness to what matters.
Yes, I see it VJ. Bjorn pointed out it was the essence of the sentiments expressed, balancing on the promise kept…
Good writing, Rob. Wonderful sentiment for the end of the year. Or anytime, really…
Thank you Susan, hopefully someone, who needs to be, is listening…:-)
It really is sad that we forget the simpler days of love and caring that brought people together rather than attitudes pushing them apart Nicely done. Turn it over for a Christmas Tree!
The world will never go back to those kinder gentler times, I just intend to keep speaking out in hope that this planet does not emotionally collapse in upon itself. You found my inverted tree Dwight. But If I turn it over my wife will make me help her decorate the damned thing. One a season is more than enough… 🙂
‘Beauty was in all we touched’ so true
I hope we keep our child like wonder alive and I am sure we can keep these promises for our future generation…
Peace!
I hope we begin to realize we are the earth’s custodians, preserving it for future generations… we are unfortunately ptone to irresponsibility…
I love the shape of this poem, Rob, like an icicle or the point of a star. I also like the shift from the nostalgic ‘remembering when dreams were young’ to hopes and dreams in tomorrow’s promise.
Best wishes for a joy-filled Christmas and a happy new year!
I just hope it’s not symbolic of a countdown Kim… the entire body of the content balances on the possibility of a promise kept… I was being nostalgic of the time when the promise of a tomorrow was honored. I hope we can remain that confidant of our tomorrows…
What a lovely idea—tomorrow, a promise kept!
In better days Jane, the stability of our tomorrow’s were promised, and that was a “promise kept”, because we never used to fear the uncertainty of our tomorrow’s. In these days however, things are so unsettled, the guarantee of tomorrow isn’t quite as certain. Many people don’t make it to their tomorrow. But I am hoping, and this poem is my voice raised, that we can return to those more stable times that I describe in this piece. And everyone’s tomorrow’s will be promises kept.
oh for remembering when dreams were young and so were we, a sweet poem Rob and so love the Christmas tree you have put up, blessings for 2019
We all can be young of spirit Gina, and perhaps find that inclusive love that we felt once – the world needs a little inclusive love right now…
I love the way the construction of this poem visually asks the reader to slow down and focus. This is such a touchingly earnest piece. It makes me take a deep breath and hope that we find a way to remember what hope felt like.
The form played a very key role in my writing of this poem Rommy, because I wanted to stress the need to make our tomorrows full of promise, and honesty… so I drove the shape down to that point.
I like the shape of this – it, and the content, remind me of that first shaft of light traveling through Stonehenge to mark the winter solstice.
Christine, what a beautiful and powerful perspective on the shape of this piece. I love ehat you envision here! 🙂 As I commented to Rommy above, the shape was intentional to lead the poem to the point of keeping tomorrow(s) full of promise, and honest integrity…
A most beautiful, beautiful write, Rob! ?? Love the artwork too! 🙂
Thank you very much Sanaa, very gracious comment. I see you were trying to insert an emoji. I apologize that my blog doesn’t seem to understand them. Mine is a long-standing template, from a time before emoji’s. I am trying to solve the issue.
kaykuala
tomorrow was
a promise kept
There is so much at stake that it seems likely every promise has to be kept less one falters. Very incisive take Rob!
Hank
Thank you Hank, appreciate the compliment…
kaykuala
would that the world pause with me this night
with open heart and thoughts of possibility
There is so much hope given the extent of damage that is still going on. Very incisive take Rob!
Hank
Hi Hank, this got caught in spam for some reason, sorry…
A beautiful poem!!
Thank you very much Annell, I am very pleased you enjoyed it… 🙂
truth was bedrock
tomorrow was
a promise kept
It’s an acknowledgment of the appreciation of truth being the sincerest of elements governing life!
Hank
I agree Hank, no doubt.
Reminds me of how we all felt as a child …
It’s that sense of possibility we need to recover. Instead, we seem to be turning to the dark side Margaret…
Life always offers promise it is just that as the years pass, the promises change and we must be alert to see them.
With this crazy world we live in Roslyn, I am far more worried if there will even be a promise of a tomorrow. I dearly hope so for my grandson’s sake, but the odds diminish everyday, now that the inmates are running the asylum…
Nice shape poem, gets to the point so well.
Thank you Lona… 🙂
A lovely poem of hope and promise, Rob. Thank you!
Wishing you a very happy holiday season and a happy new year, too!
I appreciate the kind compliment Merril, and may your holidays and new year be wonderful as well! 🙂