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Where Reveries Reside

Tears subside,
hushed breaths draw ebbing tide,
soft virgin sands, un-walked and damp, shine.

A delicate filigree of silvery brine
brings an interlude where grief and beauty entwine,
gently swaying between now and then.

Thoughts of ‘remember when’
stir again.

Scattered far and wide,
bygones shimmer in rock pools,
scents on breezes ride...
elusive remnants of love
under bitter-sweet moonlight.

There is a place where reveries reside,
ensconced in time between the lows and highs,
where troubles disappear in ocean’s sighs
and hopes return with happiness inside.

Where shades of blue, and rose hues coincide
to nurture promises of sweet reprise,
there is a place where reveries reside,
ensconced in time between the lows and highs.

A haven to reflect on love’s divide,
recall that smile, the twinkle of those eyes
with fondness, then let woven dreams arise
with threads of gilded memories to guide...
this is the place where reveries reside.

**For Jared Pickett's Trois Par Huit /Tanka/Rondel contest

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LOVE God is always love Forever seek the kingdom; Praise the creator Keep giving what you can give Please endure until the end ANGELS Beautiful Heavens Protecting the meek ones earth Watching over us Helping us to cope with life Comforted with hope and trust MUSIC When you find rhythm You find your hearts inner core Celebrate the times Make them better than before Reminisce and dance all night

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By Myself

the whole world is gray clouds march with a dark intent tides fall into the sky perhaps morning will be blue ...and smell of lavender

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Claw foot Sanctuary

Refuge lies in ripples
Her head rests
on white porcelain
Fragrant lavender recalls childhood
Memory rises with the mist

For Chris's contest ~

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A haven of repose-w

Solitude value
Depends on one’s self only
Prison, heaven, hell
It may be sanctuary, 
As we ourselves make it up.


Fifth place winner in

Contest: T(H)anka Me by Chris Aeichtner

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A wall between

Loves call awaits me

    Or perhaps it is knocking

        What if I answer

            Once opened finding no one 

                Only a wall between us

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kiss of venus fly trap 
suck the marrow from my bones,
encase my heart, secrete,
dissolve the myth of wings... 
death be true to death

*love,death or truth may be the sanctuary
  depending on the situation.

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"Mended Cracks"

The cracks in my heart

                       can barely be seen by eye

                                                  only felt with words

                       and a reflection of pain

that you have also been through...

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Half Truth Dreams

Lump of bitter dreams
In waking, tough to swallow
In sleep, liquid pools
to be tasted, drank silver,
only to metal harden.

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The Watch

Assuming the watch
Among the fallen heroes
Symbolic eagle
Touching American hearts
A patriotic sun rise

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Pit of hell feelings
With despair and inner pain 
Mounting and growing
As sadness becomes my food
My only true sustenance

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A Good Night's Sleep

I gather my dreams Place them under my pillow Drift out of this world Sleep softens the rough edges Awake with new day's promise
For Brian's contest

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A Forest of Dreams

Deep in the forest Where moonbeams work their magic Fairies come to dance Laughing at human concerns Dreams that rest a broken heart

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heartbreaking aqua
tears tearing from lashed sighs
run in wakes of blue
endless fountain of grief’s fall
wipe salt filled eyes  

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autumn star glimmers

lighting boughs on threadbare trees

          I count seasons back---

while eyes gaze at  young moon’s love

and shiver alone in chills

Suzette Crous’ Tanka- the Pivot Contest
By nette onclaud

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Live Life to the completely—
Seek always new adventures.
Find your destiny . . . 
	 Emphasis the positive . . . 
Always give your best effort!

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved, 
Schoeningen, Germany (November 12, 2014)
(Tanka poetic format)

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Just Another Day

Overwhelming skies
Bursting with colours so bright
Encompassing souls
With that brilliant star of gold
That lifts a spirit so "blue"

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A Treasure in Stone

A treasure in stone
found in one’s wilderness staid
searched for a piece whole
in need of the seed renewed
to enlighten the whole world.

© Harry J Horsman 2014

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Task at hand


As I stand in my kitchen, my hands shape the dough intent on making a pie.... “Who’s hands are those?” I wonder… I see mother’s signature
____________________________________ For Brian Strand's Contest "Five Lines Down"

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standing beneath
the cold waterfall
my sins and the heat
swept from body and soul
by nature's baptism

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An Emptiness Within

     outside my
            closed  fists,
     an          emptiness

© kash poet

Placement:1st; (November  2012)


Sponsor: Joann Grisetti

##Gogyoka, is a form of Japanese poetry pioneered by Enta Kusakabe in 1957 in his quest to find freedom from the constraints of tanka poetry. Unlike tanka, gogyoka does not have any syllable requirement for the length of its lines. The only hardfast rule of gogyoka is that the poem should be five lines long, with line breaks occurring as a result of natural breath-pattern, which is individual to a particular speaker and their language.


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Evil Follows Good

evil follows good
hatred and chaos ensue
     repent to gain peace
          the fire burns within the heart
abundance, our legacy 

[The kyoka is to the tanka what senryu is to the haiku.] 

Please see the blog (dated 1 December 2012) with this title for the legend which had inspired this poem.

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Beauty in Motion

His smile awaiting
His bright eyes like deep, dark pools
Skin so unblemished 
His walk---so swift and so smooth
Intense skipping of my heart

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No turning back

A Mothers Meditation

I taught her better.
I didn’t want this for her
She’s followed my tracks
Look at her, life is ruined
She knows not what she’s done

	The Daughters Disposition

	Wow, what did I do?
	I can’t bear the pain she flaunts
	Her disappointment…
	Stings… like a swift kick inside
	What on earth was I thinking?

A Teen Dad’s Train of Thought

Did I? I didn’t!
It wouldn’t have felt as good…
She took the pill right?
What if, she was with other guys?
What do I tell my parents?

"Studies and surveys of young teen males show they are worried the pleasure 
experienced during intercourse will diminish with the use of a condom."

All rights reserved
Contest: Mom, I’M PREGNANT!

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Mirror Reflection

There as I’m standing I sure see my reflection In a cold mirror On the wall across the way As light cascades down on it It does seem as though Stark and harsh in appearance The rugged mirror Pulls life in, pulsates some out A semblance of what it sees A gorgeous image If there is something pretty That presents itself In line with the great mirror Then life sees beauty as well We desire to see Life with a beautiful base Want for perfection I see me in the mirror So what do I make of it… What is it I truly see?
Russell Sivey

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---rose petals garden

rose petal's garden
thorns raking an open eye
trimmed bush barren bare
blood let the face of mourning---
sweet cherry of virgin light

Contest: Tanka me a Dream
Poet: Debbie Guzzi

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System Overload

Darkness consumes me
Corrupted thoughts take over
Soul becomes hollow
Self castigation occurs
Tears of blood destroys all hope

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His Last Wish

Draped in twilight's veil that December afternoon was slipping past him; how he wished to pause time once in the twilight of his life. A late waking up; standing on the edge of life with his muffled voice he prayed for a reversal of the time and of his life. Glimpses of childhood, mother's lap as his pillow, colourful days' call, how he wanted all those back just for once, in this twilight. © kash poet ===============000===============

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pride of Ephraim

"a Didactic Tanka"

   bright were the arrows,
      struck the pride of Ephraim.
          Ephraim harlot…
            `pride she stood, as city’s queen,
               `pride’s econ, icon no more.
                 For Carolyn
                 A Contest: Remembering 9/11

My heart goes out for the sake of innocent lives lost in this inferno. In no way, is my verse meant to be insensitive to this tragedy of innocent lives lost. I just want to write about the higher precept reason, misunderstood, behind the game and not the end human concept stress. Love's energy policy must be balanced it has damages imposed in the economics of the human concept of greed. It is only that I think this game to be  fulfillment of biblical prophecy. Read in Jeremiah Chapter 51:11-14 kjv to justify the prediction of which I speak. The world monetary policy led by America is the image of a prostitute.(c kjv Rev. Chapter 17&18) This economy as is must be destroyed. (Rev. 17:16-18)

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Morning Sunshine

Soft through the window The light greets my sleepy eyes Thoughts lazily float Anticipating the day And the sweet warmth of sunshine
Written 10/15/12

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Can you hear the sound

     a voice calling out to you

        whispers of times gone

            a could have should have would have

                  regret is a lonely tune...

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My worst enemy:
Masochistic sabotage
There’s no solution
To rescue me from myself
That will end without defeat

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Wisdom Dictates- Five Second Sermon

Pastor sermonized,
one fine Sunday years ago
about gossiping.
No one ever forgot it.
“Gossip hurts. Shut your big mouths!” 

for John Freeman's "Sayings of Wisdom" Contest.
     Pure, simplistic and easy to understand. : ) 8/4/11

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self-portrait... - tanka

light won't reach my eyes...
for where my eyes carry me
light isn't born yet...
i'm only a wanderer
among dry unspoken words...

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The Devil I Be

In a perfect world
I would not exist as me,
In a perfect world
I would be kind and loving,
You that invented my name.

© Harry J Horsman 2013   

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Pass the Salt

early sunrise
sugarcoats the morning mood
masking last night's news
in a charade of cheer
melting frozen, salty tears 

sun's antidote
sweetens my attitude
I must embrace 
new beginnings, and rub salt
into wounds of yesterday

For Andrea Detrich's Contest: "Sweet or Salty"

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Time for a Wish

cold white moonlight drapes
diamonds all around me
dances with shadows
as curtains move with the wind
time to make that perfect wish

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The discussion point—
I Be, I Am, I Exist.
Being is presence.
	 Philosophers Rejoice, Yes . . . 
The mortal plane is confirmed!

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved, 
Schoeningen, Germany (November 12, 2014)
(Tanka poetic format) 

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Uncertainty beats,
Traverse through chords of my heart,
Mind keeps pulling strings,
Apprehension overwhelms,
Firm decision sets the rhyme !

Tanks- 5/7/5/7/7
Written September 22nd, 2014
For contest 'Any new poem' by Alfred Vassallo

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Getting it together

Hate bedewed with youth
power to impair one’s kin,
grace in growing old
a time to regret, lament...
grandson, reflection of time.

© Harry J Horsman 2012     

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The Flower

a downcast face
stares at the curlicues
forming symbols
he loves me petals
grow upon the flower

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Somewhere A Light Shines

somewhere a light shines

somewhere my love is hidden

hiding away unbidden

I cannot remember where

solitude's remorse

(February 9, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

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‘n droë aster in gister se half-Jack bottel in al sy glorie lê dit blootgestel die Woord my redding *** a dried aster in yesterday’s half-Jack bottle in all its glory it lies exposed the Word my salvation

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A Secular Battle Cry

all is relative.
all should like to be a part
of this family.
absolutes just exist in
the mind of the creator.

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the holy see

The Holy See 

Pope Benedict
Hands in his purple dress 
Fed up and tired 
Wonder if God in heaven 
Has not gone and retired too

Who will stand up
And defend the Christians 
A vanishing group 
In the sea of intolerant Islam 
Cowardly is our silence 

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easily given not so easily taken admitting the need or if given without thought may bring unexpected tears

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Life Goes On

Hiding behind smiles Broken hearts beat a rhythm And life will go on But with a certain sadness Clouding possibility

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Beauty and the Beast

Beauty and the beast
Both have possession of me
Beast won't let me go
Beauty tries for mastery
In your eyes is the real me...

Eileen Manassian Ghali

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Sun Unveils Herself

sun unveils herself
red sings out to carress her
shameless disarray
beckons her with his calling
greens from past lives fade away

(August 22nd, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

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Will Strands Of Thread Hold

Will strands of thread hold

Hidden thoughts within my mind

Words never spoken

Fearing to give utterance

Or will silence be broken.

(February 9, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

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For one split second
I know myself    see clearly
Then    the sudden void
As one who falls    perishes
Descending from some high place

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Leaves Travel About

leaves travel about
blowing upon Autumn winds
branches are revealed
October masks September
quietly as an Autumn

© Christine A Kysely All Rights Reserved
Wausau, Wisconsin USA
October 12, 2011

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The New Coolness

the new coolness
resting in the old swing
without him
gaining courage
to rake the leaves

the new coolness
without him by my side
looking ahead
facing challenges
expecting snow

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Weighing Reflections

Weighing Reflections

while listening
to the early birds singing
my mind, longing
for the break of day
ending nights contemplations

thoughts cluster still
on the edge of darkness
as concerns mound
tripping the days awakening
with apprehension

sipping coffee
as the sun peeps its head
realities, hanging
on the rim of reflection
bartering questions queued

early birds
catching their worms?
trivial nonsense
against life’s ledger
marked in black on white

a bed of petals
scattered in a briar patch
may smell sweet---
thorns hidden from view
wearing rose hued shades

All Rights Reserved @ Debra Squyres 2013

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Fear is A Prison

                                                  Fear is a prison - 
                                    Unseen chains bind you from truth,
                                               Removing freedom,
                                    Shackling your future, your dreams,
                                          Holding your life in bondage. 

                                                Fear is a roadblock - 
                                        Blocking you from your desires,  
                                                Torturing your soul,  
                                           Stifling your creative juices,
                                      Holding you back from greatness. 

                                                Fear is not from God - 
                                         He can break fear's grip on you,
                                              He can loose your chains.
                                         Freedom is yours, if you'll ask.
                                          Fear need not be your master.

For Chris's Another Chance to Swing contest

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two new tanka


Winter and cloudy 
At the hotel by the sea
Misfortune and ghosts  
No change for the gas metre
Long walks and bitter overcoat 

Anchored in the bay 
The old ship tug anchor 
No new charter 
Abandoned by her owner
Humiliating rust drips. 

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Today I dropped words

between cracks in the pavement:

half-written screenplays.

My muse, a cappuccino,

conjures romance while I sip.

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Do You Want to See?

See oh psychic eye
Reveal to me this future
Shrouded in secrets
Oh Whisper fortuneteller
Of this paranormal show.

Silence psychic eye
Reveal nothing more of this 
Of worlds unspoken
Such wisdom requires time
I’m not sure I want to know.

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Sanctuary Within

mind escape
calm and eloquence abides
through life storms....
make a home within my thoughts
no room for the world in there

3/7/3/7/7 Tanka

* for Chris D. Aechtner's contest "T(hanka) You"

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Soft Peony Clouds

soft peony clouds
ensconced with wet petals
drops of liquid sun
pools in earthly hollows
reflect sky and earth as one

(June 19, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin USA)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

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ilan pang tangka sa tanka

watching the leaves 
touching damp earth
I walk on, (pondering)—
how graceful they fall
     so unlike me


feathered silence folded in paper tickled— with the sound of your laughter
************************************************************ holding the plum bowl glass shatters as my fingers slip my heart along with it ************************************************************ listening in entomology class I yawn…. swallowing a mosquito ************************************************************
creased with silence letting go of that paper boat— I write your name in water
************************************************************ a few (ilan) of my attempts (tangka) at writing some tanka some time ago, they probably don't even qualify as tanka? these aren't related with each other though... Also me just trying to see if formatting will hold this time? The other day when I tried it, it did (even from Word) now, even from notepad, the formatting is all aligned to the left? Lemme see center now if it stays as centered (ok, it actually does). But aligning it to the right doesn't seem to stay though?

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tranquil reflection
your windows are deceiving
your image is flawed
reveal your inmost turmoil 
set pandemonium loose

March 31, 2012
any ONE New or Older than 2 years OLD TANKA - CONTEST

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Year Ending

                                                     one by one days pass
                                                     another year is ending
                                                       regret fills my soul
                                                     for days I let slip away
                                                    without paying attention

12/17/11  For Rick Parise's 5 - 8 line poetry contest.

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A moonlight's dream

There, by the moonlight
Me and my dark knight do dance
My dress is silver
The same colour as moonbeam
Tonight I am lost in love

The night will end soon
I lament when my knight leaves
Will he come again?
I rest my heart on patience
Till I shall be in his arms

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Depressive Fog

Darkness surrounds me
I reside in a black cloud
That brings me closer
To death descending into
a dungeon I can't escape

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Which Direction Now

Which direction now

Lick your finger, place in wind

Breeze stay behind me

Wisk me to some welcome shores.

Storm clouds need not know my face.

(January 16, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

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September comes-w

September comes
Makes me a year older
I take colours of
The falling leaves
In my autumnal days.

See the mid-night moon
Of September sky.
How we fornicated 
Till the early hours of
October Sun.


10th place win

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Branches Hide Dark Trout

branches hide dark trout
swimming beneath truth of light
floating secret lives
in deep wanton quiet pools
verity lives amongst them

(June 18, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin USA)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

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With The Naked Eye

man gives a woman
a kiss and a once-over
without his glasses.
he kisses her again and 
says, "i love you as you are."

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Silent Quiet Night

silent quiet night
trees beneath deep blankets sleep
thick stores of sap lie dormant
wait to slowly awaken
browns will fade to blooming greens

© Christine A Kysely All Rights Reserved
(December 8th, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)

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mourning no loss

I weep not for you
I cry not for a failed hope,
a dream discarded,
but only sigh and lay these
small words at the feet of time.

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Eyes On The Inside

Eyes on the inside

Dreaming of the outside world

Safer to be there

Than to be found wandering

On an endless inner sea.

(February 9, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

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pulsating rhythms

carrier of the hidden

invisible hearts desires

mover of life's breath

possessor of one's longings.



(February 9, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

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on the wind
a bell tolls
memories surface
words unerased-
the image fades

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arcs of light shadows 
may appear for a short while
 humming quietly
 dancing inside small circles
 they appear and then are gone
arcs d'ombres de lumière
 peuvent apparaître pendant une courte période
 fredonner tranquillement
 danse à l'intérieur de petits cercles
 elles apparaissent puis disparaissent
© Christine A Kysely All Rights Reserved
 (December 17th, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)

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Disaster Scaled Down

single samara
swiveling down creates a
great impediment
for minute passing life and
a dam for trickling water.

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Unable to pen
but one line to devotion,
I am left to find
inspiration only in
this, my striking lack thereof

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Sky Reflects Autumn

sky reflects Autumn
leaves dancing amongst bright clouds
golden autumn sun 
mirrors glorious color
gray skies on near horizon

© Christine A Kysely All Rights Reserved
Wausau, Wisconsin USA
October 11, 2011

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Bright light's all around me passin through.
wondering where and when am I going to find you,but silly me to 
my supprise that i've been fooled this whole time.I've waited around this whole time yet 
you were already here.

Fast cars,flashing light's,beating harts filled with fright courius of what happening 
tonight.Weeping willow's are sleeping trees that dream of lasting seasion's like 
spring,along with cheerping birds flying south that match these vibrating words pouring 
from my mouth water fall's rain drops ticking bombs won't stop,and all this madness i have 
seen today has made me happy in it's own way.

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Different Effects

breaks out, when you scream and shout,
unless you use salve,
you are being arrested,
or you have turret's syndrome.

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A boy in dark blue
With blue feelings held inside
Always unhappy
Then one day he set his mind
Looking past what others said.

Written by

Cecil Hickman

Written for

Sponsor Francine Roberts 
Contest Name "blue" 

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O pretty color
of skies, seas and gorgeous eyes...
spread joy, not sadness!  
Spring has bluebells in meadows,
winter has four months of blues!

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I lie awake here,
Thinking of past wrongdoings,
And wish I had known.
Knew that you would deserve more,
That I'd be the best, for you.

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Looking Just to See

looking just to see

just to see what can be seen

quiet awaits me

questioning not the future

nor the present, nor the past

(April 6, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin) 

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

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Sun Mounts Horizon

sun mounts horizon

morning makes love to new day

pinks blend with yellows

kiss of night soon forgotten

distant like a memory

(June 2nd, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

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Gambling for Closure


With set of four suits a house of cards has been built Shaky foundation its collapse tumble values Those jokers removed balance

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Area In The Periphery

gnats, hovering in a 
tear drop, battle dust motes for
room.  a peaceful wind
separates them.  i should be
glad with my personal space.

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You Don't Have To Be A Star

embraces the lot of us.
differences should be the 
determinant of self worth.

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Crazily I walk.
Into a forgotten dream,
I see it appear.
A desire I created.
Now a disgrace I regret.

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We are slaves to it. Passion. It is who we are. We answer its call, fulfilling our deepest dreams. Embracing even the pain.

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Standing At The Bus Stop Midmorning

there's a man reading
divine Scriptures out loud.  light
shimmers on rain pools.
someone has left a sugar 
cube on the curb -- all is sweet.

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One Happy Medium

moderation is
the key to the vulgarness
of polar extremes.
it allows balance of mind
over matter and your dreams.

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Who I Am

                                                   I am who I am
                                       Nothing more and nothing less
                                                   Created by God
                                         A lump of clay being shaped - 
                                            A work of art in progress.

  Written by Kim Merryman
   For Brian Strand's "Up to Five" contest

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Get out of my head
Stop reading this, please listen
What are you doing?
Are you really that intrigued?
Spoiler Alert: Read a book.

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Created by kids
special words, hidden phrases
 the meaning across so quick
adults blinded by culture

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New Face in Mirror

In the bright mirror I can see somebody else Who is this new face? Am I struck with amnesia? Or do I need new glasses? New face is a fright Pale, tired, long and so worn Is it really me? I cannot recall before My reflection in mirrors

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Paper Airplanes Sail Above

Unseen white contrails

Paper airplanes sail above

Unwritten, unheard

Blank sheets flying through my mind

Silent, legendary jetstreams.



(January 17, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

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Star Light

Glowing light delights Onlookers from far below Twinkling sparkling star Born above to invite all Observers to see new "Baby"
Inspired by Linda-Marie's contest Not an entry....

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Mind's Eye Mandela

Mind's eye mandela

My anchored threads of thought

Internal musings

Spun into my soul's fine cloth

Tether me to life's hard earth.


(January 16, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

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Hold Your Head Up High

Hold your head up high

Elegantly Stand...Walk...Love...

Breathe your daily air

Eternity soon brings end

No earthly tears to follow.



(January 20, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

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Shooting stars (Bull's eye)

Mistaken for stars
Alien ammo, warning
“Humans, stay from mars”
Consistently practicing
Moving target, direct hit

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The Mirror

My pain does not show
I bury it far too deep
the pain in my soul
I hide away from myself
then the mirror shows my eyes

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What is happiness I hear you ask pray say?
Is it material content or is that just here say
Is it maybe truth divine with a satire to boot
Or is it not unconditional love so astute?
Say pray tell for me who know not?

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Topsy Turvy World

Is it really, real?

Twist of unreality

Unlucky fatal thoughts

What I see out my window

Unwanted conscious scenes.

(January 23, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved


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Be Kind

Try some tenderness.
Take a stand against the crowd.
Kindness is so rare.
Let it guide you,help you grow.
Be the person you can be.

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               Be affirmative
                         Smile,bray and be positive
                                              Don't in drug test - LIVE!
                                                           Pregnancy? - never, BELIEVE!
                                                                                    Not at all times - Positive...

  *****~~~~*****       <3    (^_^)   <3        ******~~~~~******

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Rambunctious Theater

Catcalls, lewd comments
and humor at the movies:
is it the picture
or the acts at the picture
that we have all come to see?

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Darkest, Deepest Night

Darkest, deepest night

Mirror of limbs against sky

Lapis are the trees.

Heavy internal silence

Sad reflection, crying moon.


(January 16, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

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a passion for words
lost in thought with pen in hand
feeling euphoric
vibrant colors in my mind
observations to be shared

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an image Tanka

spoor tracks
the virgin snow-
footsteps of yesteryear
echo in my mind

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deep in the pool
the harvest moon
bleak and surreal
too soon the image
dissolves in space

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Sweep me under from above

Deep tones, Deep ocean

Intonation of my love

Hold forever, with no end.


(January 20, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

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Holding On To Autumn

Holding Autumn's hair

Leaves blow lover's dead kisses

Eyes closed to future

Desperate to leave her not

Winter's cruel separation.



(January 23, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

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Empty, Unloved, Perfection

Pearls about her neck

White silk drapes upon her breast

Shadowy, sad heart

Soft folds shape a silhouette

Empty, unloved, perfection.


(January 20, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

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What remains beyond
lingering breaths, the silence
where laughter once lived?

I wait, counting the number
of days since last you kissed me.

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Cognitive Dissonance

it's like having a
foreign object embedded
in an orifice
that it wasn't meant to be 
in, but it fits really snug.

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An Adage Add-On

a penny saved is
a penny earned. just make sure
you spend it wisely,
give to the charity of
your choice and pay your taxes.

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Wounded Wishes

Of broken wishes,
like twisted, cracked twigs once green,
we speak in whispers
hoping to graft them to limbs
gently taped, repaired, to bloom.

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Misshaped Heart After Love

a vase slammed on a 
burner:  the gold melts and all
contents of the vase
lie in repose -- gold encased
flowers and water steaming.

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Shine To Shimmer

glitter sparkling in 
my make-up , in my hair, and
in my nail polish
makes me feel thrown from the stars
to luster-hungry earth.

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If Love Is Bought, It's A Mirage

love not agape
only the lonely can see
the truth of the farce --
requited love that's only
real with surrendered assets.

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I crave the release
from the anguish of loving
the joy of my pain

whether by the grace of you
or by sweet sleep, forgetting.

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Breaking The Ice

anecdotes and jokes
are a way to loosen up.
they change a person's
visage in moments to joy
or flashing consternation.

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A Steadfast Relationship

Pet Rock in my palm,
invent of late twentieth
century and hard
mass of mineral, able
to soothe without sediment.

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Summer Stalking

Yesterday at noon
I sat alone in the sun
afraid to be seen
at last you sat down nearby
I smiled at you ~ my PREY!

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A Friend to Silence

A listener's ear,
simpatico, soft shoulders,
collecting tear stains,
from my variegated voice,
the empty air has become.

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The Light

I notice the door
I can see the light at last
it beckons me 'Come'

Outside, to dispel this dark
that it threatens me sometimes.

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Summer Tanka

above the still strand
shrieks of seagulls
die on the inshore breeze-
our twin footsteps disappear
as sunset dissolves

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Fortune And Faith

offers more than just chance.  it
breathes live into faith
with an opulent fire.
an opal burning awake.

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The Story Goes On

blade of grass is in
seven shredded pieces.  one
wish scatters with the
pieces -- confetti caught up
in gravity dodging wind.

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The salt on my face
I wish I could see the light
My days are nothing
The crack over my heart forms
From it the crimson blood spills

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Shame For Feign

a kiss on the cheek
is fair as fair can be.  a
kiss on the mouth, and
it might become love or just
an endearment casualty.

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Tale Erectus

a telephone pole --
partial remains of a tree
now wearing wires
instead of leaves -- stands tall.
its splinters decry its new woods.

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Mental Corolla Enrichment

chicories in the
morning -- the many eyes of
God analyzing
our virtue's readiness to
shed light on others' petals.

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Look Around For Understanding

tear down to create
and begin. shiver at the 
thought of this aspect? 
this can be explained in the
duality of Shiva.

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Watch What You Think

blue sentiments make
mental sediment, so clear
your mind.  point your face
towards the sky, or you'll have
an ostrich's head in sand.

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Tweezers -- Another Use

of rage can be achieved in
plucking thorns, splinters,
and shards of glass when the chance
arrives -- very cathartic.

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everyone has some 
beauty inside of him or
her -- whether it is
great or small or can be seen
or not.  it gives them merit.

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Ocean like calmness
Showers of refreshing spray
Erupting fury
Volcanic oblivion
Everyday the tides turn

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it's good when playing
just don't walk the plank,
operate a vehicle,
or sign legal paperwork.

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with a tremor of light-
daybreak tinges
the nigrescent sky grey-
the horizon appears
distinct in my mind's eye

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Don't Be Afraid

it is as real as
is in optimism;
thirteen is a scare if there
is cognitive dissonance.