Best Amongst Poems

They walk amongst us, but in silent ways,
spreading peace and love without any praise.
When thunder roars and lightning strikes in rain
they watch over us, healing bleeding pain.

Yet we do not see their celestial light,
nor do they shed feathers within our sight.
Happy to hide behind unknown faces,
empathy guides them to deprived places.

Heal and soothe, they prevent...

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But you—the wild one
You were compulsive, fiery and inventive
I had my share of the wild and free
But you were molded from them—with insane beauty
Despite our differences we remained together
Perhaps you think I mean to save you—tame you
But I merely long to contain the sun
And hinder the pervasive burns
So that in so doing, I may always...

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Rose petals blossoming out from the heart softly silk 
starbursts brightly sitting a regal flower kissed 

By loving sunshine sweet glowing beauty dances 
your delicate curling petals so beautiful 

Like a butterfly's wings fluttering eyelids mist
engaged upon a glance sweet fragrance whispered dew 

Embalmed by the perfume of such treasure found gift  
it is...

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As you know, dear one
I border emotions that perhaps are an enigma to you
You look up to me at times with the highest respect
When you and I both know we are leveled 
I dedicate to you a speech above the most precious jewels
My words surely don’t climb among or above the highness of great
But I...

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As a perfect scar, is the morning star,
illumed as Hemera asleep and dreamy
upon the breasts of Nyx, cold and homey,
staring, so stoic in gaze, perfect scar.

Of settings and fanta-scenes of my soul
she reminds. Of wild eyes cremating forms
and preserving mummies amid ash storms
she reminds. Of words bleeding from my bowl...

Of a plum, all of her...

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Winds whipping my soul
Coldness wont let go
White squalls blind my hopes
What for do I exist at all

Birch trees sway in the wind
Dancing to skies grey and grim
Pathways lead only to graves
Alone I lie amongst the trees...

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Starring into the dross of amber brew
no face see I reflected, simply hollow I.
The stein of crystal tells no fortune spare,
nor one of bounty, yet what is true?
With drink, I dredge the pain of life anew
and wallow in the grain of cheaper wares, 
degrade myself and blame fate, for my strife,
ignoring all God's gift, so...

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c r e s t f a l l e n 
                   lapis lazuli 
                      ...

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Every day feels like a race
Always some job to do
Or person to please
I'm all over the place

I always thought it was just me
Looking to escape the madness
Even just for an hour
Somewhere to flee

I found a spot
For peace and quiet
And a cheeky little beverage
Which can't be too hot

I found a friend whilst there
Who sat with me...

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The homeless are forced to beg on the streets:
their shame cuts deeper than the eye can see.
So, before you label them deadbeats:
ask yourself, what if that beggar was me?

But for the grace of God, that could be you,
relying on compassion and pity.
Stop and consider what they're going through,
panhandling in the dregs of the city.

You cannot...

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amongst the billions of people
there be some very sensitive
to others feelings...pains
sensed and unconscious
expression digested
they present statistical
probability they can read minds...
that is only just part of this 'scenario'
a situation where-in people hide...

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"Do not go gentle into that good night."
"Rage, rage against the dying of the light."
Quote By Dylan Thomas

Smoky clouds float above slate skies.  
Powdery alabaster flakes of snow glide to the earth.  
A frozen taste of grief hovers in the breeze,  
while maniacal machinery grinds close by.  
The scent of industrial...

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Spiritual beings blessed by a grace from on high, angelical creatures
Soaring between sunlight and twilight’s over cast of shadows, 
Hush now be still, listen children of humanity for the swooshing
Of their ivory wings ever lightly beating against the currents
Of infinity!
Perfections gliding figures of everlasting beauty, unbound, 
Cascading within the torrents storms, laughing with pure joy...

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float amongst wet clouds

leave innocent vapor trails

destiny follows



June 3rd, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)

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

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Life is like a video, with recordable memories like a music tape
Our minds are very brilliant, that we can re-play things we have seen
Through the valley of poverty, our minds are responsible for every action
Through the Wonders of Miseries, still remains the Responsibility of our Minds
Sometimes we come across choice less situations, yet our minds...

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