Best Shallows Poems

I bent over to touch my toes
               and the ground tore open like a backbone.

I tried to feed myself the sky;
to splice my tearducts into the universe 
so that, when the...

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Wrapped around is your crimson lace
The confidence walks at a trusted pace
Your seekers stare through a mountain of lies
Hoping to find a soul that flies
Oh but there’s magic inside what cries

Beads of moisture don’t always follow misery
A strong embrace can be so comforting
Looking just past...

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Deep in the shallows...

Water lapse with time...

Yesterday all borrowed...

As mind sways third eye...

To contemplate fools whim...

Silence greets mind door...

We mere ponder, in mornings first light...

...Deep in the shallows...

...Deep breath we gently release...
thought into stolen silence...

...As our response...

...sealed within the secrets bestowed
within our dreams...

...Softly we tread...

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7/9/17


Whether or not I ever find what I seek

You are what you eat

Bare foot or with shoes on your feet

You can try, but it'll do no good turning the other cheek

Nights of very little rest or a great sleep

Fields full of wheat
And beets

A rise of...

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Wade the Shallows


Wade the shallows, swim not the deep,
loss of time makes the old man weep.
Imagine castles, thundered in glory prime
fleeing shadows racing about in time!

Comfort of the known sees the dream,
whistles the kettle in heated steam.
A vow, a promising oath made in sin
darkened shadows...

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 Wade
       Float
 Dive
       Splash
 Drench
       Swim
 Surf
       Spit
...

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small fish in shallows

large fish found in deepest depths

few and far between

 

 

(February 4, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)

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

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The end of Autumn is still mild
and the majestic Mounts of Partenio
have no trace of snow; lovely Baiano
at its foot is tamed, not wild.

One can spot, looking up with delight,
different colors of lilacs and roses,
lulled by the softest breeze on balconies
and windowsills open to glaring...

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The virgin under the pristine sheet,
patrols the creaking, cut, timber of time,
through the blooming roses and the sleet.
The grandiose grandfather chimes.

She used to shine her eyes near the shallows.
The young lass can only shriek her woes.
Her eyes, bright as the moon, on the gallows.
For now...

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Concerning our hobbled earth~
God must yearn to start from scratch
we've been given multiple chances
but have turned Eden into ash.

Our minds are filled with plastic thoughts
and the burrs of nuclear rust.
A hellish-metal hearted-selfish species 
that no other species should ever trust.

War species-filthy DNA staircase...
bleach it clean...

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my shallows

my
shallows
swallows
theres depths
dripping them
in
my
pools
breath
breathing
more than
time has left
ban me there
ban me here
words
don't
care
in
the
hollows
of
my
shallows
?...

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I wake in a memoryless room
unlabeled and unanchored,
a floating proprioception unhinged
from time and place.
The bathroom has moved beyond the present
it is where it was once maybe
yet where it is at this moment
is forgot.

Who walks now 
out of someone else’s memory
as if she owned this space?
Her...

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I knelt in the shallows,
on the white sand.
Sun-soaked and alone
amidst many
stretched out in play.
I adored the Lord
unaware of myself.
Only the invitation
to praise Him,
far away from home.
At home, in Him
in the pristine sand,
in the shallow rows
upon rows of calm.
Claimed this spot,
remembered by not
any but the Most...

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It's almost impossible to show,
The shadows of:
Blue
White
Yellow
& more..
Of diamonds' shines
When the reader is a shallow  blind one
Thinks a writer is a gaga  seller of pieces of glasses...

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1.)
Gutter bed for a hope held ransom, 
Three bottles opened, 
Drunk reflections of my mirror got me feeling handsome. 
Can’t go a day. 
I can’t go a day without a glass handful of rum. 
Funny how these bottles got me feeling hopeless, 
Random thought but...

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