Best Knarled Poems

Shifting haze, so slowly trailing
Through wood and field, now veiling
Melancholy skies, holding back the tears
With wild geese flying to meet other years.
Flames of crimson torches...

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Frightened by the darkness of this eerie night

Crystal eyes cracked, by the horror of its sight

A phantom amid the forest of these petrified trees

Of barrened...

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,It's like some long lost fairy tale 
That's handed down through time
But couldn't be, as you will see
For this strange tale is mine.

I chose to...

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Fairies Gala

Fairies waltz on branches of oak 
In cool, misty haze of morning dawn

translucent wings laced with fine golden strands
fluttering 'midst dense new leaves
glistening in...

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ancient live oak trees
shaped by the wind and water...
knarled limbs moss' home  

Written Tuesday June 04, 2013...

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The acrylic line pulled taught as he bit down.
The lake was so still as to mimic a black oil slick -
She suddenly breaks away and...

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dragonfly orchids

soft knarled petals, fragile bones

blooms open and close.

 

 

(January 31, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)

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

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How do I love thee? Let me count thy faults.
Many to list, many to count, many more to say,
Things to fix, things to change, oh!
I...

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Knarled and broken 
Sounds escaped long ago
And echoed from wall to wall
A triumphant beating of silent drums
The symphony is over the conductor
Has left his post...

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Twas winter when I fell alone,
one drop from hurting skies;
That showed all the hurt and pain,
deep within the core of eyes.

The Raven flew and let...

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As the Robins dart across
Ignoring the clouds of gray
And cold breeze with the dry air
Bob their heads eating a bug

Something to me not there
The Redbuds...

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Knarled tree hanging on by the sea
Fighting or surviving a tet-a-te
No! Just being, resting, in the wind
Stronger than the lighthouse built by man




(God be with...

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It is her words at the center of it
I only print this as a tribute to it.
Here is the poem Deborah Guzzi wrote
Here is passion...

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As the Robins dart across the grass
Ignoring the clouds of gray
Cold breeze and cold dry air
Every so often they bob their heads
Eating a bug or...

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THE FARAWAY TREE

The faraway tree is a monumental mystery its sentiment is gripped 
Within magical history 
As i connect to its enchanting beauty i wonder...

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