Best Possessor Poems

The child is a poet with innocent eyes
		And a bumpity A-B-C rhyme,
		A dancer whose feet with the rhythm of life
		Move in jubilant one-two-three time.

		The child...

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I rise from deep within the earth
out of pressured lavas

I rise above the level into
breathable realms

I rise following the risen
He who set my path and
monitors...

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When morning comes and grass is dewed, 
one looks beyond the window's view
The crimson sky, announces you
You spread a warmth, with revelry, 
You take our...

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"The Mirror of Lost Sees: Theophany"



The You in me
possessor of knowledge
heir of the prophets
I Am, the friend of He
the me in You, waits patiently 
watching...

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1. Earth

The designated household steward
Formidable, resourceful, and replenishable
Overseer of life advancement
Protector of the realm 

2. Air

The dynamic life giver
Atmospheric regulator and ventilator
Breathable qualities regenerative properties
Possessor...

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The most beautiful girl in the world.

Have you seen her? 
The most beautiful girl in the world!
I have! And she is a wonder to behold
She...

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Once upon a time, there lived a boy called Simon.
He was an ordinary boy who did what ordinary nine year old
boys do: collecting bugs and...

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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,...

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when staring at e. e. cummings’ little ‘i’
—not reading,
it reminds me of st. francis’ sublime yet humble lowly jesus:
“he hides himself under the little form...

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Quietly, the memory of my grandfather manifested itself,
In the colors and shimmers of the Holy Spirit, 
I saw his human face,
The familiar lines, the flesh,
The...

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As I walk under a sky
Of thousands shades of blue
With the sun kiss warmth
Touching my skin
All I can think about
Is only you
Possessor of my soul,
Why...

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I am the river that flows into the sea
I am the river bed giving passage to the river
I am the floor creating the river flow,...

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Mutuma was alone in the forest,
busy piling up his beans harvest
in his favorite sisal basket.

As he was about to lift his basket,
a feather from nowhere...

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On the streets, mothers grilled  guttersnipes,
   Not to squeeze runny nose and runaway,
   Perchance met by chance,
   Sangfroid...

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Before you 

Before you 
there was
nothing...
No life...
No light...

Just shadows
of an existence
vanishing
in the distance.

Then you appeared
and  I was caught up
in the eye of your
hurricane.

My dimmed...

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